Chapter 19: Lv Qingqi’s Godmother
Lu Family Villa, Bedroom.
“Ahh! Pervert, pervert!” Lu Qingqi shrieked, clutching a 2D anime pillow and pummeling it, venting his fury. “I thought Liu Wangjiang was just a smug jerk stealing girlfriends, all prim and proper, but a sadist? A lawless one?”
“God, so unfair! How’s this creep better-looking, smarter, taller?”
His outburst spent, he touched his cheek—scorching, like it’d been boiled. [Mental Domination] released.
He’d recently cracked it: [Mental Domination] worked on others and himself. Like when he made his “hosted” self cook three dishes and a soup.
The restless urge in his mind dulled. The craving for that intense bliss lingered but no longer burned, the thrill of being humiliated by his rival fading.
“I nearly lost it. Masochist mode is wild,” he muttered, patting his chest, shaken.
He’d almost wanted to be Liu Wangjiang’s dog.
His phone rang. Panicked, he grabbed it. “Hello, who’s this?”
Silence for two seconds, then a confused female voice. “Who’re you? Isn’t this my godson’s number?”
“Godson?” Lu Qingqi froze, then glanced down at his chest—still female. His voice, too soft. He touched his smooth neck, face darkening.
Damn!
Too caught up in masochist panic, he forgot to revert from “Xiao Yan”!
Activating [Gender Swap], a tingle swept through him. His lines sharpened, voice cleared. Clearing his throat, he faked calm. “Godmother, it’s me, Lu Qingqi. My girlfriend grabbed the phone earlier.”
“Oh, Xiao Luzi,” the voice teased knowingly. “Your godfather and I are flying back to Nanbo City. Pick us up.”
“On it, Godmother!”
Lu Qingqi sped to the airport, staking out a visible spot.
Soon, a striking couple emerged. The man, in tailored clothes, exuded mature confidence; the woman, in an elegant dress with flawless makeup, moved with refined grace.
He waved. “Godmother, over here!”
They smiled, approaching swiftly.
After pleasantries, they piled into the car. Lu Qingqi started the engine, glancing at the lady in the passenger seat. “Godmother, how long you staying this time?”
She pinched his cheek fondly, sighing. “Homesick after so long away. Planning a few months to rest… and check on Wangjiang.”
At Liu Wangjiang’s name, Lu Qingqi’s grip on the wheel tightened. He didn’t know much about Wangjiang’s recent years, but now he knew the guy was a sadist!
Time to snitch!
Just like when Wangjiang tried stealing Yuki—he’d ratted to Liu’s mom.
His godmother? Liu Wangjiang’s mother.
Unlike Wangjiang’s aloofness toward his parents, Lu Qingqi was tight with them, especially his godmother, who’d claimed him as her godson.
Pausing, he said, “Godmother, about my birthday party… I had a female friend…” He spun the tale, tweaking details, painting Wangjiang as a depraved sadist and “Xiao Yan” as an innocent lotus, with a dash of exaggeration.
Success. Mother Liu frowned. “Wangjiang’s changed so much? Don’t worry, Xiao Luzi, I’ll talk to him.”
She poked his cheek, feeling its warmth. “Xiao Luzi, your skin’s amazing—smooth, fair. Been sneaking supplements?”
He laughed it off. “Nah, just instant oatmeal for breakfast.”
A glint sparked in Mother Liu’s eyes, like she’d spotted a gem. Half-joking, half-serious, she said, “Xiao Luzi, you’re so fair and tender. If you were a girl, you’d be perfect for Wangjiang. I’d treasure you.”
Lu Qingqi choked, forehead twitching, grip tightening. “Godmother, come on! You know Wangjiang and I clash.”
“I’m a guy with a girlfriend. Even if I did turn female, I’d never go for his type!”
“We’re oil and water. He’s my top love rival!”
“No big deal,” she said breezily. “If your personalities don’t mesh, just mold yourself to what Wangjiang likes. That’s how I won your godfather.”
She turned to Father Liu in the back, her smile softening, cheeks cradling pink hearts in her eyes. “Right, Siwei?”
Father Liu’s eyes held helpless affection. He ruffled her hair gently. “Yes, you’re so obedient~”
In the rearview mirror, Lu Qingqi caught their vibe—not a mutual couple, but… owner and pet?
The thought hit him like a jolt.