After Transmigrating into a Scum Gong, the Rich Young Master Got Pregnant with My Child - Chapter 42
Chapter 42
“It’s not the first or second time,” Lu Zhaoyi said. “This is not up to you.”
“Alright,” Li Xiao said with a smile. “Then CEO Lu must remain in control tonight.”
Lu Zhaoyi looked at him and smiled: “Shall we go back now?”
“It’s not proper,” Li Xiao said. “It will probably be a few more hours.”
Lu Zhaoyi leaned close to his ear: “If my fiancé and I want to go back to do what we should be doing, is anyone going to stop us?”
Li Xiao’s face immediately flushed: “Lu Zhaoyi…”
“Let’s go,” Lu Zhaoyi said. “We’ve given the gift and eaten the meal. We’ll just go back.”
Li Xiao smiled: “Just say I’m not feeling well.”
“Good,” Lu Zhaoyi laughed. “Xiaoxiao is considerate.”
They had already gone out once, and it wasn’t until they reached the door and said goodbye to Zhou Jiarun that everyone realized the two people at the center of the discussion were leaving.
However, Lu Zhaoyi’s words gave Zhou Jiarun no chance to dissuade them. As he led Li Xiao out, he felt much more comfortable.
“Xiaoxiao,” Lu Zhaoyi said. “Hug me.”
Li Xiao hugged him: “Babe, I love you so much.”
Lu Zhaoyi was cautious: “I’m drunk.”
“I won’t take advantage of you,” Li Xiao said with a smile. “I only have you.”
“Mm,” Lu Zhaoyi said. “I only have you too.”
He looked at Li Xiao and said earnestly, “Xiaoxiao, you are my only family in this world.”
Li Xiao said, “Do you truly think that?”
“Yes,” Lu Zhaoyi said. “There are many people in the world, but Xiaoxiao, you are the only one I can have.”
Li Xiao looked at him deeply, his eyes filled with countless unspoken emotions: “I want to be with you forever.”
“Mm.”
Lu Zhaoyi rested his head on his shoulder, closing his eyes, wanting only to feel Li Xiao’s presence beside him.
“Let’s go back,” Lu Zhaoyi said. “Xiaoxiao, we can just go back and lie down and talk.”
“Okay,” Li Xiao said. “Let’s go back.”
Lu Zhaoyi hadn’t actually drunk very much, but his tolerance wasn’t great, so he appeared somewhat tipsy.
Li Xiao made him a hangover soup. The moment Lu Zhaoyi took the first sip, he remembered to ask him: “Xiaoxiao, did you not drink your medicated meal?”
“I drank it.”
“When?” Lu Zhaoyi said. “You obviously didn’t.”
“Now,” Li Xiao said. “I’ll go drink the medicated meal made by Sister Jiang right now.”
“Good,” Lu Zhaoyi smiled. “My sweetheart is so obedient.”
Li Xiao said, “I don’t think CEO Lu is usually very cheeky, so why are you so strict with me?”
“I am me, and you are…”
Li Xiao asked, “I am what?”
“Come closer, and I’ll tell you.”
Li Xiao leaned in as told, and Lu Zhaoyi whispered, “Xiaoxiao, you are my wife.” (T/N: Used affectionately/domestically for a beloved partner.)
At such a close distance, coupled with the smell of alcohol on Lu Zhaoyi, Li Xiao blushed from his ears to his neck, his entire being radiating shyness and embarrassment.
“Xiaoxiao,” Lu Zhaoyi said. “Are you blushing?”
“You know it, so why did you ask?” Li Xiao said. “You were the one who got so close to me first.”
Lu Zhaoyi didn’t argue about the fact that Li Xiao was actually the one who leaned in first. He smiled and said, “Xiaoxiao, do I smell of alcohol?”
Li Xiao naturally couldn’t lie with his eyes open. He said, “It’s strong.”
Lu Zhaoyi nodded, then asked Li Xiao, “Xiaoxiao, how about we shower together?”
Li Xiao was slightly stunned: “Lu Zhaoyi…”
“It’s me,” Lu Zhaoyi asked him. “What’s wrong?”
“What do you mean by saying that to me?” Li Xiao said. “Do you want to do it?”
Lu Zhaoyi was silent for a moment, then shook his head.
“I don’t want to hurt you,” Lu Zhaoyi said. “And I don’t want you to have children.”
Li Xiao asked him, “Why?”
Lu Zhaoyi only said one word: “Pain…”
Li Xiao smiled: “So the issue lies here.”
“What…” Lu Zhaoyi seemed confused by what he was saying.
Li Xiao shook his head: “To the bathroom.”
The fact was that Lu Zhaoyi definitely had desire for him but always held firm to his bottom line.
…
“Let’s go to sleep,” Lu Zhaoyi said. “Xiaoxiao, just to keep me company, okay?”
Both of them still remembered what happened in the bathroom. Lu Zhaoyi, being drunk, didn’t feel much, but the act of mutually assisting each other was something Li Xiao couldn’t think about too closely. The moment he did, he wanted more.
He wanted… all of Lu Zhaoyi to belong to him.
After lying down, Lu Zhaoyi finally told him: “Xiaoxiao, there was a reason I drank that wine with Zhou Jiarun; it’s not because I like him.”
Li Xiao: “I know.”
Lu Zhaoyi said, “I originally just wanted to joke with you, and then I remembered that you are sensitive and might overthink it. I apologize, Xiaoxiao.”
Li Xiao said, “I understand. No matter what, you are mine.”
