MGASC -Chapter 184 Always Holding Her

Lin Tianyue pouted: “Didn’t I say I didn’t mind? Qiaoqiao, you’re getting more and more domineering.”

Zhang Ling repeated the baby’s name aloud: “Lin Shuxia… Xiaxia. I think it’s fine.”

Zhang Qiao: “Then it’s settled!”

She went over to poke her daughter’s little cheek. “Now our baby has a name—Xiaxia, little Xiaxia.”

Zhang Ling moved the baby slightly away: “Qiaoqiao, don’t touch her face too much, she’ll drool.”

Before long, Xiaxia got hungry again. Lin Tianyue personally prepared her milk formula, and after mixing it, he tested it on the back of his hand to make sure it wasn’t too hot for his daughter.

This time, Xiaxia drank fifty milliliters in one go, and as soon as she finished, she peed.

Everyone scrambled to change her diaper, and just as they finished, they suddenly heard two more little sounds—turns out the baby had pooped again.

Zhang Qiao couldn’t move, and even if she wanted to, Lin Tianyue wouldn’t let her.

So she watched as Lin Tianyue and the baby’s aunt fussed over her, wiping and cleaning—a whole busy routine.

The little one seemed thoroughly spoiled: bare-bottomed, kicking her tiny feet, occasionally smiling—she was the picture of a carefree little lady.

Even Zhang Ling said: “Our Xiaxia is lucky—dad dotes on her, mom loves her. Born with a golden spoon, she’ll be a little princess, luckier than her three older brothers.”

Lin Tianyue held his pampered daughter: “Of course! Xiaxia is the little princess of the family!”

Zhang Qiao pursed her lips. Lin Tianyue was showing such a contrast from his usual self.

Wasn’t he supposed to prefer sons?

Had he never seen a daughter before?

Always holding her… all the time…

After two rounds of formula, Zhang Qiao grew a little anxious. That night, when the doctor came to check on her, she asked when she would be able to produce milk. The doctor examined her and suggested finding an experienced elder to massage her.

She exchanged glances with Lin Tianyue. He thought for a moment: “How about I ask Aunt Liu to come tomorrow?”

Zhang Qiao could only nod.

Luckily, that night, both Zhang Ling and Lin Tianyue were there, taking turns caring for the baby, and she was able to get a good night’s sleep.

The next morning, Zhang Ling and Jin Quan went to Lin Tianyue’s residence to make breakfast.

As soon as they left, Lin Tianyue’s mother, Li Xiufen, arrived.

She carried a bag of eggs and two packs of brown sugar and went straight to Zhang Qiao’s hospital room. At this moment, the baby had just fallen asleep, and Lin Tianyue had gone outside to fetch water.

The room was quiet. When Li Xiufen entered and met Zhang Qiao’s gaze, Zhang Qiao froze for a moment.

“I heard you gave birth, so I came to see you.”

Li Xiufen, still holding her things, went over to the crib and looked at the sleeping child.

The baby was well taken care of, her little face fair and clean. Even with her eyes closed, her delicate features were obvious—long eyelashes, a cute little nose—simply adorable.

Li Xiufen then turned to look at Zhang Qiao.

Although a bit pale, Zhang Qiao looked clean and well-kept—no messiness, no postpartum dishevelment—her body perfectly plump, looking almost uncomfortably healthy.

Glancing around the spacious hospital room, Li Xiufen sneered: “Living alone in such a big room—you really know how to enjoy yourself. How much does this child weigh? She looks a bit small.”

Zhang Qiao hadn’t had much interaction with Li Xiufen, but she was in her confinement period—she wasn’t here to be scolded.

“Yes, the room’s nice, right? Tianyue insisted on it even though I said no. He buys only the best for everything—he dotes on our daughter too much.”

The moment Li Xiufen heard the word “daughter,” her expression changed: “You didn’t have a son?”

“Why do I have to have a son?”

“If you can’t give birth to a son, you sure have a lot of nerve… and the audacity to stay in such a good room!”

“Heh… Tianyue said he’s happier to have a daughter. What can we do? Our family just likes girls!”

Li Xiufen was fuming, having originally wanted to hold her grandson, she lost all interest.

“I’ve never met anyone so shameless!”

Huffing in anger, she turned to leave, but ran into her son coming back with water.

Seeing his mother, Lin Tianyue’s brows furrowed. He immediately checked on Zhang Qiao and the baby. Seeing both fine, he faced her with a cold expression: “Why are you here?”

“You had a baby. As a grandmother, I couldn’t not come see her. Now I see—I really came for nothing. A little girl, and you’re all so happy!”

Lin Tianyue knew his mother’s temper well and was already furious.

“Extra, am I? Our family doesn’t need extra, and we wouldn’t miss you if you weren’t here. Don’t come again if you can’t speak properly! My daughter doesn’t need a grandmother like you!”

Li Xiufen gripped her bag tightly: “You… what did you say?”

“I said, go deal with the Old Song family. This has nothing to do with you!”

Lin Tianyue shoved his mother aside without hesitation and slammed the door behind him with a bang, not caring if she was angry.

Zhang Qiao saw her daughter in the crib flinch, her little hand twitching.

“Tianyue, be gentle…”

Lin Tianyue realized he had slammed the door too hard.

“Sorry, sorry, Dad was wrong!”

He leaned over, soothingly patted his daughter’s tiny arm until she fell asleep again, and then withdrew his large hand.

Standing by the crib, head lowered, he looked like a scolded schoolboy.

He brushed the back of his fingers against Zhang Qiao’s face: “Honey, my mom didn’t upset you, did she?”

Zhang Qiao snorted: “Her? She doesn’t have that ability.”

Only then did Lin Tianyue relax, sitting beside Zhang Qiao and wrapping an arm around her: “We won’t bother with her anymore.”

After all, she was just a mother-in-law. Zhang Qiao, though disdainful of Li Xiufen, wasn’t foolish enough to diss her in front of her son.

She just nodded, resting her head on his shoulder sympathetically: “Tianyue, how did you survive your childhood?”

How did he survive?

Of course, by stumbling through it.

As the saying goes, “No expectations, no disappointments.” For so many years, he’d been out in the world, building from nothing, losing it again, enduring every hardship imaginable.

He had long since become accustomed to it—when you’re in the depths, you expect nothing. His heart had grown as hard as iron; no one could hurt him.

Zhang Qiao, in the depths, had pierced through thick clouds, letting a beam of light shine on him again.

He realized it wasn’t that he had no expectations—he simply hadn’t had the chance to see the other side of the world.

Luckily, now he had expectations—and they had arrived.

Now, she had given him a daughter, adding a new soft spot in his heart.

With this tender spot of happiness, there seemed even less reason to waste his days.

So when Lin Tianyue saw Zhang Qiao wake with a wary look, he panicked, afraid…

Because the scariest thing is when expectations disappear.

He tightened his arm around her shoulder, looking at Xiaxia in the crib: “Qiaoqiao, look how cute Xiaxia is. Our daughter will have a smooth, happy life—believe me?”

Zhang Qiao nodded: “Of course. If anyone dares to bully my daughter, I’ll fight them!”

Lin Tianyue laughed heartily, his heart brimming with overwhelming love.