What Jiang Yanyuan was thinking was, if he didn’t say he was his father, could he say he was his uncle?
"You know your child's condition. We can only do our best. He has Down syndrome and was born prematurely. He might not live long, at most 17 or 18 years old, and he'll need to be carefully cared for," the doctor said. "Perhaps you didn't know about the premature birth. So, last night, when you were away, and the mother was in such a state, and with the grandmother, I didn't say much about the child's lifespan. I could only tell you this."
Jiang Yanyuan had heard of children with Down syndrome. It was because of this that Qiao Shiyu was frightened and revealed her flaw, which made A Yan realize that the child was his. He only knew the seriousness of the situation, but he didn't know what the outcome would be if the child was really a Down syndrome child.
"I understand." Jiang Yanyuan said lightly.
The doctor went to take care of other children. Jiang Yanyuan took out his mobile phone and checked the condition of the child with Down syndrome. Only then did he understand why the child was named "Jiang Zhou". He sneered, as if he was going to slap Jiang Yanyuan in the face and let Jiang Yanyuan carry this shame for the rest of his life.
He hated the child even more.
Since the doctor called Qiao Shiyu at that time, if something happened to Meng Zhaohua, the doctor might have also called Meng Zhaohua, but she turned a deaf ear and insisted on giving the child away, which led to the current situation.
Meng Zhaohua's thoughts at that time were truly unfathomable, fortunately he is now crazy.
Just now Jiang Yanyuan still had some affection for Meng Zhaohua, but now, he has no affection at all.
Jiang Yanyuan placed his hands on both sides of the stroller, and felt even more disgusted with Meng Zhaohua and the child.
At this moment, the baby woke up and touched Jiang Yanyuan's hand.
A warm current flowed into Jiang Yanyuan's heart, and there was also a very strange feeling.
Jiang Yanyuan originally stood up to leave, but he did not continue. Instead, he turned his gaze to the child in the stroller.
It was this subtle movement that made Qiao Shiyu clench her hands again.
She knew some of the natural instincts between father and son, often conveyed in holding hands or in a glance.
Qiao Shiyu felt even more sad.
Yesterday, he said he was the child's father, and now, the child is holding his hand again -
The little baby couldn't say anything and just looked at Jiang Yanyuan.
"I'll go first." Qiao Shiyu said.
Turning around, she began to cry.
She rarely cries because she knows that all problems can be solved. She never trusts others, she only trusts herself.
But Meng Zhaohua gave birth to a child, and she couldn't solve the problem of the relationship between father and son.
Jiang Yanyuan saw Qiao Shiyu leaving and followed her from behind.
He pulled Qiao Shiyu's arm, and Qiao Shiyu opened him.
Pull again, Qiao Shiyu opened him again.
Qiao Shiyu's brute force was so great that Jiang Yanyuan felt that she was resisting.
The resistance was fierce.
When she resisted again, Jiang Yanyuan grabbed her wrist tightly and lifted her up sideways.
Qiao Shiyu kept kicking and hitting, but Jiang Yanyuan didn't let go.
"I told you, I didn't mean to do that. I was upset because you were so stubborn back then! I was drunk and she came over, so I treated her like a fool!" Jiang Yanyuan said with a dark face, "Didn't you have a boyfriend at that time?"
"I didn't sleep with him. I don't have any children!"
Jiang Yanyuan smiled faintly, "So I haven't slept with him before."
"Get out!" Qiao Shiyu said angrily.
Jiang Yanyuan didn't say anything.
After carrying Qiao Shiyu into the car, Jiang Yanyuan rushed home. After leaving the house, he carried Qiao Shiyu upstairs and quickly stripped her naked. He panted and whispered in Qiao Shiyu's ear, "Give me a son too."
Then he began to kiss Qiao Shiyu's neck.
Qiao Shiyu's heart moved, because he just used "also".
It seemed that the little man pulling his hand just now gave him a lot of psychological stimulation.
In his heart, he admitted that that was his son.
He used the word "also". Qiao Shiyu knew that he was afraid that sooner or later he would be distracted by that child, so he asked Qiao Shiyu to give him a son as well.
"Get out of here!" Qiao Shiyu pushed Jiang Yanyuan away with some strength she didn't know where it came from.
Jiang Yanyuan seemed to be crazy. He pressed Qiao Shiyu under him and kissed her face and body madly.
He clamped Qiao Shiyu's hands.
"I can't think of a son," Qiao Shiyu added, "a daughter is fine. Boys and girls are the same."
Jiang Yanyuan had never thought of having to give birth to a boy before, but since Meng Zhaohua's mother named the child Jiang Zhou, and the child was also a Down syndrome child, if Jiang Yanyuan did not have a son, she would definitely make fun of the Jiang family in the future. Jiang Yanyuan would never give them this opportunity.
Qiao Shiyu's resistance was very strong.
"Don't be like this, don't be like this." Jiang Yanyuan whispered in Qiao Shiyu's ear, his voice softening as if it came from the bottom of his heart. "It's been so long, don't you know who I love?"
"I don't know." Qiao Shiyu turned aside unhappily.
"If you don't count, then you don't count. I know it in my heart. But who do you love in your heart?" Jiang Yanyuan brushed Qiao Shiyu's hair aside and asked softly.
"Me?" Qiao Shiyu said, "I only love myself. You should know this."
"I know this myself. You've never changed for me. You always live in your own world and rarely communicate with me. You're so opinionated that you never consult with me. If you loved me, why would you treat me so lightly?" Jiang Yanyuan said as he kissed Qiao Shiyu. "I'm too stupid. I can't match your intelligence, so you never consult with me when you encounter something. Maybe I think too highly of myself. I tried so hard to marry you, but I never warmed your heart."
Qiao Shiyu listened quietly, and then tears began to well up in her eyes.
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