The Scumbag Dad Was About to Die of Anger

Fu Siwen had long since found her a postpartum care center—an affiliated hospital under the Chu Family. Its service and treatment were first-rate, but most importantly, its security measures were excellent. It was simply beyond Zhou Guomin's reach.

Mockery flashed through Su Minghui's eyes, but a faint smile curled her lips. "Guomin, I was just about to tell you that you don't need to worry about the postpartum care center. Siwen came by a few days ago and said she wanted me to stay at Number One Postpartum Care Center. She's already reserved a spot for me."

Number One Postpartum Care Center was a postpartum care center under the Chu Corporation.

It was the best postpartum care center in the entire Imperial Capital.

Its standards were first-rate, its service excellent, and its confidentiality impeccable. Besides, it was not somewhere one could enter just by wanting to.

"What? You're going to Number One Postpartum Care Center?" Zhou Guomin's expression changed at once, and his voice involuntarily rose several pitches.

Seemingly realizing his tone was too harsh, he immediately lowered his voice. "Minghui, why did you suddenly decide to go to Number One Postpartum Care Center? I contacted Wancheng Postpartum Care Center for you. Wancheng is close to the company, so it'll be convenient for me to visit and keep you company whenever I can. Their service is good too, and it's not easy to make an appointment there either. I specially booked it two months in advance."

Zhou Guomin looked at Su Minghui with a gentle expression and spoke softly. "Minghui, why didn't you tell me a few days earlier? I've already spoken to the director at Wancheng Postpartum Care Center and even arranged a nutritionist and maternity nurse for you."

Zhou Guomin tried to soften Su Minghui with gentle words.

Although Number One Postpartum Care Center was the best in the Imperial Capital, Wancheng Postpartum Care Center was also among the top-ranked centers. In a sense, there was not much difference between them.

That was why Zhou Guomin deliberately said those things—he wanted Su Minghui to give up the idea of going to Number One Postpartum Care Center. After all, he had arranged people at Wancheng Postpartum Care Center.

Thinking of Ru'er and his daughter Qianqian waiting for him at Wancheng Postpartum Care Center, a trace of tenderness briefly appeared in his eyes. But it vanished when he looked at Su Minghui again, leaving only a superficial, false smile.

Su Minghui looked at the gentle and refined man before her. If she had not known what he was plotting, she might really have been deceived by him.

Thinking of the vicious words she had just heard from Su Leyun's heart, Su Minghui shuddered deeply.

She shook her head and said, "Guomin, Siwen has already handled the reservation for me. Besides, Number One Postpartum Care Center is an affiliated postpartum care center under Chu Hospital. Their service and treatment are top-tier. I'll definitely receive the best care there. And if it weren't for Siwen this time, we might not even have gotten a spot."

"But Wancheng Postpartum Care Center..."

Zhou Guomin wanted to say more, but Su Minghui cut him off. "Although Wancheng is good, it can't compare to Number One. You want the baby and me to receive the best care too, right?"

All of Zhou Guomin's words lodged in his throat. He struggled to restrain himself and suppress the anger surging through his chest. For a moment, his mild expression became faintly distorted.

As if she had not seen it, Su Minghui smiled and asked Zhou Guomin, "Guomin, look at this little rascal. He's actually smiling. Isn't he adorable?"

Zhou Guomin gritted his teeth and looked at the baby in Su Minghui's arms. The moment he lowered his head, he met Su Leyun's smiling face, and the anger in his eyes was nearly impossible to contain.

Su Minghui lowered her head, focused on Su Leyun, and failed to notice Zhou Guomin's gaze. Su Leyun, however, saw it clearly.

Su Leyun kicked his little legs, and his grin widened further and further.

Hahaha, scumbag dad is about to die of anger, die of anger!

Hearing Su Leyun's tender baby voice, Su Minghui felt endlessly delighted. She looked up and said, "This child loves to smile. Why don't we call him Lele? How about Su Leyun?"

Zhou Guomin had married into the Su Family, so all the children took Su Minghui's surname. The third child was no exception.

Su Leyun... so that's my name.

Lying in Su Minghui's arms, Su Leyun sucked on his thumb and grinned.

Hearing Su Leyun laugh, Su Minghui thought he liked the name. She lowered her head and smiled gently. "It seems Lele likes this name too. Then from now on, you'll be called Su Leyun, little Lele!"

Seeing Su Minghui and Su Leyun happily enjoying themselves, with no one even asking him about naming Su Leyun, a trace of humiliation surfaced in Zhou Guomin's eyes.