After Clinging to a Big Shot, the Pitiful Omega Got Pregnant - Chapter 21

Ji Xia’s eyes widened in shock when he heard that. If he put on the mermaid outfit and Xu Ancheng had feelings for it, wouldn’t that mean Xu Ancheng would pester him endlessly?!

Confused, Ji Xia asked the system:
“Xu Ancheng isn’t one of the scumbag gongs. Why is he also coming after me?”

“Host, Xu Ancheng has an obsession with mermaids. In the book, his obsession with Fu Su was because Fu Su satisfied his fantasy of a mermaid—he could not tolerate anyone else in his eyes. But now, you are the mermaid in his heart. Of course he’ll cling to you. In the book, Fu Su was imprisoned by him for two months. Host, you must be very careful.”

Ji Xia’s pupils trembled—he hadn’t expected to have stirred up such big trouble.

Judging from Xu Ancheng’s persistent gaze, if Ji Xia didn’t satisfy him tonight, there was no way he’d be able to leave.

Ji Xia froze for a moment, then quickly opened his phone’s call page to dial Mr. Fu while saying,
“President Xu, please don’t do this. I don’t like you.”

The call had just connected when a faint vibration buzzed nearby. At the same time, the system’s electronic voice broadcasted in his mind:

“Congratulations, Host. Big Boss Fu’s favorability +5.”

Following the vibration sound, Ji Xia looked over and met a pair of pitch-black eyes. Immediately after, that familiar deep, magnetic voice rang out:

“President Xu, Ji Xia has already made himself very clear. I hope you won’t continue to harass him.”

The Alpha’s tone wasn’t loud—restrained, polite, even a little casual.

But Xu Ancheng’s reaction was immense.

His face instantly turned deathly pale, his brown irises trembling violently, terror surging like a tidal wave, threatening to spill from his eyes.

His handsome features twisted in fear, and his body shook uncontrollably from stress response. When Fu Yuan stepped closer, Xu Ancheng instinctively retreated several steps.

Like a jackal encountering the true king of the jungle, his arrogant tail tucked tight between his legs, looking utterly pathetic.

Three handsome men together, especially with Fu Yuan’s overwhelming presence—immediately drew all surrounding attention. Someone even pulled out a phone to record.

But black-clad bodyguards swiftly stepped forward, demanding they put their phones away.

Xu Ancheng’s trembling voice betrayed the effort it took not to run:
“President Fu, I understand.”

Fu Yuan’s icy gaze locked onto him.
“Remember. There must not be a next time.”

Without even releasing his pheromones, the top Alpha had Xu Ancheng drenched in cold sweat, his back soaked through. What he had witnessed today made him fully realize how terrifying this man was. On top of that, his own family elders had pressured him not to offend the head of the Fu family.

His pursuit had been clearly rejected. If he continued pestering, there would be no good outcome.

And yet… gazing once more at the beautiful Omega bathed in moonlight, desire surged in his heart. Could he truly give up?!

Xu Ancheng had no answer for now, but one thing was certain: at this moment, he had no choice.

He respectfully answered, “Yes,” cast Ji Xia one last lingering glance, and turned to leave.

Ji Xia blinked at his fleeing figure, stunned. This Xu Ancheng was different from the one in his impressions. But he had no intention of probing deeper. After all, they probably wouldn’t cross paths again.

He turned back to Fu Yuan, eyes curving into a smile.
“Mr. Fu, why did you come?”

Fu Yuan replied, “Just got off work. Steward Xu asked me to pick you up. Shall we go back?”

Ji Xia nodded.
“Almost everything’s sold out. Just need to pack up and I’m done. We’ll settle the accounts tonight—I’ll share the profit with you.”

The two quickly packed their things into the trunk of the multi-million Maybach.

The car started up, gliding down neon-lit streets, through towering buildings and bustling crowds, heading home.

Ji Xia gazed at the passing scenery outside, feeling warm inside. Life was good now—he was very content. He stared dreamily for a while, then pulled out his phone, checking his WeChat Pay records to calculate today’s earnings.

He was wrestling with numbers when Fu Yuan suddenly asked:
“Why did Xu Ancheng want you to put on the mermaid costume for him?”

Startled, Ji Xia immediately lost track of his calculations.

Scratching his hair, he swiped the screen to start over while replying:
“He has a dream—to find his own mermaid. He makes the person he likes wear a mermaid costume, and if he feels something, he’ll pursue them.”

After a pause, Fu Yuan asked again:
“So you were going to wear it for him?”

Interrupted again, Ji Xia completely lost count, sighing as he started from the beginning. Focused on numbers, he shook his head absentmindedly:
“No. The system said the mermaid costume shouldn’t be shown to anyone other than Mr. Fu.”

Fu Yuan raised his brows slightly.
“The system?”

