Chapter 32 A Kiss Goodbye to Mother! Joy!
Ye Chuyi didn't lie to him. She even posted a video promoting the celebration banquet on her social media account.
Many people crowded in front of her camera, their faces beaming with genuine smiles.
He has always been proud of her career progress, even eight years ago when she used a fake identity, a fake profession, and fake honors, he still celebrated for her.
He wanted to share in her glory, but he worried that if her colleagues saw him like this, wouldn't it embarrass her?
His belly was getting bigger and bigger, and no matter how loose his clothes were, they couldn't cover it up.
He called Ye Chuyi, but she still didn't answer.
Judging that their celebration party was about to end, Wei Sibei put the gifts he had bought into the car, stuffed a large teddy bear into the trunk, and drove to her building.
The entire T-building was brightly lit; he had never seen it with the lights off. He took a long stride, strode from the driver's seat to the back seat, and inside the car, he put on the mascot costume and the large bear head.
When we used to go to the amusement park together, she loved collecting all kinds of bears and would hug them tightly.
Moreover, the bear's belly could perfectly conceal his increasingly bloated waist and abdomen.
He stood on the street corner performing performance art, with roses arranged in cardboard boxes on the ground and several balloons in his hand, planning to surprise Ye Chuyi as soon as she turned onto this street.
"Damn it, why is it raining again?" Wei Sibei muttered as he dragged the cardboard box under the arcade.
A group of motorcycles weaved through the colonnade, their tires splashing water onto his trouser legs.
"You son of a bitch..." Wei Sibei was about to curse, but then he remembered that Ye Chuyi might appear at any time and she didn't like him swearing, so he swallowed it back.
He was in a good mood today. He glared at the motorcycle's taillights but didn't bother with them. Instead, he whistled softly.
"Mommy, Mommy, I want to take a picture with this bear."
Wei Sibei looked down following the clear, childlike voice and saw a little girl with pigtails and rabbit ears tugging at his trouser leg, looking up at him with her little face.
Wei Sibei was instantly charmed by her cuteness. He squatted down and used exaggerated body language to make her happy. The girl's mother took out her phone and gently snapped several pictures.
His abdomen felt somewhat compressed, and the child kicked him hard. Wei Sibei switched legs, kneeling on one knee, carefully adjusting his posture.
The girl hugged the bear's head and kissed it twice, then ran off contentedly.
As Wei Sibei watched her retreating figure, her beautiful princess dress swirling in the rain like a blooming flower, he couldn't help but wonder if his own daughter would be just as adorable.
Just as I was thinking this, I felt another kick in my stomach.
"Hiss—" Wei Sibei leaned against the pillar, the pink paw pads of the bear gently massaging to relieve the pain. "Why is it so strong?"
Just like Ye Chuyi, she kicks people without hesitation.
The girl walked to the street corner, pointed to the second floor across the street, and said, "Mommy, Mommy, that restaurant is so pretty!"
Wei Sibei followed her finger and looked in the direction indicated. Ye Chuyi's beautiful figure was clearly visible in front of the floor-to-ceiling glass window.
It was a luxurious and upscale restaurant, and Wei Sibei had brought her there before.
At this moment, there was only one man sitting opposite Ye Chuyi, who was attentively pouring her wine.
Wei Sibei had taken her to this spot before; it had the best view and was also a table for two.
Raindrops refracted iridescent colors on the neon signs, making her seem as if she were inside a crystal dome, creating two separate worlds of black and white for him.
Wei Sibei stared at the two people chatting intimately by the window from afar, his palms clenching. Wasn't he supposed to be celebrating with his colleagues? Wasn't he supposed to have something very important to do tonight and not be able to accompany him?
The distant clock tower struck ten, interrupting his thoughts.
He barely managed to suppress the urge to rush up and rescue the person, looking down at his swollen belly, where the bear's feet were no longer visible. It was stiflingly hot inside the mascot costume, and his clothes were already soaked with sweat. If he went in looking like this, the attendants at the door probably wouldn't let him in.
The rain suddenly intensified, slanting down on the roses, causing the petals to curl and the deep red to fade to a sickly purple.
Why didn't he stay home in this weather instead of coming out to suffer such embarrassment and humiliation?
