Chapter 875
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By the time Qiao Anhao finished giving birth, the sky was already bright. She moved to the hospital room and fell into a deep sleep, exhausted.
The people who were called over in the middle of the night relaxed when they saw that the mother and child were safe. One by one, they left.
Xu Jiamu was the last to leave. Before he left, he ran over to the crib to look at Little Rice Cake, who had just drunk milk and was fast asleep with his eyes closed.
Little Rice Cake seemed to realize that someone was looking at him. He shook his head slightly, then smacked his lips, revealing a smile that couldn't really be considered a smile.
Xu Jiamu couldn't help but curve the corners of his lips when he saw this. As he smiled, Xu Jiamu's eyes became a little dazed.
He stared at Little Rice Cake in a daze for a while, then silently left the hospital room.
The snow from last night hadn't stopped, and the entire world was covered in a blanket of white.
Xu Jiamu pulled out a cigarette from his pocket, lit it up, and stood by the car to smoke, allowing the snow to fall on his shoulders.
Little Rice Cake was born, he was an uncle … He should be happy, and in fact, he was. But who knew that in the end, his happiness would only make him sadder.
Because when he looked at Little Rice Cake's innocent face, his mind started to wander back to the child that Song Xiangsi aborted...
If that child was still around, it would probably be eight months pregnant... In another month, it would be like Little Rice Cake, born... Then, they could grow up together, and he could bring them to the amusement park...
As he thought about it, Xu Jiamu's eyes started to turn red.
What in the world was he imagining? She had aborted the child, and she was gone. Just as he had said that day, they had nothing to do with each other from now on. They really had nothing to do with each other.
Father and Mother Qiao received a call from Qiao Anxia in the morning. Knowing that Qiao Anhao had given birth, Mother Qiao personally cooked ginger soup and brought it to the hospital.
In the afternoon, Qiao Anxia, Zhao Meng, and the assistant came over again. It wasn't until evening that the room quietened down, leaving only the family of three. Qiao Anhao, Little Rice Cake, and Qiao Anhao took a photo of herself shaking hands with Little Rice Cake while she was feeding him. She posted it on her WeChat moments.
There were quite a few friends in the circle on WeChat, and soon, the news of the Lu Qiao couple's pregnancy spread across the internet. It even became the number one trending topic.
Seattle, America. It was eight in the morning.
The bright sunlight seeped through the gaps in the curtains and landed on the European-style bed. Coincidentally, it landed on her eyes. She furrowed her brows, and her long eyelashes fluttered twice before she opened her eyes. Out of habit, she raised her hand to block the sunlight, then lazily sat up.
Song Xiangsi reached for the iPad beside her. Before she could open any apps, she saw the news on Weibo: The Lu Qiao couple is blessed with a child.
Song Xiangsi's lips moved slightly, and she tapped on the news. The first thing she saw was a photo of a large hand holding a small hand.
The large hand was slender and petite, with the Heart of Eternity glowing brightly on the ring finger.
Song Xiangsi took a quick glance at the news. When she saw the words' mother and child are safe and sound ', the corners of her lips curved slightly. She lifted the covers and got out of bed. Her figure was still slender, but she had a big belly.
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