Chapter 2178 Are you going back to Licheng with me?

  Qiao Mu heard his response and couldn't help but curl his lips and smile when he hung up the phone.

  This feeling of blood thicker than water is really hard to describe.

  He looked at the child lying in the incubator, and what appeared in his mind turned out to be a picture of himself riding on Qiao Yuanxian's shoulders when he was a child.

  Perhaps, I am not a father in this life, and I will never know the kindness of my parents.

  He and Qiao Yuanxian have faced each other tit-for-tat for more than ten years, and now the appearance of Xiao Mu, seems to be the key to breaking the ice between them.

  This is great.

  ……

  Bencheng, three o'clock in the afternoon.

  Ling Wanxing came to the twelfth floor of the hotel apartment, intending to meet Wantong.

  I met her again in the past two days. He worked step by step and calculated carefully. In order to avoid arousing her disgust, he has not actively asked for her phone number.

  And this way of getting along with each other, Ling Wanxing also enjoys it.

  Quan is a process of getting to know each other again, and the presence or absence of her number is not so important.

  However, Su Wantong is not in the apartment.

  About half an hour later, a warning sound came from the elevator at the other end of the corridor.

  Ling Wanxing stood in the corridor and looked sideways, and saw Su Wantong’s elegant figure walking into the line of sight.

   Seeing this, he stepped forward slowly and looked at her carefully, "Wantong, are you done?"

  Su Wantong’s footsteps gradually slowed, and he nodded slightly, "Just finished, are you coming to me?"

   "Well, I don't know your phone number, so I will wait for you."

  Su Wantong's eyes flickered slightly, and the fingertips of her handbag were inadvertently tightened.

  In fact, relying on Ling Wanxing's ability, it is easy to know her mobile phone number.

  But he didn't do it. Instead, he chose the dumbest way to ‘wait for nothing’ here.

  She pursed the corners of her lower lip, without mentioning her phone number, and then asked, "I came here to wait for me, is there something wrong?"

   Hearing the sound, Ling Wanxing stretched his eyebrows, his eyes were dyed with a smile, "It looks like, you don't know that the girl has given birth to a child?"

  Su Wantong looked at him in surprise, "How come? Isn't it three months before the due date?"

   "Qiao Mu called. It is said that the girl fell and gave birth prematurely last night."

  Su Wantong took a breath, "Wrestling? Is it serious?"

  Ling Wanxing saw her look nervous, and quickly calmed down, “The girl is okay, the child has already been born. So I plan to go back to Licheng tonight, do you...Would you like to stay with me?”

   "Yes, wait for me, I will go back with you!"

  It's about Ling Zihuan, Su Wantong never dared to be careless.

  She quickly returned to the room and simply packed a few clothes. In less than five minutes in a hurry, she carried a luggage bag and walked out of the locker room, "I can do it, let's go."

  It can be seen that Su Wantong is very anxious.

  Ling Wanxing looked at his watch, stepped forward and took the luggage bag in her hand, “Don’t worry, I’ve booked a seven o’clock flight, it’s still early.”

  Such comfort did not ease Su Wantong’s nervousness.

  She stood on the spot and hung her head, sighing over her mouth with self-blame, “I only contacted Huanhuan a few days ago, and she said that the due date is January next year.

  This is just a few days, why did you fall down? The child has been lively since she was a child, and she didn’t pay attention to her pregnancy. I heard that premature delivery has a great impact on the body. At this time, I am not by her side..."

  Ling Wanxing looked at her muttering guilt, and felt very sad.

  Only because of her phrase "I heard that premature birth has a great impact on the body"...

  He suddenly realized that Wantong, who was nearly forty years old, had been with him for so many years, but he didn't even have a child of his own.

  So even the birth of a child is mostly ‘heard’.

  (End of this chapter)