Chapter 31 Don't worry about progesterone, you're already pregnant. ...

And, they already know it's a girl?

Wei Sibei brought out a plate of food, and with a displeased look, he dragged her away again: "Hey, how can you look into someone else's bedroom when you're in their house?"

Feeling as if his heart had been exposed, he was somewhat embarrassed and annoyed: "I've prepared clothes and toiletries for you. You can go take a shower first."

Then he closed the kitchen door and refused to say another word.

Sure enough, the wardrobe was filled with women's clothing of various styles, all prepared according to her size.

In the bathroom, he still remembered the brands she used to frequent eight years ago.

They even prepared foundation and eyebrow pencil.

Ye Chuyi washed her face and tied her hair into a bun, making her look more homely.

My phone kept ringing.

When they came out again, Wei Sibei had already served all the dishes.

It was all her favorite food, a mix of meat and vegetables, plus a chicken soup.

She proactively scooped some chicken for Wei Sibei and put the chicken leg in his bowl.

"You eat too." Wei Sibei looked for another chicken leg for her, but couldn't find it anywhere. "Wait a minute, can this chicken hop on its own?"

Ye Chuyi smiled: "It's alright, you've eaten enough. You need to replenish your body now."

Wei Sibei frowned: "What supplements? Old... I don't believe in that whole prenatal care stuff. Look at my physique, do I need any supplements?"

Yes, she also felt that ever since she went home with him yesterday, he had been incredibly energetic, as if he had taken a super tonic.

The two remained silent, and Ye Chuyi quietly ate her rice.

Long eyelashes cast a shadow under his eyes, and the room was so quiet it was suffocating.

The two spoke at the same time. Wei Sibei: "Last night..."

Ye Chuyi: "Today I..."

Wei Sibei smiled and let her speak first. Ye Chuyi replied, "I've already... forgotten everything."

Hearing her say that, it seemed she didn't care, and I felt slightly relieved.

Ye Chuyi didn't continue, but Wei Sibei clearly understood what she meant.

She wanted to leave.

I followed him back last night because I was worried about him. Now that he's better, I can leave without worry.

She said she would take care of him until the baby was born, but she didn't say she would be a 24-hour nanny.

No one spoke again until the meal was finished, when Wei Sibei cleared away all the dishes, not letting her lift a finger.

The nausea in his stomach returned, so Wei Sibei put down the bowl in his hand, placed his hands on the porcelain table, and held his breath for a while.

Ye Chuyi could see clearly that he hadn't eaten much. She took a clean cloth, wiped the water off the bowl, and put it in the cupboard.

She had just stepped outside the kitchen door when Wei Sibei suddenly spoke up: "Ye Chuyi, why don't you just make do with me?"

Ye Chuyi, with her back to him, still spoke in that calm and unflappable tone: "You don't eat spicy food, but I can't live without it. We have different tastes."

"I can get used to spicy food too." He turned his back to her, cautiously trying to keep her there. He seemed to have long lost the impulse and emotion for love, carefully and cautiously weighing his feelings before giving.

Once he fell in love, his pride and his once tender heart were worn down and riddled with holes. He insisted on covering his fragile heart with a black cloth, afraid that no one would see it.

Ye Chuyi remained silent, not uttering a word.

That suffocating silence returned, but Ye Chuyi still didn't turn around: "Wei Sibei, I'm no longer of any use to you. I've given you everything I could."

“I don’t want anything.” He finally turned around, leaned against the table, looked around casually, and said nonchalantly, “Whatever you want, I will do everything I can to give you.”

"Ye Chuyi." He called out to her suddenly as he watched her walk away, "You can't leave here yet."

"Why?"

For the first time, Wei Sibei envied Wei Bowen's silver tongue. If she just showed weakness and pretended to be in pain or sick, she would definitely stay.

But he just couldn't do it.

"My mom is being discharged from the hospital tomorrow, you have to come with me to pick her up."

·

Within a week, he was admitted to and discharged from this hospital seven times.

Just as I reached the door of the ward, Wei Bowen suddenly came out from inside.

When Wei Bowen saw Wei Sibei and Ye Chuyi approaching side by side, his pupils contracted slightly, concealing a hint of barely perceptible disgust.

