Although Xiang Zhilan didn't finish her sentence, Shen Muzhi could understand what she wanted to express.
If a full-term baby is already born with congenital deficiencies, it is unlikely to survive if it is delivered prematurely via cesarean section.
Shen Muzhi clenched his fists, knowing that one of his thoughts at that moment had already harmed them.
“So you should understand that whenever I see Xiao Kui, I think of what happened back then. There is absolutely no possibility between us.” Xiang Zhilan turned her head and saw that there were red veins in Shen Muzhi’s eyes. She continued, “Xiao Kui used to have severe anemia. Her hemoglobin was too low. The doctor recommended a blood transfusion. It was A Che who gave her the transfusion. Maybe because A Che’s blood flows in her body, she likes A Che very much.”
Shen Muzhi bit his lip. He had never known that his daughter had gone through all this. No wonder Xiao Kui looked much thinner and smaller than Heng Heng, even though they were both just over two years old.
“Xiao Kui calls A-Che ‘Dad,’ not because A-Che and I taught her that. She’s always been very close to A-Che since she was little, probably because she wants a dad like him.” Xiang Zhilan’s eyes reddened as she spoke, and she sniffed. “We’ve been living well for the past two years, and we don’t want anything to change in the future, do you understand?”
Shen Muzhi looked at Xiang Zhilan's face, her eyes reflecting a sincere plea. She put herself and that man together, repeatedly referring to them as "us".
Her meaning couldn't be clearer: she didn't want him to interfere in her life anymore.
He had no room for defense; from anyone's perspective, he was never a good husband or a good father.
Shen Muzhi's eyes slowly lowered as he silently looked at Xiao Kui's face.
The room became quiet, and Xiang Zhilan turned to look at the child.
After a while, Xiang Zhilan suddenly said, "You're not really suited to live here. You should move back as soon as possible."
"Are you worried that I'll be constantly running into that man here, and he might mind?" Shen Muzhi pursed her lips, her tongue feeling bitter, and her bitten lip was also very painful.
Xiang Zhilan did not answer, which was taken as tacit agreement.
Shen Muzhi's face was tense, and his lips were pressed into a thin line.
Suddenly, the doorbell rang, and Shen Muzhi went to open the door.
At this moment, the children woke up, both looking dazed from just waking up.
Xiao Kui reached out for a hug first, and Xiang Zhilan smiled, picked her up, and touched her messy hair.
"Hengheng, let's go home." Xiang Zhilan took Hengheng's hand and led him down.
"Where's Dad?" Hengheng asked Zhilan, tilting his head back without getting out of bed.
Xiang Zhilan was surprised that Hengheng accepted the fact that Shen Muzhi was his father so easily; she had thought she would have to explain it to him at length.
"Daddy's here." Shen Muzhi led Luo Che into the bedroom and picked up Hengheng in his arms.
Luo Che froze for a moment when he entered. Above the headboard of the bed in this bedroom was a wedding photo, with Hengheng calling Shen Muzhi "Dad".
"Daddy..." Xiao Kui called out to Luo Che, twisting her body and stretching out her little arms for him to hug her.
Luo Che snapped out of his daze and smiled gently at Xiao Kui.
Unable to do anything to her, Xiang Zhilan handed Xiao Kui to Luo Che.
Two men, each with a child, and suddenly the atmosphere became somewhat strange.
Xiang Zhilan simply stepped out of the bedroom first. Luo Che glanced at Shen Muzhi, pursed his lips, and carried Xiao Kui out.
Shen Muzhi was the last to leave, and the three of them arrived at Xiang Zhilan's house.
Xiang Zhilan turned to look at Shen Muzhi, took Hengheng from his arms, and said politely, "Thank you for your help today."
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