"yes. Su Ran touched his little face and said, "Let's have breakfast, okay?"

She wanted to walk over and pour the porridge into the bowl, but Song Weixi's little hand tugged at her sleeve, and she looked back at him, and he pointed to the person standing at the door.

Song Weixi has always been smart, before Mrs. Song mentioned to him that his father was coming back to see him, and now a strange man appeared at the door, in fact, he guessed that it should be his father.

Song Tingyu had actually seen Song Weixi's photos before, and the Song family sent him a photo, because this child was conceived by Su Ran after he was designed, not what he expected, so he didn't feel anything at that time, but standing in front of him today, face to face with him, he found that there was still a touch in his heart.

Bloodline, after all, is a wonderful thing.

Song Tingyu walked in front of him, Song Weixi raised his little face and looked at him, like a ghost: "Are you my father?"

Song Tingyu hooked the corners of his lips and nodded: "Yes, I'm your father." ”

Song Weixi saw his father for the first time since he was born, and the first thing he did was to ask for justice for his mother: "Why haven't you come back to see me and my mother for four years?"

Su Ran didn't expect him to ask like this, so he hurriedly hugged him: "Vichy, this is a matter between adults, you are still young, don't care, things are not what you think." ”

Song Tingyu listened to Su Ran's words, looked at her beautiful face, her eyes flashed with condensed light, he felt that this woman was just pretending, how could Song Weixi, such a young child, talk to him like this when they first met? It must be that she usually said something about him in front of him, since she did that, what are you still pretending to do in front of him?

The sarcastic smile on the corner of his mouth, Su Ran found out, but he knew that he had always hated her, so she didn't feel anything.

Back then, he always thought that she and her father were tricking and calculating him, but in fact, he didn't know that she was also a victim.

But what's the use of those who tell him? He doesn't want to hear it, and he won't believe what she says.

"Come, Vichy, let's have breakfast first. "The millet porridge was put on for a while, and now it is warm, the right temperature, Su Ran hugged Song Weixi and wanted to feed him, but this little guy has been independent since he was a child and wants to eat it by himself.

Su Ran had no choice but to hand him the spoon: "Be careful." ”

Song Weixi still needs her to handle the discharge from the hospital, she glanced at Song Tingyu: "You accompany him here, and I will help him go through the discharge procedures." ”

After Su Ran left, Song Tingyu pulled a chair and sat down in front of Song Weixi's hospital bed, this was the first time he looked at Song Weixi, his son.

Song Weixi was eating porridge and felt that someone was looking at him, so he raised his little face and wrinkled his little nose: "What are you looking at me like this?"

"Song Weixi, I'm your father. Song Tingyu reiterated again.

Song Weixi took a sip of porridge and puffed out his mouth: "It's okay for me to have my mother." ”

The little guy is full of hostility towards himself......

Song Tingyu is not good at getting along with children, and Song Weixi rejects him as a so-called father in his heart, so the time that the father and son spend together is almost zero communication throughout the whole process.

Su Ran came back after completing the formalities, and when he pushed open the door, he saw the picture of the father and son sitting together, staring at each other with big eyes.