"Anya, has your wife given birth?...What, she hasn't given birth yet? Why is she so stained?...My family, Shang Shang, has given birth since she was pregnant with Hanhan...Haha, she gave birth to a boy...Don't envy me, sir.
Born to be jealous..."
The third, the fourth, the fifth...
The tone on the phone sounded so proud and arrogant...
The tone seemed to say that his Shang Shang was the most powerful in the world, and her Shang Shang was the best in the world...
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Time, another forty minutes passed.
Chang Shang was pushed out, followed closely by Ai Wen, and Chang Mian immediately put away the phone and went to greet her.
"How about it?"
"The operation was successful, congratulations."
Chang Mian's nervous mood suddenly relaxed completely, and he went up to hold Ai Wen's hand: "Thank you. I, Chang Mian, owe you a favor. From now on, no matter what happens to you, whether it is up to the mountain of swords or to the sea of fire, I will promise you a favor."
promise."
Ai Wen smiled faintly. He was a little tired after the operation. He chatted for a few words and said goodbye to rest.
Chang Mianwei followed Chang Shang into the ward with the moving hospital bed. He stared at her sleeping face and choked for a long time. He wanted to hold her tightly in his arms. He couldn't help but put her hands on his face.
Keep rubbing, keep rubbing: "Changshang, you are great, really great. You gave birth to a healthy son for me. I am proud of you. I love you and my son..."
"From now on, I will protect you two; in another sixteen years, my sons and I will protect you and pamper you together; twenty years from now, if he has a wife and forgets his mother, I will kill him..."
His voice was a little choked, and he spoke in an ups and downs.
"We...what should we name our son?" Let me think about it..."
Crying with joy, Chang Mian wiped the corners of his eyes with his belly fingers, faced the unconscious Chang Shang, and muttered to himself.
"Why don't you call me Che? His eyes are like yours, as clear and dustless as an angel's eyes. Chang Che doesn't sound good to you? Let's wait until you wake up and think about it together."
The setting sun shone on his body, casting a layer of mist. Chang Mian stayed in front of the bed until she woke up.
During childbirth, that's all he could do;
Staying by her side, the first thing she saw when she opened her eyes was her own figure.
She was still so beautiful, but her face was haggard and no longer as radiant as before. This was the price of being pregnant and bearing a child for him. Only at this moment did he realize how much sin a woman had to suffer when giving birth to a child, and he vowed to make up for her well.
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Time, half a year later.
Chang Shang put little Cheche in the stroller and pushed the stroller into a familiar maternal and infant store, planning to buy some new toys for little Cheche.
The nanny and two bodyguards followed her, but her eyes only fell on the dazzling rows of baby toys, and sometimes she looked down at the little baby with bulging eyes in the stroller.
She put all the things she picked into the shopping basket carried by the nanny. After selecting the items, she asked the nanny to pay the bill. She picked up little Cheche from the stroller and walked to the nearby beverage shop.
There was someone waving to her.
"Have you been waiting for a long time?" Chang Chang sat down.
Nan Bei changed positions and sat on her left side, playing with little Cheche in her arms: "Still so cute, little Cheche, do you miss your Aunt Nan Bei?"