That night, Sheng Miao received a call from Bu Wei and sent the maternity nurse away with an excuse.
Bu Wei returned at dawn, seriously wounded, with one hand appearing dislocated, hanging by his side, but with another hand, he was cradling a baby.
Sheng Miao opened the door to see him covered in blood, which startled her, so she hastened to help him inside.
As she supported him to sit down on the sofa, Bu Wei grasped her hand, eager. "Miaomiao, the child... it's a girl, right? Can I... see her?"
Over the phone, she had told him that she gave birth to a girl.
Sheng Miao pursed her lips, a hint of disgust flickering in her eyes, but she concealed it quickly. "Wait until you've washed off the smell of blood from your body, otherwise you'll scare the child looking like this,"
She paused, then quickly asked, "How did you handle it, is Sheng Tang... "
