"But this is no solution, the child is born without a household registration. Why don't you talk to Uncle Baoguo about it? He's Xiao's godfather and can't mess things up for us. It's better to discuss it, isn't it?" Bai Yue really didn't want to hide here and there; having a baby was truly like guerrilla warfare.
Wang Yan nodded, "Don't worry, I'll call Uncle Baoguo. I'll take care of this matter; you just be responsible for keeping yourself and the baby well, you hear?" Clutching his wife's hand and refusing to let go, he felt incredibly joyful inside.
He finally had a child of his own, and it was different. He felt that his life was now complete.
Although he never talked about it and truly considered Li Haiping's three boys his own kids, if he said there wasn't the slightest hope in his heart, it would be a lie. Which man wouldn't want a child of their own flesh and blood?
