He unexpectedly becomes a father at the start of his life, and the mother of his child is a national

"Um... I'm going to take a shower," Lin Caiwei said first, breaking the silence.

"You should get some rest too," she said, and started walking towards her bedroom.

"I'm not too sleepy yet, I'll sit for a while longer," Chen Hao said. "You go take a shower first and relax."

Lin Caiwei simply said "Oh," and without saying anything more, walked straight to her bedroom, pushed open the door, and then closed it behind her.

Although it wasn't locked, the act of closing the door itself seemed to draw an invisible line.

Chen Hao glanced at the closed door and stood there for a few seconds.

Then he went back to the living room and sat down on the sofa again.

He picked up his phone and checked the US stock market quotes again.

BHTX's stock price is still fluctuating slightly around that level, with the bulls and bears seemingly locked in a tug-of-war.

The time he judged to close his position should be approaching soon.

He composed himself, focused his attention on the plate, and stopped thinking about the people in the next room.

……

In the master bathroom, warm water cascaded down from the showerhead, washing over Lin Caiwei's tired body.

She closed her eyes, letting the water flow over her cheeks, neck, and shoulders, carrying away the dust of the journey and the heat of the stage.

My body relaxed, but my thoughts were still a bit jumbled.

That chaotic night four years ago felt like an absurd dream.

She never imagined that the accident would bring such a huge turning point to her life—a daughter, and the complex and unfamiliar man in front of her, Chen Hao.

I initially approached him purely because of Sisi's needs and the unavoidable choice I made due to my busy career.

She had investigated him; he was an ordinary food delivery driver, struggling financially, a world completely different from her own.

She left the money and the car, clearly defining the boundaries in her mind:

Chen Hao is the biological father of his daughter, and a temporary "nanny" hired to take care of the child, nothing more.

However, things took an unexpected turn.

He not only took meticulous care of Sisi, but also made his daughter visibly happier, more cheerful, and more progressive.

He also displayed astonishing talent.

She heard and sang "Starlight and Dust" with her own ears and knew how excellent it was.

And the adaptation he tailored for her was terrifyingly precise.

During our call tonight, he said he had finished arranging ten more songs... How could an ordinary deliveryman possibly possess such creativity and talent?

Music is her domain; she can clearly feel the spirituality and skill contained in those melodies and arrangements.

This talent deeply attracted her, and it also aroused her great curiosity and... a touch of indescribable appreciation for Chen Hao.

The hot water made her skin slightly red, and her thoughts, like the rising steam, drifted aimlessly.

She reached for the shower gel on the shelf, and her foot slipped slightly—although the bathroom floor had been treated with anti-slip material.

But she was distracted and exhausted, and her ankle twisted at an awkward angle!

"what!"

A sharp pain shot through Lin Caiwei's right ankle, and she cried out in pain, instantly losing her balance.

With a "thud," I fell heavily onto the wet, slippery tile floor.

The pain from the impact on my buttocks was secondary; the real issue was my right ankle, which felt like it had been burned or pricked with needles—it was excruciatingly painful, and any movement caused it to pierce me.

She tried to stand up by supporting herself with her hands, but she couldn't get any strength in her ankles. The slightest movement made her gasp in pain, and cold sweat instantly broke out on her forehead.

Oh no! I've sprained my ankle! And it looks pretty bad!

Lin Caiwei's heart sank.

She glanced at her phone on the sink in the distance—she hadn't brought it with her when she rushed in!

What do we do now? Chen Siqi is already gone.

In the dead of night...

The pain and feeling of isolation made her somewhat panicked.

She tried several times but couldn't stand up on her own.

The swelling in my ankle seems to be getting worse.

Left with no other option, she took a deep breath and called out loudly towards the bathroom door, "Chen Hao! Chen Hao!"

……

In the living room, Chen Hao was intently staring at the candlestick chart on his phone screen.

BHTX's stock price finally began to show the signal he had been waiting for—after a weak rebound, it turned downwards again and broke through the temporary support level.

It's now!

He was about to call Li Qingshan when suddenly his ear twitched slightly.

A faint, muffled cry seemed to come from a great distance, yet also seemed to ring directly in his ears.

"...Hao...Chen Hao..."

It was Lin Caiwei's voice! And her voice was urgent, even... pained?

Thanks to his daily practice of the divine martial arts skills bestowed upon him by the system, Chen Hao's physique has long surpassed that of ordinary people, and his five senses (sight, hearing, smell, taste, and touch) have become exceptionally acute.

Although Lin Caiwei's bedroom door and bathroom door were closed, which greatly reduced the sound, he still clearly sensed something was wrong with that shout.

problem occurs!

Chen Hao's expression changed, and he immediately jumped up from the sofa. He didn't even bother to hold his phone properly, so he threw it on the sofa and rushed to Lin Caiwei's bedroom door in a few big strides.

"Caiwei? Caiwei, what's wrong?" He knocked hard on the door, his voice filled with obvious worry.

Lin Caiwei's weak and pained voice came from inside the door. It was hard to hear clearly because of the two doors, but he caught the key words:

"Chen Hao...I...I'm in the bathroom...I accidentally twisted my ankle...I can't stand up...Can you help me?"

Did you twist your ankle?

Still can't stand up?

Chen Hao's heart tightened.

He immediately grabbed the doorknob and pressed it down—the door wasn't locked.

He pushed open the door and strode inside.

Only a dim bedside lamp was on in the bedroom, and the air was filled with a faint fragrance that belonged to Lin Caiwei, as well as the moisture and stronger scent of shower gel that seeped out from the crack in the tightly closed bathroom door.

Chen Hao rushed to the bathroom door, his hand already on the doorknob, but suddenly stopped.

Inside... Lin Caiwei was taking a shower just now.

Is she dressed now?

Barging in directly would be too reckless.

"Caiwei," Chen Hao said through the door, trying to keep his voice calm.

"Is it convenient for you to come in now? Or... how can I help you?"

In the bathroom, Lin Caiwei was in so much pain that she was sweating profusely. When she heard that Chen Hao had arrived at the door, she breathed a sigh of relief, but then realized her awkward situation.

She was covered in water droplets.

"Chen Hao...you...you go to my closet and find a bathrobe, the pink one." Her voice trembled slightly with pain.

"Then... come in with your eyes closed and hand me the bathrobe... okay?"

This request is reasonable.

Chen Hao immediately agreed: "Okay, wait a moment, I'll be right there."

He turned and strode quickly to the huge built-in wardrobe in the bedroom, then opened the door.

The room was filled with all kinds of clothes, neatly arranged.

He quickly found a soft, long pink silk bathrobe in the pajamas section.

Holding his bathrobe, he returned to the bathroom doorway.

"Caiwei, I found it. I'm... coming in with my eyes closed?" he confirmed.

From inside came Lin Caiwei's voice, strained by pain: "Mmm...come in..."