Unbridled, Depraved

In the reception room of the VIP ward on the top floor of Xie Medical Center, the subtle sound of the air purifier was infinitely amplified.

Xiao Chengzhou adjusted the position of his watch for the fifth time, and the platinum strap glowed coldly under the light.

"Chengzhou."

Xu Shuqin reached out and pressed the back of her husband's hand, which was slightly bulging with blue veins. "Extraperitoneal cesarean section is very safe. Don't worry."

Shen Qianyu curled up in the corner of the sofa, hugging a crumpled pillow tightly in her arms, and her voice came out muffled through the fabric: "But my sister has been in there for two hours..."

The voice just fell.

"Wow--"

A clear baby cry was heard from the bedroom, followed by a second one.

The bedroom door suddenly opened, and Dr. Lin walked out and took off his mask, causing everyone to stand up at the same time.

"Thank you, Mr.

Dr. Lin smiled professionally, "The delivery went smoothly, congratulations..."

Xie Jincheng couldn't wait to hear the end, and was about to rush in, but the head nurse standing by quickly stopped him: "Boss Xie, sterile suits!"

Gu Wanwan reacted very quickly, grabbing the prepared disinfection suit and stuffing it into Xie Jincheng's arms: "Hurry, hurry, hurry!"

She deliberately didn't paint her nails today, and the smell of disinfectant still lingered on her palms.

Xiao Heng grabbed the back of Shen Qianyu's collar as she tried to rush in: "Wait for them..."

His voice stopped abruptly and his eyes fell on the two swaddling babies that the nurse was carrying out.

The entire living room suddenly became so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.

Xie Jincheng froze in place, looking at the two small, pink packages in the nurse's arms, his Adam's apple rolling up and down.

He had taken off his gold-rimmed glasses at some point, and his usually sharp eyes were now incredibly soft.

"Congratulations."

The nurse smiled and handed the swaddling clothes forward. "It's a pair of beautiful girls. The elder sister weighs 5.4 jin and the younger sister weighs 5.6 jin. They are both very healthy."

Xie Jincheng's shaking hands kept shaking: "Where's my wife? How is she?"

"Your wife is in good condition, she..."

Xie Jincheng rushed into the delivery room without waiting for the nurse to finish speaking.

Shen Qianhe lay weakly on the mobile bed, his cheeks pale.

Hearing the footsteps, she slowly opened her eyes, with a gentle arc at the corner of her mouth: "Xie Jincheng..."

Xie Jincheng knelt on one knee beside the bed, holding his wife's cold fingers with trembling hands.

He lowered his head and rested his forehead on their clasped hands, and said in a gentle voice: "Does it hurt? Is there anything uncomfortable?"

Shen Qianhe shook her head gently, and stroked his messy temples with her fingertips: "It doesn't hurt."

She looked at her two daughters who were brought to her by the midwife, tears welling up in her eyes, "They are so small..."

Only then did Xie Jincheng dare to turn around and look at the baby in the cradle.

The eldest daughter was clenching her fists with a slightly frowned brow, just like his expression when he was reviewing documents.

The younger daughter was sleeping quietly, her long eyelashes casting a thin shadow on her pink cheeks, she was an exact replica of Shen Qianhe.

Xie Jincheng's Adam's apple rolled, and he suddenly leaned over and hugged his wife and daughter in his arms.

His back, which had always been straight, was now slightly hunched. "Thank you..."

The warm liquid silently soaked into the fabric on Shen Qianhe's shoulders, "Thank you for giving me a home."

......

Late at night.

After everyone left, Xie Jincheng sat between two cribs placed side by side, with his slender fingers resting lightly on the bed rails.

Amid the ticking sound of the pain pump, Shen Qianhe half-closed his eyes and spoke in a voice as light as a feather: "What do you think they want to be when they grow up..."

“If you are a painter, buy the Louvre; if you are a scientist, build a laboratory.”

Xie Jincheng's fingertips hovered above his daughter's cheek, and finally dared to touch the swaddling cloth lightly, "If they want to be a playboy... Xie's family is enough to ruin them for two lifetimes."

The eldest daughter suddenly waved her fist in her sleep, and the younger daughter immediately responded by smacking her lips.

The two little guys' movements were so coordinated that it seemed like they had rehearsed them thousands of times in the womb, causing Shen Qianhe to chuckle, "What do you think we should name the children?"

Xie Jincheng took out an exquisite sandalwood box from the inner pocket of his suit. Two mutton-fat jade peace buckles lay quietly in the box, as warm as the moon.

He said softly, "My sister's name is Xie Mu'an. 'Mu' means what the heart desires, and 'An' means peace every year. It means that she will be cherished and live a peaceful and happy life."

Shen Qianhe's eyes lit up: "Mu An, this name sounds nice! Then the elder sister's nickname will be An An, and I have also thought of a name for the younger sister!"

Xie Jincheng: "Tell me about it."

Shen Qianhe's weak voice after giving birth could not hide her joy, "My sister's name is Xie Zhixia, 'Zhi' for knowing, 'Xia' for midsummer. May she always be as bright and beautiful as midsummer."

"......"

At six in the morning, the nurses' station was in an uproar.

"Look at this picture!" Nurse A covered her mouth and passed the phone around. On the screen was a picture of Xie Jincheng wearing a Pikachu one-piece pajamas, napping on the sofa in the milk-preparing room.

His hair, which was always combed meticulously, was now sticking out from side to side, and he was holding two bottles of milk in his arms, looking like a koala guarding its food.

"Oh my God!"

Nurse B zoomed in on the corner of the photo and said, "Boss Xiao is actually..."

At the edge of the picture, Xiao Chengzhou is wearing gold-wire reading glasses, holding the "Encyclopedia of Newborn Care" in his left hand and a wet diaper in his right hand, looking at it repeatedly.

The godfather of the Hong Kong underworld had a frown on his face, as if he was studying some arms blueprints.

The most amazing thing is that in the background, Xiao Heng, the young master of the Qing Gang who is said to kill without blinking an eye, is holding a prop doll and practicing changing diapers with a very serious expression.

"Ding--"

The elevator door suddenly opened, and the protagonists of the photos appeared in the corridor.

Xie Jincheng had already changed back into his haute couture suit, but his tie was crooked at fifteen degrees.

Xiao Chengzhou had a bottle thermostat in his chest pocket.

Xiao Heng had a pink mommy bag hanging on her wrist.

Behind the three of them, Xu Shuqin came slowly, pushing a stroller with twin babies.

"Cough cough."

The head nurse suddenly coughed dryly, "Room 3 needs a diaper change."

The air froze for two seconds.

The three men turned around and rushed towards the ward at the same time, almost colliding with each other at the corner.

Xiao Chengzhou: "Move aside, I'll go first, I want to change for An An!"

Xie Jincheng: "Dad, let me do it. I have studied the correct method."

Xiao Heng: "Don't argue with me, let me change Zhizhi's diapers! I spent the whole afternoon learning at the nurses' station yesterday!"

A burst of suppressed goose cries broke out from the nurses' station.

A young nurse pressed the forward button with trembling hands and wrote:

[Xie Group’s stock price today: two thousand gold + three bankrupt dads]

Follow-up...

Three months after this photo went viral in Hong Kong's upper class circles, Xie's brand suddenly launched a high-end mother and baby brand [Mu'an Zhixia].