The Popular Darling Says She’s Pregnant with My Child - Chapter 20

“Wen Shiyu…”

“Wen Shiyu…”

“Hmm?”

“My neck…”

Seraphina brushed her long, elegant hair aside, revealing her fair and slender neck.

Wen Shiyu hesitated for a moment, but because it was a rare occasion where Seraphina had taken the initiative, she worried if the other girl was feeling physically unwell.

“Wen Shiyu…”

Seraphina’s voice was soft. A warm, faint scent of peaches drifted over. Wen Shiyu swallowed hard and finally bit down.

She hadn’t expected Seraphina to be so different today. The girl was trembling, whimpering, and unexpectedly pulled her shirt up…

Wen Shiyu froze for a second. In the next moment, her head was grabbed, and her face was pressed directly into Seraphina’s chest…

“!”

Wen Shiyu’s ears turned red instantly.

Seeing no reaction, Seraphina urged in a small voice, “Hurry…”

“Uh, but… it doesn’t necessarily have to be… like this, right?”

Seeing her hesitating again, the corners of Seraphina’s eyes grew even redder.

“What do you mean…”

“I just feel that… this probably won’t give you much pheromones.”

These words made Seraphina freeze, and then her entire face flushed crimson.

“You…”

Even if it wasn’t entirely for the pheromones, so what?

She had turned into this… strange state. Wasn’t it all Wen Shiyu’s fault?

She should take responsibility!

Seraphina knew that Wen Shiyu simply wasn’t willing.

Hateful Wen Shiyu. She didn’t like Omegas at all. A perverted Alpha-lover!

Hateful.

She didn’t like her either.

She was just… pregnant, forced to carry her baby. It was just that she was so “hungry” and swollen. It felt so uncomfortable.

Seraphina wanted to be tough and tell Wen Shiyu to go away, but she was already like this—body and heart were both ready. And it had to be Wen Shiyu…

In the end, Seraphina couldn’t bring herself to scold her. Instead, she panted softly, her red eyes glaring at her. “You—whatever you want, I’ll buy it for you!”

“Huh?”

Wen Shiyu was stunned. “I didn’t mean it like that…”

She didn’t want anything.

“Just say it, what do you want?” Seraphina bit her lip, her tone and expression imperious, befitting the heir of the Cavendish family. There was nothing in this world she couldn’t obtain.

Unfortunately, with her eyes red and her body trembling, she looked more like a shivering little rabbit.

With tears threatening to fall, her commanding aura was significantly diminished.

“Just now, you clearly rubbed against me. You did it on purpose. And now you’re unwilling. I—I’ve already… like this…”

Wen Shiyu felt that if she said “no” one more time, Seraphina would truly burst into tears from anger…

“Alright, alright, I understand.” Wen Shiyu had no choice but to be obedient… she quickly held her to comfort her.

“I’m sorry…”

…

After PE class, although Seraphina used her eyes to “coerce” Wen Shiyu into sitting next to her, her face remained puffed up with anger, clearly still harboring a grudge.

However, despite the angry face, under the desk, it wasn’t long before Seraphina’s leg leaned against hers.

Then, it didn’t move away for the entire class.

When the bell rang, Wen Shiyu packed her things and stood up to go to another teaching building. Just as she was about to put on her backpack, she realized the strap was pinned down.

Looking down, Seraphina was sitting on a corner of her bag.

Feeling her movement, Seraphina finally, reluctantly and slowly, lifted her body a little.

“Oh, I was wondering what felt uncomfortable…”

Wen Shiyu smiled, gently tugged the strap out, waved to Seraphina, and finally managed to leave the classroom.

However, at the corner of the corridor leading to the next class, Wen Shiyu was suddenly pulled behind a hidden pillar by a gentle force.

It was Su Yan.

Su Yan leaned in slightly toward the side of her neck, then straightened up.

“I felt it during class.”

“The scent on your neck… is almost gone.”

“Ah…” Wen Shiyu felt a pang of guilt and instinctively raised a hand to touch her nape, stammering,

“I sweated a lot during PE earlier… so, I just took a quick shower.”