Pedestrians without umbrellas hurried home. From the revolving door across the street, two people emerged, one after the other. The man first opened a large umbrella to shield the woman behind him, and the two walked towards the road, gesturing and talking animatedly.
Wei Sibei spotted Ye Chuyi at a glance. She was wearing a white wool coat, a black turtleneck sweater, and over-the-knee boots, with her smooth, flowing hair being gently blown by the wind.
She straightened her hair today, even her curly bangs stood up straight without a single strand out of place, long and straight black, like a goddess.
The cold wind seeped into her pores. The man handed her the umbrella, took off his plaid scarf, wrapped it around Ye Chuyi's neck, and thoughtfully brushed her hair back.
Ye Chuyi smiled and looked down: "Thank you, Zihan."
Zihan? Li Zihan?!
Wei Sibei suddenly remembered why this person looked so familiar.
Ye Chuyi's first love, the man who stole her first kiss.
No wonder she seemed a little dazed and absent-minded when she was with him.
A sharp, suffocating pain pierced my heart.
Li Zihan was dressed in an expensive suit, her watch was gleaming, and her hair was styled. She didn't look like a business elite, but rather had an artistic temperament.
Was 'zihan' from that game the same person that day?
She not only met her first love, but also used him to win over her rival.
She even taught herself games she wasn't interested in in order to please this person.
He himself even said that Ye Chuyi and this person were very similar and a good match...
Raindrops pelted the ground like silver arrows, and streams of water quickly gathered beneath the curb. Li Zihan carefully supported her arm, tilting the umbrella towards her, and helped her step across the streams to the foot of the arcade.
The two walked towards him, and Wei Sibei instinctively tried to avoid them, turning his back to them.
Ye Chuyi suddenly walked around to his side.
"Hello, Xiongxiong, can I take a picture with you?"
Wei Sibei peered through the hood at the blush on her cheeks; she seemed quite drunk.
Fortunately, he was hiding in this shell, so he didn't suffer a complete rout and utter defeat.
Li Zihan stood in the rain and picked up her phone.
Ye Chuyi affectionately linked arms with Xiong Xiong, placing one hand on his white belly hair.
Wei Sibei froze, afraid to move, desperately gasping for breath. He silently prayed that the baby inside him wouldn't kick him at this moment.
Ye Chuyi leaned against his shoulder and waved to the man in the rain: "Zihan, come a little closer, don't get wet."
Li Zihan smiled indulgently and said, "This distance looks good."
He tilted his phone to adjust the angle, and even lay down on the ground to take pictures of her.
Yes, Ye Chuyi is also a very skilled photographer. They used to be members of the photography club.
Li Zihan was satisfied with the photos and showed them to Ye Chuyi. Wei Sibei glanced at them, afraid that she would notice, and then turned his gaze back.
But then he thought that with the hood covering him, she probably wouldn't notice him, so he looked at her even more brazenly.
He admitted that Li Zihan is a very skilled photographer; the composition, background focus, and atmosphere are all top-notch. Ye Chuyi looks beautiful in his photos.
Unlike him, his photos are often blurry or the proportions of the people are off; in short, he can never capture Ye Chuyi's heart.
For this, Ye Chuyi used to beat him quite a few times.
Ye Chuyi had taught him, but he didn't study properly.
No matter how beautiful a photo is, it can't compare to the real person. With such a stunning beauty right beside you, who would want to look at a photo?
Seeing Ye Chuyi's satisfied expression and her repeated praise of Li Zihan, a bitter regret welled up in his heart.
Before leaving, Ye Chuyi touched the bear's fluffy nose: "Thank you, bear."
He's ridiculous. This man can have her all night, while he can only hide behind a hood and give her a few seconds of pleasure.
Li Zihan's voice was deep, magnetic, and extremely charming: "How much are these roses for you?" he asked Wei Sibei.
Wei Sibei bent down, picked up the cardboard box, and turned to leave.
“Hey, I said…” Li Zihan took two steps to catch up, but was stopped by Ye Chuyi.
"Never mind, those roses are a bit wilted, maybe they don't want to sell them anymore."
Li Zihan said with some regret, "Alright then, I'll take you next time. I'll take you home."
