The news of Li Ya's sudden pregnancy also caused significant emotional turmoil for Qin Chuan.
Having lived two lives, this was the first time their Boss Qin experienced fatherhood.
How to describe that feeling?
It was a pleasant surprise!
It was like suddenly winning the lottery, and then, after the initial shock subsided, a sense of responsibility suddenly emerged, a heavy burden, because he had to be responsible for the life growing inside her.
It was a continuation of his bloodline, the upholding of his lineage.
Throughout history, procreation had always been a major human endeavor. Whether it was a boy or a girl, having offspring made everything feel completely different.
However, looking at Li Ya by his side, Qin Chuan found himself in a predicament!
What was the problem? Naturally, it was due to the many romantic debts he, a scumbag, had accumulated.
Li Ya's sudden pregnancy, even without her explicitly stating it, had made it clear by finding him and informing him of the situation – she needed him to take responsibility.
Qin Chuan felt this responsibility was his to bear without question. His affection and love for Li Ya were exactly the same as for Yang Zimo; his heart was perfectly balanced.
But could he achieve this, and what about Li Ya and Yang Zimo?
No woman was so selfless as to give up the man she loved. This was not an ancient feudal society where men could have multiple wives and concubines.
Li Ya was now pregnant, equivalent to an ancient concubine suddenly obtaining a powerful decree, coming to force a confrontation and telling the scumbag to sort things out.
Could Qin Chuan give up Yang Zimo for Li Ya?
The answer was, of course, no.
Before he and Yang Zimo had truly crossed that line, neither could let go. Much less now, after they had just broken through that barrier and were in a phase of intense affection.
Although Qin Chuan was a scumbag, he was responsible towards every woman. He was absolutely not the type of garbage who would just disappear after a fling.
He could give his women everything except an undivided heart.
That night, Qin Chuan stayed by Li Ya's side, taking care of her gently and attentively. Even when they slept together, Qin Chuan suppressed his desires and did not indulge in his usual rough activities.
Only occasional moments of absentmindedness betrayed his inner turmoil.
Li Ya, with her sharp perception, had long noticed this, but she was also very wise and did not ask any questions.
She even knew that Qin Chuan and Yang Zimo had been together intimately during her absence, deeply engrossed in each other.
The next day, Qin Chuan was awake by six o'clock.
He had tossed and turned all night, unable to sleep well. Even when he did fall asleep, he was plagued by dreams.
In his dreams, he saw Li Ya aborting the child, waking up in a cold sweat, and Yang Zimo breaking up with him, never wanting to see him again.
To Qin Chuan's surprise, Li Ya also opened her eyes early. Her flickering gaze was fixed on him.
"Sister, I need to go to the futures trading market later. It opens at seven. I'll be busy for at most two hours, and I'll come back to be with you after I'm done!" Qin Chuan told Li Ya directly, with nothing to hide.
Unexpectedly, Li Ya's eyes widened upon hearing this. "Futures trading? Xiao Chuan, why are you going there? You're not going to tell me you're also playing with futures, are you?"
"Yes, I've been playing with futures recently!" Qin Chuan replied. He immediately seized on the key word "also" in Li Ya's question. "Did you just say 'also'? Are you also playing with futures recently?"
Li Ya nodded. "Yes, I'm playing with a friend."
"Don't forget, my major was finance. Futures and stock knowledge are my specialty."
Qin Chuan suddenly realized, he had almost forgotten this fact. Li Ya's dream was to become a fund manager. Funds were closely related to stocks and futures; they were practically in the same category.
"How come I didn't know you understood futures? When did you start?" Li Ya suddenly asked curiously.
"Just recently. I rarely play these things and don't have the time."
"It's best for non-professionals to stay away from this kind of thing. It's too risky. It's fine to dabble a little occasionally, just for entertainment, but absolutely no large capital investment, understand?" Li Ya cautioned from a professional's perspective.
