Assistant to My Contracted Husband

Mu Wan was in dizzying pain, but seeing Qin Mu by her side made her feel she could endure anything.

At last, Mu Wan was on the verge of fainting from the pain, and then she heard Aunt Li excitedly say: "I see the head, take a deep breath, and push harder!"

"Mm."

Qin Mu’s palms were slick with sweat from nervousness, and he kept wiping the sweat off Mu Wan’s forehead with a towel.

Mu Wan opened her eyes slowly under the man’s gentle wiping, and whispered, "Qin Mu... I... love you."

Worried she might not have the chance to say it later, and worried there might be no chance in the future.

Any opportunity to say it should be seized.

She’s never been someone who expresses her feelings well.

Over the years, it has always been Qin Mu who understood and supported her.

Mu Wan felt grateful to Qin Mu...

Qin Mu: "..."

He knew Mu Wan loved him.

He just regretted that he could have known years earlier; now is it too late?

Qin Mu gazed deeply at the woman in front of him, his thin lips curling, his dark eyes filled with deep affection, and he whispered, "Mm, I know... I love you too."

"Mm."

Mu Wan bit her lip.

What flashed through her mind was the image of a young and wild Qin Mu playing basketball on the court.

And the image of him in his school uniform looking carefree...

All these familiar scenes played repeatedly in her mind.

All were wonderful memories.

So warm.

Mu Wan had a smile tugging at her lips, and murmured, "Qin Mu, I think the happiest thing in life was meeting you..."

Normally, Mu Wan wouldn’t indulge in saying such sentimental words; she always felt it might sound silly.

But lying in the delivery room today, she wanted to let out all her heartfelt words to the man before her.

Upon hearing her words, Qin Mu’s eyes glistened.

He felt the same...

"Qin Mu, the thing I most want to do is to have children with you."

The last sentence was shouted out by Mu Wan, exhausting all her energy; Qin Mu’s dark eyes flickered slightly upon hearing it.

Silly wife...

"Waa waa waa."

The baby’s soft cries echoed in the delivery room, and Aunt Li excitedly said: "It’s done, it’s done."

"A daughter is born."

The entire delivery room was filled with joy.

Aunt Li quickly cleaned up Little Wanzi and placed her on the digital scales.

"Six pounds, six ounces."

Qin Mu’s expression displayed delight, and Mu Wan laughed aloud as well.

Six pounds and more, about what she imagined.

Mu Wan struggled to lift her head, her ears filled with nothing but the cries of Little Wanzi.

When Little Cubao was first born, Mu Wan heard the cries, which were strong; a girl’s cries were more crisp and delightful, like the ringing of silver bells.

Mu Wan laughed softly.

Such strong cries.

So tender... as if terribly wronged.

Mu Wan gradually understood the feelings of being a parent, just wanting to give her the best in the world.

To stop her crying, to spare her from grievances.

Mu Wan continued to laugh, raised her hand to grab Qin Mu’s large hand, and said in a hoarse voice, "I want to see her."

"Okay."

Aunt Li wrapped Little Wanzi in a pink towel, allowing the tiny one to be swaddled, her small eyes barely open, her skin pink and adorable.

The hair was soft and altogether relaxed, so tiny.

"Come over, Qin San, here’s your daughter."

Qin Mu: "..."

Qin Mu was a little dumbfounded, momentarily unable to react, seeing Aunt Li holding a pink bundle, preparing to hand it to him; Qin Mu hesitated for a moment before lowering his hand.

"Aunt Li, tell me how to hold her properly? I’m afraid I’ll drop her."

"Silly boy, it’s very simple, support the head and the bottom; there’s not much to it."

"Mm."

Qin Mu’s lips curled up as he slowly spread his arms, seeing Aunt Li carefully place Little Wanzi into the crook of his arm.

"Come, come, it’s comfortable lying in daddy’s arms, Little Wanzi, this is your father."

"Waa waa waa."

Little Wanzi, who had just calmed down in Aunt Li’s arms, started crying again at this moment, seemingly feeling wronged again.

Qin Mu’s heart softened instantly hearing the little one’s cries.

So cute, so pink.

Qin Mu held the small one in his arms, feeling as if he was holding the whole world.

Such a strange feeling, indescribable, but full of happiness...

Qin Mu’s tears of joy emerged with laughter.