After A Failed Online Relationship, I’m Pregnant With A Wealthy Tycoon's Child - Chapter 2

Chapter 2: The True and False Young Masters Heh, as Expected of an Old Pervert

After Qiao Yan sent the friend request, he initially felt a bit guilty. But the moment he thought about how that pair of dog-men had teamed up to bully him, he figured they had it coming.

He was highly confident in his ability to reel in He Yanzhou. After all, he was the top beauty on the campus rankings at Ningcheng University.

Although he had scoffed at the title last year, at this very moment, he actually managed to conjure up a subtle sense of pride over it.

Qiao Yan took a huge gulp of his iced cola. Yet, even after drinking until his entire body felt chilled to the bone, he didn’t receive a single reply from He Yanzhou.

???

Was the old man’s aesthetic taste that low?

He couldn’t even appreciate this?

Qiao Yan pursed his lips with a grim expression. Tightening his small face, he pulled out his phone.

He decided to amp up the firepower, deliberately mimicking the “green tea” tone used by Qiao Yunguang that the old man loved so much. He felt goosebumps of disgust break out all over his body as he typed.

Little Peach Bites Super Hard: Daddy, Little Peach is so lonely late at night, pay some attention to me~ QAQ

Qiao Yan clutched his cola and waited for another half hour, but there was still no movement from the other side. However, when he tapped on He Yanzhou’s profile picture, he saw a little green dot flashing—the man was actually online.

Online and still ignoring me? Could it be that the photo wasn’t explosive enough?

Thus, Qiao Yan decided to increase the dosage. Forcing himself to endure the cold, he took off his jacket and pulled open his collar. He awkwardly brought the phone close to his neck, but unlike last time, this photo faintly revealed his slightly parted lips.

Having been pampered and spoiled by the Qiao family since childhood, Qiao Yan’s skin was fair and supple, and his lips were red and glossy. In the dimly lit rental room, his skin radiated a porcelain-like cold luster; a casual snapshot looked like a silent seduction.

After taking the photo, Qiao Yan was shivering uncontrollably from the cold. Trembling, he went to the bedroom to grab a plush duvet, wrapped it around himself, and sent the photo out. Then, he curled up in his chair to wait for He Yanzhou’s message.

The very next second after the photo was sent, Yan accepted Qiao Yan’s friend request.

Heh, as expected of an old pervert.

With a mocking curve on his lips, Qiao Yan tapped furiously on his keyboard.

Little Peach Bites Super Hard: Daddy finally replied to me! Little Peach has been waiting for so long~

The other side showed that Yan was typing for a long time. Yet, after half a minute of no activity, only a brief sentence finally came through.

Yan: Sorry, my younger sister added you.

Who would believe that?

This old man really knew how to pretend. It was one thing not to admit his own lecherous nature, but he even had to shift the blame to his sister. What kind of man was he anyway!

Little Peach Bites Super Hard: Don’t be like that, Daddy~ Meeting is fate, stay and keep Little Peach company~

The other side typed for a long time again.

Yan: I am not interested in you.

Qiao Yan: …………??????

How could he not be interested? His tone was practically a one-to-one replica of Qiao Yunguang’s, okay?

Impossible. He must just be playing hard to get.

Little Peach Bites Super Hard: Does Daddy not like my profile picture?

This time, the other side didn’t hesitate at all.

Yan: I don’t like it.

Yan: It looks dirty.

???

This is a subtle, pure-yet-sexy style that I painstakingly set up, okay?!

Besides, what’s dirty about red wine? Why on earth does a man so devoid of romance still exist in this world!

Qiao Yan was so furious that he thrashed around inside his duvet, messing up his hair completely until only a pair of bright, soulful eyes peered out.

With a click of his mouse, he logged off right on the spot.

Hehe, since you’ve offended my Little Peach, just you wait to regret it!

Just wait until this Peach charms you so thoroughly that you can’t extricate yourself, and then this Peach will elegantly run away. You can spend the rest of your life regretting while staring at Little Peach’s deactivated, grayed-out profile picture!!!

The next morning, Qiao Yan packed up all his belongings and moved out of the rental room.

As a student at Ningcheng University, he was supposed to live in the dorms according to school regulations. However, because Cao Jingtong snored like a pig, Qiao Yan had moved out.

Now, Qiao Yan had no choice but to move back into the dorms, his suitcase packed with a dozen pairs of soundproof earplugs.

Just as Qiao Yan reached the bottom of the dormitory building, a classmate offered to help carry his luggage up.

