After I left my job, I became pregnant with my ex-boss’s child.

"Zigui Nursing Home." Leng Tianrui read out as he looked at the big sign on the retro building in front of him.

Jiang Xiangming lowered his head and looked at his phone, typing quickly with his fingers without making a sound.

In addition to their father and son, there was also a crying baby in the car.

The car stopped at the entrance of the nursing home. The driver and the man in the car behind held umbrellas and opened the door for them.

Leng Tianrui held his son for the first time, and his hands were not used to it. Jiang Xiangming couldn't see it, but he had no intention of picking it up.

The three of them walked towards the door in the heavy rain.

In front of the sanatorium building twenty meters away, a middle-aged man was waiting in the distance.

As soon as Jiang Xiangming approached, the middle-aged man stepped forward and said respectfully: "Mr. Jiang, it's raining so hard, you still have to work hard to come here."

Jiang Xiangming shook hands with him and briefly introduced Leng Tianrui: "This is the dean here, surnamed Lin."

Leng Tianruiteng didn't move his hand to shake it and said, "Hello, Dean Lin."

After following Dean Lin in, Jiang Xiangming looked around and said, "It seems that there is really no one there."

"Well, we have been transferring them to other hospitals or completing procedures one after another in the past few days."

Jiang Xiangming said with satisfaction: "It's easy to talk when there are many people. You did a good job."

Dean Lin was very happy to receive the compliment: "This is as it should be. After all, the old man likes to be clean."

"Yes," Jiang Xiangming said, "We are doing this all for the sake of the old man."

"Mr. Jiang is still filial." The old man gave a thumbs up.

The rain is getting heavier and heavier, and the sound of rain is rumbling.

The light in Mr. Leng's bedroom was bright.

After turning on the light, he returned to the chessboard by the window.

Playing left-hand and right-handed chess is something he likes to do very much. However, the more he played today, the more he felt that he was trapped in a dilemma.

Whether it is white or black, the entanglement is too deep and there is no way to escape.

Distraught, Mr. Leng picked up the small purple sand teapot next to him, sipped the spout of the teapot and drank slowly.

There was a sudden movement outside the house. Mr. Leng frowned and cast a disgusted look.

However, he saw that the footsteps stopped outside his room door, and there was no knock on the door. The other party opened the door directly.

Before seeing anyone, Mr. Leng heard the child's cry. When the door opened, he saw the baby being held in Leng Tianrui's arms.

The child looked so young that Mr. Leng seemed unable to look away.

Seeing the child being carried over, Mr. Leng looked at it carefully. He was too small and wrinkled, like a small dumpling.

Seeing that the old man liked children so much, Leng Tianrui said, "Grandpa, Mu Wenwen gave birth to this child for me."

Old Master Leng paused, raised his eyelids to look at him, and then looked at Jiang Xiangming aside. He suddenly snorted coldly and stopped looking at the child.

Jiang Xiangming smiled and said calmly: "Dad, this child just came out of the hospital and hasn't been home yet, so I brought him to see you."

After saying that, Jiang Xiangming looked at Leng Tianrui: "Take the child to the old man for a hug."

Old man Leng hid on the other side, ignoring the child Leng Tianrui handed him.

Leng Tianrui frowned: "Grandpa..."

Mr. Leng went to the opposite side of the chessboard, picked up a chess piece, and dropped it crisply on the chessboard.

Jiang Xiangming tightened his palms and held back the anger in his heart: "What, Dad, don't you like children very much? Why don't you hug them when they are brought to you?"

"You go," Mr. Leng said coldly, "Don't disturb my chess game."

Jiang Xiangming smiled angrily: "Okay, then there must be a meeting gift, right? I have brought the children in front of you, and you must not express your gratitude?"

Mr. Leng was about to make a move when he paused with his fingers and looked up at him: "The Leng family is in the hands of your family, what else do you want as a meeting gift?"

"Dad, what do you mean, no?"

Mr. Leng dropped the chess piece in his hand and said, "No."

Jiang Xiangming couldn't bear it anymore, and the anger in his heart suddenly burst. He suddenly raised his hand, and all the chess pieces on Mr. Leng's chessboard were swept to the ground by him, and they rolled away with a crackle.

Leng Tianrui was startled, and the baby in his arms suddenly cried even harder.