Chapter 37 So what if I kicked him off the bed, my young master?
The muffled groan was like a piece of red-hot iron suddenly plunged into cold water—short, dull, and trembling.
His bulging veins on the back of his hand made the bed creak as he gripped it. Combined with his swaying waist and controlled heavy breathing, Ye Chuyi blushed a little in front of outsiders and her brother.
Ye Chucheng stood to the side, looking embarrassed, having just been thoroughly scolded by Ye Chuyi.
"Chu'er, I didn't mean to. I just had a drink yesterday and I don't remember anything." He glanced at Doctor Jianjie, feeling embarrassed to be lectured by his sister in front of her.
Ye Chuyi was furious: "Is he fit enough to drink alcohol right now? I was only gone for half an hour, and when I came back, you two were hugging each other so tightly I couldn't separate you!"
Ye Chucheng felt remorseful, but he really couldn't remember anything. He only remembered drinking a glass of wine and had no idea where the three empty bottles came from.
He has never even been in a relationship, and often laments that all the good fortune in the Ye family's love life seems to have fallen on Chu Yi alone. Therefore, he has no idea how difficult it is for a man to conceive.
Seeing that her brother-in-law was tall and strong, and that he had indeed been burning hot and his abdomen was twitching when he helped the doctor hold him down, she realized that he had also been through a lot.
You could feel it moving even through the blanket; its insides were already a complete mess.
Wei Sibei was still not fully conscious, like a wounded beast breathing hot air deep inside a cave. He was able to accurately grab Ye Chuyi's wrist, and whenever she moved, he would call out to her impatiently, begging her not to leave.
Ye Chuyi felt a pang of heartache, took off her shoes, sat on the edge of the bed, and hugged him tightly.
Wei Sibei fell silent, his lips pressed into a straight line. Only the throbbing veins in his neck and the bulging veins on his temples betrayed the torment his body was enduring.
Sweat, mingled with the salty, metallic scent of blood, dripped from his taut jawline. The cries of pain, crushed between his lips and teeth, eventually transformed into scorching breaths, reddening his earlobes and soaking his collar, yet they could not breach the dam built by willpower.
Jianjie raised his legs and used instruments to check his condition.
Wei Sibei's calf cramped up again. He kicked the bed hard, but the cramping force sent the pain down his leg to his abdomen.
Just then, someone grabbed his leg. Wei Sibei lost control and suddenly kicked to the side, followed by the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground, and then a series of sounds of glass shattering.
The warm jade in his arms also left, and Wei Sibei woke up with a start.
He wanted to reach out to her but couldn't bend down, so he only managed to grab a thin piece of her clothing, which revealed half of her exposed skin.
Upon realizing there were outsiders inside, he quickly let go.
Ye Chuyi quickly helped Jianjie up, saying repeatedly, "I'm so sorry, he just has this bad temper."
Jianjie picked up the broken thick lens from the ground, squinted at it for a while, and then recognized the person in front of her as Ye Chuyi.
She waved her hand, saying, "It's nothing, I've seen it all before," and then continued her examination with utmost professionalism and seriousness.
When he was not fully conscious, he tried his best to endure it, but once he regained consciousness, he would whimper and cry out in pain.
Upon closer inspection, it turned out the doctor was a woman, and she was even hiding her pregnant belly to avoid being touched.
Ye Chuyi had no choice but to kiss his sweaty forehead and put her arms around his shoulders to coax him: "Be good, let the doctor take a look, I'll feel at ease after he takes a look."
"Ugh—it hurts... Chu Yi, I feel so bad." She spoke haltingly, gasping for breath several times.
A gap appeared between the buttons of his shirt, revealing glimpses of his honey-colored skin. Ye Chuyi tried to unbutton it for him, unaware that her palms were sweating. He kept thrusting his abdomen forward, and she couldn't untie it for a moment.
With a "rip," Ye Chuyi tore the shirt open completely with her bare hands.
Ye Chucheng watched as he took another step back.
With her large belly reaching towards Ye Chuyi's hand, Jianjie had no choice but to let go and nod to her.
Ye Chuyi comforted her repeatedly, "I know you're in pain. I'll stay with you and let the doctor take a look, okay?"
