"Yu You knows," Ye Shuang said, since Chen Qin had mentioned it earlier while the girl was right there.
"I see." Chen Hai was silent on the phone for a few seconds before suddenly asking, "Want to go grab a drink later?"
"Later?"
"I'll round up the others." By others, Chen Hai meant Chen Qin, Fugui, and a few close friends—the kind you could share your heart with. You didn't need many, just one or two.
"I'll ask around and get back to you. Aren't you supposed to be gaming?" Ye Shuang chuckled.
"Damn, forget it. Coming out for drinks."
"I'll check. Chen Qin definitely can't drink—at most, some juice for her."
After a brief chat, Ye Shuang returned to the dining table. Bai Yuyou was curiously eyeing Chen Qin's belly and even reached out a finger to gently poke it.
"Curious?" Chen Qin smiled when she saw Bai Yuyou's innocent, childlike expression.
"Yeah." Bai Yuyou nodded softly.
"You'll have one too someday." Chen Qin patted Bai Yuyou's head, then turned to Ye Shuang. "Ye, done talking to Chen Hai and the others? What did they say?"
"They're all pretty surprised," Ye Shuang replied. The truth was, he and Chen Qin had never used any precautions. Maybe it was because they hadn't conceived for so long that the sudden news of Chen Qin's pregnancy caught him off guard.
"Chen Hai said we should grab a drink later, but it's really just to chat," Ye Shuang continued. "You interested?"
"Sounds good," Chen Qin nodded. "I'll just have some juice."
"Alright, let's head out soon," Ye Shuang said with a smile, then turned to Bai Yuyou and Yezi. After a moment's thought, he asked, "What about you two? Want to come along?"
"I'll go," Bai Yuyou immediately nodded.
"Can Mommy stay with me?" Yezi suddenly raised a little hand and tugged at Bai Yuyou's arm.
Bai Yuyou tilted her head, her beautiful eyes blinking.
"Oh?"
"Mommy, can you stay and play games with Yezi at home?" Yezi's big eyes sparkled as she looked at Bai Yuyou.
"Alright..." Since Bai Yuyou didn't drink anyway and had only wanted to follow Ye Shuang, she thought it over for a few seconds after Yezi's request. In the end, she told Ye Shuang she wouldn't go.
"Probably for the best—Yuyou's had a long day," Ye Shuang said, recalling how she'd fallen asleep in the car. He reached out and pinched her cheek, then headed out the door with Chen Qin.
As the front door clicked shut, Bai Yuyou watched Ye Shuang leave. Sitting on a chair, she rested her face against the top of the backrest, her soft, fair cheek puffing out a bit like a jiggly piece of jelly.
Ye Shuang and Sister Chen Qin were going to have a baby...
The girl's eyes dropped, lost in thought. After zoning out for a good ten minutes, Bai Yuyou finally noticed Yezi sitting beside her, swinging her short legs. The look in her eyes carried a maturity that was hard to put into words.
"Yezi, what game do you want to play?" Bai Yuyou asked softly.
"Mommy, what were you thinking about just now?" Yezi said.
"I... I..." Bai Yuyou realized this wasn't a topic to discuss much with a child. She paused, then kept her usual expressionless face. "Nothing."
Seeing her shake her head, Yezi crossed her arms. "Mommy, do you want to have a baby with Daddy too?"
The unexpected question made Bai Yuyou glance at Yezi. Seeing her still looking innocent and carefree, she nodded. "Yeah. I want a baby—but not like you, Yezi."
"Not like me... You will have one, though." Yezi's eyes seemed a bit downcast. She understood that Yuyou meant a baby of her own, not one she'd "found." But in the end, her expression softened. "Mommy, don't rush it."
"Yeah." Bai Yuyou didn't fully understand, but she hummed in agreement.
For some reason, she felt Yezi was different today.
Like a little adult.
"Mommy."
"What?"
"Can I have a phone?" Yezi asked.
"A phone?" Bai Yuyou hadn't expected that. But it wasn't an issue at all—given her savings, buying a phone was nothing.
"Yezi, let's head downstairs. There's a phone shop," Bai Yuyou said.
"Really?" Yezi's eyes lit up.
"Really," Bai Yuyou nodded.
After deciding, Bai Yuyou changed into a simple outfit and took Yezi out.
They went to the mall near their complex, which had several authorized phone stores. Since it was still early, almost all of them were open.
"What phone do you want?" Bai Yuyou pointed at the clustered phone shops and asked.
"Anything works," Yezi said. "Even a secondhand one is fine, as long as it can get online."
"Oh..." Bai Yuyou didn't know much about phones. She stood at the edge with Yezi, staring at the shops for a good few minutes before finally snapping out of it.
"Does that phone store sell apples? Are they good to eat?"
"Mommy, they don't sell food."
"Oh."
"Mommy's a bit clueless."
"Ye Shuang says that all the time." In the end, Bai Yuyou led Yezi into an Apple Store. The simple reason? She thought the logo looked yummy and made her decision purely as a foodie.
"Hello, how can I help you?" a staff member approached, noticing the unlikely pair.
"Yezi, what model do you want?" Bai Yuyou asked, looking at the phones on display.
"Mommy, just a regular one is fine," Yezi said.
Mommy?
The staff member couldn't help but size them up. Bai Yuyou was strikingly pretty but clearly looked under twenty, while this girl seemed about seven or eight.
Huh.
Was the father behind bars or something?
While the staff member was lost in wild speculation, Yezi pointed at a phone on the display. "Excuse me, I'd like this iPhone Mini."
"Oh, sure," the staff member snapped back to reality.
"Such a small phone. It's cute," Bai Yuyou noticed the Mini and thought it would suit a child.
After a moment, Bai Yuyou suddenly said to Yezi, "Yezi, I'll teach you how to use a phone."
Her cowlick perked up, looking eager—like she wanted to pass on everything she'd learned from Ye Shuang.
Yezi scratched her head. "Uh..."

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ver to a world of cultivation and returned invincible. Modern medicine is child's play compared to elixirs; technological might crumbles before true cultivation. My name is Qin Ning, Earth's sole cultivator!

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.”