It was such a tiny, tiny bundle—so small that he almost thought he might accidentally crush her or, if not careful, drop her from his hands. She was that small, that delicate.
So much so that when she was handed over to him, this man, who had faced any number of storms in the business world without changing color, now didn't dare to even move. His eyes, more tense than ever before, were fixed on this small bundle of flesh.
This was the first time he held such a small baby. The feeling was incredibly wondrous and surprisingly delightful.
The nurse saw how nervous he was and found it amusing, "Mr. Ou, congratulations. It's a baby girl, very beautiful."
Ou Mucen nodded, "Mm, thank you!"
He knew it was a daughter; he had a premonition early on.
