Chapter 454 Giving Birth

Xu Meng only vaguely heard the hoarse voice of Grandpa Wu,

"All of you follow me to the study!"

Then there was the sound of footsteps coming up the stairs.

It soon returned to silence, but Wu Fei felt that the air around her was so heavy that it could crush her shoulders. Through the study door, she could even hear Grandpa's roar and the faint cry of Grandma Wu.

There were several photo frames on the lattice on one wall.

Uncle was not in it, and it was difficult to see Uncle's figure in the family portrait.

Wu Fei heard the sound of a car coming from outside.

She hurriedly looked down from the window.

Song Mo Ting's short and thick hair, deep and sharp eyes, and sharp facial features made many people excited, at least she had seen Song Mo Ting in this way before.

Now he put one hand on Jiang Xiaoxiao's waist, and was carefully helping Jiang Xiaoxiao, who was pregnant, get out of the car. The momentary tenderness captured by his eyes seemed to bloom only for the woman in his arms.

The door of the study on the second floor suddenly opened, and the noise inside was instantly magnified countless times. It was the sound of porcelain breaking on the ground!

Wu Fei hurried downstairs.

Jiang Xiaoxiao and Song Moting noticed something was wrong as soon as they entered the room. The atmosphere seemed to be wrong.

Wu Fei ran down from upstairs at this time, panting, with a residual shock on her little face.

Old Mrs. Wu also came downstairs after hearing the sound.

Jiang Xiaoxiao sensitively saw the remaining tears in the corners of the old lady's eyes.

"Grandma Wu, if it's not convenient, we'll come another day."

She didn't want to get involved in the family affairs of the Wu family.

Whether she was Wu Weiguo's daughter or not.

"Rebellious son, you rebellious son, even if Jiang Xiaoxiao is your daughter, how are you going to recognize her? Tell her that she is the bastard you gave birth to after being drugged, and you don't welcome her to this world at all?"

The old man's roar put an end to all of them.

Song Moting held Jiang Xiaoxiao's hand tightly and stared at Jiang Xiaoxiao worriedly. This sentence meant that Jiang Xiaoxiao had a relationship with the Wu family.

Jiang Xiaoxiao raised her hand and shook his hand back. Song Moting's hand was very thin and big, with almost no flesh on the back of the hand and the wrist, and the joints protruded. But when it was held in the hand, it was hard, which made people feel very relieved.

"Grandma Wu, we'll go back first!"

Jiang Xiaoxiao answered without changing her expression, and took Song Moting away.

The Wu family was actually in a big earthquake.

Is Wu Weiguo crazy? He knew that no matter who was right or wrong about his relationship with Ye Hua, it was impossible for outsiders to know. Wu Weiguo actually wanted to reveal all the secrets and make the truth of the matter known to the world.

Wu Weiguo actually had such feelings for his child who was not the product of his feelings?

Only ghosts would believe it!

Her experience in the previous life told her that even biological children might not be treated well.

What's more, her appearance meant the shame of the Wu family and the stigma that Wu Weiguo could never wash away in his life.

Wu Weiguo's brain was broken, but it didn't mean that her brain was broken too.

Pretending that nothing happened was the best situation.

Unfortunately, imagination is beautiful, and reality is very skinny.

Before anyone else made a move, Old Lady Wu had already stepped forward and grabbed Jiang Xiaoxiao's wrist tightly.

"Xiaoxiao, listen to grandma, you are..."

Jiang Xiaoxiao's expression did not change, and she politely pulled her hand out. Only she knew how much effort it took.

The old lady's strength was not like that of an old lady at all.

"Grandma Wu, I have something to do. I will go back first. Xiaocheng's illness has been cured. I will not come to your house in the future. Sorry for disturbing you. In the future, we will be even, part ways and be happy."

She understood her meaning clearly. Old Lady Wu was a smart person. How could she not understand her meaning?

Old Lady Wu looked at her empty palm. The child did not want to recognize them at all.

Who to blame!

No one would believe that such a thing would happen.

They could not openly recognize this child, so what else could they ask of this child?

