In the end, Ye Shuang still let Chen Hai go check on things. After all, the other woman had given birth to his child, an undeniable fact.
"Then I'll go take a look. My dad and the others have already gone ahead," Chen Hai said upon hearing Ye Shuang's words, as if gaining some support and a bit more confidence—you could even hear the sound of him starting his car over the phone.
Ye Shuang put down his phone and glanced at Chen Qin beside him. "So, shall we go take a look?"
"Mm," Chen Qin replied. Although she didn't like Zhou Min, she still felt she should go see her at a time like this, especially since their parents were already there.
Ye Shuang and Chen Qin tidied up briefly, then opened the windows to air out the room, as the scent was a bit too strong.
"Ah Ye."
"Hmm?"
"Your... all that came out..." Chen Qin's face flushed red. "I'm going to the bathroom."
Ye Shuang was momentarily stunned before he realized what Chen Qin was talking about.
He cleared his throat awkwardly and waited for her by the door. Honestly, he couldn't be blamed entirely; it was more that Chen Qin's... combat prowess was quite formidable.
After a while, the two drove to the hospital.
They met Chen Hai at the side entrance on the first floor.
He was standing by the door, squatting and smoking heavily, his furrowed brows looking like they could crush a fly.
"Why aren't you going in?" Ye Shuang asked.
"No need to go in anymore," Chen Hai's voice was hoarse. "The baby's gone."
Ye Shuang and Chen Qin exchanged a glance. "What did you say?" Ye Shuang asked hesitantly, as if doubting his own hearing.
"The baby's gone. It died," Chen Hai pinched the bridge of his nose. "Why did this happen..."
Ye Shuang and Chen Qin were both taken aback.
"Are you joking?" Chen Qin immediately said. "With today's medical standards, how could a baby die so easily?"
"Low probability events like that can still happen," Ye Shuang explained to Chen Qin.
"Where's Dad?"
"Talking with the doctor to understand the situation," Chen Hai said quietly, only to be kicked by Chen Qin. "Smoke, smoke, smoke yourself to death! What are you squatting here for? Get inside!"
When Ye Shuang and the others went in, they could hear Zhou Min wailing heartbreakingly from her bed, her cries echoing down the entire corridor.
Chen's Father and Chen's Mother were talking with a doctor.
"What's the situation?" Chen Qin stepped forward. Seeing it was his daughter, Chen's Father looked somewhat helpless. "The baby died shortly after birth."
"Truly pitiful," Chen's Mother also didn't know how to express her feelings. The prenatal checkups showed no problems, so why did the baby die right after being born?
Chen's Father then told Chen Hai to go take care of Zhou Min, while he continued discussing the next steps with the doctor. Having seen much of the world, Chen's Father naturally wouldn't make a scene with the doctor, but he would definitely investigate the cause of the child's death thoroughly.
"Ah Hai... sob sob..." Upon seeing Chen Hai, Zhou Min immediately hugged him and cried.
"Sigh." Seeing Zhou Min's haggard face, Chen Hai couldn't help but feel a pang of heartache. After all the hardship of the pregnancy, it was all gone in an instant.
It seemed the only thing to do now was to rest properly.
Her body must be very weak after just giving birth.
Ye Shuang and Chen Qin stayed for a while, but seeing there was little point in them remaining, they decided to leave.
"What a shame. The baby was innocent, right?" In the car, Chen Qin gazed out the window, lost in thought. She turned to Ye Shuang, "Ah Ye, why do babies die so young?"
"There are many reasons. For example, misuse of medication, underdeveloped organs, anencephaly, or failure to resuscitate due to respiratory failure... Although medical science has advanced greatly, it still can't guarantee every baby born will be healthy," Ye Shuang explained slowly.
He then asked, "Now that Zhou Min's child is gone, will she still stay with the Chen family?"
"Probably. Seeing how pitiful Zhou Min is, Mom and Dad will definitely let her stay at home," Chen Qin said. "After all, she did bear a child for our old Chen family, even though the child is gone now."
However, having Zhou Min stay at home would certainly cause issues for Chen Hai's wife.
For now, they could only take things one step at a time.
"Ah Ye, could our future child end up like this too?" Chen Qin touched her lower abdomen, suddenly feeling a bit worried.
"It's just a low-probability event. We should be fine."
"That's true," Chen Qin suddenly smiled playfully. "Do you prefer a boy or a girl?"
"A daughter."
"Why?"
"Boys are too mischievous, hard to manage," Ye Shuang laughed.
"It's okay. We'll have a little Ah Ye, the very obedient kind," Chen Qin said, giving Ye Shuang a light kiss on the cheek.
"Is that so?"
...
Several more peaceful days passed.
Early morning.
"New Year's Day is almost here. Another new year is about to begin," Ye Shuang thought to himself, looking at the calendar on his phone.
Though for Chinese people, the new year really starts with the Spring Festival.
"Ye Shuang, what are you looking at?" The long-haired girl beside him knelt on the sofa, her face practically resting on his shoulder as she peered at his phone screen.
"You get an extra day off for New Year's Day, right? It happens I can take a break that day too. How about we go out somewhere?"
Ye Shuang smiled and shook his phone slightly.
"Go out..." Bai Yuyou tilted her head in thought, then, like a caterpillar, wriggled and lay down directly on his lap.
Ye Shuang: "..."
"What are you doing?" Seeing the girl so languid first thing in the morning, Ye Shuang couldn't resist pinching her cheek.
"When thinking, lying down gives more inspiration," Bai Yuyou said expressionlessly.
She even flipped herself over.
She was wearing fluffy clothes today, and lying there like that, she resembled a snow-white Samoyed.
"Brother, do you want to go to a hot spring?" Keke, sitting at the dining table, suddenly raised her hand. "There's a newly opened natural hot spring place recently."
"Natural hot spring?" Ye Shuang heard this. "If it's a natural hot spring, can it be newly opened?"
Most likely just heated tap water, right?
"Not only can you soak in the hot spring, but there's also a food festival."
"Food festival." Bai Yuyou lifted her head.
"You perk up as soon as you hear about food," Ye Shuang laughed.
"Want to eat."
Seeing the two girls nodding eagerly, Ye Shuang thought about it. Going somewhere far away wasn't practical, as there would definitely be traffic jams during New Year's Day.
"Then let's go to the hot spring."
"Brother, are you going to invite Sister Chen Qin?" Tang Keke asked. "Let's invite more people."
"As for her, she flew abroad for business talks yesterday. She'll probably be on a business trip for a while," Ye Shuang said.
She had even drained him dry before leaving. Ye Shuang hadn't expected Chen Qin to be like a succubus, similar in both figure and temperament.
"Alright, let's have breakfast first. I'm going to the academy today too. Let's drive over."
"Okay."

