The doctor's eyes crinkled; she recognized the in-laws fighting outside the delivery room—the mother-in-law was wailing and threatening suicide to prevent a C-section…

She has even seen husbands turn around and leave without a care in the world as soon as they hear that the woman is a daughter.

I've never seen a father kneeling outside the delivery room, crying louder than the newborn baby.

Miyano finally came to her senses, waking up from a series of terrifying endings. She stood up, supporting herself with her hands, and without looking at anyone, rushed into the delivery room with a more determined look than when she joined the Party.

Ruan Xian was having her lower body cleaned by a nurse when she saw Gong Ye rush in and gave her a strained smile.

With great effort, he turned his head to look at the small bundle beside his pillow. "Look, look at our daughter."

With each instruction and action, Miyano shifted her gaze from her deathly pale face to the child.

It was tiny, barely bigger than his palm. To be honest, newborn babies aren't very pretty, but you can vaguely see that she has the same big eyes as her mother.

Even with her eyes closed, the baby's double eyelids are very noticeable.

Her nose was inherited from her father, which was quite upturned, and her lips were naturally curved upwards, though it's unclear who she inherited them from.

When Miyano looked over, her little feet kicked, and she opened her little mouth to yawn.

Miyano's expression softened instantly, and he strode forward to take his wife's hand.

"Wife, you've worked so hard. You gave birth to the most precious baby in the world for me."

He bent down and kissed his wife's sweaty forehead. When he tried to kiss the child, Song Nanli covered his mouth with hers.

Do you know how many germs adults carry, and why babies have weak immune systems?

Miyano was very inspired and deeply imprinted the child's features in her soul, including the small plum blossom-shaped birthmark on his wrist.

Only after making sure he truly remembered and there was no risk of any mix-up did he allow Song Nanli to take the child away for inspection.

In one of her past lives, she was a fake heiress from a wealthy family. She once told him, half-jokingly and half-seriously, that if they had children in the future, he would be responsible for remembering their characteristics so that the tragedy could not be repeated.

Every word Ruan Xianxian uttered was treated as a sacred decree by Gong Ye.

After giving birth, Ruan Xianxian, whose painkillers had worn off, could barely open her eyes. She saw Gong Ye staring at her with one eye and keeping an eye on the baby's check-up with the other.

I feel much relieved!

Thank goodness, it's not like in movies or TV dramas where the parents are truly in love and the child is a third party, and the father is a psychopath who should have been abandoned at birth!

"Does it hurt? Are you tired? Are you hungry?"

Once he was sure the baby wouldn't leave his senses, Miyano focused all his attention on his wife, gazing at her pale, tired face after giving birth.

It's even more agonizing than climbing a mountain of knives or being boiled in oil yourself.

Ruan Xianxian hummed in agreement, "I'm a little tired and want to sleep."

It's a side effect of the painkiller.

Miyano's voice was so gentle it could melt water, "Sleep now, I'll take care of everything."

With him by her side, Ruan Xianxian felt particularly at ease. She blinked a few times and then closed her eyes completely.

I slept for a full eight hours.

When I woke up, my vision was still a little blurry, and I could only see blurry images in front of me.

"Awake? Are you hungry?" Miyano's gentle voice rang in my ears.

Ruan Xianxian instinctively asked, "Where's the child?"

"Here." Miyano moved aside, revealing the baby wrapped in a small blanket and sleeping soundly beside the bed.

"Feed the baby as soon as he wakes up," the grandmother said from the other side. "Who feeds a newborn formula?"

Ruan Xianxian stared wide-eyed in disbelief, wondering if she wasn't his biological child and if her grandmother had forgotten her son after having a grandson!

Seeing her staring at her with wide, dumbfounded eyes, Yan Fenghua glanced at Gong Ye.

"However long you slept, Ono stayed with you and the baby. I saw him pinch his thigh several times to stay awake, and he still didn't feed the child?"

Ruan Xianxian knew that her grandmother was helping Gong Ye to curry favor with her!

Feng Guang favors her, and Yan Fenghua favors Gong Ye; only then will this family become more harmonious.

Ruan Xianxian lay motionless on the spot like a corpse, until her young wife next to her reminded her.

"Help her close the curtain so she can't look. It's her first time being a mom, she'll get used to it. I did the same thing at first."

"So much trouble!" Grandma pretended to complain, patting Gongye on the shoulder. "Let's hang up the curtain and make room for our little aunt!"

The curtains created a closed space, and Ruan Xianxian carefully picked up the child.

So red, so small, I love it!

When Ruan Xianxian first officially met her baby, she felt a jolt of electricity run through her heart, a tingling sensation, a mix of emotion—a feeling of being moved, happy, and bittersweet.

It was as if a bond called blood ties was tied between her and her baby, an unbreakable bond.

Clumsily lifting her clothes, the child, who had been asleep, instinctively leaned close to her eyes and began to suckle.

Ruan felt a jolt of excitement, but managed to restrain herself.

Looking up, I saw someone squinting through the gap in the curtain, peeking inside.

Startled, she pulled the child close to her chest and nearly grabbed the lunchbox from the table and threw it.

Having been discovered, Grandma simply lifted the curtain and came in, intending to scold her, but in the end it all turned into a sigh.

"Children shouldn't be held in the palm of your hand; they should be held, otherwise they will feel uncomfortable."

"Support your back with your left hand and hold it under your armpits."

"No! Where's the hand? Where's the right hand? Are you dragging your head along? Did someone chop off your hand?"

Ruan Xianxian felt helpless, "Milk~"

Yan Fenghua: "I've never seen such a stupid mother in my life! You don't even know how to hold a baby!"

"Who is born knowing how to hold a baby?" Ruan Xianxian muttered, then quickly corrected herself when she met her grandmother's piercing gaze, "She's too small, I'm afraid I'll hurt her."

At that moment, Miyano lifted the curtain and walked in, saying, "Let me do it!"

He skillfully picked up the child and carried her to the granary. Ruan Xianxian was still a little awkward, her eyes darting left and right, her gaze meeting Yan Fenghua's in mid-air.

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