Wei Sibei was originally going to handle the discharge procedures, but when he thought about leaving the two of them here, and Wei Bowen not knowing what he would say to make Ye Chuyi waver, he ordered Ye Chuyi to do it.

Wei Bowen also had something to say to him, so the two went to the terrace.

"Uncle, it's been a long time since we've taken a walk and chatted like this." Wei Bowen handed him a cigarette.

Wei Sibei glanced at it and said calmly, "I've given it up."

Wei Bowen raised an eyebrow. His uncle used to be a chain smoker, but he quit just like that?

Was it for Ye Chuyi?

He chuckled mockingly, "Your uncle doesn't understand women."

Is this earnest look on her face meant to lecture him? Wei Sibei scoffed: "You talk like you know everything."

Wei Bowen rearranged his words: "Oh, to be precise, it's that they don't understand young women, especially those under thirty, who are already heartthrobs. They're so young, they have no shortage of high-quality men around them, they haven't had their fill of fun yet, how could they possibly be considered mature?"

Wei Sibei, with one hand in his pocket, leaned against the wall and said impatiently, "Just say what you want to say."

"You can keep the body, but not the heart." Wei Bowen deliberately emphasized the last word, "The feeling of living together is different now than it was eight years ago, isn't it?"

Wei Sibei sneered: "Your information network is quite impressive. At least one person's heart and soul remain, which is better than none at all."

"As you know, Ye Chuyi is very ambitious and always strives to be number one. The men she's dated have all been the most handsome and outstanding top performers in their respective fields. We're the same age and think similarly. There's a generation gap every three years, and two years is a chasm. You might not realize it now, but as time goes on, she won't be content to stay by your side."

"Yeah, why does she want to be with me?" Wei Sibei retorted sharply. "Not only is she with me, but she also takes care of me, cooks for me, washes my shoes, and sneaks into my room to kiss me in the middle of the night."

He didn't play by the rules, so Wei Bowen continued to plead earnestly: "Uncle, don't be angry with me. Ye Chuyi is not a woman we can handle. I just talked to Grandma, and she has always wanted you to get married as soon as possible and have a grandson. You're not getting any younger, and I really can't bear to see you suffer heartbreak. Time is precious."

"Don't worry about it, I'm already pregnant."

"What? Really?" Wei's mother's voice rang out from behind. The two of them turned around at the same time and saw Ye Chuyi and the caregiver supporting Wei's mother on either side, their expressions even more interesting than theirs.

Mother Wei's joyful gaze shifted to Ye Chuyi's lower abdomen, then she lovingly touched her face, not knowing how to praise her enough.

Ye Chuyi kept winking at Wei Sibei and exaggeratedly mouthing, "Say it, hurry up and say it yourself."

Wei Sibei remained motionless, as if he hadn't noticed anything.

Ye Chuyi smiled awkwardly: "Um, Auntie, you misheard. Si Bei said..."

"Oh dear, this girl is shy. It's alright, I've been through this before." She held Ye Chuyi's hand in her warm palm, fondling it with affection. "My leg is broken, but my hearing isn't gone. How many months has it been?"

Ye Chuyi thought to herself: Maybe... you should just choose to be selectively deaf?

Wei Sibei glanced at her, walked in front of her, pushed her aside, and helped his mother up: "It's almost four months, Mom, would you like to see the ultrasound image?"

Mother Wei beamed and took her son's arm, saying, "That's wonderful! That's wonderful! I've been waiting for this day for so long."

Wei Sibei and Wei Bowen raised their chins smugly, and the four of them took the elevator downstairs.

Mother Wei became more talkative: "Tomorrow, have Aunt Wang come to your place and make some more tonics."

Ye Chuyi stood with her hand on the elevator buttons, a forced smile on her face: "Isn't that unnecessary?"

"Use it!" Wei Sibei said decisively, raising his voice, "You can't hide."

Wei's mother immediately slapped him away: "You brat, why are you being so fierce to your wife? Chu Yi, come here."

She still wanted Ye Chuyi to support her, and Chuyi knew what was going on. She kept her distance from the old woman and always went along with what she said.

She knew that the old woman had poor memory, and probably still thought that the two of them lived together.

After happily driving Wei's mother home, Wei Sibei got into the car and gripped the steering wheel with his fingers.

