Thank you for Waiting, Mister Tang!

She stood on the stairs, looking at Tang Yu, her voice was deserted: "Tang Yu, what if I don't sign?"

She was talking about a divorce agreement.

Tang Yu turned sideways, looking up at her standing on the stairs, holding the escalator with her fingers, fingers clenched.

He said lightly: "In a few days, my father will come to pick you up after the operation."

father?

Is it Tang Zhiyuan?

Pei Qiqi's eyes widened, she stared at Tang Yu——

Also, he said surgery?

Is he going to take her baby away?

Pei Qiqi's lips were bleeding, and she stared at him, "I won't beat this child."

Tang Yu looked at her with a deep voice: "Reality will not allow the birth of this child."

He forced himself to be cruel to her, forced himself not to have any emotions.

Her face was pale, and after a while, she smiled softly, laughing and crying, and in just one day she felt that she had shed tears all her life.

"Tang Yu, that's okay." She shed tears and raised a smile. She looked at him: "I signed, but the child belongs to me."

She put her fingers tightly on her belly, for fear that he would take her child...

She looked at his gaze, as if looking at a chop hand.

Her gaze slowly pained, and her hands were tightly held...

A ray of blood stained her skirt...

Pei Qiqi glanced down, his eyes were red.

Her eyes were a little dazed. She looked at Tang Yu's shocked expression. At this time, his shocked expression was the only thing left in her world.

His expression was enlarged and enlarged, and then pain...

A small smile appeared on her beautiful face--

Tang Yu, the child will be gone, because she knows that you don't want her...

Don't want her, don't want me!

In the darkness, falling into... groggy, there was a heart-piercing pain, like a force to pull the child out of her body.

Pain, coma... Pain, coma, mixed with their past--

Tang Yu, our child will be called... Tang Tang?

Pei Qiqi, isn't it better to call Tang Guo?

Tang Yu, don't you like girls?

How come, I hope she is like you... Qiqi, no matter how many children there are, the only one I like the most is the eldest baby...

I am not a baby!

Is not it? Then why did you call me father last night, eh?

Pain, those who were reluctant to let her go back and forth in their minds...turned into Shen Yin with a cry of pain, turned into her unwillingness, turned into her hatred for him...

In her heart-piercing lungs, a faint baby cry sounded.

Very faint, almost non-existent, but he still heard it!

Tang Yu stood outside, raised his head, tears in his eyes——

It is their child.

Dr. Mei came out and patted him on the shoulder, "Now Qiqi is about to move to Shengyuan Hospital immediately, everything is ready."

Tang Yu walked in and looked tremblingly at the girl he loved lying pale.

Her belly is flat...

He stretched out his hand and gently touched her little face, a drop of hot tears fell on her little porcelain white face.

For a long time, his eyes fell on the little green and white thing in the incubator.

The less-than-month-old child wrinkled, waving a small hand, and making a fist.

The brows are frowning, as if they are not happy to be disturbed by others.

Through the glass, Tang Yu overlapped his hand with that of the little guy. He smiled slightly: "HI, baby..."

...

The next day, Lin Yun flew to the United States to raise a baby, and Zhao Yi accompanied him.

When they left, they didn't alarm anyone, and took the special plane, silently.