Spoiled By My Ex-Fiance's Uncle
Chapter 423: The Quiet Son Turns Seven

Chapter 423: Chapter 423: The Quiet Son Turns Seven

Zhou Ziqiao had been under observation for two hours before finally being wheeled back to the ward.

Mu Shaoze looked at the pale-faced woman, his eyes suddenly reddening, "Ziqiao, you’ve worked hard."

In the past two weeks, Mu Shaoze had been lying next to her. He would get tired of lying down and could sit or even bounce around a bit, but Zhou Ziqiao didn’t dare to move at all.

It was incredibly uncomfortable.

Zhou Ziqiao hadn’t expected Mu Shaoze to cry, "Why are you crying? Although the baby was premature, there were no other complications. The result has exceeded our expectations."

Mu Shaoze held her hand and kissed it near his lips, "I just feel that you’ve had a really hard time. Let’s not have any more children."

Zhou Ziqiao’s lips curved slightly, "Let’s just go with the flow, but if we do have another, we must ensure the baby is full-term."

Mu Shaoze nodded, "Okay."

"I want to see the baby."

Mu Shaoze gently stroked her hair, "Once you’ve recovered a bit more, I’ll take you to see her."

"What does she look like?"

"Just as beautiful as you. The doctor said our baby is three pounds, which is good for this month. Don’t worry."

Zhou Ziqiao nodded, "Shaoze, I want to sleep for a while. I exerted too much effort just now, and my whole body hurts."

"What does giving birth feel like?"

Zhou Ziqiao smiled first, "It’s like having a once-in-a-thousand-years bowel movement."

Both of them laughed.

Mu Shaoze’s eyes were moist, "Sleep. I’ll be here with you."

The Mu Family did not dare to take it lightly and arranged for someone to guard the little baby around the clock.

Mother Zhou and Xu Wanqing took turns bringing soup to Zhou Ziqiao. Whatever Ziqiao couldn’t finish, Mu Shaoze drank.

Mu Shaoze felt a bit of a headache. Although the soups were fragrant, they had little salt, and he found them tasteless.

He felt that women really did not have an easy life; pregnancy was hard, childbirth was like stepping into the gates of hell, and eating during confinement was even more tasteless.

He looked at Zhou Ziqiao drinking soup, "Ziqiao, I will take good care of you in the future."

Zhou Ziqiao looked at Mu Shaoze. His face was still devilishly handsome, but the slightly green stubble gave him a touch of vicissitude.

She chuckled lightly, "That’s all I need to hear. It’s been three days now, I want to go see the baby."

Mu Shaoze nodded, "I’ll get a wheelchair; just wait a moment for me."

Mother Zhou looked at him hopping on one leg and couldn’t help but feel a bit disdainful, "You just stay put, I’ll get it."

"Thanks, mother-in-law."

Mother Zhou brought the wheelchair, helped Zhou Ziqiao slowly out of bed and into it, and pushed her to the NICU.

Mu Shaoze followed by hopping on one leg.

Arriving at the NICU, Zhou Ziqiao stood up. She leaned on the window and looked in. There were many little infants inside, most of them premature.

Mother Zhou pointed out, "That one is our Nuannuan."

Zhou Ziqiao looked at the tiny baby, her nose tingling with acidity, "She’s so small."

Mother Zhou knew she felt heartache for her daughter, and she felt the same for Zhou Ziqiao.

"Don’t worry. Once she’s discharged, she’ll gain two pounds."

"That would only make five pounds, still not as big as other newborns."

Mother Zhou reassured her, "If there are bones, there’s no worry about fat. Relax, and our baby will have milk to drink."

Zhou Ziqiao nodded, wiping away tears, "I’m waiting for the baby to come out."

For convenience in seeing the child, Zhou Ziqiao stayed until she had completed her confinement.

Little lady Mu Yunnuan also came out of the incubator. Although she was only five pounds — certainly not as big as a full-term baby — she looked much better than her initially purplish-red appearance.

Zhou Ziqiao held her for the first time, watching her sleep, and felt her heart melting.

She kissed the baby’s little face, and the baby even smiled a little.

Though it was unconscious, Zhou Ziqiao felt warmth in her heart.

The funniest thing was Mu Shaoze. The first time he held the baby, his body was stiff, looking just like a mannequin.

Xu Wanqing took over, "You’re not holding her comfortably, let me take her. Oh, my little darling, grandma holds you, let’s go home!"

To celebrate Zhou Ziqiao’s completion of her confinement and little lady Mu Yunnuan’s full month — and as for Mu Shaoze, it was to celebrate his removal of plaster casts and use of crutches — a celebration was held at the Mu Family home.

Everyone happily ate cake when three figures appeared at the door.

The jovial atmosphere suddenly froze as Mu Shaoci and a woman walked in with a little boy.

Mu Shaoci smiled lightly, "Let me introduce everyone, this is my woman, Shen Lu, and our son, Shen Yicheng."

Everyone: "..."

It took a good moment for everyone to digest the news.

Xu Wanqing walked over, looking at the beautiful and tall woman, "You were Shaoci’s secretary before."

Shen Lu nodded, "Hello, aunt."

Xu Wanqing knew there must be a story behind it; otherwise, why would it have taken so many years to bring the girl before her, and to have had a child secretly.

"It’s good you’re back, it’s good you’re back. You’ve suffered over these years."

Shen Lu smiled sweetly, "It wasn’t hard. It was my fault..."

Mu Shaoci held her hand, "It was my fault. I lost my wife, but now I’ve found both wife and child. Yicheng, come here."

The little boy was slightly shy and blushed before he could speak, "Hello grandma, my name is Shen Yicheng, and I’m seven years old."

Xu Wanqing bent down and cupped his small face, "So are you grandma’s sweet grandson?"

Shen Yicheng nodded.

Xu Wanqing held him in her arms, "From now on, there will be many people to love you, Yicheng."

Mu Hongsheng stepped forward, "Little Shen, don’t worry. We’ll definitely deal with Shaoci, letting you and your mother stay out all these years."

Shen Lu shook her head, "Don’t blame Shaoci, it was my fault."

Mu Hongsheng laughed, "Today, no matter who’s right or wrong, it’s good you’re back."

Everyone crowded around, the family buzzing with particularly warm and harmonious atmosphere.

Mu Shaoze clicked his tongue, "Today was supposed to be about us, yet Big Brother stole the limelight. He did it on purpose, so scheming. But I didn’t expect him to be the real winner in life, his son is already seven years old."

Zhou Ziqiao laughed, "Can you not be sour?"

Mu Shaoze clicked his tongue again, "I just can’t stand his smug look. But it’s not bad, he’s been like a monk these years."

Zhou Ziqiao: "..."

Fu Mu’an said, "We now have a leading big brother."

Fu Jinyan’s eyes flicked around, "So, if we do something bad, is there someone to take the blame for us?"

Fu Mu’an: "..."

While happy, the Mu family’s attention turned to Mu Boyan.

Mu Boyan, holding a fist to his mouth, lightly coughed, "Well, dinner is ready. Everyone, let’s go to the dining room."

Xu Wanqing took Shen Yicheng’s hand and approached him, "Boyan, when will you give me a surprise and bring a child home?"

Mu Boyan laughed awkwardly, "I’ll bring a girlfriend home as soon as I can."