He had never done any heavy lifting while at the Qiao family home; if he actually carried it up himself, he would probably lose half his life. Thus, Qiao Yan quickly and gladly agreed.

“Why is Qiao Yan back? Didn’t he complain that you snored too loudly?”

“It’s because of that mess with his family…”

“What exactly happened? He’s so beautiful, it shouldn’t be like this…”

Just after seeing off the classmate who helped him move his luggage, Qiao Yan opened the dorm door and overheard the discussion between Qin Zhi and Cao Jingtong. Having just climbed six flights of stairs, his voice carried a heavy pant:

“Since you know how miserable I am, why aren’t you coming over to help me move this…”

“Oh, right!” Qin Zhi climbed down from his bunk bed and helped drag the luggage inside.

Returning to the long-lost dormitory, Qiao Yan’s heart was filled with nothing but a sense of desolation. He collapsed onto his chair like a weathered old man, his chest heaving continuously. However, before he could even catch his breath, he received an ominous WeChat message.

Coffee Shop Boss: Come right now, we have an important guest.

…

I literally just climbed up here ten minutes ago.

After his family cut off his funds, Qiao Yan had found a part-time job at a coffee shop near the school a few weeks ago to make ends meet. At the time, Qiao Yan saw that the coffee shop had a high-end environment, so he signed the contract.

He hadn’t expected the boss to treat him entirely like a corporate slave, not only requiring him to be on call 24 hours a day, but the wages paid out didn’t even amount to half of what was originally promised.

Qiao Yan wanted to weep. He stood up stiffly from his chair, feeling his calves trembling as he floated back to the dorm door.

Qin Zhi poked his head out from the top bunk: “Why are you heading out again?”

Qiao Yan turned around with a haggard expression: “I’m going out to serve a client.”

After saying that, Qiao Yan left the room in what he considered a dashing manner, leaving behind his two roommates whose heads were filled with question marks.

To make it to the coffee shop on time, Qiao Yan rented a shared bicycle.

The bicycle lacked any wind shielding, and because Qiao Yan had dressed lightly for the sake of aesthetics, the freezing wind sliced across his face like a bone-carving knife. By the time he reached the coffee shop, he felt as though he had lost all sensation in his limbs.

The moment the boss saw him, he craned his neck and called out, “Our star attraction, you’re finally here!”

Qiao Yan’s lips trembled nonstop from the cold: “Yeah.”

“This afternoon, a big client booked our place. Oh my, it’s incredibly mysterious—they only left a contact number and kept everything else a secret,” the boss’s eyes gleamed with excitement. “Most importantly, he directly transferred fifty thousand yuan to our little shop!”

Fifty thousand?

Then wouldn’t he get a commission too?

Qiao Yan cheered inwardly, suddenly feeling filled with vitality again. “What do I need to do?”

The boss grabbed his shoulders to position him at a specific spot in the lobby. After sizing him up, he gave Qiao Yan a firm thumbs-up: “Just stand right here. When he arrives, you’ll be his exclusive waiter.”

Qiao Yan: “It’s that simple?”

The boss glanced at him up and down. “Otherwise? The customer specifically requested you. Do you really have no idea how valuable that face of yours is?”

“Specifically requested?” Qiao Yan was somewhat displeased. “Are they really treating me like some kind of escort?”

“Oh, come on, just endure it if you can make money. It’s not like they’re asking you to do anything excessive…”

The boss wanted to say more to persuade Qiao Yan, but he saw the coffee shop’s glass doors slide open silently. He immediately put on a sycophantic businessman smile and rushed over to welcome the guest.

Standing off to the side, Qiao Yan saw the newcomer’s face. His mind instantly went buzz, and sweat broke out in his palms.

It was Qiao Yunguang again.

Was humiliating him in front of his rental house not enough? Did he really have to rush all the way to the school just to make a mockery out of him?

Right now, Qiao Yan was dressed thinly underneath, with the coffee shop waiter’s apron draped over him. In contrast, Qiao Yunguang was glamorous, wearing a custom high-end cashmere coat. Every smile and gesture of his seemed to mock Qiao Yan’s impoverished circumstances.

“Oh, look who it is. Isn’t this my older brother? What a coincidence.”

Qiao Yunguang stared at Qiao Yan with watery eyes, the corners of his mouth curving into a mocking smile.

“Qiao Yunguang, you don’t have to be this relentless with your provocations.”

“What are you saying, Brother? I just came to have a cup of coffee.”

