Chapter 7: If You Give Birth, You Must Take Responsibility

Old Mrs. Chi looked at Chengcheng playing with a black spider toy with a look of disgust, somewhat doubting the child's aesthetic sense.

She then looked at her son’s smug face and felt more and more that this pair, one big and one small, were both quite abnormal, so she held Tiantian and moved away from them.

"Alright, dinner is almost ready. Go and sit down."

Seeing his mother retreat in defeat, Chi Wenting let out a smug hum, squatted down, and pinched Chengcheng’s chubby little cheeks.

"Little thing, the toy I bought is pretty good, right?"

Chengcheng:...

It wasn't "pretty good"; it was downright terrible.

But she couldn't tell the truth, so she had to pretend to be innocent. "Hee hee~ Baba~"

Then she dropped the black spider and asked to be held.

Having just received help from the 'little orphan,' Chi Wenting generously picked her up.

"Let's go, Boss is treating you to dinner."

Chengcheng looked at his smiling face, her heart filled with mixed emotions.

Her memories of Chi Wenting stopped at the age of fifteen.

In her memories, Dad was always a stern, unsmiling father.

She hadn't expected that when he was young, he would be so full of youthful spirit.

Like an awkward teenager, he was quite playful.

However, this actually made him feel more approachable, which she quite liked, so she clapped her hands happily.

Chi Wenting liked her bold personality and even helped her curse her 'parents' a bit.

"Your parents really aren't human. If they didn't want to raise you, they shouldn't have given birth to you. To abandon you after birth, they should be thrown in jail."

"But since you're so pleasing to the eye, I'll let them off for now."

Chengcheng, who was eating her little hands:...

She stared at Chi Wenting with a speechless look on her round face, thinking to herself, if her real dad finds out the truth in the future, will he regret what he said today?

Seeing her staring at him with a strange expression, Chi Wenting thought she needed to poop. Terrified, he placed her in the high chair and pushed it far away.

Chengcheng, who was over nine months old, was speechless again...

That’s too much, she didn't need to poop, okay!!

However, after being moved like that, she actually did feel the urge to go.

A baby's physiology is not yet under control; even if her soul is fifteen, her body is only nine months old.

Although Chengcheng tried her best to hold it in, she couldn't at all. Her little brows were tightly furrowed, and her little fists were clenched with effort. Auntie Fang couldn't help but strain along with her just watching.

After a while, with a "hum~," the physiological matter was finally resolved.

Chi Wenting pinched his nose and walked far away. "Auntie Fang, hurry and wash her up, it stinks to death."

Auntie Fang was caught between laughter and tears. She placed Tiantian in the high chair and went over to pick up Chengcheng. "Then you look after Tiantian for a moment; I'll go wash Chengcheng."

Old Mrs. Chi didn't like having too many people in the house, so there were only three or four maids who usually only handled cleaning.

Therefore, childcare was handled by Auntie Fang and Old Mrs. Chi.

With Auntie Fang off to change Chengcheng's diaper, Tiantian naturally had to be watched by Chi Wenting.

When Chi Wenting saw the terrified look in Tiantian's baby eyes, he was speechless.

He sat over, pinched Tiantian’s terrified, chubby little face, and deliberately acted mean. "I'm your dad, what the hell are you afraid of!"

Tiantian was already afraid of him, and seeing him being so fierce, she pursed her lips, about to cry.

But then she heard Chi Wenting threaten her, "No crying! If you cry again, I'll hit you."

Tiantian was indeed intimidated. She pouted and shed tears, but didn't dare to cry out loud anymore.

Seeing her sobbing, Chi Wenting felt both helpless and amused.

He rubbed her little head with his large hand. "Alright, stop crying, Dad won't hit you."

Tiantian seemed to be comforted; she looked at him with a silly expression and finally stopped shedding tears.

When Chengcheng returned after her diaper change, she saw Chi Wenting holding Tiantian and lifting her high in the air.

Both father and daughter were laughing happily.

Chengcheng watched for a while and felt that her stinky dad wasn't too bad after all. He had a sharp tongue, but he probably didn't have bad intentions.

