After Transmigrating as a Scumbag Alpha, I Marked the Crazy Hotshot – Chapter 110
by Little PandaThe Matter of Being Pregnant 3
Cheng Xin Cheng Yi
After Bai Xin became pregnant, Cheng Jiqing pushed off most of her work, leaving only the single project, 《Adult Fairytales》.
Because she had a relatively long period of free time and not much marketing going on, the company arranged a livestream for her on a popular video platform.
This was also Cheng Jiqing and Bai Xin’s first livestream since they went public with their relationship.
It was just after seven in the evening.
Cheng Jiqing set up her phone on the desk, and within five minutes of going live, tens of thousands of people had already flooded into the stream.
She looked at the bullet comments.
‘Ahhh, save me, wife!!!’
‘Wife!’
‘You’re finally live, Chengcheng, when is your next drama airing?’
‘Has Chengcheng joined a new production recently?’
‘So beautiful I could die, how can anyone be this good-looking!’
The bullet comments scrolled by extremely fast. Cheng Jiqing scanned them as she responded, “I just joined a new production… I don’t know when it will air for now.”
After speaking, she glanced at the string of comments calling her ‘wife,’ then turned her head to look at the soft sofa to the side.
Bai Xin was leaning against the sofa with her head down, also holding her phone, though it was unclear what she was looking at.
Cheng Jiqing said, deliberately yet casually:
“My wife? My wife is here, she’s right beside me, keeping me company.”
Hearing this, Bai Xin lifted her gaze and met Cheng Jiqing’s gentle smile.
Cheng Jiqing had no idea she was watching the livestream, where the content of the bullet comments was perfectly clear. Bai Xin took the comment as a sign of Cheng Jiqing’s minor guilt.
Her foot, clad in a light green sock, gave Cheng Jiqing’s leg a light kick.
Cheng Jiqing’s expression was innocent as she turned back to answer the questions in the bullet comments.
“I haven’t seen the latest episode of 《Let’s Go Together》 yet. If I have the chance in the future, I’ll participate again.”
“It’s a horror variety show? Oh my god, thank goodness I wasn’t there.”
The bullet comments erupted in laughter.
‘Chengcheng has such a great personality!’
‘Her wife is keeping her company during the stream, what a divine romance, wuwuwu’
‘Why isn’t Bai Xin coming out?’
Cheng Jiqing’s eyes scanned past a particular line— ‘How did you and CEO Bai meet?’
Her thoughts seemed to return in an instant to that summer morning.
The spacious balcony, the stunning sight of Bai Xin at their first meeting—it was still carved into her memory even now.
Back then, she had thought it was nothing more than a dream she had entered.
She was a passerby in this world, a passerby in Bai Xin’s life.
She didn’t belong here; the story in the book had nothing to do with her. Her primary wish was simply to live a good life.
But later, she discovered that the story of this book had begun to change from the moment she arrived, from the moment her thoughts diverged from those of the original host.
After Bai Xin got pregnant, she had also wondered why the long-absent system had pushed for her and Bai Xin to get together.
It wasn’t until she dreamed of the system again a few days ago that everything was answered.
The system existed because of her; they were in a symbiotic relationship.
The mission to ‘Prevent the villain from blackening and complete self-redemption’ was also for her own salvation—in the book, the original host’s fate was that of a cannon fodder1 character.
If nothing had changed, given the things the original host had done, she wouldn’t have escaped Miss Bai’s clutches back then.
The system would have collapsed as well.
And the facts proved it.
A series of changes occurred around Bai Xin, including Bai Xin’s own experiences—she had changed Bai Xin’s course of action, changed the villain’s ending, and ultimately, changed her own ending.
As for why she had come here?
Unfortunately, the system gave her no hints about that question.
Perhaps no one would ever give her an answer in this lifetime, but…
Cheng Jiqing looked at the computer screen, interacting with the audience as usual, but in her heart, she was thinking—but, sometimes the answer isn’t important.
The person by your side is the most important thing.
Remembering something else, she reached for the thermos on the desk, opened the lid, and then naturally held it out to Bai Xin.
“Wife, have some water.”
It wasn’t a deliberate show of affection, just a habit that made her forget she was still livestreaming.
Just that simple action, that single sentence.
The bullet comments were already screaming with envy.
As Bai Xin took it, her fingertips grazed the back of Cheng Jiqing’s hand. Then, she held onto that hand, pulling it toward her.
And, with Cheng Jiqing’s hand still holding the cup, she lowered her head to drink.
Cheng Jiqing’s body followed the force, bending slightly as she stared at Bai Xin drinking. “Take another sip.”
