After Marrying the Top Alpha of a Wealthy Family, I Am Spoiled Rotten Chapter 61

Chapter 61

Lin Chuanwu leaned against the second floor. Downstairs, glasses clinked in a lively atmosphere, while upstairs, Zhu Ju and Xie Yan, each with their child, surrounded Wen Yan, discussing how to solve the issues that had arisen with the babies.

Wen Yan was dressed in an expensive suit, his black hair neatly combed, his face appearing snow-white and radiant under the light. His eyes curved as he listened intently to their conversation, occasionally rocking the sleeping Lin Yijing in his arms.

Zhu Ju suggested, "Let's take a photo."

"Sure," Xie Yan agreed.

They then sat beside Wen Yan, making peace signs at Zhu Ju's camera.

"Send me the photo. I want to post it on my social media," Xie Yan said. He was trying his hand at being a blogger recently. Although he had divorced Cheng Xiangyu, his marriage history with Cheng Xiangyu had attracted millions of followers. "Wen Yan, I'll only show Zhu Jie and my face, and I'll blur you and the kids."

"Just blur the kids," Wen Yan replied. "People probably won't recognize me."

"You're underestimating the netizens' abilities. They can definitely figure out who you are."

"But it doesn't matter if they know who you are. The netizens have a high opinion of you and Lin Chuanwu, and by extension, the Lin Corporation. Do you know why?"

"Why?"

"Because you're a beta, yet Lin Chuanwu still loves and values you greatly. Moreover, his family isn't as arrogant as the Cheng family. This proves that the Lin family isn't a bully, and netizens aren't fools. Of course, they have a good impression of such a company."

"Nowadays, many wealthy wives like to share their happy daily lives with their husbands on social media. What seems like casual sharing actually has a significant impact on their family's company stocks."

"Really?" Wen Yan wiped the drool from Lin Yijing's mouth, then glanced at the photo they had just taken. Zhu Ju and Xie Yan were smiling broadly, while he appeared more reserved, but the happiness of being in a honey pot was still evident.

Wen Yan thought for a moment, "No need to blur me. If it's as you say, I want the netizens who follow the Lin Corporation to know that Chuanwu treats me well, and his family treats him well too. I'm living happily."

"Great, I feel like this post, combined with the Lin Corporation's popularity, will definitely break a million likes," Xie Yan laughed.

"Come, let me take a solo picture of you and the baby," Zhu Ju said after editing the previous photo.

Just then, Lin Yijing woke up. As long as he woke up in Wen Yan's arms, he wouldn't cry. He wrinkled his nose and quietly lay in Wen Yan's embrace.

Wen Yan patted his fluffy little head, pressed his face against his, and they both faced the camera.

After the photo was taken, Wen Yan noticed Lin Chuanwu standing in the shadows.

"Chuanwu."

Zhu Ju and Xie Yan tactfully left immediately.

Lin Chuanwu walked over, took Lin Yijing into his arms, and looked at Wen Yan.

Wen Yan smiled, "Chuanwu, did something happen? Why are you looking at me like that?"

Lin Yijing didn't want to be held by Lin Chuanwu and squirmed in his arms.

"Nothing," Lin Chuanwu said, holding Lin Yijing tightly. "Grandpa is here. I'll take the baby down to see him."

"The baby has a weak immune system. Don't let unfamiliar people kiss him," Wen Yan reminded him worriedly.

"Okay, after Grandpa sees him, I'll have the nanny bring the baby back up."

"I might be entertaining guests until late. You don't have to wait for me. Just go to sleep with the baby."

"Don't drink too much," Wen Yan said softly.

Half an hour later, Sister Meizhi brought the baby back up.

Sister Meizhi gestured a few times.

"You can go rest. I'll feed him in a bit."

Sister Meizhi gestured a few more times, still worried.

"Really, it's fine."

Only then did Wang Meizhi leave.

The baby had been sleeping since the afternoon and hadn't been fed yet. As soon as Wen Yan held him, he immediately started nuzzling against Wen Yan's chest. Wen Yan couldn't help but laugh, "Don't worry, Mommy has plenty."

He then unbuttoned his suit and shirt, the scent of milk filling the air. His ears turned warm, and before he could feel embarrassed, Lin Yijing's little mouth had already latched on.

Like a little kitten.

Wen Yan looked at him helplessly.

After about ten minutes, Lin Yijing's little belly was full.