e, Immortal Body, Transmigration, System, Progression Fantasy, Academy Setting, Third-Person Perspective. Alternate Title: Transmigrating into a High Martial World and Reading Live Comments. Bad news: I transmigrated. This is a terrifying high-martial world, and my original, pathetically weak body fell into a coma and never woke up. Good news: I got a Popularity Points system upon arrival. I can see live comments and even create an unkillable alternate identity. Starting out, the alternate identity has all stats at 1. The system tells me that to grow stronger, I must participate in the plot, gain popularity points to allocate stats and grow stronger, and ultimately awaken my original body. And so, carrying my original body on my back, I officially entered Huaqing Academy, where the story's protagonist resides. From that moment on, Chen Guan kicked the original plot to pieces. Live Comments: [Doesn't anyone find this mysterious coffin guy creepy? He can summon indescribable grey misty hands.] [Is this guy a hero or a villain? What kind of onion became a spirit?] [By the way, does anyone know who's in the coffin? Shouldn't the debt for saving his life be repaid by now?] [According to unofficial histories, the person in the coffin was Chen Guan's first love. Their love was once passionate and earth-shattering, but they were separated by life and death due to worldly circumstances. What a star-crossed pair.] ... Years later, the world knew of a demon god born from a coffin, shrouded in grey mist, impossible to gaze upon directly. His foremost divine emissary often wielded a scythe, reaping lives like the god of death. As war approached, facing former friends and a boundless sea of enemies, Chen Guan merely raised his scythe. "Would you like to dance as well?"

transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”

lan, the Luo family, tracked him down - along with the babies in their arms. Mo Xuan stared pensively at the paternity test results from over a dozen top institutions, both domestic and international, showing a 99.99% match between himself and the two baby girls. At 23, Mo Xuan, a doctoral student, had become the father of two three-year-old children. The kicker? The mothers weren't even the same person! He gradually realized he was being lured step by step into an elaborate trap designed by these two yandere sisters. "Be good, little Xuan. Sister's life belongs to you entirely." "Brother, if you try to run away, I'll have no choice but to tie you up." Mo Xuan: "Do whatever you want, ladies. I give up."

pression Bureau] Transported to a fantasy world overrun by demons and monsters, Gu Qingfeng becomes a jailer in the Demon Suppression Prison of the Great Yan Dynasty's Demon Suppression Bureau. From this point on, bizarre cases frequently occur in the Demon Suppression Prison, once known as hell on earth and infamous for its gloomy, terrifying atmosphere! Why do the demons and monsters in the prison wail miserably every night? Why has the corpse demon, capable of transforming into various beauties, donned black stockings and switched careers to become a foot massage therapist? Why has the eye demon, expert in soul-snatching and illusions, turned into a VR headset? Why is the fox spirit performing otaku dances? Are all these occurrences a twisted expression of demonic nature, or a descent into moral depravity? After peeling away layer upon layer of mystery, all clues ultimately point to a jailer named Gu Qingfeng. Gu Qingfeng: "Hehehe... My dear demons and monsters, whose card shall we flip today?"