The nurse couldn't help but laugh as she instructed him, "Mr. Huo, lower your hands a little... Yes, don't be too tense, relax."

Not only was Huo Zhixing's heart pounding, but everyone else was also so nervous that they dared not even breathe.

The little bundle of flesh was so soft and tender that he was afraid of hurting him if he didn't move him properly. Even after his son was lying in his arms, his whole body was still stiff.

"Mr. Huo, please relax!"

Huo Zhixing was covered in sweat. He was clearly relaxed, so why did he look so nervous to others?

Then let him say something lighthearted!

"Ah, I have a son!" He chuckled. "This is my son, my son is really..."

He glanced down, then suddenly stopped. "...Really ugly."

Fu Xiuyu's face changed, and she wished she could throw the Hermes bag she had just bought at his head.

"Treason!"

"Mom, I'm serious..."

"Shut up!"

"Husband..." Jiang Can couldn't lie still any longer and struggled to sit up. "Quickly, let me see you."

Huo Zhixing carefully carried the child to her.

Jiang Can: "I think... I'm a little ugly?"

Why does it look like this? Its head is pointy, its whole body is wrinkled, and its eyes, nose, and mouth are all squeezed together.

Are all those angelic babies with thick eyebrows and big eyes just photoshopped images?

"Honey, I gave birth to an ugly baby..."

"It's alright, it's alright," Huo Zhixing quickly reassured him. "Even if he's ugly, he's still our son. If he can't find a wife in the future, I'll just support him for the rest of his life!"

Yin Wenxi couldn't stand it anymore and laughed, "What nonsense are you two talking about? A newborn baby can't be pretty! It's already good that our baby looks like this!"