I Confessed to the Wrong Enigma, Then Got Pregnant as a Top Alpha [Transmigration] - Chapter 7

Chapter 7

After finishing the reports sent by his subordinates, Jiang Siheng turned his gaze toward the bathroom. Qi Ran had been inside for nearly two hours. Aside from the sound of splashing water at the very beginning, it was now completely silent.

Setting aside the laptop on his lap, Jiang Siheng stood up and walked over. He knocked on the bathroom door, but there was no response from inside.

He pressed down the handle; the bathroom door wasn’t locked.

Opening the door, Jiang Siheng saw the youth sitting on the floor, head leaning against the bathtub, fast asleep.

The untied bathrobe was loosely draped open, revealing a large expanse of fair skin that shimmered with a translucent glow under the lights.

The small red mole on the youth’s collarbone was particularly striking.

Jiang Siheng’s gaze paused for a moment. He walked over: “Wake up. Go sleep in the bed.”

Qi Ran opened his eyes clearly. Damp black hair was scattered across his face, giving him an air of fragile beauty.

Likely aggrieved at being woken up after falling asleep, the youth looked at him with reddened eyes and a gaze full of resentment. His voice was soft and sticky as he called out his name: “Jiang Siheng… even if I did something wrong, I’ve already scrubbed the bathroom clean like you wanted. Just let me sleep for a while, okay?”

Whatever grudge or enmity they had, couldn’t it be settled after he woke up? He really couldn’t take it anymore.

Even a death sentence is just a quick chop; not letting someone sleep is simply too much! QAQ.

Jiang Siheng’s heart felt a sudden prickle. He turned his head and said coldly: “Go sleep in the bed.”

Sitting on the floor, Qi Ran stared at Jiang Siheng’s retreating back for a silent moment, as if making sure he hadn’t misheard.

Once certain that Jiang Siheng had indeed told him to sleep in the bed, Qi Ran scrambled up. Afraid the man would change his mind, he hopped onto the bed and rolled himself into the quilt, not forgetting to mutter a “goodnight” to him.

Looking at the sudden lump protruding from the bed, Jiang Siheng pursed his lips. After standing there for a while, he sat on the edge of the bed and reached out to tug at the quilt—which Qi Ran had rolled up most of but it didn’t budge.

Jiang Siheng: “…”

He somewhat regretted letting Qi Ran onto the bed.

After lying down, Jiang Siheng looked at the youth sleeping with closed eyes. This quiet, non-speaking version of Qi Ran had gentle, obedient features that gradually overlapped with the shadow of the person in his heart.

It made him instinctively want to reach out and touch him.

But just as his hand extended, Qi Ran suddenly released the quilt. A leg swung out and hooked over Jiang Siheng’s body. A second later, an arm reached out and naturally looped around his neck. Then, as if that weren’t enough, he leaned in and rubbed his face against Jiang Siheng’s shoulder.

Jiang “Human-Sized Bolster” Siheng: “…”

As expected, he really shouldn’t have let him sleep on the bed.

Pushing the clinging youth away, Jiang Siheng rolled over and pulled at the quilt, intending to keep his distance. Fortunately, the hotel bed was large enough.

Unfortunately, once Qi Ran fell asleep, he turned into a total “clinger.” No matter how Jiang Siheng tried to dodge, Qi Ran had to be pressed against him to stay asleep.

Jiang Siheng, whose sleep quality was already abysmal, eventually had no choice but to tie Qi Ran up like a zongzi (sticky rice dumpling), wrapping him tightly in a roll.

And he himself was now completely wide awake.

…

The next morning, when Qi Ran woke up, he was the only one left in the vast room. He had no idea when Jiang Siheng had left.

He moved, trying to sit up, only to realize he was bound tight.

“What’s the situation?”

Little White Chirp covered its eyes with its wings: [Don’t ask me, I don’t know anything!]

Qi Ran said in disbelief: “If you don’t know, who does? Does Jiang Siheng have this kind of hobby!?”

Wriggling his body with all his might, he finally managed to loosen the quilt. Qi Ran crawled out, covered in sweat.

After confirming once more that Jiang Siheng wasn’t in the room, Qi Ran breathed a sigh of relief: “Say, do you think the matter between me and Jiang Siheng is finally over?”

Yesterday’s mistake was settled by scrubbing the bathroom, right?

Jiang Siheng couldn’t be so petty as to keep looking for trouble, could he?

Qi Ran tidied himself up. He didn’t plan on staying long; he felt that even though Jiang Siheng was gone, the man’s scent still seemed to linger in the room.

Coming down the elevator, Qi Ran specifically went to the front desk and said: “Checking out of 901.”

The staff member in charge of reception suddenly smiled: “Are you Mr. Qi?”

Qi Ran nodded: “Yes, that’s me. Something up?”

“It’s like this. When Mr. Jiang left, he asked me to hand these clothes to you. He specifically instructed that you must wash them by hand; he will check.”

Looking at the bag the staff member handed him, inside was a set of black suit. Of course, that wasn’t the point—the point was the familiar smell.

Qi Ran: “…”

Damn it, Jiang Siheng, you petty man! Why is this never-ending!

Little White Chirp covered its face with its wings and played another clip of what happened after he fell asleep last night.

Qi Ran: “…”

Seeing that he didn’t make a sound and just silently picked up the bag, Little White Chirp asked: [Are you really going to help him wash his clothes? By hand?]

Qi Ran glanced at them: “I’ll just send them to the dry cleaners.”

Only a fool would wash them by hand for him.

He hailed a car on the roadside, found a dry cleaner first to drop off Jiang Siheng’s clothes, and then took a car home.

When he arrived back, it was still early. Qi Tingfeng and Qi Su were both at home. Seeing Qi Ran return after disappearing for a whole night, Qi Tingfeng’s brow furrowed immediately: “Where did you run off to again? Day after day, is this home not enough to keep you?”

Qi Ran felt like he was “Bad Luck’s mother opening the door for Bad Luck”—Bad Luck had truly come home.

“What’s with the clothes you’re wearing?” Qi Su’s brow knitted, noticing that the clothes on Qi Ran weren’t his usual style.

They were prepared by the hotel at short notice this morning. Qi Ran hadn’t expected Qi Su to have such sharp eyes. He rubbed his nose: “Um, the clothes I was wearing got dirty. Anyway, I’m going back to my room first.”

He was about to slip away, but before he could move, Qi Tingfeng stood up: “Wait a minute. What is that smell on you? What exactly did you do yesterday?”

Qi Ran raised his arm and sniffed: “What smell? There’s no smell.”

Qi Tingfeng had already walked close. He then frowned and instinctively stopped: “Who were you fooling around with last night to get covered in this much pheromone scent!”

Qi Ran: “…”

Qi Su stood up with a dark expression: “Go take a shower.”

Seeing Qi Su’s discomfort, Qi Tingfeng waved him away: “Hurry up and go!”

Qi Ran cast a guilty look at his brother and quickly ran back to his room. The moment he shut the door, he summoned Little White Chirp in his mind: “What’s the smell on me? Does it smell bad?”

Little White Chirp hopped a couple of times: [Testing for host, please wait… detection complete. Pheromone scent detected: Rosemary. Concentration 30%. Friendly tip: You’ll need a high-concentration masking agent to remove it~]

Qi Ran didn’t know much about pheromone concentrations: “Is this concentration normal or abnormal?”

He and Jiang Siheng had just slept purely under the covers; the pheromones rubbed off shouldn’t be a big deal, right?

[According to official settings, a 30% pheromone concentration indicates… the other party wants to mark you.]

Qi Ran: “…”