Chapter 26 Chapter 26 Things to do before getting pregnant.
According to the original description, the original owner failed to drug the first time, but Qin Chuyao relied on his extraordinary willpower to overcome the effect of the drug and maintain his innocence.
But the original owner was still determined to do something evil and came back again.
At the Jinhai University's 100th anniversary gala, Cheng Yunqing played the female role of Nie Xiaoqian, performing a beautiful and extraordinary love story for everyone. The actor who played Ning Caichen was naturally Qin Chuyao.
The original owner couldn't stand the fact that Cheng Yunqing received everyone's applause and was also blatantly infatuated with Qin Chuyao, so she came up with a plan and secretly destroyed the power switch of the party, causing a temporary power outage.
Cheng Yunqing's character setting included an extreme fear of the dark and confined spaces. The original owner used this as an excuse to run to Qin Chuyao and tell him: "Cheng Yunqing is having difficulty breathing. He's dying. Go comfort him!"
Afterwards, he took advantage of the dark night and strong wind to trick Qin Chuyao into coming to his house to look for someone. He took advantage of the dim light and put a sack on Qin Chuyao from behind and knocked him unconscious.
After waking up, he and Qin Chuyao were lying together naked.
Not long after, the original owner told Mr. Qin, "I'm pregnant."
The old man is very old and just wants a great-grandson. This is unbearable to hear.
Marry! You must marry! Anyone who opposes him will be bankrupt.
The subsequent plot naturally adheres to the true meaning of a cool novel. The original owner's fake pregnancy is exposed and she is slapped in the face. In the end, she even says in a green tea tone:
"I'm incompetent for not being able to give birth to a daughter for the Qin family. I'm sorry, Grandpa. I have a useless uterus. I'm going to make an appointment with the doctor to remove it right now."
This one sentence made the old man feel inexpressibly distressed. He quickly pulled the person over and shouted, "There will be a chance next time. Grandpa will personally introduce you to someone. No matter what, you have lost your innocence with Chu Yao, and he must be held responsible."
Liu Jingheng finished recalling the plot: ...
I don't want to live anymore.
Why do I have to lie naked with Qin Chuyao? I can't do it.
*
The weather this year is extremely abnormal, with temperatures reaching 24 or 25 degrees Celsius in mid-April.
At this time, Jinhai University's anniversary is approaching, and the usually deserted campus forum has become very lively.
The director of the school anniversary gala planned to use the stage play "Nie Xiaoqian" as the finale, and had already posted a public vote on the forum.
Just like the original text, among a bunch of school beauties, there is a "Cheng Yunqing" who doesn't fit in.
Everyone was originally fighting over which school beauty to vote for, but when Cheng Yunqing's name appeared, the door to a new world opened up for everyone.
There is a special feeling when a man dresses up as a woman.
Cheng Yunqing lived up to expectations and won the first place in the voting with a clear advantage.
The selection of the male lead Ning Caichen also arrived as expected.
[There's a guy named Qin Chuyao in the School of Finance. He's handsome and rich. Choosing him might even help us secure some sponsorship. Write his name down.]
[Tang Fan, a senior from the Academy of Fine Arts, is also quite good. He perfectly matches Ning Caichen's gentle, jade-like scholar temperament.]
Everyone's target is basically locked on Qin Chuyao and the remaining few A, B, C, and D. These people are the well-deserved school idols and college idols in the public's mind.
Then, in order to please the young master of the Rilon Group, the director secretly cheated and used a loophole in the forum to push Qin Chuyao to the first place.
…
Liu Jingheng tried to hold back again and again, but couldn't.
Although he knew that he should not have feelings for virtual characters, he still couldn't help but go to visit the ball that he missed so much.
When Qiuqiu heard the noise, he started to meow so hard that he trembled. His big tail stood up like a question mark and he ran into Liu Jingheng's arms.
Cheng Yunqing came out, wearing a handsome suit and his hair combed like an adult, like a super elite.
"Are you going out?" Liu Jingheng asked when she saw how he was dressed.
Cheng Yunqing adjusted his tie and glanced around quietly to see if there was any place that was not cleaned properly.
"Yes, I plan to go out, but there is still some time." Cheng Yunqing said after a rare day of rest.
