my guardian Mr. Bo

Chapter 1123 Starting today, I am your father!

Although it was because of the man's first aid, when he rushed over and cried and pushed her away to help the man, he still suffered a heavy blow to the bottom of his heart.

And in fact.

What the man said just now echoed in his mind.

He said that the child was adopted, and they obtained the certificate in order to meet the conditions for adoption. He said that they had no such relationship.

But Rong Bei was still heartbroken.

Even if they don't have that kind of relationship, and the son doesn't belong to Qin Shuangshuang, but she still has that kind of relationship in a certain name, isn't she his?

Doesn't she only belong to him! ?
Even in name, he doesn't allow it! ? But thinking of what he said to her that he had scolded and humiliated before, Rong Bei felt annoyed and hated in his heart, but he was still not reconciled.

She just lied to herself. She never told herself such a big thing. She kept saying that she loved herself, but did she ever tell herself this! ?Can all this be his fault!
It's just that Rong Bei's face became even more depressed when he thought about the harsh words he scolded her before!
When Rong Bei was struggling with resentment, he unknowingly walked back to the door of the ward.

Inside he heard faint crying, and a small voice called Daddy and Mommy.

For some reason, Rong Bei's heart suddenly ached.

Not only because the child's mother is Qin Shuangshuang, but not his father, but also because of the sound of his sobbing inside, as if he was desperate, as if he was afraid that he would be abandoned and let him be freed.

It was as if, a long, long time ago, he was locked in a small dark room, never seeing the light of day, lonely and desperate...

Rong Bei slowly stretched out his hand and opened the door of the ward from the outside.

The little boy inside who was holding the door was leaning out with tears in his eyes, wanting to come out.

He is still so small.

He was wearing a plaid shirt and denim overalls. When he got out of it, he was not as high as his thighs. Even if he wanted to see himself, he had to raise his head very high.

Hang Hang's eyes were red and teary, his soft and smooth black hair, fair and beautiful face, all of a sudden broke into Rong Bei's sight.

Xiao Hang Hang is only three years old, and Rong Bei is 26 years old.

The moment they opened the door, they looked at each other. Rong Bei had never been in contact with such a child before. He opened the door, but he was at a loss.

When Hang Hang saw him stunned for a moment, he seemed a little scared, but seeing him blocking the door like this and not letting him go out, he immediately pursed his lips, held back his tears and asked him, "Uncle, did you see my daddy?" Where is Mommy?"

Rong Bei's lips moved, but he didn't know how to speak.

Is this little guy the adopted child of that girl?
He slowly squatted down his slender body, looked him up and down carefully, and then said: "From today on, I will be your father."

Hang Hang was a little confused, sobbed, and asked in a hoarse voice, "Uncle, Lao Tzu... what is it...?"

Rong Bei: "..."

The corners of his eyes twitched faintly, he took a deep breath, wiped the tears off his face as if he didn't know how to control his strength, and explained to him seriously, "It's your daddy, I said, Lao Tzu From now on it will be your father, do you understand this time?"

As soon as this remark came out, Hang Hang twitched his mouth and shook his head with tears in his eyes, and said seriously, "No need uncle, Hang Hang has a father."

Rong Bei: "..."

My heart was hit immediately.

　Fu Zai: Haha, the back is so touching, woo woo woo.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)