In the neonatal ICU, Ye Hai stared solemnly at the two rosy little babies inside the incubator, his emotions in turmoil.
Whenever the two little ones unconsciously rolled over or lifted a hand, a smile would involuntarily appear on Ye Hai's face.
It was only at that moment that Ye Hai belatedly realized he was these two little ones' grandfather, that they carried his bloodline.
"That kid is here."
Zhong Meiru entered the ward and lowered her voice to remind him, "What are you thinking now?"
As though he had not heard his wife, Ye Hai looked at the two babies for a long while before saying gravely, "Make them get married."
"Would he agree?"
Zhong Meiru said awkwardly, "You know what that kid is like. He flits from one woman to another and has entanglements with a whole bunch of women outside. How could he possibly marry Yinan openly and properly?"
"He has to agree, whether he wants to or not."
Ye Hai withdrew his somewhat affectionate gaze, and his expression immediately darkened. "Once Yinan recovers, have them get their marriage license."
Ye Hai was deeply dissatisfied with having the womanizing Shen Lang as his son-in-law. The fact that Shen Lang had secretly gotten his daughter pregnant made Ye Hai's Favorability toward him nearly zero.
But now that the deed was done and his daughter had borne Shen Lang's children, no matter how much Ye Hai hated him, he had to make them husband and wife in name and in fact.
Otherwise, if Shen Lang's messy affairs were exposed, it would not just be Shen Lang who lost face. The entire company might be implicated as well.
The daughter of the richest man willingly became a mistress and bore a child for a famous director?
Just imagining that headline,