When a Bossy CEO Meets Gary Stu
This shaoye always thought that he is the most perfect man in this world.
Well, save for his techniques which leaves something to be desired. That’s not important. Men, you know, they have to learn with hands-on experience. It’s nothing insurmountable.
Most importantly, he’s as handsome as could be and as cute as could be and as rich as could be.
Though now, it would appear, that in terms of acting skills, the shaoye really is ever so slightly subpar to He Jünle.
Only ever so slightly, yes.
When dawn breaks and the stars fall, a new day begins.
If it were not for his seeing it with his own two eyes, Murong Jihua could never believe that, the outrageous urban teenager Gary Stu whose name is Jünle with surname He could——
Turn so soft.
From the outside to the inside.
It’s like he has become possessed by the ghost of Lin Daiyü.
He Jünle’s face is so gentle it is unbelievable. His skin as smooth as jade resembles the resplendent moon in the early rays of dotted sunlight. His pair of eyes are filled with such coy emotions. His two thin, cherry-red lips on top of it all…
In short, he is so utterly bottomish right now.
“Lele, we are going to have a child.”
The words drain Murong Jihua of his whole stash of stamina.
Yet somehow, his senses are heightened to no end, even allowing him to hear clearly the gulp of a heavy sputum down the throat of the pitiful old Director of the hospital behind him.
It’s actually pretty disgusting.
But still, he’s been troubling the elderly.
Hearing what Murong Jihua said, the vibrantly colourful waters He Jünle has been preparing in his eye sockets have heard the horn of war and, like beads off a rosary, starts dropping one by one onto the couple’s crossed hands.
It does hurt a little bit.
As expected of He Jünle to have such a sufficient proportion of hydrogen oxides.
“Rea-, really…?”
He Jünle’s body resembles a leaf trembling in the autumn breeze. His expression is the definition of ‘so happy one could cry.’ He continues,
“That is such a relief…”
He extends his powerful arms——Which currently more resemble two smooth pile of noodle dough than not——to wrap around Murong Jihua’s body tightly. Then he buries his face into the man’s warm chest.
Murong Jihua can quickly feel the wetness seeping through the clothing in the area of his chest.
He hears the young man in his embrace say, tremblingly, with a tone that is so soft and fluffy it could make his head throb,
“Jihua, I’m so glad, to finally be able to bear the offspring of the Murong family and keep the ancestral tombs attended…” (TL: Traditional Chinese values associate an unhealthy obsession over having offspring, which gives rise to this saying; without offspring, there will be no one to burn incense for the ancestors. Also, because of traditional misogyny, this specifically refers more to ‘boys’ in general. i.e. Giving birth to girls is not seen as being able to keep ancestral tombs attended, which is also because girls are ‘married off’ instead of ‘married,’ so they will no longer be seen as part of the family after that. This ties into the next bit seen below)
???
Is it 9102 yet?
‘Keep the ancestral tombs attended’?!
Don’t ask what Murong Jihua is feeling right now. It’s just bad.
Very bad, really bad, absurdly bad.
Therefore, the old Director is here to bear witness to Murong Jihua extending his own well-proportioned hands to lightly caress He Jünle’s hair, and gen——tly——reply,
Fuck,
Shit,
Bollocks.
The old Director has three whole centimetres of goosebumps smothering his entire body. His feelings right now are no longer simply describable with a few curses.
——Not that Murong Jihua is faring much better.
Murong Jihua is trying his best to ignore the unignorably large sense of unnaturalness, observing He Jünle with his stiff head looking down. The young man in his embrace, with his long eyelashes, looks like such a sly fox with that vivid expression, it really…
Murong Jihua is shocked senseless by his own thoughts, having cold sweat all over.
But he himself transmigrated here. In other words, why can’t He Jünle have also been… actually taken over by another soul?
But this really is too real!
Murong Jihua turns around to coldly order the old Director of the hospital out,
“Leave us alone for now. Couple’s talk. Do prepare some more medicine and supplements beneficial to the pregnant patient, if nothing else, this shaoye is poor enough that he only has money left.”
The old Director could swear those were the words of an angel here to save him from the cruelties of Earth!