“Um…” He glanced at Ye Chuyi out of the corner of his eye and saw that she was typing on her phone and not talking to him. He pouted and said, “I didn’t mean to be mean to you, it’s just… it’s just that my voice was a little loud.”

He didn't know why he felt inexplicably irritable. Perhaps it was because his impulsive actions last night had pushed her further away, or perhaps it was because Wei Bowen's words had repeatedly provoked him, or perhaps it was because her feigned indifference had left him helpless.

Ye Chuyi curiously raised her head and met his ingratiating gaze, and couldn't help but reach out to pat his head.

Wei Sibei's body stiffened, and she remained motionless as Wei Sibei touched her.

After touching her enough, Ye Chuyi smiled faintly and said, "It's okay, I know. It's probably just pregnancy hormones, right?"

Progesterone?

He was a grown man, and he never imagined he would be associated with that term in his life.

Wei Sibei's lips drooped slightly: "Just consider it helping me out. Deal with Aunt Wang tomorrow, and if you still want to leave, I won't stop you."

Ye Chuyi finally turned to look at him: "Then I have a condition."

She really doesn't want to suffer any loss.

Wei Sibei gave her a disapproving look: "What are the conditions?"

She handed him her phone sideways: "Help me play a game."

Wei Sibei looked at the interface in confusion; her account had been completely wiped out.

"It was arranged by Director Zhang; we can only win, we can't afford to lose." She clasped her hands in a fist and pleaded, "Please, please!"

Wei Sibei, having been patted on the back, gloated, "Tsk tsk tsk, even a top student has areas they're not good at, huh? Oh dear, how come you're so bad at this? Hahahaha..."

He laughed unrestrainedly, and if Ye Chuyi weren't focused on completing her mission, she would have loved to kick him out.

"Which one is your Director Zhang?" Wei Sibei's thumbs flew across the keys, working with ease.

Ye Chuyi shrugged: "Director Zhang doesn't play games either. He's a target, that nickname '1'."

Wei Sibei adjusted his seat back, casually crossed his legs, and rested his phone on his stomach. "I was wondering why. With your emotional intelligence, if you were playing games with your boss, you'd be competing head-to-head. If you lost too quickly, the other player would think you're not on the same level and it would quickly become boring, so they wouldn't invite you next time. Then you'd fake a mistake at a crucial moment, letting the other player win the game perfectly. How could you expect me to be a sure winner?"

Ye Chuyi's face darkened: "Is this how you see me, trying to curry favor with the boss?"

Wei Sibei quickly glanced at her, then immediately looked away: "We're talking about games, don't take it so seriously."

That '1' was really something, as he took turns vying for the first place.

"Who is this person?" Wei Sibei asked, then noticed the username in small print below the nickname. "zihan? That sounds familiar."

However, I can't think of anyone with that name right now, or perhaps it's too common and doesn't match up with a specific person.

Curious about the battle, Ye Chuyi unconsciously moved closer to him: "I don't know either."

While rapidly operating his computer, Wei Sibei commented on his opponent's nickname with great interest: "Generally speaking, those who are too lazy to come up with a screen name and just type '1' are often mysterious and unpredictable. In reality, they probably don't even post on social media. Hey, Ye Chuyi, doesn't that sound a lot like you? It suits you quite well."

She craned her neck to look at the screen, and saw that Wei Sibei had changed her nickname to '.', just to annoy him.

On one side of the leaderboard, '1' and a period alternated in rising, neck and neck. With only a few seconds left in the countdown, Wei Sibei won one more game and climbed to the top spot.

Having successfully completed his mission, Wei Sibei abruptly quits the game.

Ye Chuyi picked up her phone and saw that more than an hour had passed.

Immediately afterwards, a notification of an anomaly in the credit card information was sent.

The turnover is over a million!

Ye Chuyi wanted to swear, but the words wouldn't come out. She could only manage to say, "Damn it! Who told you to spend so much money on this?!"

So it's all about getting loot!

Liver pain...

Wei Sibei stretched, his stomach tucked in for a while: "As long as we win, that's fine. Let your bureau chief reimburse us."

As soon as he finished speaking, Director Zhang sent three thumbs-up emojis, followed by the message:

[I've got him! Meet him next Friday, there's a surprise!]

