h4Chapter 375: Chapter 401 Comforting Yang Hongying/h4

Watching Wang Guihua’s silhouette, she seemed quite dejected.

Sun Chan sighed, feeling helpless. Having a daughter could hit someone so hard? Aren’t you a woman yourself?

It’s likely that Wang Guihua won’t take care of the postpartum matters. Even if she did, Yang Hongying might not be willing; listening to those sarcastic remarks every day would suffocate her.

Before long, the nurse came out: "The family of Yang Hongying? Help with moving to the ward, please."

Sun Chan quickly agreed. Yang Hongying groggily watched Sun Chan approach, helping her onto another bed. She weakly asked, "Where’s Gu Juntao?"

"He went to buy something. You’ve worked hard," Sun Chan smiled, "Congrattions on bing a mother."

Yang Hongying gave a bitter smile, "It’s a daughter. I guess mother-inw won’t be happy."

Her face looked really unhealthy. Others usually gain a lot of weight during pregnancy, but she was almost like skin and bones. Her hair was even like dry grass; this pregnancy had been truly miserable.

Sun Chan originally wanted to deny it, but upon reflection, it can’t be hidden during postpartum; she sat beside Yang Hongying, holding her hand, and softlyforted her: "It’s you and Gu Juntao living this life together, and Gu Juntao really likes the child."

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"Yeah, such a small child is still in the sterile room. It’s all because I’m not a good mother; I don’t even have breast milk, and the child is going to suffer," Yang Hongying spoke, about to cry again.

She had cried a lot during the entire pregnancy; otherwise, the child wouldn’t have been born so frail.

Sun Chan quickly handed her a towel: "Don’t cry. How can you cry right after childbirth? People always say that mothers be stronger. You need to be very strong for your daughter. Otherwise, she won’t be happy."

Thinking of her poor daughter, Yang Hongying nodded forcefully: "I understand. I won’t let her be bullied."

"That’s right. Anyway, you don’t live together. Even if the grandma doesn’t like her, she still has a dad, uncles, a grandfather, and a great-grandfather who all love her. This girl is the first gem in the Gu Family. She will surely be cherished," Sun Chan said with a smile.

Yang Hongying hummed in agreement and felt that her words made sense, calming her mood.

When Gu Juntao returned, Yang Hongying had already calmed down and even wore a smile.

Seeing his wife awake, Gu Juntao excitedly put aside the things in his hands and hugged Yang Hongying tightly: "You’ve worked hard!" Then he held her face and kissed her feverishly.

"I’m fine," she said awkwardly. Sun Chan was still present.

Sun Chan pursed her lips and smiled, intending to leave. Before she left, she remembered the postpartum care: "I’ll inform Sister Guihua that we will take turns to look after you. Don’t worry."

"It’s nothing; I’ve already hired a nanny," Gu Juntao said with a frown. "I had considered beforehand that if it was a girl, my mom wouldn’t like it, so I prepared in advance. Now it’s actually being used. We don’t need her. Even if it were a son, I wouldn’t want her to take care of him. Her mind isn’t clear, and she always feels wronged by everyone. She won’t raise him well."

Yang Hongying lightly smacked her husband’s shoulder, saying it too bluntly. Fortunately, Sun Chan wasn’t an outsider.

Sun Chan smiled slightly. How to respond? Join Gu Juntao in criticizing his mother?

After a while, Sun Chan bid farewell.

"I better get going. I’ll bring some food and other things whenever I have time. A nanny isn’t family; I worry they won’t take care with carefulness. Also, Hongying, if there’s anything you want, just tell me. I’ll help you prepare it."

Yang Hongying nodded and was very grateful to Sun Chan.

Gu Juntao personally escorted her out: "Thank you so much, sister-inw."

"My brother and I aren’t married yet, so don’t call me that," Sun Chan felt a bit embarrassed, then reminded him to care about Yang Hongying’s feelings: "She’s upset because of your mom. Don’t let her think about the past. Taking care of physical needs isn’t enough; you have to be thoughtful of her feelings."

"Yeah, I understand."

Sun Chan then gave Gu Juntao one hundred yuan, what people from the countryside call ’nursing money,’ to celebrate the birth. She told him to buy some good form, and after a bit of hesitation, he epted it. He wasn’t well-off, with a small sry and a child to support, making life tight.

Gu Juntao stayed with her in the hospital for three days, then took his wife home.

Sun Chan visited almost two or three times a week when she wasn’t busy with studies, helping to wash diapers, cook meals, and clean. Sister Guihua asionally apanied her for chats, taking home dirty clothes, linens, duvet covers, washing them in a machine, and bringing them back.

With the nanny and Gu Juntao being quite diligent, Yang Hongying’s life after childbirth was quite good. By the time the postpartum period was over, she had be much more plump and fair, which made Gu Juntao very happy.

During this period, Wang Guihua visited twice, bringing chicken soup. She had probably been scolded by Gu Zishan, so she didn’t show her daughter-inw a sour face, looked at the child, and said kind words. But that was all she was willing to do; she wasn’t eager to help with postpartum care. Fortunately, Gu Juntao didn’t ask his mother to do anything, just treated her politely and saw her off harmoniously.

At the end of October, news came that Sun Chan’s design had won third prize at school. The prize was a very delicate notebook and a bonus of twenty yuan. Meanwhile, Wu Qiong got an excellent award, and her design was supposed to represent their school in apetition.

When she went to the factory, Yang Liu knew about it and was quite unhappy: "Your design has already been made intomodities and sold consistently, so why did it only win third prize? Wu Qiong isn’t necessarily more capable than you; I think it’s probably because of her father’s connections."

Sun Chan smiled: "Isn’t that good? I wasn’t expecting to gain much fame at school; I’m just focusing on doing my thing. This month, didn’t Han Dong’s factory have good profits? Our bonuses should be substantial too."

"You’re too good-natured!" Yang Liu was dissatisfied, feeling it was unfair, but Sun Chan didn’t mind.

Just then, Yang Zhen came in with a bag of fruit: "I bought some delicious food; everyone, have a taste. Tangerines are the best this time of year!"

Yang Zhen, after marriage, looked very elegant, and the ck cashmere coat made her look more gentle and graceful. Sun Chan thought, one can truly tell at a nce if someone is happy.

Everyone ate tangerines and looked at the designs, quickly forgetting the previous matter.

They were discussing lunch when someone entered the office.

Seeing the person, Sun Chan was taken aback; it was Bai Fann!

Her expression was particrly poor, storming over with anger, and Yang Zhen instinctively stood in front of Sun Chan.

This person had never gotten along with Sun Chan and came with hostility, so it was better to be cautious.