After a Real Person Plays the Protagonist of an Anguish Novel [Quick Transmigration] - Chapter 2

Chapter 2: Housewife

 

After dropping off Shen Shanyu, Tang Yiqing returned to the villa, went upstairs to change his clothes, and then slipped into the kitchen.

 

He had always had a habit of sharing food content online and had accumulated a number of followers over time. Today, he wanted to try livestreaming. In the Shen family, he only needed to play the role of a good wife and a good mother; he didn’t need to do anything except revolve around Shen Mingzheng and Shen Shanyu, and such a life was very boring.

 

When the plot reached the point of divorce, there was a high probability he would be kicked out of the house. Therefore, before that happened, he needed to earn enough money to smoothly navigate that part of the story.

 

Tang Yiqing set up his phone stand, then clicked on the app. Previously, he had never shown his face. At this moment, he couldn’t help but take a deep breath to try and relax before starting the stream.

 

People began to trickle into the livestream room. He offered a greeting and started introducing the ingredients he had prepared and the dishes he was going to make.

 

Ten minutes later, the number of viewers stayed around 100. Although the crowd wasn’t large, they were very active.

 

In the livestream, Tang Yiqing stood before the sink washing vegetables. There was no special lighting; the morning sunlight was gentle. Tang Yiqing wore soft loungewear, making the scene look clean and refreshing, possessing a magical quality that could calm people down.

 

Tang Yiqing’s movements were methodical. While handling the ingredients, his eyelids were slightly lowered, and his long lashes cast a shadow at the corners of his eyes. He exuded an aura of tranquility, frequently looking at the camera to smile at the viewers. Occasionally, he showed a bit of shyness and would seriously answer the fans’ questions.

 

More people joined the room. Tang Yiqing began to chop vegetables earnestly. What the audience saw was a serious profile soft features, snow-white skin, and stray hairs half-covering his ears. His earlobes appeared translucent under the sunlight. Even without being next to him, it felt as though one could smell his fragrance.

 

What is this… this is a fragrant mommy.

 

What should we call the streamer? Call him Mommy.

 

Wife, wife! I want to hug you and smell the fragrance.

 

Don’t just call him Mommy randomly! We aren’t your children!

 

Having the streamer as a mommy would make me the happiest chubby kid in the world, boohoo.

 

Having not looked at the screen for a moment, Tang Yiqing could no longer keep up with the netizens’ train of thought. He was being called all sorts of things, leaving him feeling momentarily at a loss.

 

He currently had very complex feelings toward the title “Mommy.”

 

Since it was his first time livestreaming, his movements were relatively slow. Explaining while cooking was time-consuming. He only made three dishes in total, yet in the blink of an eye, it was already afternoon.

 

He didn’t eat lunch with Father or Mother Shen; he just made his own meal and ate a bit. He leaned against the counter, the hair on his forehead slightly damp with sweat. He hadn’t expected livestreaming to be so exhausting and thought that next time he streamed, he would only make one dish.

 

The number of viewers was higher than he expected, and the interaction was lively. At this moment, as the people in the stream watched him dazed with exhaustion, the comments refreshed even faster.

 

It was then that Tang Yiqing sensed a dark shadow out of the corner of his eye. By the time he reacted and looked over, he saw Shen Mingzheng’s face, which bore a slight look of sarcasm.

 

Tang Yiqing felt awkward and immediately told the viewers he was ending the stream. His honest personality made it impossible for him to use affectionate terms for his fans like other streamers did; he simply said, “Friends, I’m going offline now.”

 

Shen Mingzheng looked Tang Yiqing up and down. His collar was slightly open, his apron was stained with oil, his hair was a bit messy, and the hair on his forehead was damp. Originally, there was no need for him to do anything in the Shen family, yet he always managed to get himself into this state.

 

His gaze swept over Tang Yiqing’s face and paused. Usually, he ignored everything about him; in his eyes, Tang Yiqing wasn’t at all remarkable from head to toe. But looking at him now, this face truly wasn’t ordinary. It didn’t have a meticulously crafted delicacy, but rather a natural comfort. His cheeks were porcelain white, his features were soft, and his whole being radiated a sense of obedience and gentleness.

