Mu Yunlie regretted it deeply, thinking that if he had known childbirth would be this painful, he wouldn’t have let her go through with it.
At this mont, he didn’t want anything else, he just wanted his precious little one to be alright.
If possible, he was willing to bear this pain for her.
Yan Yao also felt the sa heartache when he heard Yan Qianyi’s voice.
He held Andelle’s hand tightly, looking at her slightly bulging belly, sharing what was on Mu Yunlie’s mind at the mont.
"If I had known giving birth was so painful, I wouldn’t have done it."
Andelle, however, smiled, "What are you saying? A child represents the crystallization of two people’s love, the continuation of life, regardless of the hardship, it’s worth it. I believe Qianyi thinks the sa, don’t worry too much, everything will be fine."
After all, the birth of a new life always costs sothing.
Nangong Xiaoxue agreed, "Yes, Ah Lie, don’t be too anxious. When I gave birth to your mother, it was even more dramatic. Qianyi is still so young, and usually in good health, she will be fine."
Mu Yunlie nodded; he also knew there wouldn’t be a problem, but he couldn’t help but worry, couldn’t help but feel heartache.
Hong ca up to Yan Yao, whispering, "Yao, may we have a word in private?"
Yao’s brow furrowed slightly, not responding.
Andelle let go of his hand, softly saying, "Go ahead."
He hesitated for a mont, then turned and walked to the end of the corridor.
Andelle watched their retreating figures and smiled faintly.
In this world, only she knew that Yan Yao had always yearned for Hong’s fatherly love.
Yao had told her, before Qianyi was born, Hong had been really good to him, all of his parents’ love focused on him.
But ever since Qianyi was born, Hong’s attitude towards him had changed.
However, he didn’t resent his sister because he loved her too.
It was just that the younger him didn’t understand why his dad suddenly beca cold to him and scolded him every now and then.
Later, after hearing his parents’ conversation, he found out that he wasn’t really his father’s biological son.
His relationship with Hong beca more and more strained, and eventually, he decisively left ho to wander afar.
But his heart had never left the Yan Family.
When she first got together with Yao, she often heard him calling for his father in his sleep.
So she knew that Yao had always longed to return to the relationship they had when he was younger.
But later, Hong did so disheartening things, especially to Qianyi, and Yao completely lost his hope in this father.
Standing at the window at the end of the corridor, Yao asked coldly, "What do you want to say? Just be quick about it."
He still wanted to stay outside Qianyi’s delivery room waiting.
Hong began, "Yao, I was wrong in the past... I failed to fulfill my duty as a father, causing you to leave ho early and endure hardships all alone. I am truly sorry."
Yao looked at him in surprise, a face full of guilt.
He didn’t expect Hong to say such things to him.
He scoffed coldly, "There’s no need, you are not my father to begin with, you never had any responsibilities towards ."
"I know you hate , and Qianyi being willing to forgive is more than what I deserve. I never expected your forgiveness, just felt that I owed you an apology."
Just now, while waiting outside Qianyi’s delivery room, he suddenly rembered the ti when Shu ng was giving birth to Yao.
It was his first ti being a dad, he too paced outside the delivery room anxiously just like Mu Yunlie.
Yan Yao had always been a well-behaved child, and when he beca a father for the first ti, he truly loved his son.
But after Yan Qianyi was born, he had his own child and started to show favoritism, unknowingly neglecting Yan Yao.
Over ti, the relationship between father and son had grown increasingly strained.
Yan Yao remained silent, not speaking.
Yan Hong continued, "Whether towards you or Qianyi, I have not been a good father, nor am I a perfect man. A lot has happened this year that has made realize a lot, and I genuinely want to make ands to you."
After being deceived by Han Yarong, he had finally understood what mattered to him and what was fake and aningless.
Yan Yao still did not speak, his lips curled in a slight cold smile.
Both fathers had ignored him before; now they both said they wanted to make it up to him.
He didn’t know whether to laugh or be moved.
"I don’t expect you to forgive , I just hope that when you co back to see Qianyi, you’ll also co ho, okay? In fact, your grandmother also feels very guilty; she still scolds for not treating you well back then."
As Yan Yao watched the sincere look in Yan Hong’s eyes and was about to say sothing, he suddenly heard the cry of a baby coming from the corridor.
Qianyi had given birth!
He did not reply to Yan Yao and hurriedly walked briskly toward the delivery room door.
A nurse ca out holding the newborn, her face filled with joy, "Congratulations, President Yan has given birth to a big baby boy!"
Everyone excitedly crowded around to see the baby while Mu Yunlie casually glanced and then looked anxiously towards the half-open delivery room door, "How is my wife?"
Without waiting for the nurse’s reply, he hurriedly stepped inside.
"Sir! President Yan said you can’t co in yet! Sir!"
The nurse called out a few tis, but Mu Yunlie had already walked in, and no one inside dared to stop him.
He strode to the bedside and saw Yan Qianyi’s pale and haggard face and the pool of blood underneath her, his eyes instantly reddening with pain.
His lips parted slightly, and he hoarsely called out, "Little one..."
Yan Qianyi had just passed out, and in a daze, she heard Mu Yunlie’s voice, struggling to open her eyes, "Ah Lie..."
Mu Yunlie held her hand, feeling incredibly pained, "Does it hurt a lot?"
Yan Qianyi weakly shook her head, her pale lips slightly pursed, "Didn’t I tell you not to co in? I didn’t want you to see looking so ugly."
"Fool, you’re not ugly. In my heart, you are always the most beautiful." Mu Yunlie reached out his other hand to wipe the beads of sweat on her forehead.
Yan Qianyi softly chuckled, "Have you seen our little one?"
"Yes, very cute."
"Does he look a lot like you?" Yan Qianyi asked.
When the doctor had shown her the baby earlier, she felt like she was looking at Ah Lie when he was young.
Their little one was simply a mini version of Ah Lie, his features almost identical to him.
Mu Yunlie paused slightly; he hadn’t looked closely earlier because he was anxious to see her.
He gently nodded, "Yes, like."
Anyway, whatever she said was right now.
Yan Qianyi smiled softly, "That’s good, our little one is finally born."
"You’ve worked hard."
"It’s not hard, I am very happy..." Yan Qianyi said, then closed her eyes again.
"Qianyi?" Mu Yunlie gently called.
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