The Scheming Billionaire's Heartfelt Devotion-Chapter 735 - 750: Godmother shouldn’t have been mean to you, I was wrong.

Yan Xiao frowned and lifted his hand to adjust his hat brim. He was already tired and sleepy, and hearing this group of people chatter like machine guns around him was intensely annoying: "I don’t know, no comment, please make way."

"Brother Xiao, just give us a hint, we’ve been keeping watch here since early this morning, give us some news." one of the reporters spoke up again.

Yan Xiao’s face darkened as he looked at him, his weary voice revealing impatience: "Didn’t understand what I just said, did you?"

"Come on, Brother Xiao, just give a hint....."

"I’m blocked by you guys at the door, can’t even get in, how would I know whether it’s a boy or a girl."

Seeing Yan Xiao was getting angry, the reporter quickly apologized with tact: "Brother Xiao, don’t be mad, go inside and have a look, we’ll wait here for you."

Yan Xiao didn’t pay attention to them anymore and walked toward the hospital lobby with his hands in his pockets.

Inside the hospital room, Chu Ci was still lying in bed unable to move. Fu Bin had just fed her some breakfast. Han Xi leaned over to look at the little one in the crib, gently touching her soft little cheek with his finger: "Have you named the baby yet?"

"She’s called Fu Nianci." Chu Ci strained to move: "Fu Bin named her last night. Do you, the future mother-in-law, have any suggestions?"

"I think it’s nice, Little Nianci."

Han Xi truly liked this child more and more; the little one’s skin was exceptionally fair, just like Chu Ci’s, and her eyelashes were long and thick. Her features were absolutely flawless, thanks to her parents’ good genes.

Fu Bin and Chu Ci’s mother had been here taking care of everything, even though they had hired a postpartum nanny, they still weren’t reassured and wanted to do everything personally.

After Yan Xiao stepped out of the elevator, he took off his hat and mask. The young nurses in the hallway ogled him as if he were a star; many celebrities had been visiting Chu Ci and the baby since yesterday, and the nurses were thoroughly entertained.

When Yan Xiao pushed open the door and walked in, Li Manman was trying to hold Little Nianci. She was so soft and small that Li Manman didn’t dare exert any force; her stiff movements were clearly those of a beginner.

"Xiao Xi told me you were blocked outside by reporters?" Chu Ci asked Yan Xiao as he entered.

Yan Xiao nodded, putting down his hat and mask on the table: "They’re still guarding the hospital entrance. Don’t they get tired? They’re like sticky plaster, watching everyone every day."

"Let them stay if they want."

Being in the entertainment circle for so many years, Chu Ci had already grown accustomed to it; even the smallest matters would be vastly exaggerated by these paparazzi, with all sorts of embellishments.

"Oh my little ancestor, why did you pee on me? I just bought these clothes the day before yesterday, today is the first time I’m wearing them." Li Manman said with a mix of amusement and frustration.

The little one seemed to understand and burst into tears, Li Manman was startled and quickly apologized: "Don’t cry, don’t cry, godmother was wrong, godmother shouldn’t have been stern with you."

Fu Bin’s mother hurriedly walked over, smiling broadly, and took the child: "Our Little Nianci cried because her clothes got wet, look how scared your godmother is."

"I thought she understood what I was saying." Li Manman leaned over, taking tissues from the coffee table and wiping her clothes.

Fu Bin fetched the baby’s clothes from the wardrobe and deftly helped Little Nianci change.