Chapter 33 Secretary's Birthday Gift

The car was shaking so fast that Jian Yuheng's eyesight became dull and he almost fell asleep on the street.

Really... If I don't keep an eye on Song Ruochen for a while, he will start to make trouble.

I should have stayed to listen to the play.

"Second Master." Assistant Gong, who was good at observing people's expressions, noticed the calm madness on his boss's face and asked, "Do you need to drive faster?"

Jian Yuheng: “No need.”

If you drive too slowly and get blocked, it's called a wobbly car.

If you drive too fast and get blocked, it means your brain is shaking and the plasma wall is separating and throwing away the barrel.

"Drive slowly." Jian Yuheng said, "Pay attention to my physical and mental safety."

Assistant Gong: “?”

-

In the city theater, Song Ruochen was concentrating on watching a play.

The stage of this musical is quite large. He was so busy watching the stage that he could not pay attention to the lyrics, so he had to go back to watch it from time to time.

【Smart grapes, make good use of reverse blocking. 】

The ticket was bought by Chen Wu, and the seat was in the first row. Song Ruochen turned around and found that Dazao was sitting upright, as if he was attending class.

"Madam." Song Ruochen lowered his voice, "Listening to a play is to relax, there is no need to be so nervous."

Maybe he noticed that the two of them were talking, so Uncle Jian Shi gave him a look that said "you don't understand".

"Madam, let me ask you," Song Ruochen said softly, "If you are so careful in everything, will he not make things difficult for you?"

Yan Ci: “0.0.”

Yan Ci: "It seems to be still difficult."

"That's right." Song Ruochen said, "Since he's going to make things difficult for you anyway, you might as well have flaws all over your body so that he can't make things difficult for you."

Yan Ci: “…”

"But, Little Grape, uncle is the elder." Yan Ci hesitated.

"Those who are highly respected and virtuous are called elders, while those who rely on their age and seniority to direct others can only be called Lao Deng," said Song Ruochen.

Dazao started to sit in an untidy manner, and Song Ruochen also leaned back comfortably in the chair.

This drama is quite good. It tells the love story of a pair of enemies AO. There are several nice singing segments in the middle. After listening to it once, I can sing it by heart.

The performance ended and everyone left in an orderly manner. Yan Ci grabbed Song Ruochen's sleeve and followed the crowd.

"Little Grape, are you in heat?" Yan Ci asked, "This pheromone barrier ring you have is a basic one. I have a lot of new and nice ones. Let me find them for you."

Song Ruochen: “?”

"There are so many varieties of this?" He bought the cheapest one directly at the drugstore.

"This is also part of the outfit!" Yan Ci said, "I have a white bandage style and a cool black leather style, both are suitable for you."

"Is there any luminous one?" Song Ruochen's eyes lit up.

"...No." Yan Ci said, "Little Grape, you have a good sense of beauty."

"Just walk." The uncle's voice came from behind, "Don't whisper, Yanci, pay attention."

"Is your uncle's courtesy only evident in his slow speech?" Song Ruochen said.

Uncle: "...Secretary Song should also pay attention."

"Mr. Jian, you're joking." Song Ruochen said, "You haven't paid me yet, so why are you asking for more?"

Uncle: “…”

"Secretary Song," Jian Shi said, "I can't control you, but Yan Ci is married into the Jian family, and his every word and action will be watched by the outside world. I am doing this for his own good."

"Oh, so you really think that restricting and suppressing her at every step is for the good of your wife." Song Ruochen said, "It seems that your head is growing on your neck just to make you taller."

Uncle: "Fuck me..."

"Mrs. Chen." Song Ruochen turned to look at the protagonist's grandmother. "My uncle scolded people in public. He has no manners. Who dares to follow the etiquette he set?"

"Jian Shi." Chen Wu smiled at Song Ruochen, then turned to look at his good-for-nothing eldest son, "Don't always pick on the younger generation."

Jian Shi: “…”

Frustrated.

In the past, he would just scold Yan Ci casually, but Yan Ci was a gentle person and did not resist or complain.

He was gradually marginalized in Xiaoshi Group, and the sense of accomplishment that he could not find in the company was gradually compensated by Yan Ci. But I don't know when Secretary Song, who was always cold and a little out of touch with the world, started to protect Yan Ci?

【It will take 20 minutes for the coin purse to be credited to your account.】

[Dates dropped a 5-minute retracement sand coin for you. ]

"This coin is not easy to use." Song Ruochen looked at his palm.

There is a shopping street near the theater. From a distance, Song Ruochen could smell the fragrance coming from the popcorn shop.

Yan Ci: "Chenchen, it's still early, come to my house, I'll get it for you..."

The place where Song Ruochen was standing was empty.

A dozen meters away, at the door of the popcorn shop, there was Song Ruochen looking at the menu.

"Yan Ci, go buy some too." Chen Wu said, "You kids all like sweet snacks."

