What a pity that child has been used as a tool for exploitation since he was born.

Josnian strode towards the delivery room.

As soon as I entered, I saw many nurses standing at the door fearfully, whispering about something, and they were at a loss what to do.

When they saw Josnian coming, they all fell silent again and stopped speaking.

Josnian put his hands indifferently in his trousers pockets, just at the quietest moment of the night.

"Mr. Evan, you are here. Miss Jiang is resting in the room with someone accompanying her," a nurse said.

"Where's the child?"

"We, Dr. Andy, were holding a very beautiful little girl. Because Ms. Jiang was a little out of control just after giving birth, we, Dr. Andy, took the baby to a special nursery. After coaxing the baby, she gave it to Jiang.

Miss, look. Mr. Evan, why don't you go see Miss Jiang first? She is not in a good mood and may need someone to enlighten her. You are her husband, so it is best for you to go." The nurse's attitude was kind.

Josnian didn't say anything more. He glanced at them and turned away.

He went to the room.

Before he could step in, a crying, choked but weak voice came from the door: "Go away!"

"Miss, you must not exert force, or the wound will split. We have just undergone surgery, and if you exert force like this, it will not be conducive to recovery and may cause secondary injuries. It is best for you to rest in bed. We will help you if you need anything.

You." came the servant's voice.

"I want you to get out, you all get out! Where is that child? Where is it? Give it to me, give it to me!"

"Miss, if you have anything to say, please tell us. Don't be excited just after giving birth. Miss, please."

"Bring the child over here and get out!"

"Miss……"

The people inside were still comforting Jiang Yao, but Jiang Yao seemed to be out of control, completely out of control, shouting and going crazy.

Her voice was ugly, her tears mixed with sobs, curses and hatred.

No amount of comfort could be given to the people inside.

Josnian listened at the door for a while, showed no reaction, and turned around indifferently.

After walking a few steps, I heard a group of nurses who had just come out of the delivery room talking about each other while washing their hands: "Have you seen Miss Jiang's baby?"

"Can I not see it?"

"Oh my god, the little girl is pretty, but her golden curly hair... is too exaggerated? Her father and mother both have black hair. Even if Miss Jiang has American genes, she will not give birth to a blonde.

Come little girl?”

"I don't know. Putting aside this, the little girl looks quite similar to Miss Jiang, especially her eyes, but she looks nothing like her father, Mr. Evan. What's going on?"

"Who would have known that Mr. Evan would accompany Ms. Jiang every time she had her prenatal check-up, and he even bought such a luxurious villa for Ms. Jiang to live in. This is really well-intentioned. I think Mr. Evan doesn't know about it yet."

"Are you stupid? No matter how ignorant you are, how can you still be unclear when you see the child?"

"That's right, I can't hide it no matter what."

"Mr. Evan is the most handsome oriental man I have ever seen. Except he doesn't like to smile very much. I can't fault him at all. Every time he comes to the hospital, I peek at him! I don't understand how such a handsome husband sleeps in the hospital.

Don’t you feel anything around you? Are you looking for something else?”
Chapter completed!