Once Zhang Yu Han heard that his wife was about to give birth, he started to panic. He helped his wife to sit in a comfortable position, turned around. and shouted, "Auntie Su! Help me and grabbed—"
His words were left unfinished as Li Qin Yao had tightened her grip on his arms again.
"No one is at home. Everyone had gone to the hotel, remember?" Li Qin Yao pointed out.
It was then that Zhang Yu Han recalled that Auntie Su had gone with Zhang Li Xue to the hotel to celebrate his grandfather's birthday. He cursed inwardly and took a deep breath to calm down.
This was not the first time his wife was about to give birth. He should know what he should do, right?
With that thought, Zhang Yu Han got up and get the bag that they had packed earlier. Once he returned to his wife's side with the luggage, another surprising scene greeted him. His wife's face contorted in pain and beads of perspiration appeared on her forehead. Then, the floor was wet.
