After she left her father and kept her son, President Pei lost control and knelt down.

Qiao Wan wiped away Xiao Bao's tears, feeling incredibly heartbroken. She glanced sideways at everyone in the room.

"If you want to cry, go outside. This ward needs to be quiet."

Pei Hansheng glanced down at the little girl in the pink princess dress and said towards the door, "Wu Lin, can't you hear me?"

Beibei threw a tantrum, clutching Pei Hansheng's pants and crying as she jumped around.

No, no, I want Uncle Pei to hold me.

Pei Hansheng remained unmoved and looked at Qiao Wan, who was holding a child with red eyes and remained silent.

It makes him seem like the kind of man who abandons his wife and children, plays around with women outside, and puts his illegitimate child in the open.

Aunt Liu watched for a while and didn't have a good impression of this woman named Zhao Zhao.

"What's wrong with you, woman? Did Miss Qiao ask you to take care of Young Master Xiaobao? Or can't Young Master Pei even afford someone to take care of the child? Everything was fine when I left the ward, how come it's all so chaotic as soon as you arrive?"

Zhao Zhao hugged her son and wiped away her tears: "It's all my fault. I meant well but did something wrong. I'm sorry."

"Your son hurts his hand, why aren't you treating the wound? What are you doing here? What kind of mother are you? Your child is suffering because of you!"

Aunt Liu picked up Jinjin, then picked up Beibei who was crying and wanting to be held, and carried Zhaozhao's two children out of the ward.

Zhao Zhao looked at Pei Hansheng in bewilderment: "Hansheng, you've always taken such good care of us, I don't know what to do now."

Pei Hansheng's tone remained concerned, but tinged with a hint of sternness: "You should learn how to be a mother. Their biological father is gone, and you should learn to be independent."

Zhao Zhao wiped away her tears and nodded, saying, "Han Sheng, you're right. I should learn from Qiao Wan. She's a single mother, but she takes very good care of Xiao Bao."

Pei Hansheng didn't say anything, but walked straight to the bedside, took the baby from Qiao Wan, and held it in his arms.

"Okay, stop crying. Your mommy can't take this much."

Little Bao wiped tears and snot on the man's clothes, feeling extremely wronged: "Mommy doesn't want me anymore. She's going out to have a carefree life and is going to have a baby with Daddy, so you're going to throw me away."

The man couldn't help but chuckle, pulled a tissue from the table, and used it to blow Xiaobao's nose.

He glanced at Zhao Zhao, who was still standing there.

"Don't listen to other people's nonsense. Even if we have a baby, we will still love you the most."

Xiao Bao looked at Zhao Zhao, feeling incredibly proud that someone was backing him up: "Daddy said he loves Xiao Bao the most."

Zhao Zhao's eyes darkened, her face full of desolation: "Han Sheng, you two look like a family of three. I'm just an outsider and I'm superfluous. I won't bother you any longer."

She ran out of the ward crying and sobbed in the corridor.

Pei Hansheng gave Wu Lin a look: "Go and take a look."

"Yes."

Wu Lin left and closed the door behind him. The ward became quiet, with only the family of three remaining.

Pei Hansheng touched Xiaobao's forehead; he had cried so much that he was sweating profusely.

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He wiped the sweat from Xiao Bao's forehead, picked up the thin blanket from the bed, and wrapped the little guy's body in it.

She didn't say anything, just held the baby and walked back and forth in the ward.

Qiao Wan's arms ached after holding the baby for a short while. The chubby body hanging on her body was a bit strenuous for her. At this moment, the little one was a tiny bundle in the man's broad arms, still a baby.

She was a little tired and rested by the hospital bed.

Pei Hansheng walked around a few times, and Xiao Bao fell asleep without crying or fussing, with tears still hanging from the corners of his eyes, looking pitiful.

The child was frightened by Zhao Zhao.

Pei Hansheng gently placed Xiaobao on the bed and asked Qiao Wan in a low voice, "Do you want to stay at the hospital with him or go home to rest?"

Qiao Wan lay down next to her son, feeling sleepy: "I'll stay right here."

Qiao Wan was so thin that even when she was holding her son in the small bed, it didn't feel crowded. Pei Hansheng looked at the scene in front of him and felt a surge of tenderness in his heart.

He took a thin blanket from the cabinet and covered Qiao Wan with it. He stood by her side for a while until the mother and son fell into a deep sleep before leaving the ward.

"Young Master Pei, Miss Zhao Zhao is waiting for you over there."

The subordinate pointed to the sofa area in the hall, where a slender figure sat alone.

Pei Hansheng didn't rush over. He lowered his eyes and patted the footprints on his white shirt. His cold gaze was particularly intimidating.

"Who told Zhaozhao about Xiaobao being hospitalized?"

Wu Lin swallowed hard: "I...I don't know."

Pei Hansheng raised his eyes: "You let her in?"

"Miss Zhao Zhao brought two children and prepared a meal for Young Master Bao; she meant well..."

Pei Hansheng frowned and raised his hand to indicate to Wu Lin that there was no need to explain: "Go and hand over your work to Leng Feng. A new person will take over your position tomorrow."

"Why? Young Master Pei, please give me another chance."

"I won't keep someone who can't keep their mouth shut around."

After giving his instructions, he went to find Zhaozhao.

"Has Jinjin's wound been treated?"

"Hmm." Zhao Zhao's eyes were swollen from crying, and I felt sorry for her, so I couldn't bring myself to say anything harsh. "The driver took the two children back to Xiushuiyuan. Hansheng, can we talk?"

Pei Hansheng handed her a handkerchief and sat down opposite her.

"Can."

Zhao Zhao clutched the handkerchief, sniffed it, and said, "I remember you always used that cool-toned perfume, but you've changed it. This one is citrusy, and very few men like that."

Pei Hansheng sat there calmly, his expression and tone indifferent: "The scent of citrus relieves morning sickness."

A look of surprise flashed across Zhao Zhao's eyes, but it disappeared in an instant.

He raised his eyes to look directly at Pei Hansheng, and smiled slightly.

"You're right, Hansheng. When I was working part-time at a perfume shop abroad, the perfumer said the same thing. At that time, something happened in my family, and I couldn't afford the tuition fees abroad. Even rent and living expenses were a problem. When I wasn't in class, I would go out to work. I had to work three jobs a day and often worked non-stop. Once, I was so tired that I fainted in front of a customer. The customer was a wealthy lady who kindly gave me a month's worth of food money."

When Zhao Zhao spoke of these past events, her face was shrouded in a calm and serene expression, yet tinged with a hint of heartache. The resilience that shone through her was truly moving.

Pei Hansheng raised an eyebrow: "How come I've never heard you mention this before?"

Zhao Zhao shook her head: "Compared to the hardships you've endured outside, they're nothing at all. These experiences are my precious treasures."

"Hansheng, you were born with a silver spoon in your mouth, and the hardships you endured were different from others. You set strict and high standards for yourself, determined to create your own career, break free from your parents' control, and prove your abilities. Facts have proven your success."

Pei Hansheng chuckled: "It's not as complicated as you think. The reason I'm working so hard is to keep myself busy."

Zhao Zhao asked curiously, "Getting busy?"

"When you're busy, you won't think about random things."

He lowered his eyes, a layer of sadness covering them, looking so sorrowful.

The years he spent abroad were the most depressed time of his life.

Ultimately, it's because of fear.

He was afraid of receiving calls from Qiao Wan, afraid that one day she would bring up divorce, so that he wouldn't show any inappropriate emotions in front of her.