More than an hour had passed, and the elders of the Ling family were on their way here. When Chu Lie and Cheng Yuan received the call, they also rushed over. They lived relatively close to the delivery room and had already arrived.
"Sir, how is it? Has Madame been born?" Chu Lie and Cheng Yuan were both dressed in plain clothes due to their anxiety. Seeing Ling Mofeng leaning against the wall alone, both of them started to worry.
"Not yet. I’ve been in for almost an hour." Ling Mofeng stared at the door, wishing that he could see through the curtain and see what was going on inside.
Cheng Yuan clenched her hands tightly, hoping that Lan Yanxi would be able to survive this ordeal and return safely.
The corridor was quiet. It was midnight, and not many women gave birth here.
Everyone held their breath. Suddenly, the tightly-shut door of the delivery room opened and a doctor and two nurses walked out. The baby’s crying sounds were so loud that it echoed through the quiet corridor.
"Mr. President, Madame has given birth to a little prince." the doctor said happily.
"Congratulations, Mister." When Chu Lie and Cheng Yuan heard this, they were also surprised and quickly gave their blessings.
He walked a few steps over, but at the last two steps, he slowed down his steps and stared unblinkingly at the little person wrapped in the soft blanket. His little fists were clenched tightly as he waved them around, seemingly very dissatisfied with his current situation.
"Thank you. How is Yanxi?" Ling Mofeng thanked the doctor and then gently used both of his hands to carry the soft little thing into his arms.
"Madam is in good shape and will be sending her out soon. Please wait a moment." The doctor went to help.
Chu Lie and Cheng Yuan no longer cared about their relationship and directly beat Ling Mofeng’s two sides, joyfully and curiously sizing up that little life.
When Ling Mofeng saw that little face, he finally relaxed. He couldn’t believe it, so he reached out and touched the little hand that the little guy was hiding in his clothes, and the little hand immediately grabbed his finger without saying anything. The crying sound also stopped instantly, as if the little guy had something to rely on.
"Ha!" Ling Mofeng’s thin lips slightly raised, amused by his son’s cute look.
"Sir, has the little prince gotten a good title yet?" Cheng Yuan couldn’t help but ask curiously.
"Not yet, let my grandpa take it." Ling Mofeng wouldn’t argue with his grandpa about this. His grandpa had already mentioned this before, so he was already pla
ing to fight with him.
"So cute, his facial features look like mister’s." Cheng Yuan stared at it for a while longer and realized that although the little guy had just come out of his mother’s womb, his facial features had changed. Cheng Yuan stared at it for a while longer and realized that although the little guy had just come out of his mother’s womb, his facial features had changed.
"Is it like that? I feel that he’s more like Yanxi. " Ling Mofeng chuckled, but in his heart, he was very satisfied.
The woman he loved the most had given birth to someone who resembled his son. The love between the two of them had borne fruit. That was truly a beautiful and happy matter.
The three of them stood outside the door waiting for Lan Yanxi to come out. Ten minutes later, Lan Yanxi came out with a face full of sweat and her long hair drenched in sweat. It could be seen how difficult it was for her to give birth to a child.
"Yanxi!" When Ling Mofeng saw her come out, he gave the child to Cheng Yuan to carry. Cheng Yuan was quite frightened, both of her hands were extended, but she still felt uncomfortable hugging the little guy, because the little girl seemed to be frowning.
"I’m fine, don’t worry." When Lan Yanxi saw the worry on the man’s face, she immediately smiled and reassured him.
Ling Mofeng knew that she was usually weak and delicate, but when things happened, she was very strong. This woman always made his heart ache.
"Good, it’s good that you’re fine." Ling Mofeng didn’t know how to comfort her, so he could only hold her hand and help push the cart to the ward.
When they entered the ward, Lan Yanxi had just finished giving birth. Ling Mofeng carried her gently. The group of unmarried nurses beside them were all staring at her with envy.
Rumor had it that the President had doted on his wife, but they had never seen her in person. Now that they had seen her in person, the President’s eyes turned red with anxiety.
A man’s heart ached for a woman. He was able to make everyone around him feel that this sort of deep-seated love really made them unable to envy him. They could only hope that they would meet him again in the future.
Everyone from the Ling Family, including Old Master Ling, who were in their seventies, came. When they heard that their great-grandson was born, they had to shout and come over to take a look.
"Sister-in-law, thank you for giving us such a cute little nephew." Ling Nua
uan ran to the bedside, her face full of sincere gratitude.
Embarrassed, Lan Yanxi laughed. "This is something I should do. Besides, I also have a share in this child."
"That’s true. We all have our share. Don’t worry, in the future, I will definitely help you share the burden of taking care of children." Ling Nua
uan immediately laughed.
After seeing the child, the Ling’s mother and the Ling’s father walked over to comfort Lan Yanxi happily.
It was already four or five in the morning. All the lights in the house had been extinguished, but in the ward, Lan Yanxi’s mood was still very bright. Although her Lan Family to give birth to her children did not send anyone, nor did she ask Ling Mofeng to inform her mother to come over.
Ling Mofeng, on the other hand, had no room to show off. He sat down on the edge of the bed and looked Lan Yanxi in the eye. Although he didn’t say anything to her, they could both see the happiness and love in each other’s eyes.
The man stretched out his hand and placed it under the blanket. He touched her hand. Her hand was still covered in sweat. It was cold and heart-wrenching.
The room was filled with family and friends. Although Lan Yanxi wanted Ling Mofeng to care for her, she was too embarrassed to show him her love, so she pushed his hand away. The man’s eyes widened in surprise and was a bit disappointed. "Dad, mom, look at my nephew; doesn’t he look like Big Brother when he was young? I’ve seen his full moon picture, it looks like it was carved from the same mold." Ling Nua
uan had already triumphantly snatched her nephew into her arms to carry him. However, she had only hugged for a short while before being gently received by Ling’s mother and placed beside Lan Yanxi. "A newborn child, don’t carry him around. Let him rest for a while."
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