PMWAIAAPM Chapter 74

Chapter 74: Surprise! Tan Jiaojiao is actually the wife!!

Xing Yang’s surgery arrangements were made after his last check-up at the hospital, set for a month and a half later.

A seven-and-a-half-month pregnancy is considered preterm, but Xing Yang’s reproductive cavity won’t last to eight months. His reproductive cavity developed only after the gland transplant, and it’s very thin. If the surgery is performed at the critical point, other organs in his body will be overburdened and rapidly decline.

As for his forgetfulness, it also needs to be controlled with medication, and he still maintains a daily journal.

Tan Zhiyu has been almost inseparable from him every day, becoming his human recorder, which suddenly makes Xing Yang fear forgetting a little less.

He knows very well that even if he forgets Tan Zhiyu one day in the future, he will still fall in love with him again and again.

As long as he is willing to love, as long as Tan Zhiyu is willing to accept love, nothing is more meaningful than accompanying each other.

The neighboring house had been vacant, so Jiang Cheng simply moved in, becoming neighbors with this couple along with the two-pound lighter little Bao, because besides Tan Zhiyu, who is always concerned about Xing Yang, the other person who cares for him is Jiang Cheng.

Since Jiang Cheng’s sister took over the Jiang family, the business has been doing quite well. The eldest son of the Jiang family has long been useless, refusing to return home during the holidays and being too lazy to cook or socialize, so he started coming over to mooch meals three times a day.

He is very young and has this wretched smile, holding a bowl at the door, looking quite pitiful.

Xing Yang is an excellent cook; he started cooking for himself when he worked at the construction site in high school, and now he can handle home cooking with ease.

Tan Zhiyu had learned cooking as well, but he did it with great effort, following tutorials step by step. It either turns out too bad to eat or he burns himself on the arms; eventually, he can only manage to make simple dishes like scrambled eggs with tomatoes and stir-fried shredded potatoes with greens.

But Xing Yang can’t eat those. If the cooking steps are too complicated, Tan Zhiyu’s dishes will be unsatisfactory.

Xing Yang has always been supportive and never says his cooking is bad, but the next moment, he’ll rush to the bathroom, vomiting uncontrollably. Tan Zhiyu worries by the door, and Xing Yang comforts him, saying it’s just morning sickness and related to the baby.

Alphas always want to appear strong; at such times, he doesn’t dare to be too serious. The little Bao in Xing Yang’s belly is indeed picky. He has changed nannies several times without success, perhaps because the gland made him unusually sensitive to smells during this time.

The moment he smells something unfamiliar, he’ll throw up.

There were several instances where he nearly fainted in the bathroom, and it was Tan Zhiyu who kicked open the door and said, “I told you not to shut the door! What if something happens?!”

Xing Yang: “It’s just… too disgusting.”

“My throat is hoarse…” Tan Zhiyu can’t bear to scold him and just hurries to bring honey water, staying by his side until he feels better.

He only cares about Xing Yang’s health and doesn’t think about the disgusting things that come out.

After Xing Yang finishes throwing up, he is too weak to stay awake, making eating a serious concern for Tan Zhiyu. He genuinely feels like the most useless man in the world, unable to help alleviate any of Xing Yang’s suffering, and now even fails to ensure he can eat two stable meals a day.

The live stream at home is always on, and the online viewers would witness this situation.

Xing Yang sleeps in the room, while Tan Zhiyu sits in the living room clutching a recipe book, with a cooking tutorial playing silently on the TV. He is crying, his nose running, and he doesn’t dare make a sound, choked up to the point of covering his mouth while crying.

He hates it.

He hates that he is so useless.

Why is he so lacking in talent when it comes to cooking?

In fact, it’s not just him; this is a common issue among rich kids, accustomed to being waited on since childhood, developing a picky palate that demands five-star chefs to cook even the simplest meals, and after more than twenty years, he doesn’t even know how to turn on the fire.