But he always wanted to keep eating even when he was full. Wen Yan had promised Lin Chuanwu, so he gently pried his mouth open, making him let go, and then brought over the pacifier.

Lin Yijing initially refused the pacifier, so Wen Yan had to rub it with his scent before Lin Yijing would accept it.

With the pacifier in his mouth, Lin Yijing's eyes soon grew heavy, and Wen Yan, exhausted from a day of intense socializing, closed his eyes and fell asleep with him.

When he woke up, the room was dim, and it was eerily quiet downstairs.

He heard shallow breathing and could vaguely make out a silent silhouette in the darkness.

"Chuanwu…" Wen Yan turned on the bedside lamp.

Lin Chuanwu's shirt was slightly open, a strand of hair falling over his eyes, making him look a bit tired.

Wen Yan sat beside him, "Why are you sitting here silently?"

Lin Chuanwu gazed at his face.

"You look tired."

"A little."

"Chuanwu, do you want to eat?" Wen Yan's face flushed.

Lin Chuanwu's Adam's apple bobbed as he lifted him onto his lap.

"I saved some for you."

Wen Yan pressed Lin Chuanwu's head against his chest.

A tingling current surged up his tailbone.

Wen Yan gently stroked his head, gathering his fallen hair back, revealing his handsome features.

"…You and Yijing are both my babies," Wen Yan murmured.

He soon felt something awaken.

Wen Yan trembled slightly.

After Lin Chuanwu finished eating.

"Chuanwu, do you want to do it?" Wen Yan asked, blushing.

Lin Chuanwu's breathing was heavy as he held him tightly, "Not tired?"

"I just took a nap."

"It's okay, if you don't want to, we can skip it," Wen Yan said softly.

But he soon felt the alpha's overwhelming desire.

"Chuanwu, safety measures," Wen Yan's breathing was erratic.

Lin Chuanwu paused.

"Otherwise, I'll get pregnant…" Wen Yan had always thought he wouldn't get pregnant, so he didn't care whether Lin Chuanwu took safety measures or not, but he had clearly underestimated Lin Chuanwu's reproductive ability.

"When Yijing turns one, we can skip it…" Wen Yan added.

Lin Chuanwu stared at him.

"Then you can let me get pregnant because I want to have another baby with you," Wen Yan said shyly.

"Okay." Lin Chuanwu's eyes suddenly turned red, but he quickly lowered his head.

"Help me."

"…"

"I want the one with barbs."

Wen Yan's face was burning hot.

After three months, his reproductive cavity was opened by Chuanwu again.

At first, it was very resistant, but recognizing it was Chuanwu, it became very enthusiastic.

It wanted to be fed something, but it never came.

Having gotten used to it, he actually felt a bit of disappointment.

Wen Yan lay on Lin Chuanwu's shoulder, resting while looking at the trash can filled with used condoms.

Tied up, each one was bulging.

So many…

Is it always this much?

No wonder he got pregnant…

Wen Yan hugged him tightly.

Lin Chuanwu carried him to wash up, and after they were done, Wen Yan held Lin Chuanwu in his arms like he did with Lin Yijing, kissing his eyes.

Lin Chuanwu's heart ached intensely, but he still said, "Tomorrow, I'll take you somewhere."

"Is it to see cherry blossoms? Then let's take Yijing too. We can try out the stroller Xie Yan gave us."

"Lin Yijing won't be going, just the two of us."

*

"Chuanwu, did something happen?"

Wen Yan stood by the car door as Lin Chuanwu draped a thick coat over him, zipping it up.

"I'll tell you when we get there." Lin Chuanwu opened the car door, supporting his arm to help him in. After Wen Yan got in, he followed, buckling Wen Yan's seatbelt and instructing the driver to start driving.

Throughout the journey, Lin Chuanwu held Wen Yan's hand tightly, making Wen Yan increasingly anxious. His life was happy and smooth now, except for Wen Shichun…

The police station's sign became clearer as the car stopped.

Lin Chuanwu didn't rush to get out. Instead, he cupped Wen Yan's face, pressing his forehead against his, and said hoarsely, "Wen Shichun has been found."

"But… what was found were his remains."

Lin Chuanwu's arm was suddenly gripped tightly. Wen Yan's eyes turned red, but no tears fell, and he couldn't speak.

Lin Chuanwu helped Wen Yan out of the car, where Zhao Yuzhi was waiting for them, standing next to a police officer.

"This is my dad's subordinate. He'll take us to see Wen Shichun's body."