Chen Wu was in a rare cheerful mood and bought popcorn for the two omegas and his useless eldest son.

"I'll give you my strawberry flavor." Yan Ci handed over the paper bag, "Isn't the hairy monster giving it to you?"

Song Ruochen: “…”

It's hard to keep balance.

His fingertips moved slightly, and the sand coin in his hand accidentally flew away.

The sparkling sand coin drew a parabola in the air and fell into the popcorn in the uncle's hand.

Song Ruochen: "Hey..."

Jian Shi was hungry, so he opened the bag, poured some popcorn into his mouth, and then chewed -

"Shit." Uncle Jian was furious after chewing the original corn kernels, "My teeth!"

"What's wrong with you?!" Chen Wu asked angrily, "Where are your etiquette?"

Song Ruochen: “…”

Song Ruochen felt guilty and his eyes moved.

-

At ten o'clock in the evening, after Jian Feng and Jian Yuheng finished playing golf, Assistant Gong drove the car to the outside of Jian Feng's residence.

"Brother, come up and sit for a while?" Jian Feng invited, "It seems like you haven't come to my house since I got married?"

"That's fine." Jian Yuheng had his own considerations. "It just so happens that I'm working on a project with Hao Chi recently, and I want to talk to you about it again."

The two of them walked into the yard one after the other, and Jian Feng opened the door—

The table in the living room was littered with various snacks. Song Ruochen was sitting on the sofa with his head down, and Yan Ci was putting a lavender collar around his neck.

"You're back?" Song Ruochen said, "Please sit down, both of you."

Jian Yuheng: “…”

Become the master?

Jian Feng picked up a few snack bags, opened the cupboard, and took out a few new snacks: "Secretary Song, would you like some yogurt? There are some new ones in the refrigerator."

"I just gave it to Chenchen." Yan Ci said as he tightened the collar in his hand.

"It's a bit strangling." Song Ruochen said, "It's like wearing a sweater backwards. It's killing me."

"...Then go to my room and I'll adjust it for you." Yan Ci said, "This one looks the best."

Yan Ci put two jellies into Song Ruochen's pocket and took him away.

The living room was reserved for the two alphas who had just returned.

"Brother, sit down first." Jian Feng said, "I'll go make some tea."

Jian Yuheng nodded and sat down in the seat where Song Ruochen had just sat.

The lavender collar suits the secretary's skin tone very well and looks better than the standard one Song Ruochen wears. However, if Jian Yuheng were to choose, he thinks a pink gauze one would also look better...

Shut up!

Free? Help your omega pick a barrier collar.

There seemed to be a faint smell of grapes in the air, but judging from his brother's reaction, he obviously didn't think there was anything unusual.

Is my nose broken? Jian Yuheng wondered.

Or is he obsessed with the taste of grapes?

"Brother, have some fruit plate." Jian Feng brought the food over.

Jian Yuheng was lost in thought. He picked up the fruit plate with a smile.

Jian Feng: “…”

In the bedroom, Yan Ci found a nice-looking bag and stuffed all the small collars from his own inventory into it.

"I still have a lot of beautiful barrier stickers." Yan Ci rummaged through the boxes and cabinets, "I'll find them for you. Some of them have particularly beautiful craftsmanship."

"Damn." Song Ruochen asked, "After you inject the inhibitor during your estrus period, how long will it take for it to work?"

"One month." Yan Ci said, "But I haven't used it for a long time."

【Date has a husband.】

【After all, this is the ABO world, so a bite is best. 】

"Inhibitors are only temporary, so use them sparingly." Yan Ci said meaningfully, "Otherwise, there will always be a time when you won't be able to suppress it."

"Moreover, the inhibitor takes effect at different times for people with different physiques." Yan Ci said, "It is said that omegas with genetic diseases will gradually become immunosuppressive. This kind of omega seems to need an alpha with a very high matching degree and super strong physical strength!"

Song Ruochen: “…”

Me, me?

Unexpectedly, it was not the inhibitor that failed, but himself?

"Found it." Yan Ci said, "This is a limited edition, super beautiful, I'll give you more."

"Madam," Song Ruochen said, "put less stuff in. I only have one neck."

"Try this one!" Yan Ci pulled out another one, "This one looks so good."

Jian Yuheng drank three cups of cold tea in the living room. As the clock struck twelve o'clock in the evening, Jian Feng fell asleep on the sofa and passed out. The bedroom door opened.

"Secretary Song, please come and play again next time." Yan Ci said.

"Sister-in-law, go and have a rest." Jian Yuheng said, "Secretary Song and I will go back."

Yan Ci: “0.0*”

Jian Yuheng: “…”

Jian Yuheng closed the door, Jian Feng rubbed his eyes and sat up.

"Have Secretary Song and your brother gone back?" he asked.

Yan Ci: "Let's go back together!"

