Who’s The Boss?

Chapter 8 Mr. Yu, who saw the beauty who couldn’t

Yu Tingchuan’s words fell, and there was a brief silence in the master bedroom.

The exact time the child was born was indeed just after one o’clock in the morning on September 6 last year.

It’s just that Song Qingcheng kept concealing this matter.

Now, Yu Tingchuan’s sudden break, made her forget to speak for a while.

After a while, Song Qingcheng’s inaudible voice broke the silence: “It’s not 1:20 in the morning, more accurately, it’s 1:18.”

Yu Tingchuan laughed when he heard it: “If you have a guilty conscience, it means that it is not a piece of wood that is hard to carve.”

Song Qingcheng remembered last year when he finished writing his diary and went to sleep without hiding it. When he woke up, he saw Yu Tingchuan holding the diary and couldn’t help asking: “Did you peek at my diary?”

Having said this, she sat up and looked at the person next to her pillow: “Mr. Yu Ting Chuan Yu, I have to emphasize again that although we are a legal couple, we still have to respect each other’s privacy and peek at our partner like you. From a moral perspective, this kind of behavior will be condemned.”

Seeing her pursing her mouth, with a serious and serious expression on her face, Yu Tingchuan smiled and cast her gentle eyes: “Frankness is the most important thing between a husband and wife. Just being frank, have you done it?”

“…” Song Qingcheng died instantly.

Afterwards, I did not forget to defend myself: “I just don’t want you to worry about it. Now the child is fine. Now that the bad things are over, there is no need to spread them out and repeat them.”

Yu Tingchuan said: “The son is not yours alone. As a father, it is a right and a responsibility to know the dangers of your child’s birth.”

Song Qingcheng heard this and couldn’t say anything to refute.

At that time, after giving birth to the child, Dr. Jiang came to see her. He was a doctor at the First Hospital of Nanjing Medical University. About the child, the medical staff promised to help her with the family members, but she was not sure whether they would tell her colleagues who were doctors. Jiang Chi.

After tentative questioning, Dr. Jiang really knew about the child’s suffocation at birth.

When she said not to tell Yu Tingchuan, Jiang Chi looked confused at her. She just said that the child was born early and there was a lot of unpleasantness in this process. The birth of a new life should be pleasant, since the child has already Safe and healthy, she doesn’t want Yu Tingchuan’s joy of having a son to add trouble.

Jiang Chi asked her: “This child is not easy to give birth. Are you sure you don’t want him to know?”

At that time, Song Qingcheng smiled at Jiang Chi: “No matter how easy it is, it is over. There is an idiom called’Mother is strong.’ I am the child’s mother. There are some things I can carry off, so his father shouldn’t be worried anymore. Once, the father of the child should be very scared these few days, even if he is an adult man, he cannot ignore his psychological endurance.”

Jiang Chi nodded, really helping her to hide the matter.

One year later, before the child’s first birthday, Yu Tingchuan mentioned the birth time of the child again, which inevitably made Song Qingcheng feel a sense of being “professed by the teacher”.

Seeing that she was silent, Yu Tingchuan took her hand and rubbed it lightly with some rough fingertips. His open voice was gentle: “The one who was deceived by you is not angry yet, so you should have a little temper first.”

“I didn’t have temperament.” Song Qingcheng raised his head: “It’s obviously you–”

But Yu Tingchuan straightened up his upper body, took her back into his arms, and said, “I have to formulate a set of rules for you in the future. Once you find out that you don’t know anything, you should immediately take care of her.

Song Qingcheng: “…”

“The son is naughty, and it’s not much better to be a mother.”

Listening to the tone of his sigh, Song Qingcheng was moved and couldn’t help reaching out to hug him back.

Recalling that in the past year, Yu Tingchuan’s love for his son has increased. Sometimes, he did hold this son in his hand as a baby. Now thinking about it, he knows that this child is not easy to come by is part of the reason.

The birthday banquet for Rainbow Kids will be held on the evening of September 6th.

Compared with the full moon banquet, there are thirty tables more.

In addition to relatives and friends, Yu Jia hosted a number of people from both business and political circles.

Yu Tingchuan remarried at the end of 2016. The news was true and false. Until mid-2017, he had already registered with his current wife to obtain a certificate. Even if there was no wedding, the status of the husband and wife had been confirmed. The full moon wine for the child was first served. To be low-key, now that the child is one year old, Yu Linjiang has the heart to make a big deal, the scene can be imagined.

Waiting for the week to catch the week, the little guy was wearing a festive Tang suit, crawling around on the table, making the guests laugh.

On the table, there are all kinds of items.

As a new mother, Song Qingcheng also had vanity. He hoped that the child would catch two auspicious things, but the little guy turned around a few times, but he didn’t notice one thing. He sat on the table with his **** on the table, his dark eyes looking left and right. Look.

At this moment, a delicate red rose was handed over.

Rainbow Kid’s eyes glowed, and he crawled over with lightning speed. He held the rose in Xiaorou’s hand, and opened his small mouth and solemnly said: “Flower!”

Before he finished speaking, Yu Linjiang slapped the youngest son who passed the flower on the back of the head.

Yu Chengye after being beaten: “…”

The adaptable guest smiled and explained: “A good selection of flowers shows that this child has a strong appreciation ability, and he will definitely have an artistic cell in the future.”

As soon as this statement was made, the atmosphere was even more harmonious than before.

Song Qingcheng whispered to her husband: “You won’t be a big carrot, right?”

Fortunately, Rainbow Kid was willing to give his father face, Yu Tingchuan picked up a pen, the little guy leaned forward to hold it, and did not forget to tell everyone: “Pen!”

Knowing that Yun Bao was already going, Chairman Yu began to show off his grandson.

However, in the specific performance session, Comrade Yu Chiyun leaned on the chair, just took two steps with his fat legs, his eyes were attracted by the tall beauty in the chest-wrapped dress, and he never looked back easily, no matter who called him. No answer, let alone keep walking forward.

Song Qingcheng: “…”