Chapter 453 Mission Completion Rate: 9
Chapter 453 Mission Completion Rate: 9
On the day Chu Yueyao gave birth, it rained lightly, just a light drizzle.
Lin Chen paced back and forth at the entrance of the delivery room, his shoes almost worn through.
Chu Yueyao's voice could be heard from inside from time to time, not very loudly, but suppressed and restrained.
Lin Chen felt a tightness in his chest as he listened.
Liu Ruyan carried Lin Nianjun over.
Over this period of time, Lin Nianjun has become familiar with Lin Chen. Whenever he sees Lin Chen, he grins and stretches out his chubby little hands to hug him.
Lin Chen had no interest in paying attention to him and waved his hand.
Liu Ruyan wasn't annoyed and stood aside waiting.
"Waaah—"
A cry came from inside.
The door opened, and the midwife came out carrying the swaddled baby, her face beaming with smiles:
"Congratulations, Your Highness! The young master and mother are safe and sound!"
Lin Chen took the child and glanced down at him—the child was wrinkled and had a flushed face.
Chu Yueyao lay on the bed, her face as white as paper, her sweat-dampened hair plastered to her face.
She looked at Lin Chen, a slight smile curving her lips: "Husband, what's the child's name?"
Lin Chen blurted out, "Lin Nianze."
Chu Yueyao's eyes reddened, and she softly hummed in agreement.
The weather was exceptionally fine on the day Murong Xuesheng was born.
The sun shines down from the sky, warm and inviting, making people feel lazy.
Su Xiaoxiao sat on the veranda, drinking porridge in small sips, glancing occasionally in the direction of Murong Xue's room.
She and Murong Xue are only a few days apart, and it seems like it will be soon too.
Murong Xue made a much bigger fuss than Chu Yueyao.
Unlike Chu Yueyao, she was not so tolerant; she would shout and yell when she felt like it, and her voice could be heard throughout the entire courtyard.
Lin Chen felt uneasy at being called out and paced back and forth in the courtyard.
Walk from east to west, and from west to east.
Lin Nian'er followed behind him, walking back and forth, her short legs moving incredibly fast.
"Father, what are you doing?"
Lin Chen ignored her.
"Father, why are you ignoring me?"
Lin Chen still ignored him.
"Father, don't you love me anymore?"
Lin Chen stopped and sighed helplessly, "I love you, I love you, stop fooling around."
Lin Nian'er was satisfied and continued to follow Lin Chen.
Another scream came from the delivery room. Lin Chen stopped in his tracks, and Lin Nian'er also paused.
They both looked at the door at the same time, then looked away and continued walking.
The door opened, and before the midwife could speak, Lin Chen asked, "Are mother and daughter safe?"
The midwife paused for a moment, then smiled: "Your Highness is truly brilliant! Young lady, mother and daughter are safe and sound!"
Lin Chen took his daughter; the little one was a size smaller than Lin Nianze.
But she was fair-skinned and clean-cut, and her features already showed traces of Murong Xue.
Murong Xue lay in bed, her face pale, but in good spirits. She smiled when she saw Lin Chen.
"Husband, our daughter looks like me."
Lin Chen nodded: "You look good."
Murong Xue laughed, then hissed as she pulled at her wound.
Lin Chen leaned closer: "Are you alright?"
Murong Xue shook her head.
Lin Chen kissed her forehead and looked down at his daughter: "Let's call her Lin Nianzhao."
Murong Xue read it aloud, her eyes reddening.
The rain stopped on the day Su Xiaoxiao was born.
The sky was still overcast, with low-hanging clouds obscuring the sun.
Su Xiaoxiao was the calmest of them all.
He didn't shout or yell; he pushed when the midwife told him to and stopped when she told him to.
Lin Chen stood at the door, listening to the midwife's voice and Su Xiaoxiao's calm breathing, and felt even more nervous.
Soon after, the midwife came out carrying the swaddled baby, her smile even brighter than the previous two times:
"Congratulations, Your Highness! Another young master has arrived!"
Lin Chen took his son and looked down at him.
This kid is chubby with a round face, just like Su Xiaoxiao.