After the Director has left, Murong Jihua quickly pries He Jünle away, and, facing that watery, pitiful expression, he finally, tentatively, probes,
“… He Jünle.”
He Jünle’s response is shy in tone, “Jihua.”
Murong Jihua pauses before asking again, “… He Jünle?”
He Jünle has a cutesy smile on, replying, “Huahua?”
Murong Jihua could feel his vision giving out, asking again, “… He, Jün, Le…?”
Oh, fuck me.
Murong Jihua immediately lunges at He Jünle, crashing him on the bed, prying at his clothes, threatening with a scary tone,
“Where did you monster come from?! Insolent! Return my He Jünle at once, otherwise, from the Heavens to the Underworld, the Celestia or Hell or the Underrealm, even if I have to spend every single dime I have to hire all the taoists and monks, the shaoye will definitely exorcise you, the monstrous spirit, out of the body——” His hand is already inside the forbidden zone, as he says, “do you deserve to have a [NOUN] as [ADJECTIVE] as he does? You don’t! So get——” (TL: Yes, the NOUN and ADJECTIVE are exactly as translated in the raws. You know what they are, hehe)
He Jünle kicks Murong Jihua off of his body with a grim face.
“… You really have to always use your cute brain and undefeatable logic to rape my damned intelligence over and over again, seriously, you’re making me…”
He looks like he wants to get angry, but looking at Murong Jihua, somehow, a smile naturally emerges from his face. He ends up saying,
“It’s my loss.”
“Hahahahaha lololol He Jünle look, the scan and the report… The Director, he’s really something. I think he can still aim higher in life.”
“Mmhm, the Photoshop skills are ok, but the imaginary womb’s position could be improved. If it really were here, biologically, the pressure would be too great when the foetus grows, affecting the prostate area of the pregnant body for the duration of the pregnancy.”
“… Cor?”
“And if we go by the theory he’s written here, this foetus will definitely turn me celibate.
Call the Director here. I need to have a chat with him over… See? The shadow of this area in the scan is too rough. The penetration rate should be about 87% and not 90%. I have to discuss radiology with him…”
“… Please settle down and take a rest. You’re pregnant, you know.”
Chapter 89: CH 69.1
Well, save for his techniques which leaves something to be desired. That’s not important. Men, you know, they have to learn with hands-on experience. It’s nothing insurmountable.
Most importantly, he’s as handsome as could be and as cute as could be and as rich as could be.
Though now, it would appear, that in terms of acting skills, the shaoye really is ever so slightly subpar to He Jünle.
Only ever so slightly, yes.
When dawn breaks and the stars fall, a new day begins.
If it were not for his seeing it with his own two eyes, Murong Jihua could never believe that, the outrageous urban teenager Gary Stu whose name is Jünle with surname He could——
Turn so soft.
From the outside to the inside.
It’s like he has become possessed by the ghost of Lin Daiyü.
He Jünle’s face is so gentle it is unbelievable. His skin as smooth as jade resembles the resplendent moon in the early rays of dotted sunlight. His pair of eyes are filled with such coy emotions. His two thin, cherry-red lips on top of it all…
In short, he is so utterly bottomish right now.
“Lele, we are going to have a child.”
The words drain Murong Jihua of his whole stash of stamina.
Yet somehow, his senses are heightened to no end, even allowing him to hear clearly the gulp of a heavy sputum down the throat of the pitiful old Director of the hospital behind him.
It’s actually pretty disgusting.
But still, he’s been troubling the elderly.
Hearing what Murong Jihua said, the vibrantly colourful waters He Jünle has been preparing in his eye sockets have heard the horn of war and, like beads off a rosary, starts dropping one by one onto the couple’s crossed hands.
It does hurt a little bit.
As expected of He Jünle to have such a sufficient proportion of hydrogen oxides.
He Jünle’s body resembles a leaf trembling in the autumn breeze. His expression is the definition of ‘so happy one could cry.’ He continues,
“That is such a relief…”
He extends his powerful arms——Which currently more resemble two smooth pile of noodle dough than not——to wrap around Murong Jihua’s body tightly. Then he buries his face into the man’s warm chest.
