How Could a Scumbag Alpha Possibly Love His Wife? - Chapter 55

Ever since the situation in Nanhai was resolved, Bai Juntang had been arriving at the office on time every day, working a standard nine-to-five schedule.

Her sudden routine shocked the employees at Dry Valley—many of them wondered if something was going wrong in the company.

Li Chen, Bai Juntang’s chief assistant, knew exactly what had been happening. He had given strict instructions to the team: if anyone from the Cheng family tried to get in touch, they were to be turned away without exception.

Meanwhile, Cheng Jiajian believed he had landed a major project. He had already started putting everything into it, even flying to Hainan to prepare—yet so far, not a single update had come through.

The more silence there was, the more anxious Li Chen became. Someone like Cheng Jiajian was dangerous when pushed into a corner. No one could say what he might do in desperation.

But Bai Juntang? She seemed completely at ease—fully focused on her “wife, baby, and cozy home” lifestyle. Li Chen could only sigh.

At exactly 5:00 p.m., just like clockwork, everyone in the office subtly looked up at the CEO’s office. Sure enough, a few minutes later, Bai Juntang stepped out, carrying her bag. As she passed the reception desk, she told Xiaomi and Li Chen, “Once the documents are sorted, send them to my email. I’ll finish them at home.”

Before anyone could respond, she was already heading toward the elevator in her sunglasses, making her way to the underground parking lot.

Xiaomi watched her walk off so casually and looked at Li Chen with wide eyes. “Brother Li… what’s going on with President Bai? She’s been leaving right on time every day. Honestly, it’s kind of scary.”

“What’s there to be scared of?” Li Chen replied, exasperated. “She’s found new meaning in life. You should be happy she’s not making us work overtime anymore.”

Xiaomi shook her head like a rattling drum. “Not working late is great, but it feels weird. I actually kind of miss those nights when we stayed past midnight.”

“Alright, enough nonsense.” Li Chen chuckled. “Pack up and go home. The boss is gone—what are assistants and secretaries still doing here?”

Bai Juntang drove straight from the office to the nearby tech park to pick up Cheng Wan from work.

The bruises on Cheng Wan’s face had faded after just two days of treatment. Her skin had healed completely, so she no longer needed to wear a mask.

It was still hot in the afternoon. Instead of parking outside, Bai Juntang waited in the underground garage. When she saw Cheng Wan step out of the elevator, she got out of the car to greet her.

While the garage was cooler than outside, it wasn’t air-conditioned. Exhaust fumes made the air thick and humid.

Bai Juntang opened the car door and walked over, reaching for Cheng Wan’s hand. “Was work tiring today?” she asked gently.

Cheng Wan shook her head as they walked to the car. “Not at all. I don’t have to go out anymore—just office work, and there’s not even much of that.”

Seeing her struggle a bit to get into the car, Bai Juntang helped her and even buckled her seatbelt.

Cheng Wan looked a little embarrassed. She touched her belly and asked, “There’s a prenatal checkup this weekend… will you still come with me?”

“I’ve already cleared my weekend. Of course I’ll go,” Bai Juntang said, leaning on the car door and looking into her eyes. “Why? You sick of me already?”

Cheng Wan quickly shook her head. “No, I was just asking.”

She’d been talking with her coworkers earlier and realized that many pregnant women went to checkups alone. Their partners didn’t always come. After all, it wasn’t mandatory.

That’s when she thought of Bai Juntang—how she had accompanied her to every checkup, listened carefully to everything the doctors said, and was clearly serious about taking care of her.

Bai Juntang could see Cheng Wan was lost in thought but didn’t push her. Instead, she reached out to touch her cheek, gently feeling for warmth. “Is it hot today?”

Cheng Wan shook her head. “Feels about the same as the last few days. It’s hot, but I can handle it.”

There was a softness in Bai Juntang’s eyes. She looked at Cheng Wan and said, “If it ever feels like too much, call me right away. Got it?”

Cheng Wan didn’t really understand why she said it so seriously, but she still nodded obediently.

Bai Juntang gently pinched her cheek and smiled, enjoying the soft, warm feel of her skin. Seeing how much better Cheng Wan looked lately filled her with pride—more than any business deal ever had.

After all, this was her wife—just look at how radiant she was.

Sometimes Bai Juntang just wanted to hold her all day, show her off to the whole world and say, Look, this is the person I love.

As they drove home, Bai Juntang noticed something odd. As they passed the villa next door, she saw the lights were on.

“That’s strange,” she murmured, slowing the car and lowering the window.

The villas were very private, so even from outside, it was hard to see much. But the lights on the second and third floors were on, it definitely looked like someone was home.

When they arrived home, Aunt Pei and the family cat, Guazi, came to greet them at the door.

“You’re back,” Aunt Pei said, watching as they changed their shoes. “Hurry and wash up for dinner. I made chicken soup today—it won’t taste as good once it gets cold.”

Cheng Wan sat on the bench by the entrance. With her growing belly, bending over had become a real struggle. Bai Juntang knelt beside her without hesitation to help her change shoes.

