Chapter 8 Questioning

Jian Yuheng, who was not fond of laughing by nature, retracted the smile on his face and clenched the diagnosis form in his pocket that confirmed he was a "poet".

"Yuheng." The protagonist greeted his younger brother, "Eat some food."

"Second Young Master isn't very hungry today." Assistant Gong said, "Just a quick taste will suffice."

Jian Yuheng nodded and took away a whole plate of egg yolk chicken wings.

Secretary Song, who was about to turn around the table, was stunned.

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There was the clinking sound of coins falling beside his ears. Song Ruochen picked up the chopsticks expressionlessly and picked up a piece of green leaf.

Damn villain, took all the egg yolk chicken wings.

What? Are you in a hurry to grow wings by using the shape to make up for the shape?

【Would you like to reply again? 】

"No need." Song Ruochen said, "There are less than two minutes left, so spend it sparingly."

At least today, he won't go back.

Although this system has some problems, it works well. He just went back to the previous level and corrected the ooc error, and the gang members stopped keeping an eye on him.

Not true.

Song Ruochen: “?”

Why did Jian Yuheng start staring at him?

Song Ruochen stared back calmly.

"Brother." Jian Yuheng put down his chopsticks and picked up the wine glass beside him. "We haven't seen each other for a long time because of studying abroad. I'll toast to you."

[Secretary, Secretary~ You need to help the boss block the drinking~ It’s time to establish your character. 】

The system makes a trilling sound.

"Second Young Master." Song Ruochen picked up the wine glass and took the initiative to invite him. "Boss Jian will be driving soon. I will drink with you on his behalf."

Jian Yuheng's gaze lingered on the omega's pale lips: "Okay."

Song Ruochen: "Gulp gulp."

Hey, the wine from this abo world is also delicious, sweet and with a very light taste.

The omega's lips stained with wine showed a beautiful color under the light. Jian Yuheng raised the corners of his mouth and raised his glass again.

He thought he had no evil intention to force the beautiful omega to drink, but he suddenly wanted to see Secretary Song drink a second glass.

"I was not very polite to my brother the day I returned to the company," Jian Yuheng said, "This cup is my apology."

Jian Feng was relieved: "No..."

"It's okay, brother." Song Ruochen raised his glass, "Drink."

Jian Yuheng: “:)”

Song Ruochen: "Gulp."

Delicious, will order again.

"The second young master was two minutes late for the dinner today, which was not very polite." Song Ruochen said, "You can buy another drink as compensation."

Jian Yuheng: “…”

Song Ruochen treated the wine as juice and drank half of it.

When he sat down, there were two more pieces of walnut cakes, a piece of osmanthus rice cake, a piece of chocolate cake and two small tomatoes on the snack plate in front of him.

Yan Ci didn't know when he had switched places with Jian Feng, and moved next to him as smoothly as a Candy Crush.

"Secretary Song, this wine is quite strong, don't drink it." Yan Ci said, "You should eat more. Your wrists are really thin."

Song Ruochen looked like this before he traveled through the book, and he didn't feel that he was thin. He suspected that he was often talked about after traveling through the book because he was contrasted by the tall and strong alphas in this world.

"But your waist-to-hip ratio is very good, and the meaty parts are well proportioned." Yan Ci lowered his voice, "Secretary Song is also pretty, and will definitely be liked by the alpha."

"No, I don't want an alpha." Song Ruochen said, "I want a two-day-on, five-day-off labor system."

Yan Ci: “…”

"Next week is the annual meeting of Xiaoshi Group." Jian Feng spoke at the dinner table, "The final plan takes into account the opinions of both Yuheng and I. We can start preparing for the annual meeting."

"Xiaoshi Group has many contracted anchors and creators." Jian Yuheng said, "It would be better to broadcast the annual meeting live so that all netizens can watch it."

"Secretary Song," Jian Feng said, "Go and do it."

Secretary Song was unable to move. The dinner had just ended and the protagonists had just left, and he watched helplessly as the only walnut cookies left on the plate turned into two, and then into four.

"Treasure plate?" Song Ruochen asked.

[You *%￥f*……are you drunk*%￥……zzz]

Jian Yuheng walked over step by step, holding his coat, and stopped beside Song Ruochen, his hawk-like eyes fixed on the omega.

He was not mistaken just now, that "strange thing" happened again, time went back and everything started over again.

But there is a variable in the scene.

The variable was sitting upright at the table, with two long-haired rabbit ears on his back, staring at the walnut cookies on the plate very seriously.

Assistant Gong went to move the car, and the people in the box had already left. Only Jian Yuheng and Secretary Song were left.

It's just right that we can catch the person and interrogate him.

Jian Yuheng raised his hand and pinched the omega's cheek, forcing Song Ruochen to look up and meet his gaze.

"Song Ruochen, was it you who pushed me into the swimming pool?" Jian Yuheng asked.

"The bad guy complained first!" Song Ruochen said, "You were the one who pushed me into the swimming pool."

"Don't play dumb." Jian Yuheng patted the omega's cheek. "And what about the company's elevator door? Are you playing tricks on me?"

"I'm afraid of ghosts." Song Ruochen said, "I don't play ghost games."

Jian Yuheng: “…”

"Song Ruochen, who am I?" Jian Yuheng asked.

"Paper man." Song Ruochen said.

