The Lady of the Prestigious Family is a Big Boss-Chapter 848: Will He Come Back? (2)

The old lady Jiang held the little one in her arms, reluctant to put him into the crib, amusing Ye Jiuliang and the others to no end.

Although the baby was born a few days earlier than expected, there weren’t any major issues, so there was no need to send him to the incubator continuously.

Besides, Ye Jiuliang was skilled in medicine herself, so giving the baby to other doctors and nurses to watch over wasn’t as reassuring as taking care of him herself.

"Grandma, you all go and rest first, I’ll take care of him," Li Mochan naturally wouldn’t let the elderly stay up all night with him.

"Are you sure you can handle it alone?" The old lady Jiang looked at him skeptically, wondering if he could take care of the mother and baby when he needed to be taught how to hold the child properly.

Li Mochan nodded and took his son from the old lady Jiang’s arms.

He had been overly nervous earlier, which was why he seemed so flustered. Now, after holding the baby for a bit longer, he seemed quite adept at it.

Veya was still not at ease and suggested, "How about I stay to help?"

"No need, you all should go back."

Just then, the little guy in his arms made a soft noise, probably disturbed by their talking.

Li Mochan gently rocked him, soothing him in a soft voice, "Go back to sleep, darling."

The little guy relaxed his brows, clenched his tiny fists, and went back to sleep.

"We’ll go back then. Ahan, if you get overwhelmed, remember to call us," the old lady Jiang whispered so as not to wake the little guy again.

Li Mochan nodded, and after seeing them off, the room suddenly felt a bit emptier.

"Mohan, wait, bring Xiaobai over first," Ye Jiuliang softly said when she saw Li Mochan about to put the little one into the crib.

Li Mochan raised an eyebrow, withdrew his hand, and turned towards her.

"What’s wrong?" he asked.

"Let me hold him again," Ye Jiuliang reached out to him, still excited from holding their son just a short while ago.

Li Mochan chuckled and placed the little one into her arms.

Withdrawing his hand, he sat by the bed and gazed at the peacefully sleeping little one, teasingly saying, "I feel like you only have eyes for him now."

"What do you mean ’him,’ mind you, this is your son, Li Wuye," Ye Jiuliang glared at him before looking back at the little one.

He was pleasing to the eye no matter how she looked at him, her eyes filled with a warm glow as she asked the man beside her, "Isn’t he good-looking, hmm?"

"Slightly less than me," Li Mochan said, not modest in the least.

His tone, oh so wistful.

Ye Jiuliang, "..."

After a few speechless seconds, she tilted her head and looked at him, a smile tugging at her lips, "How disgraceful, comparing yourself to your own son, aren’t you ashamed?"

Her words trailed off as she felt a weight on her shoulder.

Li Mochan’s chin rested on her shoulder, eyes reflecting the serene sleeping face of the little one, "Little wolf cub, you’ve said it yourself, I’m the handsomest."

Ye Jiuliang’s slender icy eyes were dyed with a deep laugh as she turned to kiss his cheek, "Yes, I’ve said it, my Li Mochan is the best looking."

Hearing this, Li Mochan curled his lips with satisfaction.

"Tired? Do you want to rest for a while?"

Ye Jiuliang shook her head, holding her son, reluctant to let go, when she suddenly remembered something, "By the way, did you tell Asheng?"

She had a baby, and Achen and the others would definitely come, and her uncle and the others would come tomorrow too; if they ran into Aqian, just thinking about the scene felt awkward.

"Auntie must have told him," Li Mochan replied.

"So is he coming back?"

Counting it out, Asheng had been gone for quite a while without returning even once.

Li Mochan shook his head, "Not sure."

As soon as he finished, a sudden phone ringing broke the silence.

Li Mochan and Ye Jiuliang’s first reaction was to glance at the little one, seeing him sleeping soundly, they both breathed a sigh of relief.

Li Mochan reached for the phone, and Ye Jiuliang leaned in to look.

Incoming call - Asheng.

Speak of the devil.

He answered, putting it on speaker, "Asheng."

"Cousin," on the other end, Jiang Yisheng was sitting on a jet ski, casually toweling his hair dry.

"Congratulations on becoming a dad,"

"I should congratulate you on becoming a little uncle," Ye Jiuliang teased.

Hearing Ye Jiuliang’s voice, Jiang Yisheng chuckled, "Jiuliang, the little one is adorable and looks a lot like you and cousin."

"When do you plan on coming back to see him? Otherwise, he might not recognize you in the future," Ye Jiuliang half-jokingly kept her voice low.

Jiang Yisheng paused slightly, come back?

What would he do if he saw that person?

With humor, he replied, "Aren’t you trying to get a big red envelope from me?"

"As a little uncle, don’t you have to give a red envelope?" Ye Jiuliang laughed.

Jiang Yisheng’s smile faded a bit, "We’ll see, I might come back in a few days."

Ye Jiuliang could easily guess his thoughts, understanding the reason for his hesitation, she wouldn’t push him at all.

"I sent you some medicine; remember to apply the ointment to remove the scars on your back."

Jiang Yisheng agreed, knowing that he had already locked all those ointments in the cabinet.

He didn’t really care whether the scars on his back would fade or not.

"Does the baby have a name yet?"

She answered, "Yes, it’s Wuli."

Jiang Yisheng was briefly stunned, softly murmuring "Wuli."

Does it symbolize never being separated?

He knowingly smiled, "A great name, did you come up with it or did cousin?"

"Your cousin came up with it," naming him with a nickname wasn’t that hard, but choosing a full name was quite a challenge.

"It’s getting late, I won’t disturb your rest, let’s talk another day," Jiang Yisheng said.

Ye Jiuliang replied affirmatively, and Li Mochan hung up the phone, switched to camera mode, took a picture of the little one, and sent it to Jiang Yisheng.

Then, he put down the phone, reached over to hold the little one, "Time to rest, you can hold him again tomorrow."

Ye Jiuliang nodded, and fatigue suddenly swept over her.

Li Mochan walked over to the crib, looked at the little one nestled in his arms, and his eyes softened unconsciously.

He lowered his head to kiss the little one’s forehead gently and carefully placed him into the crib.

Not far away, Ye Jiuliang watched as Li Mochan kissed the little one, the corners of her rosy lips curled up quietly.

He says he’s jealous, but obviously, he is also very fond of the little one.

...

The next day, the morning breeze blew, scattering yellow fallen leaves on the streets.

Chu Chen and Gu Xinuo arrived in M country first; after waiting at the airport for a good while, Ji Mingqian finally showed up, a bit late.

"Looks like the sun on your set is quite harsh; you’ve tanned significantly in a short time," Gu Xinuo teased, noticing that he had thinned quite a bit.

Chu Chen noticed the open zip of his backpack and frowned slightly, "Why didn’t you zip up your backpack?"

Just then, a furry head popped out of the backpack.

The little one blinked with its dark eyes, seeming a bit confused, likely just waking up.