Chapter 874

The skies were already bright by the time Qiao Anhao was finally out of labor . Exhausted, she fell asleep while being wheeled back to the ward .

After ensuring that both the mother and baby were well, the people who had waited the entire night gradually started to leave .

Xu Jiamu was the last one to go . Before he left, he walked to the baby cot to take one last look at Little Rice Cake . The baby had just been fed and was fast asleep .

Little Rice Cake seemed to have sensed that someone was looking at him, he shook his tiny head lightly and even pouted before breaking into a faint smile .

Xu Jiamu was delighted by the gesture, a bright smile engulfing his face . Gradually, his expression turned slightly glazed .

He stared at Little Rice Cake for a long while before finally leaving with a heavy heart .

It had been snowing in Beijing since the previous night, turning the city into a winter wonderland .

Xu Jiamu reached for a cigarette from his pocket and lit it . Leaning against his car, he took a puff as the snow fell on him mercilessly,

Little Rice Cakes was born, he was now an uncle . . . He should be ecstatic, and he was . . . But somehow, the happiness seemed to be drowned out by sorrow .

As he stared at Little Rice Cake's innocent expression, he couldn't help but be reminded of the child that Song Xiangsi had aborted . . .

If that child was still alive, Song Xiangsi would be about eight months into the pregnancy . . . In just another month, the child would be born just like Little Rice Cake . . . At that time, they would be able to grow up together and he could bring the both of them to amusement parks . . .

As he thought of the endless possibilities, his eyes started to sting, turning red .

What was he thinking about? The child was dead and his dream woman had left . The both of them were now just as he had said that day – strangers .

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Qiao Anxia had informed Father and Mother Qiao early in the morning . When they found out that Qiao Anhao had went into labor the previous night, Mother Qiao personally cooked a pot of ginger soup before heading to the hospital .

That afternoon, Qiao Anxia, Zhao Meng, and Lu Jinnian's assistant came over again, staying till evening . After they left, peace settled in the ward . Qiao Anhao used the short gap after she finished feeding Little Rice Cake to snap a photo onto Weibo .

Soon, the photo leaked onto the internet and the news spread like wildfire, quickly gaining the most hits .

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In Seattle, it was currently 8 am in the morning .

The bright rays entered through tiny openings, spilling onto an European style bed, a single ray coincidentally covering Song Xiangsi's eyes . She frowned slightly, her long lashes trembling . She opened her eyes instinctively and reached out to shield them from the light before sitting up lazily .

Song Xiangsi reached for the iPad she had tossed at the side . The first notification that popped up was from Weibo: Lu Qiao couple Welcomes a Son .

Her lips moved slightly . When she clicked onto the notification, a photo showed up: A big hand holding onto a tiny one .

The big hand was slender and elegant, with the Heart of Eternity glistening on the ring finger .

Song Xiangsi skimmed through the article . When she learned that both the mother and child were healthy and well, her lips curled slightly . Yanking the blanket aside, she climbed down from the bed carefully . She still possessed a slender figure, even though her belly was protruding .