From Trashy A to the Heiress’s Little Son-in-Law After the Idol Competition (GL, ABO) - Chapter 87

【Ahhhhh, I’m shipping them so hard again!!】

【Everyone, say it with me: NuoYan CP is real, NuoYan CP is real!】

Of course, the following positive comments were just blessings from CP fans and some passersby.

The solo fans, however, were subtly mocking Xiao Yanjin as a gold-digging alpha living off his wife.

【I thought Miss Ji was just playing around with Xiao Yanjin. Who knew they’d actually get married? I’ll be waiting for their divorce.】

【Xiao Yanjin is still a useless alpha with no achievements. How does he even manage to win the Ji family’s favor?】

【Must be some high-level manipulation. If this were ancient times, he’d be the second wife who climbed his way up with looks.】

Naturally, these unfriendly comments were swiftly deleted by the Ji family’s intervention.

Xiao Yanjin didn’t care about the hate at all. In fact, she wished there were more—it amused her daily.

【Xiao Yanjin was definitely forced into this. They got engaged three months ago and only just registered their marriage. Others would’ve done it in ten days.】

【So what were they negotiating? Did Miss Ji have a few alphas on the side and, to avoid suspicion, just settled with a familiar teammate?】

Xiao Yanjin: “…” How do people even come up with this?

【Crude but not wrong. I remember a male Omega celebrity who married an alpha and got pregnant. Guess what? The baby was actually the sugar daddy’s!!】

Xiao Yanjin: “…” The more outrageous the rumor, the more people believe it. Still ridiculous, though.

【Yeah, if they registered their marriage because Ji Yunuo is pregnant, then that means—】

Xiao Yanjin couldn’t take it anymore. She wanted to scream that the baby was hers.

But the Ji family had a rule: no announcements until six months, as that’s when the fetus is most stable.

Still… Xiao Yanjin was troubled.

How could she make the fans understand she was willing? She couldn’t just tweet about it.

Scrolling through her phone, she suddenly spotted a reality show in the top recommendations—a documentary about married couples’ daily lives. Xiao Yanjin snapped her fingers. She had an idea!

Meanwhile, the 2the ABO group chat exploded just like it had during their engagement.

Shi Zhengyi: OMG, you got married and didn’t even tell us?! AHHHH!!

He Rou: I only found out from Weibo! Do you even consider us teammates anymore?! So heartless.

Xiao Yanjin: Sorry, it was all so sudden. I’m still processing it myself.

Xiao Yanjin: puppy eyes.jpg

Shi Zhengyi suddenly spammed a bunch of memes.

Shi Zhengyi: I don’t care, I’m just happy! If you two have a baby, does that make me the godmother? HAHAHAHA!

Xiao Yanjin: “…” Dream on.

Ji Yunuo: Xiao Yanjin, what are you doing?

Xiao Yanjin: Honey, I’m still at home. How’s work? Want me to cook lunch and bring it to you?

Ji Yunuo: No need, baby. Mom and Mother specially built a kitchen at the company and hired a nutritionist and chef just for me.

Xiao Yanjin: mischievous puppy grin.jpg

Xiao Yanjin: Is their food better than mine?

Shi Zhengyi: HELLO?! Can you two flirt in private?! This is a group chat!!!!

Xiao Yanjin: Sorry, honey. I just want to see you.

Ji Yunuo rarely sent an extremely adorable sticker—a picture of a puppy and kitten hugging with two little hearts beside them.

Ji Yunuo: Come here 【beckoning finger】

Xiao Yanjin: Kiss kiss

Shi Zhengyi: ……

He Rou: ……

And those who hadn’t replied yet—Lan Yuanning, Shen Ya, Jiang Nan: ……

Though Ji Yunuo was pregnant, she was only two months along. She couldn’t just stay at home after newly taking over as CEO.

So she still chose to come to work.

The chef Wei Qin had hired was selected from a nationwide recruitment—clean, hygienic, and nutritious meals, perfect for both the mother and the fetus.

But she found the food bland.

Suddenly, the door chimed, and a brown oil-paper package was placed on the table.

Ji Yunuo looked up to see Xiao Yanjin’s beaming face.

Before she could speak, Xiao Yanjin shushed her.

“Sis, did you forget? Mom forbade me from coming to the Ji Corporation. I snuck in disguised as a delivery person,” the alpha said with a sly grin.

Ji Yunuo: “……”

Wei Qin might have said that, but she hadn’t actually instructed the company’s security to enforce it. If Xiao Yanjin had just asked someone to notify her, Wei Qin wouldn’t have caught her on the surveillance cameras.

