Chapter 40 Do you still like me today? Combing my daughter's hair is so difficult...
His abdomen suddenly tightened, stretching out the shape of a womb. Wei Sibei lifted his waist hard, his abdomen stiffening. He cursed in pain, scratching his abdomen with his fingers, leaving red marks.
"Wei Sibei, don't...don't hurt him..."
The baby's head was pushed out forcefully, accompanied by blood and fluid, indicating that the uterine wall had likely ruptured.
"Ahhh—" Wei Sibei kicked his legs wildly in pain, ignoring the fetus still trapped inside, and rolled around in his belly. It took two or three doctors to come up and hold him down. They spread his legs and saw that the baby's shoulder had already emerged.
The doctor spoke very quickly, without looking up, and gently helped the baby out with both hands.
The daughter he had been talking about for so long was presented to him, and Wei Sibei, panting heavily, said, "They're all like this when they're first born, they'll grow out of it. Yours will be like this too, even uglier than mine..."
Ye Chuyi ignored him: "Who would say their own daughter is ugly?"
Wei Sibei mumbled, still half-asleep: "I want to ask you a question..."
"What?"
Do you still like me?
"What kind of question is that? Of course I like you." Ye Chuyi wiped away his sweat, afraid that he would catch a cold again after just recovering from the pain.
"Oh, oh..." He just wanted an answer and didn't want to delve any deeper.
Ye Chuyi never expected that this question would become a daily occurrence.
Wei Sibei always felt strong and healthy, so he didn't care much about pregnancy, let alone the idea that he needed to take good care of himself after giving birth. But the doctor said he was indeed severely depleted, and although he didn't feel it now, he would suffer even more when he got older.
So even though Ye Chuyi didn't think he was much older than her, she always used his age to put him down, saying that he wasn't the same as before and should stay in bed.
The two hadn't left their house for two or three weeks, but the buzz from their previous live stream was still going strong, and the general public was waiting for what would happen next. Before long, Wei Sibei saw "himself" on the screen.
The account's nickname is: Boxing King's Childcare Diary.
The uploader first posted a video to reassure everyone, saying that the thousands of people chasing her a few days ago were actually experiencing Braxton Hicks contractions, and she wasn't even close to giving birth yet. Her belly was very flat, not at all like before, and there were sharp edges on both sides, clearly indicating that she had stuffed a cheap pillow inside.
Moreover, her skin looked loose. Judging from her face, she should be in her early twenties, younger than him. But her overall energy and spirit were far inferior to Wei Sibei's.
This person wasn't actually pregnant, so there was no real childbirth process. Just a few days later, her belly was flat. Then she brought out a little girl, along with a tall woman.
The camera zoomed in on the red-soled high heels, then up to her fair legs, continuing down to her safety shorts under the skirt. Above that were her halter top, then red lips and curly hair.
"What is this? What is this?" Wei Sibei suddenly locked the screen.
"How dare someone impersonate you or me?" Ye Chuyi heard him say angrily as soon as she walked in, carrying the old hen soup her brother had stewed for her.
"When have you ever dressed so revealingly? And couldn't you find a better-looking actress for this role? Does my daughter look like that?"
Ye Chuyi fed him a spoonful: "Didn't you just say a while ago that your daughter was ugly, and that other people's daughters are just as ugly?"
"Well, I can say it myself, but no one else can. Besides, it only took a day or two to grow out, and now it looks so good."
Ye Chuyi took the phone and looked at it carefully. Actually, it wasn't entirely under their names; the person was called "Wei Sinan" and "Ye Chuer".
Wei Sibei called Xiao Ji and Lao Si in as well, and had them pass it around.
In the video, there are two other people behind Wei Sibei. One of them has a mole on his left cheek with a hair growing out of it, his mouth naturally turns to the right, and he walks with a sloppy gait.
The other person, who wore glasses, looked rather scholarly, but he always had to lift his glasses off his nose and squint to look at things.
The fourth brother pointed to his own nose and said to Wei Sibei, "Boss, is this what I look like?"
Xiao Ji also said, "Is this really me?"
A group of people danced in the live stream. Surprisingly, their fan count started to rise rapidly, and then they began selling products.