 

By now, Tang Yiqing had walked up to him, a slight smile on his face. “You’re home early today.”

 

Shen Mingzheng then snapped back to his senses. His momentary distraction made him irritable. Looking at the person standing before him, his lips curled into a cold sneer. “No matter how much you learn, you’ll never be like him.”

 

After those words, Shen Mingzheng turned and went upstairs, leaving Tang Yiqing stunned in place. It took a while for him to process Shen Mingzheng’s words.

 

He Chenguang was also a streamer, and a very successful one at that, with over ten million followers across the web. However, the other man was in the beauty category, which was a completely different style from his.

 

Presumably, from the first day he started filming videos, Shen Mingzheng had assumed he was secretly trying to imitate He Chenguang. Now that he had started livestreaming, Shen Mingzheng was even more convinced he was mimicking He Chenguang’s career.

 

He probably even confidently believed Tang Yiqing was trying to attract his attention and win his affection by acting like He Chenguang.

 

Tang Yiqing checked the time; it was about time to pick up Shen Shanyu. He went upstairs to change and drove out of the villa.

 

Although his son often gave him a hard time and didn’t like him as a mother, the boy insisted that Tang Yiqing do everything for him personally, otherwise he would throw a tantrum. It really felt like the boy was a debt collector from a past life.

 

Sure enough, he was throwing a tantrum again today. The little figure sat in the backseat with his arms crossed, not saying a word, his pout very prominent.

 

Tang Yiqing glanced at him in the rearview mirror, then started the car. The vehicle drove smoothly along the road.

 

The interior of the car remained silent the entire way. Shen Shanyu occasionally observed Tang Yiqing through the mirror. Upon realizing that he really didn’t intend to pay him any mind, his pout grew even deeper. Finally, he couldn’t help but speak first. “I’ve been laughed at all day because of your cake!”

 

Shen Shanyu spoke out in anger, only to find that Tang Yiqing was still focusing on driving and gave no response. He immediately felt very aggrieved. “I’m never talking to Mommy again!”

 

Tang Yiqing couldn’t help but sigh softly. Originally, he quite liked children; they were cute and carried a milky scent. But now, he couldn’t like them at all.

 

The sound of sobbing came from the back, gradually getting louder, as if he had suffered a massive injustice. Tang Yiqing glanced back and responded somewhat helplessly, “Mommy will definitely do a good job next time. Forgive me this once, baby Shanyu.”

 

The sobbing behind him paused for a second, and then the voice became arrogant. “As punishment, I won’t talk to you for the rest of the day!”

 

Tang Yiqing slowly shook his head. He really was taught by his father’s example—ready to use this kind of cold violence as punishment at every turn. They were truly father and son.

 

After returning to the villa, Tang Yiqing went straight to the second floor and back to his bedroom. This was the master bedroom, the largest on the second floor. Originally, he and Shen Mingzheng were supposed to live here together, but from the day he entered the Shen household, Shen Mingzheng had moved to the room next door.

 

Since entering the Shen family, the two of them had never shared a bed. When Mother Shen discovered this situation, she was also very surprised. Later, she tried to talk sense into Shen Mingzheng, but clearly, it had no effect.

 

In the end, Mother Shen could only tell him to be more proactive. Actually, since they already had a child, whether they shared a room or not wasn’t something the Shen family cared much about anymore.

 

Tang Yiqing reached up and pressed the gland on the back of his neck. There was a swollen, burning sensation there; his heat was coming…

 

In the bedside drawer, there were neatly arranged suppressants. He took out two vials. After opening the packaging, he aimed the needle at a vein in his arm and numbly pushed the medicine in. His dosage was becoming higher and higher; even after injecting two vials, the effect wasn’t very obvious, so he had to take out a third.

