Fu Nancheng paced back and forth anxiously and nervously, hoping that Qiao Mo and the baby would be safe.
More than an hour later, the light in the operating room went out.
The doctor pushed Qiao Mo out, and a nurse was holding the baby beside her.
Fu Nancheng quickly stepped forward, tightly grasped Qiao Mo's hand, and lightly kissed her forehead: "You worked hard."
Qiao Mo gave a faint smile, turned her head to look at the baby, and said softly, "It's a little princess."
Fu Nancheng was slightly stunned and looked up at the child in the nurse's arms. Meanwhile, the three little ones were already excitedly discussing around the bewildered little girl.
"I want to buy a plane for my sister!" Qiqi spoke first.
"Then I'll buy her a yacht!" Chenchen wasn't to be outdone.
"I also want to buy her a doll!" Qiqi added again.
Chenchen furrowed his little brows, paused for a moment, and said, "Then I'll buy her a purse..."
"I'll buy pretty clothes."
