Chi Yan had some savings and was doing game live streaming. Although he wasn’t a big streamer, he still had a few fans and could earn some money each month. His daily expenses weren’t high.

Holding the small clothes in his hands, Chi Yan felt a wave of tenderness. That day, he bought a lot of clothes and also a number of small toys for the baby.

Carrying large and small bags back home, he realized that these clothes seemed to need a special cabinet to store them. So he organized his own clothes to make space.

He also needed to prepare things like a crib, and after getting one thing ready, he found there were even more things that needed to be prepared.

Each day was busy with preparations for the future baby’s arrival. Chi Yan did game live streaming at night for three to four hours. During the streams, there was an online friend present; sometimes Chi Yan was quite curious about what the other person did for a living. No matter when he logged on, it seemed like the other person was always there.

Chi Yan casually asked, and the other side replied that he ran a small company, which gave him flexible hours.

Chi Yan had no doubts at all.

The online friend had privately messaged Chi Yan about his child, mentioning that with the baby coming soon, there would be many preparations, including the matter of formula.

Chi Yan replied, “I plan to buy formula in a while; I want to get the other things ready first.”

“What about clothes and diapers?”

“I bought the clothes, but I haven’t bought diapers yet. I don’t know which brand is good,” Chi Yan typed back.

“I have relatives who just had a baby not long ago; I’ll ask them for you,” came the reply.

“Thank you! I was worried about not having anyone to ask.”

After typing the words “your wife,” Feng Min’s fingers curled, and his eyes darkened.

“She’s been having a tough time with the pregnancy, so I’ll handle these matters,” Chi Yan lied.

“Then you’re the one cooking as well?”

“Yeah.” Chi Yan assumed the online friend was a complete stranger, so he continued his deception.

Feng Min stared at the computer screen, interpreting these words as a sign that Chi Yan lived with his pregnant wife. However, based on what he knew, Chi Yan lived alone.

So, was Chi Yan lying? His wife wasn’t there with him.

Did she go back to her hometown?

If she had gone home, Chi Yan wouldn’t need to lie.

Did this person even exist?

Then why did Chi Yan go to buy formula? That didn’t make sense.

“When is your wife due?” After regaining his composure, Feng Min continued to probe.

“It should be in a little over three months. No need for a red envelope, just a blessing will do.”

Chi Yan increasingly found this online friend to be quite friendly. Maybe they could meet up offline for a meal someday.

“Three months?” Feng Min mused, “Well then, I wish you both a lovely baby.”

“Thank you.” Chi Yan sincerely appreciated it.

After closing the chat window, Chi Yan exited the game. He was at home in loungewear, his pregnant belly already round, like he was hiding a small ball.

His child would definitely be adorable.

Whether it looked like him or the other person.

Feng Min had people keep a 24-hour watch on Chi Yan, finding no trace of any woman.

He suddenly thought of something and immediately had someone investigate. The results showed that Chi Yan had no unfamiliar women’s numbers in his phone.

In fact, during this time, Chi Yan hadn’t really contacted anyone else.

Feng Min could basically conclude that there was no pregnant woman.

But the strange thing was, Chi Yan was frequently preparing baby supplies, even having someone over to make a crib.

No woman, but there was a child.

An unborn baby couldn’t be from a nonexistent woman. So who was it?

Or was Chi Yan suffering from some kind of illness, like a delusion?

Had he fallen ill and thought everyone else was sick too?

Feng Min immediately dismissed this thought. Chi Yan was healthy; he shouldn’t be suffering from any delusions.

So where was this baby?

Feng Min found himself in a dilemma.

A friend invited him out, but Feng Min was unenthusiastic. The friend asked what was wrong.

“The person I like is going to have a child,” Feng Min said.

“Is the child not yours?” The friend tilted his head.

“I don’t even know where the child is.”

“I don’t understand what you’re saying. Isn’t she having a child with some other guy?” This friend, unfamiliar with Feng Min’s situation, assumed he was talking about a woman.

“He’s been buying baby supplies—small clothes, diapers, a crib, and a lot of toys—but he’s all alone at home.”

“Did you get dumped by a scumbag? You should seize the opportunity and tell her that the scumbag doesn’t want the child; you want it!” The friend joked.

In his eyes, people like them probably had little sincerity; the person Feng Min liked now might not be someone he would still like soon.

But suddenly, Feng Min looked at him sharply, a light igniting in his eyes.

“Did you just say he’s pregnant?”

“Isn’t that what you said?” The friend inferred from Feng Min’s earlier statements.

“Can a man get pregnant?” Feng Min’s smile was one the friend had never seen, as if he were overjoyed.

“N-No way! Men don’t have a uterus; how could they get pregnant?”

The friend was taken aback by Feng Min’s excitement.

“Not necessarily. I remember seeing something like that in the news before—some people look male but have female reproductive organs inside.”

Feng Min stood up and walked outside. When he reached the door, he turned back to his friend and said, “Thank you. About that company you wanted to acquire, I’ll help you with it.”

“Hey?” The friend paused for two seconds, wanting to ask what Feng Min meant. He really wanted to help, but Feng Min had already turned and ran off.

He truly ran, completely incongruous with his identity as a billionaire CEO.

Feng Min rushed straight to Chi Yan’s place. When he reached Chi Yan’s door, he knocked.

Chi Yan had gone out for a walk. He thought about jogging, but he couldn’t run while pregnant.