He's a grown man; if a female doctor examines that area, does he even want to live?
However, he couldn't say it outright in front of others, so he just blushed. Ye Chuyi hadn't considered this at all, assuming he was just still under the influence of alcohol.
She was anxious, but Wei Sibei pressed his legs together and wouldn't let her touch him. Suddenly, Ye Chuyi put him on the bed and said, "Listen to me! If you keep making trouble, I won't talk to you anymore."
She scolded him again, and Wei Sibei lowered his eyes and hugged his stomach, no longer resisting the doctor's touch.
Jianjie stopped indulging him, forcefully bending his legs apart and pressing one hand against his stomach.
The baby's abdomen was soft and yielding, but with the simple and skillful manipulation, Wei Sibei couldn't help but groan, which made Ye Chucheng's heart pound with fear.
He stepped forward and nudged Ye Chuyi, whispering, "Hey, don't be so fierce. Your brother-in-law needs some human touch right now."
Ye Chuyi gave him a provocative look: "You think you know everything?"
That's why I know I can't spoil him; I have to get him examined by a doctor and take his medicine before I feel at ease.
Ye Chucheng clasped his hands together and retreated to his original position, not daring to speak.
Wei Sibei turned his head and buried his face in the pillow, biting his lip in silence, his dignity being crushed bit by bit.
The scent of her hair lingered on his pillow, giving him a sliver of peace of mind.
He felt like he was about to faint, but when he turned around, he saw the doctor pick up a needle. Wei Sibei asked hoarsely, "Doctor, do you have any anesthetic?"
Jianjie looked up at him and said, "If you can bear it, then bear it. Judging from your condition, it shouldn't be more than a few days. You can't rely too much on anesthesia."
It wasn't that he was afraid of the pain, it was just too embarrassing, and he didn't want to wake up at all.
Jianjie left an hour later.
Ye Chuyi held his exhausted body, her eyes brimming with heartache. Wei Sibei held her hand to his lips, whimpering, "I feel so bad, and you don't even comfort me."
Ye Chuyi glared at him: "Serves you right!"
She simply turned her back to him and ignored him: "You know you can't drink, yet you still drink. If you weren't this drunk, you wouldn't need to squeeze into my room. Wouldn't it be better to be lying in your comfortable bed?"
Wei Sibei tilted his head and kept rubbing his belly against her. Ye Chuyi was so nudged that she could hardly sit still, so she sat down on a chair.
"Oh, alright, alright, just pay attention to me." Wei Sibei shook her clothes. "Little Chuchu, Little Yiyi, Little Yeye?"
Ye Chuyi almost threw up her dinner from the night before.
"Look, look, if you want to laugh, just laugh. Don't hold it in." Seeing her calm expression, Wei Sibei knew she was no longer angry. He patted the inside and said, "Come on up."
The single bed was almost completely occupied by Wei Sibei when she lay down; if she wanted to get on, the two of them could only lie sideways.
"Squeeze in," he invited again.
Ye Chuyi lay down against his stomach, and Wei Sibei lifted her over with one hand: "Sleep on the inside, don't you always fall off?"
How did you know?
"Your brother told me."
Ye Chuyi gritted her teeth. She told him such trivial childhood anecdotes? She must be seriously ill.
Wei Sibei slowly lay down, cradling his stomach. Ye Chuyi rubbed his face, preventing him from sleeping: "No, you can't fall."
Wei Sibei slapped her hand away, "I'm not stupid."
In the middle of the night, Wei Sibei wanted to hug her. Ye Chuyi was half asleep and only felt a sweaty, sticky object, like a furnace, rubbing against her body.
She had moved to Wei Sibei's place a while ago, and the two of them slept in separate rooms. It had been so long since she had shared a bed with someone, so she was naturally not used to it. Her body was instinctively moving away from him when a leg pressed down heavily on her waist.
Ye Chuyi was impatient and kicked his leg, causing Wei Sibei to fall to the ground. His elbow slammed against the bedside table, immediately leaving a bruise.
His stomach slammed onto the bed with a loud thud, and Wei Sibei seemed to hold his breath in pain for a long time before recovering.