Ye Chuyi connected with a college student doing an internship to help farmers. After chatting for a few minutes, she exclaimed sourly, "I've never eaten sweet potatoes since I was a child. The coarse fibers in sweet potatoes are so irritating to the throat, how can I swallow them?"
Wei Sibei demonstrated a set of boxing techniques, and when he threw a punch, his wrist was pressed down as he went out.
Wei Sibei scoffed, "Aren't you afraid of breaking your wrist?"
Ye Chuyi quickly notified several colleagues and dragged Wei Sibei out of bed. Wei Sibei hurriedly grabbed a t-shirt and put it on: "Where are we going?"
"Expose the fakes!"
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Wei Sibei, Ye Chuyi, their daughter, Lao Si, and Xiao Ji were invited to check out a newly opened restaurant. The five of them were excitedly introducing the grilled skewers in front of them.
Wei Sibei watched the live stream the whole time in the car. His face was grim.
Ye Chuyi gently kicked his shin: "Why don't you do a live stream and just tell everyone that you really are real?"
Wei Sibei shook his head repeatedly: "I'm not opening one! I know now that there's no benefit to being famous. You're constantly being watched and people shipping you with other celebrities."
"What kind of CP are you shipping?" Ye Chuyi asked him innocently.
Wei Sibei knew that her mind wasn't on these things at all. She had been consumed with so much jealousy under the influence of pregnancy hormones, and just thinking about it made her blush.
He could only say dryly, "I won't do live streams anymore, I'll never do live streams again..."
Ye Chuyi rested her chin on her hand and leaned on his shoulder to watch together: "Actually, there's no harm in it. When you're boxing, you can show everyone your boxing gym or something. You also have your own sports brand. Since you've hired a spokesperson, doing a live stream isn't a bad thing. What's that saying again—I endorse myself."
Wei Sibei grabbed her hand and then touched her chin: "Hey? How about I register an account called 'Ye Chuyi's Husband' to ride your coattails? I think that would be a good idea."
"Neuropathy!"
The two joked and chatted all the way until they arrived at the address in the live broadcast room.
They deliberately dressed the same as the people in the live stream: leather jackets, black platform sneakers; long trench coats with curly hair, and red-soled high heels. The fourth brother even smeared a black ball on his face. Their daughter was still young and stayed at home, being looked after by Wei's mother and Aunt Wang.
As soon as the four of them entered, many people turned to look at them. All four had long legs and walked with a confident stride. Upon closer inspection, they looked remarkably similar to the people in the live stream, only with a more poised and confident demeanor.
After sitting down, Ye Chuyi said, "I want roasted sweet potatoes. I like eating things with lots of fiber."
Wei Sibei gestured to Xiao Ji, who had just raised her hand to call for a waiter when the live-streaming assistant yelled, "Can't you see we're live-streaming here? Why are you shouting so loudly?"
Xiao Ji said, "I didn't see it. What kind of live stream is this?"
The assistant crossed his arms and said, "The boxing champion and his beautiful wife."
Ye Chuyi and Wei Sibei both exclaimed "yue!" in unison.
"A wife who can't eat sweet potatoes, is that it?" Xiao Ji suppressed a laugh. "Is the boxing champion's physique that bad?"
Seeing a string of colons popping up in the comments section, Wei Sinan said to his assistant, "Stop making noise here, we can hear you!"
The assistant then realized why he had to agree with Xiao Ji and answer every question he asked.
Wei Sibei stood up: "Well, since you're the boxing champion, why don't you introduce your resume and the origin of your gold belt?"
The phrase "golden belt" was also broadcast live, and many people echoed it in the comments section, with many spamming the screen.
Ye Chuyi nudged Wei Sibei with her elbow: "Did you hire online trolls again?"
"These aren't haters, you know. Online trolls can do legitimate things too." He sounded a bit guilty, glancing around a few times before he saw Wei Sinan suddenly stand up, revealing the gold buckle on his belt.
The comments section was filled with shouts that it wasn't this gold belt.
"If it's not this gold belt, then what is it?"
Wei Sibei then asked, "Didn't you win a world championship before? Which year and which edition was it?"
