Seven hours later.

The operating room door was pushed open with a "whoosh".

Su Manman lay on the hospital bed, her face as white as a crumpled piece of paper, as she was wheeled out.

On the stroller next to it, a baby was wrapped tightly in a blanket and was wailing loudly. His little face was red and his features were scrunched up, making him look somewhat comically ugly-cute.

Upon hearing the noise, the group of people waiting at the door all stood up abruptly.

Zhang Feng and Xu Zhi, like two hungry dogs seeing a bone, rushed forward and carefully took the child into their arms.

"Oh my god! Heaven has opened its eyes! Our Xu family finally has an heir! An heir!"

Zhang Feng's voice trembled uncontrollably, her face streaked with tears and snot, her ecstatic expression as if she were holding a gold nugget in her arms.

"Quick, quick, take a look! Is it a penis or a worthless bastard?"

She hurriedly lifted a corner of the blanket, hunching her head down so low that her eyes almost popped out.

The surgeon removed his mask, looking exhausted, and calmly concluded, "Congratulations, it's a girl."

The air seemed to freeze for a moment.

Zhang Feng's smile, which was almost reaching her ears, froze instantly as if a bucket of ice water had been poured over it.

Her face, which had been flushed with excitement, visibly fell, her lips drooped, and she murmured, "...A woman?"

Xu Zhi's eyes, which had been frighteningly bright, suddenly dimmed considerably.

But he was more composed than Zhang Feng. He patted the child and comforted her with feigned magnanimity, "A girl...a girl is fine too. As long as she's a living person, that's all that matters. At worst...we can keep having more children, and we'll eventually find a boy."

These words were like a poisoned needle, piercing precisely into Su Manman's ears.

She had just escaped death, and her whole body ached as if her body had been dismantled. Her mind was still buzzing with the excruciating pain of childbirth.

When she heard the word "daughter," her heart sank. When she heard Xu Zhi's nonchalant "keep giving birth," a wave of nausea surged up from the bottom of her heart, making her so angry that she almost fainted on the spot.

But she bit her tongue hard, forcing back the blood that was flowing back into her throat.

You must not faint, you absolutely must not faint.

Su Manman's eyes darted around weakly, finally settling on Xu Zhesheng. Her lips moved, her voice barely audible: "Zhe... Zhe..."

Xu Zhesheng seemed to be nailed to the spot, his gaze fixed on the small red dumpling in the incubator, which was only the length of his forearm, his mind completely blank.

He... really became a father?

Previously, he had no real feeling about "becoming a father." It was only after Zhang Feng kept nagging him and seeing his peers getting promoted that he began to feel that it was a necessary part of life.

But when that moment truly arrived, he was left only with bewilderment.

A buzzing sound filled my ears, and Su Manman's voice seemed to be muffled by a layer of water, making it difficult to hear clearly.

Only the baby's cry, loud and sharp, like a small awl piercing his eardrums, domineeringly proclaimed its presence.

Even if it's a girl, she's still his bloodline.

As if driven by the crying, he stiffly stepped forward and carefully cradled the warm body in his arms.

Its touch was incredibly soft, yet so fragile that it seemed it would shatter at the slightest touch.

The little guy's skin was wrinkled and had an unpleasant purplish-red hue, like a freshly peeled cooked shrimp.

Xu Zhesheng's heart sank. The excitement of becoming a father for the first time was instantly extinguished by the ugliness before him. He paused, then hesitated, "...Why are they so wrinkled?"

The doctor standing nearby, unfazed, explained calmly, "Newborns are all like this; the jaundice will fade and they'll open up in a couple of days."

These words did not make Xu Zhesheng feel much better. He almost immediately and somewhat clumsily shoved the child back into the nurse's hands, as if it were a hot potato.

It was only then that he belatedly noticed Su Manman, who was lying on the hospital bed with a deathly pale face.

Seeing that she had gone through such a ordeal for him, his heart softened for a moment. He reached out and gently stroked her cold cheek with his fingertips, his voice dry and gentle without him even realizing it: "It's alright now, the baby is safe, you don't have to suffer anymore."

Su Manman nodded obediently, and tears rolled down her cheeks at just the right moment.

However, just as her eyelids lowered, she caught a glimpse of Shen Zhiyi standing quietly at the edge of the crowd.

His pupils suddenly contracted!

The weakness she felt a moment ago vanished instantly. Ignoring the exclamations of the medical staff, she suddenly propped herself up, about to fall off the bed: "Hey! What are you doing! You can't get out of bed right after giving birth!"

Ignoring everything else, Su Manman slammed her knees hard against the edge of the bed and slid down to kneel on the cold floor, facing Shen Zhiyi. Her forehead slammed against the ground with a loud thud.

"Sister Zhi! Sister Zhi, I beg you!"

She looked up, her face streaked with tears and snot, as pitiful as a withered lotus after a rain. "I know I shouldn't be pregnant with A-Zhe's child, and I shouldn't be an eyesore to you... but I almost died just now! Please, have mercy on me, spare my poor daughter!"

Her voice was hoarse, yet every word was laced with anguish, each phrase precisely striking at the vulnerable spot of someone who had just experienced a life-or-death situation: "I don't blame you for pushing me... really... as long as you never lay a hand on my daughter and me again... I swear! As soon as I'm out of maternity leave, I'll take my child and get out of the country immediately, and I'll never dare to show my face in front of you again in this lifetime!"

"Please... stop persecuting us..."

She humbled herself, lowering herself to the dust, her tearful, groveling appearance was enough to make anyone feel sorry for her.

Only in the gaps between the falling strands of hair did a fleeting, extremely cold, and venomous glint occasionally flash through her eyes.

Su Manman's crying and fussing shattered the brief peace, bringing the unresolved grievances back to the forefront in a bloody manner.

Almost reflexively, Xu Zhesheng stepped in front of Su Manman, his arms taut, firmly protecting her trembling body. He turned to face Shen Zhiyi, his eyes sharp as knives: "Manman, don't be afraid! With me here, no one will dare to lay a finger on you!"

Su Manman buried her face in his chest, her shoulders trembling as she cried, her voice hoarse.

"Ah Zhe... I want Sister Zhi to give me a promise in person... Our daughter is still so small, a soft little thing, she could strangle her with one hand... I'm going to entrust the child to her care in the future, but if one day she accidentally pushes her again, or accidentally spills a pot of boiling water... how can my child bear it..."

She raised her tear-filled eyes and looked sadly at Xu Zhesheng, her fingertips gripping his clothes tightly: "Zhesheng, I can't bear to leave... How about... you let me take the child with me abroad? Once she can talk and understand, and won't be bullied anymore, I'll return her to you safe and sound... okay?"

"Bullshit!"

Zhang Feng instantly reacted like a hen whose tail had been stepped on, her shrill voice cleaving through the air as she exploded, "You want to take away a member of the Xu family? No way!"

She snatched the baby girl from the nurse's arms and held her protectively in her arms as if she were some rare treasure, even though she was just a worthless child, she was still a member of the Xu family.

She glared fiercely at Su Manman, then abruptly turned the gun on Shen Zhiyi, spitting almost onto the other woman's face:

"This isn't over yet, the shoving incident with Manman! I'm calling the police right now! You're going to jail! The Xu family is not finished with you!"

A cunning glint flashed in her eyes, making you, Shen Zhiyi, feel smug. Just now, you relied on the man beside you to force me to apologize, but now there is solid evidence to prove that you pushed someone. Even the powerful CEO Lu can't cover for you.

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