Chapter 817: 818, my daughter is really pretty (second update)

"Mo Zhixuan, where is our child?" Chu Jin looked up at Mo Zhixuan with anticipation in her eyes. She faintly remembered seeing the nurse bring the baby up to her for a quick glance just after giving birth.

But at that time, Chu Jin wasn’t fully conscious. She only caught a glimpse before completely passing out.

"The child?" Mo Zhixuan was first stunned and then realized that Chu Jin was in a state of unconsciousness at that time. His whole heart was focused on Chu Jin, where would he have the leisure to attend to the child...

Therefore, he didn’t know where the child was...

"What’s wrong with the child?" Seeing his reaction, Chu Jin asked anxiously.

A trace of guilt flashed in Mo Zhixuan’s eyes, "Your mother and the others aren’t here either, they probably took the child out for some fun..."

"Is this how you act as a father?" Chu Jin frowned slightly, pushing Mo Zhixuan towards the door, "Go out and look for them quickly!"

How could such a small child be taken out for fun?

Mr. Mo’s fathering was truly...

Just as Mo Zhixuan stood up, Madam Mo and Zhao Yan came in holding the child, with the little lass happily hopping behind them, "Jin, you’ve awakened!" The little lass rushed over quickly.

"Pengpeng, when did you come?" Chu Jin smiled at the little lass.

"I came very early, Jin, are you okay?" The little lass walked over and held Chu Jin’s hand.

Chu Jin smiled and shook her head, gently teasing the little lass’s nose, "I’m fine; you don’t need to worry."

Zhao Yan handed the baby over to Chu Jin, "Jin, this is Bei Bei."

According to the nickname Mo Zhixuan chose, the older child was called Bao Bao, and the younger was called Bei Bei.

Bao Bao was the brother.

Bei Bei was the sister.

Chu Jin quickly extended her arms, holding the child carefully, with a tender look in her eyes. She kissed Bei Bei on the forehead, "Bei Bei, I’m your mom, hello."

Maybe it was a mother-daughter telepathy, or just a coincidence, but the tightly shut eyes of Bei Bei suddenly opened at that moment, locking eyes with Chu Jin.

The newborn’s eyelids were still somewhat heavy, but her eyes were very black, very bright, and also big, like two large grapes. Chu Jin’s heart melted instantly, holding the baby with an undeniable smile in her eyes.

"Bei Bei, my Bei Bei." Chu Jin held the baby with one hand and tapped Bei Bei’s nose with the other.

The little lass curiously peered at them, then smiled and said, "Jin, Bei Bei is so cute! Can I hold her for a moment?" Her eyes sparkled with expectation.

"You can," Chu Jin nodded slightly and carefully handed Bei Bei to the little lass, then supported Bei Bei with her hand.

This was the little lass’s first time holding such a small infant, and she was extremely curious. She then said, "Jin, can I kiss Bei Bei?"

Chu Jin smiled and nodded, "You can."

Contented, the little lass pecked Bei Bei’s forehead and said, "Jin, she smells so good."

Mo Zhixuan watched this scene with tenderness filling his eyes.

Madam Mo walked up to Mo Zhixuan, a bit discontent, "As a father, you should also hold your son." Mo Zhixuan, as a father, had really outdone himself; he hadn’t even taken a glance at his child since birth.

"Oh." Mo Zhixuan withdrew his gaze, turned, and looked at Madam Mo and the child. He bent his knees slightly, reached out his arms, and took the child with utmost care, although very stiffly.

The child was really too small and very soft. Mo Zhixuan had no idea how to hold him properly. He was extremely nervous, hardly daring to breathe loudly or look closely at the child for fear of dropping him.

Madam Mo guided from the side, "Relax, don’t hold too tightly. Support his waist with your hand and cradle his little head."

Even then, Mo Zhixuan’s movements were still very stiff.

Madam Mo looked at him disdainfully, "Even Pengpeng holds your child better than you."

Mo Zhixuan didn’t argue but just stared at the child unblinkingly. Then he frowned, looked down at Madam Mo, "Mom, did the hospital swap the wrong child? Why does he look so ugly?"

Newborns, because they haven’t fully developed and their skin is somewhat red, indeed don’t look their best.

Mo Zhixuan was puzzled. Given his and Chu Jin’s genes, they shouldn’t have produced such an ugly son.

Mo Zhixuan even worried if his son would be able to find a wife in the future...

Madam Mo glared at Mo Zhixuan and retorted, "You were even uglier than your son when you were born!"

Mo Zhixuan: "..." Definitely his own mother.

Chu Jin laughed softly, reaching out her hand, "Mo Zhixuan, hand Bao Bao to me."