Wei Sinan said, "Uh, I've won so many world championships, how could I possibly remember which year and which edition it was?"
Wei Sibei said, "It was in August five years ago, the 32nd event."
"Who are you? How could you possibly know more about my affairs than I do? Did you check the encyclopedia?" Wei Sinan instinctively tried to hide from the camera.
"Yes, I know to check the encyclopedia. Before you come out to swindle people next time, please be well prepared, okay? How could you not remember the year, month, and day of the honor you earned with your own blood and sweat?" Wei Sibei suddenly squeezed into the camera and waved his hand, "Hello everyone, I am Wei Sibei, whom you have not seen for a long time and who has already given birth."
The live stream chat suddenly stopped, and everyone's faces froze for a moment.
Wei Sibei frowned: "Is the network lagging? It started lagging as soon as I logged in?"
Then, colorful fireworks appeared on the screen, and various gifts appeared, dazzling the eye.
Hey sis, I told you, you can't let your whole demeanor change after having a baby!
I told them, "That person definitely wasn't you."
[The true god has arrived, let's send a flying kiss!]
Wei Sibei glanced at Ye Chuyi: "I said, you guys stop sending gifts for now, these are all for other people..."
Ye Chuyi quickly pulled him away.
Her colleagues had apprehended the four people impersonating them, as well as the children who had been lured in from who-knows-where. Ye Chuyi also took the opportunity to conduct a series of legal education sessions during the live stream, delivering them vividly and engagingly. Afterwards, she had this video edited out and uploaded to her personal account, completely shutting down Wei Sinan's account. The platform was also punished for its lax review process.
Wei Sibei, feeling great and in high spirits, asked Ye Chuyi on his way back, "Do you still like me today?"
Ye Chuyi flipped through the interrogation videos that were being sent back at the same time, and casually asked, "You like your mother?"
"Tsk," Wei Sibei pinched her shoulders in displeasure, "Answer properly."
Ye Chuyi turned her head and touched the corner of his lips: "I like you. I like you all the time today too!"
On the first day of the month, I gently touched his earlobe. I casually asked him, "Do you like me today too?" He replied, "Yes, I like you today too."
Once Wei Sibei had fully recovered, he couldn't wait to return to the boxing gym. His entire body felt like it was about to rust; he needed a good, satisfying fight.
Punches, dodges, strikes—the sounds of leather colliding with muscle reverberated throughout the arena via the ring ropes.
Her opponent staggered back, beads of sweat condensing into a mist under the spotlight. The roar from the audience grew louder and louder, but the girl wearing a light blue wristband remained focused, diligently learning each movement. Next month, she will be participating in an international competition.
His opponent swayed, gripping the ropes. Wei Sibei's left hook had grazed his ear, nearly shattering his defense. A tingling sensation ran through his jaw, and a sharp ringing filled his ears. He wondered if it was just his imagination, but Wei Sibei's pectoral muscles seemed even larger than before. His skin, however, had become a shade lighter from resting in bed.
Sweat rolled down the lines of his abdominal muscles, rising and falling slightly with Wei Sibei's breathing, like a lurking beast about to unleash earth-shattering power.
"Boss! We surrender!"
Wei Sibei, still seething with anger, said, "How can you admit defeat so easily? I've only been recovering for a month! You can't just go easy on me because I'm the boss. Who else can fight me?"
"I'm not just going easy on you, boss, please spare my life. My daughter is only three years old."
Mentioning this softened Wei Sibei's expression. Watching the KO on the big screen, he untied his bandages and strode off the ring. He still enjoyed the attention and applause. Reaching the second-floor stands, he checked his phone, but still no messages from her. Ye Chuyi had been away on a business trip for three weeks, then vanished without a trace. He didn't message her, and Ye Chuyi didn't message him either. The only time she did message him was when he lured her with photos of his daughter.
He was playing ball with his fourth brother when his daughter saw Wei Sibei come back and immediately clung to his arm like a koala.
Wei Sibei raised his arms a few times, making his daughter giggle. His biceps were full and firm, with the right side being more developed than the left, making his entire arm noticeably thicker.
