"Commander, a phone call." Secretary Song peeked his head in from the doorway, carefully interrupting the commander's blissful moment.
Cheng Yanzhi stood up and said to Xia Yunsheng, "I'm going to take a call."
"Okay." Xia Yunsheng sat by the crib, continuing to watch the two children; she could spend three hours every day just staring at them, feeling extraordinarily content even if she did nothing else.
Outside, Cheng Yanzhi took the call that Mrs. Cheng had made, her voice full of worry, "Has Xia Yunsheng brought the children back home?"
"Yes, they just came back this afternoon, after staying too long in the hospital."
Mrs. Cheng said, "How can prematurely born children be discharged so early? Your wife really isn't reliable at all."
Although Mrs. Cheng didn't dare hurt Xia Yunsheng anymore due to Cheng Yanzhi's attitude, she still couldn't help but pick on Xia Yunsheng from time to time.
