After leaving scumbag A, I Found a Happy Ending with a Flirtatious Beauty - Chapter 88

The arrival of new life brought the most joy and enthusiasm to Grandma Luo, who tirelessly shuttled between the Meng residence and the hospital every day, delivering a steady stream of nourishing tonics to Shen Qiaoyi.

Shen Qiaoyi suffered from severe morning sickness and couldn’t stand the slightest hint of greasiness. Yet, unwilling to reject her mother-in-law’s kindness, she secretly asked Lu Zhiyuan to help her finish the food.

At first, Lu Zhiyuan obliged, but later after some unknown words from Grandma Luo her attitude changed completely. Not only did she stop helping, but she also personally made sure Shen Qiaoyi ate every last bite.

At noon, Shen Qiaoyi was forced to drink another bowl of soup. Setting down her chopsticks, she exhaled briefly. “I’ve already eaten four pigeon legs. I really can’t take any more. Yuanbao, please, help me finish the rest. Grandma isn’t here, no one will see.”

Lu Zhiyuan was carefully peeling fruit for her and didn’t pause her movements. She cast her a lazy glance. “What do you mean, ‘no one will see’? Am I not a person?”

Shen Qiaoyi froze.

This rotten Alpha her words made it clear she wasn’t going to help.

Shen Qiaoyi shot her a fierce glare. “I don’t care. You have to eat it for me.”

Lu Zhiyuan cut the apple into small pieces, skewered them neatly with a toothpick, and handed them to Shen Qiaoyi.

She sat close to her little fox, wrapping an arm around her shoulders as she coaxed gently, “Sweetheart, don’t be stubborn. Grandma said this soup has Diyecao in it not only does it help stabilize the pregnancy, but it also…”

Shen Qiaoyi took an angry bite of apple. “Also what?”

Lu Zhiyuan pressed her forehead against hers, smug. “Helps influence the baby’s secondary gender.”

Shen Qiaoyi blinked. “What secondary gender?”

Lu Zhiyuan grinned even wider. “For girls born to a female Alpha and Omega pair, secondary gender differentiation usually happens around age thirteen, when their traits start developing. But Grandma said if the mother drinks Diyecao for a week during the second month of pregnancy, the chances of the baby differentiating into an Alpha increase significantly.”

“So our little Niangao will definitely be the top in the future.”

It took Shen Qiaoyi a moment to process this before she shoved Lu Zhiyuan away in exasperation. “Lu Zhiyuan, have you lost your mind? What kind of nonsense are you thinking about all day? Go away get away from me!”

Alarms blared in Lu Zhiyuan’s head, and she instantly switched to an ingratiating expression, flopping onto Shen Qiaoyi’s lap. “Don’t be mad, sweetheart. I’ll love Niangao no matter what secondary gender they have…”

She nuzzled her cheek against Shen Qiaoyi’s belly, giggling foolishly for no reason. Inside was someone connected to her by blood someone who, if she were ever gone from this world, would take her place in protecting her little fox.

This feeling was truly magical and wonderful!

Lost in her hazy happiness, Lu Zhiyuan completely missed Shen Qiaoyi’s growing tension.

Shen Qiaoyi shielded her belly with both hands, blocking her affectionate rubbing. “President Lu, haven’t you been arriving late and leaving early a lot lately? It’s already 10 a.m. shouldn’t you be at work?”

Lu Zhiyuan wrapped her arms around her waist, sighing contentedly. “Let me stay with Niangao a little longer.”

Shen Qiaoyi huffed. “Don’t hug me so tight you might squish Niangao.”

Lu Zhiyuan lowered her lashes, pouting pitifully. “Sweetheart now that you have Niangao, you don’t want me around anymore?”

Miss Lu was absolutely lethal when competing for attention with her daughter. Her attitude softened and her tone became even more coquettish, like a big cat tightly clinging to its owner’s leg. Shen Qiaoyi was utterly charmed by this rare display of contrast.