Ji Xia froze, realizing his slip. Covering his mouth quickly, he sneaked a glance at Mr. Fu, then darted his eyes away.
“No, no, you heard wrong.”

Fu Yuan didn’t press further, only saying:
“In that case, show me tonight. The mermaid costume.”

“…Huh?”

Ji Xia blinked, wide-eyed with surprise. Did Mr. Fu also like mermaids now?!

Fu Yuan turned to meet his gaze.
“Don’t want to?”

Ji Xia was still dazed, not knowing how to respond.

Fu Yuan continued, “I went out of my way tonight to pick you up. Shouldn’t you thank me?”

Ji Xia thought about it—it seemed right. He nodded.

“Then if I make a reasonable request for you to show gratitude, isn’t that fair?”

Ji Xia thought again—it seemed right too. He nodded.

“Then what’s the problem?”

“…None.”

“Then it’s settled.”

“…Mm.”

The car returned to silence. Light and shadow shifted around them in countless shapes, like subtle and unreadable thoughts.

Carefully, Ji Xia edged his body away, sneaking a glance at Mr. Fu. Confirming the Alpha wasn’t paying attention, he finally dared to whisper to the system in his mind:
“System, is it really okay if I wear the mermaid outfit for Mr. Fu? Will it make him angry like last time?”

“No, Host. The mermaid outfit is a proper costume. And in the rankings of most beloved outfits by capture targets, it places third. It’s something all men love.”

Relieved by the explanation, Ji Xia then heard the system add:
“For best effect, Host, I recommend putting on the mermaid outfit at the swimming pool.”

Ji Xia memorized the advice.

Back at the villa, he told Mr. Fu to meet him by the pool in twenty minutes, then slipped away.

Barefoot, Ji Xia sat at the pool’s edge, waiting for the outfit countdown.

He dangled his feet into the water, pale ankles stirring gentle ripples. When the system’s timer hit zero, his legs were wrapped in a shimmering blue fish tail.

The sensation was strange—his legs didn’t feel bound at all, as if they had truly become a tail.

Delighted, he playfully slapped the water with it, sending waves spreading across the pool.

Right on time, Fu Yuan stepped through the corridor.

Reaching the glass doors to the poolside lounge, he stopped in his tracks.

Tonight’s moon was bright and full, its silver light coating the dark pool with a transparent glow, as though the water itself was shining.

A mermaid sat at the pool’s edge. Long silver hair draped down to cover his bare upper body, pale skin faintly revealed.

His delicate features seemed sculpted by hand, his lively eyes shimmering like the sea, more enchanting under the moonlight’s touch.

A joyful smile graced his lips, and that silver fish tail splashed mischievously at the water, making the whole pool tremble.

The scene was breathtakingly unreal.

Fu Yuan’s gaze darkened.

He lifted a hand to push open the glass door—but paused. After a moment, he dropped his hand, turned on his heel, and began to leave.

Just then, Ji Xia, still gleefully splashing, heard the system’s sudden announcement:

“Congratulations, Host. Big Boss Fu’s favorability +10.”

He froze, immediately turning toward the glass doors.

But his movement was too fast. Still unused to his new tail, he lost balance and toppled into the pool with a splash.

Though he had a fish tail, the costume didn’t grant any new abilities. Ji Xia had been a non-swimmer before, and he remained one now. Other than thrashing his tail and flailing his arms, he was helpless.

Hearing the splash, Fu Yuan turned back—and in the next instant, he was in the water, cradling the little mermaid in his arms.

Ji Xia clung to the Alpha’s waist, gasping for air, long dark lashes dripping water as he blinked.

Once he calmed down, he whispered, “Thank you, Mr. Fu.”

Fu Yuan lowered his gaze.
“A mermaid who can’t swim—isn’t that rather useless?”

Ji Xia’s ears flushed scarlet, his cheeks burning.

He tilted his head back, those glassy blue eyes looking up with a trace of grievance.
“I’m only wearing the mermaid costume. I’m not a real mermaid.”

Fu Yuan stared down at him, silent.

Ji Xia felt the Alpha’s gaze too deep to read, dangerous somehow, yet not frightening.

They held each other’s eyes in silence. The air grew subtly strange—Ji Xia couldn’t explain how, but he didn’t dislike it.

Instead, he just felt oddly bashful.

His face grew hotter, his heartbeat pounding. His lashes trembled, he tried to look away, but kept sneaking glances back.

Every time he met Fu Yuan’s eyes, his cheeks seemed to burn hotter, until finally he had to avert his gaze again.

Slowly, Ji Xia realized Fu Yuan’s face was drawing closer.

Nervously, he gripped the Alpha’s clothes, an instinctive sense of anticipation flooding him—something was about to happen.

Following instinct, he slowly closed his eyes.