After Transmigrating into a Scum Gong, the Rich Young Master Got Pregnant with My Child - Chapter 1

Chapter 1

“What kind of garbage author wrote this? If you can’t write, then don’t!” Lu Zhaoyi closed his phone screen. “A devoted-dog shou paired with a scum gong—they’re truly a match made in hell! I must have a screw loose to even glance at it!”

The more Lu Zhaoyi thought about it, the angrier he got. The Billionaire’s Spoiled Wife Runs Away With the Ball was a trashy Danmei (BL) novel with a Shou (submissive) main character. Just by the name, he knew it was trash, but he only skimmed it because the Gong’s name was identical to his. It was absolutely rotten! The plot was incoherent garbage where the Protagonist Shou, Li Xiao, became a devoted lickspittle to the Protagonist Gong until the very end, getting everything he wanted.

That garbage author tagged it as a “Cremation Site for Chasing the Wife” (a trope where the Scum Gong chases the abused Shou), but in my opinion, Li Xiao doesn’t even need that awful protagonist Gong to chase him; he’d just go lick him himself! The cremation site should just burn those two low-lives together and scatter their ashes to relieve my anger.

Li Xiao is a famous designer, yet he actually says things like, “I don’t mind breaking my bones to shape myself into the person you want.” He’s nuts! You think you’re so good at shaping things? I’ll give you a 9 (Jiǔ), you really deserve a 6 (Liù)! [T/N: A Chinese slang joke where 6 is used to mean “awesome” or “flipping amazing” but used here sarcastically.]

Lu Zhaoyi was furious. He still had a ton of work to do, so he thought about getting up to grab a can of cola, but he accidentally bumped the door when he opened it. He was already angry, and that made him even angrier. Too lazy to move again, he just fell asleep on the sofa for a bit.

Even in his sleep, he was still muttering curses, showing how much resentment he held.

“President Lu, please wake up.”

A strange female voice sounded in his ear.

“Ah…”

“President Lu, today is the day you are scheduled to sign the contract with Li Xiao.”

“Huh?” Lu Zhaoyi’s mouth moved faster than his brain. “What the hell are you talking about?”

The assistant looked stunned. What was wrong with the CEO? He sounded… cultured, but not really?

Lu Zhaoyi rubbed his temples. “Are you named Chu Siyu?”

“Yes, President.”

As a ruthless character who had battled his way through the business world, Lu Zhaoyi immediately realized what had happened: he had transmigrated into The Billionaire’s Spoiled Wife Runs Away With the Ball.

A stampede of grass-mud horses (internet slang for “What the f*ck”) galloped through his mind. I am seriously wronged!

In this day and age, can’t you even criticize an author’s garbage novel? Is the punishment to throw me in here as the Scum Gong?

Truly liù (awesome/flipping amazing)!

“System, are you there?”

No sound. So there wasn’t one.

Having read extensively, Lu Zhaoyi knew that if there were a System, that annoying existence would absolutely show itself. Its absence now proved that there was no System.

That was a good thing; it saved him from losing all privacy.

However, even in a game, you need an objective. He had absolutely no idea what he was supposed to do now.

Lu Zhaoyi sorted through the jumble of thoughts in his head. He pretended to be calm: “Didn’t you say we have a contract signing? Why are you still standing there?”

The original author gave very few details about the Protagonist Gong, only briefly mentioning he was good-looking and nearly 1.9 meters tall.

The original owner was supposedly the CEO of a listed company, whose main responsibilities were sleeping with the shou and never going home. The most detailed parts the author wrote were about him and the protagonist shou in bed; Lu Zhaoyi hadn’t seen anything else.

Truly bad luck!

However, Lu Zhaoyi was highly adaptable. Having lost his parents young, and despite being under his uncle’s protection, he had faced considerable discrimination regarding his family situation. He knew how to deal with polluted hearts.

When Lu Zhaoyi came of age, he took over his parents’ company from his uncle. Although he was his parents’ only son and the inevitable heir, his ability to grow the company instead of letting it decline showed his exceptional skill.

