Under everyone’s watchful gaze, Mu Qing said unhurriedly, “I wanted to visit you. However, when we arrived at the house, the helpers told me you’re at the hospital. That’s why we came…”

Jiang Jin nodded and gestured for the couple to take a seat.

Liang Zhou asked tentatively, “How long has she been in there?”

Sister Yu replied, “Song Ning hasn’t gone into labor yet. Young Master was anxious so he insisted on bringing her to the hospital first.”

Liang Zhou’s question was just perfunctory; she did not really care. Needless to say, she did not dare to show it outwardly.

At this time, Mu Qing looked at his son before he said to Jiang Jin, “I remember being nervous, excited, and happy as well when I was about to become a father. Mother, do you still remember? When Mu Chen was born, he didn’t cry at all, and I was so worried.”

With these words, Jiang Jin and Sister Yu were flooded with memories. Following that, they began to reminisce about the times when Mu Chen was young.

Cheng Che listened with great interest while Mu Chen’s expression grew darker and darker.

Jiang Jin was satisfied and happy when he saw the affection on Mu Qing’s face when speaking about Mu Chen.

…

From the morning until the time when the sky darkened, there was still no news.

Mu Qing accompanied Jiang Jin and Sister Yu to eat and chat.

Since Mu Chen prohibited Cheng Che from leaving, Cheng Che could only order food to the hospital.

Liang Zhou grew more and more impatient. She would occasionally go outside to ask about the situation and report back to the others. She sighed. “Why is it so difficult to give birth to a child? She went in in the morning, but she has yet to give birth…”

Mu Chen walked out of the waiting room expressionlessly. He felt more at ease standing in the corridor.

Mu Qing glanced at Liang Zhou before he said, “How can you say that? Can’t you see that Mu Chen is worried?”

Liang Zhou regretted her blunder, but she could not bring herself to admit it. She whispered, “I’m just stating facts. It’s been so long. What if something’s wrong?”

At this time, Jiang Jin said icily, “Shut up.”

Shocked, Liang Zhou shrank back in fear.

…

Meanwhile, Song Ning was enduring the pain of the contractions and was sweating profusely.

Jiahui carefully wiped the sweat off Song Ning’s face and gently said, “You can do this, Ningning. You’re already four fingers dilated…”

Song Ning panted and asked, “Is Mu Chen still waiting outside?”

Jiahui raised an eyebrow and said, “Of course! Where else would he be? I heard Cheng Che wanted to leave, but he refused to let Cheng Che leave. Apparently, he wants Cheng Che to witness the birth of the little princess as well. Grandma and Sister Yu are here as well…” Then, she hesitated for a moment before she added, “Mu Chen’s father and stepmother are here as well.

Song Ning nodded slightly as she sighed. “I find it difficult to see through his father’s thoughts. I don’t know if he’s good or not…”

Jiahui said, “Who cares? It has nothing to do with us whether he’s good or not. When the baby is born, we’ll concentrate on raising him. We’ll watch him grow up and marry a wife…”

As Jiahui spoke, she administered needles to the acupuncture points on Song Ning’s hand to relieve pain and help induce labor.

When the pain hit, Song Ning gritted her teeth to endure it. However, the pain continued to intensify, and she could not help but cry out. She was in so much pain that she felt as though she was going to faint.

The nurse next to her helped her with her breathing while Jiahui continued to administer needles to her acupuncture points.

Why did mothers love their children with their lives? It was because mothers risked their lives to bring their children into the world.

‘Baby, I’ll love you with everything I have. I can’t wait to meet you.’