Jian Yuheng: “…”

The air was filled with the aroma of wine. The omega's breathing rate was faster than usual, and his eyes became increasingly blurred.

The perfect little secretary is drunk.

"Second Master, the car is ready." Assistant Gong rushed in, "Shall I take you home?"

"Yes." Jian Yuheng nodded, and picked up the long-haired rabbit's ears beside him and lifted him up from the chair, "Take this one."

No matter how much you dislike each other on a daily basis, you cannot let a drunk omega wander around outside. This is common sense that everyone must have.

Assistant Gong watched in horror as his boss grabbed Secretary Song by the rabbit ears on the back of his clothes and pushed him into the car.

"You have come to this day." Assistant Gong grinned.

"If you speak any louder, I will not make sure you survive the day." Secretary Song said.

Gong Huo shrank his neck.

Song Ruochen: “Zzzzz.”

System: [Zzzzz]

"Address." Jian Yuheng asked, "Forget it, Assistant Gong, retrieve the company database information."

"Retrieved." Assistant Gong entered the name of the neighborhood on the smart map, "Secretary Song's address is Building 21, Yuzhu Courtyard."

"This guy is using our car again." Assistant Gong said, "We have to make him pay us for the gas tomorrow."

Just as Assistant Gong was about to step on the accelerator, the smart map spoke up—

"We have reached the destination, and stopped navigation."

Assistant Gong: “?”

Jian Yuheng: “.”

"Is this thing breaking down?" Assistant Gong typed it again.

"Starting navigation, 10 meters from destination, estimated driving time 2 seconds, walking time 10 seconds."

"Why doesn't he just book the dinner in his own living room?" Assistant Gong said.

Jian Yuheng was silent for a second, looked at the residential building next to the hotel, and his eyelids twitched.

"Wait for me here." Jian Yuheng said, "I'll take him upstairs."

Assistant Gong hesitated: "But..."

"Don't worry." Jian Yuheng said, "He doesn't dare to do anything to me. I will be back soon."

Jian Yuheng carried the "Drunk Rabbit" and walked into the elevator of the residential building.

Song Ruochen was quite drunk, but he didn't make a fuss. He just walked forward obediently while he was held by the wrist. This gave the alpha's natural sense of control great satisfaction.

Jian Yuheng turned his head and looked at the person he was holding.

Whether this person is the culprit or not remains to be verified. Since he is so drunk today, we can only forget it.

The elevator stopped on the fifth floor and an alpha resident came in. From the moment he entered the room, his eyes were fixed on Song Ruochen's face.

Because of being drunk, the omega's fair cheeks were blushing, his mouth was more bloodshot than usual, and his dull eyes were misty with water.

Jian Yuheng lifted Song Ruochen's hand, placed it on his shoulder, pushed him closer to his side, and gave him a warning look.

Since he is a powerful enemy, and a powerful enemy suspected of haunting others, he has to punish him personally. Before that, no one else can get involved.

The alpha man smirked, waved his hand, and retreated to the elevator.

The elevator stopped smoothly on the 30th floor. Jian Yuheng held the person in his arms and stopped in front of the fingerprint lock of a certain household's security door.

Jian Yuheng grabbed the omega's hand, pressed it on the fingerprint lock, and the door was opened.

Secretary Song’s small house appeared before him.

"Go in." Jian Yuheng pushed Song Ruochen from behind.

The omega staggered a few steps, moved serpentinely, fell on the sofa, and hung on the armrest of the sofa, unable to move.

He had a thin back and a corner of his loose sweater was lifted up, revealing his narrow waist.

Jian Yuheng's gaze swept across the omega's lower back and he smelled a faint scent of grapes in the air.

Because he was drunk, some of Song Ruochen's pheromones came out, and it was time for him to leave.

"I'll let you go today." Jian Yuheng said, "If it is confirmed that you are the culprit, then I will really punish you."

Whether it is "get rid of him as soon as possible" or "a small punishment with a big reprimand" depends on his mood.

The wine in the abo world has a strong aftereffect. Song Ruochen, who was drunk and dizzy, closed his eyes dazedly. He felt that he had made it through with his own ability. He struggled to his feet, walked to the kitchen, and got himself a glass of water.

With a "bang", Jian Yuheng closed the door, stood in the corridor, and let out a long sigh.

This grape-flavored pheromone had a slightly strong effect on him. His body felt a little hot and his temperature started to rise slightly.

In the kitchen, Song Ruochen screamed as his hand was scalded by the boiling water. The glass fell to the ground and broke into pieces.

Song Ruochen stared at the ground in a daze for a while, feeling a little sorry for the newly bought cup.

ding dong.

Jian Yuheng, whose body temperature was gradually returning to normal, was pulled back into the room, and the intact glass filled with boiling water returned to Song Ruochen's hand.

Jian Yuheng: “???”

The taste of grapes hits my face.

Jian Yuheng slammed the door and stood in the fresh air again.

"Ouch! It's hot!" Song Ruochen let go of the glass because of the heat, and it fell to the ground again.

ding dong.

Jian Yuheng: “…”

Jian Yuheng: “…………”

He turned his head a little stiffly.

"Ouch! It's hot!" Song Ruochen threw the cup.

The grape-scented pheromones overwhelmed Jian Yuheng again and again.

Homesickness, the homesickness that arises spontaneously.

Jian Yuheng misses home.