The Heir is Here: Quiet Down, School Prince! - Chapter 850: I’m Not the Murderer (9)

Chapter 850: I’m Not the Murderer (9)

Translator: Henyee Translations  Editor: Henyee Translations

For a moment, the mood in the room was extremely depressed.

A nurse went out to fetch some equipment and was stopped by Sheng Yize. His eyes were bloodshot as he asked, “How is it going in there?”

The nurse said in a trembling voice, “The babies… the babies have been delivered, but they’re not crying…”

Not crying. Did that mean… they were stillborn?

There was a wild look in Sheng Yize’s eyes and he clenched his fists so hard that his knuckles cracked.

“Calm down! You have to calm down!” He Jiayu grabbed him by the arm and the two of them remained in some kind of deadlock. A long moment passed before a loud cry came from inside the operating room.

“Waa…”

Immediately after that, a slightly softer cry followed suit. The two babies then continued to cry like a duet.

To Sheng Yize, there were no voices more beautiful in the world.

Even he broke into tears at this and he kept asking He Jiayu in disbelief, “Is that my and Xiaxia’s babies?”

He Jiayu nodded. “That’s right. Congratulations! You’re a father now!”

“They’re a boy and a girl — a big brother and a baby sister!” More good news came out, and Sheng Yize rushed into the operating room despite the doctors trying to stop him.

The anesthetic hadn’t worn off yet and An Xiaxia was still sleeping. The two babies lay there, looking like a pair of little angels. The nurse had just cut their umbilical cords and they were actually holding hands.

Sheng Yize took An Xiaxia’s hands in his. “Xiaxia, we have our own children now.”

Our children.

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When An Xiaxia woke up, she felt like she was still dreaming.

Touching her belly, she asked nervously, “Where are the babies?”

Sheng Yize blinking and replied, “They’re still a little fragile and they’ve been put inside the incubators.”

“Do they have hemolytic disease?”

After a brief moment of silence, Sheng Yize nodded.

As expected…

“They’ve been given shots. The doctor said that there’s a good chance we can control it.” Sheng Yize forced a smile. “Don’t worry, Xiaxia.”

An Xiaxia smiled bitterly. She was their mother. How could she not worry?

“Hey, I haven’t told you yet, but we have a boy and a girl now. Have you thought about their nicknames yet?” Sheng Yize changed the subject and teased her. “I’m gonna spank you if you call them ‘Mary Grace’ and ‘Billy Bob’!”

An Xiaxia pursed her lips. “You don’t see the beauty in those names!”

“… And I don’t want to see it ever.”

Hearing that An Xiaxia had woken up, the family members outside rushed into the room to express their concerns.

Papa An said, “Xiaxia, what would you like to eat? I’ll cook you anything!”

From An Yibei, “Rest well and don’t think too much!”

Grandma Sheng cried, “Aww, little Xiaxia, you’ve been through so much! My poor child…”

Grandpa Sheng complained, “You old woman, stop pushing me away!”

Su Xiaomo shouted, “Xiaxia! You have such adorable babies, especially that boy! He’s my future son-in-law!”

“…”

Looking at all the familiar faces, An Xiaxia, who had been through hell, couldn’t help but be moved. She opened her mouth and tried to say something, but eventually, all those words turned into a smile.

“I’m fine. Please don’t worry.”

Sheng Yize helped her answer all the questions and changed the subject back to naming the babies.

They tapped open the Chinese dictionary app on the tablet and racked their brains for good names.

An Xiaxia tugged Sheng Yize’s sleeve. “Let’s leave the official names to Grandpa and the others… I know what nicknames we should give them!”

Sheng Yize stared at her, looking frightened. “… You’re not really thinking of ‘Mary Grace’ and ‘Billy Bob,’ are you?”