The girl held Ning Zitong’s hand and slowly loosened her grip.

She faintly curved her lips and followed with a gentle smile.

"Although Brother did contact me a few times, it wasn’t him who told me this time."

She replied with a smile, looking directly at Ning Zitong with a sincere gaze.

"Mom, actually I know a friend who was also at Xiao Yiran’s villa yesterday. It was him who told me that you suddenly felt unwell and Dad took you to the hospital."

Upon hearing her explanation, the doubt in Ning Zitong’s heart slightly eased.

She carefully looked at the clean and beautiful face in front of her, a smile appearing on her face, and then reached out to hold the girl’s hand.

"Yuan, don’t leave Mom anymore."

Ning Zitong’s tone carried a slight plea.

"You know, Mom’s heart isn’t good. Mom has already lost you for so many years and can’t bear the blow of losing you again."

"Okay."

This time, the girl agreed without hesitation, her gaze firm.

"Mom, Yuan won’t be sad or upset anymore because Brother Xi married another girl. Yuan will always stay with you."

"Good girl."

Ning Zitong smiled contentedly, gently patting her hand.

Mu Jingheng stood at the hospital room door, holding a still warm breakfast, his gaze deepening as he decisively took out his phone and made a call on the side.

"Old Chen, help me investigate something immediately."

...

After finishing the call, Mu Jingheng casually pushed the door open and entered.

Seeing Mu Jingheng arrive, the girl’s eyes flickered, then she stood up facing Mu Jingheng with a slight smile.

"Dad."

Mu Jingheng gave her a seemingly odd look, then spoke.

"Yuan, why did you come back?"

The girl was slightly puzzled, then calmly replied.

"My friend told me Mom was in the hospital, so I rushed over immediately."

"Your friend?"

Mu Jingheng spoke as he walked towards Ning Zitong.

"Your friend seems quite capable, even knowing that Ah Tong was hospitalized."

"Yes, my friend just happened to be at Xiao Yiran’s villa yesterday."

The girl answered, looking very calm.

"Really?"

Mu Jingheng asked back lightly, stepping to the bedside with a concerned gaze.

"Ah Tong, how do you feel today? Is your heart still uncomfortable?"

"Much better."

Ning Zitong spoke while looking at the girl.

"Yuan is my best remedy."

"Mom, Yuan won’t leave you again in the future."

"Okay."

Ning Zitong smiled faintly and turned to look at Mu Jingheng.

"Ah Jing, help me handle the discharge paperwork. I want to go home."

"I’ll have the doctor come for a check-up, and if everything’s fine, we’ll go home."

"Okay."

Ning Zitong nodded, naturally feeling Mu Jingheng’s concern for her.

She smiled and turned her head, her gaze once again falling on the girl’s gentle smiling face, but she inexplicably felt a chill on her back...

Seven months.

Yan Xinxin, with her big belly, strolled around the estate, then walked back and forth along the beach.

She exercised like this every day to ensure a smooth delivery when the time comes.

She touched her belly, her beautiful eyes smiling.

Babies born naturally are generally better than those delivered via C-section, so she was determined to have a natural birth.

Looking back at the blue sea merging with the sky, the spring breeze gently caressed, and Yan Xinxin sighed softly.

"Babies, I hope there will be a time when you can call grandparents and uncles when you can speak..."

"Saozi! Saozi!"

Yan Xinxin was talking to her babies when suddenly Mo Qingning’s anxious voice came.