It's all thanks to my daughter. Who told her to only like her right arm and not her left?
He tried to adjust it several times, but each time his daughter would only hang it on her right arm.
Wei Sibei looked at the fourth brother, whose face was bruised and swollen, with a strange expression: "What happened to you?"
The fourth brother knelt on one knee, clasped his hands in a fist salute: "Boss! The next boxing champion is a formidable young man, and his time is just around the corner!"
The day is waiting for——
It can be expected—
treat--
treat……
The last word also had a comical reverberation and echo.
"What do you mean?" Wei Sibei looked at him, his left eye bruised and his right lip cut. "Don't say my daughter beat you up. How old is she? What strength could she possibly have?"
The fourth brother agreed, stood up and thought for a moment: "Perhaps, there's some kind of magic in your gloves?"
This little girl is wearing such big gloves, with half of her arms buried inside, I don't know how she can swing them so powerfully.
Standing in the corner, hiding and afraid of being splattered with blood, Xiao Ji suddenly realized—this spirit was probably inherited from his sister-in-law.
Wei Sibei suddenly remembered the countless nights he had been kicked out of bed.
Her lower body strength is really strong. And look at our daughter's body proportions, she must have inherited Ye Chuyi's genes for fair skin, beautiful face, long legs, and the ability to kick someone flying with one kick.
They no longer need their boss to force them to praise his belly; the thing inside is the real deal. That's what truly deserves praise. Now, whenever Wei Sibei takes his daughter to the boxing gym, everyone gathers around to compliment her on her beauty and cuteness; the conversation never stops about her.
Except when discussing serious matters, everyone revolves around this little girl. Who can blame them when she's so likable?
But there's one thing: as much as they praise and beat them, playing with rich young ladies is a nightmare for them.
"Boss, when is your wife coming back? We really, really can't take care of her anymore." The brothers were wailing at Wei Sibei's house. "Boss, why don't you beat me up, or make me run 10,000 meters as punishment? That would be better than taking care of our daughter."
The fourth brother was almost in tears. Xiao Ji, cleaning up the mess, said, "Tell me, how come this little girl's body is so soft? We really don't know how to hold her, we're so afraid she'll fall or get hurt."
Wei Sibei looked at them with a puzzled expression: "Why are you so delicate? If you fall, just get up again. If you bump or bruise yourself, just rub it."
Seeing these men with their attitude that they were just looking out for themselves and that all they cared about was their children, Zhu Xiaohan couldn't stand it anymore.
Ye Chuyi was very farsighted in having her daughter recognize her as her godmother before going on her business trip; otherwise, she really felt that she wouldn't be able to see her daughter when she came back.
But Zhu Xiaohan still has to participate in the competition and can't rely on her every day. The fourth brother slumped to the ground and tapped his palms: "You know, if she's a man like us, then we can beat her up, beat her up, that's fine. But you know, in the boxing gym, besides Xiaohan, there aren't many women. We're a bunch of rough guys, we really don't know how to get along with such a sweet and soft creature."
They realized that their boss had had enough of them and was asking them to come and play with him.
Wei Sibei grabbed his hair and slapped his head a few times: "Ah, okay, you've worked hard, go back first. I'm taking her to the amusement park today. It's just taking care of a kid, how hard can it be? Really."
The fourth brother and his companions felt as if they had been granted a pardon and ran away in a flash.
Wei Sibei moved a stool over and started by giving his daughter a beautiful haircut. He had her sit in a chair facing a full-length mirror while he stood behind her and combed her hair.
The little girl's hair was fine, soft, and smooth. He had seen Ye Chuyi comb it several times, and Zhu Xiaohan had also combed it several times. It wasn't difficult at all.
I just don't know if my palm is bigger or my fingers are thicker, but I always feel like my hair can slip through my fingers.
Or maybe Mom just washed her granddaughter's hair yesterday, and it's too smooth? In short, she's very unruly.
When Ye Chuyi left, she actually taught him. He glanced at it twice and said he understood. Now, if she sends him the tutorial again, it's too late.
Like Ye Chuyi, her daughter has a small widow's peak on her forehead, which better shapes her face.