"Okay." Mo Zhixuan walked over and was about to transfer Bao Bao to Chu Jin when he suddenly knitted his brow. His action of holding the child stiffened because he distinctly felt a warm sensation spreading over his arm.

After realizing what had happened, Mo Zhixuan’s whole demeanor faltered, and he didn’t dare to move. He glanced sideways at the elderly Madam Mo and sought help, "Mom... he seems to have urinated..."

Seeing Mo Zhixuan’s clueless and disgusted expression, Chu Jin couldn’t help but laugh out loud.

Madam Mo approached with a smile and took the baby from Mo Zhixuan’s hands, "So he wet himself, so what? When a baby pees on you, it’s because he likes you. We wouldn’t just pee on anyone, right, Bao Bao? Grandma’s right, isn’t she?"

As she spoke, Madam Mo checked the baby’s diaper, "Oh dear, he really did wet himself! Don’t worry, Grandma will change his diaper right away."

Bao Bao was laid on the small bed, and perhaps the diaper change made him uncomfortable because he immediately burst into tears, swinging his tiny feet adorably.

He wasn’t very big, but his crying was loud.

It was Chu Jin’s first time hearing Bao Bao cry, and she felt both distressed and happy.

"Zhixuan, bring me the baby’s diaper," said Madam Mo as she changed the baby’s pants.

"Oh." Mo Zhixuan came over and casually picked up a piece of cloth to hand to Madam Mo.

Madam Mo took the cloth and said with disdain, "I was talking about a diaper! Why are you handing me a bib?"

The diaper had two straps, and so did the bib, which is why Mo Zhixuan had gotten confused.

While they changed the diaper, Bao Bao continued to cry, and it wasn’t long before Bei Bei also started to cry.

Chu Jin held Bei Bei tenderly and soothed her with a gentle voice, "Bei Bei, be good, let’s not cry..."

Perhaps because the two infants kept each other company, Bei Bei didn’t stop and, instead, cried even louder.

The whole ward filled with the cries of Bao Bao and Bei Bei.

"The kids must be hungry, I’m going to make some formula," Zhao Yan busied herself preparing the formula.

Chu Jin had just woken up and had not started nursing yet, so both children were temporarily drinking formula.

The little loli immediately ran over to Zhao Yan, "Grandma, let me help you."

The little loli was like a little adult, very dexterous and clever. After Zhao Yan explained to her the technique and things to be cautious about in making formula, she quickly learned how to do it.

The formula was swiftly prepared, and the moment the two babies tasted the milk, they stopped crying.

Mo Zhixuan stood there, sniffed his arm that had been wet with the baby’s urine, and then showed a face full of disgust. For the first time in his life, someone had dared to pee on him...

Little rascal! Daring to pee on his own father! He’d see how he would teach this little rascal a lesson in the future!

Mo Zhixuan walked over to Chu Jin with a gentle tone, "Jin, let me hold our daughter."

He might have been full of disgust for Bao Bao, but for Bei Bei, his face was full of tenderness.

Holding Bei Bei in one arm and the milk bottle in the other, he smiled and said, "My daughter is so beautiful."

In fact, both children looked almost identical, and it would have been impossible to tell who was Bao Bao and who was Bei Bei if not for their different clothes. But, in Mo Zhixuan’s eyes, his daughter was N times more beautiful than his son.

Chu Jin looked up at Mo Zhixuan and raised her brow slightly, "Mo Zhixuan, favoring girls over boys isn’t good."

"What do you mean favoring girls over boys?" Mo Zhixuan’s gaze stayed fixed on Bei Bei’s little face as he spoke tenderly, "I am always fair and just. In my eyes, my son and my daughter are the same."

In reality, his expression already betrayed him.

Chu Jin’s mouth curled up slightly, and she uttered resignedly, "Actions speak louder than words."

Soon after, Duanmu Zhe and Mo Qingyi arrived with food and nourishing soup, having gone out specially to fetch them for Chu Jin.

"Jin, are you alright?" Seeing Chu Jin awake, Mo Qingyi embraced her excitedly.

"I’m fine, doing great," replied Chu Jin, patting Mo Qingyi on the shoulder with a smile.

"Jin, this is a soup Mom from the Duanmu Family made specially for you, along with these," Mo Qingyi said as she lifted the lid off the food container, and a delicious aroma filled the ward. Having expended a lot of physical strength during labor and then being unconscious for so long, Chu Jin was indeed hungry and immediately began drinking the soup while holding the bowl.

"Aunt Yuan, let me hold a baby," Mo Qingyi said as she walked over to Zhao Yan to pick up Bao Bao.

