Drunk Towards Heaven
Although the pretense and politeness at the banquet were annoying, at least there was no danger to his life under the watchful eyes of everyone. Yu Zou dared not stay any longer and walked towards the banquet. Under the dazzling lights, Du Pianjian stood obediently beside his father, his eyes dark and lifeless, his right hand slightly turning the wedding ring on the middle finger of his left hand. Yu Zou could not ignore the red marks on his knuckles and turned to leave, but was stopped by Du Junchang. Du Pianjian also looked up at him.
"Yu Zou, come over and get acquainted. This is Mr. Zou Xinchen from the City Council."
I know that even if we were engaged, my fiancée would not belong to me; her heart would not belong to me, and her body would be entangled with others.
"Congressman Du is truly blessed. His children are promising, and his son-in-law is also so outstanding. The business is thriving, and the Construction Committee is even planning to cooperate with them."
Don't forget your roots, Yu Zou! You don't have the good fortune to save your mother; once you've rescued her, you should leave immediately!
"It's all thanks to my father-in-law's favor; otherwise, how could I have married Pianjian?"
Yu Zou smiled and looked down at Du Pianjian. To outsiders, Du Pianjian looked shy and lowered his head, but Yu Zou could see that his right hand was tightly holding his left hand, with a ring wrapped in his palm.
He must be trying his best to restrain himself from hitting me.
Yu Zou smiled bitterly, raising his head. What the other person said was no longer important. A far more deadly danger stood beside him, and he had no energy left to deal with anyone else.
Du Junzhang handled the situation with ease, shook hands with Zou Xinchen, and then left. The three of them saw him off to the door.
Du Pianjian leaned against Yu Zou's arm, rubbed her forehead, and whispered, "I'm a little tired. Come with me to my room for a while."
Yu Zou didn't want to be alone with him and was just about to make an excuse that the guests hadn't all left when Du Junzhang took it away: "It's almost time. I'll see the guests off. You can rest now."
The hotel room had been booked long ago. As soon as Du Pianjian entered, he took off his red coat, revealing a white cream-colored back between his top and bottom. Gold tassels danced along his spine. He sat on a chair by the window with a plate of pastries in his hand. A gleaming knife sliced through the soft red velvet, and jam flowed out smoothly. His tired yet beautiful face was reflected in the glass.
Yu Zou felt a throbbing headache. He went into the bathroom, turned on the tap, and the sound of running water and the sense of space gave him a little sense of security. Looking up again, he saw Du Pianjian's reflection in the mirror, leaning against the door. The plate contained a pile of dismembered body parts, jam and cake mixed together. He asked softly, "What are you doing?"
Yu Zou turned off the tap and said, "Aren't you tired? I didn't want to bother you."
Du Pianjian poked a blueberry into her mouth with her fork, then looked up at Yu Zou: "Are you very unhappy right now?"
Yu Zou understood what he meant; he had no right to be unhappy. The one who should be even happier at this moment was Du Pianjian, as the temporary mark after engagement was a customary ritual.
Du Pianjian didn't want to, and neither did Yu Zou.
There was no way to escape; Du Pianjian would be pointed at and questioned, and he himself would be interrogated. Yu Zou was forced by Shao Yuan to curry favor with Du Pianjian, and Du Pianjian was forced by Du Junzhang to curry favor with Yu Zou. In a sense, they were brothers in misfortune.
"I can't say I'm unhappy, it just feels weird." Weird in a scary way! Yu Zou licked his dry lips. Looking at Du Pianjian in the mirror slightly eased his tension, but exposing his back to him made up for it.
Yu Zou turned to face Du Pianjian and said, slowly and deliberately, "I have no marking ability."
There was a momentary pause in the atmosphere. Du Pianjian's shoulders slumped slightly, a sign of relaxation, and Yu Zou was able to breathe again. "That's good," he continued, "I'm a disabled Alpha, I have no marking ability, and my fertility is even worse than a Beta's. Anyone who marries me will be wronged. I thought you and Uncle Du knew about this before you agreed..."