He had been feeling really bad these past few days. He didn't want to be looked down upon in front of Ye Chucheng, so he didn't even tell Ye Chuyi.
When he fell, he felt the baby arching upwards. He knew in his heart that it wouldn't happen, but he didn't know when it would start and was hoping it would come down.
Ye Chuyi was sleeping like a log and didn't wake up.
Not only did it not wake up, it also rolled over and took over his spot.
After a while, Wei Sibei, holding his stomach, slowly moved back to the bed, his face dark, and shoved her inside before lying down on his own.
A sharp pain shot through him as soon as he touched the edge of the bed. He pinched his stomach hard, but couldn't stop it.
He breathed a few times silently, not daring to make a sound for fear of waking Ye Chuyi. Feeling bloated, he lay on his back with half of his body hanging off the bed.
I didn't sleep well all night and woke up around 6 a.m.
Ye Chuyi woke up at 7 a.m., her biological clock punctual. As soon as she sat up, she found that Wei Sibei, with his back to her, also had his eyes open.
His lips were pale, and he clutched the quilt to his abdomen.
The quilt is sunken in the middle, with a clear dividing line between Chu and Han.
"Wei Sibei, are you awake?"
They still call me by my full name.
"Hmm." The response came without any emotion, drifting on and on.
She placed her hand on his forehead; his temperature had gone down. "Does your tummy hurt?"
"It's alright."
What does "okay" mean? Does it mean it hurts or it doesn't hurt?
Wei Sibei had his back to her the whole time, so Ye Chuyi kicked him twice: "Why aren't you looking at me?"
"I dare not look. Your stunning beauty is so captivating, I'm afraid I'll faint if I just glance at it."
Hearing his indifferent tone, tinged with sarcasm, Ye Chuyi crossed her arms: "Tell me, what's wrong now, my young master?"
Wei Sibei thrashed about like a fish, struggling to turn halfway around before panting for a moment, then staring at her with wide eyes.
Ye Chuyi pouted, then suddenly noticed a large bruise on his arm and pointed at it, asking, "How did this happen?"
"I was boxing against myself in my dream, and I beat myself up, okay?" Wei Sibei exhaled, his tone carrying a hint of judgment. "I'm asking you, last night I hugged you twice, and you kicked me twice, what does that mean?"
"Huh? Is that so?"
Ye Chuyi tried to recall carefully, but couldn't remember anything. This room seemed to have a magical power; every time she returned here to sleep, she would fall asleep as soon as her head hit the pillow, and she would sleep exceptionally soundly, never waking up halfway through the night.
She only remembered that she seemed to have a dream, with sandbags tied around her waist, and being forced by the instructor to do an extra set of training.
She said truthfully, "I just remember that something was too heavy, pressing on my waist and thighs, so I pushed it."
“That’s not a thing, it’s my leg!” Wei Sibei slapped his thigh twice.
"Oh!" Ye Chuyi raised her eyebrows, her tone softening slightly as she took the initiative to move it over and massage it. "Well, I wasn't wrong, it is quite heavy."
Wei Sibei put his hands behind his head and glanced at her: "When we were doing 'that,' when... I was completely on top of you, didn't you find it heavy?"
"That's enjoyment, how can you compare it?"
Wei Sibei's expression twitched, and his temples throbbed twice: "You mean you don't enjoy it when I hold you?"
"No, there's no air conditioning in this room, it's too hot to sleep right next to it." Ye Chuyi moved another bed over and continued massaging it. "Besides, this bed is small, it's hard to even turn over."
“Oh!” Wei Sibei raised his eyebrows in emulation. “So I’ve become a burden to you.”
"No!" Ye Chuyi felt that the more she explained, the worse it got.
Wei Sibei put his legs off her, propped himself up on the mattress and sat up, looking around: "Your bed is really small, it's so cramped."
"...Didn't you insist on sleeping here?"
"Ugh...uh..." His stomach started churning again, and he brushed away her hand that was trying to help him. "Ye Chuyi, what good will it do you to make me angry? You'll just be..."
He initially wanted to say "widow," but then he thought that, even if she were his legal wife, Ye Chuyi certainly wouldn't remain a widow for him.