"Xiaoxiao! Let's go!"

Song Moting put one hand around Jiang Xiaoxiao's waist, protecting Jiang Xiaoxiao's belly, worried that Jiang Xiaoxiao would be sad.

This matter was really shocking.

He did not expect that there would be such a thing.

Looking at Jiang Xiaoxiao's expression, he knew that Jiang Xiaoxiao probably knew it a long time ago, otherwise she wouldn't be able to remain calm in such a situation.

Xiaoxiao is almost nine months old, and this is not the time for her to endure such emotional excitement.

Why are the Wu family so ignorant?

I don't know what emotional excitement will cause for a pregnant woman who is about to give birth?

This is not at all distressing for his wife. Even such a family would not recognize her as their biological father.

Song Moting protected Jiang Xiaoxiao and left.

The car drove out for ten minutes, and neither of them spoke.

I really don't know what to say.

Too many things happened today.

All Song Moting could do was to hold Jiang Xiaoxiao's hand tightly, giving her silent support and comfort. At this time, not speaking was better than saying any words of comfort.

Jiang Xiaoxiao sighed, "Second brother! Take me to the hospital!"

Man proposes, God disposes.

I wanted to wait until the full term to give birth to the child, but unfortunately God didn't let me.

She felt a dull pain in her stomach.

It is very likely to be premature.

My child, my mother doesn't want this either, you have to forgive me.

Song Moting was frightened and looked at Jiang Xiaoxiao, who was pale but still smiling, and turned the steering wheel and headed straight for the hospital.

…

On the 20th of August, Jiang Xiaoxiao was lying in a delivery room in the hospital, holding Song Moting's hand and trying to focus her breathing.

She had been there for more than 24 hours and was exhausted, but the nurse kept telling her that everything was normal.

Song Moting had not shaved his beard and had dark circles under his eyes.

Fan Xiuying went back to prepare food, which should be coming soon. Jiang Laoshi was so anxious that he almost wore a hole in the floor outside.

Mrs. Song and Mr. Song were also waiting outside.

"Xiaoxiao, it's okay, you will be fine, and the baby will be fine. I will always be with you."

Song Moting tried not to be so desperate, but he was nervous and trembling because of worry.

He tried to comfort Jiang Xiaoxiao.

"You look like you are the one who is going to give birth."

She laughed, but the laughter suddenly stopped and another labor pain hit her.

This time the intensity was slightly different, and she could feel it.

She leaned back on his arm and said weakly, "I don't think it will be long."

"Thank God!"

He didn't know how long he could hold on.

Watching her in pain but unable to do anything was the hardest thing he had ever faced, and he was seriously considering limiting the number of their children to one.

This kind of heartache was a kind of pain he didn't want to endure again.

He kissed her sweaty forehead.

The nurse who came to check on her smiled at Song Moting's look of life and death, and smiled slightly after checking Jiang Xiaoxiao.

"Comrade Song, your wife is right, it won't take long. We'd better send her to the delivery room, you go out and wait."

During the delivery, Song Moting wanted to go in and stay with her several times.

But the doctor did a complete prenatal examination for her and didn't think Jiang Xiaoxiao would encounter any trouble during delivery.

He firmly rejected his request, and the power of the Song family couldn't do anything.

Song Moting was extremely crazy, wondering if the doctor's so-called trouble was different from what he thought.

She had been in labor for thirty-six hours.

He didn't know if this was normal.

Half an hour later, Song Moting held his red son.

In the ward, Jiang Xiaoxiao, who had been sent out of the delivery room, looked at him with tearful eyes and couldn't help but smile.

Song Moting's expression was so gentle that she could hardly bear it.

It was a gentle expression of guilt.

"We weighed 6.8 jin, you just barely made it through."

It's not good for a mother to have a baby that's too big.

Jiang Xiaoxiao laughed and reached out to them.

Song Moting put the tightly wrapped child in her arms, and he stayed by their side, keeping his eyes on them.

He had never seen such a beautiful scene in his life, God, he felt so good!

Although he was exhausted, he felt so good.