This is an entirely new and unfamiliar field; he starts from the same point as little Bao.

【Help, how funny ah ah ah ah—】

【Actually, Yu Yu is a fun person, right? Cooking for Xing Yang until he throws up, not daring to cry out loud, it’s so funny, who understands my sense of humor, covering his mouth while laughing hahaha】

【Is he afraid of waking Xing Yang?】

【Yu Yu super loves him, really.】

【I’m starting to believe in true love now; otherwise, this world’s film emperor would have to give it to Yu Yu.】

【Xing Yang has no clue; this is already Yu Yu’s third day of breaking down in tears. He hasn’t thought about checking the live stream bullet comments, haha.】

Tan Zhiyu only dares to be sad alone while Xing Yang is sleeping. By the time Xing Yang wakes up, Tan Zhiyu has already composed himself, so he remains unaware of how heartbroken this man has been.

That night, Jiang Cheng comes over again to mooch food. He frowns, saying, “Not a bro, I’ve eaten sweetened tomatoes for three days; can’t you get a chef? Brother Yang, I’m begging you to cook something…”

【Jiang Cheng: I’m not here to break up this family; I’m here to join it.】

【The entertainment circle is really chaotic; wasn’t Xing Yang set to get engaged with him? Now it seems the three of them are living peacefully as neighbors?】

【Tan Zhiyu seems like a very petty person, how come he is so generous?】

【Every time Jiang Cheng comes over to mooch food, it feels like Yu Yu can’t wait to kick him out.】

It’s indeed the case.

If it weren’t for the gland issue, he would have kicked Jiang Cheng out long ago.

Not only is he eating and drinking for free every day, but he is also picky about what he eats. Every time, Tan Zhiyu ends up feeding Jiang Cheng leftover food. Although Jiang Cheng complains verbally, he still eats these failed dishes.

【It feels like Jiang Cheng is their shared asset hahaha.】

【Xing Yang is really super loving; every time he sees the kid eat too quickly, his face is shocked hahaha.】

【What does Tan Zhiyu’s cooking taste like? Is it really that inedible?】

How inedible is it? His sweet and sour chicken wings are made without salt but packed with sugar. After cutting, the chicken’s smell oozes from the surface, having no flavor at all, and it’s greasy and horrible.

Jiang Cheng seriously suspects that Xing Yang has no morning sickness but is just disgusted.

Once he complains, Xing Yang shoots him a look to tell him not to speak so sharply.

Jiang Cheng: “…..”

“Xing Yang, what do you see in him? Aside from his face, what does he have?”

If it were someone else, they might laugh it off, but when it comes to Xing Yang, he seriously considers it. Before Tan Zhiyu and Jiang Cheng can start arguing, he says, “Zhiyu is really cute, look at how he takes so many notes learning to cook. He couldn’t even use the gas stove at first, but now he’s managing to make chicken wings that look good; flavors can be improved over time. No one is born a master chef.”

“And he’s really kind; he donates ten percent of his film salary to charity every year. He’s optimistic and has been looking for ways to help me ever since I got sick; he never gave up on me. Plus, he’s very responsible; he will definitely be a great dad in the future.”

As long as you let him, Xing Yang can come up with a million reasons why Tan Zhiyu is wonderful.

Sitting next to them, Tan Zhiyu’s eyes get moist: “Really…”

“What’s not true about it?” Xing Yang smiles slightly, turning to look at Tan Zhiyu beside him. Just then, a beam of light falls into his eyes, igniting Tan Zhiyu’s heart.

Throughout his life, everyone has praised him only for his appearance.

Xing Yang adds, “And this face, I can’t part with it.”

Tan Zhiyu is too beautiful; his beauty makes him look like he entered the realm of fairyland when standing with anyone.

Jiang Cheng is utterly speechless.

Why is he here to watch these two show affection?

