Tang Jiyang originally wanted to ask her why she didn't become a doctor. After all, if Zhou Han is the best graduate of the Medical University, his grades have always been the first in the department.

However, Zhou Hanruo's expression on his face was a little hesitant, he looked hesitant, his voice was very low, and he said whimperingly: "I, I gave birth to our child."

After she finished speaking, she seemed to have fallen into death silence in an instant, and even Tang Jiyang's voice could not be heard.

Zhou Hanruo took the risk of giving birth to a child and she never thought it was wrong.

But she gave birth to the child and kept it from him for three years, which was a bit unreasonable.

Zhou Hanruo took a deep breath and looked at him with a little careful look.

Tang Jiyang's face was never deeper, and his black pupils were dimming slightly.

But his body was motionless, as stiff as a petrified statue.

Zhou Hanruo reached out to put his arm around his waist and gently leaned his head against him, "Sorry, Jiyang, I didn't listen to you, I didn't have surgery.

Teacher Chu said that the child has a 50% chance of survival, and I want to bet once.

Look, I won the bet, right?”

Tang Jiyang hugged her tightly, pressing her chin against her forehead, rubbing gently and affectionately.

"Don't say 'sorry', it's me that I'm sorry for you, Xiaozhou, I'm sorry, I'm really sorry."

Tang Jiyang's voice was slightly more swallowed.

If he knew that was the case, he would never keep any bullshit promises and let her suffer alone abroad.

"You didn't feel sorry for me, I know, you are doing it for my own good.

Born to the child is my own choice. Everything I bear is really nothing to do with you.”

"How could your business have nothing to do with me?"

Tang Jiyang murmured hoarsely.

They hugged each other quietly. After a brief silence, Tang Jiyang asked in a hoarse voice, "Is it a boy or a girl?"

"Boy, two and a half years old."

Zhou Hanruo said.

"Where is he?"

"He and Qiqi are staying in the hotel for the time being."

Zhou Hanruo answered.

"You put our children in a hotel?"

Tang Jiyang frowned and looked at her.

"I thought you were going to marry another woman, but I was afraid that you would be embarrassed, so I didn't tell you.

I can't take him back to the Zhou family, I don't have any other real estate."

Zhou Hanruo pouted and said.

"Where is he?"

After Tang Jiyang finished speaking, he pulled her out of the restaurant, grabbed the car keys and was about to go out, almost unable to wait to see the child.

Zhou Hanruo mentioned the hotel address. Tang Jiyang almost rushed over. The car was very fast. Zhou Hanruo was sitting in the passenger seat. Because the car was too fast, the scenery that kept regressing outside the window became a little blurred.

Fortunately, I have missed the morning rush hour at work, otherwise, Tang Shao’s speed would easily cause traffic accidents.

The car stopped at the hotel door, and Tang Jiyang threw the key to the hotel's security, pulled Zhou Hanruo and quickly walked into the elevator.

The elevator stopped on the designated floor, and Tang Jiyang didn't know which room, so after walking out of the elevator, Zhou Hanruo pulled him and stepped through the soft carpet in the corridor. Finally, he stopped in front of a room.

Zhou Hanruo reached out and rang the doorbell.

In this kind of high-end hotel, the people inside can see the people at the door through the video phone.

When Xie Qiqi saw that it was Zhou Hanruo outside the door, he immediately opened the door.

After the door opened, Xie Qiqi leaned against the door on one side, wrapped his arms around his chest to block the door, his eyes fell on Tang Jiyang, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his lips, "Yeah, Young Master Tang is here, I wonder what's the price to do?"

Tang Jiyang pursed his thin lips tightly and remained silent.

Zhou Hanruo sighed lightly, reached out to hold Xie Qiqi, walked into the room with her in his arms, and asked, "Where is Tongtong?"

"I just had breakfast and had fun with Sister Li."

Xie Qiqi answered.

Without Xie Qiqi blocking the door, the door had already been moved open, but Tang Jiyang was still standing outside the door, his dark eyes were hidden very deeply.

At this time, he should have a feeling similar to being close to homesickness.

Tang Jiyang ran all the way, unable to wait to see him and Xiaozhou's children. However, he really stood at the door. He knew that his children were in this room, separated by a door. For some reason, he suddenly felt his legs become very heavy.

"Jiyang."

Zhou Hanruo turned around and called him.

Tang Jiyang then came to his senses, stepped out his heavy legs and walked into the house.

The room in this hotel is a suite, with two bedrooms connected to the living room.

Once you enter the door, you can see the traces of the child.

On the sofa are cartoon pillows and big plush toys, as well as several cartoon picture books, and a fairy tale book spread out, which is Hoffman's fairy tale "The Nutcracker".

Building blocks and cars were scattered on the carpet, and dual-purpose drawing boards were supported on the window, with the simplest Chinese characters and numbers written on it.

The child is not in the living room, he should be in the bedroom, and the tender childish voice is vaguely heard in the bedroom.

Tang Jiyang stood in the center of the living room, just as he was about to walk towards the room, a small figure suddenly ran out of the room, and Sister Li followed him.

When Tang Jiyang saw the child running out, he almost subconsciously walked over and reached out to pick him up from the ground.

The little guy was suddenly hugged, and he was still a strange man. He seemed very unhappy. His little body kept twisting and struggling, and his little hands were still waving on Tang Jiyang's chest.

The Tang family has no children, and Tang Jiyang has few contacts with relatives and friends.

Therefore, it was the first time he had hugged such a young child in his life. His posture was very stiff and the child was not cooperative, so he almost couldn't hold him.

Tang Jiyang wanted to say something and tried to appease the little guy.

But the sound seemed to be stuck in the throat and could not be made at all.

"Birds, birds, birds..." Tongtong's beautiful little face wrinkled into a ball. She kept saying while struggling, looking very anxious.

"What?"

Tang Jiyang was full of confusion and didn't understand the child's meaning at all.

Mr. Tang is proficient in several languages, but he is unable to communicate with his son. If he speaks it out, he will probably be laughed at to death.

He was trying hard to understand the little guy's meaning, and suddenly he felt a sensation of dampness on his legs, and a heat flow slowly, and his lower body was almost wet.

This little guy actually urinated! It turned out that the little guy was not talking about "birds", but "peeing". Tongtong wet her pants and felt aggrieved. Her little mouth pursed and she cried at the top of her throat. Her crying was deafening, as if she had suffered a huge grievance.

Who would have thought that on the way to the bathroom, he would be stopped by an inexplicable big guy, causing him to wet his pants.

He hasn't peed his pants for more than a year, and today he is so embarrassing.

When the child cried, Tang Jiyang's body became even stiffer, and he coaxed in a hurry: "Don't cry, don't cry, it's okay."

At this time, he didn't care about his pants that were wet by the little guy, and he was determined to coax the child, and he seemed very helpless.

If Mingcheng saw this scene, he would definitely not be able to help asking: Mr. Tang has a cleanliness obsession! What about the cleanliness obsession that he had agreed?

They were all washed away by urine!
Chapter completed!