Chapter 320: The Grand Finale (Part 1)

Inside the delivery room, Sheng Yu gripped Zhu Yuan's hand tightly, his gaze tender and pained as he looked at his wife in his arms, who was drenched in sweat despite the snowy weather outside.

"Yuanyuan, don't be afraid." He lowered his head to kiss her forehead, wiping the sweat from her face.

If Zhu Yuan were not currently unable to open her eyes due to the torture of the pain, she would have seen that his expression was unusually stern and pale.

Even the midwife and doctor nearby were stunned, "Chairman Sheng, are you feeling unwell?"

Sheng Yu was far more than just unwell; his heart felt like it was about to explode.

Previously, Zhu Yuan had not wanted him to accompany her during the birth, and Qiao Mai had also advised him; if he had truly listened to them, how would he have known she was suffering so much?

Last month, he had accompanied Yuanyuan for a prenatal check-up and experienced a level of labor pain; at the time, he had directly instructed Qiao Mai to set the machine to the pain level of ten centimeters of dilation.

Even though he had been mentally prepared, he had still been left pale by that pain.

His pain receptors were not sensitive because he was abnormal, but Yuanyuan was a normal person; if he had hurt that much, how could she possibly endure it?

He had not hesitated to have Qiao Mai notify the obstetrician to prepare Zhu Yuan for a C-section when the time came, as at least a C-section allowed for anesthesia and various pain relief methods post-surgery.

Compared to the two ways of giving birth, he would rather she be in less pain.

Yet, Zhu Yuan had insisted on a natural birth, and even though he had brought her countless documents proving that the impact of natural birth versus C-section on the child was not significant, she had still insisted.

To this day, he still had no way to deal with her stubbornness.

Unfortunately, the epidural had no effect on her, and she had to endure it through sheer willpower.

In the beginning, she could still tolerate it, smiling and telling him that he had been overthinking it and making a fuss, but gradually she became unable to speak; when the contractions came, her brows would furrow tightly, and her whole body would start to tremble.

Watching her like this, Sheng Yu's heart felt like it was being twisted by a knife, and he regretted his earlier choices.

But now, there was no turning back.

"How many centimeters is she dilated?" Sheng Yu asked in a deep voice.

"She is fully dilated. Now we need Mrs. Sheng to cooperate with us, and we will certainly guide her to deliver the child in the shortest time possible."

"Ah—" Zhu Yuan let out a heart-wrenching scream, her fingernails digging into Sheng Yu's arm, her entire body shaking violently.

"Sheng Yu!" Zhu Yuan was crying from the pain, her vision blurring, and she pushed at Sheng Yu haphazardly, "Get out... wait for me..."

She was afraid that Sheng Yu would not be able to take it, and that if his emotions collapsed, the consequences would be unimaginable.

"I will keep myself under control." Sheng Yu gripped her hand tightly, leaning down to whisper in her ear, worried that she might not hear him clearly due to her blurred consciousness, "Yuanyuan, baby, if I go out and can't see you, I will go insane. Let me stay with you."

"Ah—" The intense pain caused Zhu Yuan's vision to go black.

The doctor encouraged her: "Mrs. Sheng, you are already doing great. Just hold on a little longer. Do you remember the breathing technique I told you about? Yes, follow what I taught you, breathe steadily, yes, very good, just like that... I can already see the baby's head."

Hearing that the baby's head was visible, Sheng Yu felt his scalp tingle.

Zhu Yuan gritted her teeth and breathed, a wave of intense contraction feeling as if it were tearing her body in two; she refused to believe she couldn't push him out!

She gritted her teeth, a look of desperation on her face: "Do it!"

The sound of an infant's cry echoed through the delivery room.

Outside the delivery room door, the thin, tall man paused his steps; he stared blankly at the heavy door in front of him, a hint of red appearing in his deep amber eyes.

"Come now, don't cry, let Mommy give you a kiss."

The nurse held the naked little young master of the Sheng Family and walked smiling toward Zhu Yuan and Sheng Yu.

Sheng Yu wiped the sweat from Zhu Yuan and covered her with a blanket to keep her warm, only then finding a moment to glance at his son.

He looked at the naked, bare little thing in the nurse's arms, his brows slightly furrowed, and blurted out: "Why is he so ugly?"

His skin was wrinkled, his facial features were scrunched into a ball, and his whole body was bright red.

How could his and Yuanyuan's child grow up to look like this?

Zhu Yuan heard him complaining about their son and felt sad for the baby, raising her hand to weakly pat his arm, "Don't say that about him, he will be sad."

Her maternal instincts were overflowing, and she couldn't wait to see the child.

But when the nurse brought the naked little guy over to her and asked her to give him a kiss, she frowned and blurted out, "Why does he smell a bit stinky?"

She couldn't bring herself to do it.

The little guy kicked his two feet, let out a 'waa' and started crying, his cry loud and clear.

Zhu Yuan froze; was the little guy hurt because they were being picky?

She hurriedly propped herself up to sit, leaned over, and kissed his little cheek, "Be good, don't cry, Mommy and Daddy aren't being picky."

It was just a routine complaint.

What they found miraculous was that after Zhu Yuan kissed the little guy, he actually stopped crying and slowly opened his eyes.

That pair of clear, bright ink-black pupils were exactly the same as Sheng Yu's.

The nurse explained: "Newborn babies' skin is always wrinkled like this. Chairman Sheng, Mrs. Sheng, take a closer look, the little young master is so cute."

Sheng Yu pulled Zhu Yuan into his arms and took a careful look at the little guy who had opened his eyes and was meeting his gaze.

Looking at him now, he was alright.

"He's passable."

Zhu Yuan couldn't help but laugh, watching the nurse dress the little guy in his small clothes, her gaze gradually turning tender; this feeling was so miraculous.

"You hold him," she said to Sheng Yu, turning to her side.

According to custom, the nurse would leave the delivery room to give the child to the father to hold; since Sheng Yu was already in the delivery room, it saved the nurse the step of going out.

After the nurse finished dressing the little guy, she picked him up and handed him to Sheng Yu.

Before the child was born, he had practiced how to hold a baby at home with a doll, but when he actually touched the newborn, he froze.

Why was he so soft?

Like a lump of something.

As soon as he touched the child, his hands stiffened.

The nurse was used to such scenes; it turned out that no matter how capable or powerful a man was, he would face such problems when holding a newborn for the first time.

Looking at it this way, the high and mighty Chairman Sheng has even become down-to-earth.

She spoke up to guide him: "Chairman Sheng, please stretch out both your hands, I will pass her to you, and then you can pull your hands back."

Sheng Yu did as told, his expression tense as he looked at the little one in his hands; she wasn't like some lump, she was practically a bomb!

Zhu Yuan laughed until she wanted to cry, picking up her phone to capture this moment.

Once the observation time had passed, Zhu Yuan was pushed out in a wheelchair, with Sheng Yu walking beside her, his arms stiff as he held the little one.

When that door opened, Zhu Yuan caught sight of Pei Ling, the most prominent person in the crowd, at a single glance.

She smiled and made an OK gesture, "Got it handled!"

As if giving birth were a very easy matter.

If he hadn't heard her painful cries and that earth-shattering "fuck" from outside the delivery room, Pei Ling would have truly believed it.

"Do you want to hold your godson?" Sheng Yu spoke up.

Pei Ling's hand hanging at his side stiffened for a moment, and he looked at the little one in the swaddling clothes, who had dark, rolling eyes and was full of energy.

Afterward, outside the delivery room door, a scene appeared of two of the most powerful bigwigs in Jingdu City passing a "bomb" back and forth.