AMBTICBPIB Chapter 72

Chu Yi felt dazed throughout the entire process. When he finally regained consciousness, he saw Shen Jin’s bloodshot eyes.

It took him several seconds to remember why he was in the hospital.

“Where’s the baby?” he asked, not hearing the infant’s cries.

Uncle Wen quickly reassured him, “He’s right here, right here.”

After the nurse brought the baby out, Uncle Wen had been caring for him while Shen Jin waited for Chu Yi. As soon as Chu Yi was wheeled out of the operating room, Shen Jin stayed by his side.

He wanted Chu Yi to see him first when he opened his eyes, hoping it would ease his fear.

Shen Jin had only managed a few hurried glances at their baby, as the infant was being cared for by Uncle Wen and the maternity nurse.

About ten minutes after returning to the hospital room, Chu Yi finally woke up. His first thought was for the baby.

Uncle Wen brought the baby over. When Chu Yi saw the infant, an unfamiliar tenderness welled up within him, as if the softest part of his heart had been gently squeezed.

It was only then that Chu Yi truly grasped that this was his and Shen Jin’s baby.

The little one slept soundly in his swaddling clothes, a tiny, chubby, and adorably plump little milk dumpling.

This was Chu Yi and the baby’s first real meeting.

Chu Yi excitedly tugged at Shen Jin’s hand. “Shen Jin, Shen Jin, Little Lucky Star is so chubby!” Chu Yi had given the baby this name, as both he and Shen Jin hoped their child would be happy and fortunate from birth.

Uncle Wen smiled. “Yes, Little Lucky Star weighs eight pounds.”

No one had expected such a slender Chu Yi to carry such a plump baby. This showed how challenging and arduous his pregnancy had been. Shen Jin felt even more protective of his little one.

“He’s so chubby!” Chu Yi glanced at Shen Jin. “Have you held him yet? What does it feel like? Is he soft?”

He longed to hold the baby himself, but he was still too weak.

“Not yet,” Shen Jin replied.

Chu Yi’s face lit up with anticipation. “Hold him for me too!”

Shen Jin carefully cradled Little Lucky Star and sat beside Chu Yi. “Look.”

Little Lucky Star wore a tiny, adorable hat and the baby clothes Shen Jin had bought earlier. The baby slept with his arms raised.

Chu Yi blinked at Little Lucky Star. “Shen Jin, he’s so beautiful!” The baby was fair-skinned and utterly lovely. Even in his sleep, his little mouth twitched, making him utterly adorable.

Chu Yi thought Little Lucky Star’s nose looked just like Shen Jin’s, and he was sure that when the baby grew up, he would have the same high, straight bridge.

“I really want to hold his little hand,” Chu Yi said to Shen Jin. “Do you think it’s okay?”

“Of course,” Shen Jin replied.

Chu Yi worried, “But won’t I hurt him?”

“No, you won’t,” Shen Jin assured him.

Only then did Chu Yi cautiously reach out and gently touch Little Lucky Star’s tiny fingers. They were soft and felt incredibly precious. As he stroked the baby’s hand with gentle tenderness, the smile on his face never faded.

“Hello, Little Lucky Star,” Chu Yi whispered. “I’m your dad.”

In his sleep, Little Lucky Star suddenly gripped Chu Yi’s finger.

“He’s holding me!” Chu Yi exclaimed excitedly. “He’s holding me! He’s so strong!”

Shen Jin chuckled. “I saw Little Lucky Star grab you.”

Watching Chu Yi’s cautious, almost bewildered expression, Shen Jin found both him and Little Lucky Star utterly adorable.

Chu Yi had just undergone surgery and needed rest most of all. Shen Jin wouldn’t let him play with Little Lucky Star any longer. He handed the baby to Uncle Wen and insisted that Chu Yi rest properly.

Chu Yi could only watch longingly as Little Lucky Star was carried away.

It was only then that Chu Yi noticed the injury on Shen Jin’s lip. “What happened to your mouth? Did you bump it?”

Shen Jin touched his lip, only then realizing the injury. “No, I didn’t bump it.”

Chu Yi grew anxious. “Then how did you get it?”

He felt Shen Jin had been getting injured far too often lately. Last time it was a cut on his finger, and now this split lip, which looked quite severe. How had he only just noticed?

Seeing Chu Yi’s worry, Shen Jin quickly confessed, “I bit it myself.”

Chu Yi immediately understood, his heart aching. “Was it because you were worried about me?” Though still groggy from the anesthesia, Chu Yi remembered Shen Jin being the first to rush to his side when he was wheeled out of the operating room, kissing his forehead and saying, “You worked so hard, Chu Yi.”

He also remembered a scalding tear falling onto his cheek.

Chu Yi figured his tearful state must have frightened Shen Jin.

Chu Yi wanted to say more, but Shen Jin urged him to rest first, promising they could talk properly after he woke up.

Under Shen Jin’s soothing words, Chu Yi soon drifted off to sleep.

Chu Yi’s hospital room was the hospital’s most luxurious VIP suite, comparable to a five-star hotel in terms of amenities and comfort.

In addition to the main room, the suite included two other rooms and a spacious, sunlit balcony.

Shen Jin held shares in the hospital and was one of its major shareholders.

After Chu Yi woke up, the hospital director personally led a team of doctors to check on him.

Chu Yi remembered his promise to Jiang Xu: he would be the first to know when the baby was born.

