"Please calm down!"

Seeing Ye Xia's aggressive approach, Qin Zheng quickly reached out and stopped her.

He was tall, with long arms and great strength. He used only one arm to block Ye Xia's path, and no matter how hard Ye Xia tried to pry him off, she couldn't. She stomped her feet in frustration.

Ye Xia glared at him angrily, her tearful eyes filled with resentment.

Qin Zheng felt utterly wronged.

It wasn't that he wanted to stop Ye Xia from getting excited about her daughter, but given how excited Ye Xia was, she would definitely knock his wife to the ground.

Ye Xia was still struggling to touch her daughter, while Mu Jingsheng was completely stunned.

He still couldn't believe that Ye Yun had actually appeared in front of him. Her daughter, who was pregnant and far away in the next province, had suddenly appeared in front of him with a child.

Mu Jingsheng raised his hand to rub his eyes, and asked uncertainly, "Xiao...Xiao Yun?"

At this moment, Ye Yun was staring coolly at the old lady in the living room. Only when she heard Mu Jingsheng call her did she look at him indifferently.

Her eyes were cold, and Mu Jingsheng's heart trembled slightly the moment they met.

Ye Yun glanced at Mu Jingsheng with a cold look before turning her gaze back to Old Madam Mu in front of the coffee table.

Grandma Mu looked shocked.

She was still reeling from Ye Yun's sudden appearance. Clutching her chest, her mouth slightly agape, she looked at Mu Jingsheng, then at Ye Yun, her eyes filled with a hint of confusion.

Is the young woman in front of me the daughter of Mu Jingsheng and that crazy woman?

Because she was still in postpartum confinement, Ye Yun dressed extremely heavily as usual, wearing a cotton hat, a down jacket, and a scarf. Except for her eyes, even her hands holding the baby were covered with thick gloves.

Even the thickest clothes she wore couldn't hide the chill in her eyes.

The look in her eyes, filled with hatred and anger, made Old Lady Mu feel inexplicably uneasy, making her realize that this young girl, whose stubbornness was rooted in her eyes, was not as easy to manipulate as her mother.

This is the child that her son had with that crazy woman?

How could that crazy woman, who can't even be brought to the table, give birth to such a remarkable-looking girl?

"Xiaoyun..."

Mu Jingsheng walked up to Ye Yun in disbelief, touched her shoulder, and then grabbed her clothes, finally believing that Ye Yun was in front of him.

His eyes instantly welled up with tears, and his voice trembled with a sob: "Child, how did you get through this?"

Ye Yun withdrew her gaze from the old lady.

Looking at Mu Jingsheng's bewildered and distressed expression, she bit her lip, her chin trembled slightly, and her eyes filled with glistening tears of grievance.

The crystal chandelier in the living room shone on her face, making the tears in her eyes glisten. Behind her was the pitch-black night, and a cold wind blew in, blowing strands of hair from outside her hat onto her face. Her red-rimmed eyes were incredibly heartbreaking.

A thousand grievances, silently expressed.

All her emotions seemed to converge in her eyes as she gazed intently at Mu Jingsheng, culminating in a hoarse whisper: "Dad..."

Mu Jingsheng's pupils suddenly contracted.

This was the first time Ye Yun had called him "Dad".

He had taken Ye Xia to meet Ye Yun before, and they spent several days together, but he still couldn't get Ye Yun to willingly call him "Dad".

Mu Jingsheng didn't know how to describe his current feelings; he was simply excited!

Sigh...sigh!

He responded excitedly, unable to control his emotions, and two lines of tears uncontrollably overflowed from his eyes.

"I called you guys so many times..."

Tears streamed down Ye Yun's face, her voice hoarse: "Why don't you come to see me... I gave birth prematurely... I so wish you and Mom could come to see me, why don't you come..."

With her eyes blurred with tears, she gazed intently at Mu Jingsheng from a distance of only inches.

There was no wailing or shouting; she silently shed tears, her fragile eyes filled with grievance, and her hoarse voice calmly uttered each word, though her tone trembled so much it was almost incoherent.

Each word was like a sharp knife piercing Mu Jingsheng's heart.

He was so preoccupied with feeling sorry for Ye Yun that he forgot to mention that he hadn't received a call from her at all, and he had no idea why he hadn't received it.

"Dad, let my wife go in first. She's still in her postpartum period and can't stand the cold," Qin Zheng whispered, seeing that the time was right.

At this moment, Lin Jiao seemed to suddenly realize something and quickly grabbed Ye Yun's arm, wiping away her tears while advising her, "Oh, don't cry! It's the worst thing to cry during postpartum confinement. You'll go blind from crying so much at such a young age!"

After saying that, she hurriedly helped Ye Yun into the house.

Finally able to touch her daughter, Ye Xia immediately followed Ye Yun, hugged her arm tightly, and stared at Ye Yun with eyes full of heartache.

Ye Yun called out, "Mom."

Ye Xia was overjoyed and nodded repeatedly, shedding tears of longing.

Lin Jiao has experienced many grand occasions and has entered the homes of high-ranking officials and dignitaries. Stepping into the magnificent hall in front of her, she was not intimidated at all and helped Ye Yun to sit down on the sofa.

She felt sorry for Ye Yun, and turned to give Mu Jingsheng a stern and righteous lecture:

"Mr. Mu, your daughter gave birth, this is such a big deal, why didn't you two, as parents, come to see her? Do you know she had a difficult childbirth? She finally became a mother, and the best thing for her is to see you two, her own parents. I won't even mention it, but where were you, the father?"

Mu Jingsheng blushed deeply after being spoken to.

Qin Zheng closed the living room door, shutting out the cold wind and making the living room much quieter.

Someone was crying in the silence.

Finally seeing her long-missed daughter, who had given birth without their knowledge, Ye Xia was both excited and heartbroken. She hugged Ye Yun's shoulder, rested her head on Ye Yun's shoulder, and couldn't help but let out soft sobs.

She held Ye Yun tightly, with tremendous force, as if Ye Yun would disappear if she let go.

Mu Jingsheng seemed to suddenly come to his senses, and repeatedly ordered, "Aunt Li! Quickly go upstairs and prepare a room, it must be warm!"

Aunt Li glanced at Old Lady Mu discreetly.

Although Mu Jingsheng paid her salary, she was used to having to watch her stepmother's expression.

If the old lady didn't want to, she would never dare to clean Ye Yun's room.

Besides, she used to bully Ye Xia a lot when she was with the old lady. Now she can only stick with the old lady, so at least the old lady can protect her if something happens.

Why are you looking at her?

Aunt Li's little tricks angered Mu Jingsheng.

Mu Jingsheng stared at Aunt Li without moving, his brows furrowed, his tone authoritative even without anger: "Don't forget, who's in charge of this family!"

He's not stupid.

Now that things have come to this, how could he not understand why he couldn't answer his daughter's calls!