After rebirth, Mrs. Lu wants to change her baby's father

Only then did Du Xinghui realize that she had spoken her true feelings without realizing it.

What is the best?

She doesn't know either.

But she knew he had a better option.

Now that the matter has been brought up, let's talk about it openly.

"I don't know." I just know that he has better options.

"But you have a better choice." She looked at him seriously and said.

"You are not me, how do you know that you are incomparable in my heart?" Shang Daiyu looked into her eyes, "Du Xinghui, you don't have to feel inferior."

"It's just that I met a scumbag. It's great that I cut my losses in time."

Shang Daiyu lowered his eyes, with a hint of loneliness in his tone, "Besides, I'm not as good as you think."

"Growing up they always said I was a nemesis."

"My mother was killed when I was born."

"After I was born, my healthy grandmother also fell to her death."

“On my third birthday, my dad also died in a car accident on the road.”

"My grandfather also passed away when I was six years old. My uncle and I were left to depend on each other."

"My uncle supported the family for many years and never told me that he was sick, just to let me do what I wanted to do."

Shang Daiyu looked into Du Xinghui's eyes and told her bitterly, "When I learned that you had a boyfriend who you had been dating for many years, I thought about giving up."

"As long as you live well and happily with him, I will bless you from afar." How can a person like him be happy?

"But seeing him ignore you for another woman and not coming to your side on the day you needed him the most, I thought in a mean way, is this a chance given to me by God?"

"But when I saw you lying on the cold operating table, your abdomen bulging and lifeless, I didn't want anything else but to keep you alive."

He snatched her from the hands of death and saved her daughter, and he began to frequently enter her life.

He knew that what he did was despicable, but he couldn't control himself.

She even had the mean thought that since he had saved her life, the life should belong to him.

Unfortunately, those dark thoughts disappeared when I saw her and the daughter in her arms.

He accompanied her from being in a mess to becoming a qualified mother (father).

They raise their daughter Guaibao together.

He seemed to have really become her man, the father of her child.

When a family of three goes out for a walk, everyone would say: What a perfect match.

He likes this simple and happy life.

He did not hide his feelings for her, and she knew it.

He was not worried at all that she would change her mind, because there were two lives between Zhou Xianyan and her.

The hatred for life is irreconcilable.

He was just worried that she would not accept him and refuse him to enter her life again.

He treats Guaibao as his own daughter. What would he do without her and her daughter?

Du Xinghui didn't like him belittling himself, so he told him seriously: "Your mother didn't die when she gave birth to you because she was unlucky for him. It was the hospital's inaction that led to the major medical accident by letting the intern take over."

"Your grandmother fell to her death because she didn't want your father's woman to come into the house, and she was pushed down by the woman who designed it."

"Your father got into a car accident because he had an argument with Xiao Si and they fought over the steering wheel, which led to a chain reaction."

"What happened to your grandfather was also an accident. No one wants it to happen. As for your uncle..."

"It's a family history of genetic disease caused by overwork. He really loves you. He won't blame you."

"You have taken over the company now. Give him enough time to rest and recuperate. Believe me, he will recover slowly."

Shang Daiyu looked at her sparkling eyes and the way she tried her best to comfort herself, and he felt warm in his heart.

Even if he knew the truth when he grew up, he could not heal the damage he suffered in his childhood.

Maybe because he mentioned family matters, Shang Daiyu was in a very bad mood, with a look of loneliness between his brows.

"I really treat Guaibao as my own daughter. If you drive me away, I will miss Guaibao so much that I won't be able to sleep or eat."

When Guaibao heard his name, he turned around and looked at him.

Children are the most sensitive. They know very well who is good to them and who is not.

Noticing that he was in a bad mood, she reached out for a hug.

"Ba ba..." The little mouth opened and closed, and a sound similar to "Dad" came out of the good boy's mouth.

Shang Daiyu suddenly heard this voice that sounded like "Dad". His eyes widened in surprise. He took Guaibao from Du Xinghui and said happily, "Guaibao, call me again."

The darling, who was held under his armpits and lifted in front of him, stood on his short legs without saying a word, but stretched out his hands to wipe the tears from his face.

Shang Daiyu was startled. He hugged his darling and touched him with his backhand, only to find that he had just shed tears.

He explained awkwardly to the baby in his arms who was looking up at him, "Daddy didn't cry, he was sweating."

"Well, my dear has become heavier. Daddy is sweating from holding him." Shang Daiyu kissed the child's soft cheek and said to himself, "But don't worry, dear. No matter how heavy you are, Daddy can hold you."

He was so happy.

So much so that there is no hiding of one's little thoughts.

After he finished speaking, he realized something and looked up at Du Xinghui's expression.

She looked at them quietly, her eyes very gentle.

Noticing his gaze, she turned around and smiled, "What are you looking at me for? Your daughter seems to have pooped."

There is a smell coming out.

Shang Daiyu carried the child to the bathroom.

Du Xinghui walked closer and saw him skillfully put the child on the sink, which was already covered with a thick blanket so the child would not feel cold.

Shang Daiyu skillfully washed the baby's butt, changed his diaper, and put on his clothes.

The good baby, whose butt is comfortable, becomes active again, touching here and looking there. She likes to touch the string of Buddhist beads on his wrist the most.

Looking at the cute and clingy baby in his arms, and then looking at Du Xinghui who was leaning against the door and looking at them with a smile, Shang Daiyu felt like he was going to pee his eyes again.

It turns out that happiness really can make people shed tears uncontrollably.

"Why are you crying again?" Du Xinghui looked at Shang Daiyu speechlessly, "If someone didn't know, they would think I bullied you."

"I'm crying with happiness." Shang Daiyu blurted out, "My good boy has given me a name, when will you give me a name?"

He asked casually, but there was nervousness and uneasiness in the depths of his eyes.

Du Xing looked back at him. He had just cried, and his narrow eyes were a little red, and he looked a little bit bullying.

She felt a little itchy, and her mouth was more direct, "When will you take me back to meet your parents?"

This means being willing to give him a name.

Shang Daiyu's mouth corners are harder to suppress than AK.

"As soon as possible," he said.

Shang Daiyu said as soon as possible the next day.

When Du Xinghui found out, "I'm not ready yet."

How could she have the nerve to meet his relatives when she hadn’t prepared any gifts?

Shang Daiyu pushed her into the car and said, "I have prepared a gift for you."

But Shang Daiyu knew that his uncle would rather see her than receive gifts.