Liu Jingheng was engrossed in playing with the mouse toy with Qiuqiu.
No, now is not the time to play.
"I heard that you are going to play a female role and play Nie Xiaoqian." Liu Jingheng asked tentatively.
Cheng Yunqing paused:
"I'm not going to act anymore."
"Why."
Cheng Yunqing looked at Liu Jingheng without saying anything.
At first, in order to bring honor to the school, he even postponed the special case study course taught during his internship, but when he saw that Ning Caichen was played by Qin Chuyao, he lost interest.
Liu Jingheng couldn't wait for his answer, so she lowered her head, lowered her eyes, and continued to look at the kitten.
Cheng Yunqing frowned for a long time and asked softly:
"Do you really want me to perform?"
Liu Jingheng thought to himself that if it didn't involve his plan to travel back in time, he wouldn't have any idea.
"Yes." Concise and to the point.
"Okay." Cheng Yunqing also learned from him to be frugal with words.
Liu Jingheng:?
Happy times are always short. After Liu Jingheng finished combing Qiuqiu's hair, she looked out the window. Her light-colored pupils were instantly covered with a layer of fiery orange.
He stood up, hugged the ball reluctantly, rubbed it with his chin, sniffed it with his nose, and then gently bit its little ear, which was soft and slightly cool.
Cheng Yunqing came out of the kitchen with dinner in his hand, was startled, and asked hurriedly:
"You want to go back?"
Liu Jingheng nodded.
"I've already made your dinner, eat before you leave."
"No, I'm slacking off during my internship. What if Mr. Qin doesn't give me the stamp of approval?"
Cheng Yunqing frowned, and his tense shoulders slumped a little.
Immediately find the reason:
"I will explain to Mr. Qin that you came to my house once and left like that. This is against the rules, and the host will blame himself for not hosting you well enough."
Liu Jingheng lowered his head in thought. Qiuqiu grabbed his trouser leg at the perfect moment and jumped up, meowing miserably.
Liu Jingheng compromised.
…
The black Bentley was coated with a gentle aftertaste of the sunset.
The man in the back seat elegantly crossed his legs, a financial magazine spread between his knees, his fingers slowly turning page after page.
The driver in the front seat kept looking over through the rearview mirror. After a long time, the car was still stuck in the evening rush hour and couldn't move. His heart seemed to be immersed in a boiling oil pan.
The driver blinked:
Great God, I pray that the traffic will be cleared as soon as possible, and I hope that the secret of the trunk will not be discovered by Mr. Qin.
"Meow~" A shrill and childish voice suddenly rang out in the car.
Qin Du looked up from the magazine.
The driver's hands trembled with fear, and the long "beep" sound was buried in the violent traffic.
Qin Du lowered his head and turned a page of the magazine. His tone was calm and emotionless.
"Where did it come from?"
The driver's eyes revealed a faint feeling of drunkenness:
"I picked it up... I picked it up."
Qin Du didn't say anything.
The driver continued:
"I thought it looked pitiful, so I picked it up and gave it to my daughter. But my wife said it would affect her studies, so she told me to find a place to take care of it myself... I'm planning to take it to a veterinary hospital and see if anyone is willing to adopt it."
Qin Du still said nothing.
The driver quietly glanced at Qin Du in the rearview mirror. He had his eyes slightly lowered, and no emotion could be seen in them.
"I'll just leave it here for a while and send it to the hospital right away..." The driver's voice became softer and softer, and the last word seemed to be in a whisper.
The moment the words fell, the sound of claws sharpening came from the trunk, which matched the driver's pale face after he turned completely from a living dead into a dead man.
The endless "beep beep" sounds coming from outside the car window intertwined with the shouting and cursing of the car owners into a death heavy metal song.
So the driver was not sure whether the voice "Give it to me" he just heard from the back seat was an auditory hallucination or he had heard it wrong.
So, he didn't dare to talk to her.
Qin Du closed the magazine, straightened his back, looked at the driver's tense face in the rearview mirror, and repeated:
"Give it to me."
Driver: "Mr. Qin, all living things have spirits, and every life deserves to be treated with tenderness..."
Qin Du took a deep breath and leaned back.
