Chapter 16: Hug Me
Tang Yue discovered he was pregnant a fortnight before the Away disbandment ceremony.
It had been a month since Away finished their national tour, and the members were still very busy.
Liu Xichao already had his own career plan. He liked acting and didn’t plan to terminate his contract with Chengkong Media; he needed to discuss this aspect.
Yao Lixin only liked dancing; singing wasn’t his strong suit. Plus, his family wasn’t short of money, and he joined the group for fun; he planned to go abroad to participate in dance competitions.
Jiang Shulu’s future was foreseeable. The Jiang family only had one heir; what awaited him was a large-scale succession after the limited-time group ended.
Only Tang Yue was particularly confused.
He had no family. The money he earned in the three years with the group was enough to buy a house in a good location in S City, and enough for Tang Yue to not work and lie flat for several years.
But this novel only wrote about his ending as a villainous male supporting character: he was hit by a car, and Away hadn’t disbanded at that time.
Now the progress bar had exceeded the plot line. Tang Yue didn’t drug Jiang Shulu, but he slept with Jiang Shulu.
Did that mean that no matter how he avoided it, he still couldn’t change the major plot points?
Like his tragic death in the end?
Although Liu Xichao hadn’t made it public, in the later stages of Away, Tang Yue clearly felt that he was in love.
One day, Tang Yue saw Jiang Shulu and Liu Xichao kissing in a corner, both dressed in suits.
Tang Yue wasn’t without suspicion that he had seen wrong.
Although it was only a glimpse, Tang Yue had seen that suit in Jiang Shulu’s closet.
It was one that Jiang Shulu had worn at an event; even the hem of the jacket was enough for Tang Yue to see that the material was the same.
So they really were in love.
Then his accident with the captain couldn’t be revealed.
Tang Yue felt extremely guilty. He felt that he was indeed quite like the villainous male supporting character; as soon as this thought came out, he couldn’t stay any longer.
One day during a magazine shoot, Tang Yue felt a strange sensation.
In the end, he turned pale, and under the shocked gazes of the photographer and his teammates, he ran to the restroom.
Tang Yue vomited until he was dizzy and nauseous; he was even more afraid of the unfamiliar movements in his abdomen.
Even if Tang Yue hadn’t learned physiology, he knew what kind of reaction some fertile men on Planet 9787 would have during pregnancy.
My… even that part feels so strange.
Jiang Shulu was the first to run out.
He rushed into the restroom and called Tang Yue’s name; in the last cubicle, he saw Tang Yue, pale and crying.
Jiang Shulu was startled and quickly squatted down to comfort Tang Yue: “What’s wrong?”
The gentler he was, the more ashamed Tang Yue felt.
Looking up again, Liu Xichao also arrived; he also looked worried, asking if Tang Yue had eaten something bad.
Yao Lixin held the earring that Jiang Shulu had hastily dropped earlier, saying to Tang Yue, “Let’s go to the hospital.”
Tang Yue shook his head.
He was helped up by Jiang Shulu and politely thanked him.
Jiang Shulu was used to Tang Yue’s aloofness.
He let go of his hand, letting Yao Lixin support Tang Yue: “The shoot isn’t important; we can reschedule. Did you secretly drink alcoholic beverages late at night? I told you to drink less of these things.”
The memories of that night flooded back; Tang Yue was scared.
Tang Yue bit his lip, thinking about the first time he and Jiang Shulu had been intimate.
It seemed like he was on top.
Ninety percent of the probability, combined with his current reaction, it was most likely.
He was pregnant.
The shoot that day wasn’t postponed.
But Tang Yue refused to see a doctor, and he didn’t let Jiang Shulu call a private doctor; he just sat quietly in the corner wrapped in a small blanket for over an hour.
He looked so pitiful that even the manager couldn’t bear it and couldn’t help but ask Jiang Shulu: “Did you scold him again?”
Jiang Shulu was still replying to the doctor’s message; when he heard this, he suddenly looked up, the coldness in his eyes almost intimidated the manager.
Yao Lixin laughed: “It’s fine if others think that, but Sister Lin has been with us for three years, how can she still not know what our captain is like?”
Yao Lixin hadn’t connected Tang Yue’s current situation with the contraceptive pills he saw in the trash can in the room that day.
Because they were for women; where would they have a woman in their group?
