The child was still young and couldn't understand what Jiang Fengcheng was saying, but she subconsciously shook her hand, which was a great comfort to Jiang Fengcheng, and he felt that his daughter understood his suffering.

"Baby, you haven't come up with a name yet, Daddy will give you a name, huh...... Just call it Jiang Yulan, I hope you have your own unique charm like the magnolia tree, your nickname is Little Sweetheart, you are Dad's sweetheart!"

Jiang Fengcheng was very satisfied with the name he gave the child to marry, and the child seemed to understand, and even grinned, as if saying that she liked the name.

Seeing his daughter's smile, Jiang Fengcheng was overjoyed, and immediately called a nurse to help his daughter register her name, and then go through the discharge procedures.

When everything was done, just half an hour passed, he came to the ward with his daughter in his arms, and when he saw Zhou Jingya packing up her things, he said lukewarmly: "Let's go." ”

Seeing that Jiang Fengcheng finished speaking and left, Zhou Jingya was unhappy again, but she couldn't say anything, it was more important to go back to Jiang's house now, and she would talk about it when she got home.

So she reluctantly followed behind Jiang Fengcheng with her luggage, her little face was always angry, and when she saw the strange eyes of passers-by along the way, she was even more angry.

In the parking lot, Jiang Fengcheng opened the car door, opened the trunk, and motioned Zhou Jingya to put the luggage in the trunk, but Zhou Jingya stopped doing it, threw the luggage, and said angrily: "Jiang Fengcheng, isn't this kind of thing you should do? You actually let me do it as a mother." ”

"If you don't want to go back to the Jiang family, then whatever you want. ”

After speaking, Jiang Fengcheng was about to go over and close the trunk.

Seeing this, Zhou Jingya immediately threw her luggage in: "Hmph! Who said I won't go back? Didn't I put my luggage on?"

"Get in the car, I don't have time to spend with you. ”

Jiang Fengcheng's face became colder and colder, and after putting aside such a sentence, he opened the driver's door and went up, closed the door and put his little sweetheart in the passenger seat, and buckled his seat belt.

Zhou Jingya originally wanted to be the passenger seat, but after seeing Jiang Fengcheng's actions, she thought about it and sat honestly in the back, not caring about the front, not holding the child, and not looking at the child more.

And Jiang Fengcheng didn't care about this, he didn't want to look at Zhou Jingya at all, let alone Zhou Jingya hugging the child, he was also worried that Zhou Jingya wouldn't hug it, so he touched the child.

Along the way, the husband and wife didn't speak, like strangers, no one cared about anyone, and they returned to Jiang's house all the way.

Jiang's father and Jiang's mother were very happy to see Jiang Fengcheng take the child back, with the existence of this child, their attitude towards Zhou Jingya was much better, and they also asked for warmth, and served her hot chicken soup to make up for her body.

However, Zhou Jingya ignored it, if she wasn't hungry, she wouldn't have been too lazy to drink that bowl of chicken soup, but this woman is really easy to change her nature, and she was disgusted for a while after drinking it: "The chicken soup is so light, it tastes good when you drink it, and it's no different from drinking water." ”

"Zhou Jingya, don't go too far, my mother still dislikes it for you to drink, if you don't want to drink, don't drink it, no one will force you." ”

What Jiang Fengcheng is most unaccustomed to is that someone is critical of his mother, especially a woman like Zhou Jingya!