“I see.” Su Yan nodded hesitantly.

Wen Shiyu quickly changed the subject: “Then… I shouldn’t need to apply it anymore, right?”

Before Su Yan could answer, Wen Shiyu asked again: “When do you plan to give the perfume to Seraphina?”

…

On the other side, Seraphina happened to walk out of the classroom and leaned against the railing of the semi-open second-floor corridor to catch some air.

From this angle, she could see the corner below on the first floor perfectly.

Including Wen Shiyu and Su Yan standing together, very close, seemingly talking in low voices.

Seraphina instinctively furrowed her brow.

They were too far away for her to hear what they were saying.

But why would Su Yan go out of her way to find Wen Shiyu?

Xia Te also came out, followed her gaze, saw the two of them, and a smirk curled on her lips.

Seraphina turned to Xia Te and said, “Go tell Wen Shiyu to come back for a moment.”

Xia Te raised an eyebrow. Though she didn’t quite understand, she followed the instruction and walked down the stairs.

“Wen Shiyu,” Xia Te’s voice interrupted the conversation in the corner.

“Seraphina is calling you.”

“?” Wen Shiyu was stunned. What was wrong with her Young Lady now?

Seraphina had been like this lately, occasionally calling her over suddenly, only for Wen Shiyu to arrive and find there was nothing actually wrong.

Forget it, just in case there was something this time. Wen Shiyu ultimately turned around obediently and jogged toward the stairs.

Once Wen Shiyu left, Xia Te remained in place, smiling at Su Yan.

“Do you know what I wanted to tell you before?”

Without waiting for Su Yan to answer, Xia Te stepped closer and got straight to the point. “Wen Shiyu… will likely give her flower to you at the ball in exchange for a scholarship spot.

But Seraphina hopes that you will publicly reject her at the ball.”

Su Yan was stunned. “What?”

“No…”

If it were before, she might have considered it.

But now… she already understood what kind of person Wen Shiyu was. Her first reaction was to refuse. She couldn’t bring herself to humiliate her so publicly.

But Su Yan quickly realized something was wrong.

“I’m afraid this wasn’t Seraphina’s idea.”

She looked at Xia Te, her gaze turning sharp. “It was you… you intentionally let Wen Shiyu and me get in contact, and then intentionally revealed this so-called plan to Seraphina.

You knew I wouldn’t agree. Your goal is to cause a rift between Seraphina and me.”

Xia Te showed no sign of guilt at being exposed. She shrugged. “If you can’t do it, it means you’re not loyal enough to our friendship. Is that my fault?”

Su Yan’s expression turned completely cold. “Enough, Xia Te. I’ve always known what you’re thinking.”

She took half a step forward, her voice low but every word clear. “But I never cared before. Do you know why?”

“Because Seraphina will never consider you as a partner.”

“What do you know!” Xia Te looked like her tail had been stepped on.

“She has always looked after me, and she even risked her life to save me.”

Su Yan shook her head. “You know very well it’s because she sees you as a younger sister who needs protection.

When you were little, you were weak and short, like a malnourished bean sprout. She is kind by nature, so she took extra care of you, even risking her life. But that is not the kind of feeling you think it is!”

Xia Te’s face turned red with anger.

“So what? It’s precisely because I’m not an Alpha that I have to work harder, instead of giving up like you did!”

Su Yan sighed and fell silent.

Xia Te looked at her, and although she had suspected it, she was still surprised.

“You really gave up on Seraphina?”

Because of Wen Shiyu?

Xia Te’s eyes widened, unable to understand.

Xia Te suddenly thought of that night under the dormitory, the girl whose features looked exceptionally clean in the moonlight.

What kind of magic did she have?

She murmured to herself. “Wen Shiyu?”

…

Two weeks later, the final exams finally ended.

Seemingly to allow the students to temporarily cast aside their anxiety over grades and immerse themselves in the upcoming holiday.

The grandest masquerade ball of the school year kicked off on the eve of the official results announcement.

As was the custom, the trio—Su Yan, Seraphina, and Xia Te—prepared together inside the luxurious Cavendish villa.

