The obedient girl glances up, and the tyrannical tycoon kneels down to pamper her.

As Luo Huai's due date drew closer, the two families took turns negotiating with the baby in Luo Huai's belly every day.

Grandma Kuang said, "My dear great-grandson, come out quickly. I've made the tiger-head hat and tiger-head shoes for you. The fabric is very comfortable."

Kuangye said, "Please have mercy, I can't wait to be an uncle."

Luo Yunshang also said, "I can't wait to become an aunt."

"Me too! Me too! I'm the most eager!" Zhu Shuangshuang squeezed in and said, "I want to be the godmother! I've already prepared the red envelope and the gold bracelet! Since your godmother flew over early to be with you and your mother, hurry up and come out to see your godmother!"

“And I’m here too.” Xing Yuru bowed respectfully, gently stroking Luo Huai’s belly with her hand. “Auntie can teach you the violin, and Auntie is very good at it. Auntie is waiting for you, and your great-grandparents are waiting for you too.”

She smiled, her eyes narrowing.

"Your grandparents are waiting for you too." Uncle Luo and Aunt Lin come over whenever they have free time, as the two families live in the same neighborhood and are not far apart.

Everyone gathered around Luo Huai and the baby in her belly.

Only Xing Yanzhao and Xiaoming worked diligently on the sidelines, preparing the maternity bag. The two suitcases, one large and one small, were already packed full according to the printed list.

Worried that he might have missed something, Xing Yanzhao checked the list again.

Everything is ready; all that's left is for the baby to be born.

Xing Yanzhao stood up and asked Luo Huai, "Wife, you still haven't told me what kind of music you like to listen to?"

The people on the sofa all turned their heads to look over.

Xing Yuru said, "My sister-in-law likes to hear me play the violin."

Luo Huai smiled and nodded, while Xing Yuru raised her chin, like a proud little white rabbit.

Xing Yanzhao said meaningfully, "Okay."

Xing Yuru didn't understand what her brother's meaningful look meant at first, until one early spring night, a phone call came in.

"Luo Huai is about to give birth, hurry to the hospital, and bring your violin."

Xing Yuru jumped off the bed with a start, repeatedly saying "okay" and muttering "violin, violin" under her breath. She put the violin in her bag and rushed to the hospital.

When she arrived, everyone was there except her.

"How is it?"

"Just went in." Xing Yanzhao looked at the violin on her back. "Let's begin."

"what?"

"Didn't you say my wife loves listening to you play the violin?"

"..." Xing Yuru said "Oh," and really prepared to start playing.

She had played the violin in classrooms, on school stages, and at the Vienna Concert Hall... but this was her first time playing outside a hospital delivery room.

What a wonderful feeling.

Even more miraculously, her nephews and nieces were born while listening to her music, as if a new life was being created through her music.

Xing Yuru played with complete absorption.

With the baby's first cry, they knew the baby had landed safely.

Everyone rushed over in a swarm.

The obstetrician came out carrying the baby and was stunned to see so many people. Everyone asked first how the mother was doing.

"Mother and child are safe."

Only after learning that the mother was safe did everyone turn to the baby in the swaddling clothes, vying to hold him.

"What are you thinking? I'm your father, I'll carry you." Xing Yanzhao said arrogantly, as if he had won a battle.

Xing Yuru: "Big brother, you hold the baby so skillfully."

Xing Yanzhao: "Nonsense."

Grandma Kuang laughed heartily: "Two months ago, he started carrying a pillow around the house."

Zhu Shuangshuang: "Let me hug you, let me hug you! Brother Zhao, stop hogging me all the time. Don't you like daughters?"

Xing Yanzhao turned around and said, "My son is also the son that Luo Huai gave birth to for me."

He handed the child to his grandmother first, saying, "You hold him for a while, then let his maternal grandparents hold him."

"I know, I know," Grandma Kuang said. "Go and check on Luo Huai right away."

The three members of the Luo family were also looking forward to the person in the delivery room.

"It will be another two hours before Luo Huai comes out of the delivery room." Xing Yanzhao turned his head and urged everyone to hold the baby for a bit and that would be enough. Only after the baby was placed next to Luo Huai did she feel at ease.

Two hours later.

Luo Huai and her child were admitted to the hospital ward just as dawn was breaking.

Xing Yanzhao held Luo Huai's hand and kissed it. He looked at her covered in sweat without saying a word, only feeling sorry for her.

