"Does he dare to lose his temper with how whipped he is?"
Song Ze gave Sheng Xue a deep look, then broke into a faint smile and said cheerfully, "Don't worry. As long as Mrs. Huo is around, he absolutely won't have any temper. In Mr. Huo's eyes, a son isn't as important as a wife!"
Before Sheng Xue could react, Song Ze, holding the child, dragged her out of the delivery room and called out to Huo Beichen in the room, "I've arranged a ward with the hospital, and the nurse is waiting at the door to take you over. We'll take the child to get settled, Ye Nuanxi, you carry him back yourself!"
"Ye Nuanxi?!"
Hearing this, Sheng Xue was immediately stunned, "Daring to call Mrs. Huo by her full name in front of Mr. Huo, are you tired of living?!"
If I didn't want to live, I'd just call her Nuannuan..."
"Song Ze, is Nuannuan something you should be calling?"
