When I opened my eyes, I went back to the night when I forced my husband to give birth to a son.

Song Nancheng curled his lips and wanted to say something, but swallowed the words back.

After finally arriving at the hospital, Ji Yuelan's face was wrinkled in pain.

When Song Nancheng saw her like this, he picked her up and walked towards the hospital. Her aunt hurriedly followed him.

"Put me down, what is this?"

Ji Yuelan beat him. Many people looked at them along the way and said something from time to time.

She didn't have the courage to let an unidentified man carry her to the delivery room.

"How can you walk even if you're like this? I'll carry you and go quickly. What if your water breaks like Xiaowan's?"

"You don't like my son, but I do. I won't let him suffer any injustice."

"Who said I don't like him? He's my son, not yours."

Ji Yuelan was in so much pain, but she still didn't forget to argue with Song Nancheng.

"What's yours is mine." Song Nancheng said with a smile, his eyes becoming doting.

"What's mine is mine, not yours."

"Well, if you say it's not, then it's not." Anyway, the child is his.

When Song Nancheng learned today that Ji Yuelan had just reached forty weeks, he calculated that the pregnancy had occurred on that night.

He didn't know why Ji Yuelan kept it from him and even said that the child was Xu Kai's.

But no matter what, he would not let her become someone else's woman. In this life, she can only be his.

When they arrived at the delivery room, Ji Yuelan was sent in. Examination showed that she was six fingers dilated, so she was placed directly on the operating table.

Song Nancheng wanted to follow in, but was stopped by the nurse, "The mother-in-law said she won't let you in, wait outside."

Looking at the closed door, Song Nancheng paced back and forth at the door anxiously.

Now he could understand how Xiao Beiguo felt while waiting for Su Xiaowan. It was simply torment.

Time passed by minute by minute, and Song Nancheng raised his hand to check the time from time to time. The aunt next to him came forward and said, "Mr. Song, don't be anxious. Giving birth is not that fast."

"It's been two hours since I went in, why is there no movement at all?"

Song Nancheng was extremely worried. He kept going to the door to listen for any noise, but he heard nothing.

"Miss Ji, this is her first child. If she can give birth tonight, it will be considered fast. Some people need two days and two nights to give birth."

Song Nancheng nodded and asked, "Have you prepared everything? Has the auntie she hired been notified? The baby will be born and she will have to take care of it."

He wanted to take care of the child, but he had never held such a young child before, and Song Nancheng was afraid that he would drop the child on the ground.

He didn't even dare to hold Su Xiaowan's child, for fear of dropping it.

"I've notified her. She's already prepared and will be here once the baby is born."

At the same time, Ji Yuelan was going crazy from the contractions. It really hurt, and she felt like all the bones in her body were about to break.

She endured the contractions and held on to the railing tightly, trying to ease the pain.

After enduring hour after hour, the contractions became more and more frequent, and Ji Yuelan couldn't help but scream out in pain.

Song Nancheng heard her shout and hurriedly called out at the door, "Yue Lan, what's wrong with you?"

Auntie hurriedly said, "Mr. Song, Miss Ji should be giving birth soon. Don't worry, this is how women give birth."

"But she's screaming in pain, nothing could happen, right?"

Song Nancheng was very worried. Su Xiaowan didn't scream like this when she gave birth.

"Don't worry, when Miss Ji had her prenatal checkup, the doctor said that her delivery conditions are very good and there will be no problems."

"But she's screaming so loudly, how could she be okay?"

Auntie couldn't help laughing and joked, "Mr. Song, it's very painful for women to give birth. Miss Ji is so afraid of pain, she must not be able to bear it."

Song Nancheng was worried and uneasy and could only wait outside.

At around two o'clock in the middle of the night, the loud cry of a baby was heard from the delivery room, and Song Nancheng suddenly woke up.

He rushed to the door of the delivery room and said to his aunt excitedly, "She's born. Yuelan is born."

"Yeah, that's pretty fast. It should be out later. I have to get some food for Miss Ji."

"No need, I've already had someone deliver it. Yue Lan will be out soon, remember to carry it with you."

"Okay, I'll go clean up first. I think we'll be out soon."

Less than 20 minutes later, the nurse came out holding the baby. "Ji Yuelan's family, mother and child are safe. The boy weighs 6.32 pounds. The mother will be out for a while."

Song Nancheng looked at the child in the nurse's arms, who looked exactly like Ji Yuelan, and was stunned for a long moment.

Until the nurse urged, "Hurry up and hold him."

Song Nancheng reached out to hug her, but didn't know how, so he moved his left hand, then his right hand.

The nurse was obviously used to this, so she taught him directly. After holding the baby, she reminded him, "The baby has just been born, so be careful not to drop it."

"Okay, thank you."

Song Nancheng held the child in his arms, his whole body tense, and walked carefully to a chair nearby and sat down.

Seeing him like this, the aunt couldn't help but laugh and walked up to him and said, "Mr. Song, let me hold the baby. This is not the way to hold a baby. It will be tiring for you to hold the baby like this."

"It's okay, I'll hold you, you'll get it if I hold you more."

Song Nancheng was very happy, this was his child.

"Okay, if you need anything, just call me. I'll go to the door and wait for Miss Ji."

The aunt got up and went to the door. After waiting for more than half an hour, Ji Yuelan was pushed out. She looked pale and very weak.

Seeing Song Nancheng holding the child in a funny way, he couldn't help laughing, "How can you hold a child like this? Don't drop the baby later."

"Thank you for your hard work, Yuelan. The child looks like you. He is very cute."

Song Nancheng wanted to hold the child in his arms to show her, but he didn't know how to put him down.

Auntie quickly took over and said, "Let me do it, Mr. Song."

"Miss Ji, look how much this child looks like you. He is so beautiful."

"You don't look like me at all. You're so ugly, just like an old man." Ji Yuelan looked disgusted.

This looks completely different from Su Xiaowan's daughter.

"Yue Lan, he is just a little ugly now, but he will not be ugly when he grows up. He is our son, you can't dislike him."

"This is my son, not your son." Ji Yuelan said unhappily.

This is not the first time Song Nancheng has said that he is his son.

When Ji Yuelan saw the child's appearance, she was also relieved. At least the child didn't look like Song Nancheng at all.

"Okay, it's your son. Let's go to the ward first. I'll ask the restaurant to send you some food. Eat something first."

Ji Yuelan was extremely hungry at the moment, but she didn't care about anything else and went to the ward. The aunt brought out the soup and food.

She sat up and wanted to eat by herself. Song Nancheng took the bowl brought by the aunt, scooped a spoonful of soup and handed it to Ji Yuelan's mouth.

"Song Nancheng, I can drink by myself, you don't need to feed me."