Shen Qiaoyi chuckled, pinching her chin and giving it a gentle shake: “Yes, I love you the most, Yuanbao. You’re my number one.”

Shen Qiaoyi had thought Lu Zhiyuan would be satisfied with this answer, but to her surprise, Lu didn’t hide her dissatisfaction at all: “Don’t you love Little Nian Gao?”

Shen Qiaoyi: ???

What on earth did she want? Why was she harder to please than a pregnant woman?

Shen Qiaoyi was both exasperated and amused, finding her unbearably adorable. She reached out and vigorously rubbed Lu’s cheeks with both hands: “Alright, alright, I love both of you, okay? Now go wash the grapes for me. Mom said eating more grapes will make the baby’s eyes big and beautiful.”

“Got it!” Lu Zhiyuan sprang up nimbly and grabbed the grapes from the fruit basket.

Just then, Su Jintao’s congratulatory call came through: “Congratulations, Lu Yuanbao! I heard my daughter-in-law is expecting.”

Lu Zhiyuan retorted like a tongue twister: “What do you mean your daughter-in-law is expecting? It’s my wife who’s expecting your daughter-in-law.”

“Oh dear, I was so excited I misspoke…” Su Jintao’s voice couldn’t hide her excitement: “I never thought I’d become a mother-in-law so soon!”

“Cut the crap!” Lu Zhiyuan swore uncharacteristically, her face visibly darkening: “At most you’ll be the mother of the bride. Our Nian Yi is a ‘1’, a ‘1’, got it?”

Su Jintao was baffled by the jab but didn’t dare argue, asking timidly: “What’s a ‘1’?”

“‘1’ means the top, got it? Why am I even explaining this to you?” Lu Zhiyuan bristled like a cat whose tail had been stepped on: “Stop mentioning our Nian Yi from now on. Consider this marriage arrangement canceled.”

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Lu Zhiyuan was actually quite restrained, keeping her hands braced so she didn’t put her full weight on the little fox. Her lips lingered just inches away as she licked and nibbled at the delicate earlobe and neck, slowly trailing kisses down to the collarbone.

Tiny electric currents spread to the most intimate places, making Shen Qiaoyi’s reproductive glands tingle with a numbing sweetness. The slightest touch caused her pheromones to seep out uncontrollably.

Her face flushed red as she pushed Lu Zhiyuan away. “Don’t do this.”

“Then stop saying things that upset me,” Lu Zhiyuan murmured, gazing down at her. Shen Qiaoyi happened to look up at the same time, her loose hospital gown slipping halfway down her arms, revealing smooth, milky skin. From Lu Zhiyuan’s angle, she could see everything the soft, rosy peaks.

Perhaps because of the pregnancy, they seemed even fuller than before…

And even more fragrant.

Just one glance was enough to make Lu Zhiyuan lose control.

She nuzzled gently with the tip of her nose, and Shen Qiaoyi trembled involuntarily, her reproductive glands tightening in response. Frantically, she pushed at Lu Zhiyuan. “Yuanbao, stop! We can’t Little Nian Gao isn’t stable yet.”

Finally regaining her senses, Lu Zhiyuan braced her hands beside Shen Qiaoyi’s ears, steadying her ragged breathing.

Just then, Xiao Taohua’s voice came from outside. “Little Fox Sister. I came to see you…”

“You need to get up!” Shen Qiaoyi hurriedly pushed Lu Zhiyuan away and sat up straight, adjusting her disheveled clothes. She tucked her long hair behind her ears, hiding her flushed cheeks.

Taohua bounded into the room, followed by Chen Moli, who, as usual, kept her head slightly lowered, her expression reserved.

“Moli, you found time to come?” Shen Qiaoyi greeted her warmly, a gentle smile on her face. “How’s the new job? Are your coworkers easy to get along with?”

Chen Moli froze for a moment, completely taken aback. She never expected Shen Qiaoyi to speak to her so openly without any sarcasm or hostility, just genuine kindness.

