I Confessed to the Wrong Enigma, Then Got Pregnant as a Top Alpha [Transmigration] - Chapter 31

Chapter 31

Qi Ran didn’t take the bloodstain on the pajamas too seriously. He didn’t know that after he left, Jiang Siheng picked up the pajamas he had taken off, stared at that bloodstain for a long time, and finally scrubbed it clean by hand.

As soon as he arrived at the company in the morning, he was called over by Chen Rongsheng: “Uh, Tang Yujie’s assistant just called. They want you to head over there and, by the way, bring them another bottle of perfume.”

“Another one? Didn’t we just give them 100ml last time? It shouldn’t be used up that fast, right?” That kind of perfume shouldn’t be something one sprays every single day.

“Who knows. Just go and see, so they don’t say later that we aren’t cooperating.” Chen Rongsheng looked like he had plenty of experience, making one wonder if he had gone through something similar in the past.

Qi Ran nodded. “Alright, I’ll go now.”

As Chen Rongsheng watched him leave, his impression of Qi Ran had changed repeatedly during their time working together. From initially thinking he was just a spoiled rich playboy, to now feeling he truly was someone from the Qi family—as long as they worked seriously, it seemed there was nothing they couldn’t do that others would envy. This person was not only born lucky, but his own abilities weren’t bad either. It really proved the old saying: comparing goods leads to throwing them away; comparing people leads to dying of anger.

Qi Ran left Chen Rongsheng’s office, grabbed a new bottle of perfume directly, and drove to find Tang Yujie. The car was, naturally, the one Jiang Siheng gave him last night.

The address Tang Yujie gave him was Shangxin Entertainment. This was Qi Ran’s first time here. When the receptionist at the door saw him, she couldn’t help but freeze for a moment before saying politely, “Sir, do you have an appointment?”

Qi Ran checked the time and said, “I’m looking for Tang Yujie. I’m here to deliver something.”

“Alright, please wait a moment while we confirm.” After speaking, the receptionist picked up the phone nearby to inquire.

While Qi Ran waited, he couldn’t help but observe his surroundings. He had to admit, a media agency was quite different. The people lingering at the front and back doors were either fans or reporters, and the people coming and going in the lobby were either in a great hurry or wrapped up tightly to hide their faces.

“Alright, sir. You can go to Studio 3 on the third floor. Miss Tang is waiting for you there.”

“Okay, thank you.” Qi Ran gave her a smile and turned toward the elevator.

The receptionist, watching him leave, couldn’t help but grab the sleeve of the person next to her: “Did you see that guy who just went up? He’s so beautiful—do you think he’s a new artist signed by the company?”

“Probably. It looks like that, it would be a waste not to debut.”

“Right? You think so too!”

…

Qi Ran didn’t know about the conversation between the two receptionists. He stepped out of the elevator and found Studio 3. Before he even walked in, voices drifted out: “Good, smile. Turn your head. Yes, yes, that’s the look. Right… one more…”

Qi Ran stood at the door, raising an eyebrow as he watched Tang Yujie posing in front of a white backdrop.

The small assistant by Tang Yujie’s side saw him and immediately came over to welcome him: “Mr. Qi, you’ve arrived. Please have a seat. Sister Yujie will be finished in a moment. I’ll go brew a cup of coffee for you.”

“Don’t trouble yourself. This is the perfume you wanted.” Qi Ran handed over the item. “Besides this, is there anything else?”

Sensing his meaning, the assistant quickly said, “I’m sorry to trouble you to come personally. If you’re not busy, could you wait a moment? Sister Yujie has something she’d like to discuss with you.”

Qi Ran nodded. “Alright. I’ll walk around nearby. Call me when you’re finished.”

“Okay, okay.”

Since he was rarely here, Qi Ran didn’t plan on wasting time just waiting. After clarifying things with the assistant, he planned to check out the different floors. On the way, he didn’t forget to take a photo and send it to Qi Su: [Guess where I am?]

