Domineering cute baby: president daddy, you devil!

A sigh of relief, has been tight nerves can finally relax, Tang Xin went to his family, showing a sweet and brilliant smile.

"Am I great?" With a smile on his face at this time full of a meaning - come to praise me.

Song Qinbei rubbed her head, "yes, you are the best, hard."

"My baby daughter is not the best. I don't know who's the best or whose daughter it is."

A group of people laughed. Fu Jinnian stood beside them and looked at them. His heart suddenly emptied. However, without waiting for him to be sad, Sheng Liancheng knocked him on the shoulder. "My heart asked you, why didn't you answer?"

"Heart is the best, of course."

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"Well, everyone has been working hard all day. Let's go back and have a rest early."

Farewell to everyone, Tang Xin takes song Qinbei's arm, two children stand beside them, deftly nestle in their side.

Just as he was about to leave, song Qinbei suddenly stopped and covered his chest with a trace of pain on his face.

Tang Xin immediately panicked, "Qinbei, what's the matter with you?"

The people nearby also forgot to come and gathered around one after another.

"Come on, call an ambulance!"

Song Qinbei has been covering his heart. Tang Xin is very upset when he thinks that the doctor said that he almost died last time.

Fortunately, she was not alone this time, with Sheng Liancheng and Fu Jinnian.

Looking at her red eyes to cry, song Qinbei wants to comfort her, but his heart seems to be seized by a hand, and he can't say it at all.

A group of people followed to the hospital in panic. Tang Xin was red eyed and couldn't say a word. He stared at the door of the emergency room and held the two children.

"Xin'er, it's OK. You have to believe in Qinbei."

"Yes, Xin'er, song Qinbei is very lucky."

She couldn't hear a word of comfort in her ear. Her right eyelid was jumping all the time. She always felt that something bad was going to happen.

Finally, the doctor opened the door of the emergency room.

Tang Xin stands up abruptly, "doctor, how is my husband?"

"It's nothing serious. It's just the sequela of the last operation." The doctor's words let people breathe a sigh of relief, the next second, "but..." this sentence let their heart up again.

"It's the first time we've seen Mr. Song's sequelae, so we need to have a further examination, and then we need to come over regularly for examination."

"Yes, thank you, doctor."

It's really a relief to know that he's OK.

After a whole day of worrying, Tang felt relieved. He hugged the two children in his arms tightly and smelled the smell of them. Then he regained his mind.

Sheng Liancheng squatted down, hugged the three of them and sighed, "it's OK. Let's go and have a rest."

"Dad, take your two children to have a rest. I'm here to watch."

Although Sheng Liancheng is not very happy, but think of two people's feelings, sighed, can only agree.

Tang Xin looks at Song Qinbei, who is sleeping quietly in the hospital bed. He reaches out his hand and carefully depicts his eyebrows and eyes.

Song Qinbei, who is asleep, is not as cold as usual. He is especially soft. He has a more beautiful face than most of the male artists in the entertainment industry. At this time, because his eyes are closed, he is a bit more handsome.

Looking at him, Tang Xin thinks of the danger of these times, reaches out his hand and grabs his palm tightly under the quilt.

Warm slender and generous, every time when they need to reach out to her.