He then used the tip of a comb to draw a center line from the middle of his head to the roots, following the direction of the hairline. Then, imitating Ye Chuyi, he first tied up the left side of his hair with a hair tie, and then combed the right side smooth.
I was just about to tie my daughter's hair into a side ponytail above her ear when I took a look—why is the left side loose again?
Moreover, this girl is just like him when he was a child—a mischievous monkey who can't sit still at all.
With a slight movement of her head, she saw what was behind her head.
Wei Sibei's gaze sharpened as he met her eyes. Those eyes were exactly the same as Ye Chuyi's, conveying a sense of all-knowing insight, speechlessness, and mockery.
Wei Sibei chuckled sheepishly, "Is this seam really that difficult?"
It was symmetrical from top to bottom when it started parting, so why did it go off-center later? And it wasn't a straight line down; it formed a continuous Z-shape with several bends. He'd seen some girls deliberately make their partings like that, and it looked quite nice, but his parting lacked any clear edges; it looked like a centipede.
He felt deeply sorry for his daughter, so he redid the distribution for her. This process was repeated five or six times before it was finally done.
Wei Sibei was a thoughtful person and quickly figured out a pattern—when tying his hair, he had to tie it tightly, because if it wasn't tied tightly enough, the hair would loosen again before the first two steps were even finished.
He wanted to do what Ye Chuyi did: braid his daughter's hair into two buns, add two pretty bows, and dress her in a cute little dress and princess shoes. He figured that when the father and daughter went out, they'd definitely turn heads everywhere they went. He could then film a few short videos and upload them online, and their fan base would eventually surpass Ye Chuyi's.
The last time T was photographed running wildly through the streets with her curly hair and red trench coat, it caused quite a stir online. At that time, he was bedridden anyway, and had been watching her run on his phone for a week.
Let alone a bun, he spent 20 minutes adjusting even these pigtails to make them the same height on both sides. Just when he finally got them to look presentable in terms of thickness, height, and front and back, and was about to clip on a pink bow, his daughter yelled.
He had tightened it too much; the hair tie couldn't withstand any more pressure. So he changed to two yellow ribbons, intending to wrap them around the hair tie. But tying a hair tie is not the same as tying shoelaces; just like wearing a red scarf is not the same as wearing a tie.
The daughter couldn't sit still, so she stood up and kicked his abs with her little feet. Wei Sibei grinned at himself in the mirror, then suddenly collapsed dramatically to the ground. The daughter tumbled off the back of the chair and pounced on him, her body like a human carpet, kissing his stubble-covered chin.
The father and daughter burst into laughter, and the door clicked open, revealing a woman in red-soled high heels stepping in.
Ye Chuyi was dumbfounded when she saw the scene before her.
A while ago, Wei Sibei wanted to have a fashionable hairstyle like Li Zihan, and he was planning to grow his hair long and style it with bangs and a side part. But this girl never touched Ye Chuyi's long hair; she always grabbed his.
He was dragged around screaming, so he had no choice but to get a buzz cut, making him look like he had just been released from prison.
At this moment, two pale pink bows were trembling on either side of his buzz cut, making him look like a bulldog that had been forcibly dressed up.
"Hahahahahahahahaha..." Ye Chuyi laughed so hard she couldn't stand up straight, tears streaming down her face. She threw away her high heels and bag and rushed over to laugh with her daughter.
Wei Sibei couldn't laugh. Looking at the dark circles under her eyes, he knew she hadn't rested well again because of the project.
But seeing her laughing so happily, Wei Sibei tried to hold back, but eventually burst out laughing too.
Wei Sibei lay down beside her on the carpet, staring intently at her: "I want to ask you a question..."
"I like you!" Ye Chuyi even learned to answer first.
"Then I have one more question."
"What?"
Do you still love me today?
"Of course, I love you, I've always loved you."
"well!"
He was finally relieved, and holding her hand, he finally fell asleep from exhaustion.
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Author's Note: This world's main story is finished! If you have any requests for additional plot points, feel free to suggest them within 24 hours. If not, we'll move on to the next world—the third one in the synopsis, "Abandoned Dog" [Let me see][Sunglasses]
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