 

In truth, even with these suppressants, every heat period was miserable. Healthy, stable partners would stay by each other’s side during this special phase; they would grow closer through the nourishment of each other’s pheromones, becoming healthier in body and mind.

 

For someone like him who had already given birth, the need was even heavier, requiring his husband’s pheromones for soothing. It was just that he had never received them.

 

In the beginning, Tang Yiqing couldn’t accept this setting. He felt his body had been modified. Giving birth was shocking enough, but to also have such shameful and intense desires…

 

The system’s early worries about him running away were indeed necessary. He had entertained the thought, but his own adaptability and stability were strong. Considering he had already died in his previous world, where would he go if he ran away? So, he stayed.

 

Now, he even thought it would be nice if he could soothe those desires, but it was just a passing thought. He wasn’t someone bold enough to act without scruples.

 

After taking a bath, Tang Yiqing lay lazily on the bed. He was indeed a bit tired today. His eyelids were fighting to stay open as he felt drowsy, yet his body was getting hotter, as if something were stifled inside him. He wanted to release it but was lost as to how, able only to unconsciously rub his legs against the quilt.

 

At that moment, the system came online, issuing a task to maintain the plot and character persona. “567” went into hiding immediately after issuing the task, as if it had never appeared.

 

Tang Yiqing clicked on the task bar in his mind to check. Seeing 567’s guilty behavior, he knew it wouldn’t be anything good, and he was right.

 

Task: Request Shen Mingzheng to spend your heat period with you (2 Pleasure Points).

 

This task was actually quite logical. He was currently in heat, so going to Shen Mingzheng to resolve their marital physiological needs was perfectly normal. To put it another way, he was to “seduce” Shen Mingzheng once and then be harshly rejected; after being mistreated, he would gain two pleasure points.

 

In his memories, he had done this on his first day in the Shen household, which was the very day Shen Mingzheng moved next door.

 

Tang Yiqing slowly climbed out of bed, put on his slippers, and left the room. A few steps later, he was at Shen Mingzheng’s door. He knocked twice, but there was no response.

 

He listened for movement inside for a moment, waited a bit longer, then gripped the handle and pushed it down. He opened the door; the light was off and the bed was neatly made. Clearly, he wasn’t in the bedroom.

 

Tang Yiqing closed the door and thought for a moment. Shen Mingzheng came home quite early today; could he have gone out again?

 

Just then, there was a sound from the stairs. He looked over and saw Shen Shanyu stuffing a piece of watermelon into his mouth, his lips and chin covered in juice. Tang Yiqing walked over. “Shanyu, have you seen Papa?”

 

Shen Shanyu looked up at him, gave a heavy “Hmph,” and his small figure walked past him without looking back.

 

Tang Yiqing remembered the punishment Shen Shanyu mentioned in the car. This child really was seriously carrying out what he said. His fingernails unconsciously pressed into his palm. At this point, his head was spinning and his body was heating up.

 

He leaned slightly against the wall. The cool temperature of the wall through his palm made him feel a bit better. Shen Shanyu opened his own door, and just as he was about to enter, he spoke. “Papa is talking to Eldest Uncle. They are talking about something important.”

 

He emphasized the word “important,” as if disdainfully telling him not to disturb them. Tang Yiqing might not do everything for Shen Shanyu personally, but he was fulfilling his duties as a mother. He didn’t know where a child as young as Shen Shanyu got such contempt for him.

 

He really took after his father.

 

The small figure entered the room, and the hallway fell silent. He was currently at the start of his heat, so it was only a bit uncomfortable. If he were in the middle of the heat phase later, he probably wouldn’t have the energy to do the task.

 

His feet felt a bit weak. He walked up a few steps, and just then, he heard the sound of someone coming down. Tang Yiqing looked up and saw Shen Mingzheng coming down.

 

He was wearing formal attire, looking as if he were about to head out. When Shen Mingzheng saw him while coming down, he frowned. “What are you doing blocking the way here?”

 

He didn’t stop his descent as he spoke. Tang Yiqing found it hard to speak. Seeing Shen Mingzheng about to pass by him, he subconsciously grabbed his wrist.

