Now...
Looking at the little one wrapped in the towel, Gu Mochen pressed his lips together, his palms unexpectedly sweaty.
The little guy, just born, hadn't opened his eyes yet.
He looked a bit bewildered, with fair skin and a nicely prominent nose.
You couldn't yet tell if the small face looked like him or Jian Ran.
But...
The little face was very cute.
"Mo Chen... Jinchen..."
Jian Ran looked at Gu Mochen as if he were frozen in place, feeling anxious, she couldn't help but speak in a hoarse voice.
"Okay, I'll... I'll hold him. Nurse, how do I hold him?"
The nurse, accustomed to so many expectant fathers looking jittery, saw Gu Mochen's expression and patiently taught him step by step.
"It's very simple, just support the baby's head."
"Okay."
Gu Mochen felt tense, his hands were trembling even more severely, signing billion-dollar contracts never felt like this.
