I Confessed to the Wrong Enigma, Then Got Pregnant as a Top Alpha [Transmigration] - Chapter 21

Chapter 21

Meeting Jiang Siheng’s teasing gaze, Qi Ran felt his current situation was incredibly awkward.

On one hand, he had to handle his old man; on the other, he had to worry about whether Jiang Siheng was hearing too much.

“Dad, I was too embarrassed to say it before, but I’ve actually liked Jiang Siheng all along. Chasing after Jiang Sen was just to get a chance to see him—you know he doesn’t show his face often.” Qi Ran forced a natural tone while making up nonsense on the fly, occasionally peeking at Jiang Siheng to see if the man actually believed his lies.

Being a person who tries to please both sides is truly too hard! QAQ.

Qi Tingfeng let out a cold snort over the phone: “I don’t even understand what kind of person the second Jiang boy is. What do you like about him? Just that face? Superficial! Just wait for the day you come home crying. Stay there for a few days then get your butt back here. Also, you’d better have some sense of what should and shouldn’t be done, or else don’t blame me for coming after you with a stick, you hear me!”

Hearing his father’s mix of threats and intimidation, Qi Ran hurried to reassure him: “Don’t worry, I’m sick right now, I couldn’t do anything even if I wanted to. You just take care of your health and wait for my return. I’m hanging up now!”

“Even if you aren’t sick, you aren’t allowed to do a damn thing!”

In the split second before Qi Ran hung up, Qi Tingfeng’s voice squeezed through the line.

Putting down the phone, Qi Ran gave Jiang Siheng a cheeky grin: “Let’s, let’s go to sleep.”

Whatever words you have, please keep them in your stomach, thank you.

Seeing his reluctant look, Jiang Siheng tactfully didn’t press him. Since Qi Ran was still sick, even if he wanted to tease him, now wasn’t the time.

After all that late-night commotion, Jiang Siheng was also a bit tired. He turned off the lights and came to the bed, looking at the youth lying on the other half of the bed with his back turned.

Jiang Siheng felt somewhat out of place.

Even though this wasn’t technically the first time they had slept together, it still felt unfamiliar. Especially thinking about Qi Ran’s state after falling asleep, Jiang Siheng felt a lingering fear: “You…”

As soon as he spoke, Qi Ran turned around to face him: “What?”

Meeting the youth’s clear, deer-like eyes, Jiang Siheng suddenly felt it wasn’t worth it: “Nothing. Go to sleep.”

After saying that, he also rolled over with his back to Qi Ran and closed his eyes.

Qi Ran: “…”

What’s the deal? Calling me just to say nothing? Just so I can see his back?

He rolled his eyes and turned back to close his own eyes. Surrounded by Jiang Siheng’s pheromones, Qi Ran felt incredibly comfortable, as if soaking in water of just the right temperature. Before long, he drifted off.

Then, Jiang Siheng felt a warm little piece of charcoal press against his back.

Jiang Siheng tilted his head to look at Qi Ran, who was sleeping soundly against him, and let out a silent sigh.

…

When Qi Ran woke up in the morning, Jiang Siheng was already out of the room. He rolled over lazily to check the time and realized it was already past 7 AM.

Realizing he had work, Qi Ran bolted upright. He had just remembered he had skipped a whole day.

While his brother wouldn’t hold it against him after all, he was sick, not skipping for no reason. The fact remained that he had skipped work after only one day on the job. He could imagine what his department manager, Chen Rongsheng, would think of him.

It would definitely be: “Heh, as expected, the Second Young Master is just here to play.”

Why is it so hard to leave a good impression?

He pulled back the quilt and looked around, only then realizing he hadn’t brought any clothes.

Jiang Siheng pushed the door open to see the youth standing there in his pajamas. The oversized clothes made him look even more slender and fragile, but his eyes were bright as he looked at him: “Jiang Siheng, hurry and find me some clothes. I have to go to work in a bit, I’m almost late.”

“Work?” Hearing those words from Qi Ran’s mouth caught Jiang Siheng a bit off guard.

However, he didn’t refuse the request. He found a set of unworn clothes and placed them by the bed. “Where are you working now?”

“At my family’s company, of course. I’m currently a junior staff member in the Perfume Department.” Qi Ran flipped through the clothes Jiang Siheng gave him. “Have you worn these?”

Jiang Siheng shook his head: “They’re all new, don’t worry.”

Qi Ran: “…”

It’s precisely because they’re new that I’m worried. But actively asking for clothes Jiang Siheng had already worn felt a bit perverted.

