Sweet Wife, be Good!

"This is a foreign birth certificate report." Han Dong continued.

He Xiasheng closed his eyes tightly, and his long eyelashes made him feel a little vulnerable, who had always been domineering and arbitrary.

Seeing that he had no objection, Han Dong summed up the information: "At that time, I accompanied Miss Qiao to perform the abortion operation. The operation was performed by a specialized doctor. Here is a detailed record. At that time, the fetus was only about one month old. Just a small embryo."

"Here is the birth certificate of Joe's only child. The birth certificate shows that he was born a year after Miss Qiao went abroad."

A child born only a year after leaving the country, it is certain that it has nothing to do with He Xiasheng, and it cannot be that child.

After Han Dong gathered all the information, he knew why Mr. He had to drink so much alcohol.

It turns out that in the past few years, Miss Qiao gave birth to a new child outside and brought it back!

In this regard, he just wanted to say that he did a good job!

Just have a good baby!

If he is Qiao Jin, it may be difficult to obliterate the damage from that incident.

But seeing He Xiasheng's face pale and the appearance of his whole soul disappearing, Han Dong couldn't help feeling that He was too miserable.

But knowing that there will be such an ending, why did he make such a decision in the first place?

"Mr. He? Mr. He?"

After Han Dong read all the reports, he saw He Xiasheng still closed his eyes. He didn't know if he was asleep or didn't want to face this reality.

Han Dong sighed, remembering that he was also an accomplice at the time, and felt an uncomfortable feeling in his heart.

...

Early the next morning, Jiang Yuche bought breakfast and knocked on Qiao Jin's door.

Qiao Jin said that Xiaoyi was her and his child last night. Although it was just a dodge to fool He Xiasheng, it still made him feel a certain sense of responsibility and closeness.

Xiaoyi was brushing his teeth and ran to open the door when he heard the doorbell.

When he saw Jiang Yuche, his eyes suddenly lit up: "Daddy!"

Yelled loudly.

"Good." Jiang Yuche touched his head.

Qiao Jin was frying bacon. Hearing Xiaoyi's greeting, she walked out: "Xiaoyi, why are you calling someone?"

"Didn't you say that I was Papa's son last night?"

Qiao Jin was a little bit dumbfounded. He thought that Xiaoyi had gone to rest early, but who knew that he still hid behind the door and heard those conversations.

It's also a bit gratifying, since he is so young, he already knows how to protect her.

But how would she explain Jiang Yuche?

Seeing Qiao Jin's embarrassment, Jiang Yuche said with a smile: "It's okay, it's just a title, uncle or whatever, it's the same."

"Then I will call your dad to compare!" Xiaoyi was very happy.

In school and in the community, classmates and friends have their dads, but they don't.

And now, I have it myself.

He looked at Jiang Yuche with a smile: "No wonder you always accompany me to zoos and amusement parks. It turns out that you are my dad!"

Jiang Yuche laughed.

Seeing that he had bought breakfast, Qiao Jin couldn't drive him away, and said, "I happened to be frying bacon and eggs. Let's have breakfast together."

"Good." Jiang Yuche replied steadfastly.

After breakfast, Jiang Yuche was going to the law firm, just in time with the primary school.

"I'll take Xiaoyi over there!"

"Yes, Mommy, let's go by yourself first, you have to catch the subway!"