Mr. Mo, your wife has given birth to triplets again.

Chapter 735 Song Nuannuan's Secret

When Cheng Sihan returned to the ward, he found that Song Nuannuan had closed her eyes and fallen asleep.

He walked over, bent down, and gently kissed Song Nuannuan's forehead.

"You're back, Ahan."

Song Nuannuan was awakened by the kiss.

"Okay, sweetie, get some rest."

"I was just feeling sleepy because of the medication, and you woke me up with a kiss."

Song Nuannuan stared unblinkingly at the man she had missed so long, the man she once loved most.

Her eyes were filled with longing and deep affection.

"Then I'll keep you company for a while, and then we can rest?"

"Hmm, lie down on the bed. You'll be uncomfortable sitting like this."

Song Nuannuan shifted her position, making room for Cheng Sihan.

"Warm and cozy..."

Cheng Sihan didn't stand on ceremony, climbed onto the bed, and hugged Song Nuannuan tightly.

"Ahan...I..."

Song Nuannuan hesitated, as if she wanted to say something but then stopped herself.

It seems like there's something difficult to say.

Unable to speak.

It seems like she's struggling with whether or not she can reveal the secret in her heart.

"Nuan Nuan, thankfully, we've reunited. Thankfully, I didn't lose you. I'm so grateful to God that you're still here, and I can still hold you in my arms."

Cheng Sihan's eyes were bloodshot.

The deep affection and relief in his eyes made Song Nuannuan, who was torn, finally make a decision.

She looked up, her eyes moist.

"Ahan, I...I have a secret. Don't be too surprised if you hear it, and don't blame me for not telling you before."

"What secret? Did you give birth to my baby?"

Cheng Sihan's joking remark made Song Nuannuan tremble.

“How…how did you know? The baby is already five years old, a beautiful little girl, her name is Cheng Ailin.”

Song Nuannuan's words left Cheng Sihan, who had been joking, utterly shocked.

His eyes held shock, bewilderment, ecstasy, and excitement.

He was completely frozen in place, as if petrified.

"Ahan, don't you like the baby? I... shouldn't I have given birth to her?"

Song Nuannuan looked at Cheng Sihan, who was staring blankly and unresponsive, with a look of utter dejection.

Could it be that Ahan doesn't want her to have his baby?

A hint of pain flashed in her eyes.

"No, I'm just so surprised and overjoyed, Nuannuan, we have a daughter?"

Cheng Sihan's expression changed instantly, her face filled with undisguised ecstasy.

He hugged Song Nuannuan tightly, once again confirming whether Nuannuan was joking with him.

"Nuan Nuan, I'm so happy! Is it true? I really have a daughter?"

"real."

Song Nuannuan's cooled heart warmed up once again, and the pain and confusion in her eyes disappeared.

It turns out that Ahan was just shocked by this unexpected surprise, not that he disliked the baby she gave birth to.

"Is my daughter at her parents' house now? I want to see her as soon as possible, hug her, and make up for the fatherly love she has missed all these years."

Cheng Sihan was so happy that she wanted to see her daughter immediately.

“Eileen isn’t home. My parents don’t know. I was afraid they wouldn’t like her because of you, so I kept it from them. I rented an apartment near home and hired two nannies to take care of her. I often go back to take care of her. Our Eileen is very cute. Would you like to see her picture?”

Song Nuannuan's eyes lit up.

When she talks about her daughter, she is full of doting affection and love.

"Yes, please show me a picture of my precious daughter."

Cheng Sihan was so excited that his hands were trembling.

He never expected that Nuannuan would give birth to a precious daughter for him.

Song Nuannuan picked up her phone from the bedside table, found her daughter's photo album, and handed it to Cheng Sihan.

Looking at the photos in the album, showing her daughter from birth to age one, two, three, and even five, tears streamed down Cheng Sihan's face.

His gaze lingered on a photo of his daughter when she was five years old.

Five-year-old Eileen has fair skin and big, bright eyes like obsidian. She has two braids, wears a pink hair accessory, and is dressed in a pink princess dress. She stands in front of the children's slide in the community, making a V-sign with her delicate white hands.

The little girl looks delicate, beautiful, cute, and smart.

Cheng Sihan reached out his excited hand and stroked his daughter's delicate little face. Overwhelmed with the excitement of becoming a father for the first time and the natural attraction of blood ties, he couldn't help but gently kiss the face in his daughter's photo.

The baby's features are almost a perfect replica of his, except for his thin, pink lips, which resemble Nuannuan's.

"The baby is so beautiful, my darling!"

Cheng Sihan was so excited that her phone fell onto the bed with a "thud".

He hurriedly picked up the phone, as if it contained a precious treasure, and held onto it tightly.

"Thank you, Nuannuan. You went through so much and still gave birth to the baby. I'm sorry that I wasn't there to take care of you during your pregnancy and childbirth. I'm a jerk."

Cheng Sihan put down his phone, grabbed Song Nuannuan's hand, and slapped himself hard across the face.

He hated his own arrogance, hated himself for so easily believing his father's lies without investigating the truth, which caused Nuannuan such deep harm.

I also missed the chance to be with Nuannuan during her pregnancy and to witness my daughter's birth and growth.

Endless regret overwhelmed Cheng Sihan.

He got out of bed and knelt down on the floor with a thud.

"I'm sorry, Nuannuan, I deserve to die."

He slapped himself.

Looking at the man in front of her, whose face was full of regret and who was agitated, Song Nuannuan felt her pain and grievances burst forth like a flood.

She burst into tears.

It was as if she wanted to vent all the pent-up emotions, pain, grievances, panic, discomfort, and confusion she felt during her pregnancy and the birth of her daughter, as well as the despair and helplessness she felt when her child was sick.

She cried her heart out.

He even reached out and kept pounding Cheng Sihan's shoulder.

"Do you know how awful my morning sickness was during my pregnancy? During prenatal checkups, seeing everyone else with their husbands by their side while I was all alone was so painful? How scared I was during childbirth with severe bleeding? How worried I was when Eileen had a high fever? How much pain I felt when she asked me for her dad in her soft, baby voice?"

Song Nuannuan released all the negative emotions she had been hiding in her heart.

"I'm sorry, Nuannuan, I'm so sorry!"

Cheng Sihan could only say sorry, as if that was the only way to ease Nuannuan's pain.

He stood up, sat back on the bed, hugged the woman tightly, and burst into tears.

At this moment, the hatred she felt for her father, Cheng Wankai, reached its peak.

If his father appeared in front of him at this moment, he would probably lose control and beat his father up.

It was all because of his wrong decision many years ago that forced Nuan Nuan to leave him, causing him to miss out on such a good lover and the opportunity to take care of his father.

After they had cried enough, their emotions gradually calmed down.

"Nuan Nuan, will I be able to see Eileen tomorrow?"

"Of course I can. I have never hidden that you are her father, nor have I used my surname to name her. I just told him that his father works in S country and is very busy, but he will come back to see her when he has time."

At this moment, Song Nuannuan was very glad that she hadn't hidden the truth from Eileen about who her father was because she hated Cheng Wankai.