ASTNovels Chapter 807 It's really time to let go
Chapter 807 It's really time to let go
"Ah."
Zhao Shuwei looked at the little guy clenching his fists and sucking hard, his eyebrows full of tenderness.
Han Liye breathed a sigh of relief, "That's good."
Du Furong on the side said: "But my eldest grandson is quite big, and I don't know if Shu Wei's breast milk can satisfy him."
"It's okay. If you're not full, just add more milk powder." Han Liye said.
Du Furong nodded and saw that his face was haggard and there was green stubble on his chin, and said: "Aye, you must be exhausted after not sleeping all night. Go back and rest quickly. I'll be here. I'll let you go later. Sister-in-law Yu is here to help."
Sister-in-law Yu is an old servant in the family. She has been helping the Han family since she was young.
Sister-in-law Yu took care of her when she gave birth before, so she is very experienced.
"It's okay, I'll stay with Weiwei for a while." Han Liye said.
He had read many books before and knew that pregnant women are prone to postpartum depression after giving birth.
He was afraid that if he left like this, his wife would feel that he had been left out, which would lead to a psychological imbalance and eventually postpartum depression.
So even if he is very tired now, he dare not leave.
"Aye, I'm fine. Go back and rest quickly. Don't worry, I'm mentally healthy."
Zhao Shuwei is a thoughtful person. She saw Han Liye's worry and smiled gently at him.
Du Furong on the side glanced at Han Liye and pretended to be unhappy.
"Oh, so you're afraid that Mom will be a bad mother-in-law again and ignore her daughter-in-law after she has a grandson? Aye, do you really distrust Mom that much?"
Han Liye smiled and said, "How could it be? It's going to be hard here. I'll go back and take care of some things."
Du Furong rolled her eyes at him and said, "Stop dealing with official duties and go back to rest. Only by taking a good rest can you take better care of your wife."
This is quite true.
Han Liye responded with a smile, then touched Zhao Shuwei's head and said warmly: "I'll come back later."
Zhao Shuwei said: "Have a good rest. If you are too tired, you don't have to come."
Han Liye smiled: "I just became a father and I am very excited. How can I be tired?"
As he said that, he looked at the little one who was still struggling to eat the rations, "Son, when you're full, go to bed and don't make trouble with your mother, do you hear me? Otherwise I'll spank you!"
The little one closed his eyes, clenched his little fists, and ate his rations diligently, ignoring him at all.
Zhao Shuwei curved her lips and smiled, feeling soft in her heart.
"Go back quickly."
"Well, Mom, I'm leaving."
Han Liye left the ward and saw his father and father-in-law coming from the smoking area.
"Dad, there's nothing going on here. You guys should go back."
The two fathers looked at each other and thought about their daughter's family affairs. It was really not convenient for a father to intervene, so they left with Han Liye.
The three of them took the elevator down to the first floor and met someone head-on.
Song Chengfeng was walking towards the elevator with a thermos cup in his hand.
Han Liye glanced at him, nodded slightly, said nothing, and continued walking forward with his two fathers.
Song Chengfeng paused slightly and looked at the backs of several people thoughtfully.
Why did Han Liye and his father appear in the hospital so early in the morning?
Who is sick?
Something flashed through my mind. Counting the days, Zhao Shuwei's due date should be within these days.
Could it be that Zhao Shuwei has given birth?
At this moment, Song Chengfeng couldn't explain how he felt.
I am happy for Zhao Shuwei, but also feel disappointed.
They even gave birth to a child, and she eventually became farther and farther away from him.
It's really time for him to let go!
Song Chengfeng sighed, took the elevator to the twelfth floor, and went to the cardiology department.
His father had a heart attack last night, but fortunately, he was fine after receiving prompt treatment.
Knocking on the door of the ward, he pushed it open and entered.
Sitting in the ward were his stepmother Wang Rong and his half-brother Song Zheyu.
"Dad, Aunt Wang, eldest brother."
Song Chengfeng said hello to several people present and put the thermos cup on the table.
"Didn't I ask you to bring food earlier? Why are you so late? Your dad is hungry."
The elegantly dressed middle-aged woman took one look and complained lukewarmly.
Song Chengfeng looked pale and didn't say anything.
After all, he has been acknowledging his ancestors for so long, and he is used to being picked on by the Song family.
"Mom, stop complaining. Third brother can be considered filial by making soup for Dad himself."
Song Zheyu has a Chinese-character face, and he looks quite decent, but there is a hint of contempt in his words.
"Third brother, don't blame my mother for sending you. We are all busy, so you have some free time. Even at dad's age, you have not fulfilled your filial piety. It is rare for you to fulfill your filial piety. Wouldn't you have any objections?"
He said all the good and bad things he said.
What can he say?
Song Chengfeng smiled and said softly: "I'm not that small-minded. Dad, do you want some soup now?"
Father Song also knew that asking his youngest son to make soup for his father was just a deliberate attempt by his wife to embarrass his youngest son.
After all, the Song family has no shortage of servants. How could it be the youngest son's turn to do such menial work?
But his wife had spoken, so he couldn't blame her too much.
After all, he owed his wife an illegitimate child back then.
"Well, have a drink." Song's father responded.
Song Chengfeng poured some soup and handed it to him.
Father Song took a sip and said, "Chengfeng, I heard that you are cooperating with others and setting up a laboratory?"
Song Chengfeng didn't deny it either and just said yes.
Father Song frowned, a little displeased, "What kind of laboratory are you doing? With such a big industry of the Song family, can't you join the company to help your eldest and second brothers?"
Song Zheyu on the side heard this and changed his sitting posture, with a cold light flashing in his eyes.
But he said: "Isn't it? What can a small laboratory do? Third brother, the Song family's overseas enterprises are currently expanding. I think you should go back to the company to help me develop overseas enterprises. .”
Is this going to send him overseas?
In this way, he has become a marginal figure in the family and will not pose any threat to the future inheritance rights of the Song family.
Song Chengfeng felt clear in his heart, and there was a trace of ridicule in his eyes.
"Brother, I'm not interested in managing a company, so it's better to run my laboratory."
Song Zheyu glanced at him and curled his lips, very satisfied with his knowledge.
Father Song frowned, "Chengfeng, our company also has pharmaceutical-related branches, you can take over and run them."
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