When I opened my eyes, I went back to the night when I forced my husband to give birth to a son.

Hearing this, Ji Yuelan would be lying if she said she felt nothing inside. This was the man she had liked for more than ten years, and at this moment, she also received his response of love.

"Yue Lan, can you give me a chance to make up for the regrets of more than ten years?"

Song Nancheng held her hand, his voice choking, "I will spend the rest of my life proving that my love for you is not because of that night, but because of you."

"Don't say anymore. I'm about to cry." Ji Yuelan's voice was filled with tears and her eyes were red.

"Okay, I won't say anything. Don't cry. It will hurt me if you cry."

Song Nancheng held the person tightly in his arms, as if she were a treasure, afraid that she would disappear.

That night, the two of them no longer had the previous estrangement between them. They slept in each other's arms, feeling extremely happy.

When she woke up the next day, Ji Yuelan didn't see Song Nancheng, only Enen who was sleeping next to her.

She sat up, thought about what Song Nancheng said to her last night, and hurried out to check, but found no one there.

She stood there in a daze, looking at the deserted room, and an overwhelming feeling of suffocation swept over her.

I agreed to accompany her back to meet her parents today, but he disappeared early in the morning without even an explanation.

Ji Yuelan sat on the sofa, unable to hide her disappointment. After all, she had thought too well.

I don't know how long I sat there, the door was pushed open, Ji Yuelan thought it was her aunt who came back, so she looked up and saw Song Nancheng carrying a lunch box.

Seeing her lost expression, he was very surprised and asked, "Yuelan, what's wrong with you?"

"Where have you been?" Ji Yuelan stared at what he held in his hand, trying to find something.

Song Nancheng raised the lunch box in his hand, put on slippers and walked towards her.

"I went to buy some gifts. I have to go back to see my parents later, so I have to buy something."

"I bought you some of your favorite breakfast on the way back."

Song Nancheng put the breakfast on the coffee table, sat down next to her, held her in his arms, and asked softly, "What's wrong?"

"Nothing, I just woke up and I'm a little confused."

Ji Yuelan felt a little uncomfortable, afraid that he would see through her thoughts, so she struggled to get up and said, "I'll go wash up and have breakfast."

Seeing her flustered expression, Song Nancheng walked over and squeezed toothpaste for her without revealing her thoughts.

"Brush your teeth first. I'll go check on Enen."

Song Nancheng entered the room, looked at Enen who had woken up and was babbling on the bed, and walked up to him and called him.

"Yeah, why are you so well behaved today? You didn't even cry."

"Come, daddy will hold you, let's go wash our faces and drink milk."

Song Nancheng held the little guy in his arms. The almost six-month-old baby was chubby and lovable.

When I carried him out, Ji Yuelan had already washed and brought out breakfast. When she saw him coming out, she hurriedly asked, "Did you poop? Change his diaper and wash his butt first."

Even though he is a boy, Ji Yuelan would ask his aunt to wash Enen every morning and evening except for defecation.

"You go have breakfast, I'll take care of it."

Song Nancheng took her to the dining table and sat her down, then he carried Enen to the bathroom.

Looking at him holding Enen and washing her seriously, Ji Yuelan looked a little dazed.

She has always felt that Song Nancheng is a good father who will take good care of the children no matter what.

While eating breakfast, I watched him talk to Enen from time to time. The little guy couldn't speak and only babbled in response.

Song Nancheng washed the child's butt and face, and instead of putting on a diaper, he held him in his arms and made milk for him.

"If you don't put a diaper on him, he'll wet his pants later."

"It's okay. I've been wearing it all night. Let it breathe. Otherwise, it's easy to get a rash."

Song Nancheng put Enen in the cradle, quickly prepared the milk powder, held him and started feeding him.

Seeing Ji Yuelan staring at them, he smiled and asked, "Does this breakfast suit your taste?"

"Yeah, it tastes good."

Ji Yuelan picked up a dumpling and handed it to him, "Try it."

After eating the dumplings, Song Nancheng said happily, "It's really delicious."

Because it was fed by Ji Yuelan, it tastes very good.

After feeding, Song Nancheng put a diaper on Enen and put her in the cradle before sitting down to eat breakfast.

After they finished their breakfast, they packed up Enen's things and prepared to go out.

Along the way, Enen was very obedient. Maybe because he seldom went out, he was very excited to see the scenery outside.

When they were almost there, Ji Yuelan was extremely nervous and regretted agreeing to take Song Nancheng to meet her parents.

The car stopped steadily at the door. Song Nancheng got out of the car, took the initiative to hug Enen, held her hand and said, "Let's go. We have to meet each other someday."

"I'm a little nervous." Ji Yuelan wanted to go back.

Song Nancheng held the man in his arms and whispered, "This is really not going to work. Mom is coming out."

Seeing Ji's mother coming out, Ji Yuelan's body froze in place and she quickly pushed the person away.

Mother Ji had seen it, and even though she was very surprised, she still remained elegant and calm on the surface.

"Nancheng is here, come in and sit for a while."

"Mom, I bought some things in the car. You and Yuelan take the children inside first. I'll be right there."

The word "Mom" made Mother Ji's face change. She looked at Ji Yuelan with an obviously questioning look in her eyes.

"You've seen it all, what else do you want me to say?"

Ji Yuelan was desperate and didn't want to explain, mainly because she didn't know how to explain it.

Song Nancheng, who had taken the things, heard this and hurriedly said, "Mom, don't blame Yue Lan. It's my fault. I pissed her off last year and she refused to marry me. That's why I came back to see you two now. If there's anything, just tell me."

Mother Ji didn't say anything, but just said, "Go in first, don't let the child get exposed to the sun."

Watching Ji's mother carrying the child into the house, Ji Yuelan looked at Song Nancheng nervously, having a bad feeling.

He held her hand and soothed her, "It's okay, I'm here, I'll convince them to marry you to me."

Ji Yuelan knew her mother too well. The quieter she was, the more wrong something was.

Following Song Nancheng into the house, I saw Ji's father coming down from upstairs. When he saw the two people coming in hand in hand, he glanced at them quietly and walked towards the sofa.

Song Nancheng hurried forward and shouted, "Dad, this is some tea, cigarettes and alcohol I bought for you, all of which you like."

"Nancheng, you should call me Uncle Ji. Sit down."

The word "Uncle Ji" made his attitude very obvious, and even Ji Yuelan's expression changed.

I sat next to Mother Ji anxiously, watching her teasing the child, feeling more worried than ever before.

"Yue Lan, why didn't you tell your family about giving birth to a child? Now you bring a man back to call mom and dad. Have you ever thought about how your mother and I feel?"

Father Ji's tone was calm, but each word he uttered was particularly sharp, revealing his anger.

"Dad, this is my fault. I will take it if you want to hit me or scold me, but please don't blame Yue Lan."