Maybe Sister Lin threw it away casually because Yao Lixin had heard her complain about not wanting a second child.
Jiang Shulu: “He only has a bad attitude towards me.”
Because the styling this time recreated Away’s debut look, with only minor modifications, Jiang Shulu wore the most clothing.
When he came out after changing, Liu Xichao shouted excitedly, “Abstinence-type.”
Unfortunately, the “abstinence-type” person sounded anything but cold; he sounded a little wronged.
Yao Lixin: “Isn’t that his preference for you? Just endure it hahaha.”
Manager: “Are you sure it’s secretly drinking beverages at night and not secretly drinking alcohol? I still remember how you guys drank on Tang Yue’s eighteenth birthday.”
The less said about it the better; as soon as it was mentioned, Jiang Shulu remembered the state he was in after being vomited on.
He shook his head helplessly, “He seems scared of drinking now, he now drinks sparkling water, at most with a slight hint of alcohol.”
Yao Lixin: “Just check if the sponsored sparkling beverages in the dorm are missing.”
He seemed carefree on the surface, but he wasn’t completely insensitive: “I feel that Tang Yue’s condition hasn’t been good lately.”
Liu Xichao added, “Is he not ready for the disbandment? I understand; Xiao Yue actually likes lively places.”
Yao Lixin: “So what? He can go abroad with me.”
Jiang Shulu subconsciously said no.
Yao Lixin: “Why? My parents like Tang Yue so much; they say I’m a mischievous monkey and Tang Yue is a porcelain doll, which makes me angry.”
He talked incessantly but stumped Jiang Shulu.
After a while, Jiang Shulu gave a reasonable explanation: “Don’t you like Sister Ding?”
Yao Lixin’s face flushed. The person who could usually flirt without changing his expression was so pure when asked about the person he liked, causing Liu Xichao to take a sneaky picture.
Yao Lixin: “That doesn’t conflict with me taking Tang Yue with me, does it?”
Jiang Shulu: “Tang Yue would be envious.”
Yao Lixin: “What?”
He looked at Tang Yue, who was curled up and didn’t want to be disturbed, and the staff were whispering, praising Tang Yue for being cute.
Jiang Shulu didn’t know how to describe it; he found that Tang Yue was really clingy.
Just not to him.
Liu Xichao: “Tang Yue seems to want to be in a relationship; I saw him reading romance novels during his break last time.”
“This kid,” Liu Xichao paused, “how could he read so intently, do you know what the novel is called?”
The title was probably too shocking; Liu Xichao found it a little difficult to say, and after a long time, he finally squeezed out a sentence: “Something like Billionaire CEO, One Night’s Passion, Running Away with a Baby.”
Yao Lixin: …
He exclaimed, “This kid looks so pure and innocent, but he actually likes such a dog-blood and exciting novel.”
The manager sighed: “So we need to keep an eye on Tang Yue, the group is almost disbanded, don’t let him drink too much, look how pitiful he is now.”
Jiang Shulu: “If Tang Yue has nowhere to go after disbandment, he can come with me.”
Yao Lixin: “Forget it, Tang Yue never went home with you in the past three years, Captain, be realistic, your family is too serious.”
Liu Xichao deeply agreed: “I hate elite families the most.”
Jiang Shulu chuckled, his tone slightly cold: “Isn’t my uncle from an elite family?”
Liu Xichao: “That’s different, you haven’t gotten him yet. I can’t imagine Tang Yue living in your house and having dinner with your parents; it’s too unfair to our treasure.”
His tone was that of a mother fan, making Yao Lixin laugh.
It was the manager who thought of something: “Tang Yue doesn’t have a family, does he? The Tang family…”
Jiang Shulu: “They don’t want Tang Yue, I do.”
Jiang Shulu wanted to explain, but no one chimed in.
Liu Xichao: “Then find a time to talk to Tang Yue; his voice is wasted if he doesn’t do this profession.”
But Tang Yue, knowing he was pregnant, was scared every day, already thinking about how to escape.
However, Liang Yi found Tang Yue even faster than Jiang Shulu.
In the original book, Tang Yue and Liang Yi were half-siblings; unexpectedly, after transmigrating to this world, Tang Yue and Liang Yi did a DNA test and were still blood relatives.
This time she returned to China to overthrow her father and also take down her half-siblings.
