According to typical novel plots, this is most likely –

A! Pregnancy! Story!

Old Lady Xing clearly disliked him but insisted on Xing Lixuan marrying him. If he could bear a child, then it all makes sense.

No way! Seriously?

Yu Antong was taken aback by his own speculation. He and Xing Lixuan indulged in adult pleasures almost daily without any precautions.

In novels, overbearing CEOs always hit the mark. There might already be a little one growing inside him.

"Impossible, impossible. He recalls that this book didn't have a 'male pregnancy' tag."

"Without the 'male pregnancy' tag, it's not a male pregnancy story."

"Even though the author of this book has inconsistent logic, inconsistent character settings, and even abandoned the plot at the end, he believes..."

"Damn it! Believes what?!"

Yu Antong's anxiety grew; he couldn’t trust such a shoddy author!

Xing Lixuan noticed the panic on Yu Antong's face and said, "Forget it, if you don't want to talk..."

"No," Yu Antong grasped his warm, dry hand, "Do you think I could get pregnant?"

Xing Lixuan didn't expect Yu Antong to dodge the question with such nonsense. He chuckled, "Well then, have a baby for me and let's see."

"No, it's just..." Yu Antong knew Xing Lixuan wouldn't believe him. He even found his own concerns ludicrous. "Forget it. If you don’t believe it, that's fine."

Before sleeping, Yu Antong remembered he hadn't decided on a name for his store. He nudged Xing Lixuan, "Honey, what would be a good name for my store?"

Xing Lixuan, leaning against the headboard reading, spared a moment to reply, "What kind of name are you thinking?"

Yu Antong considered, "Something Chinese-styled, high-end, and grand."

Xing Lixuan casually suggested, "Yi Pin Ju."

Yu Antong made a face, "That's so clichéd. Go out and see, eight out of ten restaurants have this name. No, it needs to be unique."

Xing Lixuan closed his book, settling down for sleep, "Then think of it yourself."

Yu Antong grumbled and kept Xing Lixuan awake with his fuss.

Xing Lixuan turned and pinned him, "If you don't want to sleep, let's do something else."

"You're so annoying," Yu Antong half-heartedly complained, yet a moment later, he was admiring Xing Lixuan's firm abs, touching them as he drooled, "Honey, I need to start working out tomorrow."

Xing Lixuan kissed him, "You're perfect as you are now."

A slender waist, layered with a thin sheen of muscles, supple yet strong.

Yu Antong, "Not abs. I want to tone my butt, make it perkier."

Xing Lixuan's breathing grew heavier, "I'll be the death of you."

Just when Xing Lixuan was about to make a move, Yu Antong suddenly pushed him away, "Not tonight."

Xing Lixuan, fully aroused and halted by Yu Antong's sudden refusal, veins popping on his forehead, "What's the matter?"

Yu Antong shifted a bit, "You're not wearing protection."

Through gritted teeth, Xing Lixuan, puzzled by this sudden change, retorted, "When have we ever used that?"

Yu Antong frowned with concern, "What if I get pregnant? What would we do?"

Who knows if this world has that melodramatic twist of men being able to conceive?

"Yu Antong!" Xing Lixuan was exasperated, "How much longer are you going to joke about this?"

If Yu Antong could actually conceive, he would've already with their previous encounters.

"I haven’t!" Yu Antong pouted in frustration, he just wanted to be intimate.

Knowing it was bad to flee from intimacy, Yu Antong offered, "What if I use my hand to help you?"

Xing Lixuan, having lost the mood due to his antics, said, "Shut up and sleep."

Yu Antong didn't dare provoke him further and obediently closed his eyes. Despite his efforts, he found sleep elusive and only drifted off in the wee hours.

Yu Antong was walking on the street and saw a bustling restaurant with no vacant seats. Curious, he approached to take a closer look.

As he entered, a waiter exclaimed, "Boss, you're here! We've been swamped today; there are too many customers."

Wasn't this his restaurant? But wasn't it still under renovation?

Yu Antong headed to the kitchen to help out when he suddenly felt a tug at his leg.

Looking down, he saw a toddler clinging to him. When the child noticed him watching, he broke into a giggle, calling out, "Papa, Papa."

Which customer brought their kid to the kitchen? It wasn’t a place for children.

Yu Antong bent down and asked, "Whose child are you? Where are your parents?"

The kitchen staff looked at him and said, "Boss, what nonsense are you spouting? This is your son!"

Yu Antong panicked, "No, no, that's not possible..."

Despite his frantic explanations, no one believed him, and the little boy started to cry.

"Yu Antong, wake up."

Yu Antong jolted awake, realizing it had been a dream.

