"Dad, the baby only needs feeding every two hours, it's still early. Let the maternity matron take care of him so you can eat," Qin Youxuan approached to take her son from Ye Zhanxing.
Just as she reached out, Ye Zhanxing turned his back.
"No need for the maternity matron, I'll just hold him. You go ahead and eat, don't worry about me. Looking at my cute grandson, I'm already full without eating."
"..."
Qin Youxuan looked at him helplessly and, in the end, had no choice but to let him hold the baby.
"Where is Mingmei? I don't think I've seen her since this morning."
Ye Zhanxing looked at Su Yiru, who was last to take her seat, and raised an eyebrow.
Su Yiru turned her head to glance in Qin Youxuan's direction, "She said it's the baby's full-month celebration, so she needed to prepare a gift properly. Mingmei left early in the morning and should be on her way back now. Let's start eating and wait for her at the same time."
