“I’m just curious about my husband’s first experience~”
Yu Xiyue nearly burst out laughing, quickly pulling the blanket over to cover her mouth.
“Yu Xiyue, as expected of someone who returned from abroad—you’re quite open.”
“Not really~ I’m just curious. Husband, with such a great physique, it must be very comfortable being with you, right?”
Ah!!!!
Feng Jingche’s ears turned completely red. “You… you’re utterly unreasonable!”
Yu Xiyue had made him so embarrassed that, with red ears, he rushed into the bathroom to cool off.
He only comes back once a week—if I don’t tease him, who should I tease?~
Feng Jingche took an unusually long time showering this time.
When he came out, he felt refreshed all over, but his ears were still red.
So easily flustered.
Feng Jingche was afraid of her.
He conscientiously went to sleep in the guest room outside.
The next day, before Yu Xiyue was fully awake, Feng Jingche pulled her up from the bed.
“Sleepy~”
Yu Xiyue’s body felt soft and weak, completely lacking strength, and she started to slump back onto the bed.
“No sleeping!”
Leaning against his chest, Yu Xiyue naturally wrapped her arms around his waist, rubbing against him uncomfortably. “So early… Feng Jingche, you go to work. Why are you waking me up…”
“I’m not going… I don’t want to go anymore…”
“I changed my mind…”
“I want to sleep at home…”
Feng Jingche’s heart suddenly stirred, pounding wildly.
The warm, fragrant, and soft woman in his arms was lazily acting spoiled.
He wasn’t himself.
He was really not himself.
“Husband…”
His heart beat even faster.
Feng Jingche suddenly felt parched and restless. He set Yu Xiyue down and hurried out.
Calm down!
Calm down—
An Hui was standing at the door.
“Go in and help her get dressed.”
The young mistress had instructed last night that they were going to the film set today.
The luggage was already packed, so An Hui had no choice but to obey.
The journey to the airport went smoothly, with VIP access all the way until they boarded the first-class cabin.
Yu Xiyue sat by the window, with Feng Jingche right beside her.
Just when everything seemed fine, trouble had to arise.
Gu Feiran and An Wanwan boarded the plane!
She knew the female lead would eventually return to the male lead’s side.
Things like getting fired were just little games between the male and female leads.
Just play—if you take it seriously, you lose.
There were only eight seats in first class.
And they still managed to run into each other.
Plot Master, you’ve worked hard.
“Yueyue!”
“Yueyue? Who gave you the right to call her so intimately?” Feng Jingche’s handsome face turned cold. “Gu Feiran, it’s better to keep your distance when addressing someone else’s wife.”
Ahhh!
Feng Jingche!
So handsome!
I want his autograph.
An Wanwan was thrilled.
After sitting down, she secretly peeked at her idol.
Gu Feiran suddenly blocked her view. “You’re looking at him too?”
When he first saw the marriage certificate of Feng Jingche and Yu Xiyue online, his initial reaction was that it was fake.
A man with Feng Jingche’s personality was completely not Yu Xiyue’s type.
But later, both the Feng and Yu families acknowledged it.
When he tried messaging Yu Xiyue again, he found he had been blocked.
They hadn’t seen each other for so long, and he never expected their reunion to be under such circumstances.
“Boss, I just want an autograph.”
An Wanwan lowered her voice. “Feng Jingche’s autograph.”
“You like Feng Jingche?”
“Of course I do!”
The first-class cabin was very quiet, and An Wanwan’s voice clearly reached Yu Xiyue and Feng Jingche’s ears.
Tsk tsk.
If this were the original plot, during their emotionally entangled phase, they’d probably head straight to a hotel bed after getting off the plane.
“President, you seem to be friends. Could you get me an autograph?”
An Wanwan gazed at Gu Feiran with her dewy almond-shaped eyes, handing him the notebook and pen she carried with her.
“Impossible.”