Xing Lixuan, noticing he was awake, asked, "Did you have a nightmare?"

Yu Antong shook his head, staying silent.

It was already dawn. With classes in the morning, the two had breakfast, and Xing Lixuan drove Yu Antong to the campus.

After Xing Lixuan's car left, Yu Antong didn't head into the school. Instead, he walked to a pharmacy nearby.

"Can I have a pregnancy test, please?"

In the restroom stall of the school's academic building, Yu Antong followed the instructions to use a pregnancy test stick.

Holding his breath, he anxiously awaited the result.

"Please, Buddha, Jesus, Almighty Author, Goddess of Mercy... Oh wait, forget the Goddess of Mercy."

Yu Antong held his breath, silently praying to every deity he could think of.

After five minutes, the test stick displayed a single line.

Yu Antong exhaled deeply, relieved.

It seemed he had frightened himself unnecessarily. Since he and Xing Lixuan were intimate almost daily and there was no pregnancy, this was enough proof that it's impossible for him to conceive.

He could continue to live carefree!

That evening, Xing Lixuan took Yu Antong back to the old mansion.

The mansion was a traditional Chinese courtyard home with a large yard, and to the east, a rose garden. Unfortunately, the blossoms had faded, leaving behind a few scattered buds.

As Yu Antong looked around, he commented to Xing Lixuan, "Husband, you've never given me flowers."

"Be patient," Xing Lixuan advised him, "My grandmother isn't well. If she says anything that upsets you, just pretend you didn't hear it. Don't provoke her."

Yu Antong bristled at this, stopping in his tracks and yanking his hand away from Xing Lixuan's grip. "Why should I turn a deaf ear? If she's unwell, must I always yield to her? Why should I suffer this?"

Xing Lixuan reasoned, "I don't want you to suffer. Consider it a favor for me. Whatever you want, I'll buy it for you."

"You promised to stand by me and not change your mind." Yu Antong, still upset, tried to leave. "Let go of me. I want to go back."

"Lixuan and Antong are back," Xing's mother, having noticed them from a window, came outside.

"Mother," Xing Lixuan called out, hugging Yu Antong, and whispered, "I promise to support you. Let's go inside, she's watching."

"That's better," Yu Antong shot him a glare, but immediately put on a cooperative smile and greeted, "Mother."

Perhaps it was his imagination, but when Yu Antong entered the house, he felt the gaze of Xing's father first land on his stomach.

He felt a twinge of unease but quickly dismissed it. Surely, he was just being overly sensitive because of his recent concerns.

He had just taken a pregnancy test that morning, proving he couldn't possibly be pregnant!

Xing's father, wearing glasses, seemed gentle-mannered. It was puzzling how he had a son with such a dominant presence like Xing Lixuan.

Xing's father lacked the knack for business. He held a nominal vice-president position in the company. The family business had skipped a generation, landing in Xing Lixuan's hands.

Noticing the absence of his grandmother, Xing Lixuan asked, "Dad, where's grandma?"

Xing's father replied, "The old lady said she was tired in the afternoon. She's still sleeping upstairs."

Xing's mother beckoned Yu Antong to sit. She wanted to engage in conversation but struggled to find a suitable topic. After all, this "daughter-in-law" was a young man, and typical conversations suited for young brides didn't apply.

Yu Antong felt a touch awkward just as the nanny approached to ask if he could handle spicy food.

"Yes, I can." The aroma of food wafted from the nanny, Yu Antong took a delicate sniff and remarked, "I smell cola chicken wings. I love those!"

Mrs. Xing chuckled, "You have quite the nose! Knowing you two were coming over, I specifically asked Li Xuan about your favorite dishes."

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"Thank you, Mom." Yu Antong thought, relieved to find a topic. He smiled warmly, "Mom, what do you like to eat? I can cook for you someday."

"We have a maid at home, there's no need for you to cook," Mrs. Xing responded, "Sadly, I can't indulge much. My stomach doesn't tolerate spicy food, even though I've been craving something flavorful these past days."

Mr. Xing couldn't help but tease, "Isn't that because of the diet you insisted on? You've ruined a perfectly good stomach."

Mrs. Xing playfully chided him, "In front of the children, could you at least save me some face?"

It was evident that the couple shared a deep bond. Yu Antong felt a pang of envy and suggested, "Let me make a dish for you, flavorful yet gentle on the stomach."

"Oh dear, I was just saying. It's really not necessary..."

Mrs. Xing tried to stop him but was interrupted by Xing Lixuan, "Mom, let him go."

Xing Lixuan also headed into the kitchen.

Mr. and Mrs. Xing exchanged glances.

It was indeed a rarity. When had they ever seen their son cook?

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