"Have you heard news about nannies abusing babies when their employers aren't around?"
Ya Shitian smirked, "Unless they have a death wish."
If anyone dared to abuse his child, he'd make sure they met their maker.
Ye Anqi laughed, "I was just speaking offhandedly, who would dare to mistreat your child."
She'd forgotten just how ruthless Ya Shitian could be.
He's been so good to her, so gentle, that she often forgot his identity and his methods.
But she didn't need to worry about the child being poorly cared for.
"Let the Maternity Matron bring the child in, I'll keep him with me during the day." Just a few minutes without seeing her child, and she already missed him.
Ya Shitian tucked the blanket around her, "You rest well, don't think about him all the time."
"I'm not sleepy."
"Sleep."
"Let me see him for a moment."
Ya Shitian had been jealous of the little one for a while.
He said lightly, "What's the point of looking at him, just look at me."