"Be careful, support his waist," Zhao Yan carefully handed Bao Bao to Mo Qingyi.

Meanwhile, Mo Zhixuan was holding Bei Bei, looking at her incessantly, and as he watched Bei Bei sucking on the bottle, he felt his heart melting.

How could his daughter be so adorable?

He felt like he wanted to take a little bite; what should he do?

Mo Zhixuan looked at Bei Bei, and the corners of his mouth involuntarily curved into a smile.

**

Elsewhere.

Today was the grand opening day of Duanmu Sheng’s bakery.

The bakery had an interesting name, "On the Way."

Perhaps because it had just opened, there weren’t many customers. Only a few were scattered around the hall, sitting in twos and threes.

The shop wasn’t very large, but it was decorated to be very cozy.

To open this bakery, Duanmu Sheng didn’t take a penny from her family nor used the Duanmu Family’s connections for publicity.

She wanted to carve out a piece of the world with her own strength.

"Sheng Sheng, I wish you prosperity and a booming business," Zi said as she walked in, holding a bouquet of flowers.

"Thank you," Duanmu Sheng replied, taking the flowers. "By the way, has Sister Nine given birth? Boy or girl?"

Today was Chu Jin’s due date. Early in the morning, Duanmu Zhe and Mo Qingyi had gone to the hospital. Sheng wasn’t sure if the baby had been born yet.

As a pregnant woman herself, Duanmu Sheng was very concerned about Chu Jin’s situation.

"She did," Zi said with a smile, nodding, "It’s fraternal twins. Both kids are doing well. I’m on my way to the hospital to see them. Do you have any pastries suitable for someone in confinement?"

Zi had never had children, but she knew that someone who’d just given birth shouldn’t eat anything too hard.

So, after much thought, she figured pastries would be the best option for Chu Jin.

Of course, the most important reason was that the pastries made by Duanmu Sheng were really delicious.

"Yes, I’ll get them ready for you," Duanmu Sheng nodded, then walked towards the back pastry shop.

Zi sat by a window, taking in the shop’s atmosphere.

The shop was about 150 square meters, divided into a pastry room and a guest pavilion. Duanmu Sheng had recruited four employees in total.

Just after Zi sat down, a waiter brought over a cup of milk tea, "The Legend of the Blue Sea, sir, enjoy."

"Thank you," Zi politely thanked the waiter.

Unlike regular milk tea, the color of this milk tea matched its name, a deep blue, very beautiful to look at.

However, usually, the better-looking something is, the worse it tastes, so Zi first carefully took a sip.

Yet, the taste that hit his palate was a pleasant surprise.

Excited, Zi picked up his cup and finished the entire milk tea in one go, then ordered two more cups.

The nearby waiters were stunned. Seeing Zi’s literati-like demeanor, they never expected... such an appetite.

Before long, Duanmu Sheng came out with a beautifully wrapped box, "Here, Zi."

Duanmu Sheng’s belly was now over four months, almost five, and she was slightly less mobile due to the growing bump. The pregnancy had caused her face, hands, and legs to swell a bit. She looked different from her usual self.

"Thank you," Zi took the box and then said, "The milk tea is really good."

"Would you like another cup?" Duanmu Sheng asked with a gentle smile.

"No, thanks," Zi stood up, "I’ve still got to visit Brother Jin at the hospital."

Duanmu Sheng also got to her feet, "Please send my regards to Sister Nine." With her current condition, she wasn’t suited to visit Chu Jin.

Zi nodded, "Of course," and then took out two banknotes and placed them on the table.

Duanmu Sheng immediately picked up the banknotes and handed them back to Zi, "These are just trifles, you don’t need to be so formal. Put the money away. Just having you come by makes me very happy. Paying me would be like slapping me in the face, wouldn’t it?"

"Sheng, please keep it," Zi didn’t reach out to take the money from Duanmu Sheng. "If you don’t take the money, I’ll feel embarrassed to come next time."

With no choice, Duanmu Sheng accepted the money and saw Zi out the door.

Zi had driven himself over. Duanmu Sheng watched as the black car disappeared down the street before turning back to the shop.

No sooner had Zi left than a new customer arrived at the shop. Duanmu Sheng passed by them, her pupils shrinking briefly before she looked back.

She saw that the seat she had shared with Zi was now occupied by a man and woman.

Both were in formal attire, holding documents and engaged in what seemed to be a serious conversation, less like a date and more like a business contract discussion.

The woman was not tall, appearing delicate and petite. Her black hair was pinned up behind her head, and she wore a professional suit with glasses, which, despite making her look older, did not diminish her beauty but added a sense of authority to her appearance.

