The door opened, and Tang Ying was holding a wrinkled little baby.
The baby's skin was fair, and he was closing his eyes, crying loudly.
Tang Ying hurriedly wrapped him in a swaddle that had been prepared earlier, saying while wrapping, "Congratulations, Mr. Liang, Sister Yang Mei, it's a boy."
As she spoke, she finished wrapping the child and handed him to Liang Yuan.
Liang Yuan looked at this little life, crying loudly, making him feel a bit at a loss.
This is my child?
I've become a father?
He was momentarily unsure of what to do, and merely stretched out his hand to cautiously take the child, a smile unconsciously appearing on his face.
The child reached out, still crying vigorously.
Tang Ying smiled and said, "Mr. Liang, after childbirth, it's best to let the mother breastfeed; this is the best time."
Liang Yuan promptly asked humbly, "What should I do?"
"You don't need to do anything, just give him to Sister Yang Mei."
