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

Sisi nodded vigorously, then immediately said, "Good morning, Mommy! How are you today?"

The pronunciation is standard and the intonation is natural.

Lin Caiwei was stunned.

She knew Chen Hao was teaching Sisi English, but she didn't expect it to be so effective.

This is no longer at the level of "knowing a few words".

"You..." She looked at Chen Hao, "How did you teach me?"

"It's just about speaking and practicing more often," Chen Hao said casually. "My English is pretty good, so I just have everyday conversations with her."

Children learn quickly during their sensitive period for language.

Lin Caiwei was once again shocked.

She suddenly realized that her understanding of Chen Hao was probably less than the tip of the iceberg.

This man is like a treasure trove; every layer you dig reveals a new surprise.

Just then, Lin Caiwei remembered something.

"Oh, right, Sisi," she patted her daughter on the back, "Mom bought you a present."

Sisi immediately looked up, her eyes shining like stars: "A gift? What gift?"

"Take a guess?" Lin Caiwei kept everyone in suspense.

"Is it a doll?"

"no."

"Is it a pretty dress?"

"No, not exactly."

"Is that...a new toy?"

Lin Caiwei shook her head with a smile: "None of them are correct."

"Wait here, Mom will go get it for you to see."

She put Sisi down and got up to walk towards the bedroom.

Chen Hao watched her retreating figure, wondering what kind of gift it was.

Sisi ran to Chen Hao's side and clung to his knees: "Daddy, what gift do you think Mommy will buy for me?"

"Dad doesn't know either." Chen Hao patted her head. "We'll know when Mom takes it out."

"I hope it's something Sisi likes!" the little one said with anticipation.

A few minutes later, Lin Caiwei came out of the bedroom.

She was holding an elegant paper bag with the logo of a high-end bookstore printed on it.

She walked up to Sisi, squatted down, and handed her the paper bag.

"Here, open it and take a look."

Sisi took the paper bag, reached inside, and pulled out a box.

Open the box, and inside is a set of hardcover books.

The cover features cute cartoon characters, and the title is printed in large gold lettering: "The Adventures of the Chen Family's Daughter in the Mountains and Seas".

Lin Caiwei smiled and introduced, "This is a fairy tale book that your mother bought for you."

I heard this story is very interesting and many children like it.

The most coincident thing is that the little protagonist in the story is also named Sisi, exactly the same as our Sisi.

Do you like it?

After she finished speaking, she looked at her daughter expectantly.

Sisi held the set of books, but her expression was a little strange.

She glanced at the book, then at Lin Caiwei, and finally looked up at Chen Hao.

Chen Hao was also stunned.

He looked at the set of books, then at Lin Caiwei, and for a moment he didn't know what to say.

"What's wrong?" Lin Caiwei sensed the awkward atmosphere. "Don't you like it?"

Sisi shook her head and then said, "Mom, the Sisi in this fairy tale is actually Sisi."

Lin Caiwei didn't understand: "What?"

"It's just..." Sisi organized her thoughts.

"This story was written by my father, and the character Sisi in it is based on Sisi."

We already have this set of books at home; Dad bought it for Sisi a long time ago.

The living room was quiet for a few seconds.

Lin Caiwei squatted there, still in the posture of handing over the book, her smile slowly freezing.

She looked at Sisi, then at Chen Hao, and something seemed to click into her mind.

"The Adventures of the Chen Family's Daughter in the Mountains and Seas"... Hao Lin... Chen Hao...

She had actually suspected it long ago.

From the first time she heard the pen name "Haolin," from seeing the little protagonist named Sisi in the story, from Chen Hao's literary talent... she couldn't help but make connections.

The association is just too incredible—how could a food delivery worker write a fairy tale that became a nationwide sensation?

So she never dared to confirm it.

But now, Sisi tells her herself: This was written by Dad.

Lin Caiwei slowly stood up and looked at Chen Hao.

Her eyes were complex, showing surprise, disbelief, and a sense of relief that said, "I knew it."

"This book..." she began, her voice slightly hoarse, "Did you really write it?"

Chen Hao nodded: "I wrote it."

My pen name, "Haolin," is a combination of characters from my and Sisi's names.

Although she was mentally prepared, Lin Caiwei still felt somewhat dazed when she heard Chen Hao admit it to her own ears.

She looked down at the book in her hand—the set of children's books that she had specially asked Chen Siqi to buy, the most popular children's books at the moment, and the author was standing right in front of her.

And this person was also the father of her daughter.

"You..." Lin Caiwei opened her mouth, wanting to ask something, but didn't know where to begin.

Chen Hao noticed her confusion and offered to explain, "I just read stories to Sisi and found them quite interesting, so I compiled them and posted them online."

I didn't expect everyone to like it.

He spoke casually, but Lin Caiwei knew it was anything but simple.

A book that becomes this popular cannot be achieved simply by "writing something casually".

She suddenly remembered something and frowned as she asked, "By the way, when did you buy this set of books?"

Lin Caiwei said, "Yesterday."

I asked Siqi to buy it for me.

Chen Hao shook his head: "That shouldn't be the case."

Only the first edition of this book has been published so far, with a total of 10,000 copies printed.

It sold out in less than two or three hours on the day it was launched.

Where did you buy it?

Lin Caiwei was stunned.

Two or three hours...and all 10,000 copies sold out?

She knew the book was popular, but she didn't expect it to be this popular.

This is no longer just a "bestseller," it's a phenomenon.

No wonder...

She recalled the expression on Chen Siqi's face when she gave her the book yesterday.

At the time, Chen Siqi said, "Sister Caiwei, this book is really hard to buy now. I had to ask several friends to help me get a set."

She thought it was just a polite remark.

Looking back now, Chen Siqi's hesitant manner clearly indicated that she had something else to say.

Lin Caiwei took a deep breath and said, "Siqi said she spent a thousand yuan to buy it from a stay-at-home mom."

"A thousand yuan?" Chen Hao raised an eyebrow in surprise. "This set of books is only priced at twenty-eight."

Just then, Sisi spoke up.

The little guy, clutching the same set of books, pouted.

"Aunt Chen is a big idiot. Dad told me that this book can be bought for only twenty-eight yuan."

Children speak without thinking, yet their words revealed the truth.

Chen Hao and Lin Caiwei exchanged a glance, and then they both laughed at the same time.

Chen Hao found the whole thing both absurd and funny.

Lin Caiwei laughed at herself—spending a thousand dollars to buy a book written by her "man," if this got out, it would probably make the headlines in entertainment news.

Laughter echoed in the living room.

Sisi looked at her father and then at her mother. Although she didn't understand what the adults were laughing at, she giggled along with them.

Laughter filled the room for a moment.