So, feeling angry, he takes the disgusting chicken wings back to the other side to share with little Bao.

【Xing Yang really… he’s so good at this….】

【Ah ah ah, who understands the weight of these few words!! It feels like anyone hearing this would fall for it.】

【And he sounds so sincere, help, I I I I, I’ve never scolded Xing Yang, over ninety percent of the netizens.】

【Why did Xing Yang say he was sick? Is it complications from pregnancy?】

【Not sure, but with Xing Yang’s personality, it can only be said he’s practically the ideal type….】

【No one has ever told me that Xing Yang is this emotionally stable!】

【Wait, when Tan Zhiyu first officially announced, he seemed to say Xing Yang was the best in the world….】

Tan Zhiyu’s Weibo rarely shows activity, and his recent posts are all about his sweet moments with Xing Yang.

At the time, the netizens only thought Tan Zhiyu was threatened, forced to redeem his image by saving Xing Yang’s reputation.

But after this series of live streams, it seems that’s not the case…

Xing Yang remains unusually stable in his emotions in daily life. Even when Tan Zhiyu cooks too poorly and makes him throw up, he always comforts Tan Zhiyu first before returning to the bedroom for sleep. Moreover, during his free time, he knitted a scarf for the unborn little Bao, and also made one in the same style for Tan Zhiyu.

Tan Zhiyu’s daily outfits, his shaving, even his hairstyling are all taken care of by Xing Yang.

If Xing Yang is busy dealing with emails for the company, Tan Zhiyu would lean over, playfully kissing him, and Xing Yang would not shy away; he would just wait for him to finish playing around before continuing to handle his tasks.

【Damn, Tan Zhiyu eats this well behind the scenes, sob.】

【And have you noticed? Several times Xing Yang has thrown up, but he always says it’s better than last time, making tons of progress, always encouraging Tan Zhiyu!】

【It’s obvious, if it weren’t for Jiang Cheng cleaning up the leftovers, Xing Yang would probably endure the nausea and finish his meals….】

【Laughing to death, what kind of person is Jiang Cheng to be cleaning up leftovers hahaha.】

Xing Yang is completely unaware of the online buzz.

He personally doesn’t care about these things.

At night, the two lie on the big bed.

The soft light from the bedside lamp shines on their faces. Xing Yang leans forward, resting on a pillow, while Tan Zhiyu lies on his lap, both wearing matching pajamas.

Xing Yang opens a book and begins to read today’s prenatal education material.

Sometimes he reads stories, sometimes Tan Zhiyu sings.

Tan Zhiyu reminisces about the past; his vocal talent was exceptional. Initially, he aimed to debut as a singer, but a director noticed him and, due to his outstanding looks, he ended up acting.

Whenever Xing Yang feels sleepy, he stays beside him, softly humming.

‘I want to be by your side, whether there’s a tomorrow or not.’

‘All the waiting is only to exchange the seasons of love with you.’

They have made promises together.

He and Xing Yang have made promises; in this life and the next, he will sing for Xing Yang.

His performances have been seen by many, so he wants to give Xing Yang something else, something others don’t have.

‘Our promises must never change.’

–

A week later.

Yuan Yin Real Estate’s new project began operations. While other practitioners in the real estate industry were in decline, Yuan Yin continued to rise steadily.

Not only did the land they invested in gain several billion in appreciation due to government planning, but the new movie that Tan Zhiyu filmed would also be released in theaters after the New Year. In the eyes of outsiders, no one can invest better than Boss Xing.

Tan Yushen has really grown old; he has called Xing Yang multiple times, pleading to withdraw from Yuan Yin Realty’s shareholders.

Xing Yang has rebutted him time and again: “I’m already in a divorce state with Zhiyu now, so… you aren’t really my father at this point, dealing with me using emotional tactics doesn’t seem appropriate?”

Indeed.

They haven’t remarried yet.

Tan Zhiyu wants to speak but doesn’t know where to begin.