Su Xiaoxiao leaned against the headboard, looking at Lin Chen and her son, a faint smile forced onto her pale face.
Lin Chen reached out and touched her forehead, smiling as he asked:
"Have you thought about naming the child, as I mentioned before?"
Su Xiaoxiao nodded. "How is Lin Niansu?"
Lin Chen thought for a moment and understood Su Xiaoxiao's intention, then smiled and nodded, "Okay, I'll listen to you."
In less than a week, the three children were born one after another.
Including Lin Nian'er, Lin Nianjun, Lin Nianbei, Lin Nianying, and Lin Nianjie.
Now, Lin Nianze, Lin Nianzhao, and Lin Niansu have been added to the family—eight children in total, big and small.
Lin Chen stood in the courtyard, surrounded by the sound of crying.
After one person cries, another cries; after that person cries, another cries, one after another, like a chorus, with rounds of singing.
He held his lower back and sighed.
"What's wrong?" Liu Ruyan walked over, holding Lin Nianjun in her arms.
"It's nothing," Lin Chen said. "I just feel—"
"What do you think?"
"I think I'll probably never get a full night's sleep in my life."
Liu Ruyan's lips curved into a smile: "Now you know how tough it is to be a father?"
Lin Chen looked at Lin Nianjun, who was grinning at him from the arms of Liu Ruyan.
He glanced again at Lin Nianbei, who was being held by Qin Shuyan in the distance, and then at Lin Nianying, who was gnawing on her fist in Xiao Yulou's arms.
"Eight now," Lin Chen said in a low voice.
"Yes, eight."
"Should I call it a day?"
Liu Ruyan glanced at Lin Chen: "What do you think?"
Lin Chen calculated that Wen Ruoxi would give birth in a little over a month, Zhao Mingyue in three months, and the Empress in half a year.
Lin Chen hasn't decided when to give children to Liu Shengxue, Lan Fenghuang, Yao Yao, Ling Bo, and other women.
As for Qing'er and her five daughters, Qin Xin and her four daughters, Da Shuang and Xiao Shuang, A Yue Piaopiao, Ba Tuo Mingzhu, Princess Loulan, and so on, Lin Chen has not yet planned to give them children.
Liu Ruyan interrupted Lin Chen's thoughts: "Alright, stop thinking about it. First, you need to appease these people in front of you."
Lin Chen looked down at Lin Nianjun in Liu Ruyan's arms.
The little guy just yawned, his mouth wide open, revealing his still-growing gums.
Lin Chen reached out and gently brushed his nose.
Lin Nianjun wrinkled his nose, sneezed, and sprayed Lin Chen's hand with saliva.
Lin Chen looked at the drool on his hand and casually wiped it on his clothes:
Let's talk about it later.
Liu Ruyan didn't reply, and walked away with Lin Nianjun in her arms.
After taking a couple of steps, he turned back to look at Lin Chen and said, "Come to my place tonight."
Lin Chen nodded.
The sound of crying came from afar again; it was unclear who was crying.
Then another one started crying, and soon a third joined in.
Lin Chen stood there and listened for a long time.
He turned around and walked towards the direction where the crying was loudest.
Behind her, maids carried hot water, diapers, and food, bustling in and out, their feet barely touching the ground.
The aroma of porridge and soup being cooked in the kitchen filled the entire yard.
Dongshan Villa is bustling with activity every day, just like during the Lunar New Year.
Lin Chen lifted the curtain and walked into the room, taking the crying Lin Nianbei from Qin Shuyan's arms.
The little one kicked his legs twice in Lin Chen's arms, sobbed a couple of times, and then stopped crying.
Qin Shuyan looked at Lin Chen and smiled slightly, "I only acknowledge you."
Lin Chen said smugly, "Of course."
Before he could finish speaking, Lin Nianying from the next room let out a howl, even louder than Lin Nianbei's earlier.
Lin Chen sighed, handed Lin Nianbei back to Qin Shuyan, and turned to walk next door.
He didn't have to work so hard, since he had a wet nurse and maids.
However, his past life's mindset prevented Lin Chen from being a hands-off father; his innate paternal love prevailed.
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