Quick Wear: The bad female supporting role, the male protagonist prefers

Three months later, everyone in the Gu family forced themselves to forget about the son-in-law who had married into the family, and focused all their attention on the unborn child in Gu Shutang's belly.

After all, he was an unattainable prince. How could he be willing to have anything to do with common people like them when he returned to the capital?

Just when Mr. Gu and Mrs. Gu were anxiously waiting outside the delivery room, Wang Xiangshao suddenly appeared and forcefully demanded to go into the delivery room to accompany Gu Shutang.

He also brought two people dressed as doctors, one man and one woman, both of whom were of a certain age.

After Mr. Gu knew Wang Xiangshao's identity, he no longer felt as close to him as before. He was only trembling with fear towards him and did not dare to refuse him from entering the delivery room.

When Wang Xiangshao entered, he saw Gu Shutang, who was pale and sweating profusely, grabbing the quilt beside him in pain, his hands trembling slightly.

Seeing that a corner of the quilt had been wrinkled by her, Wang Xiangshao put his hand in hers and refused to let go no matter how she scratched it.

The midwife standing by saw a man rushing in, her eyes filled with surprise. She took a step back and looked at her hands worriedly.

Did the Gu family notice something? Otherwise, how could someone break in?

The next moment, seeing Wang Xiangshao's reaction, the midwife regained her courage. It turned out that he was worried about his wife who was giving birth.

"Tang'er, I'm back."

His previous anger towards Gu Shutang for wanting him to leave disappeared when he saw her giving birth to children for him.

He had never seen her so weak.

He regretted why he had let her get pregnant just for the sake of momentary pleasure. Pregnancy was a high-risk thing.

The child in Gu Shutang's belly was the one she had been waiting for for a long time. She wanted it to inherit the Gu family. It was the child she wanted. Wang Xiangshao couldn't blame it, so he just blamed himself for not being able to control his desire and making her endure the pain of childbirth.

Because of the pain of childbirth, Gu Shutang's eyes were a little blurry and her consciousness was confused. She was just moving based on instinct. She heard a man next to her constantly apologizing to her. It seemed that he was the man who had been with her for many years.

Gu Shutang's brain was blank because of childbirth, and she just said instinctively: "You are so noisy. We are already an old married couple, why are you so sentimental?"

When Wang Xiangshao heard Gu Shutang's forceful complaint, a tear of excitement fell from his eyes. Her voice sounded good.

And they will find him annoying.

The two people brought in by Wang Xiangshao were already standing beside him while he was speaking. They took Gu Shutang's wrist and checked her condition.

The midwife behind Wang Xiangshao didn't know who Wang Xiangshao brought with him. She saw Wang Xiangshao, a grown man, standing there with two people, clumsy and unable to do anything, with veins on his head throbbing.

I want to kick people out, so they don't get in the way.

But the rumored husband of Miss Gu was not an ordinary person, but a prince who had fallen into poverty, so the midwife did not dare to drive him away.

Just politely invite them to the head of the bed, don't stand in the middle of the bed and disturb them.

Of course, if her expression was more natural, it would make people believe that she was really thinking about the host family.

When the midwife went over to speak, she noticed the tears on Wang Xiangshao's face with her sharp eyes, and the corners of her mouth curled up with a hint of hidden disgust.

She did not feel very moved by Wang Xiangshao's behavior today. She just felt that this prince from the capital was too stingy and not as domineering as the rumors said.

What man would cry beside his wife's bed?

Midwives have delivered babies for wives of all ages in Ancheng. No matter whether they were from wealthy or ordinary families, husbands would never step into the delivery room, which they considered to be a dirty place. They would wait outside the delivery room and at most comfort their wives outside.

If this prince was a young man from her village, he would probably be gossiped about for days by the village wives, both young and old, who liked to gossip, and would also be scolded for his impoliteness in entering the delivery room.