Qiao Yunguang always beat around the bush like this, acting as if he held some deep-seated hatred against Qiao Yan.

The true and false young master situation in their family was just like most television dramas; they had been swapped by a nanny. Out of revenge after a secret affair with the father, the nanny had switched the babies.

The nanny had raised Qiao Yunguang in a village until she died of exhaustion, leaving behind a letter hoping the Qiao family would take Qiao Yunguang away.

Thus, Qiao Yunguang returned to the Qiao family, and he had even coexisted peacefully with Qiao Yan for a period of time.

However, that peace was just something Qiao Yan had naively assumed. Looking back now, Qiao Yunguang had probably started plotting how to frame him way back then.

Qiao Yan glared intently at Qiao Yunguang: “Leave. You’re not welcome here.”

Qiao Yunguang chuckled and suddenly looked at the dumbfounded boss beside them: “Is that so?”

The boss, who had been enjoying the drama, quickly rushed over to mediate: “Harmony brings wealth, harmony brings wealth!”

After saying that, he stealthily winked at Qiao Yan, frantically gesturing the number five with his fingers, clearly trying to imply: This is a massive fifty-thousand-yuan order!

Not even for five million!!!

Qiao Yan had never been the type to swallow his anger. He was used to being domineering; how could he endure this kind of disrespect? Thus, he pointed straight at the coffee shop door and barked, “Get out.”

Looking completely innocent, Qiao Yunguang quietly stepped back, hiding behind the boss. “I really just happened to come by…”

Seeing Qiao Yunguang’s pitiful display, the boss felt a pang of sympathy. Combining this with the rumors about the Qiao family’s true and false young masters, he naturally leaned toward the real young master. He urged, “Qiao Yan, quickly go serve the customer.”

Seeing that even the boss sided with Qiao Yunguang, Qiao Yan felt as if a cold, venomous snake was wrapping around his neck, making it hard to breathe.

Clenching his fists at his sides, he gritted his teeth. “Fine. I’ll go provide the service right now.”

Seeing that Qiao Yan had finally backed down, Qiao Yunguang’s previously slouched posture straightened up.

“Keep it up, Brother. I want a latte. I look forward to the delicious, freshly ground coffee made by my brother~”

The person who usurped the beautiful life that belonged to me deserves this kind of punishment, don’t they?

Qiao Yunguang watched with leisure as Qiao Yan walked toward the counter, a wave of immense satisfaction washing over his heart.

Qiao Yan walked quickly toward the back area. He followed the procedure to make a cup of scalding hot latte, meticulously pouring it into a paper cup. The process looked entirely flawless.

Picking up a tray from the side, Qiao Yan gently placed the coffee cup on it. Wearing a standard polite smile, he walked over to the table where Qiao Yunguang was seated.

“Your latte. Please enjoy.”

Qiao Yunguang said triumphantly, “Thank you, Brother.”

However, in the very next second, an abrupt change occurred. Qiao Yan suddenly and swiftly ripped off the coffee lid, throwing it straight at Qiao Yunguang’s face!

“Ah!”

Qiao Yunguang instantly clutched his face. The scalding coffee splashed all over him. Fortunately, he managed to shield his eyes in time; otherwise, he might have been blinded.

Looking at Qiao Yunguang’s wretched state, a delightful smile finally broke across Qiao Yan’s face.

He had never intended to provide any so-called service to Qiao Yunguang. His mind had been entirely consumed by fury, filled with memories of being framed by Qiao Yunguang and insulted as the “son of a mistress.”

“A mistress’s child, huh? Being this pretty, his mother definitely wasn’t decent.”

“Tsk tsk, it’s one thing to be a fake young master, but how can he be this shameless?”

…

Every single incident, every single word, was all thanks to Qiao Yunguang.

The boss stood frozen in utter shock by Qiao Yan’s sudden action. Qiao Yunguang trembled continuously while clutching his face, while Qiao Yan watched them with composure, feeling nothing but the thrill of revenge.

Suddenly, Qiao Yan felt his wrist gripped by someone with an indisputable force.

He subconsciously tried to break free but found himself completely powerless. The person dug their thumb firmly into Qiao Yan’s pulse point. His wrist was squeezed so hard that two red marks appeared, looking shockingly stark against his pale skin.

Instead of loosening up, the grip on Qiao Yan’s hand tightened, leaving him unable to break free at all.

Qiao Yan could only follow the perfectly tailored sleeve of the suit upward, meeting a familiar yet grim face.

—It was He Yanzhou.