When he had not yet pursued Shui Lingyu’s jumping into the sea, Shui Lingyu became pregnant.
The child is naturally Tang Hehan’s.
When the doctor heard that the child had been there for more than a month, Tang Hehan could not describe his inner feelings.
I just feel that my heart is shaking with excitement, making my chest feel like I’m stuffed with something.
He never thought that he would have his own children in this life, and those who refuse to get married naturally will not have children.
But now, he has a child, and he is pregnant with Shui Lingyu.
This feeling is good.
He can only express his inner fullness with great effect.
But Tang Hehan is a deep man, and everything must be included in the conspiracy.
So, after having a child, I feel that I can use the child to tie the water feathers.
In this way, Shui Lingyu would never think about leaving him, let alone jump into the sea.
So, no matter what the reason for this child is, at least it is still beneficial.
Tang Hehan sat next to Shui Lingyu’s hospital bed, staring at Shui Lingyu’s face with his black eyes.
A question that slipped in his mind why should Shui Lingyu get pregnant?
When Shui Lingyu was seventeen years old, Tang Hehan had fed Shui Lingyu contraceptive pills, and he rarely had accidents in his work.
Such accidents can be completely eliminated.
But it happened.
Maybe it was just an accident. After all, when doing that kind of thing, most people focus on passion.
Tang Hehan walked into the ward. Shui Lingyu had woken up and was a little nervous when he saw him.
“Did I have something sick?” Shui Lingyu asked in a low voice.
Tang Hehan sat down on the stool beside the bed, staring at Shui Lingyu’s face with black eyes hanging down, and said in a moment: “It’s not a disease, it’s pregnancy.”
Shui Lingyu was stunned: “What’s the matter, who’s pregnant?”