Qi Su’s reply wasn’t slow: [Why did you go to Shangxin?]

He didn’t expect his brother to recognize the place just from the background of a photo. Qi Ran admired Qi Su’s professional dedication; if he didn’t come here often, how could he remember so clearly? [Delivering a bottle of perfume to Tang Yujie. Just looking around to see your performance!]

[So, how do you feel about it?]

[Of course, it’s quite, quite good ^_^]

…

That sentence wasn’t just simple flattery. As a media company qualified for listing, the internal environment and personnel were naturally top-tier. Qi Ran walked and stopped, watching people training seriously. However, he didn’t know much about the entertainment circle, so he couldn’t tell who was an un-debuted trainee or a long-established star.

“Hi, hello.”

Suddenly, his shoulder was lightly tapped. Qi Ran turned to see a tall man standing behind him with a smile in his eyes. Qi Ran took half a step back to create distance, feeling suspicious. “Hello.”

“I saw you wandering here for a while. Are you interested in learning more?” While speaking, the man pulled a business card from his suit pocket and handed it to Qi Ran.

Qi Ran instinctively took a look. It read: Zhong Cheng, Talent Manager. The name was quite unique.

“I think you’ve misunderstood. I have an appointment with someone, but she’s busy, so I was just wandering around.”

“Oh, I see. No matter. What do you think of this place? Should I introduce you to things?”

He didn’t expect the man to remain so enthusiastic after he stated his purpose. Qi Ran didn’t quite know what to do and poked the Little White Bird in his mind: “What’s the situation now?”

The Little White Bird pulled out a pair of tiny sunglasses from somewhere, wore them, and tied a bowtie, looking like an old scholar: [According to my analysis, this person probably wants to sign you. He has decent taste!]

Qi Ran: “…” He’s taken a liking to my face.

Little White Bird: [No, it could also be the body.]

Body? Pure Lust…

Qi Ran cut off his wild train of thought in time. “No need to trouble yourself. It’s about time, I think she’s finished. Goodbye.”

Seeing Qi Ran refuse so decisively, Zhong Cheng said with some regret, “May I know your name?”

Qi Ran gave a polite smile. “Qi Ran.”

“Surname Qi, you are…” Zhong Cheng was startled by the surname. Before he could ask, Qi Ran’s phone rang. Seeing him pick up, Zhong Cheng didn’t continue.

Qi Ran nodded to him and turned to go downstairs. “I’m coming now.”

Returning to Studio 3, Tang Yujie had finished shooting and was drinking water. The photographer nearby looked unhappy: “Has the male model not arrived yet? What time is it? Call and urge him again. What’s the situation? No professional spirit at all?”

When Tang Yujie saw him come over, her attitude was significantly friendlier than the last time. “I’m sorry for making you wait.”

“It’s nothing. I’m not sure what Miss Tang needed me for. Is there a problem with the perfume?”

Qi Ran sat opposite her, and the assistant placed a cup of freshly brewed coffee in front of him.

“No, the perfume is great better than expected, even. I don’t know if you’ve seen the reports, but thanks to it, I can now focus on my treatment with peace of mind. So this time, I wanted to thank you. I didn’t know what you liked, so I bought a small gift. I hope you like it.”

Tang Yujie took a box from her assistant and presented it to Qi Ran. “It’s nothing expensive—a small tie clip. I see you wear suits for work, so I thought you might find a use for it.”

Qi Ran didn’t expect Tang Yujie to call him over for something like this. “Actually, you didn’t need to be so polite. It’s just my job.”

“It might be your job, but without you, I wouldn’t be sitting here talking to you like this. So, a thank you is necessary. I’m someone who doesn’t like owing favors. Or… did you want something else?” At the end, Tang Yujie gave him an ambiguous smile.

Qi Ran felt a chill and picked up the gift box from the table. “No need. This is fine. Thank you.”

