Even if he needs to invest a lot of time and energy in order to take care of this child, this is a responsibility he cannot shirk.

"Don't tell me? As grandparents, I must be looking forward to the birth of my grandson. Otherwise, I will call them and say it." Mrs. Song knew her daughter's thoughts. She did not agree with the birth of this child in the past. Now that the child is about to be born, she can't do anything if she doesn't agree with it.

When the Song family was in trouble, she also understood that Song Wanting was the support of the Song family, and she should help her daughter so that she could integrate into the Ye family.

As long as Song Wanting gained a foothold in the Ye family, the Song family will not fall completely, and there will always be some hope.

Ye Qianmo glanced at Mrs. Song, her face turned a little cold. It was not difficult to guess Mrs. Song’s thoughts.

"I won't bother you anymore. I will find the right time to tell them about these things."

Ye Qianmo's cold attitude made Mrs. Song feel cold and she couldn't help but sigh again.

It seems that it is not easy for Song Wanting to gain status in the Ye family. Last night, Ye Qianmo sent someone to invite her, and she thought he had feelings for Song Wanting. It seems that she was too optimistic.

It was time for the medical staff working on the night shift to get off work and when the shift was handed over, the doctor on the night shift came to explain the situation to Ye Qianmo.

"How is it? Not born yet?"

"It's almost done! If you wait patiently, I guess it will be almost done in another hour."

It will take another hour? Ye Qianmo frowned slightly and asked again: "How is the mother's health? Why didn't she hear her scream?"

"We told her to maintain her physical strength, and she was afraid that she would not be able to keep up with her physical strength in the end and would not be able to complete her natural birth. She has a good foundation and there is no problem with her natural birth. You don't have to worry!"

"Thanks!"

The doctor who changed shifts came, and Ye Qianmo sat back on the chair and waited quietly.

Xia Youxin didn't sleep all night. Thinking about some of her thoughts last night, she felt that she might be a little narrow-minded.

I didn't want Ye Qianmo to think she would mind, so she called Ye Qianmo in the morning.

"Has you born?" Xia Youxin asked.

"No, the doctor said it's coming soon."

"Don't worry, maybe she is the first child, so she should give birth to a slower child. I heard from my adoptive mother that the first child will take a long time, and some people can give birth to two or three days."

At this time, she also comforted him in turn. Ye Qianmo bent the corner of her mouth and said, "I know, I'm not in a hurry. But you, you haven't had a good sleep, right? His voice was a little hoarse, so let the butler call Dr. Hao over for you and prescribe some throat-moisturizing medicine."

"Haha, there is no such exaggeration, no pain or itch." Xia Youxin chuckled. Although he was a little fussy, his concern was indeed beyond words. She didn't want anything else, as long as he cared for her, she would be happy.

At this moment, a loud baby crying came from the delivery room. The expressions and movements on Ye Qianmo's face completely stopped when he heard the baby crying.

What kind of feeling is hard to describe.

He became a father from then on, and even though the child was not welcomed by him, he came.

Xia Youxin didn't hear it very clearly, but she still heard it vaguely.

"Birth?" she asked uncertainly, her voice trembling a little. Why did she tremble, and even she couldn't explain it clearly.

"It seems, I'll go and see." Ye Qianmo said, pressing the phone off, and Xia Youxin's tears crackled like broken beads at the moment when the phone was disconnected.

He went to see his son, and his son's mother.

What would he do? He would hold Song Wanting's hand tightly and say to her: Thank you, thank you for your hard work? Will he kiss her forehead?

Xia Youxin shook her head and told herself that he would not. All he cared about was the child. He would not fall in love with that woman just because she had too much effort to give birth to her.

A young nurse ran out of the delivery room and reported to Ye Qianmo: "Congratulations! I've given birth! It's a boy! I'm doing cleaning!"
Chapter completed!