Chapter 1969 His Baby

An Ziqi gave him a sympathetic look, then smiled and handed the little ball in her arms to him.

"Director Ye, your son."

Ye Wuge lowered his head with some curiosity, looking at the little ball in An Ziqi's arms. Is this his son?

Different from the feeling when he saw Xiao Qianai, a wonderful feeling rose in his heart.

It was as if an invisible hand tightly connected him and the little ball in front of him.

The situation of the Ye family was complicated. When he was five years old, his mother died of illness.

Later, his father married another woman, and he was not welcomed by his family since he was a child.

Therefore, he had seen too many human feelings and left the Ye family alone in his teens to make a living.

By his twenties, he was already in the limelight and had made his own career.

For so many years, he had never gone back, even after he was successful in his career, his father asked him to go back countless times.

He never felt family affection there, nor did he feel that it was his home.

Now, looking at this little ball, he knew that this was his baby, and from now on, he finally had a home.

He has his own family.

He stretched out his finger and poked the little dumpling's soft cheek. The little dumpling closed his eyes tightly, and the pink little mouth moved, and stretched out his tongue to lick his fingertips.

Ye Wuge's heart softened instantly. Just as he was about to reach out to hug, a pair of hands stretched out from the side and directly took the little dumpling away from An Ziqi's arms.

Jia Lan happily hugged the little guy, "Good baby, grandpa will take you to find mommy."

Ye Wuge's face darkened. How can people live this life if someone steals his wife and son?

An Ziqi sneered and patted his shoulder sympathetically.

"The revolution has not yet succeeded, comrades still need to work hard."

The two returned to the ward together.

Jia Lan sat in front of the bed with a smile, teased the little dumpling, and then touched Jia Yin's head.

"It's okay."

Ye Wuge was extremely resentful. That place should have been his place, and he should have been holding his wife and son.

Unfortunately, Jia Lan did not let Ye Wuge get close to the bed at all, let alone let him see Jia Yin and the baby.

Ye Wuge was so angry that smoke was coming out of his head, but he had no way to deal with it.

He couldn't beat Jia Lan, and he couldn't beat him in terms of fighting power.

After get off work, Xiao Moli called An Ziqi but couldn't get through, so he called home.

Nuoyan said she didn't go back, Xiao Moli couldn't help but panic, and called Lin Man, and then he knew that An Ziqi went to the hospital.

He drove directly there.

He finally felt relieved when he pushed the door open and saw An Ziqi. An Ziqi heard the door open and turned around to see him.

Somewhat surprised, "Why are you here?"

"You can't get through on the phone." Xiao Moli pursed his lips and stepped forward.

An Ziqi then remembered that she turned off her mobile phone when she accompanied Jia Yin into the delivery room, and she hasn't turned it on until now.

She raised her hand and held his outstretched hand, smiling gently, "I forgot to turn off my phone when I accompanied Jia Yin into the delivery room before."

Xiao Moli saw a circle of blue on An Ziqi's snow-white wrist with sharp eyes, and his brows immediately twisted tightly.

He pulled the man into his arms and pulled his wrist up to his eyes. The circle of green was clearly made by someone's hands.

He said in a deep voice, "What's going on?"

An Ziqi looked down and pulled his sleeves down a little to cover the circle of green. He squeezed him slightly and smiled, "It's okay. Jiayin was too nervous to give birth."