Gu Nanqiao couldn't be bothered to respond to his narcissism. The baby had already been sleeping for quite a while; he'd probably woken up from hunger.
The maternity nanny heard the crying from inside and hurriedly rushed in, picking up the bottle to go make formula.
Huo Jingting picked the baby up into his arms and paced back and forth by the bed to soothe him. "Baby, be good, don't fuss. Let your mom get some proper rest for a bit…"
Gu Nanqiao lay on the bed, watching his clumsy way of holding the baby, and found it unbearably funny.
She tried tentatively to turn over, but accidentally tugged at her wound, and the pain made her sharply suck in a breath.
But looking at Huo Jingting like this, she felt that even this kind of pain could be ignored.
After all, behind this momentary pain was a lifetime of happiness.
...
Because it was a natural birth, she didn't stay in the hospital for long. A week later, she was discharged.
