80s' Pretty Military Wife: Reborn for National Strength, Pampered by a Doting Husband

In the early stages, the story leans towards the heartwarming grandparent-grandchild bond between the female lead and her grandmother, embodying a very cozy, "group-pet" family style. After...

Chapter 170 Entering the role of parents, the warm time of Rong Qing and Jiang Zimo's family of three

But this is the fact!

In order to avoid hidden dangers in the future, Rong Qing borrowed paper and pen from the police, wrote an agreement, and showed it to the four people. They were reluctant and impatient at first, but after seeing the content of the agreement, they signed their names very happily and asked to put their fingerprints on it.

As if she had finally gotten rid of a big trouble, Rong Qing once again doubted whether she was God's biological daughter. Why didn't she even have to give birth to her own son?

It also allows a wicked woman who hates children to be reborn, so there is no need to worry that the child will be entangled by other people in the future.

Didn’t you see the look of relief on that evil woman’s face? The little boy was like garbage to her. Her next words were really confirmed:

"Damn, this is so disgusting. I finally got rid of this rubbish. Why did it have to stay in my belly? There are so many women who want to have children but can't.

Children are truly the most annoying thing in this world. Go away, all of you, go away, or die, die. If you are reborn in my belly, I will kill you one by one. I will kill you the same way as soon as you are born!"

Rong Qing: “…”

You are truly vicious and openly evil. The policeman's mouth twitched, with rows of black lines on his forehead. He carefully took notes, asked the evil woman to sign and seal, and then took her away without saying anything.

Rong Qing took the opportunity to consult the police about the adoption process. The police looked at the poor little boy and knew that if no one wanted him, it would be a difficult time for them to keep the child. Now that someone was willing to adopt him, they immediately and enthusiastically helped her complete all the procedures in the shortest time.

Looking at the freshly prepared adoption documents in his hand, Rong Qing's mouth twitched and he glanced at the jubilant child: I know you are anxious, but do you really have to show it so obviously?

After calming down, he said to the police officer, "Excuse me, officer, can I go now? My baby is just born and is covered in frostbite. I want to take him to the hospital first."

The prisoner had already confessed, and Rong Qing had also made a statement, so she really had nothing to do with it. The police smiled and said:

"It's okay, you can leave now."

Just as she reached the door with the child in her arms, she was stopped by the police who had caught up with her: "Comrade Rong Qing, please wait a moment."

Rong Qing paused and looked back, and the police officer handed her an envelope. "Comrade Rong Qing, this is your reward, and also a little gift from us to the child. Please don't refuse. This child is truly pitiful, and it's a blessing to have met such a kind-hearted comrade like you."

Rong Qing smiled and took it, thanking him politely: "Thank you, police comrade. Actually, this is what we, as the people you protect, should do."

After leaving the police station, Rong Qing used his spiritual sense to explore and found a deserted yard after many twists and turns. Then he used his spiritual sense to explore again and found a secret room underground.

Rong Qing raised her eyebrows slightly. She was a little suspicious. Maybe there were secret rooms under all the deserted courtyards in Kyoto. And there were many big boxes in the secret rooms. Inside the boxes were some precious cultural relics, gold, silver, jewelry and cash.

This time, there was an additional discovery: a small box containing some foreign letters and an account book.

have to

Cultural relics resale

That’s really enough!

Rong Qing was too tired to complain. He sat on a clean big box and decided to put everything into the space first. With the baby in his arms, he definitely couldn't deal with it now, so he let Jiang Zimo do it.

With a wave of her hand, she collected everything into the space. After making sure it was safe, she carried the baby into the space as well, and appeared directly in Jiang Zimo's training area. He had just finished training his body and was planning a new round of meditation practice.

Seeing her expression immediately became gentle, but when his eyes fell on the blanket in her arms, his expression changed instantly, and his eyes became extremely sharp as he quickly came to her.

Rong Qing sensed the change in his expression and aura, but she didn't show any fear at all. Instead, a sly look flashed across her eyes. She lifted the blanket and revealed the little boy's face.

"Look at my son, doesn't he look like me?"

When he saw the baby's face clearly, Jiang Zimo's aura suddenly turned cold, but it subsided in just a moment. His expression became very gentle again. He stretched out his slender fingers and gently scratched the tip of her nose. Then he stretched out his long arms and took her into his arms.

"Naughty, it really looks like Qing'er, where did this little baby come from?"

Rong Qing looked up at him seriously: "My son, I really didn't lie to you. Isn't he really cute?"

Jiang Zimo absolutely did not believe that the child was Rong Qing's, because they had been married for less than a month, and she had her first time on her wedding night. No matter how fast or magical she was, it was impossible for her to give birth to a child in just twenty days.

Helplessly doting smile: "Cute, very cute!"

Rong Qing continued:

"Do you have a very intimate feeling?"

Hearing this, Jiang Zimo once again cast his gaze upon the incredibly adorable little face of the sleeping baby. When he saw the purple frostbite on his face, his heart ached uncontrollably. He also inexplicably felt a sense of intimacy with him, feeling distressed and wanting to hold him in his arms.

As soon as I finished this thought, I felt something extra in my arms. I looked down and saw that it was the little baby.

Rong Qing shook his arms, which weren't actually sore; he just needed to move them around after holding the same position for too long.

"He's your son too, so you should hold him for a while. I'll go get him some ointment. Otherwise, it'll be heartbreaking to see him covered in bruises."

Jiang Zimo was confused?

Just now, Qing'er said that he was her son, so how come he became her son now?

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