Chapter 8 Chapter 8 I still have to tell him that I just rubbed it but didn’t get in…
After hearing what I said, Kirsty's face lit up, a smile curved across her lips, and she unconsciously twirled her hair with her fingers.
I could also see him consciously moving his hair to one side, revealing the milky white nape of his neck vaguely.
"Wuyong, where did you hear these words?"
"I thought of it myself."
"Don't you think that people of different genders think differently?" Kirsty began to explore again.
His neck was covered but he didn't struggle. Instead, he moved his body closer to me and raised his head to carefully look at my expression.
Of course I did as he wished and lowered my head to let him look.
"There's nothing different about us. We're all human. The reason we think differently is simply because of different environments." I made a statement about universal harmony, then before the other person had time to think, I immediately added, "That's why so many people think they know it all."
Kirsty's going to have to think hard again, but I won't give him the chance.
"But there are very few people like you. You are very good. You can see my embarrassment and appreciate my ability. You are different from most people."
Kirsty's smile grew wider, and her curly-haired fingers climbed up the rock, unexpectedly covering the back of my hand.
He said something incomprehensible, "Useless, it would be better if you were an alpha."
I almost rolled my eyes.
Okay, okay, after all the compliments I've said to you, you only know A, right?
I understand. You Celestial Dragons are like this. You want it all. You don't want the lower-class cows and horses to be sexist, but you love to play sexism the most.
But I'm different. I don't discriminate against one gender alone. I discriminate against everyone equally, because everyone except me is shit.
"Kirsty..." My eyes dimmed for a moment, then quickly returned to normal. "This is also good. At least it allows me to see many things clearly."
As soon as I finished speaking, I saw Kirsty raise her eyebrows and then grab my hand.
Omegas are probably born to be this type of people, which is why they make A fight so bloody.
I am a craftsman. Who can stand being teased like this while eating? Am I going to starve to death if I don’t eat the food?
But I pulled my hand back and said to Kirsty solemnly and earnestly, "Kirsty, don't do this. I don't deserve you to do this. I can't give you anything better."
"What does it matter?" Kirsty said, unconcerned, picking up a strand of white hair and sweeping it across the back of my hand.
That's a big deal! Who knows when your fiancé will come running over because you've pissed him off?
When the time comes, he will bump into me as soon as he enters the company gate, and smell your pheromones as soon as he smells them. How can I explain this?
I'm just a beta, I just didn't get in...
And then I died!
"No, Kirsty, my principles won't allow it. I respect you, just as you respect me." I continued to push him away. "And I and... I can't do such a thing."
"Do you respect me, or my fiancé?" Kristi frowned, then started to lose her temper again. "You just said I'm different from everyone else!"
Is this the key point? The key point is the last sentence!
I usually love to figure people out, how come I can’t figure it out now?
I was speechless, but I still patiently explained, "This has nothing to do with your fiancé, it's my own problem!"
"Kirsty, I can't treat you so casually. You deserve better than me, a beta who still needs your support. Until you figure it out completely... I won't do this." I threw out the last sentence and left the office angrily.
Okay, okay, I've completed my task of dealing with you. I still have to figure out how to trick Olvera in the remaining time.
It’s a pity that I can’t separate the manpower and work together to please Olvera while changing the box.
Hey! Why can't Beta grow an extra hand?
I left the office in frustration, and straightened my back the moment I stepped into the elevator.
I’m really looking forward to it, hahaha. I’m a manager now too!
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Kirsty's eyes remained glued to the woman's departing figure until she disappeared.
His neck was still a little warm, and he could feel the other party's restrained actions and involuntary touch.
Betas are always like this, cold and dull. Even if they release pheromones, they remain indifferent and unaware of what's happening. But even though he's hinted so much, she still chooses to cover herself with the cloth.
Thinking about the other person's hesitant expression every time he mentioned Olvera, Kirsty could already guess the relationship between the two.
Ah, that's what happens with age, Kirsty thought tartly.
After all, she was a beta who was nearly 30 years old and could not be labeled by her husband, so she came to this small place to hook up with someone. If the relationship between the couple could be better, Kirsty did not believe that the husband would be willing to let his lover go away.
The possessive and aggressive alpha would never let his mate go so far away.
Kirsty smiled with her eyes narrowed. She searched through her address book and finally found a number. She then edited a text message and sent it.
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I had the best day in the seven years since I came to the slums!
I was eating in the staff cafeteria and couldn’t tell whether what I was stuffing into my mouth was vegetables or beef. I just kept eating and eating.
The food made with fresh ingredients is so delicious that even if Olvera's husband and Kirsty's fiancé came to me, I wouldn't notice them. Even if they each cut my body into pieces with a knife, my head would still stuff rice grains into its mouth like a cockroach.
