The Straight Guy Got the Beijing Tycoon's Baby

Updates at 21:00 Back in their student days, Feng Zhe was the handsome, cold and ruthless campus genius who rejected everyone equally if they tried to get close to him. Only Xu Qingcheng was an exception. A classmate asked Xu Qingcheng for advice on how to get close to Feng Zhe. Xu Qingcheng generously shared his secrets. "First, you need thick skin. Second, you need guts. Third, indulge in a little superstition, like using two mysterious Eastern talismans." The classmate complained that if pestering him and superstitions worked, she'd have already won him over. · Xu Qingcheng had thought his fake friendship with Feng Zhe would last forever, but an accident led to the two of them ending up in bed together. Xu Qingcheng: It was just an accident. Don't take it to heart. I'm straight. Feng Zhe's gaze was dark, and his voice was cold enough to freeze: What a coincidence. So am I. They went their separate ways, and when they met again, it was four years later. By then, Feng Zhe had taken the helm of the Feng Group and become a formidable, iron-fisted capitalist, famous throughout Beijing's elite circles. Rumor had it that he was ruthless and utterly cold-blooded. Xu Qingcheng, meanwhile, was just a B-list star who'd been blacklisted by the industry for refusing to accept unspoken rules. To raise his child, he decided to approach Feng Zhe. When Xu Qingcheng's nemesis found out, he couldn't help offering some well-meant advice: "Don't kid yourself. He's out of your league." But Xu Qingcheng had no other choice. Fortune favors the bold! At a banquet, Xu Qingcheng carried a champagne glass and walked toward Feng Zhe with a perfectly rehearsed business smile. He'd already worked out a little plan. If he could just exchange a few words with Feng Zhe, he could use his name to get himself out of trouble. But the kid was even faster. His little legs pattered over, and he wrapped his arms around Feng Zhe's leg, speaking in a sweet, babyish voice: "Rich uncle, Daddy lost his job, and Gun Gun and Daddy don't have money for food. We're so pitiful. Can you help Daddy?" Xu Qingcheng panicked and immediately hauled the kid back, then explained guiltily, "Don't get the wrong idea. I didn't get pregnant that time. You know men can't do that." Onlookers: ...This little star sure has some nerve, sending his child to pull a stunt like this. The last person who tried to play the victim and beg for sympathy was kicked out of Beijing with all his belongings long ago. But the next second, they saw President Feng, rumored to be as cold as a demon, give a slight smile and say, "There's only one way to find out if you can get pregnant." He'd already cleared every obstacle out of the way. This time, he wouldn't let Xu Qingcheng leave his side again. Stubborn, adorable little-sunshine uke x cold, ruthless CEO seme who indulges only his wife Content warnings: 1. One-on-one, both are virgins, and neither has anyone but the other. 2. There will be a second pregnancy. The pacing may be slow, so read with care if that's not for you. 3. A light, sweet romance For those interested, please bookmark my upcoming story, "The Top Alpha and the Hot-Tempered Omega's Arranged Marriage." Jiang, Kyoto's most notorious Omega, is forced into a business marriage. His match is a playboy, a shameless scumbag. At their first meeting before the wedding, his scummy fiance proposed a threesome. Jiang Yi gave him the middle finger and told him to get lost! The scumbag sneered, "Why pretend to be so pure?! The Jiang family is only getting through this thanks to the Fu family. Keep me happy and your family might be saved!" Jiang Yi punched the scumbag. "You're just a distant relative of the Fu family. If I'm marrying anyone, it'll be the head of the Fu family!" The scumbag mocked him. "Fu Xuan would never be interested in you!" · Fu Xuan is a top Alpha and the head of the Fu Group. His requirements for a spouse are: a gentle, virtuous, well-read, and demure female Omega. Apart from the Omega requirement, Jiang Yi is the exact opposite of everything on that list. At their first meeting, Jiang Yi beat up several thugs and moved with more agility than an Alpha. Fu Xuan rejected his confession without mercy, making it clear that Jiang Yi wasn't his type. At their second meeting, Jiang Yi effortlessly charmed several Alphas who were competing for his attention. The traditional Fu Xuan frowned so hard he could've trapped a mosquito between his brows. At their third meeting, they accidentally ended up in bed together. Jiang Yi grabbed Fu Xuan by the collar and demanded that he take responsibility. Fu Xuan had touched him, so even though he didn't like him, he agreed. And so, these two people who had nothing to do with each other got married, to everyone's utter disbelief. But everyone thought the same thing: Let them get married. They'll divorce sooner or later. With Jiang Yi's temper and wild nature, there's no way the old-fashioned President Fu could put up with him. But after one month, two months... a year passed. There was no news of a divorce. Instead, people heard that Fu Xuan had transferred half of the Fu Group's shares to his other half. The reason: to secure his wife's heart. Bonus scene: Jiang Yi had been cooped up at home too long and wanted to go out and have fun. Fu Xuan hurried home after hearing about it and caught him just in time. Jiang Yi: I just want to get some fresh air. Fu Xuan: Honey, I'm not controlling. I won't restrict your freedom. His eyes lowered, his expression dejected. "I'm just too dull and old-fashioned. Go have fun. I'll stay home alone. I won't be sad. But could you come back a little early? You know I'm afraid of the dark." Jiang Yi: (°ー°〃) I'm not going anywhere! Super-strong, easily riled, wild uke X traditional green-tea seme who becomes utterly devoted once he falls in love 1. This is a story about a stuffy, old-fashioned big shot who gets turned into a green-tea man by his wife! The more firmly he insists early on that he doesn't like him, the harder he'll eat his words later! Theme: Love comes with no conditions