The two followed the direction the little girl had come from, crossed the road, and walked away.
Wei Sibei was staring blankly when suddenly five or six little boys darted out from behind him, chasing after the bear. When they saw the bear, they pulled its tail and hit its belly. One of the tall boys snatched the balloons from his hand and kicked them one by one into the rain. As the balloons rose into the air, they let out strange screams.
Wei Sibei was pushed so hard he spun around in one spot, staggering slightly. He said angrily, "Don't push me!"
The little boys got even more excited: "Hey? This bear can talk? Hahahaha—"
Wei Sibei lost his balance and fell straight down, scattering wilted roses all over the ground.
The little boys laughed and mocked him, seemingly having finally had their fill. They slapped him a few more times in the stomach, then ran away laughing.
A sharp pain and numbness shot through my buttocks, the pain radiating down my veins to my lower abdomen, and I broke out in a sweat from the pain.
Wei Sibei removed the hood, exhaling white mist from his mouth. He braced himself on the ground with his hands, panting heavily with his belly protruding, and dared not move for a moment.
The commotion reached Ye Chuyi's ears, who hadn't gone far. She looked over from under the edge of her umbrella and saw a person dressed in a bulky mascot costume running frantically in the opposite direction.
She stepped back and stood under Li Zihan's umbrella: "Thank you for treating me to dinner tonight. I just remembered there's a document I haven't sent yet; Director Zhang needs it urgently. You can go back now."
Wei Sibei ran through several streets and alleys, panting heavily, as the rain showed no sign of stopping.
He rested his hands on his knees, still catching his breath, when a bright white light shone from the car's headlights.
Wei Sibei squinted and looked around. Little K was sitting in the front of the car with a group of people, holding iron bars and short knives.
"Long time no see, Boss Wei." Little K stepped on the hood, twirling a butterfly knife between his fingers. "Have you become younger again?"
Wei Sibei threw the bear headgear he was holding onto the roadside: "You haven't gone to reincarnate yet? How about I give you a ride?"
Little K jumped off the hood of the car: "Tsk tsk, the boss is the boss, I could never imitate that mouth of his. But, you won't have a chance to speak for long. Do you have any last words?"
"Shouldn't I be asking you that?" The mascot costume was soaked through and felt unusually heavy.
Little K glanced at it, put his hands in his pockets, leaned forward, and said, "To be fair, boss, why don't you take off this t-shirt? Let's have a good fight, just like you taught me back then."
Wei Sibei was already in a fighting stance: "Enough talk, let's go!"
Little K suddenly threw a punch, simultaneously sweeping his lower body, but Wei Sibei, with one hand behind his back, easily dealt with it.
In the rain, the two flipped and twirled, unable to determine a winner for a time.
Little K licked the blood from the tip of his nose: "My fighting skills were all taught by the boss, so naturally every move is within your expectations." He jumped out of the fighting circle, "However, two fists can't beat four hands, not to mention, there are more than a dozen of us here."
As if her father wasn't satisfied, the baby in her belly kept kicking. Wei Sibei's face turned pale, and it was hard to tell whether the sweat or rain was on her face.
"If I had known you were this shameless, I would never have taught you."
Little K chuckled dismissively: "Boss, you're regretting it now? Too late. You think you're the boss? Even if you don't want to, I've still made a name for myself."
He was immediately punched on the bridge of his left nose.
Wei Sibei, slightly out of breath, said, "No one can call me 'brother' in front of me."
Little K wanted to keep provoking him: "I'm shameless? What did I do? I just fell for the same woman as you. It's all your fault. You shouldn't have introduced such a beautiful woman to the brothers. Do you think I'm the only one who had feelings for her? Aren't there plenty of people under you who covet her? Putting everything else aside, if you were to die, Xiao Ji would be the first to marry Chu Yi."
He got punched on the right bridge of his nose again.
"You dare call Chu Yi by her name!" Wei Sibei felt nauseous just thinking about that day.
Little K lay naked on the bed where he and Ye Chuyi had slept, his face covered with the silk scarf Ye Chuyi had used, inhaling her scent in a blissful state.
Seeing his perverted appearance, Wei Sibei wished he could tear him to pieces on the spot.
