บท 1467: Whose Child Is It? (Part Eight)

Meiduo was worried, anxious, and uneasy.

Ming Ansheng gazed intently at Meiduo in silence.

If the child was really his, how could he bear to send him to the orphanage?

But what about his Yueyue?

Meiduo noticed that Ming Ansheng had clammed up and she whispered, "I'm sorry for appearing now. I must have disrupted your life."

Ming Ansheng continued to study the woman's expression.

All their shared memories flooded him in an instant.

'Are you Meiduo? They said that it's difficult to win your heart. Can I woo you?'

'Okay.'

'Hey, why are you running away?'

'You said you wanted to woo me, of course, I had to make it difficult for you.'

In that old alley, the sprightly and vivacious girl… his memories were getting blurry.

The first time he smoked… the first time he got drunk… his first time…