Chapter 465: Is Shotgun Marriage Acceptable?
The marriage operation plan of the Mei-You-Yuan trio underwent multiple revisions before settling on a shotgun wedding strategy as its foundation. All three would simultaneously work on preparing their parents psychologically before D-day arrived.
The key lay in synchronized pregnancies. If all three could conceive simultaneously, their parents would be forced into a dilemma, creating compromise conditions for the triad arrangement.
Should the pregnancies fail to align, Mei Fang would be branded an adulterous scumbag who cheated during his wife's pregnancy—a scandal that would instantly destroy his reputation.
The plan's earliest prototype involved a 2-year rotation system—marrying one partner, having a child, divorcing, then repeating the process with another. But considering wedding preparations and childcare demands—plus the inevitable familial backlash if the triad continued secretly—they agreed partial transparency was necessary before gradually withdrawing from public life: retiring from music, halting AI development, quitting game production to focus on domestic tranquility.
Thus, beyond diligent baby-making efforts, only one task remained for the trio—
Among immediate family members, there were six parents plus Mei Fang's younger sister, maternal grandparents, and Xia Yuan's grandmother. Parental approval mattered most.
Over two years, they'd been subtly hinting at the arrangement. Xiang Xiaoxia—most attentive to her son's affairs—stood just one layer of window paper away from full awareness.
But piercing that paper wouldn't be easy…
Mei Fang awoke from nightmares of being chased by fathers-in-law Xia Xun and Lin Guochuan wielding knives. Staring blankly at the ceiling, he burrowed into Xia Yuan's embrace, kneading her softness for comfort.
"Shhh… bad dream?… Don't fear… Mommy's here."
"Don't you want to hear what I dreamed?"
"I do… but later…yawn… five more minutes… >m<"
As Xia Yuan drowsily entangled him, bathroom sounds announced Lin Youxi's emergence—wearing only a white button-down, coughing slightly. Mei Fang extracted himself to fetch her water, cautiously probing:
"Positive?"
Lin Youxi shook her head, showing the single-line pregnancy test.
"Don't stress… It's still early, right?"
"Ovulation window's closing."
She gulped water before adding clinically, "The doctor confirmed my uterine coldness reduces fertility. We must maximize attempts."
"Just harder, not impossible. Yuan hasn't conceived either. You think it's that easy to score first try?"
Mei Fang embraced her. "We're young with modern medicine. If needed, we'll consult specialists—"
His comfort speech halted when Lin Youxi suddenly gripped his crotch, whispering against his ear:
"Another… ranked match?"
Her half-lidded smile promised danger. "If you've got stamina… best of three?"
"Three?! We duo-queued all night!"
"But…"
Her voice dipped into melancholy, faux tears glistening. "Time… is running out…"
"You mean this month's ovulation window?"
Even as he deadpanned, Mei Fang instinctively interlaced fingers with hers—just as Xia Yuan sat up rubbing her eyes.
"Seriously?… Again?!"
Mei Fang promptly pulled her into the cuddle pile.
Their hundredth-floor penthouse overlooked Lanshan District—a hermitage where work occupied minimal hours. Gaming, gym sessions, movies, cooking with rotating dish duties, communal baths, and entangled sleep filled their languid days.
Yet even paradise bred restlessness.
That morning, a bedheaded Xia Yuan emerged to find Mei Fang lifting weights while Lin Youxi cooked breakfast. After gulping milk, she perched on a stool:
"Ah Fang… Let's go out today?"
"You? Volunteering to leave?"
Wiping sweat, he eyed her curiously. "Where to?"
"Just walking… Home's feeling stuffy." She scratched her head. "Since quitting the band, it's like we've aged prematurely!"
The now-dormantMemories of Summerband had scattered—Peng Xue signed under Yuan-Xia Music, Liu Xiaoyu and Xiang Bingbing returned to studio work. Only Xia Yuan remained idle.
Pregnancy prep meant limited screen time—just occasional gaming or movies. Boredom was inevitable.
