Fresh and tender little Tianhou: Uncle, hold me tight!

Chapter 472 Let go, she is tired

Every parent will feel that their child is cute and willing to give everything for him.

Meng Yinyin and Song Tingyue felt the same way.

Holding a child is like holding the whole world, and the child is their whole world.

Meng Yinyin has already chosen a name for the child.

In the United States, the doctor will inform the baby's gender during the birth check, so she can prepare in advance.

Meng Qiyou, pray for God to bless you.

Her children must bear her last name.

"Qiyou, I am mother, your mother."

Thinking of the pain of giving birth to a baby, Meng Yinyin still has lingering fears.

She could barely hold on.

But thinking that the baby would suffocate, she almost drained every cell of her strength.

Seeing that the baby is well, the big stone in my heart fell to the ground.

She touched the child's little hand, her eyes glowed red.

Song Tingyue hugged her and the child, and kissed her forehead over and over again: "Thank you, thank you, my wife has worked hard..."

Hearing Song Tingyue calling his wife, Meng Yinyin's heart trembled.

She raised her head and looked at him: "Song Tingyue, take some time and go get a divorce. It's a real divorce, not a fake one!"

Leng Muran has already told her that the divorce certificate is fake, and she and Song Tingyue haven't divorced yet.

Long-term pain is worse than short-term pain, and divorce is the best way out.

Song Tingyue's heart ached when Meng Yinyin filed for divorce just after having a child.

His handsome face was cold and his eyes were firm: "I don't agree to divorce."

"When I see you, I will think of my grandpa. I am really in pain. Don't torture me, okay?"

Meng Yinyin looked at Song Tingyue with pleading eyes: "If you love me, let me go, please!"

Song Tingyue looked at Meng Yinyin because of the sadness in her eyes.

He didn't know her pain and struggle.

"Song Tingyue, let go, I'm really tired."

Song Tingyue stretched out his hand and gently wiped away the tears on Meng Yinyin's face.

"Okay!" He replied loudly, exhausting all his strength.

"Thank you."

Meng Yinyin was relieved.

She looked at the child in her arms, and said quietly: "You can visit the child once a week, and when the child is older, you can also take him out to play, but please don't take him away from me."

"Ah."

No matter what request Meng Yinyin made, Song Tingyue would agree unconditionally.

He has only one wish, that she live well and regain her smile.

Because it was a normal delivery, Meng Yinyin only stayed in the hospital for one day before packing up and going home.

The snow on the road has been completely cleared. Song Tingyue drove her and the child carefully while driving.

Su Ziqing arrived at the hospital in the morning, hugging her grandson tightly, fearing that Song Tingyue would snatch her away.

After sending Meng Yinyin home, Song Ting wanted to enter the house more, but Su Ziqing blocked the door.

"Please go back. People with the surname Song are not welcome in our family."

Su Ziqing looked at Song Tingyue vigilantly, like an old hen protecting the chicks.

Song Tingyue said: "I want to see the child again."

"Haven't you seen enough in the hospital for a day?"

Su Ziqing warned him seriously: "This is a child of our Meng family. It has nothing to do with your Song family. Don't try to set your mind on the child. If you dare to snatch the child, I will fight you hard."

Su Ziqing has always been full of hostility towards Song Tingyue. She doesn't like this son-in-law from the bottom of her heart, and she even hates her daughter's in-laws who insult her daughter.

"Don't worry, Auntie, I won't rob the child."

Song Tingyue watched Meng Yinyin carry the child up the stairs, then turned and left in a lonely way.

(End of this chapter)