Liang Yi had great ambitions; she needed Tang Yue to provide evidence of Tang Yue’s mother being abandoned by Tang Huaide, and the information Tang Yue’s mother collected.
Because their mothers had the same experience, Liang Yi was quite good to Tang Yue.
She also casually asked Tang Yue what kind of reward he wanted.
At that time, Tang Yue was at his wit’s end and seized this opportunity, saying that he wanted to leave, to disappear completely from everyone’s sight, for Liang Yi to protect him and help him successfully give birth to the child.
Liang Yi had been raised very independently since she was young; her mother’s tragic experience was engraved in her bones.
She appeared to have a gentle personality but actually liked to play big.
She made her fortune through casinos when she was a teenager, and when she grew up, she crushed her father, directly changing the name of the Tang family’s business.
She inherited her mother’s character, and because she had grown up alone since childhood, she hadn’t been called such an intimate “sister” before.
Liang Yi agreed; she arranged things well for Tang Yue; no one knew that Away’s once-popular maknae had a special physique.
No matter how hard Jiang Shulu tried, he couldn’t find any information about Tang Yue.
Liang Yi would go back to see Tang Yue and Tang Mian whenever she had time. Tang Yue seemed fine on the surface, without any desires.
But the grown-up Tang Mian would, when Tang Yue was drunk and lying on the table, secretly tell Liang Yi—
My dad cries when he sleeps.
Then he would take Liang Yi to see the photos Tang Yue hid.
The child was actually very smart, very much like his other father, Jiang Shulu.
Liang Yi, also in the same circle, had heard of Jiang Shulu’s reputation.
Talented, his hobbies could even become competitive championships, and until now, no one had broken his talent in certain areas.
But this person’s resume has a strange contradiction, a combination of rule-following and rebelliousness. It doesn’t seem like the type to be fooled by Tang Yue.
And he has always been single, not as Tang Yue stubbornly believed—
Jiang Shulu and Liu Xichao were going to get married.
That Liu Xichao’s partner was clearly Jiang Shulu’s uncle.
Tang Mian pointed at the person in the photo, his chubby hand pointing at Jiang Shulu’s face: “Dad always looks at this uncle for a long time.”
Sometimes this child was too smart; Liang Yi couldn’t treat him as a child.
Liang Yi: “Then who do you think he is to you?”
Tang Mian: “He should be the person Xiao Yue likes.”
The child blinked and looked at the older woman.
Tang Mian’s childhood wasn’t boring; he was far wilder than city children.
He was either raising chickens and ducks or herding sheep, and he could ride a pig at this age.
Tang Mian: “Auntie, what do you think?”
Liang Yi: “Then do you want to see him?”
Tang Mian shook his head, his eyes flickering, his slightly curly hair always made people want to touch it; because he shook his head, it made him even cuter: “Xiao Yue misses him very much.”
Liang Yi nodded: “Then in a while, how about you tell Tang Yue that you want to go on a trip?”
Tang Mian looked at Tang Yue who was drunk and lying on the table outside, very worried at his young age: “Will Dad agree?”
Liang Yi: “He loves you very much; he will definitely agree to what you want.”
Tang Mian hummed: “Dad is really easy to bully; I can’t protect him yet.”
Liang Yi hugged Tang Mian and said with a smile: “The uncle who will travel with you is the uncle in the photo; he won’t bully your father.”
She didn’t look much like Tang Yue; they both looked like their respective mothers; relatively speaking, Liang Yi looked more ordinary.
But the woman’s temperament was outstanding; it was a sharpness forged from the bottom.
The photo was put under Tang Yue’s pillow again. After Liang Yi went back, she had someone send a plan to Chengkong Entertainment.
Before leaving, Liang Yi told Tang Yue: “Drink less, you have some sense, right?”
Tang Yue readily agreed. He liked drinking because he would have hallucinations after drinking, and the person he longed for would appear.
He forgot that he easily let down his guard in front of his loved ones.
At this moment, in the live broadcast, Tang Yue’s eyes were hazy; he felt like he was dreaming again.
The Jiang Shulu in his dream was a little bad, not even letting him touch his hand.
Tang Yue’s years of suppressed longing and desire to cuddle all poured out. The alcohol made him unclear about where he was.
Instinct drove him to reach out, making a gesture of asking for a hug, blinking at Jiang Shulu—
“Hug me.”