Chapter 8: Taking the Child Out

Chi Wenting, glared at by his own father, could only take a step back. "Fine. I'll try."

Seeing that he had listened, Old Master Chi added, "The day after tomorrow is the weekend. Take the kids out to the Baby Paradise to play. Don't just lie around at home as soon as you're on break; you need to take the kids out to see the world."

Chi Wenting: "..."

"Can't Mom take them? It's so hard for me to get a weekend off."

Old Master Chi glared at him. "If you didn't want to take care of them, why did you go and have them in the first place?!"

If you didn't want to raise them, you shouldn't have been in such a rush to bring them into the world!

Chi Wenting finally put down his chopsticks and sighed in defeat. "I know, I'll go, alright?"

If he had known having kids was this much trouble, he wouldn't have let Lan Jiaojiao get pregnant in the first place.

But then again, he hadn't known Lan Jiaojiao was pregnant at the time, so that was truly impossible to predict.

He couldn't help but sigh. When he turned back, he saw two little rascals staring at him, full of curiosity, as if they were wondering what "having them" meant.

Chi Wenting’s handsome face flushed a rare shade of red. He coughed and glared at them. "Eat your baby food, what are you looking at!"

Little kids, why are they so fond of eavesdropping on gossip?

Chengcheng huffed at him. As if anyone wanted to listen.

But her little ears were still pricked up curiously; she had a very inquisitive nature.

Even Tiantian opened her round eyes, looking from one to the other, clearly just as curious.

It was a rare moment where the sisters shared a common interest in gossip.

Chi Wenting huffed, finished his meal in a hurry, and went off to work overtime.

——

When the weekend arrived.

Just as Chi Wenting finally finished a short stint of work and wanted to rest, Old Master Chi tossed a diaper bag at him and shoved a twin stroller into his hands.

"There, push them well, and don't lose the kids."

"Also, there are diapers in the bag, along with formula, warm water, and baby snacks. Remember to make them their bottles."

Chi Wenting’s face turned green. "You want me to watch both of them by myself?"

He was this old, and when had he ever watched children?

"Aren't you afraid I won't take good care of them?"

Old Master Chi shot him a look. "Considering this is your first time taking the kids out, Auntie Fang will help you a little at first, but the rest you have to do yourself!"

In any case, he was determined to make his son raise his children more; otherwise, the bond between father and daughters would be thin in the future, and the children would be so pitiful.

Besides, since he wanted children, he had to take responsibility.

Their family didn't tolerate heartless men, and certainly not heartless fathers!

Chi Wenting knew that once the Old Master made a decision, there was no room for argument. He could only resign himself to carrying the diaper bag, pushing the twin stroller, and heading to the nearby mall.

Following the address the Old Master gave him, he went to a nearby Baby Paradise.

Inside were all sorts of play areas for babies under one year old.

It was Chi Wenting’s first time taking babies out in a stroller, and he felt very awkward.

But after pushing the stroller for a while, he realized the store was full of moms and dads; he wasn't the only man out with his kids.

Most of the moms seemed very friendly. Seeing him out alone with two children, they came over to greet him kindly.

"Are yours twins?"

"They're so cute."

Chi Wenting looked at the two children in the stroller and, after a moment's thought, didn't explain.

Instead, he started chatting with the moms. "How old is your child?"

Mom #1: "Ours is eleven months old. They've had so much energy lately, so we just brought them out to play."

Chi Wenting nodded. "Ours are over nine months, almost ten."

Mom #2: "Yours are twins, it must be much more tiring to take care of them than just one, right?"

Chi Wenting replied with the bluntness of a typical man, "Yes, two are much harder to handle."

One loves to cry, the other loves to fuss; they were basically demon babies.

Chengcheng, sitting in the stroller, heard their conversation and boredly played with her chubby little feet.

Tiantian, however, was a bit scared of the unfamiliar environment and pouted, wanting to cry.

Seeing her timid look, Chengcheng patted her head with a chubby little hand. *Don't be afraid~*

Seeing Chengcheng there, Tiantian wasn't afraid anymore. She kept grabbing Chengcheng’s hand, refusing to let go.

Chi Wenting also noticed Tiantian was scared. He picked her up first, and once she had adjusted, he put her into the ball pit.

But as soon as she was put down, she got scared and kept hiding in his arms.

Chi Wenting had no choice but to put Chengcheng into the ball pit.

He wanted her to demonstrate for Tiantian.

"Little brat, show the dummy Tiantian how it's done, and I'll give you an extra chicken leg tonight."

Tool-user Chengcheng: "..."

Give your big head a chicken leg.

But since she was under someone else's roof, she did as she was told.

She looked at the pink balls overflowing in the pit, happily lunged at them, and played around with a *da-da-da*.

Since she had been reborn as a baby, she might as well have a blast.

She would play through everything she hadn't gotten to play with in her past life.

"Hahaha~~ Da-da-da~~"

She played happily in the ball pit, no longer paying attention to the father and daughter behind her.

Seeing Chengcheng having fun, Tiantian finally wanted to get down.

Chi Wenting put her into the ball pit, and he saw Tiantian first reach out a little hand to touch a ball, then pull it back.

After a while, realizing the balls weren't scary, she started happily grabbing them.

Chengcheng, being mischievous, threw a ball at her with a "Da-da~".

Tiantian laughed instantly and threw it back.

The two children threw balls back and forth, having a great time.

Their little round faces erupted in giggles, revealing two tiny baby teeth.

Chi Wenting watched from the side, the corner of his mouth curling up, though he huffed coldly, "Childish."

Auntie Fang, watching from the side, saw it clearly. She thought to herself that although the young master complained, it was clear he was quite good to the two children.

After playing for a while, both children were hungry and crawled over to Chi Wenting to be fed.

Chengcheng crawled over first, climbing up Chi Wenting’s leg. "Baba~, milk~"

Tiantian followed behind Chengcheng. She couldn't speak yet, but her bright, spirited eyes conveyed the same meaning.

Chi Wenting took out the bottle Auntie Fang had prepared, gave one to Chengcheng first, and held the other in front of Tiantian, coaxing her to speak.

"Call me Dad. You can only have it if you call me Dad."

Tiantian looked at him timidly, then looked at the bottle in Chengcheng’s hand, looking envious.

"Da-da?"

She tilted her head, mimicking Chengcheng’s way of calling him, and said "Da-da."

Chi Wenting shook his head sternly. "Not Da-da, it's Dad."

Tiantian looked at Chengcheng, then at her father, and decided that her father’s bottle was too hard to get, so she turned to Chengcheng instead.

"Da~"

*Chengcheng~*

She looked at Chengcheng with watery eyes, like a poor little thing begging for milk.

Chengcheng paused mid-sip.

*Da-da-da.* (If you want milk, go find your dad. I’ve already drunk from this one, it has my saliva on it.)

Tiantian seemed to understand, shaking her little head. "No, no, no, no."

*Dad is scary, I'm not looking for him, I'm looking for you.*

Chengcheng looked up and glanced at Chi Wenting, then clicked her tongue at Tiantian. *You coward.*

Tiantian, however, crawled in front of her with a silly smile and affectionately hugged Chengcheng’s head. "Da-da~" *Chengcheng~*

She was acting very spoiled.

Chengcheng couldn't stand people acting spoiled, so she just gave her the bottle. "Da~" *Take it, take it, you spoiled brat.*

That disdainful, haughty little look was exactly the same as Chi Wenting’s.

(End of chapter)