Running Away While Pregnant with the Villain’s Child - Chapter 6

These past few days at school, Luo Xingran’s mood had been excellent.

In fact, she felt as though her life trajectory was always meant to be this way. Although she had never encountered financial management before, she picked it up with extraordinary speed; every assignment the teacher gave was completed perfectly.

She had studied interior design before, but by comparison, learning financial management felt as if she were playing a game with “cheat codes” enabled. If she hadn’t known for a fact that she’d never studied it, Luo Xingran would have wondered if she were someone who had been reborn.

As for her daily life, Luo Xingran realized she was incredibly familiar with Papa and Mama Luo—from their small gestures to the way they looked at her. With just a single glance, she knew whether they were genuinely happy or actually angry. To put it bluntly, her familiarity with everything in her current life was almost absurd.

Overall, she truly felt that her current life was wonderful.

Luo Xingran had already made a plan: once she finished university, she would find a job. Once she had a job that could support her, she would reveal the truth. Regardless of whether Papa and Mama Luo believed her, she didn’t want to deceive such kind people.

As it stood, she had no way to return the body. However, she could promise them that if their real daughter ever returned, she would cooperate and give the body back.

Luo Xingran didn’t consider herself a noble person; she simply felt that occupying someone else’s life and deceiving their loved ones was wrong. At the same time, she intended to cherish the life she had now.

Having determined her future path, she began working hard in that direction.

“Look at our daughter, she’s so well-behaved.” Mama Luo, carrying a plate of fruit, peered into the room and saw the silhouette of Luo Xingran sitting upright at her desk, writing.

“Xingran is a very good child. Aside from that one time, when has she ever made us worry?” Papa Luo looked at his daughter’s back, feeling a sense of solace. From childhood to adulthood, Xingran had been such a good kid—sunny, hardworking, and upwardly mobile. She was like a little angel.

“That boy Pei Junzhuo told us to be wary of Li Dan. He said it’s best if Xingran has as little contact with that man as possible—ideally, none at all.” As Papa Luo recalled his conversation with Pei Junzhuo from two days ago, a sense of gravity settled over his features.

“That man… he must be the one the Master spoke of, the one destined to hinder our daughter,” Mama Luo said, her smile vanishing. Her expression turned cold, and her voice became bone-chillingly icy.

“Most likely. I’m actually curious—if I were to castrate him, would he still be able to make my daughter pregnant out of wedlock like the Master predicted?” Papa Luo looked at the fruit knife on the plate Mama Luo was holding, his eyes flashing with a chilling coldness.

“Didn’t the Master also say he would turn our daughter against us? That for the sake of marrying him, she would anger you to death and leave me paralyzed from a stroke, eventually starving to death?” Mama Luo smiled slightly, but the smile was laced with poison.

“Yes, that is indeed what the Master said. I am truly curious about this person,” Papa Luo said. He then knocked on the glass door of the study.

Luo Xingran liked to do her homework in the study. Upon hearing the noise, she looked up and saw the fruit Mama Luo had brought. There were two plates: one filled with large, round, crisp green grapes, and another with sliced cantaloupe, its pale orange flesh looking incredibly sweet.

“Dad, Mom… humans should eat fruit, but six plates in one hour is a bit much, don’t you think?”

To be honest, Luo Xingran’s head ached slightly. Papa and Mama Luo were wonderful, but the sheer volume of fruit they brought her was an unbearable burden. Furthermore, every time she did anything, they would come in to check on her a hundred and eighty times, as if she might suddenly vanish into thin air.

“What’s this? Have you finally grown tired of your mother?” Mama Luo began to fake-cry melodramatically, making Luo Xingran’s head spin. In what kind of family does the mother act spoiled toward the daughter?

Oh, wait. Her family. Never mind.

“Mom, I didn’t mean that,” Luo Xingran denied quickly, waving her hands in fear that her “drama queen” mother would escalate to the next stage of her performance.

“Then it must be that you’ve grown tired of your father. Sigh, I suppose once a daughter grows up, she stops liking her dad.” Having just seen Mama Luo comforted, Papa Luo began competing for his daughter’s affection. He let out a long, sorrowful sigh, wearing a look of deep grievance.

Mama Luo shot her husband a look of pure disdain for his overacting. Papa Luo, pretending not to see it, continued to sigh heavily.

Fine. Luo Xingran surrendered; she truly had no way of dealing with these two.

