A high-end private hospital in city A in China.
Except for Pei Yibai, the father, everyone else had beaming expressions, but Song Weiyi, who had just given birth to her second child, hadn't woken up yet.
Pei Yibai sat on a chair in the ward. After a long time, he still didn't recover from this huge "shock".
God made an interesting joke with him. He was talking about the little princess who had been talking about for ten months. After crawling out of her mother's womb, she turned into a little prince.
If it were another family, they would be overjoyed from ear to ear.
But Pei Yibai only felt a big blow.
Is his little princess lost? Even the stroller in the baby room is ready, so the fuck has become a son!
It must be the wrong way for him to open it.
Or, the doctor deliberately changed his daughter!
In the afternoon, Song Weiyi got enough sleep and finally opened his eyes.
This time the birth was still very hard, and it was not easy for Song Weiwei to give birth to a child who weighed only three pounds.
After the child croaked from Song Weiwei's stomach, the mother-to-be, Song Weiwei, turned her head and fell asleep.
Until now, I still don't know what happened to me.
Opening his eyes, the ward was quiet, and neither mother-in-law nor grandmother was there, which surprised Song Weiyi.
But Pei Yibai was beside him, Song Weiyi pulled the corners of his lips and smiled.
There is nothing sweeter than waking up with your husband by your side.
"Pei Yibai." Song Weiwei began to call out.
Because she discovered that Pei Yibai, who had always been as careful as a hair, hadn't noticed that she had woken up this time for the first time.
This made Song Weiyi a little helpless. Tired, hungry and thirsty, she really wanted to eat something now.
And Pei Yibai was wandering, Song Weiyi had no choice but to wake him up.
"Huh? Wife, are you awake?" After being slightly startled, Pei Yibai came back to his senses and got up from his seat.
The hands that the two held were still connected, Song Weiyi saw this, and a sweet smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
"Well, I'm awake." Song Weiyi, whose voice was hoarse, was still in a good mood.
What Song Weiwei wants to know most now is the gender of her baby.
Just thinking of this, a little baby in swaddling clothes next to him made a grunt.
"Huh, just sleep next to me?" Song Weiyi was both surprised and happy, and carefully lifted the quilt, fearing that the baby would be frozen, the action was like being a mother for the first time.
The child born in October, Song Weiyi suddenly felt a little sore nose.
"Is it a boy or a girl?" She looked up with a star-eyed expression.
As for Pei Yibai, his whole body froze suddenly.
Song Weiyi didn't pay much attention to this reaction, thinking that Pei Yibai was so happy that he didn't know how to speak, and felt even happier.
"Should it be your little princess? This time the birth was even harder. I don't want to have another baby in the future. Let's have three." Song Weiyi touched the child's red face and said to Pei Yibai.
Having a baby is a painful and sweet thing.
"I'm sorry, husband. I broke my promise. I can't have four children. But I think it's good to have both children. How about you?"
Since she proposed the four, and now she broke her promise first, Song Weiyi asked flatteringly.
Pei Yibai twitched the corners of his mouth and smiled slowly.
It's just that this smile is really indescribable.
"If you don't want to have a baby, I have no problem."
"Husband, you are so kind." Song Weiyi's smile became even brighter, and he felt that Pei Yibai's reaction, no matter how hard she worked during pregnancy and giving birth, was worth it.
"Well, you're better, don't talk yet, drink some water." Pei Yibai mechanically poured water for her, and then fed it into Song Weiyi's mouth.
It started to activate last night and gave birth this morning. It took one night.
And Pei Yibai was still wearing yesterday's clothes, he hadn't showered or shaved, his clothes were wrinkled, his hair was a bit messy, and he exuded a distressed atmosphere.
Seeing him like this, Song Weiyi was greatly moved.
"Husband, go wash up first, and tidy up your image. Dabao and Erbao will probably not be able to recognize that this is their father when they see it." Song Weiyi felt distressed and sweet at the same time.
Those who didn't know, thought that Pei Yibai, the father, had gone to have a baby.
Pei Yibai sighed quietly, "It's not too late to go later."
Song Weiyi nodded, and the little princess groaned, probably hungry.
"Your princess is hungry, go make some milk powder and feed it first." Song Weiyi, the maternity god, commanded on the ground.
Princess? Pei Yibai laughed dryly a few times.
This is a brutal fact.
However, if this truth hits people again, the little monkey must be fed.
He obeyed Song Weiyi's command and went to make milk powder.
And the quiet ward welcomed the first person to visit today.
But this person is not Zhao Mengmeng, not her roommate, not Pei Yibai's good brother, but Zhao Mochu.
Zhao Mochu, the second young lady of the Zhao family, Gu Chenyan's ex-fiancee, has made a big splash in the entertainment circle in the past two years, and has become the hottest young lady in this circle, Xiaohuadan.
"Brother Pei, the only one." Zhao Mochu was wearing a knee-length plaid jacket, the dusty color was inconspicuous at all.
And when Zhao Mochu took off the wide sunglasses in front of her and the mask on her mouth, fully revealing her face.
She has no makeup, her face is clean, and her porcelain white face is youthful and beautiful. Compared with Zhao Mochu, who was 19 years old a few years ago, Zhao Mochu at this moment has grown into a mature woman who makes people's heartbeat.
Even without makeup, such a face is enough to instantly kill countless people, no wonder it has made a name for itself in the entertainment industry, Song Weiyi lamented.
"Mo Chu, you came very early."
It's impossible not to be surprised. Over the years, Song Weiyi and Zhao Mochu have had private contacts, but they are not close.
But now, apart from being friends, Pei Yibai and Zhao Mochu are still subordinates, and the owner of the entertainment company she belongs to is Pei Yibai.
Therefore, Song Weiyi is Zhao Mochu's proprietress.
"I just returned to China, and I heard the news from my assistant, so I stopped by to take a look. Otherwise, if the baby is three years old or the full moon is over, I probably won't be able to spare time." Zhao Mochu explained with a smile.
Not being able to spare time is one thing, and her identity is also an important reason.
Now Zhao Mochu's popularity should not be underestimated, under normal circumstances, he would not dare to act easily.
"You have a heart, work is important."
Zhao Mochu knew that Song was the only one, so he nodded with a smile.
She was quite curious about the child, so she walked to the hospital bed and asked, "I haven't had time to congratulate you, I'm happy to have a son."
And this time, Zhao Mochu, who was standing next to him, easily saw the little baby on the hospital bed, with a small face and glowing red skin.