From Trashy A to the Heiress’s Little Son-in-Law After the Idol Competition (GL, ABO) - Chapter 98

For the sixth recording session, Xiao Yanjin had plans to visit Ji Mian’s house to seek some advice.

Ji Yunuo’s belly was gradually growing, and even the barrage comments began to suspect she might be pregnant. Soon, the topic trended on social media.

Xiao Yanjin no longer wanted to keep it a secret and announced on Weibo the happy news that Ji Yunuo was expecting a baby girl.

[No way, whose child is the young miss carrying?!]

Xiao Yanjin replied: Mine, mine, mine!!!

These lawless netizens really thought the young miss Ji had married her out of a contractual agreement and was keeping a lover behind her back. Even if she were keeping a lover, it would be Xiao Yanjin herself!

[Xiao Yanjin actually marked the young miss Ji!]

Xiao Yanjin replied: Sis, we’ve been married for a while now—of course I can mark her!

[Wait, they only registered their marriage three months ago, but the young miss Ji is already five months pregnant.]

Xiao Yanjin replied: That’s because she got pregnant before we registered!!

[Unbelievable! Xiao Yanjin got pregnant before marriage just to marry into the Ji family and force Madam Ji to compromise!!]

Xiao Yanjin rubbed her forehead. These idiots—she really didn’t want to explain anymore.

Fortunately, most people were supportive.

In any case, the CP fans were the luckiest.

Even casual onlookers sighed in admiration—the “NuoYan” CP fans must be the winners in life.

The “ZhengYi HeMeng” CP fans chimed in: Us too!

Just three days ago, He Rou and Shi Zhengyi had also posted on Weibo announcing their relationship, which caused quite a stir. Truly, joy brings vigor to the spirit.

Shi Zhengyi was grinning from ear to ear, telling everyone she had a girlfriend now.

Even if someone asked her if she had eaten, she would eagerly blurt out that she was in a relationship!

Soon, they arrived at the Ji residence.

Ji Mian and Xu Zhixia’s eldest daughter could already walk and talk. She was currently sprawled on the floor playing with building blocks, with Xu Zhixia watching over her while Ji Mian cradled their one-year-old baby, feeding her milk.

The family of four painted a picture of serene contentment.

[Who understands? As a “XiaJi” CP fan, seeing the two leads like this brings tears to my eyes.]

“Xuxu, greet your aunt and sister-in-law,” Xu Zhixia said.

“Auntie, sister-in-law, hello,” Ji Xu stood up and obediently greeted them. Her hair was tied into a tiny bun, her face pink and fair, her teeth not yet fully grown in, making her look like a little dumpling as she giggled.

“Hello, Xuxu,” Ji Yunuo patted her niece’s head, already imagining whether the child in her belly would be as well-behaved and adorable as Xuxu.

If that were the case, she’d want to hug her tightly and never let go.

Xiao Yanjin carried two bags of snacks. “These are for the kids.”

Ji Mian, holding their second daughter, smiled. “We’re all family—no need to bring gifts.”

Xu Zhixia said, “Let me pour some tea first.”

“Sister-in-law, what’s your second daughter’s name?” Xiao Yanjin asked after she and Ji Yunuo had taken their seats.

“Xu Ji,” Ji Mian answered.

[Ji Xu, Xu Ji—these two really know how to pick names.]

[As a “XiaJi” CP fan, I’m still swooning over this.]

[By the way, what will Xiao Yanjin and Ji Yunuo name their child? I’m kind of looking forward to it.]

Xiao Yanjin was also thinking about what to name her own child.

After Xu Zhixia brought over the tea and sat down, she asked, “Nuo, you’re already five months pregnant? I can barely tell—your bump is so small.”

Ji Yunuo’s cheeks flushed slightly. She usually wore loose clothing, so it wasn’t noticeable. Xiao Yanjin asked, “Cousin, sister-in-law, what precautions should be taken during pregnancy?”

