The Heir is Here: Quiet Down, School Prince!

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

An Xiaxia had nothing to say about that piece of news.

She didn't want her life to be taken up by hatred. Right now, she wished for nothing but the safe delivery of her baby. She wanted the child to be raised in peace and they would live as a happy family of three.

She opened the door to the study to find Sheng Yize still busy working. An Xiaxia cleared her throat, then put down a plate of fruit on the table.

Sheng Yize casually sat her down on his lap and said in a low voice, "One moment."

His long fingers typed quickly on the keyboard as he replied an email. He then pecked An Xiaxia on her forehead. "What are you doing up so late?"

She always went to bed very early.

An Xiaxia gave him a sweet smile. "Have an apple."

She put a piece of apple that she had cut up into Sheng Yize's mouth. Sheng Yize chewed it slowly while sizing her up.

There was no such thing as a free lunch, right?

"You must be tired after working for the whole day, earning money for our family and handling Chu Zhiyun at the same time. You're such a wonderful husband! Mwa!" An Xiaxia fawned over him and even massaged his shoulders a little. "Do you like that?"

He held her waist, replying in a deep voice, "Hm…"

His husky voice sounded quite sensual.

An Xiaxia stuck out her little finger. "Pinky swear. Whatever I tell you later, you can't be mad at me or hit me!"

Sheng Yize was speechless. "When have I ever hit you?"

"Hmph~ You never know. What if it brings out the beast in you?"

He said in resignation, "Xiaxia, I'm a man of principle."

He couldn't say that he would never lay a finger on a woman, but that woman would never ever be his wife.

Not to mention that An Xiaxia was also the woman he loved the most in this world.

"That won't do! Pinky swear with me!" An Xiaxia insisted. Sheng Yize played along and chanted the "we've made a pinky swear over a rope and we'll keep our words for a hundred years" rhyme.

After that was done, he asked randomly, "Why is it 'over a rope'? Don't you find that odd?"

An Xiaxia was baffled. "I have no idea…"

The two stared at each other in confusion for a while before An Xiaxia gave him a little punch. "Don't try to change the subject. There's something I need to tell you."

"Good. I have something to tell you, too."

"Huh? You go first, then." An Xiaxia still wasn't sure about this, fearing that Sheng Yize wouldn't be happy about her pregnancy.

Sheng Yize cleared his throat. "I think I have a lead on that mysterious caller."

"Who was it?" An Xiaxia's eyes were wide open.

Sheng Yize held her face in his hands and stared at her intensely. "Promise me you won't be mad at me after hearing what I tell you next. As for hitting me… I'll survive. Just make sure you don't hurt yourself in the process."

An Xiaxia had an inkling that she wasn't going to like it.

"There is only one person who knew that you went to the island and who had the ability to take you away." Sheng Yize paused, then with much reluctance, he continued, "My father."

What?

Sheng Qingyi?!

An Xiaxia couldn't help but be astonished. After considering all the people that might hold a grudge against her, she had never expected it to be Sheng Qingyi!

"Are you sure…" An Xiaxia murmured.

"Eight or nine times out of ten, it was him, but I don't have any hard evidence yet." Sheng Yize looked a little grim.

He had had Sheng Qingyi under house arrest for a little while and An Xiaxia's life had been free of accidents ever since, which only confirmed his speculation.

It was just that… the truth was too cruel for even him to accept.

"Even with a voice processor, the details in the voice are different for everyone, right?" An Xiaxia suddenly thought of something.

"Naturally."

An Xiaxia had a plan. "Let's… take a trip back home."