Tang Yujie, amused by the flash of fluster on his face, said, “That’s truly a pity.”

Qi Ran didn’t know how to respond to this girl; right now, he just wanted to leave. Seeing him awkwardly pick up his coffee to drink, Tang Yujie’s smile brightened. She actually saw a sense of innocence in him, which was quite interesting.

Qi Ran put down the coffee and stood up. “If Miss Tang has nothing else, I’ll be going.”

“Aren’t we eating together?” Tang Yujie stood up, looking at him with a bit of regret.

Qi Ran shook his head in refusal. “I appreciate the kindness, but I still have work. It’s not very convenient.”

Tang Yujie blinked and suddenly leaned toward him. Qi Ran instinctively took half a step back, looking at her warily.

Tang Yujie laughed. “Is the work inconvenient, or is Mr. Qi… afraid?”

Qi Ran didn’t want to know what she meant by “afraid” right now. He just wanted to get out. Mama, there’s a lady monster here trying to eat people!

Fortunately, before he could speak, the photographer who had been grumbling about the male model suddenly appeared. “My friend, would you be interested in a part-time job?”

Suddenly grabbed by the arm, Qi Ran turned to meet the photographer’s stunned and expectant gaze. “…What part-time job?”

Having only seen Qi Ran’s back earlier, the photographer thought his physique was good and wanted to ask. Now that he saw the face, he felt this person was even more perfect. “We’re currently missing a male model for a few photos. The price is negotiable. Are you interested?”

Qi Ran: “…Sorry, I’m afraid it’s not convenient. I…”

“100 yuan per photo, with a minimum of 100 photos.” The photographer held up a finger, looking excited.

Qi Ran: “It’s not the money…”

“200 yuan per photo!”

“It really isn’t about the money, I…”

“500 yuan! 500 yuan has to be enough. I can’t go higher.”

“…”

Qi Ran looked at the spectating Tang Yujie and felt he really shouldn’t have come today. Meeting the photographer’s eyes, which were almost bulging with intensity, he curled his lip. “Sorry. Even at 1,000 yuan per photo, I won’t do it.”

With that, Qi Ran turned and quickly fled the scene. He felt like this place was a man-eating spider cave.

Seeing him leave, the photographer even wanted to chase after him but was stopped by a staff member saying the model had arrived. He had to give up, but looking at the model’s plain face and recalling the Qi Ran he just saw, he suddenly found it tasteless. With that kind of body no chest, no butt and that face… how could he have the nerve to be a model? Fine, he’d just make do.

…

Qi Ran left Shangxin and got back into his car. He couldn’t help but tug at his tie and tossed the gift from Tang Yujie onto the passenger seat. After the morning’s chaos, it was already lunchtime when he returned to the company. After parking the car, he received a call from Jiang Siheng: “What soup base do you like for hotpot?”

He never expected Jiang Siheng would call just to ask something like this. A strange feeling bubbled up in Qi Ran’s heart; it felt like he and Jiang Siheng were actually in a relationship, discussing what to eat today. Suddenly realizing his own thoughts, Qi Ran’s cheeks warmed. “Spicy. Hotpot without spice has no soul.”

Jiang Siheng, who couldn’t handle spice: “And for side dishes, is there anything you’re allergic to or absolutely must have?”

“Shrimp paste. Must have shrimp paste. Anything else is fine, I’m not picky.” Anyway, everything can be a hotpot.

“Alright, got it.”

Hanging up, Qi Ran raised an eyebrow. He hadn’t been very hungry, but after being asked all that, he suddenly felt famished. Instead of going upstairs, he went straight to the cafeteria.

When he arrived, Zhang Zihao and other colleagues were also dining. Seeing him return, Zhang Zihao smiled and greeted him: “You’re back. Want to sit together?”

