After they got back into the car, Tang Keke seemed to finally relax. She immediately slumped into a lazy, boneless sprawl.
“Wow, we got chewed out for ages just now. Good thing you came, Brother. We were practically held hostage there for half an hour.”
“Aren’t you the parent? Why do you look like a student who’s been caught doing something wrong?” Ye Shuang couldn’t help laughing.
Keke had come there in her capacity as a parent, yet the two of them had ended up sitting there being lectured, their heads bowed like a pair of bullied little kids.
To be fair, Keke’s attitude of admitting fault had been exceptionally sincere—so sincere that it bordered on spineless.
After all, plenty of parents would call the Education Bureau to complain the moment a teacher reprimanded them. Teachers really didn’t have it easy sometimes.
“It was because Duoduo broke something, after all. I was worried that if she smashed some priceless treasure in the principal’s office, we’d never be able to afford the compensation.” As Tang Keke spoke, she glanced at Duoduo. “Don’t throw rocks around recklessly next time, okay?”
“I’m sorry,” Duoduo obediently apologized. It had been her fault, after all.
She hadn’t expected to be able to throw the rock so high.
“Would you be interested in becoming a student athlete, Duoduo?” Ye Shuang suddenly asked.
“A student athlete?” Keke froze as well.
“Ah, forget I said anything. It was just a random thought.” Ye Shuang smiled. He had merely wondered whether Yezi might have a talent for something like javelin throwing. However, he wasn’t Duoduo’s parent, so he had no right to make decisions for her.
“By the way, Brother, why did you come to pick up Yezi today?” Keke asked. Ye Shuang normally never picked Yezi up from school.
“Your Sister Chen Qin had a baby, and Yezi hasn’t met him yet. So I thought I’d bring her over to have a look.” As Ye Shuang spoke, he glanced at Keke. “You haven’t met him either, have you? Want to come see him with us?”
“Can I?”
“Why not? Have you eaten yet?”
“Not yet.”
“Then after we see the baby, we’ll go get something to eat.”
“Yay!”
When they returned to the hospital, Chen Qin was surprised to see Ye Shuang arrive with two older girls and a little girl. She couldn’t help saying, “Honey, wherever you go, you really are like a magnet for girls.”
“Huh? Uh…” Ye Shuang merely smiled before explaining what had happened.
Chen Qin didn’t mind at all. When she saw Yezi, she smiled and said, “Come here, Little Yezi. Come take a look at your little brother.”
At her words, Yezi carefully walked over to the crib. When she saw Ye Yi'an sleeping soundly inside, her eyes widened slightly.
“…”
She said nothing, but there seemed to be a few more emotions in her gaze.
Tang Keke and Duoduo also came over curiously to look. After all, this was Ye Shuang’s son, and Keke instinctively remarked, “Oh, he’s such a chubby baby.”
“He weighed eight pounds when he was born,” Chen Qin said with a bright smile. “The hospital staff said that makes him exceptionally healthy.”
“He really is,” Tang Keke agreed, unable to stop herself from imagining it.
Would he grow up to be some chubby young master from a wealthy family?
For some reason, as soon as those keywords came to mind, Keke couldn’t help associating the baby’s future appearance with Chen Hai. Fortunately, he had inherited Ye Shuang’s genes, and Sister Chen Qin wasn’t overweight either, so he probably wouldn’t end up as chubby as Chen Hai.
“Wah… wah—”
As if sensing something, Little Yi'an suddenly began crying at the top of his lungs.
“He’s got quite a set of lungs,” Ye Shuang observed, nodding.
A baby with plenty of strength was a good thing. Even his cries were full of vigor.
“Mhm, mhm. Our Little Yi'an is definitely going to have excellent stamina when he grows up,” Chen Qin said happily.
Despite the baby bawling away, Ye Shuang and Chen Qin simply stood to the side, watching and nodding. Anyone who didn’t know better might have thought they were conducting some kind of infant experiment.
Tang Keke watched the scene from the side and couldn’t help saying, “It feels like you and Sister Chen Qin had a baby just for fun.”
Naturally, Ye Shuang and Chen Qin weren’t going to just stand by and watch. Just as Ye Shuang was about to soothe the child, Yezi suddenly asked, “Can I hold the baby?”
“Of course you can, honey~”
When Chen Qin called out to him, Ye Shuang bent down and lifted Little Yi'an from the crib. He then gently placed the crying infant in Yezi’s arms.
Once Yezi had him, she rocked him a little, and his cries soon stopped.
“Yi'an, can you see me?” Yezi asked softly.
“Eh?”
“A newborn baby’s eyes haven’t fully developed yet. He can’t actually see people—he can only sense a little bit of light,” Ye Shuang explained with a smile from the side. Still, he was a little surprised that Little Yi'an had quieted down so quickly in Yezi’s arms.
“He looks so pink,” Yezi said. He was nothing like the fair, clean-looking babies she had imagined.
“He’ll look different after he’s a month old.”
After holding him for a while, Yezi put him back. She reached out and gently touched his fingers, only for Little Yi'an to grab one of hers the next second.
“Wow, he’s really strong,” Yezi said in surprise when she saw him gripping her finger.
“We should buy him a little barbell and start training his strength from an early age,” Ye Shuang joked from the side.
“I think we should buy him some girls’ clothes and dress him up,” Chen Qin said with a bright smile, clearly having a different idea.
Wow. What a pair of delightfully mischievous parents.
Tang Keke couldn’t help thinking that as she watched from the side. She wasn’t idle, either—she was snapping pictures of the baby with her phone.
Looking at the baby photos on her screen, Keke couldn’t help wondering when Yu You would have a child of her own.
Wouldn’t that mean she could become the baby’s godmother?
Just as Keke was lost in thought, Ye Shuang asked, “Is everyone hungry? Let’s eat first.”
“Oh? Sister Chen Qin too?” Tang Keke asked curiously.
“She’s coming too. We’ll just eat here.” As he spoke, Ye Shuang picked up the tablet on the bedside table and placed an order. This private hospital had every amenity imaginable, and meals could be delivered straight to the room.
Before long, a cart was pushed in.
“Here we are! The super deluxe meal has arrived!”
The voice sounded strangely familiar to Tang Keke. She turned around and discovered that Anshi Yi was pushing the cart, with all sorts of delicious food arranged on top.
“Why are you at the hospital too?”
“Me? I just respawn whenever it’s time to eat.” Anshi Yi replied, “Knowing how to use Shadow Clone is pretty normal, right?”
“…”
“Xiaoyi has been staying at the hospital recently. She helped me take care of Chen Qin, and she also lent a hand during the delivery,” Ye Shuang explained to Keke.
“What?!”

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and couldn't return to the real world. Finally, I gave up and decided to go with the flow, only to discover that writing a diary could make me stronger. Since no one could read it, Su Luo wrote freely, daring to pen anything and everything. Female Lead #1: "Not bad. This diary helped me steal all the protagonist's opportunities. I just want to get stronger." Female Lead #2: "I don’t care about reaching the peak of the cultivation world. Right now, I just want to enjoy the chaos." Female Lead #3: "What? Everyone around me is a spy? I’m the Joker Demon Lord?" ... It’s so strange. Why is the plot completely off track, yet the ending remains the same? Are you all just messing with me?!