After leaving my father and keeping my son, I built my own wealthy family, and my ex-husband's

"What's wrong?" He Ya asked tentatively, trying to recall if she had given herself away over the years. "Our son is normal now, are you... unhappy?"

Qin Pinsen snapped out of his daze, embraced her again, and said softly:

"Our son, the Qin family's sole heir, is finally free of defects. How could I not be happy?"

"Then what you just did...?"

Qin Pinsen recalled the look in Catherine's eyes behind her goggles when they were face-to-face.

I don't know why.

The moment he kissed He Ya, her gaze seemed to be fixed on his mind.

It startled him.

"It's nothing. I was just thinking about meeting with Dr. Catherine again to express my gratitude," Qin Pinsen explained. "A plastic surgeon with such high skills is definitely worth getting to know."

"Great," He Ya secretly breathed a sigh of relief, "Perfect timing to have her do my nose job."

Qin Pinsen said indulgently, "That's not necessary, you're beautiful to begin with."

"Is she prettier than your wife? She was once the undisputed number one beauty at Binhan University."

"Wife, you're the only one I love, you're the most beautiful."

"Hmph, you're not even divorced yet."

"Soon."

The two were deeply in love and did not hide from Qin Youyao, who was also in the hospital room.

After all, this little girl has long been on their side.

Suddenly, the children's watch rang with a video call.

Qin Youyao immediately muted the phone, afraid of disturbing the sleeping little boy on the hospital bed.

Then I glanced at the caller ID, quickly turned off the room lights, lay down on the sofa, and pressed the answer button.

He performed a series of actions with ease and skill.

Qin Pinsen and He Ya both tacitly remained silent.

"Feed... Mommy," Qin Youyao pretended to be sleepy, "I was sleeping, why did you wake me up? You're so annoying!"

On the other side, Mingyun looked at her daughter's small face illuminated by the watch's dim light on her phone screen.

Her face is so cute, and her voice is so soft and sweet.

But this made her heart ache even more.

After vomiting in the bathroom, she went alone to an empty corridor on a high floor of the hospital building.

It was late at night.

I was thinking of making a video call to my daughter to see what she thought.

But her daughter's behavior chilled her to the bone; her once-beloved daughter had lied to her.

"Mommy, what's wrong? I'm so sleepy."

The daughter's impatient voice rang out again.

Mingyun forced a smile, "Mommy just...missed you, goodnight, baby."

The video call was disconnected.

Mingyun was stunned, gazing at the night view of a foreign land outside the floor-to-ceiling windows of the corridor.

After a moment, I calmed down a bit and felt a pang of guilt.

I was too impulsive.

In a moment of impulse, I called my daughter.

Qin Pinsen and He Ya were both next to her; they must have taught her to lie and deal with the situation.

I really shouldn't blame her.

Mingyun was filled with mixed thoughts and hesitated about telling Qin Pinsen about her son's existence.

Divorce, which was originally an alternative, has now become the top choice.

I don't know how long I was lost in thought, but then a figure appeared outside downstairs and came into view.

Qin Pinsen held Qin Youyao in his arms, and He Ya walked alongside him.

They chatted and laughed, behaving intimately.

They look just like a family of three.

Their figures slowly disappeared into the night.

Mingyun unconsciously moved closer to the window, cupping her hands on the glass to block out the light so she could see more clearly.

She had imagined countless times the scene of herself and Qin Pinsen with their child.

Even if it's just taking a walk together.

They are also very happy.

Even after six years of marriage, such a simple thing is still an unattainable dream for her.

Her dream is now becoming a reality before her eyes.

But she was just an observer.

It reminded her so much of her childhood, when other children ate candy while she could only watch secretly.

It must not be discovered by children who are eating candy.

Otherwise, she would be ridiculed.

"Dad, is someone watching us from behind?"

Qin Youyao, who was perched on Qin Pinsen's shoulder, spotted a figure in the middle of the hospital's high-rise corridor.

Qin Pinsen and He Ya both turned around.

Mingyun, who was inside the building, quickly stepped back away from the floor-to-ceiling windows.

They kept backing away until they were abruptly stopped by the wall on the other side of the corridor.

The pain pierced my chest and reached my heart.

"There's no one there!" He Ya grabbed Qin Pinsen's arm. "Don't scare me..."

Qin Pinsen gently comforted her, "It's almost one in the morning, Youyao must be so sleepy that she's having delirious thoughts. Let's go home now and get some sleep."

He Ya then relaxed.

The three quickly got into the car, and the driver drove them away.

The hospital building's corridors were deserted.

Mingyun looked dejected and solemn.

"Oh! My dear Catherine, so you've been here!" The nearly sixty-year-old director of the plastic surgery hospital walked over, speaking fluent Chinese.

Mingyun quickly stood up straight. "Mr. Stern, you wanted to see me?"

The hospital director's wrinkles were filled with smiles, and his blue eyes sparkled. "The surgery you performed was fantastic. I want to thank you."

"You're welcome," Mingyun said sincerely. "I should be thanking you for giving me the opportunity to earn this high amount of extra money."

"You are the most talented plastic surgeon I have ever met, it's just a pity that you are currently... well, let's not talk about that for now. I want to give you something as an extra gift."

The dean handed the file bag to Mingyun.

There were no markings on the document bag.

Mingyun asked, "What is this?"

The dean smiled and said, "This contains the genetic data of the child whose restoration you are working on today."

Mingyun was taken aback. "Why are you giving it to me?"

"Because this child's case is quite special among congenital cleft lip cases," Dean Stern said earnestly, "I think that although you are not involved in the treatment of genetic diseases, the genetic data of such a special case may provide you with more research assistance in the future on the repair of physical defects caused by genetic diseases."

"Thank you very much."

The dean was right, and Mingyun accepted the materials without hesitation.

"It's late, you should go back to your hotel and rest," the director patted her on the shoulder. "I'm waiting for the day when you can shine in the plastic surgery industry and shock the world with your true identity."

"Yes, Mr. Stern."

Around 3 a.m., Mingyun returned to her hotel room.

Put the genetic data file of Qin Pinsen's illegitimate child inside the suitcase.

Then I took a shower and lay in bed tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep.

The image of Qin Pinsen with his daughter and He Ya in his mind was like a leech, impossible to shake off.

She took out the divorce agreement that had been drafted by the Canadian government and looked at it over and over again.

After thinking for a long time, I glanced at the time on my phone.

According to the time difference, it is afternoon in China now.

So I called my son via video.

Video calls connect instantly.

"Mommy, Mommy!" The warm call instantly healed her.

"Baby..." Mingyun's eyes were overflowing with tenderness, "What are you doing? Do you miss Mommy?"

"I'm playing with my friends at the nursing home!" Under the blue sky and white clouds, the little guy's cheeks were rosy, and his bright, black eyes sparkled. "I was just thinking about Mom, and then she video-called me. Mom is so good!"

Mingyun's nose stung with tears.

My son has lived in a nursing home since birth. He was confirmed to have recovered a couple of days ago, but he still has to stay there.

I owe this child so much; I haven't even given him a normal family.

Yet she was still deeply loved by him.

"Baby, you..." Mingyun hesitated for a long time before asking cautiously, "Do you want a father?"

The little guy tilted his head in thought, and said seriously:

"I would like to, but even without a father, I have my mother, which is enough."