Before they knew it, Shen Zhaozhao had finished her postpartum recovery period.
Today was the day the Sheng Family held a full month celebration for the little princess.
It was also the day Zhao Yi Technology went public.
The entire Sheng Family mobilized to pick up Shen Zhaozhao and her daughter from the postpartum care center, even young Sheng Yeli made the trip.
But as soon as he entered, a warm and soft thing was placed into his arms.
The young boy’s body immediately stiffened, staring at the infant in his arms, only slightly larger than Ermao had been, feeling both nervous and curious.
Just as his arms and legs turned rigid and he didn’t know what to do, the little girl actually smiled at him.
"It looks like our An’an really likes you," Shen Zhaozhao couldn’t help but laugh as she said.
The little girl’s name is Sheng Ning’an, a name chosen by Shen Zhaozhao and Sheng Chuyi together with the hope that their daughter would have a life of peace and tranquility.
Generally, infants start to make noises about a month after birth, but Miss Sheng began to vocalize "ohs" and "ahs" just a week after being born.
She started smiling at just half a month old.
Qin Suxin absolutely adored her, you have to understand, having had two boys who rarely smiled, now a granddaughter who loved to laugh was here, and she wished she could hold her every day.
Sheng Yeli, who had grown so much, had only ever held Ermao before, and holding a baby for the first time was daunting for fear of dropping her. He looked up at Shen Zhaozhao, his voice unconsciously carrying a hint of nervousness, "Take her quickly!"
"No rush, I think she quite likes you. Let her get familiar with you first."
After Shen Zhaozhao completed her confinement, Daddy Zhaozhao and Zhaozhao’s mother discussed returning home. Their daughter was married, and they couldn’t stay in Jing City forever.
Shen Zhaozhao had taken a leave of absence from school, but after the baby turned three months old, she still planned to return to school to finish her postgraduate courses.
Handing the child over to just a nanny didn’t seem safe enough, so after much consideration, they decided it would be better to move back home, with Qin Suxin and the nanny taking care of the baby.
Since the uncle and nephew would be living under the same roof in the future, it was natural to foster a good relationship between them. Having one more person to help with the baby was a delightful thought!
Upon hearing this, Sheng Yeli couldn’t help but frown.
She really wasn’t afraid of him dropping the baby, was she?
With no one taking her, Sheng Yeli had no choice but to hold the baby, albeit reluctantly.
But she was so tiny and seemed so fragile, he hardly dared to exert any force.
In the end, it was Qin Suxin who laughed and took her, saying, "Give her to me!"
The young Sheng Yeli breathed a sigh of relief, but before he could let go, he noticed something caught on his clothes.
Looking down, he realized the little girl had somehow grabbed the button on the front of his shirt.
Her hand was so small and soft, it seemed like it would break with just a little force. He didn’t dare to pull it off; instead, he frowned and looked at Qin Suxin, "Never mind, I’ll keep holding her!"
Hearing this, Qin Suxin couldn’t help but laugh, "Looks like An’an really likes you, so you better hold her properly, and don’t drop her!"
And so the little princess was back in his arms.
The young Sheng Yeli looked at the tiny bundle in his hands and, though he frowned, his arms didn’t dare relax for a second.
"Look, our Yeli looks pretty skilled holding the baby," Qin Suxin couldn’t help but praise.
Shen Zhaozhao nodded in agreement, "Yeah, it’s as if he’s practiced before."
Sheng Yeli looked at the two expressions and said without emotion, "I’ve held Ermao before."
You’re comparing your own niece to Ermao, does your conscience really not hurt at all?