Mr. Li, my wife doesn’t want to remarry and secretly gives birth to a baby.

He specifically informed the company and went there later, then woke up his son early in the morning, and the father and son went together to pick up Jiang Tong.

He also specially made Jiang Tong's favorite breakfast, and originally wanted to arrange it in the shape of a heart.

After thinking about it, forget it, it’s too corny.

Jiang Mingyang dozed off in the car.

When they arrived at Ziwei Garden, Li Jingchen went upstairs holding the lunch box in one hand and the sleepy Jiang Mingyang in the other.

Jiang Tong opened the door and thought it was Ning Jianan who came back from buying groceries. She saw Li Jingchen coming again, holding his son.

Li Jingchen remained calm, "My son insisted on looking for you, come back with me."

Jiang Tong said, "Put the sheep here and go back by yourself."

Li Jingchen naturally refused. He gently patted Jiang Mingyang on the shoulder and said, "Son, get up and talk to me."

"Wooah," Jiang Mingyang raised his head from Li Jingchen's shoulder and looked at Jiang Tong in a daze, yawning after each sentence, "Mom... wooah, let's... wooah, go home... wooah, let's go to sleep."

Jiang Tong was extremely helpless. "What time does the sheep go to bed? Why is the child so sleepy?"

"We watched the fireworks show yesterday for two hours."

"Why are you watching the fireworks?" Jiang Tong thought that the two of them had gone to Nandi Bay specifically to watch them. She didn't even think that Li Jingchen was watching them at his doorstep, and she didn't expect that someone was setting them off for her.

Li Jingchen didn't explain, and then raised his eyebrows and said, "Do you still want to have the baby?"

"of course yes."

Li Jingchen nodded, "Then you have to go back with me? The nanny and nutritionist at home are waiting for you to go back and take care of you."

Jiang Tong frowned and said, "I don't want to go to your place."

Li Jingchen: "Didn't we agree to do everything for the child?"

Jiang Tong hesitated.

After thinking about it, he was about to let the two people in.

Li Jingchen's cell phone suddenly rang.

He saw the caller ID and frowned...

Jiang Tong also saw the note.

The cell phone kept ringing over and over again.

She asked Li Jingchen to put the child on the sofa, and her voice changed, "Leave your son here with me, you should go check on your mother to see what happened again."

Li Jingchen put the lunch box on the table and said, "I made all your favorite dishes. Eat them while they're hot. I'll be back to pick you up soon."

"Don't pick us up. Don't come again."

"..." Li Jingchen turned around and heard these words. He pretended not to hear them and left.

Jiang Tong opened the lunch box and smelled a fragrant aroma.

Jiang Mingyang was sleeping soundly on the sofa. He turned over, hugged Jiang Tong's waist, and rubbed against her arms, "Mom, where am I?"

"Our family, did you guys go to watch the fireworks last night?"

"It was Mr. Li Zi who set off a lot of fireworks to celebrate our family. It's a pity that you didn't see them."

As Jiang Mingyang spoke, he fell asleep again.

Jiang Tong was stunned. It turned out that he was the one who put it there. She stood up and walked to the window sill and saw that the car had already driven away.

She looked at the calendar and saw that today was November 11th.

Time flies so fast, tomorrow is his birthday.

On Li Jingchen's side, the nanny who was responsible for taking care of Zheng Yan said that Zheng Yan had a high fever. Zheng Yan was crying and saying that no one was taking care of her and insisted that he come over.

Li Jingchen was helpless.

Is it not enough for her to have two babysitters to take care of her?

The doctor was giving Zheng Yan an injection. The swelling on Zheng Yan's face had subsided a lot, and her hand was on her forehead.

Very weak, "Jingchen, am I going to die?"

"It's just a cold. You won't die. Don't worry."

"That's good. I thought I was going to die. No, I can't die. I still have a lot of money to spend and so many things to do. If I die, Jiang Tong and her sister will be happy."

"It's not over yet, is it?" Li Jingchen's sharp voice interrupted Zheng Yan's nonsense.

Seeing Li Jingchen was about to leave——

Zheng Yan cried, "Don't leave, son, take care of your mother!"

Li Jingchen turned around again: "Isn't it enough for so many people here to take care of you?"

Zheng Yan shook her head, "Mom is scared."

The doctor said, "Old people are like this... the older they get, the more they fear death."

Li Jingchen was silent.

He suddenly thought of what Song Qingyi said.

Your mother just lacks love and companionship. She has been a widow for so many years. It would be strange if she didn't have psychological problems.

Li Jingchen walked out and called Song Qingyi.

"I'll listen to what you said before. Please do me a favor."

"Okay, leave it to me." Song Qingyi said in a cheerful tone.

After the doctor left, Li Jingchen returned and sat down to guard the bedside.

Zheng Yan asked him again and again, was she really suffering from some terminal illness?

"Stop cursing yourself and go to sleep." Li Jingchen rubbed his brows. It was good that he had a brother or sister, so he wouldn't have to suffer alone.

Li Jingchen left only after Zheng Yan fell asleep.

He originally wanted to pick up Jiang Tong, but he had to go back to the company for something.

He finally figured it out. If he didn't let Zheng Yan settle down, he would have no time to pick up Jiang Tong.

In the evening, Li Jingchen went to Zheng Yan's place again after work. There were twelve men surrounding Zheng Yan's bed.

They are around forty or fifty years old, some have gentle looks, some have fair skin, and some have bangs at the corners of their eyes and are eloquent.

One fed Zheng Yan, one gave her water, one massaged her shoulders, one pounded her legs, one cracked melon seeds, one peeled oranges, one told jokes, and one performed magic…

In short, everyone has a clear division of labor.

Zheng Yan sat up from the bed, "Jingchen, you're here at the right time. Where did you find these people? What are they doing?"

"You said you have no one to accompany you. Are twelve people enough to take care of you? If not, I will find you another one. I promise that you will live a life like the Empress Dowager Cixi."

Zheng Yan was shocked. "Why do I need so many people to take care of me? I'm not a child."

A man next to Zheng Yan said, "Sister Yan, women are still children no matter how old they are. You should take a good rest."

Another man said, "Sister Yan, we are very sad that you are sick. You should get well soon."

It turns out that women like to hear nice things.

On the left, she says Sister Yan, and on the right, she says Sister Yan.

Being pampered by so many men is a life that Zheng Yan has not experienced in decades.

Li Jingchen looked at his watch and said, "There's nothing for me to do now, right? I'm leaving now. You should take good care of yourself."

"Wait, come back--" Zheng Yan still felt something was wrong, her face flushed with shame, "With so many people guarding me, you're making me so uncomfortable, just leave two people behind!"

Li Jingchen looked around and said, "You all heard it, so behave well and let my mother see which of you will stay."

After hearing this, the twelve people worked even harder to take care of Zheng Yan.

After all, the salary for a male nanny is not low at all, and it comes with food and accommodation, and the accommodation is in a big villa.

"Then you keep an eye on them and evaluate them. I'll keep those who perform well. Is that ok?"

Li Jingchen left after he finished speaking.

He went to the Ziwei Garden without stopping.