Chapter 92: Gave birth to a beautifully sculpted daughter
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The smell of disinfectant was diluted by the sweet fragrance in the air. The VIP delivery room was carpeted in soft cashmere, and warm yellow light poured down from the crystal chandelier, casting a gentle and inviting glow over every corner.
Su Jiaojiao leaned against the custom-made medical delivery bed, a thin layer of sweat still glistening on her forehead. Her fair cheeks were flushed with postpartum redness, and her alluring peach blossom eyes were slightly narrowed, showing a hint of fatigue, yet adding to her languid charm.
Her hand was held tightly by Lu Jinyuan; the man's palm was burning hot, and his fingertips caressed the back of her hand repeatedly. His eyes were filled with undisguised heartache and ecstatic joy.
"Jiaojiao, thank you for your hard work."
Lu Jinyuan's voice was terribly hoarse, his gaze fixed on her sweat-dampened temples, wishing he could take all her pain upon himself.
Lin Xingche, standing beside her, already had tears in his eyes. The young man struggled to hold them back, his hand clutching the towel until it was deformed. He leaned close to the bedside and carefully wiped Su Jiaojiao's sweat, his voice soft and choked with sobs:
"Sister, does it hurt?"
It's all my fault. I wish I could have taken your place.
Jiang Yi stood by her side, holding a glass of warm brown sugar water. He gently lifted Su Jiaojiao's shoulder and brought the glass to her lips, his eyes behind his gold-rimmed glasses filled with tenderness.
"Drink slowly, replenish your energy."
Gu Yanchen didn't speak, but sat on the edge of the bed, holding Su Jiaojiao's other hand. His fingertips, calloused from years of holding paintbrushes, gently brushed against the back of her hand, his eyes filled with an intense, unwavering affection.
He had already set up his easel and meticulously captured, stroke by stroke, the anxious expressions of the four men waiting outside the delivery room when Su Jiaojiao gave birth, and the gentle smile on her face at that moment.
Just then, a soft cry came from the crib, and the tiny body stirred, like a newborn kitten.
Instantly, all four men's eyes turned to the crib.
The anxiety and heartache in her eyes were instantly replaced by ecstasy.
Lu Jinyuan was the first to release Su Jiaojiao's hand, striding to the crib. His tall frame bent slightly, and he froze as he looked at the exquisitely beautiful little one inside.
The tiny baby's eyes were closed, her long eyelashes like two small fans, her pert little nose just like Su Jiaojiao's, and her lips a delicate cherry-red. Most stunningly, her hair wasn't the typical black lanugo of a newborn, but a pale cherry-pink, as if sprinkled with fine cherry blossom powder, so delicate one dared not touch it.
"Her...her hair..."
Lu Jinyuan's voice trembled. He reached out his hand, but dared not touch it, afraid that his rough fingertips would hurt this tiny life.
Lin Xingche also came over. The boy stood on tiptoe, leaning over the crib, his eyes wide open, and he made a soft exclamation:
"Wow...so cute...big sister!"
Her eyes look like yours; she must be a beauty too.
Jiang Yi pushed up his glasses, his eyes full of laughter.
He carefully examined the baby's features and said softly:
"With delicate features and a high nose bridge, she'll definitely grow up to be a stunning beauty; her looks are off the charts."
Gu Yanchen put down his paintbrush, walked to the crib, and his gaze fell on the baby's rosy face, a gentle smile curving his lips:
"Just like Jiaojiao, exactly as beautiful."
Su Jiaojiao leaned against the headboard, watching the four tycoons who usually dominated the business and art worlds now gathered around the crib like children who had never seen the world before, their eyes full of smiles. She whispered:
"You guys can hug her, but be careful, she's very soft."
As soon as he finished speaking, Lu Jinyuan carefully reached out and picked up the baby. His movements were somewhat clumsy, but exceptionally gentle; the tall man holding the tiny infant created a striking and endearing contrast.
He looked down at the little one in his arms, his possessiveness instantly surging in his eyes, his voice domineering yet tinged with a hint of smugness:
"This is my daughter! Look!"
Her eyes will definitely be as bright as mine someday!
"What do you mean, your daughter!"
Lin Xingche immediately protested. He stood on tiptoe and reached out to hug Lu Jinyuan, but Lu Jinyuan dodged him. The boy pouted, his face full of grievance.
"She's definitely mine! Her hair is so soft, she must have inherited it from me!"
Jiang Yi looked at the two children's childish expressions, shook his head helplessly, but couldn't help reaching out to gently touch the baby's little face, his voice soft:
"Her eyebrows and eyes most resemble Jiaojiao's, but this clever mind..."
She'll definitely take after me; I'll teach her business in the future, and she'll learn it in no time.
Gu Yanchen was not to be outdone. He walked to Lu Jinyuan's side, his gaze falling on the baby's pink little hands, and said softly:
"Look at her fingers, so slender and long, she's a natural-born artist."
"I'll teach her to paint in the future, and she'll definitely become a top-notch painter."
"nonsense!"
Lu Jinyuan took a step back while holding his daughter, his brows furrowed.
"My daughter will learn self-defense so that she can fight back against anyone who dares to bully her!"
"Learn talents! Learn to sing and dance!"
Lin Xingche stood with his hands on his hips, his face full of determination.
"My daughter is going to be a big star, even more famous than her sister!"
"Study business! Inherit my company!" Jiang Yi wouldn't back down an inch.
"Learn to paint! Become a legend in the art world!" Gu Yanchen also joined the fray.
Four men sat around the crib, arguing heatedly until their faces were red, yet none of them could bring themselves to actually get angry; their eyes were practically overflowing with doting affection.
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