The Cold Side Character from a Male-Lead Novel is Pregnant - Chapter 21

Yan Yu indeed felt that the Prince had been a bit strange these past two days.

In the past, Chen Kan was the least patient when it came to inquiring about what Yan Yu was thinking. Moreover, being in his prime, his energy was so boundless it could be described as sheer debauchery; he lived like a pile driver that had attained a human spirit. Now, things were different. Even if Yan Yu intended to find fault, he never expected Chen Kan to throw out those questions, as if they were truly going to talk about poetry and philosophy, or as if there were genuine common topics between them, or even… love?

Yan Yu suppressed the sudden surge of loathing in his heart, feeling a wave of overwhelming shame.

He and his late husband had been deeply in love and had three sons together. Although their life was not wealthy, they treated each other with mutual respect and admiration. But for a man with no power or influence who only possessed physical strength, his greatest calamity was having a beautiful wife. The Chen father and sons had caught sight of his appearance, and to possess him, they had forcibly abducted him right in front of his husband.

From that moment on, it was impossible for there to be a shred of goodwill between him and the Chen family, let alone love.

Chen Kan’s phrase “You are my person” still hung in the air. Yan Yu remained silent for a moment, looked away, and forced a stiff, expressionless curl of his lips. A mocking sneer escaped his thin mouth.

“The Prince did not ask such things before.”

“I want to ask now,” Chen Kan said, his gaze fixed on him and his magnetic voice very soft.

Yan Yu could not stand this hypocritical act. “In the past, if the Prince wanted to make a demand, he would say it directly instead of beating around the bush.”

“I have already said it directly.” Chen Kan tightened his bath towel with great decorum, wearing an expression reserved for serious business. He adopted the tone a Prince should have and said to Yan Yu, “My only requirement now is to know every detail of your past.”

After carefully studying the text of Seven Cubs in Hand, the World is Mine: The Survival Records of a Cold Consort, Chen Kan knew very well that the author was too lazy to write a biography or childhood trauma for the protagonist. Even if there was a plotline, the focus was on the Chen father and brothers. It was a story of brothers turning against each other and taking up arms to fight for the protagonist. Chen Kan’s role as the “official lead” was the story of the dragon-slaying youth eventually becoming a dragon himself by killing his father and brother.

Therefore, if he utilized the majestic aura of a victor who had succeeded in the struggle for the throne and was about to be crowned Emperor, and forced Yan Yu to speak of his past, Yan Yu would surely find a way to satisfy his demands for the sake of his and the children’s survival. By doing so, Yan Yu’s actual memories might get mixed in, and Chen Kan might actually learn something useful.

Just as Chen Kan was feeling satisfied with his plan, he heard Yan Yu speak.

“But when I was little, I was a…”

Chen Kan did not hear clearly, or rather, he did not understand. “What were you when you were little?”

“I have given birth to so many for your Chen family, what do you think?”

Chen Kan was a bit choked up. He looked at the kittens all over the floor and understood that Yan Yu meant he was a cat when he was little as well. Chen Kan found it a bit funny but politely pressed down the corners of his mouth, merely inquiring, “Oh, then why are you a human now?”

Yan Yu said, “After being petted so much, I turned into a human.”

Chen Kan: “…”

“Who petted you? Was it that late husband of yours?”

“Mm.”

“What was his name again? I forgot.”

Chen Kan waited for Yan Yu to say his late husband’s name was “Chen Shenge” or “Chen Changqiang,” as Yan Yu knew all the nicknames his classmates had called him in school. He was also confident that he was Yan Yu’s first man, because Yan Yu had told him during their relationship that he had only ever dated him.

Instead, Yan Yu said, “His name was Fu Guanqi.”

What on earth?

Chen Kan could not believe his ears and instinctively repeated the name. “Fu what?”

“Guanqi.”

“Guan what?”

“Qi.”