When he suddenly caught her, K screamed and jumped out of bed. She hurriedly pulled on her pants, feeling both ashamed and terrified, and knelt in front of him.
Originally, Wei Sibei's sudden return to the club that day was also intended to confront Xiao K. Xiao K had crossed his bottom line by actually gambling on underground boxing matches in the club, and with this incident, he absolutely could not let him stay.
Little K stared at the swollen nose and laughed heartily: "Boss, you will always be my boss. But! Ye Chuyi has never been yours alone. In the eight years you were gone, your little nephew Wei Bowen, He Muchen, and some big star... she was never short of men. Recently, she even reunited with her first love, Li Zihan."
Wei Sibei suddenly pressed his hand on the top of his head, his five fingers spread wide, veins bulging, and with a "crack", the other man's neck was twisted into a strange angle.
Little K yelled "Ah!" and shouted at his men, "Are you all dead? Get them!"
A dozen or so people rushed forward at once. The mascot costumes grew heavier and heavier, until they could barely lift their arms.
Wei Sibei regretted his boast earlier and refused to take off the cumbersome clothes first.
Who told him to be so concerned about his image? He had to grit his teeth and bear the consequences of his boastful words.
The bear paw pressed down on a person's face, and the water squeezed out of the sponge splashed all over that person's face.
The newcomers were all armed with short, sharp knives, and Wei Sibei gradually became exhausted.
There wasn't a single pedestrian on the street.
He was cornered against the wall.
Just as the thugs were about to swarm in, police sirens suddenly blared from the next street.
They were guilty, born with a fear of crime. The sirens grew closer and louder, rounding a bend, heading straight for them.
Little K got up from the ground and ran away. His men scattered like birds and beasts at the sight.
Wei Sibei clutched his stomach and slid down against a pillar.
The little brat inside was acting like a madman, making him restless and agitated.
He didn't see a police car, but instead heard the sound of high heels running up to him.
Red base, black leather, superior arched instep, white woolen overcoat.
That stinging feeling in his heart returned; he couldn't bear to see her now.
He struggled to his feet and strode quickly toward the crossroads.
Ye Chuyi quickly caught up with him, hugged him from behind, and pressed her cheek against his wet back.
Wei Sibei then realized that the siren was actually coming from her phone. It had a speaker covering it, which had even fooled him.
Ye Chuyi turned off her voice and yelled, "You're bleeding! Let me take a look! Do you want to bleed to death?"
Wei Sibei forcefully pried her fingers apart: "Yeah, wouldn't it be better if I died? Anyway, you've never really cared about us!"
Ye Chuyi glanced back and, without saying a word, dragged him towards the restaurant.
As she ran, she explained, "K and the others will probably realize it's not a real siren by now, so let's get out of here. I've called the police, they should be here soon."
Wei Sibei looked at the checkered scarf around her neck, pried her fingers open again, and a strange anger burned in his eyes: "What do you care about me? I'm going to fight them to the death today. This is not a place for you. You should be sitting in a high-end restaurant, sipping red wine and watching us fight."
She watched him silently, and sure enough, he saw Li Zihan.
He dressed like that, clearly preparing a surprise for her, but she...
My wet hair clung to my forehead, and the heavy rain made it hard to open my eyes.
Ye Chuyi suddenly grabbed his collar and pulled him in front of her. Wei Sibei desperately blocked her from getting closer: "What do you want to do? Your tricks don't work on me anymore. I don't believe you anymore."
Ye Chuyi suddenly stomped on his foot with her high heel. Wei Sibei winced in pain and leaned forward. Ye Chuyi wiped the water off her face, aimed at his lips, and bit him.
The chilling aura, accompanied by a murderous intent, drew ever closer.
Little K's group really did come full circle.
The two were locked in a passionate kiss when suddenly a flying knife shot towards Wei Sibei's lower back.
Ye Chuyi immediately pushed him away.
Wei Sibei suddenly turned his head to look at him, and Xiao K was instantly frightened by his intimidating gaze.
Wei Sibei slowly said, "Don't you know any rules? I haven't even given you a goodbye kiss yet."
He pulled Ye Chuyi into his arms again, placed his large paws on her lower back, and kissed her passionately, ignoring her struggles.
