But this time going to Yang Zimo's place was different from last time.
The last time Qin Chuan had come to the capital alone from Hong Kong, he had traveled light. This time, however, it was different. If Qin Chuan was to go, he would have to bring his parents.
For something as big as Teacher Yang giving birth, Qin Shuren and Jiang Cuihua had to be there. The elderly couple had not been by Yang Zimo's side during her pregnancy and felt they owed her greatly. If they didn't go for the birth, it would be truly unacceptable.
Their consciences wouldn't allow it, even with valid reasons.
The entire family had to go. With them gone, only Li Ya would remain in the capital, though of course, there would be a confinement nanny.
Even so, Li Ya would likely feel a bit sad.
Qin Chuan was exceptionally touched at that moment. He hugged Li Ya's delicate body tightly, burying his head in the crook of her fair neck, and said affectionately, "Sister, thank you for your thoughtfulness and magnanimity. We'll return immediately after things stabilize in Hong Kong!"
This time, Li Ya didn't push Qin Chuan away. Instead, she let the man hold her, letting out a long sigh from the depths of her heart.
If there had been someone else to take her place, why would she have wanted to be like this? But there were no "ifs."
She had made peace with this long ago. After all, she had already learned to tolerate other women, so what else couldn't she tolerate?
The next day, Qin Chuan took his parents and flew to Hong Kong.
It was his parents' first time in Hong Kong. The entire journey, they were awestruck by the prosperous scene. Especially when the elderly couple arrived at Teacher Yang's large villa, their eyes simply couldn't take it all in.
The grand villa was situated on a mountainside, spanning three floors, all in European style. It was surrounded by lush greenery, with abundant flowers and plants. Stepping out meant an unobstructed sea view, the calm blue ocean stretching out majestically – a truly beautiful landscape.
"Son, how much did this villa cost?"
Jiang Cuihua couldn't help but ask.
"Not much. You don't need to worry about money matters. Just make sure you get accustomed to living here."
Qin Chuan smiled, not answering directly.
This large villa was slightly more expensive than the courtyard houses in Beijing, costing him a full eight million. Of course, the area was also larger.
Eight million in the year 2000 was no small sum. Only a wealthy person like him could afford it; an ordinary person would never dream of it in a lifetime.
Nowadays, Qin Chuan truly didn't care about money because the futures market had recently plummeted again, and he had profited handsomely there. He could buy dozens of such villas with his earnings.
At this moment, Qin Chuan's most pressing concern was the birth of his second son. No other matter could compare to this.
As Qin Chuan's family stood at the entrance of the villa, Yang Jingye and Chu Xiuying, Yang Zimo's parents, came out enthusiastically to greet them.
Following behind them was Yang Zimo, Teacher Yang, her belly greatly distended. Due to her pregnancy, she had gained a considerable amount of weight, her face round and plump, yet still as beautiful as ever.
When the two families met, they had endless things to talk about. It had to be said that Yang Zimo's parents, as true elites living in high society, possessed very high emotional intelligence.
There was a vast difference between Qin Chuan's parents and them, having grown up in completely different environments, almost extremes.
Whether it was their demeanor, their attire, or even their complexions, there were significant differences that made them easily distinguishable, even with the considerable changes Qin Chuan's parents had undergone in recent years.
Yet, Yang Jingye and Chu Xiuying were very warm and easygoing. Their conversation topics were very down-to-earth, gradually easing the initial tension and unease of Qin Shuren and Jiang Cuihua.
Qin Chuan also breathed a sigh of relief. He had genuinely worried that upon meeting, their parents might not get along due to differences in social class, leading to various problems.
Throughout history, people have often emphasized "matching in social status and family background," and not without reason. On the contrary, it made perfect sense.
When the gap between two parties is too vast, it's not just the children who have significant differences in their thinking and vision; their parents will also encounter various conflicts.
Whether it was in eating, drinking, sleeping, or even in how things were done, there were too many differences.
In the evening, Qin Chuan and his parents stayed on the ground floor, while Yang Zimo's family of three stayed on the second floor.
Three days later, Yang Zimo was admitted to the hospital!
Her due date had arrived!
Given the lesson from Li Ya's previous experience, and the fact that Hong Kong was quite far, Qin Yang's family and his second brother Qin Gang had already flown in beforehand.
This trip to Hong Kong also served as a vacation and an opportunity to broaden their horizons.
Additionally, their elder brother-in-law, Yang Conglong, had also rushed over from Beijing.
One evening, two days later, Yang Zimo began to feel abdominal pain. The doctor's examination revealed that her water had broken, and she was immediately wheeled into the delivery room.
Everyone stood anxiously in the corridor, waiting. Chu Xiuying's face turned pale with nervousness, her whole body trembling, and no one could comfort her.
Qin Chuan was also very nervous, but having gone through it once before, he remained relatively calm.
The wait was agonizing. After more than three hours, the sound of an infant's "wah-wah" cry suddenly echoed from the delivery room. The moment they heard this sound, everyone's taut hearts finally settled.
The delivery room door was pushed open, and a chief female physician emerged holding a newborn. Everyone rushed forward.
"Boss Qin, congratulations! It's a boy, weighing seven pounds and eight ounces!"
"Thank you! Thank you!! You've all worked hard!!"
Qin Chuan reached out and took the baby. After a glance, he handed the infant directly to his mother-in-law and asked the doctor, "Can I go in and see her?"
"I apologize, the patient fainted after giving birth. Our doctors are attending to her, but please rest assured, there will be no problems."
"This is all normal."
Hearing that Yang Zimo had fainted, everyone was startled, their faces paling. The joy that had just surfaced vanished instantly, replaced by immense anxiety.
About ten minutes later, Yang Zimo was wheeled out, still unconscious and on oxygen. Everyone stayed close by her bedside.
This situation continued until the next morning, when Yang Zimo slowly opened her eyes. She was extremely weak.
"Xiao Mo!!"
"Darling!!!"
Seeing Yang Zimo finally open her eyes, the long-waiting crowd excitedly surged forward, then quickly called for the doctor.
After a thorough examination, the doctor stated that everything was normal and she just needed to rest well. Everyone finally breathed a sigh of relief.
"Wife, look, this is our child!"
"Our son is very healthy!"
Qin Chuan held the baby from the crib and brought him to Yang Zimo, saying excitedly. Teacher Yang gazed intently at her child, a maternal glow in her eyes.
"Xiao Mo, here's a big red envelope from us, take it!"
"And mine too!"
"Mine!!"
Seeing Yang Zimo awake, Sister-in-law Wu Yanyan and Qin Gang each presented a thick red envelope. Elder brother-in-law Yang Conglong was no exception.
"Daughter-in-law, you've worked hard. This is a big red envelope from Mom!"
Jiang Cuihua also placed a thick red envelope on the bedside table, her brows filled with excitement.
Although it was another boy, how many grandmothers in the world could boast of receiving two grandsons in less than two months?
The entire hospital room was filled with laughter and joy...