Chen Kan quickly recalled the “cannon fodder” leads in the novel. The protagonist’s unfortunate original husband was a simple, honest, and strong peasant farmer—the author’s handiest tool for writing NTR scenes—but the book never even mentioned his name, only that his surname was likely Wang. Therefore, this cultured name was definitely not from the book; it was from real life or from Yan Yu’s memory.

Chen Kan frowned, taking the matter seriously for once. “Say it again. How is each character written?”

“’Fu’ as in Fu Zuoyi, and ‘Guanqi’ as in the phrase ‘observing a chess game in silence.’”

Impressive, he even remembered Fu Zuoyi. Smutty novels do not mention historical figures like Fu Zuoyi, which meant Yan Yu still retained common sense and part of his own memory in this inner demon phase.

Just then, Yan Yu’s ill-timed concern arrived. “But Prince, is your hearing failing? Do you need to have your ears checked?”

Chen Kan felt very depressed and rejected Yan Yu’s concern.

The next day, Chen Kan got up very early and went directly to Yan Yu’s parents’ house. The two elders did not know why Captain Chen had visited in person again, but they treated him with warm hospitality. When Chen Kan asked about Yan Yu’s childhood, his parents said that Yan Yu had a stable childhood and a harmonious family, and they had never heard of an important figure named Fu Guanqi.

Chen Kan’s face remained neutral, but his heart sank. This was not logical.

So, he turned to find Yan Yu’s former friends. Several acquaintances were questioned secretly, and their stories were consistent: Yan Yu’s life was simple, his social circle was small, and there was no such person as “Fu Guanqi.”

Finally, he found Fang Rong. Chen Kan did not beat around the bush and asked directly if he knew Fu Guanqi.

Fang Rong’s eyes lit up with the spark of someone sniffing out gossip. He bit his lip and suddenly gained more energy than he ever had at work. “Xiao Yu mentioned it to me once, and I remember it very clearly. Wow, did he not tell you?”

Chen Kan gripped his phone so hard it nearly shattered. “No.”

Fang Rong’s playful voice continued over the phone. “Oh, but that was because I asked him if he had a major crush. That was the name he gave me.”

“Crush?”

“Mm-hm,” Fang Rong’s voice giggled. “Do you old-fashioned types even know what a crush is? A crush is someone you like very much, someone you are obsessed with, a god-like man you desperately want to be with. Hey? Hanging up on me is so rude.”

Fang Rong sighed, forgot about the matter immediately, and went for a nap.

But Chen Kan could no longer sleep. He knew what a “rush” was, but what the hell was a “crush”?

Chen Kan was fuming and decided he would never forgive Yan Yu for the rest of his life. While he was over here weighing pros and cons and thinking things over repeatedly, Yan Yu was over there liking, obsessing over, and desperately wanting to be with some “god-like” man?

What did that make him? A runner-up massage wand?

He was angry.

When Yan Yu’s inner demon was fully cured, they would divide the children. Yan Yu could take whichever one he wanted, and if he took none, Chen Kan would raise them all himself. From then on, they would only be colleagues.

Chen Kan thought this way and felt uncomfortable, so he ignored Yan Yu for a full 720 minutes. It was not until Yan Yu noticed his mood and approached him with that look of mixed hatred and fear from the novel that he asked:

“What is wrong with you?”

“Nothing.”

Yan Yu sat down in silence. After a long time, he spoke. “Your enthronement is imminent. How do you plan to deal with the offspring of your father and brother?”

“You want to know?”

“Mm.”

“Then please me,” Chen Kan said. “You should know how to please me.”

Yan Yu lowered his eyes and said nothing, but the tips of his ears turned slightly red. “I know.”

“Then go do it.”

Chen Kan’s intention was for Yan Yu to write a detailed account of his past so he could find a breakthrough for the inner demon. But Yan Yu clearly misunderstood.

The following night, Chen Kan found a brand new item on his bedside table:

A breast pump.

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