Ten months of pregnancy, and one day of childbirth.

The delivery room was crowded with people, and the most eye-catching were the two handsome men in suits standing next to them.

He was dressed in a perfectly pressed, dark black suit without a single wrinkle. His shoulder line was as sharp as if it had been cut by a paper cutter. A half-inch of silver-gray tie was visible at the collar of his shirt. His cuffs were lifted with his movements, revealing the tiny diamonds on his watch face.

He exudes an air of elite sophistication, with a restrained tension.

The other man was slightly thinner, and his equally black suit, like a layer of matte armor, covered his slender yet upright body. The collar was tightly sealed, to the point of being rigid.

It was Huo Jing and Luo Qingming who had just arrived in Beijing when they heard that Lin Xiaoxiao was about to give birth.

Rushing to the hospital, Lin Xiaoxiao was already in the delivery room.

"Will everything be alright?" Luo Qingming tossed her coat to Huo Jing, looking anxiously at the delivery room doors. Realizing her words were inappropriate, she quickly spat twice.

"Don't worry, the baby's condition is good, she'll definitely have a smooth delivery," Wen Shiyu said, but she was secretly praying in her heart.

She has given birth before and knows how difficult childbirth is.

For a woman, childbirth is like stepping into the gates of hell; she hopes her daughter will be safe and sound.

"Where's An'an?" Luo Qingming glanced around but didn't see his eldest nephew.

Wen Mo said, "My uncle is with me at home. I'll bring Xiao Xiao here after he's born."

Luo Qingming nodded to indicate that she understood, her gaze constantly shifting, seemingly unsteady on her feet, but actually feeling a little flustered and wanting to find something to talk about.

Qin Yushen stared straight at the delivery room door, not even glancing at him, let alone speaking to him.

After glancing around, Luo Qingming leaned against Huo Jing.

Just wait quietly.

About an hour later, the delivery room door opened, and a nurse came out carrying a swaddled baby, smiling and saying, "It's a seven-pound, six-ounce baby boy, Daddy, come and hold him."

"Where's my wife?" Qin Yushen looked into the delivery room, which was half-opened behind the nurse.

Wen Shiyu and the others quickly inquired about Lin Xiaoxiao's situation.

The nurse smiled and said, "Don't worry, the mother is in great shape. She's still getting ready inside and will be out soon."

The group breathed a sigh of relief at the same time.

Qin Yushen then moved his leg, staggered a bit, and was pulled back by Wen Mo.

It turns out it was numb from not moving for so long.

The nurse was startled for a moment, then laughed, "Oh, Dad, don't worry."

Qin Yushen looked a little embarrassed. After a while, he reached out and took the child. Looking at the little guy in the swaddling clothes who was squinting as if looking at him, his heart was filled with emotion. He felt a little touched for some reason, and his feelings were complicated.

"This little guy is just like Qin, they look exactly alike." Wen Shiyu exclaimed in amazement as she looked at her grandson.

Others crowded around to take a look.

"Wow, it really is! Brother-in-law, he looks just like you!" Luo Qingming's eyes widened; this was the first time he had ever seen a newborn child.

Somewhat surprised.

Huo Jing glanced at it, and couldn't help but smile; he was in a very good mood.

Wen Mo glanced at Qin Yushen and said, "Now my daughter really has no sense of participation at all."

He's a miniature version of Qin Yushen.

She already looked like this when her face was still a little wrinkled; imagine how much more striking she'd look when she grew up!

Qin Yushen handed his son to Luo Qingming, touched his nose, and ignored his father-in-law's words.

About ten minutes later, Lin Xiaoxiao walked out of the delivery room with her hands on her back. She stopped every now and then. The moment she came out, Qin Yushen went to greet her.

Upon seeing him, Lin Xiaoxiao pouted and opened her arms to hug him.

When Qin Yushen picked her up, she complained, "Seven pounds and six ounces! That's eight ounces heavier than An'an when she was born. We really shouldn't feed her too well."

Qin Yu kissed her forehead deeply and said with heartache, "You've worked so hard, my wife. We won't have any more children."

Giving birth is such a painful experience.

Moreover, they already have two children and their lives are complete; he doesn't want Lin Xiaoxiao to suffer again.

Lin Xiaoxiao didn't respond.

Looking at Luo Qingming and Huo Jing, he visibly became happy, "Why are you two at the hospital? I thought the bodyguards took you home."

She knew the two would arrive today, but she didn't expect it to be such a coincidence that things would start today.

Luo Qingming leaned closer, "I was just worried about you. How are you feeling? Are you feeling unwell?"

Lin Xiaoxiao shook her head, "It's alright."

"Then hurry up and go to the ward to lie down and rest." "I'm alright" means I'm not feeling well, Luo Qingming said quickly.

The group then moved to the ward.

An'an was brought to the hospital by his uncle in the afternoon. When he saw his mother lying on the hospital bed with a slightly pale face, he burst into tears.

She ran over anxiously, looking at Lin Xiaoxiao, and kept calling out "Mom".

"Mom's fine, she's just a little sleepy," Lin Xiaoxiao quickly comforted her. Qin Yushen handed his second son to Wen Mo, walked over, picked him up, and sat him on the edge of the hospital bed.

"Mom is exhausted from giving birth to my little brother, so let her rest now, okay?"

An'an looked at her mother with pleading eyes, and only stopped crying after confirming that her mother was alright.

"Younger brother?" He realized what he meant and opened his mouth wide.

He looked at Lin Xiaoxiao, then at Qin Yushen, as if seeking confirmation.

Isn't she my younger sister?

How did he become the younger brother?

Lin Xiaoxiao pulled the blanket up to cover half her face and looked at Qin Yushen teasingly.

A hint of helplessness flickered across Qin Yushen's face; he wanted to ask too.

But that's the reality, and he doesn't want to force it anymore. He'll have two sons; many people aren't as fortunate as him.

"Yes, it's my younger brother." He picked up An'an and went to see his sleeping second son.

After reading it, An'an finally accepted the fact that she had a younger brother.

He sighed like a little adult.

Look closely, and you'll see a hint of melancholy in his expression.

"Anbao, do you miss your uncle?" Just as he was lost in thought, Luo Qingming took him from Qin Yushen's arms.

An'an looked up and saw Luo Qingming. She excitedly hugged him and asked, "Xiang, Uncle, why are you back?"

Luo Qingming tapped his little nose, "You've come back to see you all."

"Your Uncle Huo bought you the latest toy. It's in the car. I'll have the bodyguard get it for you when we get back."

An An looked at Huo Jing and opened her arms to him.

Huo Jing smiled and took it from him. An An gave him a kiss on the cheek. "Thank you, Uncle Huo."

"You're welcome."

When Lin Xiaoxiao woke up from her nap, An'an was still in the ward. Uncle wanted to take him back to rest early, since he had to go to school the next day, but An'an insisted on waiting for Lin Xiaoxiao to wake up before he was willing to leave.

His little scheme was so obvious that even the adults were quite moved.

Knowing that the little guy was worried about his mother, Qin Yushen planned to ask him for leave tomorrow. Wen Mo accompanied his uncle back home and brought some food with him when he came back.

"Mom, are you rested enough?" An'an went over to Lin Xiaoxiao when she woke up.

Lin Xiaoxiao squeezed his little hand. "Mmm, you've rested well."

"That's good." The little man breathed a sigh of relief.