MTL - The Problem with Marrying Rich: Out of the Way, Ex

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In the hospital, He Xiyan was still lying on the bed. When she conceived in October and gave birth, she exhausted all her strength, and now she didn't even have the voice to speak.

From time to time, she looked at the little baby in Yueshou's arms, her son, a 7-pound baby.

"Auntie, let me take a look." Her voice was like a mosquito moan, but Aunt Yang still heard it.

She carefully placed the baby beside He Xiyan.

He Xiyan turned her head, and soon the baby's little face appeared in front of her eyes. The baby had not opened up, and her skin was red, but even so, it could be seen from the basic features. It will be a delicate and beautiful baby. When the baby woke up, he clenched his fist tightly, his eyes kept staring at the lights on the ceiling. His eyelashes were very long, and he blinked from time to time, very cute.

"Miss He, your baby is really beautiful and cute. When he grows up, he must be as tall and handsome as his father. He must be a mystery." Aunt Yang, who had been babbling for many years, said something nice. It was just that "dad" in her mouth pierced the woman in front of her like a needle.

He Xiyan pursed her lips bitterly, and she woke her nose, and the tears that were about to fall were smashed into her eyes.

She knew the aunt was misunderstood.

Her baby has no father, and his father in blood is holding their grand wedding with another woman, and even their son is one month older than her baby.

But she will love her baby very much, and give her baby the missing father's love.

Ye Hao bought porridge and some fruits.

He set the fruit aside and took out the freshly cooked Babao porridge.

"Eat something, don't faint." He sat by the bed, carefully lifted the woman against the bed, and his eyes fell on the scabble, bloodless face, which made his heart It hurts.

He scooped the porridge from the bowl with a spoon and handed it to the woman's mouth like a child.

"Eat it." He ordered her, in addition to the distress in his eyes, more elusive emotions.

He didn't even discover it by himself, and didn't know when he was so distressed by this woman.

He Xiyan ate the porridge fed by the man. She blinked, and her eyes became sour again. Under the light, there was a hazy layer of mist.

She opened her mouth and ate everything he had fed.

When she was the most vulnerable and helpless, the man who had known him for less than a year was with her. He never asked her anything, but he always helped her silently.

"What are you looking at?" Ye Hao piqued her mouth and was awkwardly stared at by the woman, but his heart was warm, although the child was not his son, and he had always hated this unborn child before.

But when the child really arrived, he found that in fact he was not so annoying, and even felt that the baby doll was very cute, which aroused the inactive fatherly love in his life.

After feeding some porridge, he covered He Xiyan with a quilt and turned to stare at the baby in Aunt's arms.

Such a small one didn't know how to be born so hard.

"Give me!" He stretched out his long arms.

Aunt Yang pouted and smiled, carefully handed the baby to the man who was 30cm taller in front of her.

"Little treasure, my father hugs me."