Du Pianjian rubbed the back of her neck and murmured, "But Dad said that you and I are 90% compatible."
“Absolutely not.” Seeing Du Pianjian looking over, Yu Zou continued, “Your pheromones are so strong, I’m not good enough for you.”
If it were an ordinary omega, Yu Zou could easily take a few sleeping pills to put the other person at ease. But this is Du Pianjian, Du Pianjian who can easily take down an Alpha, Du Pianjian who can kill without any burden.
Yu Zou dared not let himself completely shut down. He loosened his tie, unbuttoned his shirt, relaxed his body, turned on his wristband, and three light screens popped up. Sure enough, work could make time pass faster.
The screen displays experimental data about the glacier venue. The circulation system of the desert venue cannot be directly applied to the glacier venue. The low temperature environment will cause changes in the reaction rate, and even a slight change is enough to affect the circulation of the entire system.
The ringed hand rapidly tapped on the projected keyboard, code jumping and pushing upwards, while the massive glacier in the central glacier pavilion subtly shifted with each input. This inevitably brought to mind the Fang Bu brothers; the project was severely hampered without them, and relying solely on him to drive it forward wouldn't have met the timeline.
Du Pianjian leaned against the bed, the book in his hand hadn't been turned in a long time. He looked into the distance at the slowly rotating glacier and Yu Zou's face illuminated by blue light in the background. Ice particles seemed to dance in his eyes. He raised his water glass, took a sip, and then fell into stillness again.
After the engagement, the world fell into an eerie calm, and Yu Zouyue completely lost contact with Du Pianjian.
Shao Jinfeng's forced recall was packaged by Shao Yuan as attending his brother's engagement party. Yu Zou, of course, would not sit idly by and released information about Du Pianxing's crimes that day, which caused a great uproar. As a result, Shao Jinfeng spent a week in the police station on his first day back in the country, and his addiction was exposed to the public for the first time.
"With Long being embroiled in a series of economic scandals, is there any truth to it? Please stay tuned for our follow-up reports..."
Yu Zou turned off the car radio. The car had already driven to the outskirts of the city. In front of them was a pickup truck, behind them was an SUV, and next to them was a Maybach. The supercar was in a precarious situation between the two large vehicles.
The third overtaking attempt failed, and the three cars, noticing Yu Zou's sudden appearance, quickly sandwiched him. The car in front opened its trunk, while the car behind accelerated, seemingly trying to force him inside. A sharp metallic clang suddenly rang out, and a high concentration of pheromones erupted from inside the car.
"Ison, assist with driving. Turn on the music."
"Okay, Administrator Z."
The electric guitar blared first, followed by the drums, a wildly beating heart accompanied by the roar of metal rock, the engine revving, adrenaline coursing through the veins. Yu Zou released his grip, and the intelligent system, Yi Song, immediately took over. The steering wheel automatically and slightly swayed back to center, and a black box was retrieved from under the seat. A fingerprint unlock revealed a McMillan TAC 338 and an OSS HELIX HX-QD muffler lying side-by-side. Behind the red bullet was a pale yellow, transparent sheath containing Yu Zou's highly concentrated pheromones—enough to drive anyone, whether Alpha or Omega, madness instantly upon contact.
If the opponent is B, it's okay, he still has live ammunition.
"In A-level competition, I'm number one."
Yu Zou lowered the car window slightly and pointed the gun at the driver's seat of the Maybach. He hadn't used the pheromone suppression technique, which had once made Zhao Junjie admit defeat, in a long time.
"Get drunk, get drunk to heaven."
Yu played softly, harmonizing with the lyrics.
Like a notification on a cell phone, a bullet was fired, piercing the glass on the other side. The car immediately went out of control and crashed into the right guardrail. The three-way encirclement was exposed, and Yu Zou gripped the steering wheel and swerved, slid out like a snake through the gap, and the car roared into the winding mountain road.
