After Transmigrating into a Scum Gong, the Rich Young Master Got Pregnant with My Child - Chapter 10

Chapter 10

Lu Zhaoyi suddenly wondered if his gaze would have been drawn to Li Xiao had he not transmigrated into this novel.

Li Xiao was like the materialized tenderness of Klein Blue and Monet’s Gray.

On an impulse, Lu Zhaoyi got up, grabbed the bubble gun, and then opened the window.

He noticed that while he was doing all this, Li Xiao was watching him with a light smile.

Li Xiao probably knew he wanted to play. Lu Zhaoyi didn’t care if Li Xiao thought he was childish; he pressed the bubble gun twice toward the window.

He was just about to sit back down after pressing it, but the wind stubbornly blew all the bubbles he had just created back at him. Even though he turned his face away, some still landed on him.

He never expected this turn of events, and he narrowed his eyes: “I’ll be darned…”

But meeting Li Xiao’s eyes, Lu Zhaoyi forced himself to swallow the rest of the sentence.

Li Xiao smiled and said to him, “That wind is rather rude.”

Lu Zhaoyi felt a little embarrassed. He had lived all these years without losing face much, yet since meeting Li Xiao, embarrassing incidents kept happening one after another.

I’m tired. I value my dignity!

“President Lu, maybe you shouldn’t play with this anymore, so you don’t get angry,” Li Xiao said with a laugh. “Let’s watch a movie. You can’t see the stars here anyway, and there’s no special view from the window.”

Since Li Xiao offered a way out, Lu Zhaoyi took it. He huffily put the bubble gun away and criticized, “Child’s toy, utterly boring.”

Li Xiao didn’t refute him. He smiled and said, “Yes, indeed.”

Lu Zhaoyi asked Li Xiao what he wanted to watch. Li Xiao replied, “I don’t have anything in particular in mind, President Lu. Whatever you like is fine.”

Li Xiao went to wash up. Since Lu Zhaoyi heard him say “whatever is fine,” he simply put on an opera. He wasn’t planning on watching seriously anyway; he just put it on for background noise, hoping it would be a bit hypnotic.

Lu Zhaoyi looked at his phone for a while before going to wash up. This was his first time touching the suitcase. Flipping through it, he discovered that Li Xiao had packed condoms and lubricant.

Lu Zhaoyi glanced at them and saw they were unopened. Judging by the brand, Lu Zhaoyi guessed that these were probably specially chosen for homosexual use.

He felt like he had touched a hot potato and quickly put the items back in their original place. Just as Lu Zhaoyi himself had said, since Li Xiao had done the packing, he didn’t have to worry about it. He naturally wouldn’t blame Li Xiao for bringing these now.

Lu Zhaoyi still felt a little uncomfortable. It was fine that Li Xiao was pretending to be a poor university student, and it was fine that he had sexual thoughts about him, but the problem was his physical condition.

Lu Zhaoyi couldn’t help but worry when he thought about Li Xiao wanting to ride the roller coaster earlier today.

He could at least restrain him now, but what if this relationship ended later and there was no one around to hold him back?

Lu Zhaoyi glared fiercely at the sexual supplies, his brow furrowing again.

Because looking at them made him so unhappy, he changed his clothes, then went to wash up. When he came out, he saw Li Xiao watching the opera with great interest.

You certainly know how to respect art.

He secretly looked at Li Xiao a few times, but Li Xiao was always earnestly watching the projector. Lu Zhaoyi was drowsy and called out, “Li Xiao.”

Li Xiao asked, “What is it, President Lu?”

“I’m sleepy,” Lu Zhaoyi said. “I’m going to find a room to sleep in. Are you going to keep watching this opera?”

Li Xiao shook his head: “I’ve seen this opera before. I’ll come sleep with you.”

“Okay,” Lu Zhaoyi didn’t object. He said to him, “Let’s go.”

Company matters, the river night view, the boring opera—Lu Zhaoyi didn’t want to deal with any of it. Right now, he just wanted to sleep.

After lying down, Lu Zhaoyi said, “This bed isn’t as comfortable as the one at our house.”

Li Xiao asked, “Is President Lu referring to the manor at home?”

“Xizhou,” Lu Zhaoyi was too sleepy and spoke without thinking, “Go to sleep.”

He naturally didn’t see the corner of Li Xiao’s mouth lift into a smile.

Before completely falling asleep, Lu Zhaoyi reminded himself that opera was not suitable for him to watch and that he would never watch it again. Sleeping was too time-consuming; he couldn’t… attend to Li Xiao promptly.

Lu Zhaoyi fell asleep earlier than Li Xiao and woke up earlier than him. He intended to get up quietly, but as soon as he moved, Li Xiao woke up.

“Did I wake you?” Lu Zhaoyi said. “If you’re still sleepy, go back to sleep for a bit.”

Li Xiao shook his head: “I want to go out and play with President Lu.”

The two went to wash up separately. When their eyes met, Lu Zhaoyi inexplicably felt like looking away.

Li Xiao blinked, looking expectant, and asked, “President Lu went to sleep early last night and I didn’t get my goodnight kiss. Can you make up for it now?”

Lu Zhaoyi smiled and asked him, “Did you not sneak a kiss last night?”

Lu Zhaoyi asked this question just to ask it, not to get an answer. He pulled Li Xiao into his arms, then planted a light kiss on his forehead: “Good morning, Li Xiao.”

Li Xiao smiled: “Good morning, President Lu.”

“Let’s go have breakfast,” Lu Zhaoyi said. “I’m really not used to this.”

“Not used to what?” Li Xiao asked. “Me?”

Lu Zhaoyi gave him a deep look and replied, “A capitalist not going to work on a workday. I wouldn’t have done this before. I used to be very diligent.”