"Too humid now, but we could drive to the beach at dusk," Lin Youxi suggested while plating food. "That's enough reps. Shower for breakfast."
As Mei Fang obeyed, Xia Yuan chirped, "I'll eat first!" and helped set the table.
For pregnancy safety, their cats had been temporarily relocated—a decision that still pained Xia Yuan.
"Wonder if Da Ju misses us…"
"Cats only care about clean litter boxes," Lin Youxi stated while pouring more milk.
"But Xiao Bai loved cuddling me!"
"Xiao Bai preferred Ah Fang—always leaping into his arms."
"Only because he bribed her with treats! I'm impartial—a true balancing master!"
Xia Yuan bit into Lin Youxi's sandwich, then abruptly set it down, face twisting.
"Bad?" Lin Youxi frowned. "I used your favorite ingredients."
"No… drank milk too fast. Feels queasy."
Lin Youxi's eyes gleamed. "Pregnant?"
"Wrong cycle timing! And morning sickness starts around eight weeks anyway."
"Usually…"
As they ate, Xia Yuan mused, "How will you break the news to your family?"
"Mom's desperate for grandchildren. I already told her via video—I'll have Ah Fang's baby without marriage."
"Just outright said it?! Bold!"
"She supports my choices." Lin Youxi nibbled eggs. "She suspected anyway after seeing us cohabitate."
"And… your dad?"
"He asked if I still loved Ah Fang. I said yes—relationship unchanged."
"That's basically admitting you still… do it! He didn't react?!"
"No. My life, my decisions."
Xia Yuan groaned. "Wish my family was this understanding."
"Have they opposed?"
"Not yet… I keep brainstorming how to hint at triad life. Mom says she trusts my choices, but the reality might shock her." She shuddered. "Dad's worse—he'd probably prefer me single forever than 'share' you."
"Or dating me exclusively—so he can keep spoiling you."
"Ew! I'm an adult!"
"Yet you call Ah Fang 'Daddy' during—"
"SHUT UP!"
Blushing, Xia Yuan conceded, "Though Dad has chilled lately—barely initiates calls now."
"After you kept saying 'I'm busy'? He's heartbroken."
"True… And Mom probably warned him after I complained." She suddenly gasped. "Speaking of Mom—how does she keep getting younger? People think we're sisters!"
Their chatter paused when Mei Fang returned, toweling his hair.
"What's so funny?"
"Mom's eternal youth."
"Ah, Teacher Yu—I mean, Mom Yu—"
"NO!" Xia Yuan slammed the table. "You can't call her 'Mom'!"
"Why not?"
"Not before OR after marriage." She crossed arms. "You only get three moms: yours, me, and Youxi."
"???"
Mei Fang scratched his head. "Then what do I—"
"Keep calling her 'Teacher Yu.'"
Lin Youxi smirked. "Yuan's jealous you'll fall for her mom."
"RIDICULOUS!"
Mei Fang clutched his chest dramatically. "No third sun in heaven, no third ruler in a kingdom! My heart belongs solely to Princess Yuan and Princess Youxi—heavens bear witness!"
"Enough sweet talk! Eat! Then yoga—Youxi, join us?"
"Youxi already finished her routine… Slept in much?"
"WHAT?!"
At dusk, the disguised trio drove to Pengcheng Bay.
"Sea breeze feels amazing!"
Barefoot Xia Yuan frolicked ahead while Mei Fang and Lin Youxi trailed quietly, savoring the peace.
"Why smiling?" Mei Fang tucked windblown hair behind Lin Youxi's ear.
"Just… this happiness feels surreal."
"Isn't this normal couple life?"
"Is it?"
She gazed up. "In some parallel worlds, achieving this might require unimaginable sacrifices… Like this beach trip—maybe we'd lack even this privilege there."
"Then we'll cherish it properly."
Mei Fang sighed skyward before vowing, "I'll make you happy forever."
"And I, you."
Hand in hand, they mirrored each other's posture—until Xia Yuan suddenly crouched ahead.
Both sprinted toward her.