Although she had already sought advice from Wei Qin and Ji Zhiye, she thought it would be safer to ask more people. She didn’t want anything to happen to Ji Yunuo—not even a mosquito bite.

Ji Mian, who had experience, began explaining enthusiastically: “When your sister-in-law was pregnant—”

“What sister-in-law? I’m their cousin,” Xu Zhixia interrupted.

“Oh, right,” Ji Mian replied. Being Xiao Yanjin’s biological sister, she sometimes slipped up with the terms.

“She sometimes had morning sickness, so I avoided giving her greasy or spicy food… and cola or Sprite—best to avoid them altogether if possible.”

Xiao Yanjin took out her phone and noted everything down meticulously, asking detailed questions about each point.

[Wow, Xiao Yanjin is so thorough—even asking about pregnancy constipation. Okay, now I believe the baby is really hers!]

[Of course the baby is Xiao Yanjin’s! Why else would you watch this wives’ show if you don’t believe it?]

[Hey, don’t spread rumors about them. They’ve always been deeply in love.]

Ji Yunuo watched her serious expression and didn’t want to disturb her.

She exchanged a glance with Xu Zhixia, who winked at her with an amused smile, clearly impressed by Xiao Yanjin.

On their way home, Ji Yunuo asked, “Did you learn anything useful today?”

Xiao Yanjin hummed. “A little.”

Ji Yunuo was surprised. “Just a little?”

Xiao Yanjin: “Actually, most of what they mentioned, I’d already researched online and confirmed with others.”

Ji Yunuo pressed her lips together. No wonder Xiao Yanjin had been staying up late on her phone after learning about the pregnancy—she must have been researching all along. Sometimes, Ji Yunuo would lean over curiously and see pregnancy-related articles on her screen.

Not to mention the homemade recipe book Xiao Yanjin had created, listing every safe dish for pregnant women—even Wei Qin had praised her thoughtfulness.

Despite knowing so much, she still wanted to ask others for advice.

A warm feeling slowly spread through Ji Yunuo’s heart.

During her pregnancy, Xiao Yanjin never let her shower alone and would panic even if she picked up a kitchen knife.

He Rou had once joked, “Xiao Yanjin is an alpha who doesn’t care about her own reputation—I didn’t think she’d ever care about anyone. But she only cares about you.”

She only cares about me. Ji Yunuo couldn’t help but laugh softly, resting her hand on Xiao Yanjin’s thigh.

Xiao Yanjin shivered slightly before turning to her with a sly grin. “What, sister, are you thinking about doing it again?”

Ji Yunuo quickly pulled her hand away, blushing. “Then drive faster.”

Xiao Yanjin chuckled but kept the car steady. No matter how eager, safety came first.

When they got home, Wei Qin offered them fruit, but Xiao Yanjin immediately took Ji Yunuo to the piano room.

Wei Qin sighed. “What do those two even do in there every day? They don’t play the piano—I never hear any music.”

Ji Zhiye leisurely ate his watermelon. “Don’t overthink it. Young couples will be young couples. We were even wilder back in the day.”

Wei Qin flushed.

“Calling them ‘young couples’ like you’re some old man,” she huffed, sitting down. She wasn’t old at all.

As night fell, Xiao Yanjin pulled Ji Yunuo into her arms, expressing her joy with a kiss.

Ji Yunuo kissed her back, then playfully poked the alpha’s cheek.

“You’re leaving for filming again tomorrow,” she said, a hint of disappointment in her voice. Moreover, it was an out-of-town shoot. Given her pregnancy, she couldn’t endure long car rides, so she had no choice but to wait at home for her wife to wrap up filming and return.

“Once this scene is done, the shoot will be over. Though I really don’t want to leave you,” Xiao Yanjin admitted. She had never been away from Ji Yunuo for long before, and the thought of separation weighed on her.

“I’ll miss you too. Make sure to video call whenever you can.”

“Mhm.”

“And don’t ever turn off your phone.”

“Mhm. If you feel unwell, you have to tell me. Even if I can’t be there to help, at least I can tell you a joke to cheer you up.”