The young President Lu inherited a company worth billions at eighteen. He was also very handsome, which drew countless girls to him. After he publicly announced his sexual orientation, it became countless boys bowing before him.

Lu Zhaoyi was willing to have ambiguously intimate dinners with people, and he was fine with watching those who wanted to sleep with him grovel, but that was as far as it went. Forget sleeping with them—he hadn’t even given a kiss to anyone.

As a man who valued his integrity, he naturally looked down on the original owner’s promiscuity, and he also looked down on Li Xiao, the lickspittle.

However, Lu Zhaoyi had always been honest and trustworthy. Although this contract wasn’t one he agreed to sign, he was now the original owner, and a word spoken cannot be chased back by a team of horses. He had no choice but to go see Li Xiao.

Lu Zhaoyi used his phone’s front camera to check his current face, and he discovered that he still had the same handsome features as before transmigrating. This allowed the anxiety he was feeling to ease slightly.

This Scum Gong was pretty lucky; he had a face identical to mine. He got off easy.

Lu Zhaoyi employed a driver, and today they were in a Cayenne.

Lu Zhaoyi sat in the car and closed his eyes. Although he didn’t fall asleep, the rest helped him feel much more comfortable than before.

As they were about to arrive, Chu Siyu reminded him, “President Lu, we’re here.”

Lu Zhaoyi nodded, pushed the car door open, and stepped out. He had many thoughts running through his mind.

For example, “I want to see what this lickspittle looks like,” “Acting as the Scum Gong? That’s my area of expertise, after all, that’s what everyone says about me,” and “May there be no more Scum-Jian (Scum-Lowly) novels in the world.”

…

No matter how many thoughts he had, he didn’t reveal a single trace of them on his face.

After all, the original owner had the same identity as him: CEO of a listed company. CEO novels look to us as models to study, and a face as cold as ice is the CEO’s survival rule.

Lu Zhaoyi didn’t want to follow the Scum-Jian script, but he didn’t know if he had to follow the original plot. If he followed it, he would only be disgusted by the storyline, but what if he died if he didn’t follow it?

Weighing the two options, Lu Zhaoyi chose to hold his peace and let his relationship with Li Xiao develop as it would.

Pushing open the private room door, Lu Zhaoyi caught a faint, woody scent. He knew without asking that it was Li Xiao’s perfume—a standard feature for the protagonist shou in BL literature.

All of Lu Zhaoyi’s jumbled thoughts vanished when Li Xiao turned to look at him.

Wait? That garbage author, your son is this beautiful? How could you bear to abuse him?

And that idiot original owner—you don’t cherish such a beautiful “wife” and insist on the “Cremation Site” trope? You’re missing out too much!

Li Xiao was wearing a light blue and white striped sweater paired with a white shawl cardigan.

His beautiful fox eyes were slightly curved because he was smiling, and there was a beauty mark at the corner of his right eye. Watching him, Lu Zhaoyi felt he didn’t look like an infatuated protagonist shou from a BL novel; he truly looked like a little fox spirit who had cultivated for a thousand years.

Even Lu Zhaoyi, a man of extensive experience, had to admit at this moment that Li Xiao was beautiful enough to capture his complete attention.

“President Lu,” Li Xiao’s voice was sweet, “You’re here.”

Lu Zhaoyi suppressed his urge to swallow.

“Li Xiao,” Lu Zhaoyi said coldly, “Have you really thought this through?”

“President Lu, I really need the money.”

As soon as he said this, Lu Zhaoyi’s good impression of him plummeted.

Lu Zhaoyi thought: I only transmigrated into a book, but you’re treating me like an idiot to deceive! Please, for your own sake, don’t come any closer. Don’t think I don’t know you’re worth billions and have a family inheritance!

Thinking this was one thing, but Lu Zhaoyi couldn’t just blurt it out. He said, “You are still young. What if you regret being with me later?”

“Is President Lu regretting it?” Li Xiao’s tone was filled with grievance. “But I really need you.”

Lu Zhaoyi saw his eyes full of affection and his face flushed like a peach blossom. To say he felt nothing would definitely be a lie.

