Mr. Yan, Madam Bai Yueguang has also returned to China.

"Who gave birth? You mean my wife?" Gu Tingsen looked at him with a puzzled face, "What does it have to do with you that my wife gave birth to a child?"

Yan Wenzhou gave him a cold look, "With your acting skills, it would be a pity not to become an actor."

Gu Tingsen laughed dryly, "Wenzhou, it's not that I won't help you, it's that Yu Wei didn't let me tell you."

Yan Wenzhou sat down next to him, "Whose brother are you?"

"I also met Yu Wei for a prenatal check-up a while ago, and I found out that she was really pregnant." Gu Tingsen said seriously, "Who told me that she was falsely pregnant before? I thought it was false. After I found out, , she specifically told me not to tell you."

Yan Wenzhou clenched his palms.

Gu Tingsen continued: "I can't go against her wishes. After all, the child is in her belly, and since you wanted to leave in the first place, you must have had your own considerations, so I have been hesitant to tell you. Who knew you were so Be back soon."

At the end, Gu Tingsen's voice became smaller and smaller.

"I really don't think of you as my brother for nothing." Yan Wenzhou unscrewed the bottle cap and took a sip of water. He felt a lump in his heart. He couldn't go up or come down. The blockage made his heart ache.

"You know your woman well. If I really tell you, if she says something bad about me to Yaoyao, I will suffer." Gu Tingsen said sternly, "Your wife is not only liked by men, but also by women. like."

Yan Wenzhou gave him a look of disdain, but he also knew that it was no wonder others were in this situation, he deserved it.

After leaving the club, Yan Wenzhou went back to his old house.

Mrs. Yan was sitting on the sofa in the living room, reading something. When she saw him coming back, she waved to him, "Wenzhou, come and sit with grandma for a while."

Yan Wenzhou walked over and sat next to the old lady. When he saw what Mrs. Yan was holding, his eyes brightened a little, "Grandma, this is..."

"What else could it be? Your dear little baby." Mrs. Yan sighed, "I asked Weiwei why she didn't let me send you photos after every pregnancy test. She said she wanted to send them to you personally. You probably haven’t received one.”

Mrs. Yan handed him the list in her hand, "Grandma found it especially for you. You must know what you missed."

Yan Wenzhou opened the report sheets one by one, and his hands trembled a little when he saw the four-dimensional photo of the baby. This was his and Yu Wei's child, the child he had been looking forward to for so long.

Mrs. Yan patted the back of his hand and said, "Wenzhou, after being away for so long, you should have figured out many things. I know that you hate your father in your heart. He is not a good father, but he also has many personal problems. I couldn't help but, if your grandfather hadn't tricked him into getting married, nothing that happened later would have happened..."

Thinking of the past, Mrs. Yan's eyes turned red, "Now that you are back, explain it to Weiwei carefully. If she is still willing to be with you, you must cherish her. If she is not willing... don't force her, Our Yan family owes them a lot."

"Grandma, after being away for so long, I just want to understand one thing." Yan Wenzhou looked at the old lady, "I can't live without her."

Mid-level villa.

Song Qinghe fell into a drowsy sleep. In the evening, he woke up from the pain.

Yan Tingsong stayed by her side, holding her hand. He noticed that she was awake and wiped the sweat from her forehead, "Qinghe, does it hurt again?"

Song Qinghe shook his head, "Where is Weiwei? I want to see her."

Yan Tingsong stood up and called Yu Wei into the room.

Song Qinghe stretched out his hand to her, and Yu Wei sat on the edge of the bed and held her hand, "How do you feel?"

"I'm fine." Song Qinghe looked at her tenderly, tracing her eyebrows carefully with his eyes, trying to remember more clearly that this was her daughter who was born in ten months of pregnancy, "Weiwei, you are a very good girl. Good daughter, if there is a next life, I hope we can meet in another way and you can still be my daughter. "

Yu Wei held her hand tightly, her eyes red, "Mom..."

Song Qinghe touched her belly and said, "I believe my Weiwei will also be a very good mother."

"Weiwei, you and Wenzhou are both victims of these things, and he has suffered a lot too." Song Qinghe gently stroked the top of her hair, "If you still love him, give him another chance, and don't embarrass yourself. .”

Yu Wei buried her face in her hands, tears falling helplessly.

Coming out of the room, Yu Wei received a call from Meng Zhiyao. A group of people were playing mahjong in the club and asked her to come over.

The corridor was very quiet. Yan Tingsong heard the voice on the phone and looked at her with a smile, "Weiwei, you have worked hard during this period. Go relax and I will take good care of her. If anything happens, I will contact you as soon as possible." .”

Yu Wei nodded, she really needed to go out for some air.

When they reached the stairs, Yan Tingsong called her again, and Yu Wei turned around.

Yan Tingsong's eyes fell on her belly, "Yu Wei, Qinghe and I once said that if we have a child in the future, our nickname will be Nuannuan. I hope she will be surrounded by love for the rest of her life."

Yu Wei caressed her belly, feeling warm.

"I have never done anything for Wenzhou in my life. Today I am shamelessly begging you for a favor for him. He did everything he could to keep his mother alive, but he watched her die in front of his eyes. You should be able to understand that he couldn’t accept it for a moment in front of him.”

Yu Wei's face darkened a bit, "I can understand him."

"Men do need to stand upright, but there will also be times when they are vulnerable." Yan Tingsong said seriously, "When you love someone, you must also learn to tolerate his shortcomings, so that a relationship can last long."

Yu Wei smiled politely and said, "I will refer to Mr. Yan's opinion."

Yan Tingsong also smiled and said, "Be safe on the road. I will prepare breakfast for Qinghe tomorrow morning. You don't have to be in a hurry to come over."

Yu Wei nodded and went downstairs.

Yan Tingsong watched her leave, returned to the room, and gently touched Song Qinghe's cheek, "Honey, let me help you take a bath, okay?"

Song Qinghe looked at him and nodded gently.

Yan Tingsong carried her into the bathroom, cleaned her body carefully, then put her into a beautiful cheongsam dress, and dried and arranged her hair.

Lying on the bed, Yan Tingsong held her in his arms, "Honey, if it's very hard, don't persist. I'm really sorry that I have made you endure so much pain all these years."

Song Qinghe shook his head, "I am the one who should say I'm sorry. I promised you that I would spend the rest of my life, so I can only stay here with you."

Yan Tingsong lowered his head and kissed the top of her hair, "Remember, if you meet a man named Yan Tingsong in your next life, ignore him and stay as far away from him as possible."

Song Qinghe listened to his heartbeat and gently closed her eyes, feeling more relaxed than ever before, "Tingsong, if there is an afterlife, I still want to meet you. Remember your promise to me, go see the scenery for me, you know ?"

Yan Tingsong hugged her tighter, "Honey, I've done everything I promised you in this life, but I'm sorry for this one thing."

Everyone who has hurt you must pay a price, and I am the last one. How can I let you leave alone?

When Yu Wei arrived at the private room of the club, a group of people were playing mahjong. As soon as Meng Zhiyao saw her, he asked her to sit in her seat.

"Weiwei, take revenge on me quickly."

"Meng Zhiyao, you ask Yu Wei to avenge you every year. How talented are you?"

"Leave me alone?"

After a round, Yu Wei won a lot, and everyone was convinced that they had lost.

I don't know who shouted, "Third Young Master, you are a rare guest."

The smile on Yu Wei's face faded a bit.