 

Shen Mingzheng paused. His gaze dropped to Tang Yiqing’s hand on his wrist, then looked up to meet Tang Yiqing’s eyes, pulling his wrist back. “Did I not say you should wear a suppressant patch even at home?”

 

Tang Yiqing was startled, seemingly stung by his cold expression. “I… I will pay attention from now on.”

 

Without waiting for what Tang Yiqing actually wanted to say, Shen Mingzheng had already quickened his pace downstairs. Tang Yiqing held onto the railing, forcing his weak legs to move faster, only catching up to Shen Mingzheng once they reached the first-floor hall.

 

By now, Shen Mingzheng appeared irritable, wanting to get away from Tang Yiqing immediately. Looking at the flushed person before him, he had a vague guess. As Tang Yiqing approached, the scent of pheromones became stronger, causing his own body to start heating up and making him even more frustrated.

 

At it again, using pheromones to seduce people. So thirsty, so desperate for me to fuck you.

 

Sure enough, under Shen Mingzheng’s cold gaze, Tang Yiqing took another step forward and said with a pleading look, “Mingzheng, my heat is here. Can you stay with me?”

 

Shen Mingzheng gave a cold sneer. It was exactly as he guessed. Curiously, a tingling, itchy sensation arose in his body. He didn’t know if it was because Tang Yiqing was pleading so lowly, or because he saw him suffering—likely both—but it gave him a sense of satisfaction.

 

Seeing that he could only beg him, that no one else could help him, and that no matter how he was treated he could only revolve around him… that feeling was actually quite good.

 

The long silence gave Tang Yiqing hope. Shen Mingzheng leisurely watched the expectation in his eyes and slowly said, “In your dreams.” Then, he left without looking back.

 

Tang Yiqing watched his back and breathed a sigh of relief. The task was finally complete.

 

He raised a hand to wipe his neck; hot sweat left his fingertips damp. When he turned around, he saw Shen Shuowen coming down the stairs. He froze, his face filled with embarrassment, unsure if his conversation with Shen Mingzheng had been overheard.

 

Shen Shuowen had smelled that daisy scent while still on the stairs. Usually, the scent was very light, but now its presence was very strong, warm and melting, unlike how it usually was.

 

There was a sense of long-awaited familiarity, like a warm current injected into his blood, making his whole body feel relaxed yet causing a faint heat. His face remained calm, but his feelings were intense. As an S-grade Alpha, no one’s pheromones had ever caused such a strong reaction in him.

 

It made him want to get closer, to want more. His gaze landed on Tang Yiqing. Right now, sweat was faintly soaking his collar, and his face was flushed, like a peach that would release juice with just a touch or a press.

 

Shen Shuowen looked away. This person was his brother’s wife; ethics and morality did not allow him to have any other thoughts about this person.

 

“Eldest Brother, going out so late?” Tang Yiqing greeted with a weak voice.

 

Shen Shuowen nodded. The closer he got, the stronger the warm scent of daisies became. He saw the disappointed look on Tang Yiqing’s face and assumed the conversation with Shen Mingzheng hadn’t gone well.

 

His expression softened slightly. He knew Tang Yiqing’s life in the Shen family wasn’t easy; his husband didn’t love him, a fact that no one could change.

 

“Are you feeling unwell?” Shen Shuowen asked.

 

Tang Yiqing’s face grew even redder, feeling quite shy. “It’s nothing…”

 

Shen Shuowen’s gaze paused. Suddenly, a thought occurred to him. Is the heat period here?

 

As an older brother, he shouldn’t ask such private questions. He simply said, “Go back to your room and rest. Mingzheng and I have a business banquet to attend; we might be back very late.”

 

“Oh…” Tang Yiqing responded softly. He hadn’t received an explanation from Shen Mingzheng, but instead got one from Shen Shuowen. “Then I’ll go upstairs.”

 

Shen Shuowen gave an affirmative sound. Tang Yiqing walked past him, bringing a small gust of wind with him the scent of daisies.