My Ex-Wife Disappeared for Years and Had My Babies
Chapter 315: 225: Tang Ge's Son

Chapter 315: Chapter 225: Tang Ge’s Son

The phone at dawn was blaring, disturbing the man and woman in deep slumber in each other’s embrace.

“Answer the phone!” Jin Qiu said impatiently.

“It’s your phone.”

Groggily opening her eyes, she reached for the phone by her pillow: “Hello…”

“May I ask if you know Tang Ge?” It was a quite polite woman’s voice.

Hearing “Tang Ge,” Jin Qiu subconsciously wanted to say she didn’t know him, but before she could speak, the voice on the other end continued: “Mr. Tang Ge has been in a car accident and died on the scene. Please contact his family and come to the hospital.”

Jin Qiu suddenly lost all drowsiness, sat up in shock, and couldn’t believe what she was hearing: “What?!… Dead?”

The woman’s voice on the other end repeated calmly, the name of the deceased, the location of the hospital…

Jin Qiu sat on the bed in a daze, Yang Zijing got up and asked, “What happened?”

“Tang Ge… is dead…”

Before Yang Zijing could utter words of comfort, she herself laughed bitterly, “What does it have to do with me… They should be calling Xue Shan…”

Picking up the phone in a daze, her laugh looked uglier than crying.

Holding the phone, she realized she didn’t have Xue Shan’s contact, felt helpless suddenly, and started crying with her face covered…

Yang Zijing got out of bed: “He handed her a set of clothes, ‘Get dressed; I’ll take you there.'”

He had no reason to be jealous of a dead man; it was better to help her resolve the knot in her heart by taking her to see for herself.

On the way to the hospital, Jin Qiu also informed Tang Ge’s parents by phone.

By the time they arrived at the hospital, it was just past six in the morning.

Tang Ge’s parents were already there; Mrs. Tang was wailing uncontrollably, while Mr. Tang stood by, indifferent, and even somewhat impatient in his expression.

“Why cry? It’s better than living with such disgrace!”

“Our son is gone and you still talk like that!”

“And is your crying any use?”

The two were arguing fiercely, and in a fit of rage, Mrs. Tang even proposed divorce, to which Mr. Tang walked away saying, “Divorce then!”

Jin Qiu stood at a distance watching, feeling distressed by the sight of a once happy family now falling apart.

Jin Qiu stood at a distance watching.

“Aren’t you going to take a look?” Yang Zijing asked.

Jin Qiu remained silent for a while, “Forget it… It has nothing to do with me.”

Yang Zijing looked down at her, “If you want to go, then go.”

Jin Qiu turned around, “Why should I go? He betrayed me. This is heaven’s way of seeking revenge for me…”

Yang Zijing didn’t speak; as she uttered these harsh words, tears kept falling. No matter how tough she acted, her heart was still soft. For a girl, the word “death” inherently carried much sorrow.

“Let’s go back… I still have to work.”

“Are you sure?”

She wiped away her tears, head down as if fleeing: “What’s there to be sure of? So many people die every day, am I supposed to go see each one?”

Yang Zijing sighed softly, “Let’s go.”

However, just a few steps away, the phone rang again, the same number as before.

“I’ll answer it,” Yang Zijing said with a raised eyebrow.

Jin Qiu passed him the phone, not wanting to deal with it.

“Have you arrived at the hospital? We found that Mr. Tang Ge and Miss Xue Shan were husband and wife, and now Miss Xue Shan is in the outside hospital giving birth, and the situation is not good. Please come over.”

Yang Zijing turned to look at Jin Qiu and asked, “Which hospital?”

After the voice on the other end provided the location, Yang Zijing acknowledged with a “hmm” and hung up, then told Jin Qiu, “His wife is giving birth in this hospital, and the situation… seems not so good.”

Jin Qiu’s expression stiffened, then twisted into a bitter smile, “Ha ha… Karma! This is their retribution!”

Yang Zijing knew she was putting up a front and took her to the delivery room…

“Are you the family of Xue Shan?”

“Sorry, the pregnant woman is in poor condition, and due to severe bleeding, she didn’t make it…”

Jin Qiu turned her head away, her tears falling. Why should she cry for these two people? Weren’t their deaths supposed to settle the hatred in her heart?

“And the child?” Knowing Jin Qiu’s complicated feelings at the moment, Yang Zijing asked on her behalf.

“The child is still in the incubator, not yet out of danger.”

Jin Qiu tugged at Yang Zijing to turn away, muttering, “Their child, what does that have to do with us? Let’s not meddle.”

The doctor was willing to abandon the baby quickly stated, “The child has a good chance of survival, but it does require some expenses.”

Yang Zijing stopped, while Jin Qiu covered her face and ran off.

“Doctor, money is not the problem,” he said, and turned to chase after Jin Qiu.

He knew, if the child died too, this woman would probably feel guilty; after all, she wasn’t one to be completely heartless.

A week passed.

The premature baby required a large sum of money initially, so Xue Shan’s parents and Tang Ge’s father all didn’t want the child.

Jin Qiu knew that Yang Zijing went to the hospital every day to check on the child and kept paying for the treatment.

That day after work, Jin Qiu sneaked into the hospital alone. Through the incubator, she watched the tiny red body inside, the tiny hands moving slightly, able to open its eyes now, a boy.

No matter how much she hated Tang Ge and Xue Shan, they were gone now, and hate was pointless, not to mention the child was innocent. Naturally, she couldn’t be heartless enough not to help, but what kind of feelings should she harbor towards this child?