Gu Feiran crossed his arms and leaned back. “If you want an autograph, get it yourself.”
An Wanwan felt too embarrassed to approach him directly.
Plus, with Yu Xiyue sitting beside Feng Jingche, she felt even more self-conscious.
Yu Xiyue poked Feng Jingche’s arm. “She’s your fan.”
Feng Jingche responded indifferently, “That’s your Substitute.”
“She wants your autograph.”
“You want your husband to give an autograph to your Substitute? What were you thinking?” Feng Jingche pressed the back of his hand against Yu Xiyue’s forehead. “No fever… wait, it’s a bit warm—warmer than my temperature.”
Yu Xiyue swatted his hand away. “Pregnant women naturally have higher body temperatures.”
Seeing Feng Jingche’s reaction, it was clear he wasn’t willing to give An Wanwan an autograph.
In the original story, Feng Jingche appeared too rarely. They were classmates, and out of respect for that connection—and because Gu Feiran was the absolute male lead—Feng Jingche had given Gu Feiran plenty of face.
But now the plot had changed.
The cameo-acting film emperor had become the husband of the Villainous female supporting character.
Hearing their conversation, An Wanwan looked despondent.
She didn’t want to hear others call her a Substitute.
She wasn’t a Substitute.
“So that’s how it is.”
“Honey, don’t just read scripts all the time. Occasionally, read some pregnancy books too. Otherwise, when the baby is born, you won’t even know how to hold them.” Yu Xiyue placed a prepared book on his tray table.
The Encyclopedia of Ten Months of Pregnancy
Did she really expect him to read it?
“Don’t like this one?”
Yu Xiyue handed him another.
Bedtime Prenatal Education Stories for Expectant Fathers
He was the stepfather!
Let him say it again—stepfather!
Feng Jingche shoved both books underneath his things. Scripts were still more interesting.
Yu Xiyue stealthily reached toward his waist and pinched him.
“What?”
Feng Jingche mouthed the question silently.
“The contract stated we have to cooperate with each other when necessary,” Yu Xiyue whispered, reminding him. “Now is that time.”
They needed to act like a loving couple.
To dissuade Gu Feiran.
He’d better not keep wavering.
Feng Jingche picked up Bedtime Prenatal Education Stories for Expectant Fathers and started flipping through it.
After a few pages, he gave up.
Useless stories.
He checked the other side.
This one seemed slightly more useful.
The plane took off.
Yu Xiyue, covered with a blanket, adjusted to a comfortable position and closed her eyes to rest.
Feng Jingche went back to reading his script.
As he read, he felt an intense gaze from beside him.
He turned and met Gu Feiran’s resentful eyes.
(ˉ▽￣～) Whatever~~
What’s the use of staring at him?
He had no game.
Even his Childhood sweetheart had been snatched away.
So useless!
“Feng Jingche, what exactly did you do to make Yueyue agree to marry you?” Gu Feiran whispered. “Could it be… the child in her belly is yours?”
“Of course.”
Even if it meant wearing a green hat, he had to wear it firmly at a time like this.
As long as he insisted, the child in Yu Xiyue’s belly was his.
Who would dare say otherwise??
“You two…”
So you were already together overseas?
“I don’t believe it.”
“I don’t care if you believe it or not. From now on, stop harassing my wife.” Feng Jingche deliberately adjusted Yu Xiyue’s blanket, leaned in, and gently pressed his lips to her cheek.
He had to show off in front of Gu Feiran.
Back in their school days, when Yu Xiyue brought water to Gu Feiran, that guy had flaunted it like crazy.
Now it was his turn to gloat!
Gu Feiran stared at the scene, his eyes turning red with envy—he had never even kissed Yueyue.
They…
Gu Feiran’s heart shattered.
From then until the plane landed, he and Feng Jingche didn’t exchange another word.
Yu Xiyue woke up groggily, only to find that Gu Feiran and An Wanwan had already left.
“Darling, we’ve arrived.”
Darling???