In the glass room, there were sleeping babies, each one soft and pink, like flower buds waiting to bloom.
The sky-blue baby clothes accentuated their little white feet.
The children were young, ranging from newborns to six or seven months old.
Gu Zixuan felt her heart melting at the sight.
For a moment, she completely forgot all the awkwardness from the journey and the purpose of today. In her excitement, she said in a small voice, "Oh, that baby seems to be waking up!"
"Look, he's kicking his legs."
Gu Zixuan was fond of it. Her trembling gaze made Feng Chengjin turn to look at the woman beside him, and he couldn't help but smile gently.
He finally let out a sigh of relief from somewhere deep inside.
With his heart sinking, he thought about the scene where Yu Yuanshen almost made Gu Zixuan turn and leave.
Only then did he find some peace of mind.
At the same time, a vague irritation towards Yu Yuanshen arose in his mind.