The son of her ex-boyfriend and his mistress, such an awkward situation.

“You said it’s none of your business, didn’t you?”

Jin Qiu turned her head and saw Yang Zijing standing behind her. Seeing that it was him, she gave no response and turned her head back to quietly watch the child in the incubator.

Yang Zijing held her waist and smiled, “See, you’re soft-hearted after all.”

The visiting nurse smiled when she saw them and said, “You’re here. The child’s bodily functions are gradually normalizing, and all organs have improved. After observing for another two nights, if there are no accidents, he can be discharged.”

Jin Qiu turned her head and looked at him with some distress, frowning, “After he’s discharged, will you take care of him?”

Yang Zijing smiled, “If you want to take care of him, do so. If not, just find a trash bin and throw him away.”

Jin Qiu muttered, “You’ve spent so much money to save him, what a waste to throw him away…”

Yang Zijing just smiled without saying a word, knowing that she just needed an excuse to step down.

Naturally, he wasn’t willing to take care of someone else’s son, but if he really did nothing, his woman would probably not sleep well at night.

“Should we have one of our own?”

“No… you have no restraint at all! And we haven’t even gotten the marriage certificate yet, I need a ticket before I board!”

“Let’s buy the ticket tomorrow.”

“Tomorrow is Saturday.”

“Oh, you’re keeping track of the days, huh? You’ve been plotting against me for a while, haven’t you?”

…

After returning, Jin Qiu talked to Su Nian and Wei Lan about her decision to adopt the child, and they said that she was accumulating virtue!

Even if the parents had committed unspeakable sins, the child was innocent. Moreover, losing parents at birth was already pitiable enough.

On Sunday, the child could be discharged, and both Su Nian and Wei Lan went to the hospital with her.

When Jin Qiu held the soft baby for the first time, she couldn’t help but smile, feeling an odd joy. She couldn’t find it in her heart to dislike such an adorable child.

Su Zhen climbed onto Su Nian, wanting to be held by her, when Shen Hanxiu immediately lifted Su Zhen into his arms, “Mom can’t hold you now.”

Su Zhen curiously glanced at the baby in Jin Qiu’s arms and asked, puzzled, “Why?”

“Because Mom has a little sister in her belly.”

Su Zhen looked at Su Nian’s belly and pouted, a picture of grievance, “Does Mom having a little sister mean she doesn’t want me anymore?”

“You’re so cute, how could she not want you? Mom is just bored of you, so she’s having a little sister to play with you.”

Only then did Su Zhen’s expression change, and with a smile, she said, “Yeah! Su Bao is not fun at all, always ignoring me. When the little sister comes out, we’ll throw away Su Bao.”

Su Bao just stood quietly to the side, looking too mature for his age.

“So, is the one Sister Qiuqiu is holding also a little sister?”

Jin Qiu responded with a smile, “It’s a little brother. When he grows up, he can play with you.”

Su Zhen bent down to grab the baby boy’s hand sweetly, “My name is Shen Yian, what’s your name?”

Jin Qiu turned to look at Yang Zijing, “Right, he doesn’t have a name yet!”

“Just pick any name,” he said indifferently. After all, it wasn’t his child, and he added, “He can’t have the surname Yang.”

Jin Qiu then said with a beaming smile, “His name will be Tang Qinghong! I had already picked out the name when I was with him before.”

If only…

Yang Zijing sourly said, “Tonight, I’ll come up with a hundred names for our child! Until I’m satisfied!”

Su Nian teased, holding Su Bao’s hand, “We’ll talk about it when there’s movement in the belly.”

Jin Qiu was suddenly taken aback, “Right! I…I haven’t had my period this month yet!”

Yang Zijing froze, glancing at her belly.

“Accompany me to get it checked quickly!”

Wei Lan pushed Yang Zichen, “You go hold the child, get some practice in.”

Yang Zichen looked indifferent at first, but as he stepped forward, he pretended to be an expert. Yet when he held the child, his actions became unnatural, as if afraid that the soft baby would fall, holding him gingerly.

Jin Qiu dragged Yang Zijing towards the inside of the hospital, “Walk slower! Are you even a woman?”

“If you admit you’ve come out, then I’ll admit I’m not a woman.”

Watching their bickering figures, Su Nian laughed and said, “Let’s go make a restaurant reservation first? They can join us later.”

United Kingdom.

A woman in a long dress sat in a garden surrounded by flowers and plants, cradling a fair and tender baby.

Through the wrought-iron fence of the yard, she saw a black sedan driving by outside.

The woman smiled, stood up with the baby, and went to the door to meet him.

Holding the baby made it inconvenient for her to use sign language, so she just smiled at the man.

Used to their silent interactions, the man stepped forward and took the baby from her hands, asking, “Feeling better today?”

The woman nodded and then gestured: The medicine you prescribed made me feel much better.

“Let’s go for a checkup tomorrow then.”

The woman cast her eyes down, hesitated, and then raised her hand: Maybe we shouldn’t go… I’m feeling well as it is, and I’ve gotten used to it.

“Don’t you want to hear your voice again?”

The woman fell silent, a mix of anticipation and fear in her eyes.

Speaking again was something she hadn’t dared to hope for.

“Don’t be afraid, let’s try. You’ll have to teach the child to speak in the future.”

Looking at the child in the man’s arms, the woman smiled and then gently nodded, agreeing.