She carefully took the baby, lowered her head, and saw the baby's wrinkly pink face.
This was Bian Yue's first close look at her child; she was a bit surprised, paused, then stated matter-of-factly: "He's a little... ugly."
The nurse, hearing this, covered her mouth and giggled, saying: "All newborns are like this, it'll get better in a few days. Mrs. Shen, your baby is one of the prettiest ones."
Bian Yue widened her eyes in shock, "Is this considered pretty?"
The nurse nodded solemnly, saying: "Yes! Very pretty! Look at his eyes, so big!"
The little guy was sleeping soundly in Bian Yue's arms, his eyes not even open, and Bian Yue, after a long look, couldn't find anything attractive in that red and wrinkly little face.
She raised her hand, gently poked the little guy's face, "The more I look, the uglier he seems!"
Shen Jinci followed Bian Yue's remark, nodded, and lightly said: "Indeed, I wonder who he resembles."
Bian Yue sighed, "I thought he would be very pretty."