Qin Chuan felt inexplicably guilty and nodded with a smile, "Mm-hmm, I'm just playing for fun, passing the time, nothing big!"
Li Ya didn't suspect anything and asked again, "Which futures trading hall are you at?"
"Dongfang. And you?"
"I'm at Xingchen. We're actually not far apart, only about half an hour's drive."
"I have a good friend playing with me. We became sisters when we were studying abroad."
Chatting and laughing, they finished their morning routines, had breakfast, and left the hotel.
During the drive, Qin Chuan wanted to take Li Ya to Xingchen, but Li Ya politely declined, asking to be dropped off near the Summer Palace, as her car was still parked there.
Upon arriving, Li Ya got out, gave Qin Chuan a brief hug, and left without any extra words.
It was precisely Li Ya's considerate and generous demeanor that tormented Qin Chuan's heart.
"Damn it, what should I do about this!" Qin Chuan angrily kicked a pebble on the ground, then gathered his spirits and headed to the futures hall.
By the time he arrived, it was already past seven, and the market had long since opened.
However, on the way, Qin Chuan had already received a call from his trader, informing him that the market had plunged 2% at the opening and their accounts were making a fortune!
Yesterday, the market had plummeted by 3.5%, yielding over 68 million in net profit. Today, right at the open, they had already gained nearly 20 million. This speed of making money could not be described as merely terrifying.
Qin Chuan sat in his chair, smiling as he sipped his tea, thinking to himself, "What is this? The market's plunge has only just begun. The rougher the seas, the more valuable the fish!"
He was now fully invested. Every day, the money he earned would become principal, which would then be reinvested the next day, like a snowball rolling downhill, getting bigger and bigger. The real big profits were yet to come.
After sitting there for about an hour, Qin Chuan left. There was no need to watch the market further today; it was bound to plummet.
Based on his memory, the NASDAQ index was indeed on a downward spiral. Every rebound was just an opportunity for the retail investors to escape, and he would simply reap the benefits.
Leaving the trading hall, Qin Chuan drove straight to Xingchen.
Upon arriving at the Xingchen trading hall, it was a bustling scene, like a marketplace. It was filled with retail investors, their eyes bloodshot, staring intently at the large LCD screen on the wall. Some shouted with excitement when they made money, while others sighed in dejection when they lost. It was a true portrayal of all retail investor characteristics.
However, Qin Chuan did not see Li Ya. He assumed she must be in the VIP room or a private booth.
He took out his phone and called Li Ya. Upon learning that Qin Chuan had come to Xingchen, Li Ya immediately rushed out.
"Whoa, my dear ancestor, slow down!" Qin Chuan's heart leaped into his throat, his face turning pale, as he saw Li Ya "deng deng deng" running down from the second floor. You really don't consider yourself pregnant!
Li Ya's appearance attracted a multitude of eager gazes in the trading hall.
It was no wonder, as Li Ya, this exceptional mature woman, was stunningly beautiful. Even in her thick clothing, her hot and sexy figure was evident. Many people subconsciously swallowed, their faces filled with avarice.
When they saw Li Ya affectionately holding a young man's arm and walking upstairs, these people reluctantly withdrew their gazes, filled with envy and jealousy.
As expected, Li Ya was indeed in the VIP room, which had a decent environment, equipped with sofas, a coffee table, and a simple lounge area.
In the VIP room, Ding Ling was intently staring at the computer screen. Hearing the door open, she instinctively turned her head and saw Li Ya standing before her, her face beaming with happiness, her arm linked with a young man's.
Ding Ling stood up. She knew this must be Li Ya's boyfriend, but the face seemed so familiar.
"Ding Ling, let me introduce you. This is my boyfriend, Qin Chuan!"
"Qin Chuan, this is Ding Ling, my good friend I told you about." Li Ya introduced them with a smile.
"Qin Chuan? You're Qin Chuan, the founder of Mi MP3?" Ding Ling's eyes widened in shock.