After seven years of marriage, Ruan Shuhe and I have never had children. She once held me in her arms and said sincerely: "Don't think too much, I have never liked children. It's enough to have you in this life." But at the moment when her company went public, the bell rang. The door to the hall was slammed open. My half-brother came in, the baby in his arms crying loudly. Gu Yuchuan shouted miserably: "Ruan Shuhe! This is your son! How could you not want us, father and son!" Her face turned pale, and she suddenly turned her head to look at me, her eyes full of panic and pleading. But she doesn't know. I've known about this child's existence for a long time.