“So that’s it,” Li Xiao said. “It’s all my fault for delaying President Lu’s serious work.”

“That’s a lie,” Lu Zhaoyi said. “You’re saying that while smiling.”

Li Xiao didn’t deny it. He nodded: “I’m happy when I’m with President Lu.”

Hearing this, Lu Zhaoyi quickly transferred a sum of money to Li Xiao on his phone. Happiness must have a reason, right? You even said it was because of me, so money is the best explanation.

Lu Zhaoyi felt very thoughtful, even creating an excuse for Li Xiao, yet Li Xiao showed no reaction.

He probably had his phone on silent.

Li Xiao naturally noticed his hesitation. He looked at Lu Zhaoyi and asked, “President Lu, what’s wrong?”

Lu Zhaoyi coughed: “Look at your phone.”

Li Xiao opened his phone as instructed and immediately saw the bank text message. He turned the phone screen toward Lu Zhaoyi. Only after confirming Li Xiao had seen the bank information did Lu Zhaoyi nod in satisfaction.

“This much?” Li Xiao feigned surprise. “Thank you, President Lu.”

Lu Zhaoyi, of course, knew that transferring money wouldn’t bring Li Xiao genuine happiness, but he still acted profound, as others described, saying, “Mm.”

Li Xiao said, “But we still haven’t…”

“Haven’t what?” Lu Zhaoyi knew without him finishing that he was referring to the fact that he hadn’t done the things expected in a sugar baby relationship.

Lu Zhaoyi thought, It’s your fault for opening yourself up to criticism. He said, “Li Xiao, we agreed that I’d take you out to play. What’s on your mind, huh?”

Li Xiao was stunned for a moment before realizing what he meant: “I thought the ‘play’ President Lu referred to was the kind of ‘play’ I understood.”

Lu Zhaoyi frowned at this statement: “Who taught you that?”

Li Xiao weakly said, “I figured it out myself.”

Hearing this, Lu Zhaoyi was at a loss for words. He used his face to unlock his phone and silently read the line he had written in his reminders before calming down.

—Do not get angry at Li Xiao.

Lu Zhaoyi, you can’t! At least, you shouldn’t get angry with him!

The more Lu Zhaoyi thought about it, the more he appreciated his foresight. To be honest, he was really afraid that if he got angry with Li Xiao, Li Xiao would have another health problem.

Some experiences are best never had. If they must happen, once is enough.

Li Xiao naturally noticed Lu Zhaoyi’s complex thoughts. He observed his expression and asked, “President Lu, are you angry?”

“I don’t dare. I am not.” Lu Zhaoyi changed the subject, “We haven’t eaten yet. I’m only unhappy because I haven’t had food.”

Li Xiao nodded: “Then let’s walk faster.”

Huh? You really take the exit when you see it. Fine.

If you weren’t so good-looking, I would definitely be unhappy. Definitely!

Lu Zhaoyi then slipped a chocolate ball to Li Xiao. Li Xiao looked at the chocolate ball, then at Lu Zhaoyi. Lu Zhaoyi’s expression didn’t change, but Li Xiao noticed he subtly curved his lips.

It’s fine if you don’t admit it.

Arriving at the restaurant, Lu Zhaoyi saw Li Xiao sit down and first brought him a glass of hot milk: “Drink some milk first to coat your stomach. I’m worried about your low blood sugar.”

Li Xiao nodded, his voice clearly smiling: “Thank you, President Lu.”

Lu Zhaoyi didn’t speak. Li Xiao had always been polite, but for people of their wealth, health was also very important.

In this matter, fate had never been kind to Li Xiao.

But it was alright. As long as he was willing to take meticulous care of him, Li Xiao would always be better than before; there would always be good times.

When Lu Zhaoyi was reading “The Billionaire’s Spoiled Wife Who Ran Away With the Ball,” he felt a sense of “anger at his failure to live up to expectations” toward Li Xiao, but now, all that was left was pity.

Li Xiao was beautiful and precious. He should have shone brightly in the design world, not been confined to the scum gong’s backyard out of affection.

Lu Zhaoyi had many questions for him, but what he asked was only, “Li Xiao, what do you want to eat?”

He went to retrieve food with Li Xiao. Lu Zhaoyi didn’t particularly love the food here, but with Li Xiao present, he wouldn’t eat much anyway. If he also showed a lack of interest, Li Xiao would eat even less.

So Lu Zhaoyi ate himself while also keeping an eye on Li Xiao. When he saw that more than half of the milk in his cup was gone, he got up and refilled it for Li Xiao.

With Lu Zhaoyi being so attentive, Li Xiao naturally ate. They both ate until they were more than eighty percent full.

After eating, Lu Zhaoyi and Li Xiao simply strolled around the City Amusement Park. For Li Xiao, playing was never the important thing; what mattered was being with Lu Zhaoyi.

They came out early. The vendors in the amusement park hadn’t arrived yet, and the shops that were open were still setting up, not officially operating. But in the summer, this time of day was always more comfortable than the first two or three hours of noon and afternoon. With company, they weren’t bored.

“Li Xiao, I have to go to a meeting at Yuehe the day after tomorrow,” Lu Zhaoyi said. “I’m sorry, I won’t be able to stay with you.”

Li Xiao asked seriously, “Then are you still coming home the day after tomorrow?”

Lu Zhaoyi now remembered that he was the one who had referred to the Xizhou apartment as “home.” Since he had said it was “home,” he couldn’t let Li Xiao revert to calling it “the Xizhou apartment.”

As he was thinking, he heard Li Xiao continue: “If you come back, I’ll wait for you no matter how late it is.”