"Is it because I speak unclearly that you don't understand?"
The driver sat upright with a serious face:
"I understand, Mr. Qin."
At the door of his house, Qin Du took the cardboard box and saw the true appearance of this dishonest little thing.
A two or three-month-old orange kitten with a round head and a chubby body. Although it is a stray, it has not stopped eating and drinking.
Little Orange was not afraid of strangers. He scratched the cardboard box with his paws and looked around curiously.
Qin Du held the box in one hand and met the kitten's gaze.
He immediately looked away.
As soon as I entered the house, Uncle Li greeted me respectfully:
"Mr. Qin, welcome home. You've worked hard today... What is this?"
Uncle Li was shocked when he saw the cardboard box in his hand.jpg
Qin Du glanced at him, surprised.
Then, he pretended to ask casually, "Where's Liu Jingheng?"
"He... took half a day off for an urgent matter. He should be back... soon."
Qin Du went upstairs carrying the cardboard box amid the clumsy lies that Uncle Li had made up in a panic.
Sure enough, Qin Du doesn't like cats.
This thing was very noisy. As soon as it landed on the ground, it jumped out of the cardboard box and started scratching and biting everywhere. Its dirty claws, which had stepped on countless places, mercilessly left a string of black little plum blossoms on Qin Du's bed sheets.
Qin Du looked up from the computer, strode over, grabbed the kitten by the scruff of the neck, walked out with the dazed kitten, opened the door, and made a gesture as if to throw it away.
His hand suddenly stopped in mid-air.
The following picture popped up in my mind unconsciously:
After a while, Liu Jingheng logged into the game and, as usual, first sent a boring "Hello", then said "I have a cat again", and then countless beautiful cat photos followed.
Qin Du lowered his eyes for a long time, then closed the door, gently placed the kitten on the ground, and returned to his desk to process documents.
The hour hand circled the dial several times. Qin Du raised his slightly sore neck and rubbed it, his eyes falling on the clock.
Before I knew it, it was already ten o'clock in the evening.
But I still didn’t hear Uncle Li’s exaggerated “Baby Jingjing, you’re back.”
Looking at the kitten again, it seemed to be tired from making so much noise. It lay down at Qin Du's feet, resting its chin on the back of his feet, and fell into a deep sleep.
Qin Du moved his feet, gently pushed the kitten aside, and stood up to wash.
It's eleven o'clock.
Qin Du lay on the bed, a small night light dimly illuminating the full English version of "A Tale of Two Cities" in his hand.
Voice from smart home:
"It's 11:00 Beijing time now. You should rest. Xiaozhi will turn off the lights for you. Call me if you need anything. I wish you a pleasant dream."
The lights suddenly went out and the room was plunged into darkness.
Qin Du closed the book and put it on the table with a loud "bang", which startled the kitten that was sleeping on his slippers.
"Wow--" At this moment, the sound of a car engine shutting down was heard outside the Qin family's gate, which was opposite the floor-to-ceiling window.
Qin Du sat up straight. In the darkness, he looked out the window with a pair of fiercely furrowed eyebrows above his eyes.
Cheng Yunqing's car was parked at the door. He looked more conscientious than the driver at home. He trotted down to open the trunk, took out Liu Jingheng's wheelchair, then trotted over to open the car door and carefully carried the person down.
He still refused to leave and leaned over to whisper something in Liu Jingheng's ear. He talked for nearly ten minutes before letting her go home.
Qin Du just kept looking, his eyes like a deep pool, dark and bottomless.
After a long time, he got out of bed, picked up the kitten and threw it into a cardboard box, then went downstairs carrying the box.
Liu Jingheng carried her tired body and stepped into the dark Qin family mansion.
Out of courtesy, he stayed at Cheng Yunqing's house and had a super luxurious meal; out of courtesy, he played controller games with Cheng Yunqing for a while; out of courtesy again, he went to the park for a walk with Cheng Yunqing.
He spent most of his life in bed and no one taught him what etiquette was, but this is what Cheng Yunqing said.
The male protagonist is never wrong.
At night, there was only a dim wall lamp left in the living room of the Qin family.
Accompanied by the sudden sound of footsteps, a tall figure strode out from the darkness, wrapped in the night, and a heavy feeling of oppression came over him.