“The ring is already on my hand,” Lu Zhaoyi said. “I’m yours. I’m not running away. I don’t want to go anywhere else.”
They slept soundly through the night.
When Lu Zhaoyi woke up, he felt surprisingly well, likely due to the excellent quality of sleep he had gotten last night.
Even so, when he didn’t feel Li Xiao beside him, he felt a little empty inside.
“Xiaoxiao,” Lu Zhaoyi called out softly, but Li Xiao wasn’t in the room.
Lu Zhaoyi got out of bed and, sure enough, found Li Xiao in the kitchen. He called out, “Xiaoxiao.”
“Babe,” Li Xiao said. “Why are you up so early today?”
Lu Zhaoyi said, “I woke up naturally.”
“Are you feeling unwell at all?” Li Xiao asked him.
“A little,” Lu Zhaoyi said. “But Xiaoxiao can kiss me better.”
Li Xiao placed a kiss on his cheek as requested: “Go wash up. I’ll be done soon.”
“Okay,” Lu Zhaoyi said. “I only came out to see you because I missed you.”
After saying that, he quickly ran into the bathroom to wash up. Li Xiao’s lips curved into a smile; he was clearly in a good mood.
The person he loved missed him after waking up and had to come out and see him to feel at ease.
This feeling was truly wonderful.
Li Xiao admitted he was in a good mood, and Lu Zhaoyi was too.
“Xiaoxiao’s breakfast is delicious,” Lu Zhaoyi said. “I love Xiaoxiao the most.”
“I love you the most too,” Li Xiao asked, “Are the after-effects of being drunk so good? I get to hear you say ‘I love you’ so many times.”
“Not really,” Lu Zhaoyi said. “I just love you, and it has nothing to do with being drunk or not.”
Li Xiao immediately laughed: “I didn’t think you liked saying you loved me so much before.”
“Things are different now,” Lu Zhaoyi said. “Xiaoxiao, you are my fiancé, the only one.”
“Mm,” Li Xiao said. “I’m still surprised that even after meeting Zhou Jiarun, you didn’t change your mind.”
Lu Zhaoyi smiled: “More jealous talk.”
“Yes,” Li Xiao said. “I can’t control other people’s affairs, but CEO Lu, you are my only one.”
“I know,” Lu Zhaoyi said. “I originally thought Zhou Jiarun would have some kind of influence. The fact is, he really didn’t.”
Li Xiao asked, “What?”
“Just the kind of character who gets tangled up with the scumbag top,” Lu Zhaoyi said, relieved. “Fortunately, I didn’t inherit that trouble.”
Li Xiao’s smile was slight but very beautiful: “Do you want me to go to work with you today?”
Lu Zhaoyi asked, “That’s entirely up to you.”
“I’m not going,” Li Xiao said. “And you don’t go either, how about that?”
Lu Zhaoyi said, “Xiaoxiao, we workers will have our salaries docked.”
“I’ll cover the loss for CEO Lu.”
Li Xiao’s title choice here was subtle. Lu Zhaoyi used ‘worker,’ and he used ‘CEO Lu.’
Lu Zhaoyi could certainly hear the teasing, but he pretended not to: “It feels so good to have a fiancé. Someone’s in charge of my salary now.”
Li Xiao said, “How about I give CEO Lu my share too?”
“No,” Lu Zhaoyi said. “I can’t accept gifts without merit.”
Li Xiao said, “You have merit. Why would you say you don’t?”
Lu Zhaoyi said, “No. Xiaoxiao, don’t try to arrange some random merit for me again so I’ll accept your money.”
“That’s something you would do,” Li Xiao said with a smile. “Sugar Daddy.”
“How long ago was that?” Lu Zhaoyi said. “Xiaoxiao, why are you still bringing it up?”
“I was just thinking, if you hadn’t held back, we might have a child by now,” Li Xiao said earnestly.
Lu Zhaoyi, who wasn’t even drinking water, choked: “Babe, what are you thinking?”
“Nothing,” Li Xiao said. “I’m thinking about when we should go and get our marriage license.”
“Now?” Lu Zhaoyi said. “Skipping work to get married sounds awesome.”
Li Xiao looked at him suspiciously: “Really?”
“Really,” Lu Zhaoyi said. “I’ll go find my ID card. Xiaoxiao, do you have yours on you?”
“Yes, I do,” Li Xiao said. “Even though I don’t rely on it to get a hotel room, I still keep it with me.”
“What about the household register?” Lu Zhaoyi said. “We…”
“My mom gave me a copy,” Li Xiao said. “Now it just depends on whether you dare.”
Lu Zhaoyi: “It wouldn’t be right for me to say I don’t dare now. Let’s go.”
“Really?” Li Xiao was still a little unsettled inside. He asked him, “You really won’t regret it?”
“I won’t,” Lu Zhaoyi said with absolute certainty.
“You’re not talking drunk talk, are you?” Li Xiao asked again with a smile.
“I’m more sober than you are,” Lu Zhaoyi said. “Of course, it’s not drunk talk.”
The car sped away on the road. Lu Zhaoyi was impulsive when he first suggested it, but now, on the way to get their marriage license with Li Xiao, the wind blew in through the window, and he completely calmed down.
After calming down, Lu Zhaoyi asked himself again and the answer was still no regrets.
He wanted to be married to Li Xiao, the kind that everyone would acknowledge.
Li Xiao, on the other hand, was less composed than him: “You really won’t regret it?”
“I really won’t,” Lu Zhaoyi said. “Xiaoxiao, I even thought of one amazing benefit we’ll have after getting our book.”
Li Xiao blinked: “What is it?”