As expected, only what replenishes your energy is called food. What consumes your energy is not called food, it is called work!
When I got off work in the evening, I was full of fighting spirit and thinking about how to find a reason to find Olvera.
To get the box back, I had to find out where Olvera had left it. Did he leave it at the police station, or did he take it home? I had to know, but my character couldn't ask.
I smacked my lips, savoring the delicious food while taking out my old communicator and rummaging through it.
Then I wilted again.
Damn it! Tomorrow is the 27th, and I still have no idea.
I began to regret agreeing to do this for Ali, and I wished I could go back to yesterday and slap myself for being so quick-witted!
Bai Wuyong, ah Bai Wuyong, why did you agree so quickly? You were fine when you threw the blame away before, why are you putting this thing in your pocket again?
I scratched my head and pondered.
Three seconds later I returned to normal, pretending I had done nothing and thought nothing.
It was just a verbal agreement, so why should I do it? Ali is so capable, why doesn't she do it herself instead of asking me to do it?
This is a communication problem within their organization and has nothing to do with me.
So I started walking home with peace of mind again.
The next second, I was tied up and locked in a small dark room.
I heard a familiar, heavy breath, and my eyes widened immediately. "Hey, hey, hey! I haven't done anything yet! What are you planning to do?!"
The alpha man covered my eyes with a black cloth to ensure that I couldn't see his face.
Well, I don't want to watch it either.
"Deliver the box to me tomorrow." said the alpha male.
When I heard that, I laughed, "Didn't your companion tell you her identity?"
"...You investigate us!" The alpha man put the blade on my neck!
"No, no, no, I confess!" I shrank back in fear. "I'm really the first passerby. I'm innocent! You don't know who your companion is, so how should I know? I'm just curious why you don't know each other's identities!"
The alpha sneered, "Sweet talk, but you can only use these words on those stupid lackeys."
Yes, yes, I can’t fool you.
My mouth is about to be crooked.
But this irritable man still had a knife in his hand, so I could only humiliatingly agree, "Yes, yes, you are not a running dog, you are a good dog."
"Do you want to die—"
"Have mercy, have mercy! You are not a good dog! You are a good person, okay?"
The grumpy man was finally satisfied, but from the sound of his breathing he seemed not very satisfied.
Anyway, I put the knife back.
Everything was dark before my eyes, and I couldn't observe the man's micro-expressions to determine what he was thinking.
His breathing was very heavy, and it was obvious that his injuries had not healed much, and might even have worsened. He looked like he was about to die.
I moved my body. It was difficult to struggle with my hands tied behind my back, but there was still some hope.
Alphas are arrogant and conceited. They think that a mere beta like me won't struggle if he ties me up.
It's ridiculous. He has no idea how many skills a low-level calf has!
"Well, can I ask a question?" I swallowed and spoke carefully. "Does it have to be me? Can't someone else do it? You can discuss it with your companions, or you can go and deliver it yourself."
He said nothing.
I continued to persuade him, "Besides, the reporting problem occurred because of poor communication within your organization. Now the box is in the hands of the inspector. Even if I am his lover, I can't trick it out. What if he finds out and shoots me?"
"Heh." He sneered, "If you hadn't hidden it well, would the lackeys have been able to find you?"
Fuck you! How would I know someone reported me? And you're so powerful, why are you still breathing here?
If you have the guts, send it yourself!
I wanted to swear, but then an idea struck me.
Yeah, why didn't the alpha man deliver it himself? And why did it have to be on the 27th?
He can't possibly live past the 27th, right? He looked like he was dying that day, yet he still held me at gunpoint. I don't think that's possible. Alphas are physically tougher than cows.
So alpha men also have to hide their identity, and it is an important identity.
Is it possible that this box was obtained by the alpha male under a disguised identity?
That makes sense.
Because he was stealing from an inside job, he wanted to eliminate his suspicion as much as possible. The more complicated the box delivery process was and the more people were involved, the less likely he was to be a suspect.
Why does it have to be the 27th? What big event is going to happen tomorrow?
I suddenly realized, this group of people are not going to assassinate some important person!
No, I'm just a gigolo! I just want to live off my wife and become the boss of a company, then get a huge breakup fee and live a life of idleness and death!
Thinking of this possibility, I felt relieved again.
"Well, sir," I said, my tone more respectful than ever before. "I didn't expect things to turn out this way. How about this? I'll find out the location of the box, and you guys can steal it yourselves. Your organization is responsible for such great things, but I'm not worthy. I'm just a spineless beta. I can't do it."
At this point I don’t care whether I can do it or not. Just pretend that my fingers are disabled for a second. I don’t want to do it anyway!
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