Fan Xiuying made Fang Xiaohui's bed, and Fang Xiaohui was already lying down. Fan Xiuying held the baby and fed it some formula from a bottle.
The baby was hungry, drinking continuously.
Seeing the baby's skinny appearance, Fan Xiuying could only sigh.
"Where's your mother-in-law? You just had a baby and she doesn't come to take care of you? And your husband, Song Mohuan, leaves you, a woman who just gave birth, like this? How is this humane?"
Only now did she realize Fang Xiaohui had just given birth.
There wasn't a single person by her side.
Compared to Jiang Xiaoxiao surrounded by people, this scene was heartbreakingly lonely.
Fan Xiuying felt sadness in her heart, and even more, anger.
Fang Xiaohui wiped away a tear.
"Mom, my mother-in-law is sick, Mohuan is taking care of her, so I have to endure a bit here, but the nanny is in! I've sent her to buy some formula, she should be back soon."
For the first time in a while, Fang Xiaohui was able to catch her breath.
