The newborn baby in front of him was quite ugly. All newborns were ugly, and there were very few exceptionally good-looking ones.
He looked very small, and the broad-bean-sized little "thing" between his two legs let Lin Qi know that this was a boy.
"You didn't tell me he had been born." Lin Qi touched the baby's little hand. It was very soft, light almost without any weight, and he didn't dare to use force, fearing that he might hurt him.
Lin Qi had had an illegitimate child in another world, and when he found out back then, that child was already in middle school.
Therefore, he did not have much emotional response.
Many people said that when seeing a newborn, there would be a very special feeling, like the continuation of life, or seeing oneself as a successor in the long river of time.
But Lin Qi did not have these feelings; it just felt very ordinary—neither happy nor sorrowful.
Momo and her girlfriend stood to one side. "I saw the news that you've been very busy lately, so I didn't disturb you."
Lin Qi let go of his hand, and both women breathed a sigh of relief.
He turned and walked out to the balcony, lighting a cigarette.
Two children, and there might be more in the future; besides, this was a boy.
It was a bit of a headache.
For no particular reason, he thought of Gardon.
Because Mr. Simon constantly refused to admit that Gardon was his son, he eventually died at his own son's gun.
He did not know why he thought of this, but he would pay attention to it.
With a child, no matter how much one claimed some things didn't matter, things would inevitably change.
Momo walked to Lin Qi's side and