Jiang Siheng met the youth’s hesitant gaze and was about to ask what was wrong when he suddenly realized what Qi Ran was conflicted about.

He let out a short laugh, turned to the closet, and pulled out a white shirt. Then, he reached out to unbutton the shirt he was currently wearing.

Qi Ran was startled by the move and took a step back, sounding wary: “What are you doing?”

Jiang Siheng took off his shirt and placed it on the pile of clothes he had given Qi Ran, then put on a new one. The entire process was incredibly natural. “Don’t you want one I’ve worn?”

Though that was indeed the case, having it said so bluntly made Qi Ran’s face flush instantly: “I never said I had to have one you’ve worn!”

Jiang Siheng looked at the bristling Qi Ran, a smile appearing in his eyes: “Fine, then it’s me actively wishing my boyfriend would wear the clothes I’ve worn. I’ve prepared breakfast, come and eat.”

Having said that, Jiang Siheng didn’t linger and turned to leave.

Left behind, Qi Ran felt all out of sorts.

Looking at the shirt Jiang Siheng had just taken off, he felt it was wrong to take it but wrong to leave it.

Finally, he closed his eyes and put it on. There was no choice; it would be bad if he suddenly had a stress reaction while at work.

The shirt seemed to still hold the man’s body heat. Realizing this, Qi Ran’s face reddened again.

The Little White Bird hopped up at that moment: [Detecting abnormal body temperature and heart rate in the Host. To avoid any bad outcomes, please seek medical attention promptly!~]

Medical attention my ass!

Jiang Siheng’s shirt was much too big for him. Qi Ran had to tuck it into his pants and roll up the sleeves. As for the pants, he used a belt to keep them up and had to cuff the long legs.

When he came downstairs, Jiang Siheng caught sight of the youth in the white shirt and black trousers and curled his lips: “I’ll drop you off in a bit.”

Qi Ran wanted to say no, but then thought: might as well take the free ride.

Seeing the white porridge and custard buns on the table, Qi Ran glanced at the tidy kitchen: “You didn’t make these yourself, did you?”

Jiang Siheng pulled out a chair and sat down: “Why couldn’t I have made them?”

Qi Ran glanced at him: “You just don’t look like someone who would do this kind of thing.”

Jiang Siheng had an ethereal, otherworldly aura; people wouldn’t instinctively associate him with cooking or housework.

Jiang Siheng wasn’t surprised by the answer: “It seems you still don’t know me very well.”

Qi Ran thought to himself: Is “not very well” the right phrase? I’d say “not at all.”

After finishing breakfast, Qi Ran felt his whole body was comfortable.

He followed Jiang Siheng to the garage to get the car: “What are your plans for later?”

“No plans.”

Qi Ran froze. He hadn’t expected such an answer, and surprise filled his eyes: “You don’t have to go to work?”

“No.” Jiang Siheng gave him a look after speaking. “I only take the annual dividends from the family business.”

Although the Jiang family was a massive empire and the dividends alone were a fortune, he hadn’t expected the family to let him stay home as an idle person.

“Then… don’t you find something to do for yourself?” Just staying home as a salted fish, don’t you get bored?

Jiang Siheng curled his lips: “You go to work, and I stay home waiting for you to come back—isn’t that good?”

Why does that sound like I’m keeping a canary?

Does Jiang Siheng want to spend my money? Does he want to be my “soft rice” man?

Qi Ran looked at him warily: “I haven’t even gotten this month’s salary yet. Even when I do, it’ll only be a few thousand bucks. Don’t expect me to support the household. At most… at most I’ll pay a housing fee.”

Don’t even think about getting more! Clutching his money bag tight and not letting go~

Seeing his misunderstanding, Jiang Siheng gave an amused smirk. He found that Qi Ran’s flighty personality and thoughts really brought him joy. “Paying a housing fee is fine. Just transfer it directly to my card later to help with household expenses.”

Qi Ran didn’t expect Jiang Siheng would actually dare to ask for it. He looked speechless and remained silent.

Seeing his silence, Jiang Siheng didn’t forget to remind him: “Remember to transfer the money today.”

“I know!” Qi Ran turned away from him, thinking to himself that Jiang Siheng’s annual dividends were in the millions if not hundreds of millions, yet he was actually haggling over a few meals. How stingy.

“Don’t curse me in your heart.”

Qi Ran’s expression froze. He turned to look at him: “How do you know I’m cursing you? I’m not! Don’t slander me.”

“Is that so? You weren’t calling me stingy in your head?”

Qi Ran: “…”

Please uninstall the surveillance camera you put in my heart, or I’m going to report you!