Zhou's mother tied the bundle tightly while he was still holding it. "You're welcome! Zhonglan is a good girl, but she's just too silly."

After saying that, he put the bag back into his arms and sat aside waiting.

Wu Haotian scratched his head. Aunt Jiang also had a problem with him. However, it was indeed his fault. He knew that Zhong Lan had feelings for him, but he still dragged her to drink with him.

After waking up, he clearly felt something was wrong, but he was still avoiding Zhong Lan while she acted as if nothing had happened. It was not until the woman who had always looked at him with loving eyes was gone that he realized that he could no longer live without the woman who always stood quietly behind him. He felt like he was suffocating without air.

The door of the delivery room opened again, and the nurse brought out a wrapped baby. Wu Haotian reached out to take it, but received another bundle instead.

Mother Zhou threw the bundle into his arms and took the blanket from the nurse. "Is it a boy or a girl?"

"Girl."

Zhou's mother smiled and said, "Hello, girl!"

"The girl from the day before yesterday seemed to be from your aunt's family too?" The nurse was impressed by Zhou's mother. There were not many women giving birth in the town, and there were only these two in the past few days. The girl that day was held in the arms of this aunt and cherished by her for a long time.

Zhou's mother nodded, "Yes! They are all my family. My family only likes girls."

The nurse smiled and said, "Yes! Girls are sometimes more useful than boys."

"That's it!" Zhou's mother raised her head.

Someone shouted something in the delivery room, and the nurse asked Wu Haotian, "Are you the husband of the woman in labor?"

Wu Haotian nodded repeatedly, "Yes!"

"Then go in and carry the woman to the ward."

"good!"

Wu Haotian put the bag in his arms on Ling Ran's legs, asked him to help hold it, and then went into the delivery room with joy to hold the baby.

Ling Ran looked at the bundle on his lap and asked his wife, "Is he going to get away with it like this?"

"How is that possible?" Zhou Xiang smiled wickedly. "You put pressure on Zhong Lan, and I brainwashed her. If you forgive me easily, I won't cherish you in the future."

Ling Ran felt relieved. He carried his bag, held his wife's hand, and followed his mother-in-law to the ward.

After Zhong Lan was taken care of by the nurse, she saw Wu Haotian being called in by the nurse to hug her. Her face turned red with shame, but she didn't dare to resist. Did she want the nurse to know that she had a child out of wedlock?

In Wu Haotian's impression, Zhong Lan has always been a clean and fashionable girl, but now she is wearing loose clothes, and her wet hair is stuck to her forehead. However, even so, she has a special charm.

Zhong Lan saw him staring at her in a daze, and thought about how she had just given birth and was covered in sweat, so she must look very messy.

She raised her hands to cover her eyes. There were many places she wanted to cover, but her hands could only cover her eyes, which was like trying to cover up a crime.

Wu Haotian found Zhong Lan's action very cute. He bent down and picked up Zhong Lan along with the quilt.

After putting Zhonglan on the hospital bed, he carefully tucked in the corners of the quilt for her.

Ling Ran stuffed the bag back into his arms and said, "Take it and put it in order."

Wu Haotian obeyed orders and did his job obediently.

Zhong Lan closed her eyes and pretended to rest, trying to escape. She didn't know what to do. At first, she was determined to give birth to the child.

However, the appearance of Mr. Wu made her realize that her body and mind were fragile and not as strong as she had imagined.

Even when I closed my eyes, my ears became sharper and I could clearly hear Mr. Wu learning how to hold a baby from Aunt Jiang.

Aunt Jiang: One hand reaches down from the shoulder, supporting the back and head, and the other hand supports the buttocks. Hmm! That's it!

Mr. Wu: She’s so soft! Baby, I’m your dad. I’m home late. You won’t blame me, right?

Zhong Lan suddenly became angry for no apparent reason. She opened her eyes and said, "Mr. Wu, that's my child. Please let her go."

Wu Haotian was stunned. Is Zhong Lan angry?

Zhou Xiang looked at the dazed Wu Haotian and burst out laughing. This idiot dared to coax the child before coaxing the mother. People of the same sex repel each other. Although that was Zhong Lan's daughter, Wu Haotian dared to show his kindness to another "woman" without getting Zhong Lan's forgiveness and recognition. She admired Mr. Wu's courage.

Walking to the bedside, Zhou Xiang smiled mischievously at Zhong Lan, "That's right, men! There are so many of them on the street. The child is yours, how can you just claim anyone as its father, right?"

Zhong Lan paused for a moment, then realized that Miss Zhou was supporting what she had just said. That's right! So what if he got back in time? So what if he knew the child was his? So what if she was weak?

When she decided to have the child, she didn't intend to let the child tie the two of them together. Now, she has taken the first step and she will continue to work hard in the future.

Moreover, Zhou Xiang also agreed with her, so she had the confidence to raise the child well on her own.

"Mr. Wu, please put my child down."

Mother Zhou quickly took the child and stuffed him into Zhonglan's bed along with the blanket. "Okay, the child is now with you. Don't get angry. You need to stay in a good mood so that your milk can be secreted smoothly."

Zhou's mother's words made Zhong Lan blush. Wu Haotian was not sad about his child being taken away. He was sad about Zhong Lan's attitude.

Therefore, he had been keeping an eye on Zhong Lan. Now, Zhong Lan blushed at Aunt Jiang's words, which was completely different from her usual boldness in pursuing him, which made him stunned for a moment.

Zhou Xiang smiled secretly in his heart and coughed lightly, "Comrade Wu, you can go back now."

Wu Haotian came to his senses and realized that Zhou Xiang was trying to sow discord between him and Zhong Lan. He quickly clasped his fists and begged for mercy, "Zhou Xiang, can I call you Auntie? Please spare me."

He finally understood the helplessness of Zhong Xiong and the others in calling Zhou Xiang "Auntie".

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