President Daddy is super strong

Yang Suyun was just about to walk over when the little guy's phone watch rang.

He looked down at the caller and hid in the corner to answer the phone.

Yang Suyun looks at the lonely back of his little grandson, which is a heartache.

But only seven years old children, sensible people some heartache.

She didn't catch up with him, but her concerned eyes followed his thin back.

In the corner, the little guy squatted on the ground and connected to the phone of little Molly.

"Brother Xingxing, you are going to be a brother, do you know?" Little Molly thought he didn't know. She came to share with him happily.

Little star taut little face, the voice is stuffy: "I am in the hospital now."

"Ah, I knew I had Mommy take me with me." Little Molly's tone was quite lost. She also wanted to see her little brother or sister for the first time.

"How do you sleep? I'll tell you the news."

The little guy is in a mess now. He has no idea to chat with her here. He has to go back to the door of the operating room as soon as possible, so that when Mommy comes out, he can see it.

"Well, brother Xingxing, you must tell me at the first time. I want to know whether it's brother or sister." Little Molly said innocently.

"Good." The little guy's voice is a little hoarse. He's really scared.

After hanging up, he immediately stood up and ran to the door of the operating room.

At this time, Mo yanjue's mentality is not much better than his son's, maybe he is more afraid than little star.

It was the first time in his life that he had experienced such a thing, completely at a loss.

On the way from Muqiqi to the hospital, he saw her sweating with pain. He was totally confused. He didn't know what to do except holding her hand tightly.

Directly she was sent to the operating room, he felt like a dream, is so unreal.

Now standing here, waiting left and right, he felt anxious and never felt it.

"Daddy." Little star came to him and gently pulled his fingers.

He looked a little lower and looked at his son deeply.

He slowly squatted down and gently put his son in his arms. At this moment, he suddenly felt a little indebted to his son.

The birth of his son was completely unknown to him. When his mother brought him here, he was more than two months old, so he didn't know what he was like when he was born, let alone experienced the pain of waiting.

"Daddy, Mommy must be OK, right?"

The father and son are so similar in character that everyone in their daily life is cold. When they meet, they are like enemies.

Now in this situation, the two people have become the biggest encouragement and support for each other.

"Mommy's going to be fine. Put it down." Mo yanjue gently raised the corner of his mouth and smiled at his son. He said this to his son and comforted himself in disguise.

He also constantly told himself in the bottom of his heart that Qiqi would be OK and the child would be OK.

The little guy got a positive answer from him. He seemed to be more stable in his heart. He gently put his hand around his neck. He leaned against him like this, but his eyes were still staring at the door of the operating room. They did not blink.

I'm afraid he'll miss something in the blink of an eye.

Mo yanjue looked at his son in his arms and gave him a hearty smoke. He began to reflect on whether he had been too strict with him in recent years?

"How about Qiqi?" When the elevator door opened, sun Zhenzhen and Yang Yilin came running.