That evening, feeling a bit stronger, Chu Yi asked Shen Jin for his phone to send a WeChat message.

Shen Jin refused to hand it over. “Tell me what you want to say, and I’ll send it for you. You shouldn’t look at your phone too much right now; it’ll strain your eyes.”

Chu Yi nodded.

Meanwhile, Jiang Xu and Zhou Huaixiao were having dinner outside. As they chatted, the conversation drifted to Chu Yi. Jiang Xu mentioned that Chu Yi was due to give birth in about half a month, and he was eagerly anticipating the day.

They had already prepared gifts for the baby.

Jiang Xu was planning to call Chu Yi later, but then he received a WeChat message from him first. Overjoyed, Jiang Xu grabbed Zhou Huaixiao. “Chu Yi had the baby! Chu Yi had the baby!”

Since tomorrow was the weekend, Jiang Xu and Zhou Huaixiao decided to visit Chu Yi and his newborn at the hospital.

At the hospital, Shen Jin asked Chu Yi, “Jiang Xu and Zhou Huaixiao want to visit you tomorrow.”

Chu Yi: “Mmm-hmm-hmm-hmm-hmm!”

Shen Jin had intended to ask Chu Yi’s opinion, but the string of enthusiastic “mmm-hmm”s made his answer clear.

Shen Jin quickly pressed him down, urging him to stay still. “Don’t get too excited. Be careful of your incision.”

That evening, Shen Jin posted a photo on his WeChat Moments.

The photo showed three hands: a large palm, a small palm, and a tiny, tiny palm.

Shen Jin captioned it with just four words: “Father and son safe.”

Those four words said it all.

The post sent shockwaves through his WeChat circle. Within a minute, Shen Jin’s phone was ringing non-stop.

Gu Jin was the first to call. “Congratulations, congratulations, congratulations! You’re a dad now! I’m so envious!”

Even Chu Yi, lying in bed, could hear Gu Jin’s excited voice through the phone.

Gu Jin peppered Shen Jin with questions about Chu Yi and the baby: “When was the birth? How’s Chu Yi doing? How’s the baby?”

Shen Jin patiently answered each one.

As soon as Gu Jin hung up, calls from Zhou Tingshen, He Zhuo, and Li Cheng came one after another. Each of them was more excited than the last, and their questions were essentially the same as Gu Jin’s.

Though he’d already answered these questions multiple times, Shen Jin patiently repeated the answers.

In addition to his friends, other influential figures in Lanch City called to congratulate the head of the Shen family.

Shen Jin spent over an hour just answering phone calls.

After hanging up the last call, he received several text messages.

Seeing the sender’s number, Shen Jin smirked coldly. Chu Chengxu knew Chu Yi had blocked his number, yet he still dared to text him.

Shen Jin didn’t know how they had found out about Chu Yi’s baby, but they had humbly asked if they could visit Chu Yi, claiming he was their child and the baby was their grandson. They wanted to see Chu Yi and their grandson.

Shen Jin understood Chu Chengxu’s intentions without needing to think. They were the kind of people who would climb up any ladder offered to them.

He warned them that if they dared to appear before Chu Yi or upset him in any way, they would face the consequences.

Chu Chengxu and Liu Meihan’s faces paled upon receiving the message. They knew this was Shen Jin’s warning—he was still the same cold and ruthless man. They didn’t dare test him further.

Putting away his phone, Shen Jin’s gaze instantly softened as he looked at Chu Yi.

Chu Yi was propped up against the pillows, watching Little Lucky Star.

The baby was being held by the nanny, noisily sucking on his bottle. Despite his tiny size, his sucking strength was remarkable.

Chu Yi watched his Little Lucky Star feed, grinning foolishly. In that moment, he seemed no different from a child himself.

Having received pain medication after the surgery, Chu Yi felt no pain, but his body still felt uncomfortable, and he had little appetite. He hadn’t eaten anything for an entire afternoon and night.

Shen Jin coaxed Chu Yi to eat a little. “Just try a few bites. If you really don’t want any, we won’t force you.”

The congee was Uncle Wen’s special capon porridge, sprinkled with vibrant green scallions. The aroma was irresistible, and as Chu Yi ate, his appetite gradually returned. Before he knew it, he had finished the entire bowl.

That evening, Shen Jin insisted Uncle Wen go home to rest. Although Uncle Wen wanted to stay and keep them company, Chu Yi said, “Uncle Wen, I’d love to have your capon porridge again tomorrow morning.”

Only then did Uncle Wen finally leave.

Chu Yi worried that one postpartum nanny might be overwhelmed during the night, but he was surprised to find two nannies on duty.

Shen Jin focused on caring for Chu Yi, while the two nannies dedicated themselves to Little Lucky Star.

Little Lucky Star was remarkably well-behaved, sleeping soundly after each feeding. When awake, Chu Yi would play with him for a while. The baby cried when hungry, his voice clear and bright. Chu Yi couldn’t help but worry: *Could Little Lucky Star inherit my inability to control  tears?*

After coaxing Chu Yi to sleep, Shen Jin kissed his forehead and lingered for a moment, gazing at his beloved. Then he rose to check on Little Lucky Star.

The baby had finished his milk and was already asleep, soothed by the nanny.

Seeing the tenderness in Mr. Shen’s eyes as he looked at Little Lucky Star, the nanny thought to herself, *Mr. Shen must be an exceptionally good father.*