An Zihao didn't dare to show his thoughts on his face, he was afraid that the strength he had built up with great difficulty would be destroyed at some moment.

The road from the hospital to the villa was unimpeded, and it took less than half an hour to arrive, and when he got out of the car, the expression on An Zihao's face was still as cold as ever.

He opened the car door for Wen Xiaonuo and ordered, "Get out of the car for me!"

Wen Xiaonuo felt his coldness, and there was a kind of hatred for her, her heart was particularly unpleasant, as if a sharp knife was pierced into her heart, and the pain was so painful that she almost suffocated.

He would be so angry, Wen Xiaonuo could guess without thinking about it, he was angry because of what she did.

She obediently got out of the car, her arm was pinched and hurt by An Zihao just now, and even her bones hurt, but she didn't dare to show it.

In the face of An Zihao's change, Wen Xiaonuo was scared from the bottom, she looked up at him, he exuded a coldness around him at the moment, almost trying to freeze Wen Xiaonuo into an iceman.

Wen Xiaonuo knew that since he had returned, he had to face everything.

There is nothing to be afraid of.

Take a deep breath, calm yourself down, and speak slowly, "An Zihao, let's have a good talk, shall we?"

"Okay, I'd like to see what you're going to talk about?" dragged her into the living room.

When the maid saw Wen Xiaonuo coming back, she was surprised and greeted all kinds of people.

Of course, Wen Xiaonuo also responded one by one, after all, her relationship with the maid is not bad on weekdays.

The servants naturally saw An Zihao's face, and they didn't dare to stay longer, so they went to work separately.

An Zihao directly pulled Wen Xiaonuo to the room, then closed the door of the room heavily, and approached her step by step, "Wen Xiaonuo, you are quite capable, dare to escape from under my nose, and dare to survive under my nose, if it weren't for the fact that I love you, do you think you can still live like now?"

"An Zihao, can you calm down, otherwise we won't be able to talk. ”

Wen Xiaonuo looked at his face, very frightened.

The cold air came straight in, and there was a ruthlessness in the eyes that made people chill, Wen Xiaonuo gasped and calmed down.

Tell yourself, don't be afraid, there's nothing to be afraid of.

"Okay, I'd like to see, what do you want to say?"

An Zihao really couldn't control his emotions.

He didn't want to talk to her like that, but the thought of her disappearing for a year and a half, and then giving birth to a child, made it impossible for him to hold back that anger.

Wen Xiaonuo felt his anger, and she knew that since she came back with him, she had to face it.

She glanced at the child in her arms, he was no longer crying, his hand was licking in his mouth, and he was drooling a lot, as if it was delicious.

An Zihao looked at this scene, and his heart softened.

This is his son, a cute fat boy, and if his parents found out, they would definitely not stop them from being together again.

Wrong!

It should be said that more than a year ago, his mother no longer stopped stopping him, and as long as he was happy, they would accept it.

Wen Xiaonuo came back this time, and he would never let her go again.

Even if he is placed under house arrest, he has to do so.

He calmed down, lowered his voice a lot, and said, "Can I hug him?"

Wen Xiaonuo was stunned, his voice was much lower, and she raised her eyes to look at him.

Then he nodded, smiled at the baby in his arms, and said, "Baby, look, this is your daddy, he hugs you." ”

Even if she doesn't like An Zihao, but her son is his, he naturally won't deprive her.

"Son, my son. ”

An Zihao's emotions were a little excited, his outstretched hand trembled a little, and his performance touched Wen Xiaonuo's heart.

She could see that An Zihao liked this child, and she handed the child to him, "An Zihao, although we are not together, I have never thought of not letting you recognize each other." ”

An Zihao took the child, softly, and was smiling at him.

He smiled all of a sudden, and the smile was particularly bright, which made An Zihao's heart soften instantly, "Son, I have a son, I have a son." ”

Wen Xiaonuo, "......"

Dare to be affectionate, she was talking to herself just now.

"Son, you really God gave me the best gift of my life. "An Zihao really loves his son.

He kept amusing the child, and he still couldn't believe that he really had a son for a while.

It seems that he has to tell his parents the good news, and I believe they will be happy.

He teased for a moment, and the child kept laughing.

Wen Xiaonuo was really shocked, his son has been seven months old, and he has never seen An Zihao, but he didn't expect to meet for the first time, he didn't cry or make trouble, and he smiled happily.

Probably this is because blood is thicker than water.

She was silent, and stood quietly watching from the side.

Looking at everything that was familiar, there was the smell of An Zihao in the room, and she didn't know what kind of mood she was in in her heart.

It seems that it is no longer as disgusting as it used to be.

After a long time, An Zihao ignored her, as if she was air.

Wen Xiaonuo knew that this was not the way.

So, she took a deep breath and opened her mouth first, "An Zihao, let's talk, okay?"

Hearing her voice, An Zihao realized that he seemed to be too excited and left Wen Xiaonuo out of his mind.

Her voice was still so good, soft, like a trickle of water, and every first note could make him lose his mind.

It turned out that his love for her was still so deep, even deeper.

This woman is the best gift God has given him, and he knows what true love is. And gave him a better gift.

"What's my son's name?"

"Ann is worried. ”

An Zihao frowned slightly, "This name is not domineering at all." ”

Wen Xiaonuo, "......"

"That's a good name. Wen Xiaonuo didn't think there was anything bad.

"Not good, not at all. "An Zihao doesn't like the name.

Looks like he's going to have to think of a new name.

"It's quite a literary name, what's wrong?"

"My son, you have to be domineering. ”

"The name of the Si Si is not necessarily so domineering, it's just a name, so why bother. ”

I wanted to talk to him, but he always changed the subject, which gave her a lot of headaches.

"Wen Xiaonuo, my son's name, naturally can't be too literary, I don't like this name, I have to change it. ”

He didn't like it, so he had to change it.

"Well, you name it. ”

His domineering, she has always known, it is useless to raise the bar with him.

An Zihao was satisfied with her answer, nodded, and immediately took out the phone, called An Ziyan, and asked her to prepare baby supplies.

An Ziyan has heard in the hospital that Wen Xiaonuo has come back, and he is still holding a child.

Although she didn't see it, she naturally knew who this child was.