Ye Chuyi's face darkened; she wanted to destroy the world.

·

The weekend passed, and Ye Chuyi was busy all day long again.

Wei Sibei opened her message interface. Apart from the dinner picture she sent him last time, she hadn't replied to any messages.

She doesn't answer the phone. But she continues playing games without fail.

Wei Sibei glanced at her game account's activity time; it was two minutes ago.

She has a strong learning ability and probably grasped the essence of the game very quickly.

Why does the name 'zihan' sound so familiar?

Aside from accompanying him to a prenatal checkup once, he never saw her again.

The baby can already move, and I can interact with him through my belly.

Ye Chuyi always acted like a virtuous wife and loving mother in front of outsiders.

She affectionately touched his belly, watched the images with him, and repeatedly confirmed the details of care with the doctor, then compiled them into an Excel spreadsheet and sent it to him, copying Xiao Ji and Lao Si.

In the hospital corridor, they seemed no different from other new parents, but as soon as she left for a while, it was as if everything was reset to zero.

The fact that she can act like this shows that she knows what she should do. The more you know the correct answer, the more likely you are to hand in a zero on the test.

His body felt heavier and heavier, and lately he had only gone to the boxing gym to watch others train.

He took out his phone again and sent a message to "Old Wang": "[Three servings of braised pork rice, can you deliver them to the same address as last time in an hour?]"

Less than a minute later, Lao Wang replied: 【Sure, three servings?】

Yes, my mom is coming over today.

The other party is typing...

Wei Sibei waited five minutes, then sent another message: "Come downstairs, my car is downstairs."

Ye Chuyi walked behind the blinds and saw that Wei Sibei had just put down his phone and turned to look up.

Five minutes later, she was already sitting in the passenger seat.

"Why did Auntie suddenly decide to come?"

Wei Sibei said in a serious tone, "Why did you come to see your grandson?"

"Not really." Ye Chuyi pondered, "Do we still have rice at home? If not, we can buy some on the way."

Wei Sibei had already prepared the ingredients, but when she casually mentioned "at home," a thrilling glint flashed in his eyes, and he replied, "No, let's go to the market."

Ye Chuyi got out of the car and went straight to the target stall. The owners all knew her, and she was the one who took care of the thugs who collected protection money.

She wanted to take something, but the shopkeeper insisted on not taking any money. Ye Chuyi insisted on giving it to him, and after several polite exchanges, she looked up and saw Wei Sibei leisurely looking around, and even picking up a water gun from a toy stall and shooting a few times.

As Ye Chuyi walked over, Wei Sibei naturally took the rice bag from her hand, seemingly intending to continue shopping.

"Let's go, isn't Auntie waiting at home?"

Wei Sibei seemed not to hear, one hand in his pocket, walking forward stepping on the fallen leaves.

He had read that proposing while shopping at a supermarket greatly increases the success rate. In this everyday atmosphere, girls can easily develop the illusion that the person in front of them seems like someone they can continue living together in the same household.

If the experimental results prove this, wouldn't a farmers' market be more suitable than a supermarket?

Ye Chuyi checked the time several times and quickly caught up with him. Just as the two were side by side, Wei Sibei said in a low voice, "Even a marriage of convenience would be fine."

"What?" Ye Chuyi looked at his turned face. "What did you say? Speak louder."

Wei Sibei turned his face around, with a smug look on his face: "I didn't say anything, are you hallucinating?"

Ye Chuyi didn't dwell on it: "Is there anything else to buy? If not, let's go. I need to rush back to work tonight."

Wei Sibei, his leg trembling, said, "It's that excuse again. I don't believe it this time. A top employee like you needs to work overtime?"

Ye Chuyi said very seriously, "It's true, we're almost there. If it works out, we'll have a celebration banquet next Friday, and then we can relax a bit."

Next Friday... suddenly there seems to be something to look forward to.

On the way, Wei Sibei turned to pick up his mother.

Wei's mother was practically dragged out by him, yelling, "What are you doing? The TV series I'm watching is having its finale tonight, and it's about to start again. Why do we have to have dinner tonight?"

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Author's note: A real man doesn't need to worry about pregnancy [doge emoji]