He Jing was so frightened that she forgot to cry, and froze on the spot.

She really has always wondered why the child is not like Qinglang at all, although it is true that he has the temperament and appearance of a soldier at a young age, but he has not inherited Qinglang's beauty at all, but has a strange wildness.

She thought that the child was more like her, after all, it was normal for some children to look like their mother, but as the child grew up day by day, her inner anxiety also increased day by day - because the child was delicate, but not as delicate as her temperament.

She began to wonder if Qing Lang could really have a child with her so cooperatively? This is not Qing Lang's style at all, could there be something greasy in this?

Now, this conjecture seems to be confirmed in Qinglang's words, He Jing is not only shocked and sad, but also sad and angry!

She's been used by Qing Lang!?

Everyone else knows that she is the only one who is kept in the dark?

"Situ Qinglang, what do you mean!" she put the child down and rushed to Qinglang angrily.

Sweetheart reflexively blocked in front of Qinglang, but was pulled back by Situ Qinglang, and Sweetheart realized at this moment that Qinglang's indifference was terrible, how chilling it was!

"You know very well what I mean, I can't have a baby with you. Situ Qinglang said sharply, "Don't think that I didn't know what tricks you played at the beginning, all this you get now can only be regarded as retribution." ”

"You!" He Jing was speechless for a while, so he had to look at him angrily, "Then you can't joke about the child!

"I'm sorry for him, you've used him as a bargaining chip from the beginning, have you ever thought that he was your son?"

Sweetheart listened to the two of them arguing, looked at the poor little child huddled in the corner and shivered, and felt indescribably sad - what did you two think of the child?

"To ...... Why don't you say it first, I'll take him somewhere else to play?" Sweetheart wiped away her tears and glanced at Qinglang.

Situ Qinglang really wanted to figure everything out in front of his sweetheart, but seeing the child squatting there trembling, he couldn't bear it, after all, the child was innocent.

"You...... Go ahead. He waved his hand.

Sweetheart squatted down and was about to pick up the child, when He Jing slashed his hand and grabbed it: "Don't touch my child! Don't think I don't know what you're doing! Sweetheart can't give birth to a child, so you just want to take my child away, right? You wild woman, don't think you can please my child! My child only listens to me!"

Situ Qinglang pulled He Jing's arm, urging his sweetheart to take the child away, he sneered: "He Jing, this child has no blood relationship with you, don't think that you gave birth to it, he belongs to you." ”

Sweetheart trotted all the way with the child in her arms, and the child was bumping on her back, pitiful. She could feel him shivering, but he didn't dare to cry or make trouble, just muttered "Mommy, Mommy".

There was a simple children's playground in the compound of the military region, and the sweetheart carried him there, took out a piece of candy from his pocket, handed it to him, and asked with a smile: "Little Douding, what is your name?"

The little boy looked at her, pursed his lips very cautiously and did not speak, and his eyes showed a little stubbornness.

"Why don't you speak? Sister...... Ah no, Auntie, I'm asking you. ”

The little boy rubbed the corners of his clothes and said nervously, "Mom said you are a bad person, and Mom said I can't talk to a bad person." ”

Sweetheart couldn't laugh or cry, she tilted her head and asked her, "So, what kind of good person is? Do you think Uncle Qinglang is a good person?"

The little boy immediately nodded vigorously and said in the affirmative, "Yes! Uncle Qinglang is a very good man......! Because he is a soldier, he can protect me!"

Sweetheart blinked and took out a military medal from his pocket: "Baby, sister...... Ah, Auntie, I'm also a soldier, do you know what this is? This is called a military merit medal, do you want to see it?"

The little boy's eyes lit up immediately when he heard this, and his bright eyes showed longing: "Auntie, can I take a look at it?"

Sweetheart suddenly felt at this moment - hey, why does this kid look a bit like Situ Qingfeng?