Several maids quietly held various exquisite gowns, shimmering jewels, and accessories, waiting with disciplined poise.

Seraphina was undoubtedly dazzling tonight.

She wore a custom-made haute couture gown in rose pink. The skirt was layered with countless hand-sewn diamonds; it was not only staggeringly expensive but so beautiful it looked as if she had draped the entire starry sky over herself.

Her pale blonde hair was half-draped over her shoulder and half-pinned up elegantly, with a tulip pinned at her temple that matched her eye color.

That was the “Wish Flower” representing the heir of the Cavendish family.

Su Yan soon walked in.

“Seraphina.”

Believing the time was ripe, she took out a perfume bottle she had prepared long ago.

Seraphina took the perfume from Su Yan’s hand but didn’t try it immediately, nor did she seem particularly interested.

Instead, she raised her beautiful eyes and looked directly at Su Yan. “Have you and Wen Shiyu… been getting a bit too close lately? Xia Te said that was your plan.

You would pretend to be interested in Wen Shiyu, and then reject her at the ball.”

Su Yan didn’t answer, just looked at her quietly.

Seraphina lowered her eyes and sighed, her thick lashes hiding some of her emotions.

“I knew it… with your personality, you wouldn’t like such a plan, let alone pretend to be good to someone for the sake of a plan.”

After a long pause, she suddenly looked up again. “So, what exactly do you mean?”

Su Yan didn’t answer her question, but asked instead, “Seraphina, don’t you want to try the perfume first?”

If the perfume worked, logically, she wouldn’t need Wen Shiyu anymore, right?

Seraphina looked down, clutching the perfume bottle tightly. “…”

…

On the other side, Wen Shiyu was more concerned with waiting for her results.

Knowing that grades here weren’t made public, she didn’t hold back during the exams.

According to her plan, she should be able to snag some scholarship money.

But since the ball was starting first, and apparently the buffet inside was free and delicious…

Wen Shiyu was somewhat interested. So she casually changed into a dress belonging to the original owner.

Because she disliked exaggerated crinolines, she chose the simplest black satin long dress.

With a minimalist design and a highly tailored fit, it perfectly outlined her slender yet fluid waist, long legs, and revealed her straight shoulders and a large portion of her back.

To match the outfit, she let her long hair down loosely for the first time—like flowing ink clouds—and simply tied a common white lily from the academy around her wrist as her flower.

When Wen Shiyu arrived at the palatial building designated for the grand ball, she indeed saw various noble ladies dressed in their finery.

Wen Shiyu thought her outfit was the most ordinary and would allow her to low-key head toward the buffet.

Unexpectedly, many people turned to look at her immediately.

Wen Shiyu had worn the school uniform for so long; this was the first time the whole school had seen her with her hair down and in a formal dress.

At this moment, the black dress made her skin appear as white as snow and her hair as dark as a waterfall. Under the lights, her features looked like a meticulously painted ink wash—cold and possessing an unconscious attraction.

Her figure, wrapped in the simple gown, actually displayed a breathtaking elegance and slenderness.

Wen Shiyu felt a bit odd being stared at; she looked back in confusion, which instead caused several Alphas and Omegas who were peeking to blush and hurriedly look away.

Wen Shiyu: ?

She didn’t care much and quickly locked her gaze onto the long tables of diverse buffet dishes, preparing to head straight for her goal.

Unfortunately, before she could even get close to the food area…

The band conductor elegantly raised his hand, and a melodious waltz began to flow.

The light from the magnificent crystal chandeliers dimmed slightly, and several soft spotlights hit the wide dance floor.

Wen Shiyu happened to be standing on the edge of a circle of light. She instinctively wanted to retreat into the shadows, but saw a figure part the crowd and walk straight toward her.

It was Su Yan.

Su Yan usually dressed quite neutrally, and today she had changed into a perfectly tailored white suit, making her look even more upright and noble.

She stopped in front of Wen Shiyu, bowed slightly, and extended her hand. Her voice wasn’t loud, but it spread clearly: “Wen Shiyu, may I have this first dance with you?”