It was like she was coaxing a child.
Bai Xin glanced at her and, for the sake of those soft words, reluctantly took another sip.
Only then was Cheng Jiqing satisfied.
She shifted her gaze back to the livestream.
‘Ahhhhh, Chengcheng is so considerate!!! My dream A.’
‘I’m so envious!’
‘Was she just feeding CEO Bai?’
‘An open person doesn’t speak in riddles2, I really like the comment above.’
Cheng Jiqing laughed as she read the bullet comments. Suddenly, the screen was covered by a massive Mirage gift worth 5,000 yuan.
It stayed for three seconds.
The bullet comments went wild, calling out to the ‘big boss.’ Only then did she realize it wasn’t 5,000, but 5,000 multiplied by 10.
That meant 50,000 yuan had been spent in just a few seconds.
‘Queen-jiejie is here throwing money again!’
‘Awesome, a god-tier tycoon3 of a big boss.’
‘I’ve seen her in several other celebrity streams, probably just here for clout.’
The title of ‘god-tier tycoon’ could only be obtained by people who had spent over a million yuan on the livestreaming platform.
“Thank you to this…” Cheng Jiqing paused. “Queen-jiejie?”
“Please don’t send gifts, there’s no need to send gifts, thank you, thank you.” The livestream was short, and she wasn’t very familiar with the platform. Cheng Jiqing remembered that it seemed possible to turn off donations.
She focused on studying it.
She completely failed to notice that when she had called out ‘Queen-jiejie,’ Miss Bai on the sofa had lifted her eyelids…
Cheng Jiqing was still looking at the platform settings when she suddenly saw in her peripheral vision that the bullet comments in the top-left corner had started to scroll like crazy again.
‘Holy sh#t, holy sh#t! Who is this?’
‘Ahhhhhh, so rich!’
‘Incredible, how much money is that!’
Cheng Jiqing glanced over.
The screen was flashing with the magnificent glow of a mega-god-tier tycoon—Thank you to ‘Cheng Xin Cheng Yi’ for the gift of Mirage x100.
Cheng Jiqing: “…”
That was 500,000 yuan gone just like that.
Did these people’s money just blow in with the wind?
“Hey, don’t send any more, don’t. That sister named Cheng Xin Cheng Yi…”
Wait a minute. Cheng Xin Cheng Yi?
Cheng Jiqing hadn’t finished speaking when she belatedly replayed the name in her mind.
Then she saw that some bullet comments were also saying it.
‘Holy sh#t, isn’t that the top fan from Chengcheng’s Super Topic?!’
‘Cheng Xin Cheng Yi-jiejie is so amazing!’
Cheng Jiqing was very familiar with this ID.
She remembered very clearly that back when she had very few fans, it was Cheng Xin Cheng Yi who had created her Super Topic.
Later, during the period when she and Bai Xin had broken up, this person had also appeared a few times.
The most common questions she asked were—
Are you in a good mood today?
Did you have a happy day today?
During that time, those words had been a source of warmth for her.
Cheng Jiqing still reminded everyone not to send any more gifts, telling them to save the money to buy themselves something nice to eat.
She then quickly clicked into the settings to find the option to disable donations.
“I’m honored by everyone’s affection. All the donations received today will be donated to charity in your names. Thank you all for your contributions to charitable causes,” Cheng Jiqing said softly.
Hearing the last sentence, the fans, aside from praising her, all laughed in the bullet comments. Some also said:
‘Chengcheng is such a rich lady magnet!’
‘Chengcheng is a rich lady herself, okay.’
Cheng Jiqing said with a straight face, “But my wife is richer.”
‘I’ve discovered that Chengcheng is henpecked4.’
‘She can’t go a sentence without mentioning her wife, she’s so scared.’
‘What the hell, what is this loyal dog Film Empress persona?’
Cheng Jiqing smiled again, and fearing the bullet comments would get carried away, she changed the subject.
After chatting for a while, she looked over at Bai Xin again and found that she was still looking at her phone.
Completely engrossed.
Cheng Jiqing didn’t want to establish some kind of lovey-dovey persona, so she took out her phone and sent Bai Xin a WeChat message.
【What are you looking at?】
Seeing the message, Bai Xin glanced at Cheng Jiqing’s expression, then lowered her head and slowly typed back two words.
【A beauty】
Cheng Jiqing: 【?】
Bai Xin looked at the question mark in the chat box, a smile gracing her lips. She then placed her phone on the sofa and propped her feet onto Cheng Jiqing’s lap.
Cheng Jiqing instinctively covered them. Fearing Bai Xin’s feet would get cold, she had specifically gotten her plush socks that morning.