Ji Yunuo smiled. “Just having you here makes me happy.”

That only made Xiao Yanjin even more reluctant to leave.

“Once this shoot is over, I’ll stay home with you the whole time.”

“Won’t you have other work? The baby isn’t due for a while yet.” Ji Yunuo didn’t want her to give up her career.

“I’ll put my acting on hold for now.” Xiao Yanjin had another reason, too—she needed to uncover the truth about the original host’s background and the rift between Xiao Liangmu and Xiao Xiren.

The two lingered in each other’s embrace for a long while before finally heading to shower and sleep.

…

Arriving in the remote countryside of Dazexiang, far from Lancheng, they began filming the historical scenes. The location was so secluded, surrounded by nothing but fields and mountains, that it almost felt like a rustic retreat.

Xiao Yanjin sighed as she gazed at the distant farmland. She had just finished a video call with Ji Yunuo, hanging up only when it was time to start filming.

Honestly, not calling would have been better—now her heart ached even more.

“Madam Ji.” Qu Yanran called from behind. “It’s time to film.”

“Yeah, yeah.” Xiao Yanjin exhaled. The sooner she finished, the sooner she could go home.

Murou Xue had also arrived on set, accompanied by her persistent admirer, Gu Yourong.

“Xiao Gu?” Xiao Yanjin blinked in surprise, watching as Gu Yourong grinned at her while eagerly asking Murou Xue what she wanted to eat.

Despite coming from a prestigious family, Xiao Yanjin couldn’t help but click her tongue. Gu Yourong had none of the restraint expected of a young lady—nothing like Ji Yunuo’s noble grace, Jiang Nan’s refined manners, or Baili Zhiwei’s cultured elegance. It almost made her suspect Gu Yourong was some nouveau riche, even though the Gu family had been wealthy for generations.

“Oh, Yanjin.” Gu Yourong glanced at her.

Murou Xue also looked her way, though her gaze carried a trace of resentment.

Xiao Yanjin smirked inwardly. No matter how resentful she was, it had nothing to do with her.

But before anything else, there was something she needed to clarify.

Autumn brought a chill to the mountain forests. After filming the night scenes, Xiao Yanjin approached Murou Xue for the first time of her own accord.

Murou Xue’s initial surprise quickly faded when she heard the next words.

“How do you know Xue Fengye?”

“Isn’t it a bit meddlesome of Madam Ji to ask me that?”

Xiao Yanjin grinned. “I love meddling.”

Murou Xue lowered her voice. “Xiao Yanjin, what exactly are you trying to do?”

“I just wanted to ask—as a shareholder of Sing Back and Forth Company, I’m technically your boss. Isn’t it normal for an employee to share information with their employer?” Xiao Yanjin smiled. “Did you really think I’d let that matter slide?”

Mu Rouxue trembled slightly.

Xiao Yanjin continued, “You teamed up with Xue Fengye to trap me, yet you still believe I wronged you. He must have poisoned your mind against me. He resents me for the scandal that put me under fire, knowing public opinion could pressure the Ji family to abandon or suppress me—so you could have me, right? That time with the pheromones… if I’d lost control and marked you, you might even have gotten pregnant. Even if the Ji family didn’t care, you could’ve used the pregnancy to force their hand.”

“You’d have ruined my reputation and left me to face the Ji family’s retaliation.”

“Mu Rouxue, is that what you wanted? Do you even like me, or were you just trying to destroy me? How could you not see through this?”

“No!” Mu Rouxue suddenly shouted.

Fortunately, few were around to witness her outburst, her face unflushed.

“I love you, so I wanted you. You’re the one who provoked me first, then mocked me coldly after marrying into wealth. The consequences are all your doing—why blame me?”

Blame the original host for stirring trouble, Xiao Yanjin shrugged.

“Mu Rouxue, you’re truly ruthless.”

Xiao Yanjin smirked coldly. “If you love me, why accept Gu Yourong’s kindness? Just because her eyes resemble mine, you’d use her as a substitute?”

