After Becoming a Scummy Alpha, I Refuse to Get Divorced - Chapter 17

Zhu Qingran shouted “Give birth!” with such gusto that her little wife nearly dug a hole through her palm.

Du Shiyu, meanwhile, was nothing short of exasperated.

What did being angry have to do with having a baby?

Were they going to name their future child “Qi-Qi,” born out of pure irritation?

The moment that absurd thought flashed across her mind, Du Shiyu rejected it from the depths of her soul.

Fine, the scummy Alpha had recently burned her brain out with a fever and turned stupid—Du Shiyu could accept that.

But a child? A child absolutely could not be this ridiculous, right?

And also, this wasn’t even the point.

Du Shiyu suddenly realized she had actually followed along with Zhu Qingran’s train of thought.

But weren’t they done with feelings?

Hadn’t they already begun preparing to file for a mutual-agreement divorce?

Then why—why on earth would she be thinking about having a child with someone who was about to become her ex?

Du Shiyu, you have completely lost it.

After squeezing Zhu Qingran’s palm hard, she gave a fierce shake of her head.

That finally snapped Zhu Qingran back to her senses.

And the first warning signal she received upon returning to reality was—

Her little wife didn’t want to have a baby with her!!!

The emerald pendant hanging from her ear began shrieking.

Zhu Qingran felt as if her brain was about to be vibrated into cellular dissociation by this IO Premier Couple Emotion Tuner.

Had Du Shiyu truly used up the last of her feelings for her?

Then her bold promises of “having lots of babies” just now—did they come across as some kind of emotional coercion?

Zhu Qingran might have been born and raised a domineering CEO, but she was not shameless.

Even though she really did want to have babies with her little wife.

But clearly, the priority now was to start dating her little wife and rebuild their feelings.

So, this is what those CEO romances mean by “marriage first, love later”!

Zhu Qingran made up her mind: she would become gentle as water, thoughtful and caring, breaking through her little wife’s defenses step by step—then naturally, one day, close the door, heat the pot, and make a baby.

“Grandma, we’ll definitely have children in the future. But as you can see, Shiyu and I are both focused on our careers right now. Having a baby is something that needs to be planned carefully—it should happen naturally, not rushed.”

Zhu Qingran was prepared to speak with emotion and reason—protect her little wife with sincerity, soothe Grandma’s eagerness to see great-grandchildren.

Her younger cousin was absolutely right.

This “family meeting” had a terrifyingly aggressive baby-making agenda!

“Zhu Qingran, since you insist on jumping from ‘angry’ to ‘babies,’ I can’t help but wonder.” Grandma Zhu narrowed her eyes meaningfully.

“Are you perhaps incapable?”

That single line sent the domineering CEO rocketing out of her seat.

You can say Little Zhu doesn’t earn enough, but how could you question Little Zhu’s ability?

An Alpha! Being called incapable! Absolutely unacceptable!

Zhu Qingran now seriously suspected Grandma was also in that obnoxious so-called “Inner Cabinet” chat group.

Just who leaked the news about her kidney deficiency?

Who?

Before Little Zhu could even begin to explain, Grandma Zhu waved her hand dismissively.

“Whatever mess you’ve gotten yourself into, I don’t care, and I don’t want to care. But Zhu Qingran, let me make this clear today—keep yourself in line. Shiyu and I are close friends despite the age gap. As long as she’s happy, you get to breathe. If she gets upset, I will make sure you regret it!”

With that, Grandma Zhu linked arms with Du Shiyu and headed off to the room to embroider, sip tea, and chat—leaving her own granddaughter and great-niece abandoned right there in the dining room.

Watching the two figures—one old, one young—disappear down the hallway, Zhu Qingran felt her scalp prickle.

Grandma might look gentle and kind, but the moment she opened her mouth, her queen-level aura blasted out.

Zhu Qingran almost wanted to clutch both kidneys and run for cover.

But before she could flee, He Yimo kicked her hard under the table.

What the?

Her little cousin had gotten bold!

They were supposed to be iron-clad sisters; how could the little cousin be touching her under the table?

She and her little cousin could never be happy together!

How could she—how could they—how could this be happening?

Zhu Qingran nearly started chanting a cleansing mantra, but her cousin suddenly stood up the moment Little Wife and Grandma entered the room.

“What the hell, Zhu Qingran! Are you crazy? You let your wife and your grandma have private time together? Aren’t you afraid all your little tricks will get exposed?”

He Yimo retracted her foot, then raised her fist in front of Zhu Qingran’s face.

She was genuinely disappointed in her older cousin.

In the past, Zhu Qingran would never let her little wife spend time alone with Grandma Zhu.

She had barely even brought her little wife home more than a handful of times.

But this time.

“Zhu Qingran, be honest with me. Did your kidney deficiency recover and you hit the target in one shot? Is my sister-in-law pregnant? Is that why you’re suddenly so calm and fearless about having your disguise exposed?”

He Yimo suddenly switched tones, leaning in with a probing whisper.

Her question only made Zhu Qingran sink deeper into frustration.

“Don’t even start! If I’d hit the target, would I still be talking about letting things happen naturally? I haven’t even gotten the chance to aim!”

He Yimo blinked. “Oh.”

“Your pheromone scent has been so strong these days, and you’ve been flirting nonstop. You’re sure you and sister-in-law haven’t—”

It was a conversation only real sisters could have—He Yimo dropped her actress persona entirely and leaned in to discuss bedroom matters like they were sharing a bowl of instant noodles.

“Pheromones? You’re sure I have pheromones? Aside from feeling like I’m drowning in milk tea vibes, I didn’t notice I had any alpha scent at all. Maybe I am trash. Cheap, useless trash.”

Zhu Qingran sighed, practically laying her chin on the table to mourn her pathetic alpha life.

