The sky-high cute baby, the president's daddy delivered it to the door

Chapter 2299 Her Child
Ye Yiwei cried again: "Zhanyang, no matter how much resentment you have in your heart, please put it aside for now, the child is innocent, he is still so young, I didn't even have time to hug him with my own hands."

"I just want to hug my child with my own hands, can you grant me this wish?"

Ye Yiwei said many, many things, each of which expressed her true feelings.

Meng Zhanyang kept his eyes closed. It wasn't that he didn't hear, nor was he indifferent, but that he didn't know how to face her.

He still loves her after all.

He would be sad and heartbroken when he heard her cry.

"Zhanyang, you used to be the person I trusted the most, but now, I don't know if I can still trust you."

Ye Yiwei wiped her tears with her backhand, and said sadly: "I used to think that you were just like me, looking forward to the arrival of the child, but now I realize that you don't want me to give birth to him at all, but you have always pretended so well."

"I thought that you would be a good father, and the children would thrive under your caring and teaching. I was wrong, all wrong."

"Zhanyang, although you hid my child, I don't hate you. I know that you want me to make a clean break with my past life. You are a kind person and you will not hurt my child. Yes ?"

Although Meng Zhanyang didn't speak, Ye Yiwei kept talking.

He finally opened his eyes and looked at her guiltily: "Yiwei, I'm sorry..."

"Don't say I'm sorry, you didn't say sorry to me, I was sorry to you, please forgive me."

Ye Yiwei could only kneel on the ground and beg Meng Zhanyang.

Meng Zhanyang sighed: "You really don't hate me?"

"I don't hate it." Ye Yiwei shook her head, "You are a good person."

"I'm not a good person...not..."

Meng Zhanyang shook his head mockingly, he is not a good person.

"Can you give me back my mobile phone?" Meng Zhanyang asked.

"Yes." Ye Yiwei immediately opened the door and called Ji Yunyi in: "Yunyi, return the phone to Zhan Yang!"

Hearing that Ye Yiwei called Meng Zhanyang so affectionately, he frowned unhappily.

But he didn't say anything, and returned the phone to Meng Zhanyang without hesitation.

Meng Zhanyang took the phone and made a call: "Take the child to the downtown hospital."

Hearing what he said, Ye Yiwei was very excited.

Is he really going to give her the baby back?

"Where is the child, I can go pick him up."

Seeing the anxious Ye Yiwei, Meng Zhanyang gave a wry smile: "Don't be so anxious, the child will be delivered soon."

"Thank you Zhanyang, I knew that you are a good person."

Ye Yiwei wiped away her tears, and went to the hospital gate with Ji Yunyi to wait.

When a middle-aged woman appeared with a milk doll in her arms, Ye Yiwei seemed to have telepathy and rushed forward.

"Did Meng Zhanyang ask you to bring the child here?"

The middle-aged woman looked at Ye Yiwei who was so excited that she was about to cry, and nodded: "Yes, where is Mr. Meng now?"

"He's in the ward upstairs, can you give me the child, I am the child's mother." Ye Yiwei stretched out her hand, trying to hug the child, but the middle-aged woman avoided it.

"No, I can't give you the child. There are too many bad guys now. I want to see Mr. Meng."

"Okay, I'll take you to see him right away."

Ye Yiwei looked at the infant child, tears streaming down her face.

The child is fat and white, and he is not wronged at first glance.

(End of this chapter)