When Xia Weiyi woke up, it was already noon the next day. Her bedside was surrounded by people, including Ye Che, her mother, Qu Qingge, and Wen Zao.
Ye Che, seeing that Xia Weiyi had awoken, immediately held her up and fed her fish soup, mouthful by mouthful.
Xia Weiyi had a good appetite, drank a whole bowl, and only then did she feel full. She looked at Ye Che and asked, "Where's the baby?"
As soon as she finished speaking, Ye Family's Old Madam happily walked into the ward, holding her great-granddaughter, and handed her to Xia Weiyi.
Xia Weiyi, being a mother for the first time, looked at the tiny body that was so soft and so light. She trembled as she reached out her arms, but dared not take her.
Zhou Yun said softly, "Yiyi, this is your daughter, hold her."
"Can I really hold her, without her getting deformed?" Xia Weiyi replied.
Everyone couldn't help but chuckle at her response.
