She didn't move for a long time, and the bitterness in her heart was hard to describe. Tong Ran covered her face with her hands and felt the trembling of her fingertips. Although she never liked this child, her motherhood was born. Sometimes she couldn't sleep at night. When she reached out and touched her lower abdomen, she seemed to feel her baby talking to her.

Can such a young child be in love with her?

But whenever she wanted to speak or say a few words to the baby, the word Luo Xiao came to her mind and she would instantly withdraw her hand.

I have never experienced this feeling and I don’t know how painful it will be.

Suddenly, the door of the waiting room was pushed open,

Tong Ran took a deep breath, and hesitation was useless. Since she had made a decision, she would do it. She stood up, holding the hospital gown in her hand, "Sorry, I haven't..."

Bang!

The door of the waiting room was thrown up hard.

Tong Ran raised her head and met the man's sinister eyes.

She was stunned.

Mo Nanjue strode in and reached out to hold her wrist, "Are you brave enough to gain weight?"

“…”

Tong Ran then realized, "Why are you..."

"You forgot what I said last night?" Mo Nanjue's face was gloomy, and the pressure was so overwhelming that the person couldn't breathe, "You have to be angry with me, right?"

Tong Ran was caught by him and her wrist hurt. She tried hard to shake off his hand, and her emotions burst out inexplicably, "Don't worry!"

"I don't care who cares about you?" Mo Nanjue pressed her against the snow-white wall and supported her with both hands. "Do you know you're afraid?"

"Of course I'm afraid," Tong Ran raised her head, her nose turned red, "I'm afraid that the child will be born, I'm afraid that you will see him!"

"I'm not afraid of what you are afraid of?" Mo Nanjue lowered his head, and his nose confronted her. The coldness in his eyes was shocking. "Tong Ran, you don't remember what I said, right? Well, I'll tell you again today. No matter who this child belongs to me, whether it's mine or Luo Xiao's, as long as he is in your Tong Ran's belly, I, Mo Nanjue, is his father, do you understand?"

Tong Ran reached out to cover her mouth, and Mo Nanjue pulled her hand down and pressed it on the wall. He stared into her eyes, "I'm asking you, do you understand?"

Tong Ran sobbed non-stop, she shook her head, "I don't understand, I don't want to make you uncomfortable..."

"Who said I was feeling uncomfortable?" Mo Nanjue pinched her jaw, "Which eye did you see it?"

"Mo Nanjue," Tong Ran looked at him, and the water was floating in her eyes, "He is Luo Xiao's child, can you really accept it? If he is born, it is hard to guarantee that he will ask in the future, and he will not be like you when he grows up. Others will definitely gossip, he will definitely hear it..."

"Whoever dares to say it, I will break someone's leg," Mo Nanjue pressed his finger against her lips, and his thin lips fell to her ear, "Tong Ran, I promise that when the child is born, I will treat him well, believe me..."

"I believe..." Tong Ran kept shaking her head. She suddenly reached out and hugged his neck, hugging him all the time. "But, Mo Nanjue, I don't want to give birth to you because you will be nice to him. I don't want you to suffer this loss. I want to give birth to a child for you, our child belongs to us..."

"No loss," Mo Nanjue hugged her tightly, pressed her head on his chest, and he took her earlobe in his mouth, "You are my woman, your child is mine, everything about you is mine, how can I suffer?"
Chapter completed!