Sir, How About A Marriage?

A loud baby’s cry resounded in the delivery room.

Everyone’s spirits lifted immediately.

The obstetrician smiled and said, “The baby is really energetic!”

Jiahui wiped away Song Ning’s sweat and said happily, “It’s a boy! You can tell from his cries that he’s very strong and healthy…”

Song Ning smiled as she thought to herself, ‘Mom, Grandpa, Grandma, I have a son now.”

…

The nurse carried the baby out briefly to show it to the family. “Mother and son are both healthy…”

Mu Chen did not even look at the baby as he asked anxiously, “Where’s my wife?”

The nurse replied, “She’ll be out in a while.”

Mu Chen asked again, “Is she okay?”

The nurse was moved by Mu Chen’s affections. She smiled and replied, “Don’t worry, she’s fine. She’ll be out in about half an hour.”

Mu Chen nodded. “Alright, alright, I’ll wait for her.”

Then, the young nurse said, “Alright, we’ll bring the baby to the nursery first before bringing him to the ward. You can come along if you want…”

Mu Chen turned to Jiang Jin and said, “Grandma, I’ll leave the baby to you for now…”

Jiang Jin beamed. “Alright, alright. Leave it to me.”

…

When Song Ning was pushed out of the delivery room, Mu Chen immediately rushed to her side and held her hand. “Song Ning, are you okay?”

Song Ning smiled weakly. “I’m fine.”

Jiahui said from the side, “You must have been worried out of your mind, right?”

Mu Chen did not say anything.

Jiahui said with a smile, “Song Ning really married the right person…”

Mu Chen felt distressed when he saw how weak Song Ning looked. He said gently, “Ningning, it’s been hard on you.”

…

After Song Ning was pushed back to the VIP ward, everyone helped her to settle down.

After making herself comfortable, Song Ning said, “Where’s the baby? Let me have a look…”

Sister Yu hurriedly carried the baby over before she said with a smile, “Young Madam, our Little Master is really handsome.”

“W-what do you mean by Little Master?” Mu Chen was stunned. He looked at the baby in Sister Yu’s arms before he turned around to look at Cheng Che.

Cheng Che shrugged and spread his arms helplessly. “Brother, it seems like you’ll have to work harder in the future.”

Mu Chen glared at him. “What do you mean? Where’s my little princess?”

Cheng Che said with a helpless expression on his face, “I’ve already said you have to work harder. Sister-in-law gave you a son, and she’ll give birth to a little princess for you in the future. In any case, I have a little nephew now.”

Mu Chen was still stunned.

Song Ning looked at Mu Chen with a smile. He had wanted a daughter from the very beginning. Throughout the entire pregnancy, he had been confident he would have a daughter. Even when he spoke to the baby in her stomach, he would speak as though he was speaking to his daughter. Although she had reminded him several times that the gender of the baby might not be what he expected, he firmly believed he would have a daughter who resembled Song Ning. However, now, he had a son.

Sister Yu carried the baby to Mu Chen.

Mu Chen looked at the wrinkly baby who was sleeping soundly before he reached out to touch the baby’s face tentatively. “Son?”

Sister Yu smiled and nodded. “Yes. A son.”

Everyone knew how much Mu Chen wanted a daughter and how confident he was about having a daughter. Seeing how Song Ning did not disabuse him of that notion, nobody said anything to him. Now that they saw his dejected and confused expression, they could not help but feel amused.

At this moment, the baby cried out loudly, as though he was unhappy with Mu Chen poking his face.

Mu Chen was so frightened that he almost jumped back. He retreated next to Song Ning, showing a rare panicked expression on his face as he held Song Ning’s hand.

Everyone burst out laughing when they saw this scene.

Song Ning looked at the somewhat silly Mu Chen and felt a little helpless. She held his hand and asked in a soft voice, “Are you disappointed?”