Her heart was actually uneasy.

Reason told her that if he didn't open his heart, even if she brought the child over and forced him with the child, it might be counterproductive.

After entering his living room, she regretted it.

But Auntie Hong was very happy to see Ziqiu.

She took Ziqiu from Qin An'an's arms, held him for a while, and then sent Ziqiu back to Qin An'an's arms.

"An An, Mr. is upstairs. He only ate a bowl of porridge at night, how could he be full? But he refused to eat any more. I don't know whether he is resting or in the study." Aunt Hong said , show her the way in front, "You hold the child, be careful of your feet."

Qin Anan hesitated: "Aunt Hong, why don't I bother him anymore. I'm afraid that after he sees Ziqiu, it will increase his psychological burden."

Aunt Hong was stunned by her words.

"But what if he sees Ziqiu and untangles the knot?" Aunt Hong said, "He is Ziqiu's father, and he always has to face Ziqiu. Do you never recognize this child for the rest of your life?"

The reason why Aunt Hong asked Qin Anan to bring Ziqiu to Fu Shiting to see is because Aunt Hong felt that Fu Shiting was alone now.

His mother passed away, Yin Yin was gone, and now he and his only eldest brother's family were completely torn apart.

It's like he doesn't have a home.

It's Fu Shiting's current situation that it's someone else's, and I'm afraid there will be psychological problems.

Aunt Hong wanted Qin Anan and her child to feel like Fu Shiting's family.

"An An, try it! If he reacts violently, take the child back." Aunt Hong said.

Qin Anan nodded.

Since it's here, try it. What if it works?

On the second floor, Aunt Hong went to his bedroom to take a look.

The door to his bedroom was left open, and no one was inside.

"Sir should be in the study." Aunt Hong said to Qin An'an, "Go ahead and knock on the door! I won't go there."

Except for a bed, Fu Shiting's bedroom didn't have too many things.

Aunt Hong came in every day to clean, so she didn't have too many scruples.

On the contrary, he has a lot of things in his study.

Usually, he does not ask the servants to clean, and the servants dare not enter his study casually.

Qin Anan carried Ziqiu and walked towards the study step by step.

Walking to the door of the study, she took a deep breath and knocked on the door.

She pricked up her ears and listened to the voice inside.

After a while, the study door was opened.

She looked at his tall figure standing in front of her, and she was stunned.

Ziqiu, who was sleeping in her arms, seemed to have telepathy and suddenly opened her eyes.

After the little guy opened his eyes, Fu Shiting was immediately attracted by his bright and deep eyes.

This was the first time father and son looked at each other.

After Fu Shiting saw his face that looked like his own, an overwhelming emotion surged in his heart.

It is difficult for him to tell whether he loves or hates this child, or neither love nor hate. He just couldn't accept his existence.

"Shiting..." Qin Anan looked at his trance-like face and called out his name.

He woke up like a dream, and his eyes quickly retracted from Ziqiu's face: "Take him away."

His voice was hoarse, neither heavy nor low.

Qin Anan couldn't tell the real emotions between the lines for a while.

He didn't want to see children, but he didn't hate children as much as she thought.

She was a little lost in her heart.

There are thousands of mistakes, and none of them are Ziqiu's fault. Why do this to children? JrNovels.com