The Destiny Villainess Wants Me To Work!

Chapter 222: Pregnant?!

"Shen family...?"

Seeing the genuine confusion on Su Mo’s face, which her keen eyes could tell wasn’t faked. Yang Qingyun was taken aback.

’Was I mistaken?’

She crossed her arms and stared at him sharply.

"Who exactly is your master?"

"And what is his origin?"

Fortunately, Su Mo had already prepared this excuse long ago.

"My master was an extremely mysterious person."

His tone instantly deepened and became emotional again.

"He once told me he came from a very distant place."

"A place filled with danger and adversity."

"A place ordinary people could never reach in their lifetimes."

Yang Qingyun’s expression gradually became serious.

"What was his name?"

"Master Dakshay." Su Mo sighed softly.

"Everything I am today exists because of him."

"Master Dakshay..." Yang Qingyun repeated the name slowly. "A dangerous distant place..."

Her beautiful brow furrowed slightly. Then suddenly, her expression subtly changed.

’Could it really be that place...?’

Meanwhile, Su Mo continued seriously:

"After I completed my final trial... My master disappeared. Along with the mountains where I spent twenty years of my life."

His expression became lonely and melancholic.

"When I opened my eyes again..."

"I was already standing in Jiangnan City."

"Fortunately, Miss Yang found me in time."

"Otherwise, without money or identification, I probably wouldn’t even have had a place to stay."

Yang Qingyun silently listened.

However, the more she listened, the richer her imagination became.

A dangerous, hidden land.

A mysterious master.

Mountains disappearing instantly.

Spatial ability? Domain ability? Or some illusion technique?

Every possibility sounded increasingly terrifying.

Meanwhile, Yang Qingyun unconsciously looked toward Su Mo with greater vigilance.

This young man’s background was far more dangerous than she initially imagined.

Still, one thing continued to bother her.

"Even if Qingxi helped you slightly..." Yang Qingyun narrowed her eyes. "That favour alone shouldn’t be enough for a cultivator to remain beside her this long."

Before Su Mo could continue performing, another voice suddenly interrupted.

"Mom."

Yang Qingxi stepped forward calmly.

"Stop pressuring Su Mo."

"I was the one who approached him first. He never had ulterior motives."

At this moment, Yang Qingxi genuinely felt a headache forming.

Trying to explain logically was impossible. Unless they reveal everything about the system, which in itself sounds nonsensical.

Also, Su Mo, this bastard’s excuse, already sounded so unbelievable. There’s no way her mother would believe any of that... right?

Unfortunately, even with her assurance. Yang Qingyun remained unconvinced.

"That still doesn’t answer my question."

The corner of her lips twitched faintly after seeing her usually cold daughter actively defending a man.

Interesting. Very interesting.

Then her gaze sharpened slightly.

"Why would an extraordinary person willingly follow you?"

"Don’t tell me it’s because of your charm or money."

Yang Qingyun spoke with complete confidence.

"Those meaningless worldly things can’t bind cultivators."

Yang Qingxi immediately fell silent.

Her expression became extremely complicated.

’Mom...’

’You’re overestimating him too much.’

Because the truth was, this extraordinary cultivator genuinely got tricked back home using a check worth one million.

And even now, he occasionally still brought it up proudly.

Unfortunately, Yang Qingyun would never believe something that ridiculous. Hell, if she didn’t know Su Mo. Even she wouldn’t have believed it.

Thus, Yang Qingxi finally decided to reveal her trump card.

"Mom."

Her expression gradually became serious.

"There’s actually something important I wanted to tell you, too."

Yang Qingyun blinked slightly.

"What is it?"

However, after seeing Yang Qingxi’s unusually solemn face, Yang Qingyun suddenly froze.

Then slowly, her eyes widened.

Her gaze unconsciously drifted downward toward Yang Qingxi’s abdomen.

"...Don’t tell me..."

Her voice became strange.

"You’re pregnant?!"

"???"

Both Su Mo and Yang Qingxi froze completely.

How the heck did she arrive at that conclusion?!

Meanwhile, Yang Qingyun’s expression rapidly transformed.

From shock. Disbelief.

Then—

Unexpected joy.

"Although..." she coughed lightly. "I wouldn’t mind grandchildren."

"Still..." Her expression became conflicted. "Isn’t this slightly too early?"

"Can’t you at least wait until marriage first?"

Even though she spoke those words, the delighted grin on her face looked extremely genuine.

Su Mo stared blankly.

[Is something wrong with Madam Yang’s brain?]

[One moment, she’s suspicious and interrogating us seriously.]

[The next moment, she’s already imagining grandchildren.]

[What kind of terrifying thought process is this?!]

At this moment, he suddenly understood why Yang Qingxi occasionally behaved strangely.

Genetics truly were powerful.

Meanwhile, Yang Qingxi’s face instantly darkened.

A trace of embarrassed redness even appeared on her cheeks.

Then she exploded.

"STOP MAKING RANDOM ASSUMPTIONS!"

"I’M NOT PREGNANT!"

Her furious voice echoed throughout the hall. Even some maids on another floor heard it and felt disappointed.

"...Really?"

Yang Qingyun was even more disappointed than them.

"Yes, really!"

Yang Qingxi’s chest rose and fell angrily.

"What exactly is going on inside your head?!"

Her blood pressure genuinely felt like it was skyrocketing.

Meanwhile, Li Mei quietly hugged a pillow nearby while watching the family drama excitedly.

This was better than watching television shows.

Finally, Yang Qingxi took a deep breath and coldly said:

"What I wanted to tell you..."

"...is that I’m also a cultivator."

The next moment, she lightly tapped the floor.

Rumble—

Under Yang Qingyun’s shocked gaze, the marble floor suddenly rose upward.

Stone rapidly condensed and reshaped itself.

Within seconds, a two-meter-tall, faceless marble golem appeared inside the living hall.

Its round head tilted slightly. Then, it waved politely.

"...."

The hall became silent.

Meanwhile, Su Mo’s eyes immediately lit up.

[Oh?]

[This is Miss Yang’s new technique?]

He observed the golem curiously.

Honestly, this technique looked pretty interesting.

Definitely not some ordinary D-Rank.

Maybe even a C-Rank.

The thought of controlling giant stone puppets instantly interested Su Mo.

[Playing with golems actually sounds fun.]

[Maybe I should learn it from her later.]

Still, now clearly wasn’t the time to think about these things.

Because the mother-daughter drama was becoming increasingly entertaining.

Yang Qingyun remained completely stunned. Her expression continuously changed.

From shock. Confusion. Disbelief. Pride.

Then confusion again.

"I never expected..." she muttered blankly. "My daughter... actually possessed cultivator talent."

"What stage are you at?"