Now, as her hand rested on them, they felt soft
.
She kneaded her toes, once and then again, as if giving a massage.
Her other hand was still typing: 【…Who?】
The phone vibrated by her hip, but Bai Xin refused to pick it up to look, merely propping her elbow on the sofa’s armrest to gaze at Cheng Jiqing’s side profile.
Under the soft, bright light, Cheng Jiqing wore cream-white pajamas with a black cardigan over them. Her ash-brown curly hair was perfectly casual, exuding a cool and transcendent air.
It was a very homely look, yet exceptionally captivating.
Her gaze fell on Cheng Jiqing’s hand, which was massaging her foot—slender, fair, and smooth.
This was a hand that could drive her crazy.
Presumably because she hadn’t gotten a response, Cheng Jiqing turned to look at her.
Her eyes gestured for her to reply.
Bai Xin’s lips curved, her eyebrows twitching slightly as she deliberately pretended not to see.
Her toes wriggled out from Cheng Jiqing’s hand, moving in a tricky way through the gap in her legs, inching forward…
Cheng Jiqing didn’t get a reply and had already turned back to the bullet comments. A strange, numbing sensation came from below. She sucked in a breath, her back straightening.
She pressed down on the troublemaking foot again.
But this didn’t stop Bai Xin from creating ‘chaos.’ Her toes, through the thin and smooth silk fabric, gently rubbed against her lower abdomen.
Cheng Jiqing’s breathing hitched, her throat moved. She turned her head again, her eyes giving a silent warning—We’re livestreaming!
Under the light, the tips of her ears were already flushed red.
The more Cheng Jiqing acted this way, the more easily excited Bai Xin became.
By the time the one-and-a-half-hour livestream ended, Cheng Jiqing’s back was already covered in a layer of sweat from holding back.
She turned off the stream.
Cheng Jiqing then bent over, pressing the other woman down on the sofa. She lowered her head until their foreheads touched, her clear voice a little muffled. “Miss Bai, you’re being very dishonest.”
It was as if she had suffered a great injustice during the livestream.
Bai Xin’s hands wrapped around Cheng Jiqing’s neck, gradually moving down her back, tracing the uneven vertebrae of her spine like she was sketching a piece of art.
“How so?”
Cheng Jiqing heard the implied ‘what can you do about it’ and put on a fierce look, threatening, “Don’t think I won’t touch you just because you’re pregnant.”
“Then go on and touch me…”
“…”
Tsk.
Alright, she didn’t dare.
Cheng Jiqing’s back tingled, and she pressed her body down a little more.
Her hand touched the phone on the sofa cushion. She picked it up and, noticing the screen was still on, glanced at it unintentionally.
Her gaze immediately froze, but Bai Xin quickly covered the screen.
She withdrew her gaze.
Her eyes turned to meet Bai Xin’s, and the thoughts in their eyes needed no words. It was a craving for intimacy.
Cheng Jiqing’s lips pressed down.
A long and gentle kiss.
It didn’t suppress the heat; instead, it drew out both of their desires, leaving them slightly panting.
Cheng Jiqing stopped in time. She habitually scraped Bai Xin’s pink cheek with her index finger and said in a low voice, “It’s time to soak your feet.”
Bai Xin wasn’t satisfied, but she could only hug Cheng Jiqing. “You called her ‘Queen-jiejie’ so smoothly just now.”
Cheng Jiqing: “Huh?”
The topic changed so quickly that Cheng Jiqing almost didn’t react.
“Ah, what? Say it again for me to hear?”
“…Um, that’s just her username. I won’t call her that next time, I won’t.” Cheng Jiqing followed her lead, changing the subject in the next second. “It’s uncomfortable for you to be held like this, don’t sit for too long.”
With that, she scooped her up by the waist and walked out of the study.
Bai Xin slowly parted her lips, her voice charming and coquettish. “Feeling guilty.”
“What do I have to feel guilty about?” Cheng Jiqing denied it, then remembered something. “I haven’t even asked you yet. You said you were looking at a beauty just now, who were you looking at?”
“I’m not telling you.”
Entering the bedroom, she placed the person on the bed.
Cheng Jiqing also lay down on the bed, leaned in close to Bai Xin’s ear, and gently bit it. “Are you going to tell me or not?”
The wet sensation felt like being enveloped by the tide, with fine sand grinding against her.
“N-no…”
A bout of playful struggling.
She still couldn’t get Bai Xin to talk, and Cheng Jiqing couldn’t bear to use any force.
It hadn’t been three months yet, and she was already holding back, so she didn’t dare do much more.