When Liu Jingheng saw the person coming, she curled her tongue:
"Mud...mud howl."
Qin Du said nothing, treated him as air, and walked out with the paper box in hand.
The kitten seemed to sense that it was very likely to face the fate of rummaging through the trash can again, and became anxious, scratching at the box and meowing continuously.
Liu Jingheng's eyes suddenly widened, and her long eyelashes shaded her dilated pupils.
"What, what is it?" He quickly slid his wheelchair to catch up.
"It has nothing to do with you." Qin Du said coldly and pushed open the armored door.
"It's a cat." Liu Jingheng braked suddenly and stood in front of Qin Du, "Let me take a look."
Qin Du looked down at him from above, his dark pupils hidden in the deep night.
Compared to those nannies and housekeepers who always lowered their heads in fear when they saw him, Liu Jingheng seemed to have no concept of hierarchy in her mind. She gently pulled his hands with both hands and kept repeating "Give me a blow".
Qin Du looked away, loosened his fingers, and the box fell into Liu Jingheng's hands.
"It's a cat." The human-machine also had a slight change of mood, and its tone was happy and surprised.
"Is it for Jingheng?" he asked cautiously, worried that others would not be able to distinguish the subject like him, so he simply used the name instead.
"No." Qin Du said.
"It's for Jingheng." Liu Jingheng said in a firm and resolute tone.
Qin Du sneered: "Then why are you asking me?"
"Thank you." Liu Jingheng gently took the kitten out, held it in her arms, put her face against its chest, and took a deep breath.
Qin Du tilted his head away, and his peripheral vision fell inconspicuously on Liu Jingheng's face.
That lifeless, dull and rigid little face, because of a country cat that can be seen everywhere, is covered with uncontrollable joy, and the eyes that can never find the focus are also conveying emotions seriously at this moment.
Qin Du's Adam's apple slid, he turned around, and the first step he took was a little stiff.
He quickly calmed down and went upstairs without saying a word.
Mr. Qin, who is always busy with his work, should fall asleep on time every night at this time, but today, in the dark room, the light from the mobile phone screen was projected onto his face, casting a light blue tint.
【Hello. 】
As expected, Liu Jingheng sent his simple yet unique opening remarks.
I have a cat.
This time it's permanent.
【Would you like to see the photos? 】
【See?】
【look? 】
Qin Du blinked and called: [Let’s see.]
Subsequently, numerous message prompts popped up on WeChat.
…
Liu·There's a Cat·Jingheng turned on the machine on time at eight o'clock the next day.
People who had been in contact with him for a long time seemed to have developed a bit of a human-machine feeling. At 8 o'clock sharp, Cheng Yunqing's message came on time:
"Are you coming to see the cat today? I'm going to the hospital. Do you remember the password?"
Liu Jingheng held Xiaoju in her arms and sent a message with sleepy eyes:
【I’m not going today. I have a cat too.】
【[Picture][Picture][Picture]】
Cheng Yunqing: [Congratulations! Where did you find it? How about we two become sworn brothers?]
Liu Jingheng: [Boss Qin gave it to me [smiles]]
On the other end of the phone, the smile on Cheng Yunqing's face disappeared instantly.
[Boss Qin gave it to you?] He typed a little faster.
Liu Jingheng: [I received it when I got home last night. It was sent by President Qin.]
Cheng Yunqing's fingers paused above the screen for a long time. When he typed again, his finger joints ached slightly:
[Is he staying up past 11 o'clock just to wait for you to tell you that he picked up a cat for you?]
Liu Jingheng looked at the string of words and slowly typed a question mark.
Is that so? He doesn't know.
But: [Yes.]
Cheng Yunqing puffed out his cheeks and let out a long breath.
Doesn't the guy surnamed Qin think he is shameless? After all, he is ten years older than the other person, so he is good at pretending to be a loving father?
Cheng Yunqing's gaze fell again on the message sent by Liu Jingheng, "I'm not going today. I have a cat too."
*
The school anniversary arrived as scheduled.
In order to celebrate the centenary of their alma mater, talented people who graduated from this school rushed back from all over the world to witness it together.
Jinhai University was crowded with people, and hundreds of security guards were dispatched to maintain order.