Xiao Yanjin unwrapped the package, revealing homemade mashed potatoes and stir-fried shrimp with spinach—healthy and perfect for a pregnant woman.

“I made this for you.” The alpha’s gaze suddenly seemed more mature. In just one night, she had gone from being the little sister in Ji Yunuo’s eyes to someone about to become a mother.

“You didn’t have to go through the trouble. The chef would’ve taken care of it.”

Xiao Yanjin shook her head. “You love my cooking the most, right?”

The omega murmured a vague “Mhm.”

“You’re still in the first trimester, dealing with nausea and loss of appetite. I was worried you wouldn’t eat properly at work.”

Ah, so her real purpose was to monitor her.

Ji Yunuo smiled softly, the exhaustion in her eyes instantly melting away at her wife’s thoughtfulness. “I’ll eat.”

She hadn’t eaten well last night either. The morning sickness had been getting worse lately, and Xiao Yanjin was naturally worried. Sometimes, she’d wake up in the middle of the night to find the bathroom light on.

Only two months in, and she was already suffering this much.

Xiao Yanjin bit her lip, crouched down, and gently rubbed Ji Yunuo’s belly through her white blouse.

“Does it hurt?”

The warmth from the alpha’s hand immediately seeped into her abdomen.

Ji Yunuo gazed tenderly at her alpha. “No.”

“Our baby is in there,” Xiao Yanjin whispered. She wanted so badly to kiss it and tell the baby not to hurt its mother—but the baby wasn’t even fully formed yet.

“President Ji, sorry to bother you during lunch.” Ying Yanyan knocked and entered, only to freeze at the sight of Xiao Yanjin sitting on the couch. How had the young madam gotten in?

Ji Yunuo regained her usual composure. “Go ahead.”

“Our company’s artist, Gong Yelang, was photographed hugging a woman at a nightclub. It’s blowing up online, and fans are demanding an official statement.”

Xiao Yanjin found the name familiar—wasn’t he the male lead from the drama Alphas Shouldn’t Fall for Omegas, which Wei Qin had been watching?

He had been gaining a lot of popularity lately.

After a moment of thought, Ji Yunuo said, “Then issue a statement—say he enjoys unwinding at nightclubs.”

Ying Yanyan was stunned. “What about the part where he was hugging a woman?”

“Does he have a girlfriend?”

“Yes.”

A male celebrity like Gong Yelang, who thrives on popularity, would never publicly announce a relationship. In the eyes of such stars surrounded by beautiful men and women in the entertainment industry, this so-called girlfriend was merely a means to satisfy his physical needs—certainly not a lasting arrangement.

“Scumbag,” Xiao Yanjin blurted out.

Ying Yanyan didn’t dare say another word. Madam Ji, weren’t you just as much of a scumbag before?

Ji Yunuo smiled. “I looked into his profile. Apart from his debut drama, which was a hit, every project after that flopped. The only one that gained some traction was Alpha, Don’t Fall for an Omega, but even that was heavily criticized for its plot. His acting skills are also widely panned. What commercial value does this guy even have?”

Ji Yunuo’s rhetorical question left Ying Yanyan speechless. If it were their previous boss, Gong Yelang would definitely have been protected—after all, he still had fans to milk for profit. You’ve got to squeeze every last penny out of them!

“Commercial value… well…”

Ji Yunuo scoffed. Even if she didn’t know much about Gong Yelang personally, the rumors were enough—sleeping with fans, clubbing nonstop, manipulating his fanbase for attention when his popularity waned. A few rational fans had advised him to focus on honing his craft, but he dismissed their words as nonsense.

When things were fine, he treated his fans like annoying nuisances or unattractive groupies. When he needed something, they became his personal ATMs, endlessly exploited. Someone like this, who held his fans in such contempt, had no business calling himself an idol.

“He’s nothing but a money pit. We spent a fortune on promotions and buying him trending tags, only for him to get arrogant the moment he gained a little fame. He didn’t even bother improving his acting and ended up mired in scandals. Even his own fans—the very people who support him—are trashing him behind his back. And then there’s his habit of making crude, misogynistic jokes online. What kind of ‘virtuous idol’ does that? Our company doesn’t need this kind of trash.”

At the word “trash,” Ying Yanyan’s eyes widened. This CEO Ji really doesn’t hold back.

“We can ignore the girlfriend issue for now. Sooner or later, netizens will dig it up anyway. Hitting the clubs and cozying up to women isn’t illegal, but it’ll definitely shatter his fans’ illusions. If mass unfollowing is what it takes to wake him up, then so be it. After that, it’s up to him.”

