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He was there throughout the birthing process.

When the baby was about to be born, the fetal heart rate dropped sharply because the umbilical cord was wrapped around the neck.

When Sheng Qiaoqiao heard the midwife say that the baby was in danger of suffocation, she panicked and grabbed Fu Yanshen's arm, tears rolling down her cheeks.

She looked at him, her watery eyes filled with helplessness and dependence.

Fu Yanshen's heart tightened, and he leaned over to kiss her sweaty forehead, "Be good, don't be afraid, nothing will happen. There is a team of obstetric experts on standby outside, and you will be fine!"

He made a strong statement.

Sheng Qiaoqiao felt as if she had taken a reassurance pill.

She followed the midwife's rhythm, clenched her teeth, and used all her strength. She felt a "whoosh" and then a warm sensation.

"It's born, congratulations, it's a boy!"

The midwife's joyful voice came.

This was followed by the loud cry of a baby.

Sheng Qiaoqiao felt a sore nose and raised her lips in joy, looking into Fu Yanshen's dark and affectionate eyes.

It looked so deep, as if it wanted to suck her in completely.

She cried with joy and urged him, "Where's the boy...go and hold him for me."

Fu Yanshen half-knelt beside the delivery bed and gently wiped the sweat from her forehead, "He made you suffer, don't you want to hold him, is it painful?"

At this moment, he only had eyes for her.

Natural childbirth inevitably requires episiotomy, which is prone to tearing. She is such a person who is afraid of pain... He just feels sorry for her.

"It doesn't hurt, I'm happy." Sheng Qiaoqiao said quickly, "Go hug your son, he's still crying."

"Mr. Fu, Madam, the little boy is 7 jins, very healthy!"

"So fair and clean. It's rare to see a baby this fair right after birth. Big eyes and beautiful double eyelids."

The midwife walked up to them holding the baby, a genuine smile on her face.

Most babies are born with red, wrinkled skin covered with vernix caseosa. This one is so white and pure, which is rare.

Fu Yanshen helped Sheng Qiaoqiao lift her upper body slightly, then raised his lips with relief as he looked at the baby who had stopped crying.

The little white ball clenched her fists. She wanted to hold his little hand, but unexpectedly, he held her index finger tightly and looked at her with a pair of big black eyes.

Sheng Qiaoqiao felt warm at heart, her eyes full of pity, and she said silently in her heart: Baby, welcome back.

……

After two hours of postpartum observation, Sheng Qiaoqiao was pushed into the ward.

At that time, she fell asleep exhausted.

Hearing his son's crying, Fu Yanshen raised his eyebrows. Only then did he look directly at the baby in Ouyang Jinghua's arms.

"You little brat, why are you making so much noise? You're disturbing your mother's rest."

It sounds like a tone of disgust.

This boy only has his wife in his eyes.

It seemed like he hasn't held the baby since he was born. After returning to the ward, he didn't even look at the baby, and his attention was all focused on his wife!

Ouyang Jinghua didn't know whether to praise him for being a good husband or be angry at him for being a bad father.

"The baby is hungry, and he has just left the maternal environment, so he doesn't feel safe!"

"Come, baby, go to daddy's arms. Daddy's arms are the safest. When your mom was a child, she liked to snuggle in daddy's arms."

Ouyang Jinghua gave her little grandson in her arms to Fu Yanshen, so that they could cultivate the father-son relationship.

Perhaps it was because he smelled the natural sense of security from his father that little Fu really stopped crying.

Fu Yanshen's arms were stiff, and his little son was lying on his arms, staring at him with his big eyes.

Strange and complicated emotions surged in my chest, and my throat became fuzzy for a moment.

Ouyang looked at this scene and smiled with satisfaction, "Daddy's arms are still the best. Baby loves you so much."

……

Not long after, the baby started crying again.

Seeing that his beloved daughter-in-law was about to be woken up, Fu Yanshen started to be dissatisfied with his son again, and he asked the confinement nanny to take him out.

"Sir, the young master is hungry and needs to be fed."

Fu Yanshen said in a cold tone, "Take him and feed him with milk powder."

"Sir, the first milk the baby drinks should preferably be the mother's colostrum, which enhances immunity!" The confinement nanny suggested based on her years of experience in taking care of babies.

Fu Yanshen raised his eyebrows in displeasure, "We won't breastfeed, we will all use formula in the future."

He knew how hard breastfeeding was for a mother and how difficult it was to get a full night's sleep.

He couldn't bear to see her suffer.

"Brother Fu, we agreed before that we would breastfeed."

At this time, Sheng Qiaoqiao woke up, "Auntie Zhou, bring the baby here, I'll try to feed him."

Fu Yanshen suddenly turned around and looked at her on the hospital bed, his brows furrowed.

Dog Qiao Qiao, she clearly said before that she would be fed with milk powder!

Sheng Qiaoqiao winked at him and flirted with him, silently comforting and coaxing him.

……

Outside the ward, all members of the Sheng family were present, even the arrogant and conceited Old Master Sheng came. They came to give little Fu a red envelope as a gift.

Although, Fu Yanshen has always refused to recognize them.

Among these people, the only one Fu Yanshen was willing to say a few words to was the eldest aunt of the Sheng family, and that was because of her granddaughter, Miaomiao.

The eldest aunt of the Sheng family gave him a stack of red envelopes and said, "Yan Shen, this is a little thought and love from the old and young of the Sheng family for the children. Of course, whether you accept it or not is a matter between you and Qiao Qiao, your husband and wife."

Fu Yanshen: "I'll listen to Qiao Qiao on this matter. I'll ask her what she thinks."

He and Sheng Qiaoqiao had long reconciled with the past and had no resentment or hatred towards the Sheng family, but he also did not want to return to his ancestral home.

Sheng Qiaoqiao chose to graciously accept their kindness and love.

In the past two days, there has been an endless stream of people coming to give Xiao Xiao Fu red envelopes as gifts, and they are all wealthy or powerful people.

……

During the confinement period, Fu Yanshen served as both a cook and a nanny.

In order to let his wife sleep through the night, he saved a lot of breast milk. When the little one was hungry at night, he would get up and feed him with warm milk.

There were visible dark circles under his deep European eyes, and Sheng Qiaoqiao felt really distressed when she saw it.

On the other hand, she was like an empress dowager during her confinement period. She became more plump and beautiful, exuding the charm and sexiness of a young woman.

That night, after Fu Yanshen coaxed his booming son to sleep, he hurried to the bathroom.

His clean-loving wife couldn't stand not taking a shower for a few days, so she insisted on taking a shower and was waiting for him to wash her hair.

The indoor temperature is constant, so you won’t catch a cold or be blown by cold wind, and you don’t have to worry about developing any postpartum diseases.

She washes it every few days.

Before her hair was dried, Fu Yanshen noticed her sticky gaze.

The young woman in the mirror was wrapped in a nightgown with a deep V-neck, her seductive cleavage was faintly visible, and under her big wavy hair, her fair face had flushed cheeks.

Her eyes were half-blurred, and her gaze seemed to draw out long, ambiguous threads that hooked his heart.

The atmosphere suddenly became ambiguous.

Fu Yanshen's Adam's apple rolled and his muscles tensed.

Thinking that she was still in confinement after giving birth, he calmed down and continued to play the flute.

But a certain young woman's buttocks were pressed against his crotch, and she rubbed it intentionally or unintentionally.

The noise of the hair dryer suddenly disappeared, and with a "pop", it was almost thrown onto the table. Sheng Qiaoqiao screamed "ah" as he turned around -