An extremely proud and satisfied expression appeared on Mu Liancheng's face: "My son, you haven't met him yet, have you?"
Gu Qichen was taken aback: "You have a son? Since when?"
Speaking of this, Mu Liancheng was almost indignant: "I only found out about it not too long ago. That blasted girl threatened to kill herself if I didn't divorce her. After the divorce, she disappeared on me. By the time I found her, our son was already three years old. How could she do this to me? That was also my son. I didn't even know he existed, and missed his birth and growing up. You have no idea how much regret and pain I feel."
Finishing speaking, Mu Liancheng downed another mouthful of alcohol.
Gu Qichen seemed to be lost in thought, and also took a drink from a cup.
A touch of sadness seemed to play around the corners of Gu Qichen's mouth: "At least she gave birth to your child."
He thought of the unborn child he and Xia Yangyang should have had.