“But CEO Ji…”

“Our roster of actors is still lacking, and the quality is inconsistent. I want you to sign more female alphas, omegas, and betas—just make sure their backgrounds are clean, preferably with no scandals.” Ji Yunuo skimmed through a file before closing it and handing it to Ying Yanyan.

As soon as she finished speaking, exhaustion weighed heavily on her eyelids.

Ying Yanyan acknowledged the order and left.

Ji Yunuo rubbed her temples, only stopping when someone’s fingers gently took over the task.

“Are you really going to keep working?”

“Too many of our artists have been exposed lately, with people demanding they leave the industry. We’re short on talent right now—I can’t step back.”

Xiao Yanjin pressed her lips together, then planted a kiss on Ji Yunuo’s cheek.

“Hmm?”

“If my drama becomes a hit, our company will profit too.”

Ji Yunuo chuckled. “Then you’d better work hard.”

Xiao Yanjin leaned in closer, offering her right cheek. “So, what’s my reward, wifey?”

Ji Yunuo mimicked Xiao Yanjin’s earlier gesture and kissed her in return.

“And the title?”

“What title?”

“Did you forget we got married just a few days ago?”

Ji Yunuo’s smile remained tender as she murmured softly, “Wifey.”

“What? Say it louder.”

“Wifey.”

“That didn’t sound sincere at all.”

“How else should I call you then?” Ji Yunuo said helplessly, looking at this insatiable little rascal.

Xiao Yanjin kissed her. “Follow my lead, act coquettishly.”

Ji Yunuo let out an understanding “Oh,” then called out, “Wife.” She didn’t exactly act coquettish, but her voice softened just a touch. Yet, Xiao Yanjin’s ears perked up instantly at the sound.

“You’re so well-behaved, sister,” Xiao Yanjin replied with a sly grin, her alpha eyes brimming with adoration and tenderness for her omega.

“Let’s go out for dinner tonight,” the omega murmured.

“Sure.”

And so, Xiao Yanjin spent the entire afternoon in CEO Ji’s office.

Director Zhang called. “Yanjin, have you checked the script I sent you earlier?”

“Don’t disturb me right now,” Xiao Yanjin replied, propping her head up just to admire her wife’s breathtaking profile. Everything else could wait.

Who would’ve thought she’d one day be so utterly captivated by beauty? If this were ancient times,

she’d probably be a pampered little canary kept by Ji Yunuo, never having laid eyes on another omega, foolishly fixated on the same person’s beauty. Not that she was foolish—Ji Yunuo’s beauty was rare in this world. No other omega could compare.

“What’s gotten into you?”

“Currently mesmerized by beauty. If there’s nothing else, I’m hanging up!” Without hesitation, Xiao Yanjin ended the call.

Director Zhang wondered what kind of beauty could enthrall Xiao Yanjin so deeply. With her standards set by the young Miss Ji, her ideal type being Miss Ji, and her alpha virtues wholly devoted to Miss Ji—what omega could possibly catch her eye? Then it dawned on him. Oh, it must be Miss Ji’s beauty.

This love-struck fool.

…

As Ji Yunuo finished work, she noticed Xiao Yanjin still on the sofa.

Asleep.

“CEO Ji, I’ll head out first,” Ying Yanyan whispered at the door. Glancing at Xiao Yanjin sleeping on the sofa, she couldn’t help but feel envious. To nap in CEO Ji’s office—such a privilege belonged only to Xiao Yanjin.

Ji Yunuo acknowledged with a hum.

Ying Yanyan quickly left, gathering her close colleagues. “Off work, off work! Let’s grab dinner.”

“You have to tell us what Little CEO Ji and Madam Ji are up to in there during dinner.”

“Are they kissing? I really want to know right now.”

“They seem so in love. Last time I delivered documents, I saw Little CEO Ji smiling at Madam Ji. My god, that smile was so sweet, absolutely gorgeous.”

“KSWL! Honestly, I’m a newly converted Nuoyan shipper.”

“Hold on, let me tell you properly.”

Ji Yunuo smiled wryly. She really ought to remind them to keep their voices down—the door wasn’t even fully closed.

Pregnant and unable to wear heels, Ji Yunuo walked a bit heavily, forcing her to slow her steps as she approached Xiao Yanjin.

This wasn’t the first time she’d watched Xiao Yanjin sleep.

Most often, it was in their bedroom, waking up to find her still asleep. Generally, Xiao Yanjin loved sleeping in, and Ji Yunuo was always the first to wake. Yet, the joy of seeing her upon waking filled her heart completely.

Now, her delicate little alpha had dozed off in her office—proof that she felt utterly safe here.

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