Luo Huai smiled and said, "It only hurts a little when they give me the anesthesia, it doesn't hurt at other times."

Xing Yanzhao: "The pain will still be there after the anesthetic wears off."

Luo Huai: "Then kiss me more when I'm in pain."

Xing Yanzhao got up and kissed her on the face, then looked at his wrinkled son in the swaddling clothes and couldn't help but frown.

"How long will he stay like this?"

"It'll be clean in just a few days, why are you, as its father, complaining?"

“No.” Xing Yanzhao stared at his son for a while. “I’m worried he’ll take after me.”

"Hmm?" Isn't it fine as you wish?

"You're just so lovable!"

"Heh, just like your sister-in-law, trying to please you, huh?" Kuangye sneered from the side.

Xing Yanzhao turned his head to argue, "Don't you like that she takes after my wife?"

"Ugh! I don't like my sister-in-law!" The alarm bells blared in the wilderness.

Xing Yanzhao: "Are you worthy of me?"

Kuangye rolled his eyes and went to see his nephew. He didn't dare to hug him because he was too small and soft. If he accidentally crushed him, his brother would chase after him with an eight-meter-long sword.

On the other side, Luo Yunshang held Luo Huai's hand and said, "Thank you for your hard work, little sister."

Uncle Luo and Aunt Lin told her to rest well and go home after she was well.

Originally, they were going to a postpartum care center, but Luo Huai was homesick, so Xing Yanzhao invited the postpartum care center team to stay at their home.

During her postpartum confinement period, the kitchen prepared a variety of postpartum meals. Whenever Luo Yunshang, Zhu Shuangshuang, and Xing Yurou had free time, they would come over to chat with her to keep her company or play some games.

Xing Yanzhao learned how to take care of a baby from the staff at the postpartum care center. Since she couldn't manage it herself, she called Kuangye to join her.

The first thing these two influential business figures did when they got home was to take off their ties and coats, make sure there were no hard objects on them that could hurt the child, and then go to take care of the baby.

So much so that when Chaoye Technology and Xing's Group held a major meeting, the senior executives who were close to the two could smell the lingering milky scent on them.

Let's leave Xing Yanzhao aside; after all, he's the child's biological father.

The situation with Kuangye was a bit unreasonable, to the point that everyone looked at him with a strange gaze, thinking that he was keeping some underage girl as a mistress.

When Kuangye got home, he said, "Brother, if you ask me to help take care of the kids again, believe me, I'll make him call me Dad from now on."

As expected, Xing Yanzhao did not ask him to help take care of the child anymore.

Instead, I entrusted him with the arrangements for the baby's one-month celebration.

The wilderness was silent.

Is he a nanny?

In the end, he still did it diligently and without complaint.

Since he was the one to organize the full moon celebration, it meant that the Xing family didn't need to be involved.

Upon learning of this, Xing's mother was somewhat unhappy: "How can the full moon celebration not be held at the Xing family home? Doesn't the child have the Xing surname?"

“Those are his and Luo Huai’s children. Let them do whatever they want. If we interfere too much, it will only make Yanzhao more annoyed with the two of us.” Father Xing now listens to his son’s every word, after all, Xing Yanzhao has preserved the power and status of their lineage.

Xing's mother wiped away tears, feeling wronged. She knew she had done something wrong, so shouldn't she at least be given a chance to correct it?

They didn't attend Luo Huai's childbirth or postpartum confinement, but surely she should organize the full-moon celebration? She's already decided where to hold it and who to invite, guaranteeing it will be a grand affair so everyone knows the Xing family has gained a golden grandson.

When Xing Yuru came back, she overheard her parents talking about this, and said, "My eldest brother means that the baby is too young, and too many people at the full moon banquet would frighten the baby. We should wait until the 100-day banquet, which will be held at the Xing family home."

"Really?" Mother Xing looked up, her eyes red. "Has your older brother forgiven me?"

Xing Yuru didn't say anything.

"That means she hasn't forgiven you." Xing's mother shed tears again, several times a day. Xing Yuru was worried that she would cry her eyes out.

"Mom, do you want your older brother to forgive you so you can feel better, or do you really feel sorry for him? If it's the latter, and you really feel sorry, then just sincerely change your ways. What does it matter whether your older brother forgives you or not?"

"I..." Xing's mother was speechless for a moment, and after a long while, she asked again, "Has the child been named yet?"