âWill he come back?â
Huo Mian asked Qin Chu with uncertainty.
âI think so. I believe in Su Yuâs character...â
Qin Chu wasnât a Buddhist, but he believed in karma. If you do too many bad things, you would receive retribution. If you do many good deeds, you would also be rewarded.
Although Su Yu was a rich second-generation heir, he had never done anything that outrageously harmed anyone.
Especially after he met Huo Mian, he became extremely kind.
Qin Chu felt like God wouldnât be mean to kind people...
Of course, this was just his personal opinion.
After talking to Qin Chu for a while, the two nurses came in with dinner on a trolley.
âDirector, itâs time for dinner.â
âDirector, you look great today. Many people look exhausted after the surgery...â
The moment the two nurses entered, the ward became much livelier.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
Huo Mian smiled. âItâs not my first childbirth, Iâm not that delicate.â
âDirector, this is the dinner specially prepared by the chef at the canteen. Thereâs blackfish tofu soup to nourish the body, two cakes, red date millet porridge, stir-fried vegetables, and a dessert, blueberry cheesecake.â
âThereâs no need to treat me specially, thank you, everyone.â
âNot at all, not at all. Itâs a joyous occasion for the director to give birth to a baby. Ha, speaking of which, the young master is so handsome... When he started swimming just now, many people were watching.â
âHubby, help me up.â
âYou still have a wound. Just lie still. Iâll adjust the bed for you and then Iâll feed you.â
Seeing that the couple was going to show off their affections again, the nurses tactfully left.
Qin Chu carefully adjusted the bed higher, placed a pillow behind her, and fed her.
Halfway through the meal, everyone returned.
Carrying her newborn son...
âMian... how are you feeling? Are you feeling unwell anywhere?â Mrs. Qin asked.
âMom, Iâm fine.â
âMian... does it hurt?â Yang Meirong leaned forward and held her daughterâs hand.
âMom, it doesnât hurt anymore... the anesthesiaâs effects probably arenât over yet... Iâm fine anyway... donât worry.â
âSis-in-Law, look at your son... Heâs so young and already knows how to pick up girls... He just went swimming and kept giggling at the pretty nurse.â
Then, Qin Ning handed the child over.
Qin Chu took the baby and showed him to Huo Mian.
When he was born, she was still dizzy, so Huo Mian didnât really look at the baby.
Now, she could finally take a good look at him. Indeed, he looked exactly like Qin Chu.
She could not help but sigh at the power of genes.
âMian, look, this kid looks like Chu, right?â Mr. Qin was very happy.
Although he had always felt that having a granddaughter was already very good and perfect.
But now that she had given birth to a third child, the entire Qin family was still overjoyed...
Even Qin Ningâs father had happily booked a plane ticket to fly back from the States to see his grandson.
After a while, everyone saw that Huo Mian was a little tired and left one after another.
Pudding and Little Bean were brought back to South Hill Manor by their grandparents.
The newborn and Huo Mian stayed at the hospital.
Around 7 pm, Mrs. Su arrived alone.
She only brought a bodyguard with her and kept a low profile.
She was wearing a coffee-colored wool coat and a Hepburn classic little top hat, looking like a rich lady.
In her hand was a medium-sized thermos flask.
Qin Chu immediately got up. âAuntie Su.â