You Are My Rare Passion Chapter 6745: Envy

After the child is born, it is better to have a female elder to help her. Her mother and mother-in-law have both passed away, and the women closest to her are Cheng Fengsu, Qi Fuliu and Yue Ya’er.

Qi Fuliu is also pregnant with a child and can’t help her, so she can only ask Cheng Fengsu and Yue Ya’er.

Listening to her that she was about to give birth, Cheng Fengsu and Yue Ya’er were very happy, and immediately went to the hospital.

In the hospital, Gu Junzhu had everything ready.

The wards, which are comparable to the presidential suite, have all been renovated. The daily necessities, furniture and other items inside are all brand new, and have been tested by professionals to ensure that they meet the standards and are free of pollution.

Gu Junzhu directly carried Ye Xingbei into the ward he prepared for Ye Xingbei.

Ye Xingbei’s labor pains were a little more frequent than when they were at home, but they were still manageable.

As soon as she was half lying down on the hospital bed, Yue Ya’er and Cheng Fengsu arrived.

Seeing them, Ye Xingbei, who was not so nervous at first, felt more at ease.

“How do you feel?” Cheng Fengsu sat down beside Ye Xingbei’s bed and held Ye Xingbei’s hand.

“Very good,” Ye Xingbei smiled sweetly, “I’m a little excited to see the babies soon.”

“I’m also excited,” Cheng Fengsu said, “It’s a pity that I’m their future aunt, otherwise I’ll definitely be their godmother.”

Ye Xingbei: “…isn’t my aunt better than my godmother?”

Yue Ya’er said with a smile: “Mr. Cheng, you have to be glad that you are the children’s future aunt, and you don’t have to think about godmother. Friends from Beibei want to coax the little sapling to be her godson. After several years of unsuccessful attempts, Beibei’s sons are dead set on Beibei, they only recognize Beibei as a mother, not a godmother.”

“The little sapling is sensible, it’s not easy to fool around,” Cheng Fengsu gently touched Ye Xingbei’s belly: “These two in the belly don’t know anything when they are born, so it’s not me who has the final say?”

“Are you sure you can count?” Yue Ya’er smiled and glanced at Gu Junzhu.

Cheng Fengsu: “…”

Gu Junzhu touched Ye Xingbei’s forehead: “My family Beibei is so hard to conceive in October, and giving birth is even more of a walk through the gate of hell. Except for her, no one is qualified to be the mother of my children.”

Cheng Fengsu: “…”

It’s done.

You win.

She shrugged, “It doesn’t matter, I’m my aunt anyway!”

Yue Ya’er couldn’t help laughing, “Yes, you are also a winner.”

Su Ran looked at Cheng Fengsu, Yue Ya’er and Ye Xingbei joking with admiration.

Because of her introverted personality, she has few close friends.

There are only one or two, and they are all abroad. They gather less and leave more.

Seeing Cheng Fengsu laughing freely with Yue Ya’er and Ye Xingbei together, she remembered her friend.

I really envy that they can live in the same city and accompany each other.

Nice!

Ye Xingbei noticed her gaze and patted her head: “I was so stupid for three years, I forgot to introduce you to me.”

She gave an introduction to Su Ran, Cheng Fengsu, and Yue Ya’er.

“The author of “The Witcher”?” Cheng Fengsu looked at Su Ran a few times: “Many students in my class read your works, you are very popular, you are a great god.”

Su Ran blushed, “I’m not a god, just a writer of stories.”

She is beautiful, has a nice voice, has a calm personality, and has clear eyes. She looks like an honest person. Cheng Fengsu and Yue Yaer have a good impression of her. Feeling redundant.