“I swapped shifts with someone so I could visit you,” Chen Moli said hesitantly, stepping forward. Her eyes flickered toward Lu Zhiyuan with unmistakable gratitude. “My coworkers are all very nice. Since they know I was recommended by Assistant Xia, they’ve been very polite. Especially my mentor. She’s not only kind but also incredibly patient. She even packs extra lunch for me every day. Her stir-fried zucchini with pork is really…”

Halfway through, she looked up and saw Shen Qiaoyi watching her with an amused smile. Instantly, her cheeks burned red.

Shen Qiaoyi teased, “Your mentor is that capable, huh?”

“Huh?” Chen Moli faltered, the redness on her face deepening.

Lu Zhiyuan wrapped an arm around Shen Qiaoyi’s shoulders and turned her gaze to Chen Moli. “Gu Ningxin is a top graduate from Z Country’s Architectural Institute and the only female architect to win the Pritzker Prize. Learn well from her you’ll gain a lot.”

“Mm, I know.” Chen Moli nodded earnestly. She hesitated before walking up to Shen Qiaoyi and pulling a book from her bag. “I got my paycheck today. The accounting department settled up to last week, so I got paid for eight days. I wanted to buy a protective pendant for the baby, but after covering Taohua’s meal expenses, I didn’t have enough. So I bought you some prenatal books instead. I hope you don’t mind…”

Then, timidly, she added, ” I’ll make up for the pendant when the baby is one month old.”

“Oh, thank you…” Shen Qiaoyi accepted the books with delight, reading each title one by one: “Pregnancy Encyclopedia,” “Nutritional Recipes for Expectant Mothers,” “Scientific Childcare”…

“I was just about to ask Yuanbao to buy some prenatal education books, and here you’ve brought them. Thank you, Molly.”

Chen Molly shook her head. “It’s me who should be thanking you. If it weren’t for you treating my father, he might not have made it. Now my aunt and cousin are detained, and the lawyer says they could face up to ten years. Taohua and I will never have to suffer their abuse again. I don’t know how to repay you…”

Shen Qiaoyi looked up with a sincere smile. “Granny Luo says everyone faces trials from heaven. Once you endure the hardships, only sweetness remains.”

Chen Molly lowered her lashes, her voice choked with emotion. “Thank you.”

Everyone was deeply moved, and the atmosphere grew heavy for a moment. Little Taohua skipped over to Shen Qiaoyi and gently touched her belly. “Sister Little Fox, they say you’re going to have a baby, is that true?”

Shen Qiaoyi lightly tapped her tiny nose. “Yes, it is.”

Taohua tilted her head thoughtfully and asked in her childish voice, “Then can you give birth to a wife for me?”

Shen Qiaoyi froze for a second, then turned to exchange a glance with Lu Zhiyuan.

Lu Zhiyuan subtly raised an eyebrow at her, as if to say: See? Our little Nian Gao is quite the charmer.

Her smug expression didn’t last long, the next moment, her smile stiffened.

Because…

She heard Taohua say, “That way, I can hug and kiss her every day.”

Lu Zhiyuan: !!!

Being hugged and kissed?

Their little Nian Gao was a ‘top’ if anyone was doing the kissing, it would be her pinning someone down.

With a stern face, Lu Zhiyuan nudged Taohua aside. “Go on, go play somewhere else.”

Taohua looked up at Chen Molly with pitiful eyes. Chen Molly quietly pulled her aside and patted her head. “Taohua really likes Nian Gao?”

Taohua nodded eagerly.

Chen Molly: “Then Taohua will have to present as an Omega in the future.”

“Does it have to be an Omega?” Taohua paused, her beautiful eyes widening as she racked her brain for a solution. Suddenly, as if struck by inspiration, she happily wrapped her arms around Chen Molly’s waist. “Sister, quick vturn me into an Omega! Then I can play kissy with Nian Gao.”

Chen Molly: “……”

Shen Qiaoyi had been stuck in the hospital for a month, bored to the point of hallucinating, before finally getting Dr. He’s approval to go home.

