Feeling something was amiss, Mo Shangjun couldn't help but ask, "What's going on?"
"Oh, it's nothing," Zhou Weichi waved his hand and said, "It's just that, in the past two days, it's his child's due date. He had already asked for leave, prepared to leave the next day, but due to an incident that night, he got delayed. Last night, news came that the child was born smoothly, eight and a half pounds, a healthy baby boy."
Since they were former rivals, Zhou Weichi couldn't help but complain a bit when talking about this, "You know about my relationship with him, don't you? We argue every time we meet. Half a year ago, I had a daughter, oh my, she's so adorable... Tsk, his son can't even compare!"
Mo Shangjun interrupted him helplessly, "Take it easy!"
Zhou Weichi waved his hand, "You little kid, you don't understand how it feels to be a parent!"
"..."
Mo Shangjun pouted slightly.