During the race through the mountains, three more off-road vehicles came close behind.
Yi Song was giving a real-time road condition report. There was a U-turn ahead. Yu Zou slowed down quickly, and the tires screeched out pungent white smoke. Sparks flew from the glass as the bumper of the off-road vehicle, which didn't have time to react, scraped against it. Another sharp turn, and the car drifted along the cliff edge. A loud metallic clang came from the rearview mirror. The off-road vehicle crashed into the guardrail and rolled into the deep valley.
"Warning: The rock face ahead is loose." Ison flashed a red light and repeated it again.
Yu Zou smiled, feeling that his arrival was just in time.
The speedometer needle swung sharply to 550, the engine roared to life, and the front of the car slammed into the rock wall. The moment the airbags deployed, countless boulders crashed down, the central control screen lit up red, and everything behind was buried in dust.
Bones were pressing on his internal organs, and breathing was like being stabbed with knives. But the surge of pheromones suppressed everything. Yu Zou spat out a mouthful of blood, manually eased his stiff neck, looked at the horrific scene reflected in the rearview mirror, and laughed with satisfaction: "A 3 million carbon fiber chassis isn't for transportation."
The car door was kicked open, and Yu Zou, carrying a gun, got out through the passenger seat. The car behind was crushed by rocks, and a person staggered and fell through the gap between the cars. He only had time to glance at Yu Zou's bracelet before he knelt down, his face pale, his chest tight, and he had difficulty breathing.
Yu Zou raised his gun and pointed it at the other man's forehead: "Tell me, who is your master?"
The other person's pupils were dilated due to extreme oxygen deprivation, and he was having convulsions. Yu Zou waved the blocking agent in his hand in front of him and asked again. The other person, like a poisonous insect seeing tobacco leaves, unconsciously uttered three words.
The roar of supercars came from both the front and the back. Yu Zou threw the blocking agent over and adjusted the wristband.
It was Zhao Junjie's people who came. Yu Zou couldn't go to the charity gala and was sent directly to the Fifth Hospital. Fortunately, he only suffered a mild concussion and fracture.
The ward door was pushed open, hit the wall, and bounced back, almost hitting Zhao Junjie behind it. Enraged, Li Kuo rushed in, grabbed Yu Zou by the collar, and yelled, "Are you crazy? You actually went to fight by yourself!"
"Li Kuo, let go! He's injured." Zhao Junjie went up and pulled Li Kuo's hand away. During the struggle, Yu Zou was strangled by the collar and couldn't say a word. He was thrown back onto the bed in an instant, his mind buzzing and he didn't hear what Li Kuo said at all.
"Injured? How come you're not dead?" Li Kuo's chest heaved, his eyes sharp. "Next time, just notify me to attend the funeral, so I don't waste my time waiting at the banquet."
"Li Kuo! Don't accuse me unjustly. It's not that I didn't want to tell you, it's that I didn't have time to tell you. Besides, wasn't this your plan?"
Did I send him to be the bait?
Yu Zou patted his chest to calm himself down, then closed his eyes, folded his hands in front of him, and said calmly, "Young masters, please keep the room quiet. I need to rest."
Zhao Junjie made the sign of the cross on his forehead and muttered something under his breath. Li Kuo slapped Zhao Junjie's praying hand away and said, "What are you resting for? Get up and get to work!"
"The car accident has already been reported. If the media keeps adding fuel to the fire, turning Yu Long from a diner into a scapegoat, what else do they need me to do?" Yu Zou stated calmly, his eyes still closed. No response was the best response. With Yu Long portrayed as a victim, Zhao Li, who supported him, would no longer be suspected.
Zhao Junjie, tired of standing, sat down on the hospital bed and asked, "Should we portray it as a struggle for the crown prince position?"
"This is troublesome."
“I’m not getting involved in your family’s affairs. If you want to do it, do it yourselves,” Zhao Junjie replied.
Li Kuo suddenly had a flash of insight and exclaimed to Yu Zou, "This is the reason?"
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