Reborn Wife 32

Chapter 320 Pick up a child for the young man! (3)
It is normal for husband and wife to quarrel, but it is too tragic if the quarrel reaches such a level of hurting people and hurting the body.

After knowing the whole story, Wen Tingxin and Nan Shiyang looked at each other, and the eyes of the two seemed to have reached a certain tacit understanding.

There was a belief exchanged between them, that is, the two of them must never quarrel again in the future!

"Sister, will my mother die? Huh..." The doll in Wen Tingxin's hand is already dazed, and she's still crying, looking really pitiful.

Wen Ting raised the rice dumpling hand and patted the child's back, curling her lips to comfort her, "No, no, don't you think Dad rescued Mom right away?"

"But, but, mom is bleeding..." The little guy had a runny nose, was crying so sadly, and his chest was still trembling, it really broke my heart.

"So my mother has been sent to the hospital soon, Xiao Zhi is not worried, okay?" Wen Ting patted the child's back repeatedly, and Wen Tingxin looked at the disappearing figure at the entrance of the alley, and sighed helplessly: "Father asked Xiaozhi to stay with my sister, which means that father will definitely bring mother back. When mother recovers, they will come back to pick up Xiaozhi together, you know?"

"En." After being coaxed by her, the child finally stopped crying.

Nan Shiyang never expected that Wen Tingxin would coax children so patiently.

Seeing her kind mother's appearance, Nan Shiyang's heart was itchy as if he had been scratched several times by a hand.

"Let's go, Xiao Zhi and my sister go home, there is Sophie playing with Xiao Zhi at my sister's house!" Holding the child and turning around, Wen Tingxin waved to Nan Shiyang, "Clothes, come and cover us up."

Nan Shiyang quickly shook his coat, and stepped forward to put it on her body, but he hesitated after looking at the child: "Why don't I carry the child, there will be a threshold later, in case you fall..."

"It's okay, just remind me that there is a threshold. If you hold the child in your arms, who will lead me in later." Wen Ting replied heartily.

Afterwards, Nan Shiyang obediently put the coat over her head, put his arms on her shoulders, and carefully led her forward.

After entering the gate, as expected, he saw Ye Xiaofan at a glance.

At that time, Ye Xiaofan was sitting in the living room, cuddling the doll, looking quite calm.

"We're almost at the door, stop later and I'll take off your shoes." Nan Shiyang reminded.

"Hmm." Wen Ting responded with a humming heart.

The two stopped at the main entrance on the other side of the living room, and Nan Shiyang knelt down to take off her shoes.Ye Xiaofan, who was sitting on the sofa, turned his head, frowned and looked at the two of them suspiciously.

"Second cousin, did you bring any guests home?" Ye Xiaofan asked nicely.

"Yeah. Go watch TV." Nan Shiyang hastily made a perfunctory sound, and hastened the movement of his men taking off their shoes.

The milk boy leaned on Wen Ting's shoulder for a long time, his head was covered by the coat, and he felt suffocated.He raised his head suddenly, grabbed the jacket with his fleshy little hands, and pulled it off.

Seeing the light all of a sudden, before Wen Ting could react, Ye Xiaofan was already sitting up from the sofa.

"Shiyang, give me the coat, hurry up." Subconsciously shrank back her steps, Wen Ting felt a little fear in her heart when she saw Ye Xiaofan.

"Boy, baby..." Ye Xiaofan's gaze no longer noticed Wen Ting's heart, but fell directly on the child in her arms.

Ye Xiaofan looked at the doll lying beside her, and then at the milk baby in Wen Tingxin's hand sucking her fingers, his confused mind was jolted, and he suddenly started, "My child!"

"Ah?" Nan Shiyang raised his head in a daze, saw the coat that had fallen to the side, and then saw Wen Tingxin who was retreating step by step, and then he realized it.

Quickly picked up the coat from the ground, Nan Shiyang was about to continue to cover it, but it was too late.

"My child!" Ye Xiaofan came quickly, his arms stretched out long and straight, and went directly to the child in Wen Ting's heart, "My child, give it to me!"

Seeing her crazy appearance, Wen Ting screamed in her heart that something was wrong, she turned around and ran out of the house.

Originally, Wen Tingxin's shoelaces had already been untied, and within a few steps, the shoes came out.And Ye Xiaofan who was behind her rushed out without even wearing shoes and ran towards her.

Grasping Wen Tingxin's arm and pulling it back hard, Ye Xiaofan reached directly under the child's elbow, exerting all his strength, as if he wanted to grab Wen Tingxin's child.

Of course, it is impossible for Wen Ting to hand over the child to her.

In Ye Xiaofan's state, let alone a child, even Wen Ting dared not approach her...

"You're wrong, it's not your child!" Wen Ting frowned and tried to hide, as if holding the child and refusing to let go.

Nan Shiyang quickly caught up and pulled Ye Xiaofan from behind, trying to separate the two sides.

But at this time, Ye Xiaofan tried his best to hold the child, but he couldn't pull him away for a while because of his strength.

"This is my third son! Let me go! You bitch! Let go!" Ye Xiaofan gritted his teeth, pumped up his energy, his face turned red, the hands holding the child turned white with force, and his face looked pale. ferocious.

The child scrambled for both sides of their hands, turned around and saw Ye Xiaofan's terrifying face, "Wow—" and burst into tears.

"Third Aunt, that's not your child, let go!" Nan Shiyang was tightly restraining Ye Xiaofan's body, and his subordinates didn't dare to use any force for fear of hurting Ye Xiaofan.

"It's my child! It's mine! You fucking let me go!" Roaring loudly, Ye Xiaofan stared at Wen Ting's heart, his subordinates refused to let go of their strength.

If it wasn't for Nan Shiyang's pulling, she would have wanted to hit Wen Ting's heart with her paws.

"You should be sober! Check to see if he is your child! You don't even recognize your own child or your husband, you think you love them very much!" Wen Ting replied directly, regardless of Ye Xiaofan's procrastination , Wen Ting's heart kept retreating.

She wrapped her hands with zongzi, and it was not easy to exert force in the first place. At this time, she could only hold on. The wound was painful, and she didn't know if it was cracked or not.

(End of this chapter)