My Ex-Wife Disappeared for Years and Had My Babies
Chapter 316: 226: He and Tang Shaosheng are Extreme Contrasts

Chapter 316: Chapter 226: He and Tang Shaosheng are Extreme Contrasts

Su Yuecheng only dared to look at her unrestrainedly after she diverted her gaze.

Those secrets, should he keep them forever or confront her with them?

Looking at the daughter in his arms, who shares his blood, would she have to call him uncle as she grows up?

Why had their meeting been in such an unspeakably sinful way?

Why hadn’t he met her earlier, before Tang Shaosheng?

Would the situation now be a different scene?

“Yanyan.”

She turned her head to look at him.

“What do you plan to do in the future?”

Ziyan was taken aback before she explained: in a few days, I want to find some work to do; once I find a suitable house, I’ll move out.

She had imposed on him long enough, owed too much, and moreover, living together made their relationship quite awkward, and it was inconvenient for him.

Su Yuecheng, seeing that she had misunderstood his words, said: “There’s no need to move out. Carey really likes you, and besides, you alone with a child trying to find work will be too much. Just continue to live here.”

But it would be inconvenient for you.

“The house is big enough; one more person is not at all inconvenient. I was just saying, if you find it boring at home, I can help you find a shop nearby where you can continue to run a flower shop.”

Actually, what he wanted to ask was whether she had any plans to find another man or something, but he realized he couldn’t bring himself to ask.

I can go look around the neighborhood myself when I have time; don’t trouble yourself since you are so busy.

Their daughter began to fidget restlessly in his arms, and Ziyan smiled, likely because she was hungry.

Su Yuecheng watched her, such a gentle woman; her voice must also be very pleasant.

“You go upstairs; don’t stay outside in the wind. I’ll cook.”

Ziyan nodded her head and went upstairs with the crying child.

She breastfed while staring out the window lost in thought; a foreign country could never replace the warmth of home, but when would she be able to return?

Su Yuecheng couldn’t help her forever; she felt that during this time, she had become more and more dependent on him. If she suddenly left him, she would probably find many things difficult to get used to.

He was too considerate, meticulous even in the smallest matters.

He was starkly different from Tang Shaosheng; Ziyan was well aware of his virtues. If she were a virtuous girl, perhaps she could rightfully depend on him, but now, in her current state…

Avoidance can’t last a lifetime; now that the child has been born, Tang Shaosheng wouldn’t be cruel enough to harm even the child, especially a daughter, as such families typically prefer sons over daughters; they likely wouldn’t contest with her for the child.

When her vocal cords treatment is finished, she should still return, just to live a good life with her daughter.

She looked down and gently touched her daughter’s plump little face, smiling softly.

During dinner, Dudu was a bit fussy, so Su Yuecheng took Dudu over: “You and Carey go ahead and eat; the food will get cold later.”

“Uncle Cheng, let me hold Dudu; I am not very hungry yet,” Su Yan considerately suggested as she walked over.

“Weren’t you shooting today? Take the rare opportunity to enjoy a quiet meal.”

“I haven’t held Dudu yet, just today I want to hold him for a while.”

Ziyan smiled while Su Yuecheng stooped to hand Dudu over to Su Yan.

The child was steady; he was not worried that he would hurt Dudu.

Holding him, they walked outside for a while, and soon the crying ceased.

Su Yan looked down at the little girl in his arms, her eyes as large and dark as black grapes, reminded him of Su Zhen.

Right, her name is now An’an.

She had texted him the other day saying she had changed her name, complaining about having to relearn how to write it.

The image of her pouting and muttering in annoyance surfaced in his mind, and he couldn’t help but curl the corners of his mouth; his dark eyes revealing a hint of blue, also became clear.

The next day, Su Yuecheng entrusted Dudu to his colleague at the Hospital and took Ziyan for treatment.

“Start with some medication to stimulate the vocal cords, and since she hasn’t spoken for so long, she needs to overcome her inner fear first, do more vocal exercises; the possibility of producing sounds again is quite high.”

Su Yuecheng listened intently to every word, remembering every detail clearly.

After explaining everything, his friend glanced at Ziyan, teasing Su Yuecheng: “Are you married?”

Su Yuecheng smiled and, without explanation, said: “My patient has waited a while; I need to go.”

“Yeah, go on.” Watching the retreating figures of Su Yuecheng safeguarding Ziyan, he added, “She’s a fine girl.”

Su Yuecheng smiled, glanced sideways at Ziyan, who was slightly bowing her head, yet he could see the blush on her cheeks.