Qi Ran smiled. “You guys are almost finished. I’ll go over there.” He could sense the rejection from these people, so he didn’t feel the need to join them. Zhang Zihao smiled and said no more.

However, not long after Qi Ran sat down, Chen Rongsheng leaned over. “How was it? What did Tang Yujie want you for?”

“Nothing. She said she wanted to express her thanks, so she called me over.”

Chen Rongsheng was stunned, clearly not expecting that. “I see. To be fair, she really should thank you. By the way, the deadline for the autumn products is coming up. How are the preparations?”

“Mm, almost done.” Speaking of this, Qi Ran’s lips curled into a smile.

Seeing him like this, Chen Rongsheng couldn’t help but feel expectant. “Looks good?”

Qi Ran laughed. “We’ll know in a couple of days if it’s a success.”

Chen Rongsheng nodded. “I’ll wait for your good news.” Then he turned to look back at Zhang Zihao and the others. “Are they… to you…”

Hearing this, Qi Ran knew what Chen Rongsheng meant. “Don’t worry about that, Brother Chen. We’re all adults; we’ll solve it ourselves.”

Chen Rongsheng saw that he didn’t seem forced. “Then how do you plan to solve it?” Given Qi Ran’s identity, if he wanted to deal with these people who lacked foresight, Chen Rongsheng felt it would be all too easy. Not that he was being cynical, but Qi Ran had the power.

“I won’t ‘solve’ it. Just let nature take its course, or conquer them with skill, haha.” By the end, Qi Ran couldn’t help but laugh; saying that felt too awkward.

Chen Rongsheng, however, thought it was good. “Thinking like that is actually quite nice. Good luck, I’m rooting for you.”

Qi Ran didn’t expect Chen Rongsheng to take him seriously. “I was joking, and you actually believed it.”

“Why wouldn’t I? I think you have the skill. The autumn products are an opportunity; you should fight for them.”

“Suddenly, I feel the pressure.”

“Pressure is motivation. If you need anything, just let me know. Take your time eating.” After speaking, Chen Rongsheng picked up his tray and left.

…

After eating, Qi Ran went back upstairs. Just as he was about to enter the perfumery room, someone suddenly pushed past him and stepped in first, then turned back with a smile: “Qi Ran, why don’t you rest this afternoon? Let me use this perfumery room for a bit.”

Qi Ran, who just wanted a place to nap: “…Fine, you use it.” With that, he turned and went back to the office.

The person who didn’t expect him to be so easy-going: “…” Suddenly, the “stealing” felt like it lacked any sense of accomplishment.

Near the end of the workday, Qi Ran received a message from Qi Su. When he opened it, it was a candid picture of him at Shangxin Entertainment today.

Surprised to have been photographed secretly, Qi Ran replied: [What’s the situation?]

Qi Su: [Someone at the company took it and posted it on Weibo. It already has over 10,000 retweets. If you mind, I’ll have someone suppress it.]

Seeing the retweet count, Qi Ran’s heart skipped. Just one photo and it had that much traffic? Although surprised, Qi Ran had zero desire to debut: [Brother, help me suppress it. I don’t want to be famous.] And then have no privacy for anything he did in the future.

Qi Su: [Alright. Are you still living at Jiang Siheng’s?]

Seeing his brother suddenly ask, Qi Ran replied: [Yeah. Do you miss me, Brother? How about I come home to keep you company in a couple of days?] He just feared his brother wouldn’t have time for him.

Sure enough, Qi Su’s next message was: [No need. Just take care of yourself. Jiang Siheng hasn’t bullied you, has he?] His brother knew Jiang Siheng quite well.

Qi Ran: [He has! So, will you help me, big brother? Expectant.jpg]

Qi Su: [No. I can only suggest you break up.]

Qi Ran: [You truly are my biological brother.]

…

After the chat, Qi Ran went to the garage to get the car. Jiang Siheng was preparing a hotpot tonight. Qi Ran felt it would be a bit bad if he did nothing and just went back to eat, so he stopped by a bakery and bought a box of strawberry cake.