Xing Yang is such a meticulous person; he certainly realizes it. Perhaps for the company’s matters, remarriage can’t happen temporarily. Tan Zhiyu isn’t very disheartened, as he believes that being by Xing Yang’s side at this moment is far more meaningful than that useless piece of paper.

If it’s true love, nothing can stop it.

If someone is lying, even heavy chains of marriage will only create a facade of closeness.

The company’s matters are always filtered by Song Tian before reaching Xing Yang’s mailbox.

Song Tian has long transformed from that timid omega into someone more assertive; everyone in the company addresses him as Assistant Song now.

One day, Song Tian called Xing Yang, saying there was a project that needed to be discussed face-to-face, and he brought a person to their home.

It wasn’t anyone else; it was Chi Yanchuan.

Chi Yanchuan is as beautiful as Tan Zhiyu, but he left the entertainment industry to take over the family business five or six years ago. He used to have long black hair that reached his waist while acting, but after a big fire, he has kept his hair short since.

When he opened the door, he caught sight of Tan Zhiyu standing outside. His peach blossom eyes squinted, giving a half-smile while looking at him: “Oh, I didn’t know who said they wouldn’t have any ties with President Xing for a lifetime; how come you’ve turned around and moved into his place?”

Tan Zhiyu was just about to fire back when the door opened a bit more, and behind the man stood a child, dressed like a little doll, wearing a children’s dress shirt and suspender pants. He peeked out from behind Chi Yanchuan’s legs, curiously looking at Tan Zhiyu.

Tan Zhiyu: “…..”

“Jiang Chu has a slight fever at home; I picked up the kid after school and came over,” Chi Yanchuan said.

Tan Zhiyu: “…..”

“Jiang Chu, greet the uncle; call him ‘Uncle.’”

Tan Zhiyu: “….?”

Jiang Chu sweetly called out, “Hello, Tan Uncle.”

Seeing Tan Zhiyu’s expression darkening more and more, Xing Yang walked out from the study, chuckling: “President Chi, don’t tease him; Zhiyu can’t take a joke.”

“A funny joke is still a joke. If it’s not funny, how can it be considered a joke? Do I look that old? Little friend, polite children always call me uncle.”

Xing Yang stepped forward and pulled him behind himself: “Don’t scare the child.”

He’s here this time to discuss the cooperation between Chi family and Yuan Yin for the latter half of the year regarding medical equipment exports.

Originally, Chi family was already managed by the second son, while Chi Yanchuan became a househusband, daily responsible for laundry, cooking, and looking after the child. However, recently, due to his omega, the second son has been in pain and unable to leave the house, leaving Chi Yanchuan to fill in for a few days.

Since the two Chi brothers got married, the Chi family business has visibly relaxed, and the two executing presidents have been taking turns working.

Chi Yanchuan knows that chatting about the project with Tan Yushen won’t yield results, so he directly sought out Xing Yang.

He can see through it all and knows that Xing Yang is the one in charge.

The two of them moved to the study to talk while Tan Zhiyu was responsible for looking after the child outside.

Jiang Chu is also a preterm baby. Most preterm babies are born with some defects. Jiang Chu is born an omega, fair and tender, looking so much like he was sculpted from the same mold as Chi Yanchuan.

“Uncle, I’m hungry.” He sat on the sofa, pulling out a milk bottle from his bag. “Can you heat it up for me?”

“You’re already six years old, and you still drink milk?” Tan Zhiyu’s corner of the mouth twitched slightly, taking the bottle and asking, “How do I heat it?”

Jiang Chu followed his lead into the kitchen, tilting his head to look at the microwave: “Medium-low heat for three minutes is enough. I have to drink this before meals; otherwise, my stomach will hurt.”

Fine…

He has heard that the Chi family’s kid is fragile due to being a preterm baby. It is said that Chi Yanchuan has spent several hundred million on treating this little brat. He didn’t expect that at six years old, he’s still this fragile.