He said, "Ye Chuyi, before you drive me crazy, go buy your daughter's toys today."
Ye Chuyi: "Hey, why do you always act like I'm the one who wronged you whenever you bully me?"
Wei Sibei revealed a subtle smile.
Yesterday's shirt was too wet to wear, but the suit was still fine. Ye Chuyi put together a simple white crew-neck T-shirt, a black suit, and comfortable sneakers for him—casual yet not stiff.
Wei Sibei didn't say anything, but before leaving, he looked in the mirror for a long time.
As soon as the two entered the center of the square, they attracted a lot of attention.
The man was handsome and the woman was beautiful, one was roguish and the other elegant, one was black and the other white, but what attracted the most attention was the man's bulging thong.
Wei Sibei noticed someone was watching him, so he silently pushed his belly forward, touching it with one hand and showing it off from all angles.
Ye Chuyi found it quite amusing; her expression was almost identical to Ye Chucheng's when he looked at antiques.
The pot calling the kettle black; when she got to the shelf of plush toys, she couldn't move.
Ye Chuyi first picked up an ice cream-shaped one, hugged it to her chest, and said in a pretentious manner, "Hey, it'll be so comfortable to sleep with this at night."
Wei Sibei, supporting his back, sat down to the side with a wide, sweeping motion: "Oh, so you like ice this much."
Wei Sibei stretched out his arm and took a bear about half a person's height from the third shelf in front of him.
The bear is pure white, with a bow on one ear and a big heart on its front.
Wei Sibei didn't even look at her, but shoved her into her arms, mumbling, "Don't you like bears?"
Ye Chuyi didn't answer: "That..."
"Hey, that thing, it's so cute, take it."
Ye Chuyi: "My ex-boyfriend bought the same one."
The bear's head was instantly deformed by his two large hands.
Wei Sibei shoved the bear back into its original place: "What kind of taste do you have? It's so ugly, you'd put it at home to ward off evil spirits."
Ye Chuyi emphasized, "You just said it was cute yourself."
"Who said it's cute? Get lost! What is this? Designed like this, is this supposed to be a bear?"
Ye Chuyi was unusually excited. She swung her arms back like a little sparrow, forming a V-shape, and jumped in front of him: "Are you jealous?"
"Who's jealous?" Wei Sibei suddenly stood up. "Let's go, let's stop looking."
Ye Chuyi stood motionless in front of him, looking up with a gloating smile.
"What? You domineering CEO, get out of the way."
Ye Chuyi pointed behind him: "The exit is over there."
As he reached the corner, he suddenly grabbed a Kapibal: "Are you buying this for your daughter or for yourself? This one is pretty, buy this one."
This thing has only become popular in the last few years, so it's unlikely that someone's ex-boyfriend gave them the same thing.
Ye Chuyi said matter-of-factly, "Why can't I buy it for myself?"
Wei Sibei cleared his throat and asked her in a low voice, "Look around, everyone here brings children. Is anyone here older than us on average?"
"So what? They can't buy what I want."
Ye Chuyi looked around to make sure no one was there, took two steps forward, and hugged him tightly from behind: "I want this human-shaped pillow, is that not allowed! I want to sleep with this tonight, is that not allowed!"
His shoelaces were almost tangled in knots on the ground. Wei Sibei's cheek muscles twitched slightly. After a long pause, he finally said, "That's more like it."
He suddenly turned around, trapping her between his arms and the shelf, and kissed her lips forcefully several times before stopping.
Ye Chuyi raised her hand and pointed upwards, mouthing, "Camera, it's not good to be caught on camera."
Wei Sibei released her, but wouldn't let her leave: "Is that...that bear still at your house?"
Ye Chuyi looked up and glanced at him sideways: "Just throw it away after we broke up."
"Oh," Wei Sibei replied calmly, bowing his head.
Ye Chuyi added, "Your nephew really knows how to manage money. He even picked it up from the trash can."
Now that you mention it, Wei Sibei does remember. He saw it in Wei Bowen's room. It was a dusty little bear with holes in it. Wei Bowen treated it like a treasure, covering it with a cover and treasuring it like a work of art.