She held Bai Xin and rested for a brief ten minutes before getting up again. Bai Xin, who had her eyes closed, instinctively grabbed her when she felt the movement.
Cheng Jiqing, sitting on the edge of the bed, turned back and smiled. “I’m going to get you some water, you clingy little thing.”
Hearing this, Bai Xin’s expression softened. “Oh.”
After getting pregnant, Bai Xin’s emotions had become much more sensitive, and her reliance on Cheng Jiqing had grown.
Often, she would be happy one second and displeased the next, and sometimes she would lose her temper.
After losing her temper, she might also suddenly feel wronged, and she would need Cheng Jiqing to hold her or kiss her for a while to calm down.
Of course, sudden moments of insecurity like this one also occurred.
Especially when waking up in the middle of the night or early in the morning, Bai Xin would burrow into Cheng Jiqing’s arms like a frightened little animal.
She wished she could knead the other person into her own body.
Once she calmed down, she would return to her usual calm and cool demeanor.
Bai Xin was clearly not fully prepared for the arrival of this child; psychologically, she was still a little behind…
This made Cheng Jiqing’s heart ache for her all the more, and she regretted even more that she hadn’t considered the possibility of pregnancy when she marked her.
If Bai Xin had been more mentally prepared, perhaps things would be a little better now.
Because of this, Cheng Jiqing doted on Bai Xin even more.
After getting the water, Cheng Jiqing carried it to the bedside.
Bai Xin’s sleep wasn’t great, and the doctor said that soaking her feet appropriately could help promote sleep, so Cheng Jiqing had Bai Xin soak them for a while every night before bed.
“Is the water temperature okay?”
“Mhm.”
Hearing this, Cheng Jiqing sat down beside Bai Xin and pulled her into her arms.
Wordlessly, just quietly like this.
A faint breeze blew outside the window. Cheng Jiqing watched the steam rising from the basin of water.
Those pinkish-white toes curled and relaxed in the hot water, moving again and again.
In the past, she had more often thought of Bai Xin as beautiful and bewitching, or proud and aloof. However, after they got together, and especially after she got pregnant—in her eyes, Bai Xin was more like a little girl who needed to be doted on.
Delicate, cute, and soft.
She became lost in thought without realizing it.
After a long while.
“Cheng Jiqing.”
“Hm?”
“A name.”
Cheng Jiqing came back to her senses. The child’s name—Cheng Jiqing had actually thought about it.
It had to sound nice and have a good meaning.
From the names she had thought of before, Cheng Jiqing chose one. “Mm… how about Duoduo?”
“Duoduo? Okay.”
Cheng Jiqing added, “Lots and lots of happiness, lots and lots of bliss, lots and lots of joy, lots and lots of health…”
Cheng Duoduo5, how cute. It sounded blessed.
Bai Xin paused, silent for a moment.
“Oh, so that’s the meaning.”
Cheng Jiqing let out a laugh. “Then what was the meaning you were thinking of?”
Bai Xin’s voice was low. “…Nothing.”
It was past nine in the evening.
After her shower, Cheng Jiqing changed into a clean set of pajamas, turned off the bedside lamp, and slipped under the covers to hold Bai Xin. “I’m here.”
Bai Xin was already getting sleepy and leaned against Cheng Jiqing.
“What took you so long?”
“Mhm.”
Cheng Jiqing didn’t let the topic continue, holding her gently. “Go to sleep.”
The room was filled with peaceful tranquility.
After a while, sensing that Bai Xin wasn’t asleep, Cheng Jiqing said softly, “There’s something I want to discuss with you. Over the past six months, many fans have been very supportive of me. After discussing it with the company, I want to hold a small fan meeting. It won’t be many people, just treating a few of the fans who supported me from the very beginning to a meal to express my gratitude. What do you think?”
Bai Xin said it was a good idea.
Unless it involved safety or other women, she always supported the decisions Cheng Jiqing made.
“Speaking of fans, there’s actually one person I’m very grateful to.”
“Who?”
“A fan named Cheng Xin Cheng Yi. She’s the one who created my Super Topic, and she even gave me a huge gift today. But she’s usually very low-key, and I heard she never participates in fan events.”
Hearing this, Bai Xin paused slightly.
She looked up, her nose brushing against Cheng Jiqing’s smooth chin, and said, “You’re going to invite her?”
The brushing tickled Cheng Jiqing, and she lowered her head, pressing her lips against the tip of Bai Xin’s nose. “Mhm, she’s the first one I want to invite… but.”
She paused for two seconds, then said slowly, “I don’t know if she’ll come. She probably won’t.”
“Why do you think that?”
“A feeling.”