Liu Jingheng also received a notice from the college, informing them that no matter where they were interning, they had to return to school tonight.
Liu Jingheng was afraid that her slow-paced brain would make her forget the plan to travel back, so she wrote it down in a small notebook, drilled a hole in it, threaded a rope through it, and hung it around her neck.
Even the sack that Qin Chuyao was wearing had been picked up from the garbage dump in advance.
When Liu Jingheng was invited to visit the rehearsal of Cheng Yunqing's drama, she had already figured out the location of the electrical box in advance, found the backstage room described in the book, and marked it in advance.
Liu Jingheng clenched her fist firmly. "This time, there's no chance of failure. I'm the vicious cannon fodder, and I'm ready."
At six o'clock in the afternoon, the campus art exhibition hall was packed with people. The five-story stands were in the shape of a circular staircase, like the majestic Roman Colosseum, and were more than enough to accommodate all the students.
At this time, in the campus reception room.
"Hey, Representative Qin, long time no see. Welcome to our school's anniversary party."
When the principal saw Qin Du, he smiled so hard that his eyes disappeared.
Last time, I let this golden Buddha escape. This time, I'm guarding it tightly. Want to escape? Not so easy. Donate a building first.
Qin Du wore a dark blue suit, a dark vest underneath which was fitted with a dark-patterned tie, and a diamond tie clip that shone brightly.
No matter who is standing next to him, a director of a department or a scientific researcher who has returned from studying abroad with secret data, Qin Du still stands out. His superior height makes this high-end suit fit his body perfectly without any excess.
"Please come this way, Representative Qin. I have prepared VIP seats for you," the principal invited.
Qin Du shook hands with the principal, and strode towards the art hall surrounded by a group of bigwigs.
At this time, the dressing room backstage at the art hall was also extremely busy.
The makeup artist was helping Cheng Yunqing with her makeup, and she was praising:
"Classmate, it would be a waste of your talent if you didn't join the entertainment industry."
Cheng Yunqing kept looking at his phone, seeming absent-minded.
Although he is humble, he also understands that his superiority, beauty and temperament are very objective things.
The schoolgirls were already holding their phones and taking pictures, and the small dressing room was packed.
Cheng Yunqing looked at his phone again.
The content on the screen still remained on the sentence he sent to Liu Jingheng:
[Is my hard work today worthy of a bouquet of flowers from you? ]
The message was sent forty minutes ago.
Before Liu Jingheng could reply, Qin Chuyao, who was also doing makeup, came over like a fly.
"Yun, Yunqing, you are so beautiful today, so beautiful that I can't take my eyes off you."
Cheng Yunqing closed his eyes: bad luck.
During the rehearsal days, I had to interact with Qin Chuyao, but it was all business, and saying even one more word would be too much.
The assistant director poked his head in from outside:
"The stage set is ready. Actors of the stage play 'Nie Xiaoqian' can take their places."
Cheng Yunqing frowned and took a last look at his phone.
She stood up, her clothes fluttering, leaving only a hint of fragrance.
As soon as Cheng Yunqing appeared on the stage, all the teachers and students in the school were shocked.
Some even shouted directly, "Senior! I've decided today that I won't be restricted by gender when it comes to my marriage partner!"
The principal turned around and glared at him, then quietly looked at Qin Du beside him.
He seemed not to have heard, and continued to sit in a dignified and elegant posture, looking at the stage with an indifferent gaze, and no emotion could be seen.
At this time, Liu Jingheng was exhausted and finally dragged the wheelchair to the upper floor.
The hall was bustling with activity, but it was deserted around him, just like the ending of all the cannon fodder in the book, cold, desolate and miserable.
He also knew that he was a thief. He first looked around to make sure that no one was around, and then opened the electrical box.
Huh? Was this battery box blue before?
Soon, Liu Jingheng gave a reasonable explanation.
In order to welcome all sectors of society, schools must also make changes, starting from the details, to demonstrate the style of a prestigious school.
According to the original description in the book, Liu Jingheng raised the corners of her lips, sneered, and read the lines:
"Cheng Yunqing, after the party is over, just wait and wish me and Brother Chu Yao a happy marriage."
