After I Became Famous, the CEO Wants Remarriage
Chapter 321: The Little Girl is Pregnant, You Have to Take Responsibility

Chapter 321: Chapter 321: The Little Girl is Pregnant, You Have to Take Responsibility

Ning Yichu was completely baffled. "??"

"The moment we left the hospital, that person began targeting us."

The first thought that crossed Ning Yichu’s mind was: Li Lingyang has caught up to them!

But in the next moment, she forced herself to calm down. It shouldn’t have been that fast...

Besides, if he had really left Imperial City, Fan Yuke would’ve notified her, right?

The mother and son exchanged glances, their eyes flickering with a mutual understanding as a plan took shape in their minds.

No matter what, they had to ferret out this person first!

...

Imperial City, in front of the Mu Family old mansion.

"Who are you talking to on the phone?"

Mu Bailang’s peach-blossom eyes glimmered darkly as he saw Fan Yuke approaching from not far away. He asked casually.

Fan Yuke, who was fully aware of the relationship between Mu Bailang and Li Lingyang, wasn’t willing to reveal even an extra syllable.

"This is my personal business. Do I have to report it to you as well? That’s not in the contract, is it?"

Mu Bailang curled his lips into a wicked smile. "Don’t think that just because you won’t say it, I don’t know. It’s Xiao Chuchu, right?"

Fan Yuke purposely exaggerated her expression, nodding forcefully. "Bingo, you’re absolutely brilliant! You guessed it?"

"..."

Mu Bailang felt as though he had punched a heap of cotton, a blow that landed without impact.

Forget it. Old Li had already dashed off to another country, so even without his help, they should be able to find them...

"When we go inside, don’t speak recklessly."

Fan Yuke switched faces instantly, intimately looping her arm through the man’s and flashing a dazzling smile. "Alright, darling."

This, this was professionalism!

Mu Bailang’s cold and captivating gaze shifted slightly. He curled the corner of his lips, silent yet impressed. Tch, an actress indeed.

Inside the Mu Family’s old mansion dining room, an unfamiliar face occupied the scene, seated grim-faced at the head of the two-meter-long table.

This person was expensively dressed, bearing an imposing presence that screamed wealth and privilege.

The atmosphere in the room mirrored the dreary weather of the day: oppressive, heavy, suffocating.

Mu Bailang’s gaze briefly swept across the room, and when it landed on Father Mu’s face, the habitual laziness of his handsome features took on a chilling edge of hatred.

Father Mu’s sinister gaze flitted across the two, his expression ready to imprint the words "displeased" onto his face.

He truly couldn’t comprehend what Mu Bailang was thinking—bringing an actress into their family?

Their Old Mu Family’s reputation was practically reduced to ashes because of this rebellious son!

"Bailang, Yuke, you’re finally here. Sit, sit, sit."

Old Mrs. Mu, recognizing the tension was about to erupt, stepped in decisively to break the stalemate—after all, they were family.

Mu Bailang’s expression softened slightly.

Fan Yuke had already planned ahead—she thought that attending this family banquet alongside Mu Bailang was her chance to shine, a golden opportunity to impress so much that he might give her a raise!

But then...

The first thing she saw upon arrival was a middle-aged man who practically radiated hostility like a god of death...

When he glared at her, she felt like he wanted to skin her alive. Fan Yuke puffed out her cheeks and quickly decided—better to be careful with her words and actions. After all, between money and her life, her survival took precedence.

Thus, Fan Yuke sat upright, politely greeting everyone, before promptly pretending to be invisible.

"Now that Yuke is attending a family gathering for the very first time, Bailang, why don’t you introduce her to everyone properly?"

Old Mrs. Mu made her suggestion, and Mu Bailang reluctantly complied, guiding Fan Yuke around and introducing her to the relatives.

But when it was Father Mu’s turn, he outright skipped him and continued introducing the next person...

There wasn’t anyone else in Imperial City bold enough to act like this!

Father Mu was practically shaking with rage. He viciously slammed the table, causing the air to tremble along with it. "You ungrateful brat, do you even recognize me as your father?!"

"What, have I not made that clear enough?"

Mu Bailang leaned lazily against his chair, looking up at him with narrowed eyes practically dripping with sarcasm.

Father Mu’s complexion turned ashen, his chest heaving up and down furiously. "Mu Bailang! I know you’ve resented me for years, but resentment is one thing—how can you joke about your marriage by choosing this kind of woman just to spite me?"

Fan Yuke kept her head down, trying to play the role of a quail to decrease her presence, yet she still ended up being dragged into this. Her face instantly darkened.

What did he mean by "this kind of woman"?

And what exactly did "this kind" imply?

Mu Bailang sneered. "Fan Yuke is my wife—the Young Madam of the Mu Family. I suggest you choose your words more carefully."

Father Mu was even angrier now. "How am I not careful with my words? She is clearly—"

"Yuke," Old Mrs. Mu suddenly interjected, her face solemn, "why don’t you go check in the kitchen to see if the food is ready?"

Fan Yuke understood that Grandma Mu wanted to send her away, so she quickly complied with a cheery "Sure!" and left.

Honestly, the less she was around for family drama, the fewer insults she’d have to endure. Why bother sticking around?

The dining room’s tension remained palpable.

"The reason I asked you all to gather today was to have a proper family meeting and let Yuke meet her future father-in-law. But the moment you walk through the door, you immediately start arguing. Is everyone trying to drive me insane?" Old Mrs. Mu declared.

"Mom, everything I do is for the sake of the Mu Family’s reputation!"

Father Mu retorted discontentedly. "The Mu Family may not be considered a scholarly household, but in Imperial City, we are still regarded as a respected family. When did we stoop so low as to let an actress into our family? Do you know how much of a laughingstock this is?"

Even if he’d married someone from a middle-class family, the objections wouldn’t have been so intense...

Mu Bailang smirked coldly. "Speaking of laughingstocks, haven’t you made more than enough of one yourself back in the day? What difference does this make?"

In his younger years, Father Mu had been the regular star of every high-society scandal, hopping from one beauty to the next. He was no less trashy than Mu Bailang was now—not even marriage had curbed his behavior...

It was precisely because of this wild lifestyle that Mother Mu had died with lingering resentment!!

"You—" Father Mu, catching on to the meaning behind his words, stared wide-eyed at him, furious. "You unfilial son! How dare you speak to me like this? I am your father!"

"Father? Have you ever acted like one? What right do you have to play the elder card with me now?"

If not for Grandma Mu’s sake, he wouldn’t even want to sit at the same table.

"Both of you, shut your mouths and stop talking!"

Old Mrs. Mu couldn’t bear to watch anymore, cutting off their argument with a stern voice.

"I understand your dissatisfaction with Yuke’s family background and profession, but isn’t marriage supposed to be about a person’s character? I’ve observed Yuke long enough to say she’s a genuinely good girl. Furthermore, she’s pregnant now—do you really have the heart to let her and her child wander homeless?"

Mu Bailang’s previously indifferent expression underwent a dramatic change upon hearing her last sentence.

His entire body stiffened as if struck by lightning, his eyes wide with shock and disbelief.

Pregnant?

Fan Yuke was pregnant?!

Could it have been... that time?

They had both been drinking then; given the situation, they hadn’t used any precautions!

But if this was so critical, why hadn’t Fan Yuke told him?!

Father Mu was equally stunned, speechless.

It made much more sense now—that woman had managed to enter their household...

But a child alone didn’t mean everything—those socialite heiresses could give birth just as well. Why should the Mu Family’s eldest grandchild come from an actress’s womb?