"Che, you're back?" Jiang Yunli's face lit up with excitement as she looked at Jiang Che. She immediately stood up and trotted over to give him a tight hug.
Jiang Che: "......"
Sometimes, his overly affectionate mother gave him a headache.
"Mom, what brings you here?"
As he spoke, Jiang Che couldn't help but glance at Jiang Yuan.
His gaze seemed to say: Old man, come and rein in your wife.
"Oh~ Your dad and I just got back from a trip. It’s been ages since we’ve had such a carefree vacation. We went to Antarctica to see the auroras, visited the pyramids in Egypt..." Jiang Yunli began rambling excitedly, listing off their adventures like treasures.
Jiang Che's lips twitched.
Carefree indeed. The old man Jiang Yuan had dumped the company on him, and he, in turn, had dumped it on Leng Ningqiu!
If it weren’t for Leng Ningqiu and the entire business team, he’d be so swamped with work he wouldn’t even have time to flirt, let alone deal with the so-called "chosen ones."
Jiang Che’s harem was already a ticking time bomb. Only his exceptional multitasking skills kept it from exploding.
If it were anyone else—or if he were buried under work—that bomb would’ve detonated long ago.
...
"Son, I heard from Wan'er... that you’ve tricked—oops, I mean, dated a few more pretty girls. Is that true?" Jiang Yunli nearly slipped up.
"Hm? Wan'er said that?" Jiang Che shot a sidelong glance at Yu Wan'er, who was sitting quietly in the corner of the sofa.
Yu Wan'er met his gaze, her lips curling up in a smirk, as if challenging him.
"Yes, I heard you’ve even snagged Ji Ningxue from the Ji family? If I remember correctly... hasn’t she already been married?"
"But no matter! My son has the makings of a true Casanova~!"
Jiang Che nearly lost his composure at his mother’s words. Even as a villain, he was utterly defenseless against this outrageous woman.
He was a playboy—he admitted it—but did she have to say it out loud like that?
Jiang Yuan, who had been silent until now, finally spoke up.
"Son, have you been pursuing Xiao Chuan’s daughters... plural?"
The emphasis on "plural" was painfully deliberate.
"Huh? How did you know?" He hadn’t even gotten anywhere substantial with them yet. How had his old man already caught wind of it?
Jiang Yuan sighed helplessly.
"Xiao Chuan and I go way back. This afternoon, he called me, sobbing and begging me to... rein you in and not steal all three of his daughters."
Jiang Che raised an eyebrow. "And what did you say?"
Jiang Yuan spread his hands. "What could I say? I just nodded along and apologized profusely."
No way was he going to side with an old business partner over his own son. If anything, he’d rather gain three daughters-in-law and turn that business partner into family!
Still, the sheer size of his son’s harem left him in awe.
Damn, his kid had truly become the envy of every man alive.
Back in his youth, Jiang Yuan had been quite the charmer himself—popular from elementary school through college, never lacking childhood sweethearts or admirers.
With his skills, he could’ve easily kept at least three mistresses if he’d married someone less... formidable than Jiang Yunli. But after wedding her, he’d become a one-woman man through and through.
Not that he regretted it. A harem wasn’t bad, but being a devoted husband had given him a different kind of freedom.
"Dad, is that all you came here for? Well, you can tell Xiao Chuan this—I’ve set my sights on all three of his daughters, and I’m not leaving a single one for him."
Jiang Che’s tone left no room for argument.
Even Jiang Yuan was at a loss for words. Thank goodness he hadn’t had a daughter—what if some punk like his son came along and swept her away?
He’d once considered having a second child with Jiang Yunli, hoping for a daughter. But now? No thanks.
It wasn’t that daughters were unaffordable—it was just that sons like Jiang Che offered better returns.
Having a daughter meant worrying about her being stolen. But having a son like Jiang Che? That meant gaining daughters.
"Son, we actually came here to pressure you about something else."
A mischievous, almost meddlesome smile crept onto Jiang Yunli’s face.
"Pressure me?" Jiang Che raised an eyebrow.
"Yes! Look at all the lovely girls in this house. When are you going to give your dad and me a grandchild? We’re very open-minded—boy or girl, we don’t care, as long as it’s a baby. I’m not getting any younger, and seeing all the other ladies with their grandchildren... well, it’s making me antsy!"
She rubbed her hands together eagerly, like a fly preparing for a feast.
Not getting any younger...
Jiang Che gave his mother a deadpan look. Appearance-wise, Jiang Yunli didn’t look a day over 27 or 28—despite being nearly 40—thanks to her skincare regimen and the anti-aging elixir he’d provided.
And here he was, not even 20 yet, skipping the marriage talk entirely and jumping straight to babies?
Even as a villain, he couldn’t escape the parental pressure.
"Uh..."
Jiang Che began sweating bullets. Sure, he had plenty of women around him, but he always used dual-cultivation techniques, which converted any... potential offspring into pure energy. The chances of pregnancy were zero.
If he hadn’t used those techniques—or any protection—he’d probably have a small army of kids by now, each already working on their second sibling.
"Did you hear me? You’d better get moving, son. Mianmian here seems like a great candidate. Sure, she’s got albinism, but we’re an ancient martial arts family—we’ll train the baby from birth to strengthen their body..."
Jiang Yunli pulled Su Mianmian over.
Su Mianmian froze. She was a catgirl!
Sure, she’d taken human form, but who knew if there was still a species barrier? What if she gave birth to a litter of kittens with tails? That’d be horrifying.
"J-Jiang... sis, I-I don’t think I’m cut out for this," Su Mianmian stammered, waving her hands in protest.
"I can! I can have a baby!"
Bai Jie, standing nearby, eagerly raised her hand like an overzealous student desperate to answer the teacher’s question.
She was the only one who’d say something like that.
Most of the girls were too shy to discuss such things in front of their future mother-in-law. But Bai Jie? The word "shy" didn’t exist in her vocabulary—not after she’d reverse-seduced Jiang Che in the first place.
Jiang Yunli’s eyes sparkled.
Oh? Who’s this brave soldier?
"You’re... from the Bai family? Perfect!" She nudged Jiang Che’s arm.
"See? She’s willing to have your baby!~"
"Mom..." Jiang Che sighed, shooting Bai Jie an exasperated look.
This girl... always finding new ways to cause trouble.
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