Things were indeed different on the Hong Kong side compared to Dragon City. After moving here, Teacher Yang Zimo seemed to have become much happier.
Because few people here knew them, she no longer had to restrain herself every day.
At the very least, unlike in Dragon City, where she had stayed indoors and avoided everyone for fear of her pregnancy being discovered.
Mother and daughter would often go out together, visiting various attractions in Hong Kong, shopping in Causeway Bay, and when tired, they would return to the villa, sit by the sea, and enjoy the sea breeze.
Compared to Dragon City, Hong Kong was indeed much more prosperous, whether it was in terms of economy, transportation, or policies, it far surpassed Dragon City.
After all, this was an international financial center, where investors from all over the world congregated.
Even Chu Xiuying was impressed by the environment in Hong Kong and exclaimed to her daughter, "I've been to Hong Kong before, but that was many years ago. It has changed so much!"
"Why don't we settle here in the future!"
"When your father retires, our whole family will move here."
Yang Zimo did not reply.
As for Qin Chuan, he didn't have as much leisure. Since making Hong Kong his new investment focus, he had been as busy as a spinning top, rushing around everywhere.
The real estate company in Hong Kong needed him, the financial company in Beijing also needed him, and there was the Xiaomi factory in Dragon City. Furthermore, Qin Chuan had indeed brought Xiaomi MP3s to Hong Kong and set up a separate branch...
To this end, Qin Chuan directly brought his band of brothers to Hong Kong to conquer the world with him.
Fortunately, the Xinhua Electronics Factory and other industries in Yongnan County were already well-arranged, otherwise, even if Qin Chuan were split in two, he wouldn't have been able to handle it.
Busy times always pass the fastest. Without realizing it, two or three months had flown by.
One day, Qin Chuan finally managed to snatch some time to accompany Yang Zimo for a walk by the sea. Under the setting sun, Teacher Yang, with her large belly, waddled along like a duck.
Qin Chuan held her small hand tightly with one hand to prevent any accidents.
The baby in Yang Zimo's belly was already over eight months old and would enter labor soon. She was now more precious than a giant panda. Whenever Qin Chuan was in Hong Kong, he doted on her every moment he had free time.
"Qin Chuan, if we calculate the days, the one in Beijing should be nearing her delivery date, right?"
Suddenly, Yang Zimo stopped and said.
Qin Chuan hesitated for a moment before nodding, "Yes, my parents called me yesterday. Li Ya will be admitted to the hospital in about four or five days."
Yang Zimo stared intently at the man before her, took a deep breath as if suppressing all emotions, "Then you should go to Beijing after tonight. She needs you more than I do right now!"
Qin Chuan was stunned by these words. After a moment, he reacted, and a hint of unconcealed excitement surged in the depths of his dark eyes:
"Thank you! And... I'm sorry!!"
This was a very contradictory statement. He had just said "thank you" and immediately added "I'm sorry," but Yang Zimo understood.
Her expression was filled with a complex, resentful gaze as she swept her eyes over his face. She said nothing more.
The next day, Qin Chuan flew to Beijing.
In the Siheyuan, he saw Li Ya, who had been diligently exercising. Ding Ling was also by her side. At this time, Li Ya's belly was even larger and more protruding, looking somewhat frightening.
Hearing the sound, Li Ya, who was walking slowly, turned her head and saw Qin Chuan. A flicker of surprise flashed deep within her melancholic eyes, then quickly vanished.
She was about to give birth, and what woman in the world wouldn't want her man by her side?
Qin Chuan's return at this time was definitely a cause for joy.
"Boss Qin, you're back!"
Ding Ling greeted Qin Chuan with her usual enthusiasm.
Qin Chuan smiled, dropped his briefcase, and quickly went to Li Ya's side, concerned, "How are you feeling? If you're tired, rest. Don't force yourself to exercise."
"It's fine. Moving around more is good for both me and the baby," Li Ya replied.
The commotion in the courtyard alerted Qin Shuren and Jiang Cuihua inside the house. The elderly couple hurried out.
With their daughter-in-law about to give birth, Qin Shuren had also put aside his supermarket business early and rushed to Beijing from Yongnan County.