Immediately, she crawled over, grabbed Chi Wenting’s pant leg, and asked to be held.

"Baba~ hold~"

Seeing her arrive, Chi Wenting raised an eyebrow and said with disdain, "Yo, the poop expert is here?"

Chengcheng:...

"Ah da da da da!!"

She started annoying her stinky dad again.

Chengcheng turned away angrily, leaving only a little tuft of hair facing him, while her little pacifier kept making "da da da" sounds as she scolded him non-stop.

Chi Wenting was amused. He poked her strawberry-patterned diaper with his toe. "Hey, are you angry?"

Chengcheng was fuming. She turned back to glare at him, let out a huff, and crawled away directly.

Chi Wenting scooped her back up and pinched her chubby little face.

"Little thing, you have quite the temper? If I didn't know better, I'd think you were my boss."

Chengcheng was lifted high, her short little hands and feet waving in a "fierce" baby-like manner, looking as if she wanted to bite someone.

Chi Wenting teased her several times, not letting her bite him, and laughed out loud when he saw her looking like she was about to cry from anger.

Old Mrs. Chi walked in with the baby food and heard her son’s laughter.

This was the second time her son had laughed.

It seemed that bringing the children back was indeed the right decision.

Just like now, when Tiantian saw Chi Wenting playing with Chengcheng, she also giggled happily, looking like a little fool.

Old Mrs. Chi also watched with an auntie-like smile. "Alright, dinner is ready, sit down."

Chi Wenting then put Chengcheng back into the high chair and sat down himself, waiting for the old man to come downstairs so they could eat.

Old Mr. Chi arrived late, holding several flyers in his hand.

Old Mrs. Chi held a small bowl, feeding Tiantian while asking the old man, "What are you holding?"

Old Mr. Chi handed the flyers over. "These are brochures for a baby early education class. I saw people handing them out when I came back at noon, so I brought them back to take a look."

Old Mrs. Chi exclaimed, "You actually look at these things?"

Old Mr. Chi shrugged his shoulders, looking a bit proud. "Of course~"

"I raised two children into successful people, so my granddaughters must also be raised well."

His greatest pride in this life was raising two excellent sons.

Now that it was his granddaughters' generation, he naturally wanted to achieve great results as well.

Old Mrs. Chi smiled. "The children are still small; if they're going to learn, wait until they're two or three."

Old Mr. Chi disagreed. "They aren't small. They can crawl now; sending them early to adapt is good, and we should strive to make them a bit bolder."

Old Mrs. Chi was helpless. "Take it slow. Tiantian and Wenting are different."

Her son had lived a life of luxury since childhood, but her granddaughter had been sent to an orphanage, so their mindsets were different.

Especially since Tiantian was timid, how could she bear to send her away?

And Chengcheng was still small, too.

Old Mr. Chi clicked his tongue. "You're being soft-hearted. If you want children to be excellent, you have to be firm."

"Besides, Chengcheng is bold. If Tiantian is with her, they can look out for each other. What's there to be afraid of?"

Old Mrs. Chi looked at Chengcheng, who was obediently eating her food, and felt that it wasn't impossible.

"Alright then, let's wait until they are one year old before sending them to the early education class together."

Old Mr. Chi said, "We should send them to adapt first, right?"

Familiarizing them with the environment and teachers first would mean they wouldn't be afraid later.

Chi Wenting had no objections.

As long as it was good for the children, if the old man wanted to put in the effort, let him.

In any case, he didn't have time to accompany the children, so having his parents accompany them wasn't bad.

Old Mr. Chi glared at him. "And you, don't think about shirking your responsibilities. If you want your children to be excellent and confident, you, as their father, must participate as well."

"From now on, you must attend every parent-child activity!"

Chi Wenting:...

"I still have to work."

Old Mr. Chi glared at him. "Is working so great? If you didn't want to accompany your children, you shouldn't have had them. Since you had them, you have to accompany them and take care of them!"

Chi Wenting:...

Little Chengcheng raises her hands to ask for votes ()

(End of chapter)