Don't You Want Your Son?

Old Mistress Wang went in for some time before coming out. "Oh my, the baby is chubby and adorable, truly delightful."

"That's right. Both his parents are good-looking. The child must be as well."

At this moment, Feng'er was in the room, holding his child, smiling foolishly. His eyes were slightly red, with tears still lingering.

He arrived at the Qiao family when he was seven. Now, more than ten years have passed. Holding an important position in the court and with a child of his own, his wife was competent, giving birth to a son in the first attempt. The Jiang family's lineage was secured.

Before long, the Old Duchess and Duchess came out, all with slightly red eyes.

Outside, a circle of men sat because they couldn't enter the delivery room.

Qiao Mai looked at the Duke's family. "Since you're here, and it's getting dark, why not have dinner at my place before leaving?"