Liu Jingheng was so moved that tears welled up in her eyes.
This time, he read it right!
Liu Jingheng, like a traffic star with no acting skills but good reputation, smiled evilly and turned off the power.
Wait, why is the surrounding still as bright as a mirror?
Oh, maybe the school uses batteries.
Don't panic. Activities like school anniversary celebrations require a lot of electricity. It won't take long for the battery to run out, plunging everyone into a dark world of fear.
Liu Jingheng was filled with a sense of separation.
…
In the center of the stage, Cheng Yunqing, dressed in white, looked like a fairy descending into the mortal world. The school leaders, who had just finished watching a boring tea ceremony performance and were almost dozing off, now stared with their eyes wide open and bit their ears.
"Reincarnation is a skill. I heard that this is the son of Academician Cheng, a leading figure in contemporary medicine. He is indeed better than his teacher."
Someone else said:
"Representative Qin, the student who plays Ning Caichen is your nephew Chu Yao?"
Qin Du nodded lightly without saying anything.
"As expected, the Qin family is full of talented people, and we are far behind them."
Qin Du let out an inaudible laugh.
At this time, the principal next to him loosened his tie and took out a handkerchief to wipe his forehead.
He looked towards the audience seats at the back and saw that the students were indeed whispering to each other.
"Why is it so hot? Is the air conditioner off?"
"Oh my god, I can hardly breathe. This damn place is so stuffy. If they don't turn on the air conditioning, it's like they're killing me."
"The school is going to die."
The principal looked at Qin Du cautiously and saw that he was still majestic and unmoved. His fresh face seemed as if he was not in the same space with them. The school leaders next to him had already taken off their suits due to the heat.
"Representative Qin," the principal rubbed his hands. "The electricity demand is high tonight, so the air conditioning might not be able to run. It's tight here, and the play is almost over. Could you please go to a room with windows backstage to get some fresh air?"
Qin Du was silent for a while and withdrew his gaze from Cheng Yunqing.
"good."
The principal stood up and took Qin Du out of the audience.
The other side.
Liu Jingheng finally arrived at the fourth floor carrying his luxury two-wheeled vehicle.
He lay down in the wheelchair, gasping for breath.
My heart was so tight that I quickly put a metoprolol pill in my mouth.
Liu Jingheng rubbed her chest hard, her lips were as pale as paper, and a thin layer of sweat appeared on her forehead.
It’s too late, let’s end it quickly.
He picked up the small notebook hanging around his neck and took a look at it. He now needed to rush to the sixth room on the east side of the fourth floor. After the power outage, Qin Chuyao would be waiting for him there.
Liu Jingheng clenched the sack in her hand, took a deep breath, then casually hung the sack on the fence and headed towards the "bridal chamber".
"One... two... three... six..." That's right, it's here.
The mark he had made earlier was also there - he had left his fingerprint on the door handle to avoid being discovered.
Liu Jingheng looked up at the house number, her mouth slightly open as she fell into deep thought:
Why is the fourth floor numbered 306? Some people don't work seriously.
As soon as she entered the room, Liu Jingheng lay straight down on the sofa.
When you are undecided, take a nap first. Your heart can't take it anymore.
*
"Representative Qin, please rest here first. I'll send someone to check on the air conditioner." The principal welcomed Qin Du in, turned on the light, and then turned and left.
Qin Du closed the door, turned around, and his eyes fell on the sofa.
Suddenly, his fierce brows furrowed deeply.
He observed for a while, then slowly walked to the sofa and looked down.
A young boy was lying on his side on the sofa. His loose shirt didn't fit him well, and it was baggy, revealing half of his shoulders.
Even the sound of breathing could not be heard from the quiet sleeping face. Under the tightly closed eyes, the drooping eyelashes cast a fan-shaped shadow on the eyelids.
On the pale face, there is a small crimson mole on the tip of the nose, like a transparent red jade fallen on the new snow, which is the only color on the face.
Qin Du sneered, lowered his chin slightly, and said in a very light voice:
"Is this also your purpose?"
In her sleep, Liu Jingheng uttered a mumbling:
"Yeah...yes..."
Qin Du raised his hand and pinched his eyebrows, stood for a while, and turned off the light.
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