Ex-husband, Behave Yourself

Without waiting for Shao Yunchen to answer, Lu Yao suddenly frowned. Then she grabbed his arm with one hand and roared twice, "my husband, it seems to be coming."

"Come on, come on..." It's rare for a man to be so flustered that the blue veins on his forehead almost burst out in an instant, "don't worry, breathe steadily, I'll send for a doctor."

Maybe he heard his father wanted to cut him out, but after about half an hour, the little guy began to be restless.

When song ran arrived at the hospital, he saw an operation bed pushed into the delivery room.

The corridor resounded with a woman's stoic roar. The man chased him all the way, and finally was scolded by Lu Yao at the door, "don't come in, don't come in!"

Lu Yao knows how terrible it is for a woman to have a baby. She doesn't want Shao Yunchen to witness this scene.

Soon, Shao's mother and Lu's mother came in a hurry.

Outside the delivery room, a man who has always been meticulous is full of anxiety. His suit is wrinkled. His shirt collar is torn open. His dark and deep eyes are staring at the door of the delivery room.

The two old people nearby also tightened their eyebrows, and were whirling around in the narrow space. They were as anxious as ants on a hot pot and bumped into each other carelessly.

Song ran stood far away, staring at the scene.

In a trance, she felt that the world in front of her was split, and there was an insurmountable gap between her and the group of people not far away. It was at this time that she suddenly understood that the real birth of children should be such a scene.

Children should belong to a family, not a specific individual.

And she song ran, may not experience that kind of fun in her life.

Just like this, the mobile phone in her pocket suddenly rings. She takes it out and has a look. A sentence pops up on the information interface.

"Back to Kyoto in ten hours. Where are you? I want to see you. "

The message number has no remarks, but it is self-evident who will send this message.

I don't know if he was touched by the current scene. For the first time, song ran didn't pretend to ignore it. Instead, he went back to the past three words, "see you in Kyoto."

Looking at the message received by the prompt, the woman lightly hook lips a smile, the bottom of the heart is rare calm.

Recall that in the middle of the night today, a photo was received on the mobile phone, which showed the man standing in front of the tombstone with a sad and complicated face.

Looking back on this scene, she suddenly wanted to laugh.

At the time, the man who sent her the picture asked her in French, "is that all right? Are you going to keep it that way? "

She said with a faint smile, "at least this is not the time."

Song ran stood in the hospital corridor for a moment in silence. After his thoughts were gathered together, he finally chose not to disturb the atmosphere that should belong to the Shao family.

She went to the nurse's desk with the gift she had bought and asked with a smile, "please give it to Miss Lu Yao in ward 302 for me."

The young nurse registered in a hurry and nodded to answer. When the waiting room was far away, she poked her partner's elbow excitedly. "Oh, see, this sister's smile looks so charming."

Hearing this, his companion raised his head from a pile of documents and materials, took a glance at the back, and mercilessly uncovered it, "so you promised to deliver the goods for others, which is not in compliance with the regulations."

Shan Rao, whose fashion is abroad, is on his way to the airport.

His eyes are full of fatigue, leaning against the window, watching the streets in the early morning flashing neon, the whole person is like a frost hit eggplant wilting.

Yan Hao, who was sitting next to him, was wearing thick dark circles and asked, "young master, are you not sleepy?"

"Not sleepy." Shan Rao droops his eyes and lights up the mobile phone screen in the palm for the third time.

Just sent out the news, although has also been ready to sink into the sea, but this time I don't know why, but it seems to be more nervous than before.

Is it because we finally know who the son of a bitch is?

Just when he was thinking about it, his mobile phone suddenly "hummed" twice, which made him tremble and stood up like a spring.

Quickly opened the screen, staring at the three words in the message reply interface, thinking that I was dreaming.

He blinked his eyes, repeated the three words several times, and finally clubbed his mobile phone to Yan Hao, "read it to me again."

Yan Hao looked helpless and frightened at his young master, and slowly spit out three words: "Beijing, all, see."

Then, he felt his head was hugged tightly and shook hard for several times. When shaking his head with paste, he was beaten twice again.

"Young master..." Aggrieved, he huddled on the other side near the door.

Shan Rao, however, didn't know that he was very skilled in asking questions and communicating with the driver in front of him, "you see, my girlfriend has returned my message..."Yan Hao, on one side, looks at him with the same eyes as a neuropathy.

He had to recall the lonely look on the man's face a few hours ago, so he reminded him, "young master, have you forgotten the purpose of your coming here?"

A few hours ago, Shan Rao, according to Yan Hao's investigation, went all the way to an independent cemetery. At last, he looked down at the man's photo on the tombstone and asked, "this is the son of a bitch?"

Yan Hao turned his head aside and nodded his head carefully.

Seeing that Shan Rao was still unbelievable, he seriously analyzed: "Miss Song must have thought clearly about her child's blood before surrogacy. It is said that Mr. Howard has three-quarters of domestic blood, is a gifted physicist, and has excellent intelligence quotient. In addition, he died prematurely and had no family members. The sperm he donated earlier should be the most suitable one for her There is no doubt about that. "

Shan Rao frowned at his words.

Of course he knew it was not questionable.

But --

staring at the life introduction of a man in the picture, he always feels uncomfortable, "if he is still alive, how old would he be now?"

Yan Hao frowned at the speech, broke his fingers and counted them carefully. Finally, he hung down his head and said, "it's over fifty..."

Before coming out of the cemetery, the man couldn't help looking back.

At first, I was worried that if the father of the child was a living, strong man with fine blood, what would he like to compete with others? Unexpectedly, his imaginary rival in love had gone to the ground ten years ago.

After thinking about it, it suddenly dawned on me that this kind of behavior was very elegant.

However, it took Shan Rao a night to convince himself that no matter who the father of the child is, he will never change his mind towards song ran.

Of course, if he could, he would like to have their own baby with her.

But as soon as this idea came out of the man's heart, he began to be irrepressibly excited, inexplicably confident that the day would come sooner or later.

Even if Yan Hao threw cold water on him, he still kept his enthusiasm.

For example, at this moment, song Ran's simple message reply will make the driver mistakenly think that he has made a successful proposal and keep saying "Congratulations".

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