Her regulator hadn’t buzzed all day.

Ugh, did Little Wife really not expect anything from her anymore?

Compared to Zhu Qingran’s sulky mood, her cousin He Yimo was even more stunned.

Her jaw dropped—a shape normally impossible for her glamorous celebrity face—staring at her supposedly sharp, ruthless CEO cousin.

The dining room fell silent. With the door shut and the housemaids too scared to interrupt, the atmosphere felt frozen.

Minute by minute passed, and without Little Wife nearby, Zhu Qingran was dying of boredom.

She wanted so badly to hold her wife’s hand. To smell that minty sweetness again.

Zhu Qingran was getting so desperate she was about to stand up and go look for her.

Meanwhile, once He Yimo regained her composure, she scooted closer, then suddenly reached out to test Zhu Qingran’s forehead temperature.

“Your temperature’s normal—you’re not sick. So how did the brain of such a smart, high-grade CEO get fried like this?”

She let out a long sigh.

Then she frowned, reconsidering her own words.

“No, wait. The brain you use to scam money out of your own sister is still working fine. It’s just your love IQ that’s dead. Truly—God opened one window for you and slammed every other door shut.”

He Yimo looked like she had finally figured something out.

The little cousin was finally going to flip the script and dominate for once.

She even pushed up a pair of glasses that didn’t exist and curled her lips into a knowing smirk.

“President Zhu, I have a secret. Want to trade something of equal value for it?”

“Equal value? I know what color underwear you wear. What secrets do you think you have that I don’t already know?”

Indeed—when it came to deals and money, no matter how discouraged Zhu Qingran was, she would never allow herself to take a loss.

Her single sentence completely derailed He Yimo’s dramatic moment.

“Zhu Qingran, just because I endorse your company’s bright-red lingerie line doesn’t mean I like that style! Don’t you dare start with me.”

“You like those strawberry lace trims.”

Zhu Qingran added casually. Her younger cousin fell silent.

“What the! Zhu Qingran, are you spying on me? How do you even know.”

“Because I like them too. Didn’t I take you to that shop myself?”

He Yimo’s mind was pulled straight back to years ago.

Back then, she was still studying dance. Because her body had started developing earlier than others, her classmates teased her about it.

It was Zhu Qingran who dragged her into a lingerie shop and told her there was nothing shameful about it—that this was a sign of a girl growing mature and beautiful.

The two sisters even bought matching strawberry-print sets.

Now that such an ancient little secret had been dug up, He Yimo felt her cheeks heat up but inside, she was warm.

“Jie, sometimes I feel like you’re my mom. Since my ‘old mom’ loves me so much, here—this secret, I’ll tell you for free.”

He Yimo cleared her throat, lowered her voice, and spoke so quietly only the two of them could hear.

“Jie, has it ever occurred to you that the ‘tea scent’ you keep complaining about might actually be your pheromones?”

“My pheromones?”

At those words, Zhu Qingran felt lightning slam straight through her skull.

She had trembled, suffered, endured, worried herself sick, even gone to get checked for kidney deficiency.

And the truth was actually—

“That was my pheromones?”

“Yes! All the Zhus’ Alphas are tea-scented—Pu’er, green tea, Tieguanyin, Longjing, Maojian, white tea. Did you forget the reason you used to chase after little sister-in-law? You told her, ‘Shiyu, mint paired with clear tea, that’s a first.’”

He Yimo said this with absolute sincerity—no trace of teasing.

But Zhu Qingran couldn’t believe the truth was actually—

“Zhu Wushuang is an Omega, so of course hers smells like milk tea. And I’m not a purebred Omega, so the scent I inherited is sweet milk. President Zhu, have you scammed me for so much money that your brain stopped working? How do you forget the scent of your own pheromones?”

He Yimo hadn’t even finished laughing when Grandma Zhu walked out with Du Shiyu.

“Shiyu, remember to save a ticket for Grandma for your school’s anniversary gala. I want to see the youthful energy of you students. That rascal Qingran definitely won’t go, so if you have extra tickets, I’d like to give them to—”

“She’ll go! Who said my cousin won’t go? Cousin-in-law, save a ticket for her—she’s not only going, she’s performing onstage! And save one for me too. I want to see how sweet the Alpha girls at your school are!”

He Yimo, who had done nothing useful just minutes ago, now rushed to help.

As she spoke, she jabbed Zhu Qingran hard in the back.

Cousin, this is as much as I can help you!

The little wife’s all on you now!

Flirting is your specialty, isn’t it?

“Yeah, I’m going. I’m even performing, performing?”

Zhu Qingran answered boldly, then suddenly sensed something was wrong.

Why was her little wife staring at her wide-eyed? Was she surprised Zhu Qingran was going to the school performance?

“I mean, I never cared for these events before, but I care about Shiyu. So, I also care about her students. That’s why I’ve decided to attend this year’s school anniversary gala.”

Zhu Qingran kept explaining, trying desperately to make this sudden personality shift sound reasonable.

But the old lady simply shook her head. “Zhu Qingran, you performing? What are you planning—breaking stones on your chest or jumping through fire hoops? As long as you don’t cause trouble for Shiyu, I don’t care whether you go or not. If you don’t, I’ll just give the ticket to my old friend.”

When the little wife was brought back to Zhu Qingran’s side, the big CEO’s hand trembled so hard she almost shot out of her chair.

When Zhu Qingran looked at her, her face suddenly burned hot.

Images—unspeakable ones—flashed across her mind, too sudden in their sweetness, too intense in their excitement.

What was she supposed to do now?

Take Shiyu’s hand first then go back to their cozy love nest?

Light some candles, turn on the aromatherapy, and then.

Oh no.

Just thinking about it made her blush all the way to her ears.