Doting Your Wife to Heaven: The Return of the Rich Family

The long eyelashes moved, and the child in the ward woke up faintly, looking blankly at the white ceiling, where is he?

Ouyang and his wife rushed over at the same time, one left and one right, and their movements were rare and agile, "Yihan, are you awake? What's wrong?"

Yihan stared blankly at the couple who appeared suddenly, and was stunned for a while, his eyes were round and big, very cute.

Mrs. Ouyang's heart melted, she kept touching the child's face, "I'm grandma, he's your grandpa."

Yihan finally woke up and struggled to sit up, but Madam Ouyang pushed him back and prevented him from getting up.

His clear black and white eyes narrowed slightly, "Did I faint again? It's okay, I'll be fine after lying down for a while."

Mr. Ouyang was taken aback, "Do you know that you are sick?"

This child is too precocious, and his reaction is quicker than ordinary children. He is indeed his grandson.

Yihan nodded indifferently, "Yes, that's why I want to see Daddy for the last time."

Mr. Ouyang's eyes darkened, he almost couldn't stand up, and was so heartbroken that he couldn't speak.

It turned out that it was not because of ulterior motives, but to say goodbye!

last side?Mrs. Ouyang suddenly pierced her heart like a thousand arrows. She cried bitterly, beat her chest and stamped her feet, and cried heartbrokenly while holding the child. Ruthless, irresponsible sex monster.

If he was smarter, why did he come to this?

"Son, we will definitely save you, definitely... you won't die."

She said this sentence repeatedly, tears flowing uncontrollably.

Outside the door, a big hand held the doorknob for a long time, the veins in the hand were erect, and the expression was forbearing and painful.

In the room, the emotions of the two adults were completely out of control, but the little child looked indifferent, as if it had nothing to do with him, and seemed to be quietly waiting for the call of death.

This caused Ouyang and his wife pain to the marrow, heart-wrenching pain.

Mrs. Ouyang was a little calmer, holding the child and refusing to let go, "Yihan, where have you been all these years? Who did you live with? Who took care of you? Why didn't you come to us earlier?"

Yihan smiled slightly, finally acting like a naive child. "I live with my mommy. She treats me very well and loves me very much. I have lived happily all these years, except..."

Mrs. Ouyang's heart rose, and she asked anxiously, "Except for what?"

Yihan shook his head, refused to say any more, his palm-sized face was very stubborn, "It's nothing, it's late, I want to go home, grandma, can you take me home?"

Mrs. Ouyang refused, "No, you are a child of Ouyang's family, so of course you have to stay in Ouyang's family."

She didn't like the woman she had never met before, and she couldn't even take care of a child. It was useless.

Yihan couldn't help being anxious, and sat up abruptly, "But, what about my mommy? She's so stupid, she doesn't know anything, I'm so worried about her."

He struggled to get out of bed, Mrs. Ouyang was so frightened that she hugged him tightly and coaxed him patiently.

She made a lot of wishes, buying him new clothes, toys, and cars, as long as he wanted, she would buy them for him, but they didn't impress him, and she clamored for Mommy.

Mrs. Ouyang was so tired that she was sweating profusely, so she could only ask her husband for help.

Mr. Ouyang thought for a while, and finally managed to say, "You are sick and need a good rest. When you recover, I will let you see Mommy, okay?"