Sugar Mama Got a Male Celebrity Pregnant [Female A Male O] [ChatGPT Translation]

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The day before New Year's. Emperor Xing lifted the temporary travel restrictions, and the most excited upon hearing this news should be Wen Jue. The young man was downstairs early, tying a ribbon. He was wearing a school uniform with a small suit and small trousers because he received a gift with a red ribbon for the New Year. "Fulaini, help me, I can't fry this egg roll properly." Qilai handed the spatula to Fulaini in an orderly manner and started to play with his juicer. Fulaini got promoted and has already taken over the position of the steward. In the morning, the necessary supplies were originally being inventoried, but Qilai grabbed them to make a bento. Fulaini tied on an apron to save the egg roll that was in a sorry state in front of her. "In the morning, Auntie can prepare a bento for you." Why go to such lengths, it's just that she couldn't bear to disturb the young man's enthusiasm.

Furenai was not confident in her cooking skills, so she added another layer of egg mixture.

Qilai squeezed the strawberry and pineapple juice and poured it into an exquisite glass bottle.

She pursed her lips and said, "You don't understand, making your own bento shows true sincerity."

The young man's white and tender neck hung lightly, revealing the gland that belonged to omega characteristics.

Furenai smoothed out the final layer, finished rolling the egg roll, and placed it on a plate.

"Then what about me. . . ?"

The young man blushed, and Furenai had already placed the rolled egg in the cute bento box in front of the young man, showing a gentle smile.

"Don't worry, you made this yourself."

The young man's newly differentiated omega personality was not very stable, and his immature and innocent appearance was still worth teasing.

As Quail was about to tie the red silk ribbon on the lunchbox lid, a voice came from outside.

"Fulaini."

The gatekeeper's servant walked in, first saluting Quail, then whispered to Fulaini, "There is a lady who wishes to see the Marquis."

After saying this, Quail waved his hand in acknowledgment.

"Fulaini! I'm off to school now!"

Carrying the lunchbox, the young man walked out of the kitchen.

In the hall stood a sharp-eyed beta lady with glasses, carrying a briefcase. She was not very restrained as she opened her own notebook, the sound of the pen tip clicking.

The beta lady, nearing fifty, raised her head, her sleepy eyes slightly dazed.

"Hello." Her expression seemed profound, especially when her gaze fell on Quail's youthful face.

The young man showed a respectful smile, then politely bowed: "Hello." Just a glance, the beta lady suddenly said, "Please wait. . ." The small lunch box in Qilai's hand shook on the edge of his pants. The young man turned his head, his face gradually showing a resemblance, especially those eyes, many years ago that young man also had such a simple look. "Hmm? What's wrong, madam?" Qilai blinked, slightly tilting his head with a hint of confusion. Beta lady slowly approached, the notebook in her hand closing lightly. Her lips were pale, her amber eyes seemed to see an old friend, such strong emotions gradually spreading on the face of this middle-aged woman. "Excuse me. . . do you know. . . He Suo Anliang?"

The clear and innocent eyes of Qi Lai blinked lightly and nodded.

"An Liang is my father."

"Do you know him?"