Good Pregnancy Quick Transmigration: The Overly Charming CEO with No Heirs

Lan Jue returned to Villa No. 1 under the moonlight.

He pushed open the door; the lights in the hall were on, but he didn't see anyone.

Just as he was about to go upstairs to take a look, he suddenly caught a glimpse of a black mass on the sofa.

Lan Jue stopped in her tracks, narrowed her eyes as she looked at the dark mass, walked over, and looked down at it.

"Gurgle?"

Lele raised her head and looked at him happily. She tried to reach for her owner's leg with her short legs, but a long, slender finger held her head down.

"Goo-gi??"

The little dumpling tilted its head, its eyes wide and watery as it looked at its owner.

Why didn't you hug it today?

Isn't it the owner's favorite baby?

"How stupid."

Lan Jue said sneer, "You idiot, what are you doing here?"

He remembered that this little thing was Lan Heng's most precious treasure.

During the two years he was asleep, he carefully cared for the little creature that he somehow acquired.

Later, I don't know how Wei Jia, that hypocritical old man, found out about it, and then it became his weakness in controlling Lan Heng.

Charon's numerous military achievements over the years are all thanks to this little guy.

"Gurgle!"

Lele got a little anxious and stretched out her two little legs to pry it open.

Unfortunately, her short legs were simply too short to be of any use.

Looking at its silly appearance, Lan Jue chuckled and was about to reach out and pinch its round, furry face when she suddenly heard footsteps.

"Hmm? Lan Heng, you're back?"

Xi Yao came downstairs, her voice cheerful, "The meatballs I made for you are almost done."

Meatballs? What meatballs?

Lan Jue's gentle smile froze on her face, but she quickly recovered and replied in a gentle voice:

"Thank you, Yao Yao. Have you had dinner yet?"

Xi Yao, who had been observing his every expression, paused, a sense of foreboding creeping into her mind.

This isn't Lan Heng, this is Lan Jue!

Lan Jue took two steps forward, looking at her with concern: "Why aren't you saying anything? Are you feeling unwell?"

His tone was gentle, but his eyes held a deep depth.

Xi Yao swallowed hard. "I ate it."

Should she continue to maintain the facade of being a weak and vulnerable person?

It seems unnecessary now; we've already been exposed.

"What's Yao Yao thinking about, why is she so conflicted?"

Lan Jue approached her step by step, and Xi Yao could smell his cool, refreshing scent.

She looked up and met that gentle face; her eyes twitched.

"Lan Jue, okay, I admit it. I was just pretending before. That weak and pitiful persona is completely untrue."

Anyway, whether you stick your neck out or not, you're going to get stabbed anyway, so let's just end it quickly.

She didn't want to pretend anymore; she was tired.

Lan Jue did not show any surprise upon hearing this; instead, his gentle eyes gazed at her quietly, like a bottomless black pool.

He suddenly chuckled softly, his voice still gentle, revealing no emotion.

"When did Yao Yao figure it out?"

Lan Heng, Lan Jue.

The name she called was quite obvious, wasn't it?

Xi Yao paused for a moment, then looked up at him. The other person still had that impeccable smile on his face, so natural.

She composed herself and said, "I knew it the first time I saw you."

After a while, she added, "You share the same body, but some subtle expressions, speaking habits, and... feelings are different."

Before confirming her identity, Lan Heng's gaze towards her was genuinely cold, and more like he was looking at another version of himself through that face.

Lan Jue's gentleness was tinged with coldness and world-weariness, but his gaze towards her revealed an imperceptible heat and possessiveness.

Lan Jue nodded, her tone devoid of emotion: "Yao Yao is very observant."

He took another small step forward, the distance between them so close it was both ambiguous and oppressive.

Then he leaned down slightly, his gaze meeting hers, their warm breaths mingling, and he said in a low voice:

"How come Yao Yao is calling him by his name so familiarly after only a few days? And..."

Lan Jue straightened up and looked at the lump on the sofa.

"Lan Heng's precious darling, you just gave it all to Yao Yao like that?"

He used to not let anyone touch him.

My precious darling?

Xi Yao's lips twitched upon hearing this, and she gave an awkward smile. "Perhaps Lan Heng saw that I was honest and reliable, so he let me take care of Lele."

She dared not tell the truth, feeling that the person in front of her would get angry.

"I've even told you my name." Lan Jue looked at her quietly, gently placing his palm on the back of her head, his thumb lightly caressing her delicate face.

"Yaoyao, I was the one who kept you here first, I was the one who fell in love first."

He looked into her increasingly vacant eyes and said in an unchanged tone, "From the first moment I saw you, I knew we were destined to be together, for all eternity. So, Yao Yao, you are mine. Stay away from him, understand?"

Is that all there is to it?

Xi Yao stared wide-eyed in surprise.

She thought this guy had a gentle exterior and would take things slowly.

Sure enough, no matter which world he was in, he couldn't resist her for long once he saw her.

"Why aren't you saying anything? Hmm?"

"Ahem." Xi Yao cleared her throat, trying to reason with him: "Lan Jue, you are the same person."

"No." He interrupted decisively, his smile finally fading to reveal a cold and obsessive undertone. "When it comes to loving you, we are enemies."

Lan Jue slowly straightened up, his hand sliding down her arm and gently grasping her wrist.

"Stay away from him, Yao Yao." His tone was as gentle as ever. "Don't listen to him, don't respond to his gaze, and don't be soft-hearted towards him. Even if you care about him even a little bit more, it will make me very sad."

"And when I'm sad..." He curved his lips into a smile, a smile tinged with an almost eerie tenderness, "I might do something that would make Yao Yao sad too."

Xi Yao stared blankly at the devilishly handsome man before her. "What are you going to do to make me sad?"

She knew him too well; she didn't quite believe he would hurt her.

"Hehe." Lan Jue suddenly laughed, his eyes filled with excitement and eagerness. "I'll lock the disobedient Yao Yao in a room where no one can see her, only I can see you..."

Xi Yao: "..."

Her face showed a complex expression.

Good heavens, several worlds have passed, how come she didn't discover that he still harbored such a preference deep in his heart?

"Yaoyao, I'm really looking forward to it, how about you?"

Lan Jue's smile was exceptionally beautiful, her face radiant, captivating Xi Yao so much that she couldn't help but whisper:

"If I were to tie you up, I'd be looking forward to it."

"Huh? Yao Yao, what did you say?"

"Ahem." Xi Yao immediately snapped back to reality. "It's nothing. I just meant it's getting late. Are you going to sleep here tonight?"

She quickly changed the subject; continuing the conversation wouldn't be good.

"No, Yao Yao." Lan Jue let go of her hand, turned around and picked up the woolen ball from the sofa. "I have something to do tonight, you go to sleep first."