Duanmu Sheng stared fixedly at the woman, finding her incredibly familiar, as if she had seen her somewhere before.

Just then, a waiter with two cups of coffee passed by Duanmu Sheng, who promptly stopped him, "Are these for table 77?"

"Yes, Sister Sheng," the waiter nodded.

"Let me do it," Duanmu Sheng took the tray from the waiter’s hands and walked over.

Duanmu Sheng was certain that she had met this woman before.

She was really too familiar.

The closer she got, the more clearly she could hear the woman’s voice.

"General Lin, if you consider cooperating with us, we’re willing to raise our percentage to three...,"

Listening to this voice, Duanmu Sheng squinted her eyes, becoming more and more certain that she had definitely met this woman before, but for the life of her, she couldn’t remember where.

"Excuse me for a moment, here are your cappuccinos, please enjoy." Duanmu Sheng walked over and placed the coffees in front of the two of them.

"Thank you." The woman looked up at Duanmu Sheng and smiled in gratitude.

As their eyes met, Duanmu Sheng finally saw the woman’s face clearly and a flash of surprise clearly passed through her eyes.

The woman gave her a polite smile.

Duanmu Sheng composed herself and responded with a polite smile of her own.

Even as she walked away, Duanmu Sheng had not regained her composure.

Because, the woman she had just seen was none other than Situ Ya, who had been missing for so long.

Lately, Duanmu Sheng had been curious about one thing: how exactly had the Shen family fallen?

Although it’s said that Li Rulan had been imprisoned, the Shen family still had Shen Liangxiao and Shen Haoguang, and besides, the Shen family was a well-known scholarly family. What exactly caused the Shen family to vanish within a matter of months?

Feeling rather regretful that she couldn’t personally exact revenge on her enemy, Duanmu Sheng still felt a sense of loss.

Ever since the Duanmu family disappeared, Situ Ya had also vanished. So now, how did she appear here?

Duanmu Sheng had far too many questions and confusions in her mind.

After returning to the pastry kitchen, Duanmu Sheng kneaded the dough while pondering over the matter.

When she came out again, Situ Ya was still seated there, but the man who had been sitting across from her was gone.

Duanmu Sheng frowned slightly, spoke a few words to a waiter nearby, and then walked over to Situ Ya.

"Miss Situ, long time no see." Duanmu Sheng pulled out a chair and sat down opposite Situ Ya.

"Long time no see." Situ Ya pursed her lips into a smile and then said, "Duanmu Sheng, you’ve changed quite a bit, haven’t you?" She was referring to Duanmu Sheng’s belly, with curiosity flickering in her eyes.

Duanmu Sheng placed her hands on her stomach and replied with a smile, "So have you, I almost didn’t recognize you."

The change in Situ Ya was truly drastic.

When she used to observe Situ Ya, there was always a sense of world-weariness about her.

But now, that was completely gone. The current Situ Ya was so different from before that she exuded the air of a mature woman and a powerful business figure.

It was a perfect transformation.

Duanmu Sheng still felt grateful towards Situ Ya.

If it hadn’t been for her, she wouldn’t have been able to escape from the Shen family’s basement.

Situ Ya gave a light laugh, "Thanks for the compliment. I think I’ve become a lot more beautiful too. Oh, and I’m no longer Situ Ya, my name is now Lin Yuya."

Lin Yuya?

A gleam flashed through Duanmu Sheng’s eyes, and she looked up with surprise, "You’re Lin Yuya? The one who is even more formidable in the business world than men?"

Situ Ya nodded, "Yes." She was unabashedly proud, perhaps this was her truest self.

"What’s going on with you now?" Situ Ya’s gaze returned to Duanmu Sheng’s belly. "Who’s the father of the child?"

A bitter smile curled the corners of Duanmu Sheng’s mouth, but she didn’t directly answer Situ Ya’s question.

However, Situ Ya had already seen the answer in Duanmu Sheng’s eyes. She said incredulously, "Don’t tell me the child belongs to Shen Haoguang?"

Was Duanmu Sheng insane? To actually keep Shen Haoguang’s child!

Facing Situ Ya’s questioning, Duanmu Sheng did not deny it but nodded instead, "Yes." She had only been intimate with Shen Haoguang, so the child was definitely his without a doubt.

"What!" Situ Ya stood up abruptly. "Duanmu Sheng, is your head filled with shit? You think Shen Haoguang hasn’t caused you enough misery? Now you’re even going to have his bastard child!"

Duanmu Sheng said with a smile, "No matter what, the child is innocent."

"You come with me! We’re going to the hospital right now!" Situ Ya immediately grabbed Duanmu Sheng’s wrist and started pulling her out.

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