One Night Love: Huo Shao indulges in pampering

The nurse carried the baby girl out of Joe Bosi's ward.

She looked down and saw that the baby girl had become well-behaved after drinking the milk powder. She stopped crying and stared at her with her black eyes wide open. She couldn't help but sigh and said sympathetically, "Poor little baby, she is so cute. She will definitely be a beautiful girl when she grows up. It's a pity that she was born into the wrong womb."

In fact, many young couples nowadays like to have girls. If she is born into a family that likes girls, she will definitely be very happy.

The nurse held the baby girl and stood at the door of the ward. She couldn't help but feel a little worried: "Your mother treated you like this, I can't leave you with her, but there are no other family members around, what should I do with you?"

If her mother regrets it later and wants to look for her daughter, and tells others that her daughter was taken away without her consent, then she will never be able to clear herself of the guilt even if she jumps into the Yellow River.

If she went to see the head nurse, she would definitely scold her for meddling in other people's business.

Just when the nurse was so anxious that she didn't know what to do, she saw a young man and woman walking over here. They looked like they were coming to this ward. Her eyes suddenly lit up, and she stepped forward and asked anxiously, "Excuse me, are you here to see Mrs. Jobs?"

This child cannot be left in the care of Qiao Bosi. It would be best if we could find the family and let them make arrangements.

It was already very late, and the people who came were Mo Jinghui and Xiaoyun who had just got off work from the bar.

Mo Jinghui actually didn't want to come, but Xiaoyun was worried about the child and forced him to come.

When Xiaoyun saw the nurse wandering at the door with the child in her arms, her heart skipped a beat. She hurried forward and said with concern, "Yes, we are here to see her. It's so late. Where are you going with the child?"

It was late at night and everyone was asleep. The nurse holding the child outside was bound to arouse suspicion.

The nurse was afraid that they would misunderstand her, so she quickly said, "Don't get me wrong. Qiao Bosi has been emotionally unstable since her caesarean section. The baby was left unattended in the ward, and she kept crying, which made her irritable. She just kept shouting that if I didn't take the baby away, she would strangle her and throw her out the window. I had no choice but to take the baby out."

The mother is so emotional, she may be suffering from postpartum depression. How could she dare to hand the baby to her? If anything happens, she will be responsible.

Mo Jinghui was shocked and said in disbelief: "Did she really say that? She wanted to strangle her own daughter to death?"

Xiaoyun was also frightened: "No way, this is the child she gave birth to after ten months of pregnancy, how could she have the heart to do this?" Poor child, she was treated like this by her mother since she was born. She couldn't imagine how she would survive in the future.

The nurse nodded slightly and said, "I'm not lying to you. You are her friends, right? You'd better go and persuade her, or spend more time with her. I think she must be suffering from postpartum depression. Postpartum depression is very scary and can kill people at any time."

She works in a hospital and is responsible for taking care of pregnant women. She has seen too many different kinds of pregnant women, some who have broken up with their husbands, some who can't get along with their parents-in-law, and some who suffer from depression after giving birth. Not only are the pregnant women themselves in danger, but even the children with them are in danger.

Mo Jinghui looked at the baby in the nurse's arms. She just happened to look over and actually raised the corner of her mouth slightly towards him. Her angry heart seemed to be purified all of a sudden, and her whole heart melted.

This is his daughter. She looks small but very cute. She has black eyes and looks a lot like him. Her face is as pink and tender as tofu, so tender.

Xiaoyun looked at Mo Jinghui and saw a gentle smile on his face as he looked at the baby girl. She then said to the nurse, "Actually, he is the father of the child, but his relationship with the child's mother broke down and it is impossible for them to be together. Please hand the child over to us."

After all, this child is Mo Jinghui's biological daughter. Xiaoyun loves the child and does not have any prejudice against her just because the child is born to Qiao Bosi, whom she hates.

The nurse holding the child looked at Mo Jinghui in astonishment: "Are you the child's father?" What was going on? He didn't come when his wife gave birth, and after the child was born, he brought another woman with him. She suddenly understood why Qiao Bosi was so irritable. Any other woman would not be able to stand this.