The moment he opened the door at home, he smelled the hotpot. His stomach let out a hungry growl, perfectly fitting the occasion.

Changing his shoes and carrying the cake into the dining room, he saw Jiang Siheng wearing an apron, standing by the pot and adding vegetables. The bright light hit the man’s handsome face, looking like it had a soft-focus filter applied. He had an elegant temperament, but the apron and the task at hand made him seem much more approachable.

Seeing him return, Jiang Siheng looked up. “Go wash your hands and then you can eat.” He then walked over and took the cake from him, noticing another box in his hand. “What’s this?”

Seeing the question, Qi Ran waved the gift box. “A thank-you gift from Tang Yujie.”

“Tang Yujie?” Jiang Siheng raised an eyebrow suspiciously, not quite understanding.

“Didn’t I tell you this morning? I designed a perfume for her that fits her style. She specifically called me over today to express her thanks.” After saying this, Qi Ran felt like he was explaining himself to Jiang Siheng. He paused, then turned. “I’ll go up and change first.”

Jiang Siheng nodded. “Go ahead.”

Returning to his room, he noticed the pajamas he took off this morning had been taken away, presumably to be washed. At the same time, another set of pajamas lay on the bed—the set Jiang Siheng wore last night.

He couldn’t think too much about how the pajamas Jiang Siheng wore would end up on him the next day. Thinking too much was just perverted.

After showering and changing, Qi Ran came downstairs. He happily pulled out a chair and sat down. “It smells so good.”

“Mm. Eat more if you like it.” Jiang Siheng sat opposite him drinking juice, looking like just watching him eat was enough.

Qi Ran looked up. “Aren’t you eating?”

Jiang Siheng, who originally didn’t plan to eat, met Qi Ran’s expectant puppy eyes and silently picked up his chopsticks. “I’ll eat.”

Seeing him move, Qi Ran sighed in relief and smiled. “Hotpot is only fun when more people eat. This shrimp paste is so good where did you buy it?”

“I didn’t buy it; I made it. It’s not hard to make.”

Qi Ran looked at Jiang Siheng in disbelief. “Actually, I’ve wanted to ask for a while—how do you know how to do so much?”

Jiang Siheng took a bite of food, swallowed quickly, and then took a sip of juice to rinse the spiciness from his mouth, acting nonchalant. “These things aren’t hard.” He didn’t particularly like cooking; it was just that the process made him feel peaceful.

“Maybe it’s only you who thinks it’s not hard. When I used to cook noodles, they always ended up half-raw.”

Qi Ran didn’t know how Jiang Siheng made the hotpot base, but every bite was explosively delicious. If this guy got bored and opened a hotpot restaurant, business would definitely be booming.

Eating until sweat appeared on the tip of his nose, Qi Ran couldn’t help but unbutton a few buttons of his pajamas, revealing his shapely collarbone and that little red mole on it. Under the lights, the youth’s skin was like jade with a faint glow, and his naturally fair cheeks were flushed from the heat. He looked pure yet gorgeous, breathtakingly beautiful.

Jiang Siheng vaguely suppressed his emotions, drinking the juice and lost in thought. Qi Ran, immersed in the food, noticed nothing.

After the meal, Qi Ran was totally satisfied. He poked the Little White Bird’s head in his mind: What should I do? I think after I leave here, I’ll miss Jiang Siheng’s cooking. I’ll really be craving this hotpot for a long time.

The Little White Bird let out a light huff: [I have two ideas. Do you want to hear them?]

“What ideas?”

The Little White Bird sat down: [The first way is to pay him for the recipe and make it yourself whenever you want to eat it.]

“And the second?”

[The second: marry him and let him make it for you for the rest of your life!]

Qi Ran: “…” I shouldn’t have asked. What good suggestions could a bird have?