“I was wrong, I really didn’t mean that. I promise I’ll eat all the fruit and won’t be a picky eater. My dear Mom and Dad, besides delivering fruit, is there anything else?” Luo Xingran raised her hands in a gesture of surrender.

“Ahem, actually, there is. There’s a student in your class named Li Dan, do you know him?”

Papa Luo’s tone turned serious. Luo Xingran nodded blankly.

“He seems to be spreading rumors everywhere saying that you two are together. That man is quite annoying—his grades are poor, and his character is worse.”

“In the realm of spreading rumors, he stands in a league of his own. Truly, no one can compete with his talent for spinning lies.”

“I honestly suspect that if I glanced at him for a second too long, he’d claim we were already married with children by the next.”

When Luo Xingran thought of Li Dan, her urge to complain was unstoppable. Back when she read the novel, she knew this character was trash, but at least he possessed some modicum of ambition. Since transmigrating, however, she hadn’t seen a single spark of ambition or any redeeming qualities; his character was even more absurdly depraved than in the book.

The arrogance and repulsion he radiated made her physically uncomfortable. It was the kind of feeling where the moment she saw him, her only instinct was to flee and keep as much distance as humanly possible.

Hearing their precious daughter’s assessment, Papa and Mama Luo felt both relieved and a bit anxious. Logically, since their daughter’s opinion of this man was already so low, it seemed impossible for anything to happen between them. To make her despise him to this degree in such a short time—honestly, they were starting to get curious about what kind of person could earn such a bottom-of-the-barrel rating.

In truth, Luo Xingran’s scathing critique was a deliberate attempt to lay the groundwork for her parents. If she ever transmigrated back and the original soul returned, only to follow the original plot… the mere thought made her heart ache for them. She didn’t want these two people, who treated her so well, to meet the tragic end described in the original text.

“You must stay away from such a disgusting man, Xingran. I suspect he’ll stop at nothing; his character is truly beneath contempt,” Papa Luo seized the opportunity to speak with gravity.

“He’s right. Xingran, Mom is someone who has seen it all. Back in the day, I was pursued by all kinds of men,” Mama Luo added, thinking of the “unmarried pregnancy” prediction. “Let me tell you, a man with no ‘male virtue’ like him is completely unworthy of you.”

She continued, “Most men are lacking in both character and brains. You must be careful; your father is one in ten thousand. So, choose wisely. If you need to socialize, prioritize making friends with girls.”

As Mama Luo spoke with a stern face, Papa Luo quickly cut in. “Ahem, we aren’t feudal parents. We won’t interfere with your social life. If you have good friends, just remember to tell Mom and Dad. We’d like to get to know them, too.”

Papa Luo phrased things more tactfully, fearing that being too blunt might trigger a rebellious streak in his daughter. After chatting a bit longer, the couple returned to their own room.

“Old Luo, are you really such an open-minded parent?” Mama Luo looked at her husband with an expression of pure disbelief.

“What? Of course I am. Do I look like some stodgy old man? As long as someone hasn’t committed a crime, it’s fine. If they have… the police will handle it.” Papa Luo appeared calm, but his fists were clenched tight.

“By the way, dear… you really had ‘many’ suitors?” Papa Luo’s eyes turned slightly dangerous. Mama Luo immediately waved her hands, refusing to let this “vinegar jar” of a husband get jealous.

“Just blind dates! They were only after my family’s fortune. How could those people compare to my darling husband?”

While the Luo couple was busy being affectionate, Luo Xingran was staring at her phone, her lip twitching. Upon reading the message on her screen, her desire to give the male lead a sound thrashing intensified.

What on earth is this garbage??

Indeed, any sane person would conclude that the author of this text was suffering from an incurable mental affliction.

The text read: Ranran, I know you like me. You must come to the campus music festival the day after tomorrow. I have something very important to tell you. You know how I’ve always felt about you. If you don’t want to come to the festival, then let’s meet after class.

Luo Xingran felt like she was about to have a breakdown. How could anyone be so delusional as to write this? She could almost picture Li Dan writing it with a smug smile, thinking he was being a refined gentleman who understood a girl’s heart.

But she knew she had to settle things with this guy. To put it bluntly, that last sentence was a threat. Translated: “If you don’t show up at the festival, I’ll corner you after class.”

Unfortunately, while they weren’t in the same major, she did share several public elective classes with Li Dan. Rather than being cornered by him in front of a crowd later, she figured she might as well see what kind of scheme he was cooking up.

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