Jian Feng: "It's not going the right way. We should go our separate ways."

Yan Ci: "Together 0.0..."

Outside the door, Jian Yuheng glanced at Song Ruochen. In just a short while, Song Ruochen had changed his collar again. It was now light pink with tassels.

Maybe purple is more suitable for grapes? Jian Yuheng pondered.

Yan Ci's aesthetic taste is only suitable for obedient grapes. Jian Yuheng thinks that dark purple may be more suitable for crazy grapes, and black skin is suitable for dark gold grapes.

Ha ha.

[Warning! The protagonist's top and bottom's emotional value dropped by 5 points. ]

Song Ruochen: “?”

ding dong.

Jian Yuheng: “……?”

He returned to the sofa.

What's wrong? Didn't have fun?

"Boss Jian." Song Ruochen gently woke up Jian Feng on the sofa with a thud, "I'm going home now. Remember to take good care of the lady tonight."

Jian Feng: “Okay.”

Song Ruochen left with peace of mind.

"What are the points for deduction?" Outside the door, Song Ruochen reviewed with the system, "The protagonist cannot sleep?"

【I don’t understand. 】

[I’m sleepy, let’s go back, there’s an Alpha boy band concert the day after tomorrow! ]

"Then let's go to Maoguai's classmates' reunion the day after tomorrow at noon, and then go to the concert." Song Ruochen arranged the itinerary.

Assistant Gong had gone back early, and only Jian Yuheng's car was left outside the hospital.

"Second Young Master," Song Ruochen said, "I'll help you drive."

Jian Yuheng: “…”

Just rub it, and say it in such a high-sounding way.

Jian Yuheng rolled his eyes and drove the car to the intersection near Song Ruochen's house.

"Go down." Jian Yuheng said coldly.

Song Ruochen: “?”

Get off here? It's still 500 meters away from home.

Song Ruochen tilted his head, as if...

"Second Young Master." Song Ruochen said, "I'm still thinking about Xiao Shi in my heart. If I unfortunately fall down on this road, how many times will Xiao Shi compensate me for my salary?"

Song Ruochen: "I want compensation for lost wages, mental damages, and medical expenses."

Jian Yuheng: “:)”

Sure enough, that's what happened.

I saw the grapes.

"There is no delayed labor fee." Jian Yuheng smiled and drove the car to the downstairs of Song Ruochen's house.

-

It was almost 12 o'clock in the evening when Song Ruochen got home. He took a shower, dried his hair, and rolled over on the bed. He didn't feel sleepy for the time being and could jump around for a while.

The system also became alert and chatted with him for a while.

"All of them." Song Ruochen asked, "Three years later, when we find that 0.5, how are we going to apologize to them?"

【Now you can think about the apology letter. 】

【Be prepared. 】

【0.5 will definitely forgive us. 】

"Okay." Song Ruochen sat up from the bed and opened an app.

[Corporate Animal]: Godfather!

[Leader]:

[Leader]: What is it?

[Corporate Animal]: Is there an apology letter template?

[Leader]: What’s wrong? Who do you want to apologize to?

[Corporate Animals]: It’s better to be prepared.

[Leader]:

[Corporate Animal]: Thank you, godfather.

[Leadership]: [Universal Apology Letter Template]

[Corporate Animal]：Great!

[Leader]: Go to bed early, don’t disturb me.

"Everything." Song Ruochen remembered something else, "Tomorrow is the second young master's birthday party. I hope my plan will satisfy him."

[Who dares to say that our Little Grape’s plan is not good! ]

"It is said that the villain Shanzha likes wood carving." Song Ruochen took out the wood, "I'll look at the tutorial and carve one for him."

This is a delicate job that requires success in one go, but Song Ruochen has a system and can do it slowly.

【Then let’s get started! 】

【But can’t you just buy a ready-made one? 】

"I don't want to spend money." Song Ruochen said.

Nearing 12 o'clock, Jian Yuheng stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window with a smile on his lips.

Another year passed, and he grew another year older. This year he returned to his country and took over the power of Xiao Shi again (not so rare now), and got to know a lot of new people, including a very funny and lively little psychopath.

The clock struck 12, and Jian Yuheng was one year older.

Jian Yuheng showed a mature smile: ":)"

He was originally older than the young secretary, and now he was one year older. In the future, he would not argue with Song Ruochen over trivial matters.

At most, you will be fined, not punished by standing in the hall.

ding dong.

Jian Yuheng: “…”

Lost a year.

Jian Yuheng waited quietly for growth, and soon the clock struck 12 again.

Grow up, become a mature adult.

It’s time for him to have his own omega. If Song Ruochen really likes him and really wants to be close to him, he has no choice but to think about it carefully...

ding dong.

Lost a year.

Jian Yuheng kept jumping around on the edge of his birthday, sometimes growing and sometimes regressing.

Jian Yuheng: “…”

Mature ass, I'm not mature anymore.