Huh?

…Could this be the prelude to rejecting her? Starting this early?

Wen Shiyu mumbled to herself, but since she couldn’t refuse in front of everyone, she gently placed her hand in Su Yan’s palm, saying as she’d seen others do:

“The honor is mine.”

The two stepped onto the dance floor, dancing gracefully to the music.

Su Yan’s lead was steady and elegant. Wen Shiyu learned on the fly, trying her best to keep up.

Just then, another figure quickly cut through the dancers who hadn’t yet fully paired up, bringing a gust of fragrant air as she arrived beside them.

It was Seraphina.

The music continued, but Seraphina’s actions had already drawn the attention of the entire room.

Her chest rose and fell slightly, and her cheeks were flushed from her hurried pace; it seemed she had run all the way over.

She looked at Su Yan, her tone carrying an uncompromising urgency: “Su Yan, exchange partners.”

Without waiting for Su Yan’s response, she had already reached out and pulled Wen Shiyu from Su Yan’s arms to her side.

“?” Wen Shiyu was completely bewildered.

Seraphina was exceptionally beautiful today. Those light-colored eyes, reflecting the brilliant lights, were more stunning than diamonds.

Unfortunately, she seemed to be in a bad mood.

“Give me your flower,” Seraphina tilted her chin up, demanding it righteously in her ear.

“Huh?”

“Give me your flower.”

Seeing her not moving, Seraphina took a quick peek at Su Yan and said it again, putting a faint emphasis on the “me,” her voice carrying a hint of anxiety.

Wen Shiyu had no idea what this sudden situation was about.

In the moment she hesitated, Su Yan also walked over.

She said nothing, only raised her hand and removed the unique Iris flower from her chest—the symbol of her personal promise—and handed it directly to Wen Shiyu.

The entire hall instantly let out a suppressed gasp of shock.

Looking at the heavy Iris in front of her, Wen Shiyu’s mind went blank.

The script wasn’t supposed to go like this, right?

According to the plan, she was supposed to present her flower to Su Yan first, confess to her… and then be rejected…

But now, as long as she took Su Yan’s flower and gave hers in return…

The highest-tier “Iris Scholarship” would easily be hers.

To be honest, that amount of money did make her hesitate for a moment, frozen in place, not knowing how to react.

Seeing her hesitation, Seraphina grew anxious in an instant. Almost without thinking, she reached up and plucked the even more dazzling Golden Tulip from her hair—the flower representing an unconditional, heavy promise from the Cavendish family.

A few strands of blonde hair fell over her shoulder with the movement.

The few inlaid diamonds shimmered under the light, making the tulip’s value seem even more immeasurable.

Seraphina wasn’t thinking much at this moment; she simply didn’t want Wen Shiyu to exchange flowers with Su Yan. The weight of a Cavendish promise naturally far exceeded the “Iris Scholarship.”

Seraphina slightly tilted her chin. In this moment, under the lights, she looked like a goddess of beauty. Very confident yet slightly proud, she handed the flower out.

This sudden development startled Xia Te, who had been watching from the side.

How could Seraphina give away the Family Flower so easily?

In her desperation, Xia Te lunged forward and, almost snatching it, shoved the Red Rose from her own neck into Wen Shiyu’s arms.

At the same time, her other hand swiftly snatched the unremarkable White Lily from Wen Shiyu’s wrist.

“???”

Wen Shiyu stood there like a wooden chicken.

Now, she was forced to hold three flowers in her arms.

Su Yan’s Blue Iris, Seraphina’s Golden Tulip, and Xia Te’s Red Rose.

In the center of the dance floor, under the spotlights, the three most high-profile goddesses of the academy were in a bizarre standoff.

In the entire magnificent ballroom, there was no sound except for the waltz melody that the band was still playing by force of habit.

Everyone held their breath, eyes wide, unable to comprehend this scene that defied all expectations—one that was enough to go down in the academy’s history of scandals.

Wen Shiyu blinked vacantly. At this moment, only one giant question mark remained in her mind.

No… can someone tell her, exactly what play is being performed here??