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  The fetus was only over eight months old, and Su Qianci had already been taken to the hospital. On the way to the hospital, her water broke. She constantly recalled the words of Li Beixing: Sicheng is still alive! Yes, he was definitely alive!

  But why go? Why didn’t he come back to see her? Even if he did not want to look at her, he should look at the children. She was going to give birth, could he know about that?

  Tears dropped from Su Qianci’s eyes, and the pain from her lower abdomen made her extremely uncomfortable. There was a lot of noise around, and Su Qianci’s mind was blank. She didn’t know when she entered the delivery room and didn’t know what was going on around her. When the glare of the incandescent light hit, she saw the face she had thought of day and night.

  Li Sicheng was in front of her eyes, and he smiled softly at her. Looking doting and content, he said, “It’s amazing. My wife is really amazing.”


  Smiling, Su Qianci’s tears flowed down from the corner of her eyes. When she reached out to touch his face, the face disappeared without a trace. The curvature of her lips suddenly went down. Her eyes were blurred.

  “Li Sicheng, where are you? I miss you.”


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  It was difficult to give natural birth to twins, and Su Qianci was having a Caesarean section. A boy and a girl, the whole family was happy. The boy came out a little earlier than the girl, so he was honored to be the big brother. However, due to premature birth, both children entered the infant incubators.

  Looking at the rows of little babies inside, Captain Li found a sign with the name of Su Qianci at a glance. He was so happy that he could not keep his mouth shut. As for the names of the babies, after thinking about it again and again, the captain wrote: Li Jianqian, Li Jianyue.

  And the nickname……

  Su Qianci smiled and said that the name that Li Sicheng had, which was either serious or a joke: Dasu, Ersu. Although many people complained the names were terrible, they were given by Li Sicheng, weren’t they? After lying in the hospital for a few days, Su Qianci quickly moved back to the old house to rest.

  Lu Yihan had upgraded from the original male bestie to a male cook. Almost every day, he would come to the old house to make Su Qianci all kinds of food.

  Li Jinnan always had a bunch of things that he couldn’t understand and always ran into her room to ask her.

  Su Qianci smiled and answered him, looked at him and said: “Jinnan.”


  Li Jinnan bit his pen, looked up and was a bit stunned. “What?”


  “When I’m done resting, can you teach me to fight?”


  “You want to learn?”


  “Yes, and shooting.”


  “Why do you want to learn this? This is illegal,” Li Jinnan said seriously.

  “Self-defense, so I can protect myself. Later, maybe I can protect my children.” Su Qianci smiled and looked at Li Jinnan, bowed her head and said, “Maybe when he comes back, I can say to him proudly: Look, without you, I can live very well.”

  Li Yannan stared at her for a long while, and then nodded helplessly. “Okay, wait until you finish resting.”


  Sending away Li Jinnan, Nanny Rong took the babies for her to breastfeed them.

  Su Qianci was too thin, so she did not have much milk, which must be mixed with milk powder. She was holding Ersu, smiling as she watched her small hand grabbing at her and her mouth sucking. Her eyes fell on the wedding photo on the bedside. Su Qianci’s look became softer. “Look, without you, I can live very well.”