Chapter 1232 I, Mo Nanjue, am his father

She didn't move for a long time, and the bitterness in her heart was unspeakable. Tong Ran covered her face with her hands and felt the trembling of her fingertips. Although she had never liked this child, her maternal nature was innate. Sometimes she couldn't sleep at night.

She reached out and touched her belly, and she seemed to feel the baby talking to her.

Can such a young child be able to connect with her?

But every time she wanted to speak, to say a few words to the baby, the word "Luo Xiao" came to mind, and she would instantly retract her hand.

I have never experienced such a feeling, and I don’t know how painful it will be.

Suddenly, the door to the waiting room was pushed open.

Tong Ran took a deep breath, and there was no point in hesitating. Now that she had made a decision, she just went ahead and did it. She stood up, still holding the hospital gown in her hand, "Sorry, I haven't..."

boom!

The door to the waiting room was slammed shut.

Tong Ran raised his head and met the man's sinister eyes.

She was startled.

Mo Nanjue strode in, reached out and grabbed her wrist, "Are you brave enough to gain weight?"

"..."

Only then did Tong Ran react, "How did you..."

"Have you forgotten what I said last night?" Mo Nanjue's face was gloomy, making him breathless. "You must be angry with me, right?"

Tong Ran's wrist hurt when he caught her. She struggled to throw his hand away, and her emotions burst out inexplicably, "Don't worry about it!"

"I don't care about you, who cares about you?" Mo Nanjue pressed her against the white wall, with his hands on her sides, "Do you have to hang you up and beat you before you know how to be afraid?"

"Of course I'm afraid," Tong Ran raised his head, his nose was red, "I'm afraid that the child will be born, and I'm afraid that you will see him!"

"I'm not afraid of you. What are you afraid of?" Mo Nanjue lowered his head, the tip of his nose was touching hers, the coldness in his eyes was breathtaking, "Tong Ran, you don't even want to remember what I said, right? Okay, then I will do it today.

I will tell you one more time, no matter whose child this child belongs to, whether it is mine or Luo Xiao's, as long as he is in your Tong Ran's belly, I, Mo Nanjue, am his father, do you understand?"

Tong Ran reached out to cover her mouth. Mo Nanjue pulled her hand down and pressed it against the wall. He stared into her eyes, "I'm asking you something, do you understand?"

Tong Ran kept sobbing, shaking her head, "I don't understand, I don't want to make you uncomfortable..."

"Who said I felt uncomfortable?" Mo Nanjue pinched her chin, "Which eye did you see?"

"Mo Nanjue," Tong Ran looked at him, her eyes watery, "He is Luo Xiao's child, can you really accept it? If he is born, there is no guarantee that he will ask questions in the future, and he will not ask when he grows up.

Like you, others will definitely gossip, and he will definitely hear it..."

"I will break the legs of anyone who dares to speak," Mo Nanjue put his finger on her lips and brought his thin lips to her ear, "Tong Ran, I promise that when the child is born, I will treat him well. I believe

I……"

"I believe..." Tong Ran kept shaking her head. She suddenly reached out and hugged his neck, hugging him with her whole body, "But, Mo Nanjue, just because you will be good to him, I don't want to give birth to him.

I don’t want you to suffer this loss, I want to give you a child, a child that belongs to us..."

"Don't suffer any loss," Mo Nanjue hugged her tightly and pressed her head against his chest. He held her earlobe in his mouth, "You are my woman, your child is mine, and everything about you is mine.

How could I suffer?"

Tong Ran's tears fell on his clothes, "Mo Nanjue..."
Chapter completed!