help!My wife doesn't love wealthy families, she wants to divorce

"Rou Rou, you don't really believe her nonsense, do you?"

Aunt Zhou still felt that Zhou Lili was not trustworthy.

Xia Rou twitched the corners of her mouth, "What good does it do her to spend so much effort deceiving me?"

Moreover, whether she believes it or not is actually not that important.

In the afternoon, good news came from the pediatrician.

Little Treasure can come out of the incubator and return to his mother.

Looking at her thin and small son wrapped in the quilt, with a darker complexion, and thinking of the contribution this child has made for her sister, Xia Rou felt extremely guilty.

"Baby, I have wronged you."

Whenever reincarnated into someone else's family, this child will be the most anticipated existence.

Xia Rou carefully picked up the child, looking at his eyebrows and eyes that resembled Feng Yihan, her emotions were complicated and difficult to understand.

People say that daughters are like fathers and sons are like mothers.

But this obviously doesn't work for this child.

He is simply a miniature version of Feng Yihan, her genes hardly have any sense of participation.

There is nothing like her at all.

"Is it wronged to be my son?"

Feng Yihan came in from the outside with a displeased face.

Hearing her conversation with the child just after arriving at the door, Feng Yihan was very upset.

As soon as the words fell, the child burst into tears.

Feng Yihan's face darkened instantly.

Xia Rou twitched the corners of her mouth sarcastically, "I've said it, I'm really wronged."

"—"

Feng Yihan pursed his lips tightly and did not speak.

Xia Rou ignored him and lowered her head to coax the child softly.

But no matter how he coaxed the child, he kept crying, showing no sign of stopping.

I checked the paper pants, and there was no urine or smell, but I just kept crying.

"Could he be hungry?" Feng Yihan reminded from the side.

Xia Rou paused, and turned her back with the child in her arms.

While the child was in the incubator, Xia Rou had been expressing her breast milk and handing it over to the nurse for feeding. She would eat familiar breast milk, and the little one soon calmed down.

Feng Yihan watched the back of her feeding the child, pulled out a chair beside her and sat down.

"I named the child, Chen'an."

Xia Rou's figure was slightly stiff and she didn't speak.

"Chen'an, which means that all the unhappy and unhappy things in the past will return to the dust, and the future will be safe and happy."

Feng Yihan took the initiative to explain the meaning of the name to her, and the voice behind him became low.

"I hope that he and his sister will be safe, happy and grow up healthily in the future."

Peace and joy, healthy growth.

These words touched Xia Rou's heart deeply.

No one hopes more than her to see the two children grow up safely, happily and healthily.

"it is good."

She agreed with the name Feng Yihan gave her son.

Dust safety is both a moral and a hope.

"I just came from Bao'er, and the nurse said that she has a good appetite today and can finish a bowl of noodles."

Feng Yihan continued, "She told the nurse that she hoped to come out to meet her brother soon."

Xiao Chen'an was probably full, so he left the granary on his own initiative, scratching his little ears with his hands as small as hemp sticks, looking very cute.

But it may be because of the premature birth that I haven't opened my eyes yet.

Xia Rou tidied up her clothes, then turned around and put the baby in the cradle.

"When I go to see her, take a picture of Chen'an and take it there, so that she can take a good look."

Speaking of her daughter, Xia Rou unconsciously smiled.

Feng Yihan looked a little distracted.

Xia Rou has never smiled sincerely at him like this.

"Xiarou—"

Xia Rou raised her head and glanced at him lightly, "Zhou Lili came to see me this morning."

Feng Yihan frowned, "What did she say to you?"

"The deal between you two." Xia Rou rarely looked at him directly, "Feng Yihan, I think you are quite naive."

Someone's expression changed drastically, and he felt a little nervous.

"Xia Rou, things are not what you think."

"Oh." Xia Rou twitched the corners of her mouth mockingly, but didn't say anything more.

Aunt Zhou couldn't help but interrupt.

"Mr. Feng, so you and Zhou Lili are really having an affair?"

Feng Yihan's expression changed drastically, "No, those messy things on Hot Search are all fake."

Xia Rou lied to him.

"Zhou Lili said it was a trending search that you paid for?"

"—"

Feng Yihan directly fossilized.

He probably already guessed what Zhou Lili came to Xiarou to say.

"Looks like she lied."

Xia Rou's attitude today is a bit strange, Feng Yihan is a little unpredictable.

Although he was still ignoring him as before, his attitude today was obviously much calmer, which made him unable to understand.

Listening to the atmosphere of the conversation between the two, Aunt Zhou left the ward wisely and closed the door behind her.

"Xia Rou," Feng Yihan felt, still needed to explain, "I have nothing to do with Zhou Lili."

Xia Rou just hummed lightly and lay down without saying anything more.

Feng Yihan was left with a heart full of puzzlement.

One month later, Xia Baoer was finally able to transfer from the sterile ward to the general ward.

The little girl liked her younger brother very much, and when she met her, she would lie on the cradle with her chin in her hands, and would reach out to touch her younger brother's little face from time to time, expressing emotion.

"Mommy, my brother is so small."

Xia Rou smiled.

"Yeah, you were so small back then, but you grew up so big in a blink of an eye."

"I hope my brother can be healthy and healthy, and don't have to come to the hospital every three days like me."

"—"

What her daughter said made Xia Rou a little sad.

Recalling that after Xia Baoer was diagnosed with leukemia, she indeed spent most of her time in the hospital, no wonder the little girl felt so emotional.

"No, Bao'er will recover slowly in the future. Both you and your brother will be fine. Mommy still hopes to watch you two grow up."

Xia Rou came over and took the little girl away from the cradle, and kissed her forehead with a smile.

"After Bao'er recovers, I can take my younger brother to climb the mountain, or go to the aquarium to see the underwater creatures, and Mommy can take you two to eat a lot of delicious food—"

"What about Dad?" Xia Baoer suddenly asked, "Mummy, will Dad still be with us?"

"—"

Xia Rou was left speechless by the question.

According to the agreement between her and Feng Yihan, it was time for them to get a divorce.

But for a while, she only paid attention to Xia Baoer's situation. She didn't have time and didn't think about it. Feng Yihan didn't know if he remembered it or not. Anyway, he didn't mention it, so the relationship between the two has been going on until now.

"Mommy, you're going to be separated from Daddy, aren't you?"

Xia Rou suddenly discovered that Xia Baoer, who was more than two years old, no longer had the innocence of a child in her eyes after being baptized by the disease.

She suddenly felt very heartbroken.

This child is only over three years old. She should have grown up innocently enjoying her parents' love and carefree, but now she is worried about whether their relationship as parents will really break down.

They really failed as parents.