Chapter 632

Before shaoyunchen replied, Lu Yao suddenly frowned, and then he grabbed his arm with one hand and shouted, "husband, it seems to be coming."

"Come on, come on..." Few men are so flustered, the forehead blue tendons almost instantly burst up, "you don't rush, breathe smoothly, I let people call doctors to come."

Maybe I heard my father cut him out, but in about half an hour, the little guy started to be restless.

When song ran arrived at the hospital, he saw an action bed pushed into the maternity room.

The long corridor was echoed with the voice of the woman's insidious hissing. The man ran after him all the way, and was scolded by Lu Yao at the door. "Don't come in, don't come in!"

Lu Yao knows how terrible a woman looks like to have children. She doesn't want shaoyunchen to witness this scene.

Not long, Shao and Lu mother also rushed to come.

Outside the production room, the man who has always been meticulous is now full of anxiety, the suit is folded, the shirt neckline is arbitrarily torn apart, a pair of dark and deep eyes only stare at the door of the production room.

The two old people nearby also tightened their eyebrows, and they were turning around in the narrow space, so anxious as ants on the hot pot, they hit each other without attention.

Song ran stood far away, and looked at the scene.

She felt in a trance that the world before her was split, and that between her and the group not far away, there was an insurmountable gap. She also at this time suddenly understood that the real child, should be such a scene.

Children should belong to a family, not a specific independent individual.

And she song ran, perhaps this life will not experience that joy.

Just like this, the mobile phone in her pocket suddenly rang. She took out and looked at it. A word came out of the information interface.

"Ten hours later, go back to Kyoto. Where are you? I want to see you. "

The information number has no comment, but it is self-evident who will send this information.

I wonder if it was touched by the current scene. Song ran went back to the past three words for the first time, without pretending to ignore it, but not lightly and lightly, "see Kyoto."

Looking at the message received prompt, the woman lightly tick lip a smile, the heart bottom is rare calm.

I remember that in the middle of the night, I received a picture on my mobile phone. It was the man standing in front of the tombstone, and his face was painful and complicated.

Now, when she recalled this scene, she suddenly wanted to laugh.

At the time, the man who sent her this picture asked her in French, "is that ok? Are you going to keep it from you? "

She smiled softly, "at least not the time."

Song ran stood in the hospital corridor for a while in silence. After the thoughts came together, he finally chose not to disturb the atmosphere that should have belonged to Shao family.

She took the gift and went to the nurse's desk, and asked her with a smile, "please give me the gift to miss Luyao in Room 302."

The young nurse hurriedly registered, nodded down, and went far away, and then he stabbed the elbow of her companion excitedly. "Ah, see, this sister's smile looks so charming."

The companion heard that, from a pile of documents and materials, he looked at the back of the back and tore it down mercilessly. "So you promised to deliver the goods for others, which is not in conformity with the regulations."

-- this fashion is on the way to the airport for its foreign single Rao.

His eyes were full of tiredness, his body leaning against the window, watching the neon shining on the streets in the morning, and the whole man wilted like a frosted eggplant.

Yan Hao sitting next to him, with a thick black eye, asked, shaking his body: "young master, are you not sleepy?"

"Not sleepy." Single Rao eyes, the third press on the palm of the mobile phone screen.

The news just sent out, although also has been ready for the sea, but this time did not know why, but it seems to be more nervous than before.

Is it because, finally, knows who that bastard is?

Just as he was thinking about it, the mobile phone suddenly "buzzing" shook two times, which shocked him and stood up like a spring.

Quickly open the screen, stare at the three words of the message reply interface, thinking that they are dreaming.

He blinked, and mumbled the three words several times. Finally, he pestiled his mobile phone to Yanhao and said, "read it to me again."

Yan Hao looked at his young master in a helpless and fearful manner, slowly spit out three words: "Beijing, all, see."

Then, I felt my head was held tight, and shook it hard for a few times. When he was shaking his head paste, he was twice beaten.

"Young master..." He was full of grievances, and he shrunk near the door.

Shan Rao, however, was not aware of it. He asked the driver sitting in front of him with a question he didn't know very well. "Look, my girlfriend has returned my news..."Yan Hao, on one side, looks at him with the same eyes as a neuropathy.

He had to recall the lonely look on the man's face a few hours ago, so he reminded him, "young master, have you forgotten the purpose of your coming here?"

A few hours ago, Shan Rao, according to Yan Hao's investigation, went all the way to an independent cemetery. At last, he looked down at the man's photo on the tombstone and asked, "this is the son of a bitch?"

Yan Hao turned his head aside and nodded his head carefully.

Seeing that Shan Rao was still unbelievable, he seriously analyzed: "Miss Song must have thought clearly about her child's blood before surrogacy. It is said that Mr. Howard has three-quarters of domestic blood, is a gifted physicist, and has excellent intelligence quotient. In addition, he died prematurely and had no family members. The sperm he donated earlier should be the most suitable one for her There is no doubt about that. "

Shan Rao frowned at his words.

Of course he knew it was not questionable.

But --

staring at the life introduction of a man in the picture, he always feels uncomfortable, "if he is still alive, how old would he be now?"

Yan Hao frowned at the speech, broke his fingers and counted them carefully. Finally, he hung down his head and said, "it's over fifty..."

Before coming out of the cemetery, the man couldn't help looking back.

At first, I was worried that if the father of the child was a living, strong man with fine blood, what would he like to compete with others? Unexpectedly, his imaginary rival in love had gone to the ground ten years ago.

After thinking about it, it suddenly dawned on me that this kind of behavior was very elegant.

However, it took Shan Rao a night to convince himself that no matter who the father of the child is, he will never change his mind towards song ran.

Of course, if he could, he would like to have their own baby with her.

But as soon as this idea came out of the man's heart, he began to be irrepressibly excited, inexplicably confident that the day would come sooner or later.

Even if Yan Hao threw cold water on him, he still kept his enthusiasm.

For example, at this moment, song Ran's simple message reply will make the driver mistakenly think that he has made a successful proposal and keep saying "Congratulations".

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