Two days later, at Qin Chuan's repeated insistence, Li Ya was admitted to a high-class maternity ward, attended by professional doctors and nurses.
In fact, according to Qin Chuan's wishes, Li Ya should have been hospitalized much earlier for safety reasons, but Li Ya disagreed. She was not accustomed to the smell of hospitals.
A week later, on a night, Li Ya suddenly felt a pain in her abdomen, and something wet flowed down. This symptom alerted everyone, and Li Ya was quickly wheeled into the delivery room.
In the corridor, watching the red light of the delivery room, everyone became anxious, pacing back and forth.
Qin Chuan lost the calm and confident demeanor he usually displayed in business. Instead, he was consumed by an unprecedented sense of urgency.
After all, he had never experienced anything like this before, and his heart was truly tormented.
Qin Shuren, Jiang Cuihua, and Ding Ling all wore similar expressions. Giving birth was a momentous event, and no one could remain completely calm.
"Mr. Qin, it's still early. It'll take at least three to four hours. I suggest you sit in the lounge and rest for a while," a nurse said kindly.
"Also, please rest assured, uncle and aunt. Our hospital is absolutely the most professional, and our chief and obstetricians are top experts in the field. We guarantee there will be no danger and that mother and baby will be safe!"
With the nurse's words, everyone's tense mood eased considerably.
Qin Chuan went to the lounge, opened the window, and lit a cigarette to relieve his inner tension.
It was past ten o'clock at night. In the corridor, the elderly couple, Qin Shuren and Jiang Cuihua, stood guard, with Ding Ling beside them.
When Qin Chuan came out, he asked his parents to go in and rest, saying he would keep watch. But no matter what he said, no one left, so they all stayed to keep watch together.
The wait was agonizing. From past ten o'clock until past two in the morning, a loud infant cry finally echoed from the delivery room.
The moment they heard the cry, everyone in the corridor erupted in excitement. The tense hearts finally settled.
Everyone rushed towards the delivery room door. Just then, the door opened, and a doctor emerged, holding a baby.
"Congratulations, Mr. Qin. It's a boy, weighing eight pounds and six ounces!" the attending physician announced.
"My goodness, eight pounds and six ounces! No wonder it took so long!"
Qin Shuren and Jiang Cuihua, as experienced parents, were stunned by the weight.
When they had their three sons, each weighed almost five to six pounds, and other women in the village had babies weighing three to four pounds. This was a huge difference.
The attending physician handed the baby to Qin Chuan, who looked utterly flustered and nervous.
Would this little thing break if he held it? And it looked so ugly...
Finally, Jiang Cuihua took the baby, her face full of affection, calling him "my darling grandson" with eyes that disappeared from her joy. Qin Shuren also looked on with a benevolent smile, fully embodying the affection of a grandparent.
As for Ding Ling, she was full of curiosity. It was her first time seeing a newborn baby. Her thoughts were similar to Qin Chuan's; the baby truly looked a bit ugly.
"Doctor, can we go in and see her?" Qin Chuan suddenly asked.
"Of course, but not for too long. Two minutes at most. Our nurses and doctors still need to do follow-up work."
Qin Chuan immediately put down the baby and strode into the delivery room.
Everyone followed closely behind him.
Inside the delivery room, Li Ya lay on the hospital bed, her face slick with sweat, her hair damp, looking extremely weak with a pale complexion.
When Qin Chuan rushed in, he immediately held Li Ya's hand tightly. "Sister, you've worked hard! We had a son, with a 'handle'!"
"Girl, look, this is your son!"
Jiang Cuihua placed the baby beside Li Ya. Li Ya turned her head, looked at the infant in the swaddle, and frowned sharply, "Why is he so ugly? Did you bring the wrong baby?"
This remark made the doctors and nurses standing by couldn't help but chuckle.
"Silly girl, all newborns look like this. They'll get better-looking as they grow," Jiang Cuihua said with a smile.
"And considering your and my son's genes, he'll definitely be a handsome guy in the future."
Only then did Li Ya relax. She looked at the baby in the swaddle, and her eyes unconsciously radiated a strong maternal love.
This was her child, her own "little jacket." Even if he didn't want her anymore someday, as long as she had this child, Li Ya felt she wouldn't be alone.