I Transmigrated into a Scummy Alpha and Stole the Heroine from Her Tragic Romance - Chapter 79

When it came to choosing a name for their newborn daughter, Qi Xiyao and Yu Peirong reached an agreement surprisingly quickly.

Unlike most Alphas, Yu Peirong had no desire to impose her surname on the child. In fact, she insisted that the baby, carried and birthed by Qi Xiyao, should take Qi’s surname. She only requested the privilege of choosing the child’s nickname.

In the end, the baby was named Qi Ruyu, and her nickname was Xiangyu, a playful pun that sounded similar to her formal name.

When Xiangyu was little, everyone believed she would grow up to be a beautiful Omega like her mother. But as soon as she learned to walk and talk, it became clear she had a mischievous streak no one had expected.

Both Qi Xiyao and Yu Peirong were often busy with work. Especially when Qi Xiyao was on set, they would sometimes leave their daughter in the care of her maternal grandparents. Qi’s mother, Zhuang Xiufen, adored children, and ever since taking on the job of babysitting, she hardly had time to sit down, let alone worry about anything else.

There was a simple reason for that. This little girl had energy that surpassed everyone’s expectations.

Even Zheng Xiuxue, who was known for being lively herself, could only shake her head after spending time with Xiangyu. She joked that this child would grow up to be even more fiery than she was. Gu Jinhua, of course, rolled her eyes and said that was hardly something to be proud of.

Recently, Qi Xiyao’s work schedule had lightened up. All she needed to do was shoot a magazine cover and attend a short interview. During their last outing, she had been pestered by her daughter for a long time, and she had promised that once she got home, she would take Xiangyu to the amusement park.

That day, it was Yu Peirong who arrived home first.

As soon as she opened the door, she saw her daughter lying listlessly on the sofa. Her heart skipped a beat. She hurriedly kicked off her shoes and ran over, not even stopping to wash her hands or change her clothes. She dropped to her knees beside the couch and asked urgently, “What’s wrong?”

Little Xiangyu, still young and full of baby-soft charm, looked up at her with round, grape-like eyes. Her face was drawn, and her pout made her look like the picture of exhaustion and sadness.

Yu Peirong touched her forehead. It felt warm, but not hot enough for a fever.

It was July, the hottest month of the year. The heat was relentless. Even with insulation, the house was far from cool. Yet somehow, the air conditioning had not been turned on.

Frustrated, Yu Peirong stood up and switched on the air conditioner, then immediately reached for her phone to call the babysitter.

Whenever she was away for work, they usually had a babysitter looking after the child until she returned. That day, the babysitter had a personal emergency and had asked to leave an hour or two early. Since Xiangyu was now capable of doing some things on her own, like using the bathroom and turning on the television, Yu Peirong had not worried too much.

But she had not expected the babysitter to leave without even turning on the air conditioning or the television for the child.

Just as she was about to dial the number, a tiny voice from the sofa called out, pulling her back.

Yu Peirong stopped what she was doing, rushed back to the couch, and knelt down to face her daughter again.

As she reached out to check her forehead once more, Xiangyu pushed her hand away with a slight look of disdain.

“Mommy Yu, the babysitter auntie said you shouldn’t touch kids without washing your hands first!”

She was still quoting the babysitter. Just hearing that made Yu Peirong’s blood pressure rise. Trying to stay calm, she went to wash her hands, then returned with the phone, ready to call again. But before she could finish dialing, Xiangyu’s expression changed. She jumped up and grabbed the phone from her hand.

“Mommy Yu, I’m hot.”

The little girl clung to her, pulling on her clothes and whining sweetly. It was hard to tell who she had learned this behavior from. Neither Qi Xiyao nor Yu Peirong were the clingy, cutesy type.

As Xiangyu pressed herself close, they suddenly heard the front door open with a loud thud.

Qi Xiyao had just arrived home. As soon as she walked in, she noticed something was wrong and looked over at Yu Peirong with concern.

Before Yu Peirong could even explain what had happened, a small hand shot into the air.

“Mommy Qi, it’s so hot. I want ice cream!”

Half an hour later, Yu Peirong and Qi Xiyao sat in a booth at a kids’ restaurant, watching as Xiangyu demolished an entire strawberry ice cream and a full children’s meal, then bounced out of the booth and ran off to play with a group of other kids.

She looked full of energy and completely healthy, as if the earlier drama had never happened.

Yu Peirong stared at the used utensils on the table, especially the steak knife and fork. She pressed her palm to her forehead and let out a long sigh.

If she still did not understand what had just happened, then all her years of acting experience would have been wasted.

Like parent, like child. She had not expected that the daughter she and Qi Xiyao were raising would turn out to be a natural-born drama queen.

That little rascal had definitely dragged a stool over, turned off the air conditioning herself, put the stool back, and then sprawled on the sofa like she was wilting, just to trick them into taking her out for ice cream.

Qi Xiyao was usually the stricter parent when it came to raising their child. She rarely allowed Xiangyu to have ice cream. Her plan that day had been simple: let her daughter eat some porridge and vegetables, then take her to the amusement park for a little playtime.

But when faced with the pitiful, wilted little figure lying on the sofa, Yu Peirong’s heart had softened. She gave in and brought her out for ice cream.

Now, watching the little girl bounce around full of energy, Yu Peirong felt a sudden wave of betrayal. Thinking back to how worried she had been, how she had nearly called the babysitter in a panic, her face flushed with embarrassment.

“Qi Ru Yu.”

At that moment, little Xiangyu was still happily clutching a handful of ocean balls, playfully teasing another child, completely unaware that she had just been marked for retribution by Mommy Yu.

Since neither Qi Xiyao nor Yu Peirong had any urgent work that day, they took their time. They sat in a restaurant with a nice view, chatting idly. Eventually, they came to a shared decision. As they talked, Yu Peirong’s mood lifted significantly, and even the way she looked toward the entrance carried a gentle smile.

Xiangyu had a great time that day. She even met a few younger boys and girls, each just a bit smaller than her. They were well-behaved and easy to get along with, making them the perfect little companions for her to play with.

When she cheerfully pushed open the door to return and see what her two moms were doing, the first thing she saw was Yu Peirong looking at her with a deep, meaningful smile.

After living with her long enough, Xiangyu immediately recognized that particular look. It meant trouble. She instinctively became alert and subtly shifted her body to prepare for a quick escape behind Qi Xiyao’s legs.

“Mommy Yu, what’s wrong?”

“Oh, nothing,” Yu Peirong said with a calm smile. “I just think that someone is finally old enough to act in front of her mom’s. That means it might be time for her to start learning some real discipline in kindergarten.”

On their way out, Yu Peirong gently patted Xiangyu’s head. The little girl had been smiling just a moment ago, but now her expression instantly collapsed.

And just like that, Yu Peirong used actions rather than words to teach her a valuable lesson:

No matter how clever the child, she could never outplay the grown-up.

Xiangyu wilted like a flower in the sun, slumping like a withered eggplant.

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