Lu Zhaoyi had seen handsome people, but never someone as stunning as this. Seeing Li Xiao about to cry, how could he remain aloof? He quickly said, “Sign, sign, sign! I’ll sign, alright!”

“Does President Lu feel wronged that he has to spend money on me?”

Li Xiao still maintained that aggrieved expression, his tone suggesting the delicacy of a weak willow in the wind. This made Lu Zhaoyi completely lose his temper.

You’re the protagonist shou, you’re the main character of this story, you’ll survive no matter what! I, on the other hand, might turn to ashes if I mess up, alright?

The original author never said the Scum Gong was transmigrated!

I’ll sign the contract, then I’m running away! I don’t care how handsome you are. My life is the priority. Bye-bye, beautiful man.

Lu Zhaoyi was the contracting party (Party A), and his name was already printed on the contract. Li Xiao naturally had to sign his name. Seeing the fluidity of his handwriting, Lu Zhaoyi knew that Li Xiao was very willing to sign this contract.

Lu Zhaoyi thought: Love at first sight only complicates things. I also think you look good, but why don’t you say you like me?

A CEO must have a CEO’s principles and self-cultivation.

The person you like in your heart isn’t me, and I have no intention of deceiving you for your body.

Li Xiao’s handwriting was elegant and beautiful, just like him, always tempting one to look again. However, the character ‘Xiao’ (翛) originally means unrestrained and free, which really didn’t match Li Xiao’s character setting.

A love-brain lickspittle confines himself by drawing a circle with the original owner as the center.

That trash author, you truly mastered how to insult people.

Lu Zhaoyi wanted to leave immediately after signing and was planning a plausible excuse when he heard Li Xiao ask, “President Lu, when can I move in to live with you?”

“Huh?” Lu Zhaoyi feigned composure. “What’s the rush? It’s fine if you take a couple of days to prepare.”

Li Xiao shook his head: “I want to move in now.”

“Alright then,” Lu Zhaoyi said. “Go with Chu Siyu; she will make all the arrangements for you.”

“President Lu, can I have your contact information?”

Lu Zhaoyi took out his phone and displayed his QR code. After adding him as a friend, Lu Zhaoyi thought for a moment and only saved his name as “Li Xiao.”

He knew in his heart that Li Xiao was the original owner’s devoted lickspittle, but there was no need to make it disgusting by writing it down.

Now, Lu Zhaoyi was truly ready to leave. Li Xiao looked at him wistfully but ultimately said nothing.

Some feelings, if the other person doesn’t need them, shouldn’t be brought up, so as not to cause distress to others. Li Xiao never said he loved him; he only said he needed money, which was why he wanted to sleep with Lu Zhaoyi.

Although Lu Zhaoyi maintained his outward composure, he had many thoughts running through his mind. He just didn’t know if he could control the development of the situation.

Originally, The Billionaire’s Spoiled Wife Runs Away With the Ball was just a trashy novel to him, but now that he had become the protagonist of the book, it wasn’t just about the novel or whether it was scum/lowly. It concerned himself, and Lu Zhaoyi couldn’t escape it.

In his heart, Lu Zhaoyi was a bit unwilling. After all, his originally smooth life had been disrupted. Why was he brought into this world? To act out an epic sadomasochistic love affair with the protagonist shou?

Isn’t that just seeking trouble?

After signing the contract, Lu Zhaoyi returned to his company.

At least it was a CEO transmigrating to a CEO. Lu Zhaoyi thought, if he had become someone in a different profession, he didn’t know what he would have done—for example, if he’d become a member of the original owner’s harem.

Just thinking about it made Lu Zhaoyi feel sick; he probably would have called the police on the original owner.

But the problem was that Li Xiao was willing. If he hadn’t been willing, this trash novel wouldn’t exist. But since Li Xiao wasn’t actively saying he liked him, Lu Zhaoyi couldn’t actively tell him to give up on him.

He couldn’t just say that out loud.

Besides, he was now a person inside the novel, and he probably still had to follow the plot set by the author. Otherwise, what would happen if he disappeared?