"What do you mean by 'with a handle'?"

The nurse glanced at Chen's mother with displeasure, looked around, and then her gaze landed uncertainly on Chen Zhenxing, who was in his forties.

After hesitating for a second, she cautiously asked, "You...you are the child's grandfather?"

"Dad, I'm the child's father!"

Chen Zhenxing quickly stepped forward and said.

The nurse's eyes twitched slightly, but she immediately put on a smile and announced the good news: "Congratulations! The baby was born at 3:35 PM, weighing 4 pounds 6 ounces. Mother and daughter are safe and sound!"

"Okay!"

Chen Zhenxing nodded quickly.

He froze for a second, then his face lit up with joy. "Mother and daughter are safe?!"

"Mother and daughter are safe?!"

Not only Chen Zhenxing was shocked, but also his mother, who was standing to the side with a look of anticipation.

Chen's mother grabbed the nurse's shoulder and demanded, "Nurse, are you kidding me? How can it be a girl? Did you give me the wrong baby?"

The nurse rolled her eyes.

"There was only one woman in your family in the delivery room, how could they have been switched at birth?"

"this……"

Chen's mother was speechless, staring in disbelief at the delivery room.

She was distraught, her shoulders slumped, and she murmured, "It's a girl, her belly is so pointed, how could it be a girl when she was born..."

"Nurse, it really is a daughter!"

Chen Zhenxing was so happy he was completely overjoyed.

"Oh my, oh my... oh my, I'm so lucky! The mother of my child is so good at giving birth!" He was so excited that he couldn't speak coherently, and kept touching his round head.

"yes."

The nurse nodded and handed the newborn baby to him.

"Here, let Daddy hold the baby and take him to the ward. We'll take the mother there right away."

Chen Zhenxing was overjoyed, "Great!"

Just as he was about to take the baby, a desperate, hysterical scream suddenly came from the delivery room—

"Don't let the child's father hold her first, give her to the child's aunt! Her aunt is pretty!"

Chen Zhenxing was startled.

What child's aunt?

The nurse chuckled and couldn't help but turn to look at Ye Yun beside her, "Are you the child's aunt?"

Ye Yun nodded.

The nurse handed the baby to her, glanced at Chen Zhenxing beside her, and couldn't stop laughing. "They say that whoever is the first person a baby holds after birth will be the one they look like. You are indeed good-looking. Here, you can hold the baby. The baby's mother is probably complaining that the baby's father is ugly!"

Chen Zhenxing felt as if he had been struck by lightning.

No, where did this claim come from?

Chen Zhenxing silently looked at Dongdong.

When Dongdong looked up, a face that looked seven parts like his own came into view.

Chen Zhenxing was startled again.

Wait a minute, Dongdong has almond-shaped eyes and an oval face, he's not ugly at all.

Back in his youth, he was a handsome young man with a refined appearance and an air of elegance born from poetry and literature!

The nurse quickly called for help.

After giving birth, the mother is too weak to get off the delivery bed and needs to be carried back to her ward.

In no time at all, the nurses moved Liu Wan onto a stretcher, called over a few strong and capable laborers, and sent her back to her ward.

Ye Yun followed, carrying the baby.

At the entrance to the delivery room, Chen's mother still refused to believe that Liu Wan had given birth to a girl. She stood there, looking blankly into the empty delivery room.

"Make way."

The medical staff who were clearing the battlefield assisted her to the side and into the delivery room, then closed the heavy iron door behind her.

Mother Chen's eyes were filled with melancholy.

Girl, why is she just a girl...?