Mo Jinghui felt her malicious gaze. In the past, he would have slapped her, but now his anger was extinguished by Xiaoyun. He nodded and said, "Yes, I am the father of the child."

His marriage to Qiao Bosi was a mistake, and separation was only a matter of time.

"Since you are my father's child, I'll leave this child to you." The nurse had a dark face, stuffed the child into his arms, then turned and left. She hated this kind of scumbag the most. She felt that it was a waste of her saliva to say one more word to him.

"Oh my God, this child is so soft, how can I hold her? I don't know how to hold a baby." Mo Jinghui held the soft baby and his whole body suddenly stiffened. A look of fear appeared on his face. He had never held such a small child before. She was so soft and seemed to have no bones. She looked so small and fragile. He was afraid of dropping her.

The baby was held in his arms, with his hazy eyes wide open, as if trying to see him clearly.

Seeing Mo Jinghui's panicked look, Xiaoyun was afraid that he might accidentally drop the child, so she quickly stepped forward, stretched out her hands to take the child and said, "You are so clumsy, it's easy to hurt her. Let me do it. I have helped others hold babies before, so I know how to hold them."

Although Mo Jinghui was afraid that he would accidentally hurt the child while holding her, they were father and daughter after all, and blood was thicker than water. He was inexplicably moved. When Xiaoyun took the child away, he felt a little disappointed. He looked at the child eagerly and said reluctantly, "How do I hold this little guy? Xiaoyun, please teach me."

"It's very simple. Look at me. I put the child's head in the crook of my arm, protect her head with my elbow, and then use my forearm and palm to support her back and waist. The other palm should support her little butt. This way, she can be well protected. You can try it."

Xiaoyun held the baby in her hand and gently placed her on Mo Jinghui's stiff arm. Then she patted his arm and said with a smile, "You need to relax. If you stay so tense, the baby will be uncomfortable."

His muscles were too tense and would hurt the child, making her uncomfortable. The child felt uncomfortable and pouted her lips, as if she was about to cry.

Mo Jinghui quickly relaxed his tense muscles, then rocked the baby gently, coaxing him softly, "Don't cry, little darling. I'm your daddy. I love you the most. Don't cry, little darling."

Xiaoyun looked at the father and daughter, frowned and said, "Jinghui, her mother is emotionally unstable now. What should we do with the child? She is still so young, it is better for her to stay with her mother." The two of them had to go to work, and they were working night shifts. It would be the middle of the night when they got home from get off work, so it was impossible for them to take her with them.

The baby seemed to be so comfortable being rocked by Mo Jinghui that he closed his eyes and slowly fell asleep.

Mo Jinghui looked up at the ward in front of him and said, "I'll go talk to the hermit crab. You hold the child first, in case she gets angry and throws things around. It would be bad if she hits my baby."

Xiaoyun reached out to take the child, and couldn't help laughing when she heard him calling him "little darling". Before Qiao Bosi was born, he hated the child so much that he said the child had nothing to do with him and he would never be responsible.

"Leave the child to me, you go in and talk to her, and be nicer. After all, she just risked her life to give birth to a daughter, and it wasn't easy for her." She had done a lot of bad things in the past, but she is in a weak position now, so she is indeed worthy of sympathy.

"I understand. I know what I'm doing. I'll go in." Mo Jinghui stood at the door, took a deep breath, then reached out to push the door open and walked in.

Ever since he and Qiao Bosi got married, they have never gotten along well and have only hurt each other. If it weren't for his daughter, he wouldn't want to see her at all.

Qiao Bosi had his back to the door. When he heard the footsteps, he immediately said loudly and angrily, "I said I don't want to see the child. If you put her here and make me annoyed, I will strangle her to death. You can do whatever you want to her. Don't bother me."

Her wound was in severe pain and her body was so weak that she didn't even have the strength to get up. She didn't want to see anyone at all.

Hearing that she was so cruel to her own child, Mo Jinghui was furious and said angrily, "Don't go too far. That's your child. You will call her mom when you grow up. You actually want to strangle her to death. You are still so vicious."

Even a tiger won't eat its own cubs, but she couldn't even tolerate her own daughter. It was really too much.