Wei Sibei swayed slightly and snorted, "It's all your daughter's fault." Wei Sibei was somewhat uneasy.
"Why is everything blamed on my daughter?" Ye Chuyi said, her face showing displeasure. "Don't you act like a father?"
Wei Sibei sighed, "You're so biased towards her. I was afraid you wouldn't like her before, but now that you're so biased, I... I..."
"Are you jealous?" Ye Chuyi placed a pig on his stomach, rested her hands on the pig, and gazed at him.
Wei Sibei's ears turned slightly red, and he stopped talking.
Ye Chuyi took another penguin from the shelf, slipped her hand inside from behind, and skillfully controlled it with her five fingers. The penguin, with its feet turned outwards and its belly sticking out, proudly displayed itself to all sides.
Wei Sibei was so angry that he hit her with a bear paw: "You still laugh at me, Ye Chuyi, do you have any conscience?"
"Who told you to keep bringing up old grievances? Can't you let things go?"
Wei Sibei looked at her with a wry smile: "Go ahead and flip it over. Come to my place tonight, turn the air conditioning up to 10 degrees, and let's see if you'll snuggle into my arms."
The two bought almost the entire zoo and brought it back, carrying all the bags by themselves.
Wei Sibei felt a sudden chill on the back of his hand. He looked down and saw a bottle of mineral water with the cap facing him.
"What? Don't tell me you can tear a shirt with your bare hands but can't open a bottle cap?"
Ye Chuyi said matter-of-factly, blinking a few times, "I just can't open it."
Wei Sibei tossed a large bag of plush toys over his shoulder and raised an eyebrow: "What's wrong? Broken arm?"
Ye Chuyi gave up on him: "Fine, if you're not going to twist it, then forget it."
She took two steps in one direction at random, and said to a boy who was walking towards her, "Excuse me, I can't open this water bottle. Could you help me open it?"
The passerby glanced at her and immediately agreed, "Okay, okay."
Before unscrewing, he took out a napkin and wiped the area around the bottle cap clean.
After returning the unscrewed water bottle to her, the boy asked her again, "Miss, can we add each other on WeChat?"
"No!" Wei Sibei suddenly grabbed the passerby's hand holding the phone. "I'm her boyfriend."
A passerby looked him up and down, completely baffled: "She's your girlfriend, and you can't even open a bottle cap for her. You've been given a chance, but you're useless."
After saying that, she looked back at him several times, seemingly puzzled, before quickly leaving.
Wei Sibei held Ye Chuyi tightly and nodded: "You're really something."
"Who told you not to twist my hand? If you keep getting angry with me, see how I deal with you." Ye Chuyi tugged at his hand, and Wei Sibei automatically slowed down, keeping pace with her as they walked home.
Only after leading the person all the way to his home did Wei Sibei feel somewhat relieved.
None of the three main characters attended yesterday's celebration banquet. Ye Chuyi received a message from Director Zhang and started Li Zihan's live stream to control the comments section for him.
Wei Sibei, with the air conditioning on, ate potato chips, one leg draped over Ye Chuyi, the other swinging leisurely, his stomach resting between his legs, and asked, "Wait, I haven't asked you this before, how come your brother runs this kind of talent agency? Even you didn't know?"
Ye Chuyi glanced at him and continued sending gifts: "So what? Didn't you also start a sports brand company? I didn't even know. I thought you weren't doing so well and didn't have much money."
Wei Sibei handed her a potato chip, but Ye Chuyi wouldn't eat it, so he tilted his head back and threw it into his own mouth, scratching his head: "Hey, I didn't mean to hide it from you, we just haven't been talking about this topic yet."
He raised two fingers together and said, "Don't worry, the business of the boxing gym is absolutely legitimate. I've turned over a new leaf now. In order to be with you, I've been behaving properly with these brand companies and event preparations. Don't try to find any loopholes in my business."
He poked her with his elbow, but instead hit the bruise, and then rubbed it himself in boredom.
Ye Chuyi ignored him, but five minutes later, she suddenly looked up, her expression tense: "Wait, why are so many haters flooding in?"
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