Upon returning, she found the entire front hall packed with pregnancy supplies, and the greenhouse had been expanded by Lu Zhiyuan into an increasingly lavish space. Every detail was meticulously arranged from the vibrant flowers to an absurdly oversized hammock all rigorously tested for safety before being brought in for her use.

Dinner was still prepared by Granny Luo. Noticing Shen Qiaoyi’s severe morning sickness, she thoughtfully adjusted the menu to include nutritious yet light dishes. She even fished out some pickled vegetables from the jar and served them in a small dish for Shen Qiaoyi.

Shen Qiaoyi inhaled deeply, her eyes crinkling. “It smells amazing.”

“Yiyi seems to have a good appetite today.” Granny Luo handed her a bone china bowl and chopsticks. “Eat up first pregnant women shouldn’t go hungry.”

Shen Qiaoyi insisted on waiting for everyone to gather before eating. Unable to persuade her otherwise, Grandma Luo secretly stepped onto the porch to call Meng Ziyan: “Ah Yan, when will you and Madame Du Sang be back? We’re waiting for you to start dinner.”

Meng Ziyan’s gentle voice floated over from the porch: “Right here, just in front of you.”

Grandma Luo hung up and turned around with a soft smile: “How did today’s charity performance at the nursing home go?”

“More than just well, it was absolutely spectacular,” Madame Du Sang replied, carrying Meng Ziyan’s heavy cello as she slowly approached. She handed a paper bag to Grandma Luo: “The elderly residents gave us these salted duck eggs. We couldn’t refuse their kindness.”

Grandma Luo accepted it and urged quietly: “Hurry and wash up. Yiyi insisted on waiting for you two the poor thing must be starving by now.”

After washing their hands and taking their seats, Grandma Luo busied herself setting the table. As she casually placed the salted eggs down, one rolled to the edge of Shen Qiaoyi’s bowl with a heavy clink.

The shell cracked, releasing a golden flow of rich, fragrant oil.

Shen Qiaoyi’s entire being seemed to bloom at the scent of this earthly delicacy. Eagerly, she picked up the egg and pried it open with her chopsticks.

Noticing this from the corner of her eye while serving dishes, Grandma Luo teased with a laugh: “Our little rice cake here might just present as an Omega later…”

“Why?” Lu Zhiyuan’s expression abruptly darkened, the hopeful light in her eyes extinguished as if doused by cold water.

Grandma Luo explained: “They say when pregnant women crave pickled foods, the baby usually presents as an Omega.”

Meng Ziyan seemed unbothered, smiling warmly: “Whatever our little rice cake presents as even if it’s just an ordinary beta they’ll always be our Meng family’s treasure.”

Shen Qiaoyi nodded in quiet agreement, breaking open the egg to eat when Lu Zhiyuan abruptly snatched it away.

“Sweetheart, salted eggs aren’t nutritious…” Lu Zhiyuan replaced it with braised beef in aromatic sauce: “Eat this instead, this is good for you.”

Watching her coveted egg disappear, Shen Qiaoyi felt an unbearable itch of frustration.

Little did Lu Zhiyuan know when a pregnant Omega craves something, the need becomes all-consuming, a physical torment akin to withdrawal if unsatisfied.

Shen Qiaoyi fell asleep in this state of acute craving, her mind haunted by visions of golden-oiled duck eggs.

In the dead of night, she quietly rose from bed, checking on Lu Zhiyuan.

Her mate lay peacefully asleep beside her, breathing evenly in deep slumber.

“Yuanbao! Yuanbao.” Shen Qiaoyi tested softly.

No response.

After fifteen motionless minutes, certain Lu Zhiyuan wouldn’t wake, she tiptoed out.

Guided by the porch’s faint light, she stole into the kitchen and illuminated cabinets with her phone, hunting for the eggs.

Fortunately, the Meng residence was spacious several corridors separated kitchen from bedroom, muffling any noise.

