Waiting is usually anxious, and waiting for your wife to give birth is even more anxious.

Wang Peng clenched his fists, standing at the door of the delivery room, trying to outwit the air. He instinctively thought of his wife and child's safety and quickly shook his head.

Seeing Li Mengjiao looking at him with a half-smile, he frowned and asked, "What are you laughing at?"

Li Mengjiao chuckled: "When I was born without regrets, were you this nervous too?"

"Of course I'm nervous, how could I not be?" Wang Peng sighed softly, recalling the scene of his daughter's birth.

His mind went blank, his palms were sweating, and he stood outside the delivery room for more than an hour.

"Brother, childbirth is very painful for women, you should be nicer to us," Li Meng said softly.

"Well said. Haven't I been good to you?" Wang Peng gave her a smile, and his mood suddenly relaxed a lot.

“You’ve all been so good to us.” Li Mengjiao patted his shoulder and said softly, “Modern medicine is so advanced that childbirth is no longer a life-or-death ordeal for women.”

Wang Peng nodded, looking at her beautiful and confident face, his restlessness was calmed down a lot, and he quickly lost his nervousness.

"Mengjiao, with you and Mingzhu in my life, I feel that I have not lived in vain."

He put his hands behind his back, looked at the delivery room door, and said with a soft laugh, "Mengjiao, I don't really like naming things, so you can come up with one for me."

"Hmm." Li Mengjiao began to ponder deeply, then said, "How about Jiye or Chengzhi? What do you think?"

Wang Peng was a little confused. Wang Jiye? Wang Chengzhi? Neither of these names sounded bad; for example, Yang Jiye from the Yang Family Generals.

He considered it carefully and nodded: "I tend to favor Wang Jiye, so that this kid can inherit my brother's supermarket in the future."

"Brother, don't be so sure of yourself," Li Mengjiao said with a smile. "Have more sons, and whichever son is the most capable will inherit the business."

"That's getting off-topic, haha." Wang Peng waved his hand and said, "When Mingzhu comes out, let him consider it too."

Looking at the soft light shining through the frosted glass of the delivery room, he felt inexplicably lighthearted, as if he could see a chubby little boy calling him "Dad."

As he thought about it, a slight smile appeared on his lips.

Li Mengjiao came to his side and said softly, "After Mingzhu finishes her postpartum confinement, shall we go back to England for a vacation together?"

Upon hearing this, Wang Peng thought of his daughter who was far away in England.

"Okay! Once I've finalized the details of opening a branch, I'll go on vacation to England."

"Brother, is Du Lei capable enough?" Li Mingzhu asked, "He's the headquarters of Huihuang Supermarket, store number five in Huihuang District."

“Du Lei has been with me for so long, he should be able to help me withstand Wang Cheng’s first counterattack,” Wang Peng said with a smile.

Suddenly, he heard someone call his name. He turned around and saw his father, Wang Song, and his stepmother, Hu Juan, with Hu Mingyue following behind.

"Brother Peng." Hu Mingyue ran up to Wang Peng and hugged his arm.

She looked at Li Mengjiao with a smile: "This lady is so beautiful and elegant, she must be Sister Mengjiao."

Li Mengjiao chuckled lightly: "You are Mingyue, Brother Xiaopeng often praises you for being lively and cute."

As soon as she finished speaking, Hu Mingyue beamed and quickly took her hand, saying, "Sister Mengjiao, let me introduce you."

“No need for introductions.” Hu Juan shook hands with Li Mengjiao and said with a smile, “President Li, I am Mingyue’s mother, and I work at the College District Police Station.”

"Hello, Auntie." Li Mengjiao smiled and shook hands with her. Of course, she knew where she worked and that she was Wang Song's fiancée.

Wang Song complained to Wang Peng, "Why didn't you tell me about something as important as having a baby beforehand?"

Wang Peng was taken aback and felt a little embarrassed. He was so preoccupied with his child's situation that he had forgotten to inform his elderly father.

"How dare you say that?" Hu Juan said reproachfully, "You two have only reconciled a few days ago? Xiao Peng has already developed the habit of being independent."

Upon hearing this, Wang Song blushed.

The main reason is that Wang Peng used to have no parents to rely on, and he would solve problems on his own, which is why he forgot about his father.

A wave of guilt washed over him, and his eyes reddened.

Li Mengjiao immediately realized that Hu Juan was also a capable person, and that Wang Song was already under her control.

"Aunt Hu, don't scold him anymore," Wang Peng said with a smile. "Dad, why don't you give your grandson a big red envelope as compensation?"

"No problem!" Wang Song patted his chest: "I'll give you six thousand, maybe ten thousand!"

His arrogant and wealthy demeanor instantly amused Li Mengjiao and Hu Mingyue.

Wang Peng smiled too. The Brothers Supermarket was thriving, and his father owned five percent of the shares, making him a man worth hundreds of thousands.

"Big brother, Sister Mengjiao." Wang Xia appeared at the top of the stairs, waving as she walked towards them.

Upon seeing Wang Song and Hu Juan, she hurriedly called out "Father" and "Mother." Hearing this, Hu Juan became excited and quickly grabbed her hand.

"Good boy, I heard you work at Mr. Li's James Bond?" Hu Juan asked with a smile.

Li Mengjiao interjected, "Aunt Hu, you can just call me Mengjiao."

“Hey!” Hu Juan said, “James Bond is the only foreign-invested enterprise in our provincial capital, and it has a bright future.”

“Mom, I’m Mengjiao’s accountant and secretary.” Wang Xia straightened her back.

"Okay, do a good job." Hu Juan was a little excited.

Wang Peng looked at the women chatting happily, shook his head slightly, and immediately thought of Li Guifen.

Li Guifen only favored Wang Cheng, and Wang Xia was also mistreated by her. Now, another daughter has said goodbye to her completely.

Looking at his third daughter, Wang Xia, Wang Song felt a pang of guilt. Then, thinking of his fourth daughter, Wang Zhen, he asked, "Xia, do you have any news about your fourth sister?"

Wang Xia was taken aback, then quickly shook her head: "No, she has never contacted me, and I can't reach her either."

"Xiao Peng?" Wang Song turned around and looked at Wang Peng.

Wang Peng shook his head and thought about it carefully. He realized that he and Wang Zhen had lost contact for two years.

"Sigh!" Wang Song turned his back to everyone and wiped away his tears.

He ruined what was originally a happy family.

"Dad, look ahead." Wang Peng put his arm around his shoulder and said softly, "When Wang Zhen regrets it, he will come back to you."

"Regret?" Wang Song shook his head: "She has the same temper as Li Guifen, both stubborn and obnoxious. I don't think she'll regret it."

Wang Peng said with a smile, "You can rest assured that she'll regret it someday."

At that moment, the operating lights outside the delivery room suddenly went out, indicating that the baby had been born, and everyone stared at the delivery room door at the same time.

Wang Peng immediately tensed up and subconsciously clenched his fists.

Just then, the delivery room door opened, and a nurse holding a swaddled baby called out, "Wang Peng."

"Here!" Wang Peng hurriedly raised his hand, walked to the nurse's side, and immediately saw the baby in the swaddling clothes.

"Congratulations, it's a son, weighing six pounds and eight ounces," the nurse said with a smile.