That person is probably quite aloof, Cheng Jiqing said.
Bai Xin’s hand, held captive in her palm, grew warmer and warmer.
She said, Is that so? Perhaps if your sincerity is true, that person will go6.
Cheng Jiqing kissed Bai Xin’s cheek.
“I hope she comes.”
The dinner with the fans was scheduled for a weekend evening.
It was at Xiao Nanzhou.
That evening, as Bai Xin walked into Xiao Nanzhou, with every step she took, she could recall the several times she had been here.
If she had to pick the most memorable, it would still be the first time.
Qin Yufu and Tang Jia were also there that day. Thinking back now, she realized that seeing Cheng Jiqing interacting with Qin Yufu back then had already made her feel jealous.
When did she start to fall for Cheng Jiqing?
She found herself unconsciously pondering this.
Perhaps it was when she discovered that Cheng Jiqing’s embrace was especially warm.
Perhaps it was when Cheng Jiqing unhesitatingly shielded her.
Perhaps it was when Cheng Jiqing unconditionally stood by her side…
Time really flew.
Bai Xin came back to her senses. She had never told Cheng Jiqing about her identity as Cheng Xin Cheng Yi. It wasn’t that she deliberately kept it a secret; she just felt it wouldn’t be a big enough surprise.
She had registered this account as soon as Cheng Jiqing joined her first production. To understand Weibo, she had even hired someone to teach her how to use it, including later on with the anti-black defense7, creating the Super Topic, and so on.
The name ‘Cheng Xin Cheng Yi’ was changed during their breakup—she sincerely and wholeheartedly wanted Cheng Jiqing to come back.
Sincerely and wholeheartedly, missing Cheng Jiqing.
Sincerely and wholeheartedly, wanting to spend the rest of her life with Cheng Jiqing.
It was supposed to be Cheng Xin Cheng Yi.
[LP: The original text here is 本该是橙新橙意 (Běn gāi shì Chéng Xīn Chéng Yì). The ‘Xin’ (新) is from Bai Xin’s (白新) name. The fan ID uses ‘Xin’ (心), meaning ‘heart’. The two characters are homophones (xīn). The ID was meant to be a combination of their names, but she used ‘heart’ to be less obvious during their breakup.]
Because they were broken up at the time, she didn’t want Cheng Jiqing to be resistant to her, so she used the character for ‘heart.’
That fool, Cheng Jiqing, had never figured it out.
Thinking of this, Bai Xin’s lips curved like a crescent moon. She wondered what kind of expression Cheng Jiqing would have when she saw her in a little while.
She reached the door of the private room.
Cheng Jiqing had told her ten minutes ago that she and her manager had already arrived, and the fans had mostly arrived as well.
She had thought it would be very lively inside, but she didn’t hear a single sound.
She knocked on the door out of courtesy.
A familiar female voice came from within.
Bai Xin pushed the door open. The moment it opened, she froze on the spot—
The private room was dimly lit, the color of the evening twilight.
The floor was covered in red roses, which spread all the way to the table, where the candlelight on the candelabra cast a reddish-gold, starlit glow.
Only Cheng Jiqing was in the room.
She stood at the other end of the path of roses, gently pulled out a chair, her bright eyes smiling as she asked gently, “Miss Cheng Xin Cheng Yi, may I ask, are you willing to have dinner with me?”
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20 little New Year red envelopes.
Thank you for the donations, comments, and nutrient solution~
The name Cheng Duoduo was given by a precious reader, I love it! Muah.
Chengcheng: Bringing my wife and little Chengcheng to wish everyone a happy Little New Year~ (Swoosh, bang! —That’s fireworks)
Footnotes
- A term for a disposable character destined for a tragic or insignificant end to advance the plot.
- 明人不说暗话 | míngrén bù shuō ànhuà | A chengyu literally meaning “a bright/open person doesn’t speak in dark/hidden words.” It means to speak frankly and directly.
- 神豪 | shénháo | Literally “god-tier tycoon.” A term for a massive spender or “whale” on livestreaming platforms.
- 妻管严 | qī guǎn yán | Literally “wife-controls-strictly.” A common term for a husband or partner who is lovingly subservient to or afraid of their wife.
- 程多多 | Chéng Duōduō
- 心诚则灵 | xīn chéng zé líng | A chengyu meaning “a sincere heart will be answered” or “sincerity begets efficacy.” It suggests that if one’s intentions are pure and sincere, their prayers or wishes will be granted.
- 反黑 | fǎn hēi | Literally “anti-black.” In fan culture, this refers to organized efforts by fans to combat negative comments, rumors, and slander against their idol.
thats so cute brO