Murong Jihua can quickly feel the wetness seeping through the clothing in the area of his chest.
He hears the young man in his embrace say, tremblingly, with a tone that is so soft and fluffy it could make his head throb,
“Jihua, I’m so glad, to finally be able to bear the offspring of the Murong family and keep the ancestral tombs attended…” (TL: Traditional Chinese values associate an unhealthy obsession over having offspring, which gives rise to this saying; without offspring, there will be no one to burn incense for the ancestors. Also, because of traditional misogyny, this specifically refers more to ‘boys’ in general. i.e. Giving birth to girls is not seen as being able to keep ancestral tombs attended, which is also because girls are ‘married off’ instead of ‘married,’ so they will no longer be seen as part of the family after that. This ties into the next bit seen below)
???
Is it 9102 yet?
‘Keep the ancestral tombs attended’?!
Don’t ask what Murong Jihua is feeling right now. It’s just bad.
Very bad, really bad, absurdly bad.
Therefore, the old Director is here to bear witness to Murong Jihua extending his own well-proportioned hands to lightly caress He Jünle’s hair, and gen——tly——reply,
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“Dummy, as long as it’s our baby, I will treasure them no matter the gender,” he lowers his head to kiss He Jünle on the whorl in his hair, adding, “and you’re also my baby.”Fuck,
Shit,
Bollocks.
The old Director has three whole centimetres of goosebumps smothering his entire body. His feelings right now are no longer simply describable with a few curses.
——Not that Murong Jihua is faring much better.
Murong Jihua is trying his best to ignore the unignorably large sense of unnaturalness, observing He Jünle with his stiff head looking down. The young man in his embrace, with his long eyelashes, looks like such a sly fox with that vivid expression, it really…
But he himself transmigrated here. In other words, why can’t He Jünle have also been… actually taken over by another soul?
But this really is too real!
Murong Jihua turns around to coldly order the old Director of the hospital out,
“Leave us alone for now. Couple’s talk. Do prepare some more medicine and supplements beneficial to the pregnant patient, if nothing else, this shaoye is poor enough that he only has money left.”
The old Director could swear those were the words of an angel here to save him from the cruelties of Earth!
After the Director has left, Murong Jihua quickly pries He Jünle away, and, facing that watery, pitiful expression, he finally, tentatively, probes,
“… He Jünle.”
He Jünle’s response is shy in tone, “Jihua.”
Murong Jihua pauses before asking again, “… He Jünle?”
He Jünle has a cutesy smile on, replying, “Huahua?”
Murong Jihua could feel his vision giving out, asking again, “… He, Jün, Le…?”
Oh, fuck me.
Murong Jihua immediately lunges at He Jünle, crashing him on the bed, prying at his clothes, threatening with a scary tone,
“Where did you monster come from?! Insolent! Return my He Jünle at once, otherwise, from the Heavens to the Underworld, the Celestia or Hell or the Underrealm, even if I have to spend every single dime I have to hire all the taoists and monks, the shaoye will definitely exorcise you, the monstrous spirit, out of the body——” His hand is already inside the forbidden zone, as he says, “do you deserve to have a [NOUN] as [ADJECTIVE] as he does? You don’t! So get——” (TL: Yes, the NOUN and ADJECTIVE are exactly as translated in the raws. You know what they are, hehe)
He Jünle kicks Murong Jihua off of his body with a grim face.
“… You really have to always use your cute brain and undefeatable logic to rape my damned intelligence over and over again, seriously, you’re making me…”
He looks like he wants to get angry, but looking at Murong Jihua, somehow, a smile naturally emerges from his face. He ends up saying,
“It’s my loss.”
“Hahahahaha lololol He Jünle look, the scan and the report… The Director, he’s really something. I think he can still aim higher in life.”
“… Cor?”
“And if we go by the theory he’s written here, this foetus will definitely turn me celibate.
Call the Director here. I need to have a chat with him over… See? The shadow of this area in the scan is too rough. The penetration rate should be about 87% and not 90%. I have to discuss radiology with him…”
“… Please settle down and take a rest. You’re pregnant, you know.”
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