Zhao Yuzhi's worried gaze fell on Wen Yan. Zhao Yuzhi always believed that whether a person was happy or not could be seen on their face. Yesterday, when Zhao Yuzhi saw Wen Yan, his complexion was rosy, and he was smiling even when no one was joking. But now, his face was paler than a ghost's.

"Let's go."

In the morgue, the police officer opened the storage compartment in a businesslike manner.

There wasn't even a complete human form, just a few pieces of white bone, with remnants of flesh not yet fully decomposed.

Wen Yan stared blankly, not feeling the sadness he had imagined. He just thought, how could this possibly be Wen Shichun?

"Did you make a mistake? Xiao Chun isn't like this."

Zhao Yuzhi said, "Here's the forensic report."

"Your brother has been deceased for a year, and the body was severely decomposed in the wild."

Wen Yan didn't look at the report, but Lin Chuanwu took it.

"Can I stay here alone for a while?"

"Of course."

"Chuanwu, can you leave too…?"

Lin Chuanwu's breath hitched, "Okay."

Outside the morgue.

Zhao Yuzhi lit a cigarette, "Actually, I think you shouldn't have told him the truth. Just let him think Wen Shichun is still missing."

"You just had a baby, and you two are in a good place. Why bring trouble upon yourselves?" Zhao Yuzhi offered him a cigarette, "If it was an accident, it would be one thing, but it was a suicide."

Lin Chuanwu didn't take it, letting out a small laugh.

"You think I didn't want to hide it?"

"How could I hide it?"

"For how long?"

"Being honest now is cruel, but once it's over, it's over. Wen Yan and I have no unresolved issues, but if I really hid it from him, when he finds out one day, I fear I'll end up like Cheng Xiangyu, with neither a child nor a wife."

"You have no idea how deep Wen Yan's feelings for Wen Shichun run. Sometimes it makes me feel like if I left him, or if I died, he wouldn't miss me as much as he does Wen Shichun."

Zhao Yuzhi sighed, "I think you're being paranoid again. Wen Yan treats you well enough. He's willing to have a child with you. What more do you want from him?"

"Marriage is something outsiders can't understand."

"Hello, I'm a relative of Wen Shichun. You notified me that my son's body has been found." The voice broke into sobs.

A middle-aged man in his forties walked down the corridor, his legs seemingly not in the best condition, supported by a simple woman.

Lin Chuanwu looked at them.

"Wen Yan's adoptive parents?"

"Wen Yan's stepfather."

They entered the morgue, and soon the man's heart-wrenching cries echoed.

Yet there was still no sound of Wen Yan crying.

Zhao Yuzhi sighed, "My dad once told me that the louder the family of the deceased cries, the easier it is for them to move on. It's the ones who stay silent that are dangerous."

"I think your happy days are temporarily over." Zhao Yuzhi patted Lin Chuanwu's shoulder, "I have things to attend to. Keep in touch."

Lin Chuanwu waited outside for three hours before Wen Yan and Wen Jingming came out.

They parted ways at the police station entrance.

"In a few days, I'll take Xiao Chun to be cremated. I don't plan to bury him. I'll just keep his ashes at home." Wen Jingming wiped his continuously flowing tears with his rough hands.

Wen Yan smiled and nodded.

Then Wen Jingming held Wen Yan's hand, "Xiao Yan, your brother's death isn't your fault. Live well, live well with your husband."

Wen Jingming took out a red envelope from his pocket, "Why didn't you tell me you had a baby? Your aunt only found out from the news. This is a red envelope for your child. Take it."

Wen Yan said, "Then I'll accept it on behalf of Yijing."

After they got in the car and left for a while, Wen Yan still stood there in a daze until Lin Chuanwu called him, and he snapped back to reality.

"Let's go home too," Wen Yan said softly.

In the car, Wen Yan kept his eyes down, not speaking.

Lin Chuanwu held him in his arms, cupping his face, his eyes slightly red.

"Why aren't you crying?" Lin Chuanwu asked hoarsely, "Would you feel better if you cried?"

Wen Yan forced a smile, "Actually, after so long without finding him, I had guessed that Xiao Chun was no longer around. If he had died right after he went missing two years ago, I would have been devastated, unable to accept it. But the two years of his disappearance gave me a buffer. I still feel very sad, but it's not the kind of sadness that makes it impossible to continue living."

"Chuanwu, don't worry about me. I just need some time to calm down."