He showed no mercy, almost pouring all his strength into her. Ye Chuyi vaguely felt that he was saying a real goodbye to her.
After he finished, he walked towards Little K like a lone warrior.
"No!" Ye Chuyi grabbed him. She knew that the police would be able to reach them in no more than five minutes. As long as they could stall them, nothing would happen.
Wei Sibei pried her fingers open for the third time: "I'll handle my own affairs!"
A dozen or so people rushed forward.
Having been deceived once before, Little K included Ye Chuyi in her list this time as well.
Ye Chuyi lifted her high heels and kicked the two people in front of her with one foot each, instantly leaving two bloody holes in their white woolen coats, which were splattered with red plum blossoms.
Wei Sibei frowned and glanced at it: "How many times have I told you, don't wear white when you're fighting!"
"I'm happy!" Ye Chuyi said, enunciating each word clearly.
Wei Sibei: "Old what?"
"You're so embarrassed and angry!" Ye Chuyi delivered another flying kick.
As she landed, Xiao K suddenly stabbed her from behind with a knife. Wei Sibei tried to kick her away, but it was too late to dodge, as her tall figure blocked her way.
A sharp blade pierced his lower back.
The sound of sirens came from afar again.
Little K grinned maliciously, pulled out the knife, and stabbed it into Wei Sibei's body once again.
Wei Sibei gripped Xiao K's wrist tightly, preventing him from causing further harm. Ye Chuyi felt a burning pain in her chest, and in a fit of rage, she kicked Xiao K more than a dozen times until he lay motionless on the ground, but she still continued kicking him, not satisfied with that.
Police cars pulled up in front of them, and K and the others were taken away.
Ye Chuyi, holding Wei Sibei in her arms, shouted at them, "Where's the ambulance? Why hasn't the ambulance arrived yet?"
Wei Sibei's lips turned purplish-black. Just as he was about to speak, he coughed up blood, and a few drops of blood splattered onto her. He struggled to raise his hand to wipe it clean, but the more he wiped, the larger the area became.
He smiled sheepishly, "You've... gotten it dirty again. I... I'll buy you another one..."
Ye Chuyi held his head and tore off his mascot costume, revealing that his lower body was covered in blood.
He glanced at her once, then looked away, gazing at her intently: "If this child can be saved, cut it open; if not, throw it on my grave as a keepsake..."
"You're not allowed to die! Do you hear me!" Ye Chuyi yelled at him again.
“I’m dead. There’s one less bad guy in this world. Shouldn’t you be happy, cough cough cough?” Wei Sibei’s lips trembled, and Ye Chuyi hugged him even tighter.
"Wei Sibei! Your life is mine, and if you're going to die, you can only die by my hand!"
This time, however, Wei Sibei didn't even have the strength to respond.
He lost consciousness completely and was carried into an ambulance, while Ye Chuyi was stopped by others.
"Miss Ye, we need you to come back with us to make a statement."
Director Zhang was called out of his home in the middle of the night and paced back and forth in his office with a headache.
In their line of work, they inevitably have to deal with the police. He wanted to protect people, but he couldn't just rob them.
Ye Chuyi resisted desperately, insisting on going with the ambulance. If he hadn't stopped her, she probably would have been locked up with Xiao K and the others.
"Look at you, how could you not control your temper? At best, this was mutual fighting; at worst, it was excessive self-defense. That person was almost dead, and you were still kicking them while they were on the ground, you..."
In the square office, everyone except Ye Chuyi was standing.
The police officer politely asked, "Ms. Ye, could you please tell me what happened at the time...?"
She clenched her fists and pressed them against her knees: "My man is lying in the hospital, his life hanging in the balance, and we don't even know if he's about to give birth. If you waste any more time here, I'm going to blow this house up!"
"What?" Upon hearing this, Director Zhang lost all semblance of leadership composure: "What do you mean by 'giving birth'...giving birth'?"
Ye Chuyi looked at him like he was an idiot: "The literal meaning."
"When did you get married? How long is your brother-in-law pregnant?"
"Not married, and not long pregnant."
"What?" Director Zhang's jaw nearly dropped in astonishment.
"If you don't let me leave, I'm going to... rage!"
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