“Oh, and I haven’t told her what you used to look like. What if you’ve had plastic surgery? Wonder how she’d feel about that.”

“Xiao Yanjin, shut up!” Mu Rouxue stood abruptly, chest heaving, and swung her script at her.

Xiao Yanjin dodged back, startled. “You’d actually hit me?”

“What’s going on?” Gu Yourong returned with bottles of water, freezing at the sight of their standoff.

Mu Rouxue quickly smoothed her disheveled hair, softening her tone. “It’s nothing.”

“Xuexue, you look pale. Is it your period? Stomachache?” Gu Yourong frowned. “I forgot—yours usually comes two weeks later.”

Mu Rouxue blinked. “How do you know my cycle?”

Gu Yourong smiled. “In college, I saw you hunched over your desk clutching your stomach while your friend brought you brown sugar water. I figured it was that time, so I remembered ever since.”

Mu Rouxue’s heart fluttered, her eyes tinged pink—whether from the memory or the latter words, she couldn’t tell.

Ahem. Xiao Yanjin cut in awkwardly. “Yourong, there’s something I need to tell you. Got a minute?”

“Xiao Yanjin.” Mu Rouxue interrupted sharply. Xiao Yanjin arched a brow, her gaze icy—a silent threat: Tell me, or I’ll reveal your past to Gu Yourong.

Defeated, Mu Rouxue relented. “Yourong, could you fetch me some hot water?”

Gu Yourong nodded. “Wait here.”

Once she left, Mu Rouxue exhaled.

“Promise me you’ll never tell Yourong.”

“Of course.”

“Xue Fengye and I attended the same school and were in the same club. He was my senior. During a gathering, he noticed a photo of you on my phone and mentioned that since I loved acting, his family happened to own a film company. He said it would be a chance to both meet you and act together.

I hesitated at first—after all, I wasn’t exactly drop-dead gorgeous. But he encouraged me, even supported me getting plastic surgery. Inspired by him, I went through with it. Later, we returned to the country together and eventually joined Sing & Shine Entertainment. On my very first day at the company, I ran into you… but you didn’t remember me at all.”

As she spoke, tears welled up in her eyes, veiling her bright gaze with a misty sorrow.

How pitiful she looked.

“Then I told Xue Fengye about it. He got furious and kept calling you a scumbag Alpha.”

Xiao Yanjin hissed through her teeth—that Xue Fengye!

“Xue Fengye came up with a plan—the incident at the last gathering. The young lady from the Chu family had a gambling problem, and Xue Fengye found out. He and she were close friends, and he was devastated to see her ruined because of you. As for me, I was so upset you didn’t remember me that I agreed without thinking of the consequences.

I just… I wanted you so badly. I would’ve been happy even if I’d gotten pregnant with your child. I couldn’t stand seeing you and Ji Yunuo all lovey-dovey. It should’ve been me… I was the one who met you first. We were meant to be.”

Mu Rouxue couldn’t stop her tears, wiping them haphazardly with a tissue, only to smear them across her face.

Xiao Yanjin pressed her lips together, her mind racing.

Xue Fengye must’ve left out the part where, aside from avenging Chu Luo, he was likely working with Xiao Xiren and the others.

Just as she reached this conclusion, a sharp, ragged breath sounded beside them.

Both turned to see Gu Yourong standing there, her face deathly pale.

Oh no—she’d heard everything!

Gu Yourong set a cup of hot water on the table and murmured, “You… you two keep talking.” Then she bolted.

Mu Rouxue, who had been crying, paled in horror. “Yourong… she heard,” she stammered, frantic.

She wanted to chase after her, but Director Gu approached and announced, “We’re starting the shoot.”

After filming wrapped, Xiao Yanjin tried calling Gu Yourong.

Unsurprisingly, she didn’t pick up.

That idiot! Xiao Yanjin flung her phone onto the bed in frustration.

A moment later, Ji Yunuo’s video call came through.

Xiao Yanjin answered immediately, her expression shifting into a smile. “Nuo-jie.”

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