How long did I sleep?

“I’ve seen many doctors in seven days, but none of them can do anything.” Zhou Sijue smoothed Chu Yunmu’s hair that was hanging over his forehead, picked up a glass of warm water from the bedside table and handed it to him. “What would you like to eat?”

“Zhou Sijue, let’s talk.” Chu Yunmu took a sip of water. “Help me save my mother. You can name your terms.”

"I just went to the hospital yesterday, and the doctor said my aunt is fine..."

“Your father won’t let her get away with this.” Chu Yunmu grabbed Zhou Sijue’s hand, her eyes red-rimmed. “Chu Sheng won’t let her get away with this either.”

"What happened? What did Chu Sheng do?"

Zhou Sijue lowered her eyes to hide the smugness in them, but pretended to be very nervous.

Chu Yunmu briefly recounted his experiences after returning home, but concealed the fact that Yu Zhen had come to find him. He also explained that the necklace was simply a gift that Zhang Rou had prepared for him.

"That beast! I really want to beat him to death!" Zhou Sijue hugged Chu Yunmu with heartache and comforted her, "It's okay, I'm here. I'll find a way to help Auntie."

"Thanks."

Chu Yunmu took the initiative to hug Zhou Sijue back, raised her head and kissed his lips.

Although Zhou Sijue was somewhat surprised, she still held the back of his head and deepened the kiss.

After a long while, Chu Yunmu, slightly out of breath, leaned on his shoulder and softly said, "Let's get married."

"What?"

Zhou Sijue looked at Chu Yunmu in disbelief. Was he hallucinating?

“Let’s get married. You helped me save my mother. I have nothing to repay you with.” Chu Yunmu raised her eyes and looked at Zhou Sijue. “You’re right. It’s too dangerous outside. There are many bad people.”

"Chu Sheng is a beast!"

He knew that the plan had succeeded, and Chu Yunmu had lost her last support. In despair, she could only rely on him.

Zhou Sijue felt like a pie had fallen from the sky and landed on his face—how to put it? An unreal sense of happiness.

"Zhou Sijue, let's get married."

"Are you serious?" Zhou Sijue gently ruffled Chu Yunmu's hair. "I hope you'll think it over carefully and not make a decision on a whim..."

While Zhou Sijue outwardly comforted Chu Yunmu, he was already smugly pleased with himself. Although Chu Yunmu was confused, he was still bound by morality. The more generous he was, the more guilty Chu Yunmu would feel and the more dependent he would become.

Some people are stubborn and unyielding, but they can be bound by morality and a sense of responsibility. Chu Yunmu is like a kite; he can fly very high, but the guilt, sense of responsibility, and morality that he can't let go of are the threads that bind the kite.

As long as the thread is still in his hands, what does it matter where Chu Yunmu goes? He himself is a person with very low morals, which is equivalent to having no morals at all, and he will never give in because of guilt.

"I...I've made up my mind." Chu Yunmu lowered his eyes. Zhou Sijue helped him save people, so he gave himself to Zhou Sijue. Isn't that fair?

"But I'm an Alpha, I can't have children with you..."

“My family doesn’t have an imperial throne to inherit. We just have that pile of broken stones. Whoever wants them can have them. Besides, Siyun will get married eventually. We can give her that pile of broken stones and then travel around with the money. Wouldn’t that be wonderful?” Zhou Sijue laughed and picked up a strand of blue hair and played with it in her hand. “We can just enjoy our time together. We don’t need a third person.”

"You can find another Omega, I won't mind."

“But I hope you mind.” Zhou Sijue kissed Chu Yunmu’s cheek. “Actually, I really want to see you jealous of me.”

Only when you truly like someone will you hate everyone else around that person. He hated the people surrounding Chu Yunmu, especially Yu Wei.

I'm a little hungry.

"I'll go get you something to eat." Zhou Sijue pinched Chu Yunmu's cheek and coaxed her gently, "Wait for me to come back."

Chu Yunmu nodded and watched Zhou Sijue leave.

Yu Wei left, and they could never be together again. Since that was the case, it didn't matter who she was with.

He didn't want to ask the chairman for help either; he wasn't sure how close the two were, and he didn't trust him.

The only person he can trust now is Zhou Sijue. Although Zhou Sijue is unpredictable, he is generally quite good to him.

However, I'm sorry, Zhou Sijue. I don't like him at all, but I occupy the position of his partner under the guise of repaying a debt of gratitude.

Chu Yunmu stayed at Zhou Sijue's villa for a few days, watching him busily choosing a date, picking out invitations, buying clothes, finding a wedding planning company, and still having to find time to handle work. He wished there were forty-eight hours in a day so he could work non-stop.

"It's late, I'll watch it tomorrow."

Chu Yunmu placed the coffee on Zhou Sijue's desk and took the documents from his hand, putting them away neatly.

"Okay, I'll check again tomorrow."

Zhou Sijue stretched, picked up his coffee and drank it all, earning a glare from Chu Yunmu.

"You're about to rest, why are you drinking coffee?"

"I've had too much to drink. I'm immune to caffeine now." Zhou Sijue patted his leg, and Chu Yunmu sat on his lap, resting her head in his chest.

Zhou Sijue was very satisfied; the medicine was effective, and he had to give it a ten-star rating.

"We've set the date for the end of October, when the weather will be just right, perfect for a wedding," Zhou Sijue said excitedly. "We have red and platinum invitations, which one do you prefer?"

"Platinum, please."

“Okay.” Zhou Sijue took out her notebook and wrote it down. “What about the flowers for the wedding? Red roses or pink roses? Lilies are fine too.”

"Red roses, beautiful."

Chu Yunmu yawned and rubbed against Zhou Sijue's shoulder.

“Okay, then let’s use red roses.” Zhou Sijue picked up Chu Yunmu and carried her to the bedroom. “I’ll use red roses as beautiful as you.”

"You're talking nonsense again," Chu Yunmu said with a light scolding. "I'm not a flower."

"I'm not talking nonsense. You're much more beautiful than a red rose." Zhou Sijue placed him on the bed and gently kissed his cheek. "Otherwise, why would I always be so worried about you?"

"Si...Sijue, don't touch there..."

Chu Yunmu let out a soft hum, tickling Zhou Sijue's heart like a cat. How could Zhou Sijue resist? The horn of attack had been sounded; if he didn't do something, wouldn't he be letting himself down?

"She's such a vixen."

Zhou Sijue pinched Chu Yunmu's cheek and carried the unconscious person toward the bathroom.

If Chu Sheng hadn't stabbed Chu Yunmu in the back, causing him to completely lose trust in the outside world, medicine alone probably wouldn't have been so effective, at least not enough to make Chu Yunmu as obedient as he is now.