After Han Qingshen finished feeding the baby, the baby was still not full and was a little anxious and hungry, so he cried loudly.
Bei Zhan hurriedly mixed some more milk powder for the little guy, who was actually very happy eating with the pacifier in his mouth.
"Your baby is really good at sucking milk. You're lucky. This child looks easy to take care of." Of Song Ci's two daughters, Han Miao loves both breast milk and cow's milk, while Han Jun is more picky about food.
Song Ci had just given birth and her milk supply was too low to feed two children, so she had to mix it with her milk for the first week. As a result, Han Jun burst into tears as soon as she put the bottle in her mouth, which made Han Zhan think that Han Jun was not feeling well.
Bei Zhan also knew about Han Jun's torture of Han Zhan, and he felt a little proud when he heard it. Bei Zhan said, "When our eldest child was just born, Qingshen was not suitable for breastfeeding due to physical reasons, so she was given formula."
"She's also very good. She eats whatever is given to her."
Bei Zhan fed the baby, burped him, and then put him back in the crib.
At this time, Han Qingshen waved to Song Ci, "Song Ci, come and help me."
Song Ci thought Han Qingshen was going to the bathroom, but Han Qingshen said, "Come and help me put on my makeup."
she:"?"
"Now?"
"Yeah." Han Qingshen said, "We will be transferred to the confinement center later, and there may be media waiting outside." But Han Qingshen, who loves beauty, will not allow herself to appear in front of the media with unkempt hair and a dirty look.
Hearing this, Song Ci couldn't help but admire him. "Okay."
Song Ci applied makeup to Han Qingshen to complement her complexion, covering up her pale and weak face due to excessive blood loss during childbirth.
Han Qingshen looked at himself in the mirror before nodding with satisfaction.
"Pack your things and get ready to go to the confinement center." The confinement center that Han Qingshen had booked also had professional doctors and caregivers, and the service was better than in the hospital.
Bei Zhan nodded and quickly packed up the things of the adults and children.
Song Ci helped them carry their things and escorted Han Qingshen downstairs, and indeed met several reporters downstairs.
The reporters may have been afraid of Han Qingshen's swift, decisive and ruthless style, so they did not dare to get too close. They only dared to hold the microphone from a distance and interview him politely for a few words.
Song Ci stood at the back carrying something, trying hard to reduce his presence.
After the interview, they got into the car.
When they arrived at the confinement center, Han Qingshen lay down on the bed and whispered to Beizhan, "Change my pants." She had a lot of lochia, and her pants were already dirty after running around.
Even though she was a woman, Song Ci still had to avoid suspicion. She said, "You guys do it. I'll take the baby out and wait for you."
Song Ci held Bei Baobao and stood in the corridor for a while before she saw Yan Rufeng approaching. Yan Rufeng had undergone a successful brain surgery last year, and she was able to continue living. Yan Rufeng looked particularly energetic.
Seeing Song Ci from afar, Yan Rufeng smiled at her.
"Uncle Yan."
"Song Ci." Yan Rufeng reached out and took Bei Baobao from Song Ci's arms. Bei Baobao said, "Grandpa Yan, my brother is so cute."
"As cute as you?"
Beibao thought about it carefully, then shook his head and said seriously, "I'm a little cuter."
Scratching Beibao's nose, Yan Rufeng said, "You are cute and beautiful, and your brother is handsome."
"No, my brother actually looks like a pug." He's wrinkled and ugly. Beibao said his brother was cute, but he was lying.
Yan Rufeng smiled brightly, "You little rascal."
After laughing, Yan Rufeng looked at Song Ci and said to her, "It's been a long time since we last met. Is Mr. Han's injury healed?"
"Thank you for your concern, I am all well now."
"Well, that's good." Yan Rufeng obviously had something to say, but didn't know where to start, so he looked a little hesitant.
Song Ci said bluntly, "My sister and Yan Jiang are getting married in a few days."
"I know." Even after Yan Jiang retired from the entertainment industry, his every move still attracted attention. For example, he once went to the mall to buy wedding rings, visited a hotel to check out hotel wedding banquet packages, and discussed dress styles with designer Mo...
These things have all been captured by paparazzi.
Yan Rufeng, who was interested in repairing his father-son relationship with Yan Jiang, naturally knew about these things. Yan Rufeng was eager to attend his son's wedding, but he knew his own limitations and knew that his son was not happy with him, so he did not dare to disturb him.
As an outsider, Song Ci had no business meddling in Yan Rufeng and Yan Jiang's affairs. Whether or not to forgive Yan Rufeng was Yan Jiang's business.
Therefore, even though Song Ci could clearly see the disappointment and expectation on Yan Rufeng's face, she would not take the initiative to invite Yan Rufeng to the wedding.
Bei Zhan changed Han Qingshen's clothes inside and the door opened.
Song Ci and Yan Rufeng entered the suite together. She greeted Han Qingshen and left first.
Song Ci walked downstairs and was about to get in the car, only to find that Yan Jiang's car was parked in the underground garage of the confinement center, just opposite her car.
A Jiang is here?
Song Ci's eyes flashed with a smile, and she said to Long Yu, "Let's go to the supermarket before going home."
"Yes, ma'am."
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Upstairs, Yan Rufeng was sitting on the sofa, carefully observing the little guy in the crib.
The little guy's nose isn't big, but it's very upturned, much like Han Qingshen. With his eyes closed, it's hard to tell who he resembles, but judging by his outline, he bears some resemblance...
"He looks a lot like your father." Yan Rufeng said to Han Qingshen.
Although Han Qingshen is Han Chenyi's daughter, her appearance is more like her surrogate mother.
But the child she gave birth to looked like Han Chenyi.
Hearing this, Han Qingshen asked Bei Zhan to push the crib over so he could take a closer look. He also thought the child looked like Han Chenyi. "It seems he's grown up and is a handsome boy again."
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