“Medium-low heat….” Tan Zhiyu asks back: “Must it be medium-low heat?”

He typically just twists the knob on the microwave; who knows what medium-low heat means?

So he simply carries Jiang Chu up and lets him twist the microwave himself.

After heating the milk, Jiang Chu obediently sat back down on the sofa to drink, his dark eyes sparkling, and he kept looking back at the wall behind the sofa, puzzled for quite a while.

“What are you looking at?” Tan Zhiyu asked.

Could it be that this kid wants to eat the wall?

Holding onto his milk bottle, Jiang Chu cutely asked, “Uncle, why in your house, are there no photos of you and Uncle Yang? My home and other uncles’ homes have them, but you don’t.”

Tan Zhiyu was taken aback by the question—photos?

He has never had a habit of visiting others’ homes; his parents’ early divorce made him completely unaware that living rooms had couple photos.

Jiang Chu mentioned that his home is full of pictures of his dad and Daddy. They’ve traveled and competed but never took him along; only his dad keeps his childhood photos in his wallet.

“Does everyone else’s house have them?”

“Yeah, even Uncle Jiang Zheng’s house has them, but their pictures include me~ Uncle Yan Sheng’s house has them too, and Uncle Song Yu’s house is full of his wife’s photos, even in the bathroom, very exaggerated!”

Tan Zhiyu has only fleeting encounters with most of these people.

If he remembers correctly, they are all those stiff folks who never joke around. Well, one by one, they’re secretly enjoying their happiness behind his back.

But he indeed has no photos with Boss Xing.

Except for the wedding photo.

The photo on their marriage certificate has been gleaming in the last three months of their separation.

What others have, he must have too.

He just walked to the study door when he heard Chi Yanchuan laughing inside: “Remember to send me an invitation for the wedding; I can’t miss this kind of scene.”

Who’s getting married?

Xing Yang is going to get married, and he wasn’t told?

Tan Zhiyu pushed the door open, handing the child back, and later that evening posted a picture of himself and Xing Yang giving a peace sign in front of the camera on Weibo.

Xing Yang doesn’t know why he suddenly wants to take photos, but if they’re being taken, let them be taken; if they’re being posted, so be it.

Three minutes later, Tan Zhiyu posted another picture making a heart sign.

Xing Yang thinks he doesn’t photograph well and doesn’t like taking photos, urging Tan Zhiyu not to post anymore; they can take candid ones.

Tan Zhiyu agrees, saying he’ll make it private.

But with a swipe of his hand, he ends up posting sixty photos.

There are photos of him kissing Xing Yang, holding hands, and nearly twenty different angles of their hands alone, while the face-to-face pictures are almost indistinguishable from each other with twenty more shots.

Jiang Cheng messaged asking: 【Tan Zhiyu, are you sick?】

At that moment, the trending search was reignited: 【Explosive! Tan Zhiyu went crazy.】

【Just now, Tan Zhiyu was begging for photos; what kind of stimulation did he receive?】

【This afternoon, the little friend said other families have couple photos; he got angry, haha, what a petty person.】

【I used to think he was petty but thought it was just an illusion; it turns out he really is…】

【Xing Yang is probably speechless, but he can only dote on his own wife.】

Their daily lives make it hard to believe that Tan Zhiyu is the alpha.

He’s more like the wife that Xing Yang keeps at home, the kind that makes Xing Yang unwilling to let his wife give birth and has to bear the child himself out of true love.

【Explosive! Tan Zhiyu is actually a zero!!】

Tan Zhiyu expressionlessly stared at the frivolous trending topic, tossing his phone aside and burrowing into Xing Yang’s quilt, muffling his voice to say, “Zero is zero.”

He was born to be treasured by Xing Yang.

In this life, he will love Xing Yang unconditionally, wanting everything that others have, and everything that they don’t have!