"Qiqi, Mom's going home to make you something to eat, but..." Yun's words left Mrs. Xiao unsure how to respond, should she do it or not?
"Just make it first, bring it over. If she has something to eat, we can set ours aside. If not, then we'll eat it. Isn't that great?" Xiao Qi threw a remark back and followed the nurse.
"Okay, I know what to do now," Mrs. Xiao thought. Isn't that the truth? And Yun is just an employee, someone who works for Nangong Beiying, what decision-making power could she possibly have?
Yun was unaware of Mrs. Xiao's thoughts; otherwise, she would have let her know whether she had a say or not.
Watching them leave, Yun stood alone at the door, genuinely anxious. Such waiting could drive anyone mad with impatience.
"Yingying, how are you? You've worked hard." As soon as Xiao Qi entered the delivery room, he immediately saw the woman on the birthing bed, her face covered in sweat and looking quite disheveled.
