This time, he accompanied Ye Wanwan into the delivery room. Even though the doctor had said her condition was very good and there were no problems with a natural birth, Ye Wanwan still endured the pain with a ferocious expression on her face.
At that moment, he was gripping Ye Wanwan’s hand tightly, clearly feeling the immense strength with which she was squeezing back, even belatedly realizing his fingers hurt from her excessive force.
In his previous life, Ye Wanwan had been abroad with him, returning to their home country only because she was pregnant. During the hardest times, he wasn’t by Ye Wanwan’s side, not even for Zhouzhou’s birth.
Back then, Shen Yi always thought that his family would take good care of her, and that he, who knew nothing about such matters, might as well not be there.
Moreover, he had thought that if he could wrap up his work abroad first, he would take over Jinghong smoothly and have more time to spend with her and the child after his return.
But he didn’t realize at the time, how hard it was for her when he wasn’t there when Ye Wanwan needed him the most.
Only this time did he truly face Ye Wanwan’s hardships head-on.
Shen Yi really did everything within his power to arrange everything, to avoid burdening Ye Wanwan with any concerns.
Back home, Shen Yi carried Ye Wanwan from the car, striding upstairs to let her rest in the bedroom.
Chaochao had already cried on the way home and was now out of energy for tears, sleeping in the arms of the maternity nurse.
With nothing else to do, Ye Wanwan picked up her cell phone to send messages. Song Ziyi, who was also in confinement, couldn’t come to visit Ye Wanwan or her future daughter-in-law.
Zhang Xinyue was away on a business trip, and only Lu Ning had visited Ye Wanwan and the little one at the hospital yesterday.
Song Ziyi was currently bombarding the group chat with messages, asking Ye Wanwan for photos and videos to see what her "future daughter-in-law" was up to.
Ye Wanwan couldn’t help but laugh and cry. She uploaded the photos she had taken earlier to the group chat.
When Shen Yi entered the room carrying fruit, he saw Wanwan holding her phone with a silly smile and instantly guessed who she was messaging without even having to think.
"Chaochao hasn’t woken up, has he?" Ye Wanwan looked up on hearing footsteps and asked Shen Yi softly.
Shen Yi shook his head, "No, he hasn’t woken up."
"That’s good then," said Ye Wanwan, visibly relieved.
Truth be told, Chaochao wasn’t like Zhouzhou had been. Except for crying when hungry, Zhouzhou spent the rest of the time sleeping silently and quietly.
Thinking about it, today marked the fourth day since Chaochao’s birth, but Chaochao loved to cry: crying when hungry, crying when wet, and crying at the slightest noise.
Seeing Ye Wanwan sigh in relief, Shen Yi couldn’t help but smile. "Mom said you were like that as a baby. You used to cry at the drop of a hat, so much that she wanted to throw you out."
Ye Wanwan pursed her lips and did not respond to Shen Yi’s comment.
After a while, as Ye Wanwan was eating the fruit, she asked, "Are you going to the office today?"
"Not going. Assistant Chen will bring over a couple of documents later," Shen Yi replied.
"Then you can pick up Zhouzhou from kindergarten this afternoon." She was unable to pick Zhouzhou up from school, and these past few days, Uncle Zhang had been taking him directly to the hospital after school.
Now that she was home, she still couldn’t pick up Zhouzhou, so she had to ask Shen Yi to do it.