Opening the second cabinet, she finally discovered the neatly arranged eggs. Suppressing her glee, Shen Qiaoyi carefully extracted her prize.

She couldn’t wait to crack the shell, quickly peeling off the eggshell and was about to pop it into her mouth when suddenly click, the lights turned on.

Lu Zhiyuan stood at the doorway with her arms crossed, her expression calm, her gaze indifferent.

Shen Qiaoyi instinctively hid her hands behind her back, stood up, and lowered her head guiltily. “Yuanbao~”

Lu Zhiyuan walked over and took her hand. “Let’s go back to sleep.”

Shen Qiaoyi shook off her grip, shielding the salted duck egg in her hands, and whined, “No way~”

Lu Zhiyuan turned off the kitchen lights, plunging the room into darkness instantly. Only a sliver of moonlight seeped in through the window.

She was a head taller than Shen Qiaoyi, and even without speaking, her presence carried a quiet, oppressive weight in the dark.

Lu Zhiyuan wrapped an arm around her waist and coaxed softly, “Baby, let’s go back to sleep.”

Shen Qiaoyi squirmed in her embrace, trying to sneak the duck egg into her mouth amidst the struggle. But Lu Zhiyuan was faster in the blink of an eye, she snatched the egg from her hand and, with a graceful arc, tossed it precisely into the trash bin.

“My duck egg. Wuwuwu, Lu Zhiyuan, you owe me a duck egg…” Shen Qiaoyi pounded her fists against Lu Zhiyuan’s shoulders, her eyes reddening with frustration. “I hate you…”

Lu Zhiyuan tightened her hold firmly. “No more salted duck egg. Time to go back to sleep~”

Shen Qiaoyi let out an “aowu” and bit her neck. “No! If you don’t give me back my duck egg, I won’t sleep!”

“Fine, I’ll make it up to you.”

Lu Zhiyuan pulled out a box of matches from the kitchen counter, struck one with a flick, and an orange glow danced in the darkness.

The flame illuminated her eyes as she murmured in a soft, dreamy voice, “Baby, do you see it?”

Shen Qiaoyi: ???

Was she seriously acting out The Little Match Girl in the middle of the night?

Maybe it was because she craved the duck egg so badly, but Shen Qiaoyi actually saw the glistening yolk in the flame.

She paused and looked closer, it really was there. But before she could savor it, the match burned out.

Lu Zhiyuan struck another one, the light flickering across her face again. “Baby, look, I’m giving you another salted duck egg.”

Pregnancy had made Shen Qiaoyi a little slow, and she fell right into Lu Zhiyuan’s trap, staring at the nonexistent yolk in the flame and swallowing hard.

Three seconds later, the match went out, a wisp of smoke curling upward as the kitchen returned to darkness.

Lu Zhiyuan wrapped an arm around her slender waist and guided her out. “Alright, I’ve given you your duck egg. Now let’s go to bed.”

Shen Qiaoyi looped her arms around Lu Zhiyuan’s neck and kissed her lips pleadingly. “Yuanbao~ Just one bite…”

“No.”

“Then half?”

“No means no!”

Ignoring her bargaining, Lu Zhiyuan scooped her up in a bridal carry.

Up the stairs, open the door, close the door, onto the bed, under the covers all in one smooth motion.

“Yuanbao~”

Lu Zhiyuan sealed her lips with a kiss, swallowing all her protests about the salted duck egg until she couldn’t speak anymore.

A moment later, when Lu Zhiyuan pulled back, the little fox started whining again. “Yuanbao~”

Another kiss.

“Yuanbao~”

Another kiss.

“Yuanbao~ Just one bite, please? Just one?”

Lu Zhiyuan gently stroked her belly, her voice barely above a whisper. “After you give birth to Little Niangao, you can eat as much as you want, okay?”

Shen Qiaoyi reluctantly lay down. Just as Lu Zhiyuan was tucking her in, she suddenly flipped over and pinned her down, pressing her fingertips against her pheromone gland: “Then…I want to claim you…”

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