Deep Affection: Honey, Come Back To Me

Vicente and Noah went to see the two babies together. The premature babies were kept in the hospital's incubator, so they could only look at them through the glass for a while.

The children's eyes hadn't opened yet, and their wrinkled appearance couldn't hide their cuteness. Vicente really wanted to hug them.

"See? My son." Nangong raised her elbow and nudged Noah. She pouted and played with the child from time to time, smiling.

Noah looked back and forth between the two kids with the same look. When he saw the two kids moving their hands, he couldn't help but raise his hands to touch the glass, trying to hold the kids' hands.

The newborn children were so pure and cute.

But after a closer look, Noah seemed to have sensed something. He glanced at Vicente and asked, "Are the children more than six months old?"

"Yes." Vicente giggled and winked at the little boys. So she didn't think much about Noah's question, so she answered all the way, "What poor boys! They have to come out before they can stay enough in Mommy's belly. They can only live in the incubator for the next period of time and can't

microphone, they asked, "Count Nangong, you refuse to answer now because something happened to her ladyship and her child, right?"

No one wanted to hear others say that her friend had an accident. Vicente couldn't bear it anymore, but she still had to maintain her magnanimity and smiled gently at the reporters.

"This is the hospital. Many patients are receiving surgeries. Now you disguise yourself and come in with camera and talk loudly, it may affect the patient and the doctor. In case something happens, I believe that you will have a guilty conscience."

All of a sudden, the journalists restrained themselves with a little shame.

However, there were still people who were desperate for the news. "If you had answered our questions from the beginning, we wouldn't have been so noisy here. In the final analysis, it's all your fault, Count Nangong."

"Well," Vicente sneered, "Which company are you from?"

Without waiting for that reporter's answer, Vicente also saw her work card and said with a smile, "Congratulations! You have been suppressed. You don't have to say anything. I'm threatening you."