Ling Mofeng was waiting anxiously at the door of the delivery room. More than an hour had passed, and the elders of the Ling family were also on the way. After Chu Lie and Cheng Yuan received the call, they rushed over. They lived closer and had arrived at this moment.

"Sir, what's the situation? Has the wife been born?" Chu Lie and Cheng Yuan were both wearing plain clothes because of their anxiety. When they saw Ling Mofeng leaning against the wall alone, Junrong was anxious and worried.

"Not yet, I've been in almost an hour." Ling Mofeng stared at the door, wishing he could penetrate the curtain and see how it was inside.

Cheng Yuan held her hands tightly, hoping that Lan Yanxi could survive this level with strength and come out safely.

The corridor was quiet, it was midnight, and not many mothers came here to give birth.

Everyone's breathing was held. Suddenly, the closed delivery room door was opened, and a doctor and two nurses walked out. Among them, the baby's crying was still loud, making the entire quiet corridor echo.

"Mr. President, Mrs. President, has given birth to a little prince." The doctor told me happily.

"Congratulations to Mr. Hun for having a son." Chu Lie and Cheng Yuan were both surprised when they heard this and quickly sent their blessings.

Ling Mofeng's breathing stopped for a moment. He walked over a few steps, but in the last two steps, he slowed down. His eyes stared at the little man wrapped in a soft quilt without blinking. His little fists were clenched tightly and he was waving around, as if he was very dissatisfied with his current situation.

"Thank you, how is Yan Xi?" Ling Mofeng was grateful to the doctor, and then gently used both hands to pick up the soft little thing in his arms and hugged it.

"Mrs. I'll send her out soon, so I have to wait a moment." After the doctor said that, he went over to help first.

Chu Lie and Cheng Yuan no longer care about their superiors and subordinates' relationship, and directly beat Ling Mofeng to both sides, looking at the little life happily and curiously.

Ling Mofeng's tight heartstrings finally relaxed when he saw the little face. He was a little disbelief and reached out to touch the little hand that the little guy was hiding in his little clothes. The little hand immediately grabbed his finger without saying a word, and the crying sound stopped instantly, as if there was something to rely on. The little guy made a lazy expression and fell asleep with his eyes closed.

"Ha!" Ling Mofeng raised his thin lips gently, and was amused by his son's cute appearance.

"Sir, has the little prince named him a good name?" Cheng Yuan couldn't help asking curiously.

"Not yet, let my grandfather take it." Ling Mofeng would not argue with his grandfather about this. Grandpa had already mentioned this matter long ago, and he had made a reservation.

"So cute, my facial features look like a sir." Cheng Yuan stared at her for a while and found that although the little guy had just come out of his mother's womb, the edges and corners of his facial features had already followed his father. When he grew up in the future, he would definitely be a very handsome boy. I don't know how many girls he has fascinated.

"Does it look like? I think he looks more like Yan Xi." Ling Mofeng smiled softly, but he was extremely satisfied.

The woman I love the most gave birth to a son who looked like him, and the love between the two people was fruitful. It was a very happy thing.

The three of them stood outside the door waiting for Lan Yanxi to come out. After more than ten minutes, Lan Yanxi's face was full of sweat, and her head was wet with sweat. It shows how hard she had just given birth to the child.

"Yan Xi!" Ling Mofeng handed the child to Cheng Yuan and hugged him when he saw her coming out. Cheng Yuan was so scared that he had both hands freed, but he still felt uncomfortable hugging the little guy because the little man seemed to frown.

"I'm fine, don't worry." Lan Yanxi immediately chuckled when he saw the man's worried expression and comforted him.

Ling Mofeng knew that she was soft and weak on weekdays, but when she encountered something, she was very strong. This woman always made him feel distressed.

"Okay, it's fine." Ling Mofeng didn't know how to comfort her, so he could only shake her hand and help push the cart to the ward.

After entering the ward, Lan Yanxi had just left the delivery and was unable to move. Ling Mofeng gently picked her up. A group of unmarried nurses next to him all looked at her and were extremely envious.

Rumors are said that the President loves his wife very much, but they have never seen it with their own eyes. Now, it is really true that his wife gave birth, and the President's eyes were red with anxiety.

A man feels sorry for a woman, so that everyone around him can feel that this kind of love in his bones is really enviable, and he can only hope that he can meet him in the future.

All the people from the Ling family came, including Mr. Ling, who is in his seventies, and he is old. When he heard that his great-grandson was born, he insisted on coming and taking a look.

"Sister-in-law, thank you for giving birth to such a cute little nephew for our family." Ling Nuannuan ran to the bed with sincere gratitude on her face.

Lan Yanxi was embarrassed and laughed: "This is what I should do, and I have a share in the child."

"That's right. We all have a share. Don't worry. I will definitely help you share the responsibility of taking care of children in the future." Ling Nuannuan immediately laughed.

After watching the child, Ling's mother and Ling's father walked over with a happy face and comforted Lan Yanxi.

It was already four or five in the morning, and the lights of thousands of families were gone, but in the ward, Lan Yanxi was still in a bright mood. Although there was no one from the Lan family for giving birth, and Ling Mofeng did not ask her to inform her mother, the elders of the Ling family came, Lan Yanxi was still very pleased, at least someone was still loving her.

The newborn little guy was snatched by his family and was extremely popular, but instead left Ling Mofeng no room to swing. He sat down beside the bed, looking at Lan Yanxi with his eyes. Although he did not communicate with each other, he saw each other's happiness and affection in each other's eyes.

The man stretched out his hand, put it in the quilt, and touched her hand. Her palm was still sweaty, which made people feel heartbroken.

The room was full of family and friends. Although Lan Yanxi wanted Ling Mofeng to care about her, she was embarrassed to show her affection, so she pushed his big hand away. The man's eyes were slightly stunned and a little disappointed. "Dad, mom, do you see the little nephew look like the eldest brother when he was a child? I have seen the photo of the big brother's full moon, which was carved out in one mold." Ling Nuannuan had already successfully grabbed the little nephew and hugged her. However, she only hugged her for a moment, and was gently picked up by Ling's mother and placed it beside Lan Yanxi: "Don't hug the newborn child, let him rest for a while."
Chapter completed!