“Aunt Pei,” Bai Juntang asked casually as she untied Cheng Wan’s laces, “did someone move in next door? I noticed the lights were on.”

“Yeah, new neighbors,” Aunt Pei replied. “They were doing some renovations earlier today. I think they’re about to move in.”

“Renovating?” Bai Juntang frowned slightly. “Are they working at night too? That could be a problem if they disturb the neighbors. We might have to let property management know.”

“I don’t think so. They started around 9 a.m. and stopped by 5 p.m. Seemed to follow the rules pretty well.”

“Will they be working over the weekend?”

“That, I’m not sure. I can ask tomorrow when they start up again.”

“Please do,” Bai Juntang said as she stood up and gently helped Cheng Wan to her feet. “If they renovate through the weekend, we won’t get any rest.”

Aunt Pei nodded, then headed off to the kitchen to set the table.

Cheng Wan had downed a large milk tea earlier that afternoon, so she wasn’t too hungry. But skipping dinner meant waking up starving at midnight, so she forced herself to eat. Aunt Pei had also brought home a bunch of nuts, insisting Cheng Wan eat ten walnuts a day for the baby.

Cheng Wan wasn’t sure if it actually helped, but since it wasn’t unpleasant, she obediently ate them all.

Before bed, Cheng Wan took a shower, but still felt hot afterward. She secretly turned the air conditioner down to 19°C before climbing into bed.

At six months pregnant, lying flat on her back was no longer an option. She had to sleep on her side, which eventually made her back ache, so she tucked a pillow under her lower back for support.

She thought she’d finally get a decent night’s sleep, but ended up waking in the middle of the night from the heat.

She was burning up—her forehead damp with sweat. She turned over restlessly and stared at the glowing “19°C” on the air conditioner display. The cool breeze was definitely still blowing, but her body felt like it was on fire.

It was like there was a flame burning inside her chest, making her mouth dry and her throat parched.

The baby must have been uncomfortable too, because suddenly it kicked her in the stomach, hard enough that she nearly lost her breath and almost threw up her dinner.

Cheng Wan couldn’t take it anymore. She got out of bed, determined to find something cold to drink to cool down.

It was midnight. In the dim glow of the nightlight, she shuffled her way toward the kitchen.

Guazi, who had been sleeping on the sofa, perked up its ears at the sound of footsteps. Its green eyes followed Cheng Wan’s silhouette as it stretched lazily, then hopped down and trotted behind her into the kitchen.

Curious about what she was doing, the chubby cat leapt onto the counter, tilting its head as it watched.

Cheng Wan was desperate for something cold. She opened the fridge.

Aunt Pei didn’t like keeping old food, so the fridge was almost always empty—she bought fresh ingredients daily and never kept leftovers. The fridge in Bai Juntang’s house was usually sparse.

With her big belly, Cheng Wan couldn’t squat. She bent over carefully, rummaging through the drawers until she found a cold bottle of Coke at the very bottom.

It was icy and refreshing in her hands. She grabbed a glass and stood in the kitchen, slowly sipping the entire bottle, feeling the internal fire finally cool a little.

Guazi, sensing she was done, jumped down and started rubbing against her legs playfully, trying to get some attention. It had been a while since it had gotten cuddles from her.

Cheng Wan looked down at the little furball, clutching the empty bottle. “I can’t bend down to pick you up,” she whispered. “It’s too late now. I’ll play with you tomorrow, okay?”

But Guazi, being a cat, didn’t understand any of that. When it realized she wasn’t going to pick it up, it stopped rolling around and instead padded over, licking her toes with its rough little tongue.

The scratchy feeling made Cheng Wan jump in surprise. She almost yelped, but caught herself just in time. She quickly tossed the bottle and hurried back to bed.

Guazi licked its paw contentedly, then returned to the sofa to sleep.

The next morning, Aunt Pei noticed the empty Coke bottle in the kitchen.

She sighed and held it up when she saw Bai Juntang coming downstairs. “Wanwan drank a whole bottle of cold Coke last night. Pregnant women really shouldn’t be drinking this stuff—especially not ice cold.”

“She probably just wanted something cold,” Bai Juntang said, glancing at the bottle with a sigh. “It’s not a big deal, Aunt Pei. Try not to worry too much.”

“You kids don’t take your health seriously,” Aunt Pei muttered. “I get that she’s feeling hot lately. I’ll keep some cold water in the fridge so she has a better option next time.”

Bai Juntang nodded and smiled to calm her down. “Her prenatal checkup’s the day after tomorrow. I’ll ask the doctor if there’s anything we can do to help her feel better.”

Aunt Pei nodded and went off to make breakfast. Bai Juntang glanced at the closed bedroom door, then walked over and gently knocked.

Knock knock knock—

Cheng Wan quickly opened the door, and when she saw Bai Juntang, she gave her a sweet, sleepy smile. “Good morning.”

Bai Juntang paused for a second, caught off guard by that bright smile. Whatever lecture she’d planned flew right out of her mind.

Forget it, she thought. As long as she’s healthy, a little Coke now and then doesn’t matter.

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