When Qiao Bosi heard that it was Mo Jinghui's voice, she immediately turned around and saw the angry man. She was angry and aggrieved, and almost couldn't hold back her tears. She said angrily: "How dare you come to see me? She is my child. I can do whatever I want to her. You have no right to interfere."

After he got her pregnant, he never cared about her or the baby in her belly. Now that she has gone through so much hardship and given birth to the child, what qualifications does he have to blame her?

Mo Jinghui clenched his fists and said angrily: "Who said I can't control it? I'm her biological father. Without me, could you have given birth to her?"

"It's so easy for you to be a ready-made father. Who was it who went through the hardship of carrying her for ten months? Who cut her belly and gave birth to her? You don't care about anything and now you pretend to be a loving father. Bah." Qiao Bosi's face was full of sarcasm and contempt.

Mo Jinghui really had never cared about the two of them, mother and daughter. He was speechless after hearing what she said. He pursed his lips and said, "You can do whatever you want if the child is not born yet, but since she was born, you should treat her well."

Qiao Bosi snorted coldly, endured the pain from his wound, and sneered, "When I was about to give birth, almost the entire Mo family came. When they knew I had given birth to a daughter, they ran away faster than ghosts. I was stabbed in the stomach and gave birth to a child, but there was no one to take care of me. My wound is still in severe pain. You asked me to take care of a poor ghost who can only cry. I really hope she will become a ghost. Being a ghost is better than being my daughter."

Mo Jinghui was originally feeling a little guilty after being scolded by her, but when he heard her say more and more outrageous things and even cursed his daughter, he almost couldn't control his temper. He clenched his fists, suppressed his anger, and said, "Okay, if you don't want to take care of the child, I will take her back to the Mo family and let my mother take care of her."

Qiao Bosi stared at him with an unpleasant expression: "I gave birth to the child. If you want to take her away, just take her away. Then what is the point of all the sacrifices I have made?"

Mo Jinghui took a deep breath, resisted the urge to get angry, and asked, "So what do you want?"

"The daughter I gave birth to is, after all, a descendant of your Mo family. If you give me 100 million, I will divorce you and give my daughter to you." She had endured so much humiliation and pain. Since she failed to gain a legitimate status, she would use money to compensate. This 100 million was just a drop in the bucket for their Mo family.

Mo Jinghui stared at her in shock: "Hermit Crab, are you crazy?" This child is her own child after all. Now she is treating her as a bargaining chip to exchange money. When the child grows up and knows about this, she will be so sad.

Qiao Bosi immediately said in a sharp voice: "You can give up everything in the Mo family for that bitch Xiaoyun. I worked so hard to give birth to a daughter for you, but you refused to give me even 100 million. You scumbag, don't forget that I am your legally married wife."

Mo Jinghui said angrily: "You are such a vicious mother. Don't say that I have no money now. Even if I have money, I won't give it to you." She is shameless and sells her daughter for fame and fortune. She can do it, but he can't.

"You don't have money?" Qiao Bosi immediately laughed as if she had heard a huge joke, "You own shares in the Mo Group, you don't have to worry about breaking your legs, how can you have no money?" Don't think that she doesn't know his background, she won't be fooled by him.

Mo Jinghui looked at her coldly and said unhappily: "Whether you believe it or not, I really have no money, and I don't hold any shares in the Mo Group. You are dreaming if you want to make a fortune from me." His shares had long been mortgaged to Mo Jingchen, and he had no money to redeem them, so the shares were equivalent to being sold to him.

Qiao Bosi was shocked: "What did you say? You don't hold shares in the Mo Group. How is this possible? Where did your shares go?"

"It's none of your business. You don't have money, but you have your life. If you don't want to take care of my daughter, I will take her back to the Mo family and let my mother take care of her." After Mo Jinghui said this, he was too lazy to talk nonsense with her and turned away.

Qiao Bosi looked at his back, a sinister smile gradually appeared on his face. Mo Jinghui's shares were gone, and Madam Cha was so worried about his future. If she knew, the Mo family would be in chaos. She had to find a way to find out where Mo Jinghui's shares had gone.