Chapter 56 Chapter 56 How about you eat me alive?
The pale skin on Fu Xu's cheek twitched as the corners of his lips twitched, like a piece of porcelain that could shatter at any moment. His smile was faint, yet shrouded in a fragility of near-death. His fingertips, still stained with his own wet blood, gently brushed against Liao Jiazhi's wrist, which was gripping his waist. The cool touch made Liao Jiazhi subconsciously tighten his grip, but he heard Fu Xu continue in a voice that seemed to dissipate in the air, "Actually, I don't have glands."
These words were like an ice bead dropped into boiling oil. Liao Jiazhi's breathing suddenly stopped, and the hand holding the dagger trembled involuntarily. The tip of the knife drew a shallow blood mark on Fu Xu's chest.
In fact, that little bit of pain was nothing to Fu Xu. He just tilted his head, the corners of his eyes flushed with blood loss, but he met Chen Louchen's gaze accurately: "I'm not even a low-quality omega."
Chen Louchen tightened his grip on Fu Xu's wrist, his knuckles turning white from the force. Rage surged in his golden pupils, but when he looked at Fu Xu, he subtly suppressed some of the sharpness.
Fu Xu seemed oblivious to the undercurrent between them. He simply stared at Liao Jiazhi's face, twisted with shock. His voice remained calm, yet with a brutal bluntness that bordered on cruelty: "If you truly think I'm of any use, then eat me."
He paused, the rise and fall of his chest growing weaker and weaker, and it took a great deal of effort to speak each word: "Maybe it will be useful."
"Impossible!" Liao Jiazhi finally failed and roared. The hand that was pinching Fu Xu's throat loosened a little. His pupils suddenly shrank to the size of a needle tip and stared at the back of Fu Xu's neck.
But the skin there was still white, and there was no pulsation of glands as it should be. But he had clearly seen Fu Xu's wound healing before, and he had clearly smelled the pheromones of an omega!
The huge shock made him forget to resist until Shen Louchen's elbow hit his ribs hard, and there was a slight "crack" sound. He groaned in pain, and the hand holding the dagger completely lost its strength, and the dagger fell to the ground with a "clang".
Chen Louchen didn't give Liao Jiazhi a chance to react. His left hand slid down along his wrist, grabbed his forearm and twisted it backwards, while his right hand embraced Fu Xu's limp body.
Fu Xu's vision had already turned black, and only the faint sound of his own heartbeat remained in his ears. When Chen Louchen embraced him in his arms, he didn't even have the strength to grab the other's clothes. His forehead rested against the side of Shen Louchen's neck, with the warmth of cold sweat, and he completely lost consciousness the next second.
"Take him away." Chen Louchen looked down at the silent Fu Xu in his arms. His golden eyes were devoid of warmth, and even his voice was as cold as ice. He carefully adjusted his position to make Fu Xu more comfortable, then glanced at the black-clad men who still wanted to resist. The uniformed officers behind him immediately stepped forward, their movements so smooth that there was no unnecessary struggle. With only a few muffled thuds, the remaining black-clad men were pinned to the ground, and no one dared to move.
The deputy came over quickly and asked in a low voice: "Minister, how should we deal with Mr. Liao?"
Chen Louchen's fingers gently brushed Fu Xu's sweat-soaked hair, his gentle movements a stark contrast to his previous brutality. But he still spoke with anger, "First, lock him up in the underground prison and assign someone to watch over him. Don't let him die, and don't let him come into contact with anyone again." He paused, remembering the possible resistance from his family. His knuckles whitened as he clenched his fist again, then finally added, "Contact a private prison overseas and send him there within three days. He will be imprisoned for life, and no one will be allowed to visit him."
"Then Jiang Fenggu..." The deputy hesitated. Jiang Fenggu was Liao Jiazhi's most capable subordinate, and his hands were stained with a lot of blood. But if he was convicted as the mastermind, it might implicate the Liao family's influence in the family.
Chen Louchen's eyes grew colder: "Jiang Fenggu will be convicted as the mastermind and will be executed next week. Tell the outside world that everything was planned by him and Liao Jiazhi was just bewitched by him." He knew that doing so was unfair to Jiang Fenggu, but the family's reputation could not be ruined, not to mention... He lowered his head to glance at Fu Xu's pale face in his arms, a hint of cruelty flashed in his eyes. Even if he was a scapegoat, someone should pay the price for Fu Xu's sins.
The deputy nodded in agreement and turned to arrange the follow-up.
Chen Louchen held Fu Xu in his arms, his steps light as if the person in his arms were a fragile treasure. When he emerged from the basement, the sky outside was already beginning to light up. The cool morning breeze blew against Fu Xu's exposed wrist. Chen Louchen subconsciously hugged him tighter, wrapping his coat around his hand. When his fingertips touched the wound beneath the gauze, his heart felt like it was being tugged at, a sharp pain tightening.
It was two days later when Fu Xu woke up again.
When I opened my eyelids, they were still heavy and sluggish. I focused my vision several times before I could see the pure white ceiling above my head. The smell of disinfectant lingered at the tip of my nose, mixed with a faint scent of pheromones.
Fu Xu moved his fingers. His wrist was wrapped in thick gauze. The slightest force pulled the wound, causing a dull pain.
"woke up?"
A familiar voice sounded beside the bed. Fu Xu turned his head and saw Chen Louchen sitting on a chair. He was wearing a black suit and his tie was tied meticulously. However, there was a faint red bloodshot under his eyes, and it was obvious that he had not rested much. He held a document in his hand, but did not read it. His eyes fell on Fu Xu's face with a complicated emotion.
Fu Xu opened his mouth, his throat was so dry and painful, Chen Louchen immediately stood up, poured a cup of warm water to his mouth, and carefully fed him a few sips.
Fu Xu felt a little better after the warm water moistened his throat. He looked at Chen Louchen's face so close to him, and his own shadow was clearly reflected in his golden pupils. Suddenly, he didn't dare to look at him and subconsciously lowered his eyes.
"Have you always known what's going on with your body?" Chen Louchen's voice was lower than usual, and Fu Xu couldn't read his emotions.
Fu Xu's fingers curled up as he stared at the lines on the quilt. His voice was so soft as if he wasn't afraid of disturbing anything. "Yes." He paused, as if recalling something from long ago, his eyes becoming somewhat vacant. "When I was a child, the Fu family paid a lot of attention to the level of glands. That year, they injected me with a drug that accelerated differentiation, hoping to accelerate my differentiation so they could know if it was a high-level gland."
"The dosage of the medicine wasn't controlled properly," Fu Xu's voice lowered, a hint of self-mockery in it. "The glands were differentiated in a strange way. They weren't located on the back of the neck like normal omegas. Instead... they seemed to be integrated into the body. Later, I discovered that when I was injured, I would heal much faster than others."
"Then why is your leg..." Chen Louchen frowned. Lin Yunzhou said that Fu Xu's leg would be difficult to recover. The injuries sustained over the years were like Fu Xu's heart, which would not change because of a temporary recovery.
Fu Xu cleared his throat and lowered his head, saying, "Pheromones need body energy to work..."
Lin Yunzhou happened to walk in and overheard Fu Xu talking, so he interrupted him, "Lou Chen, do you really think everyone can hold on like you? Judging from his physical condition when I first checked on him, it was a miracle that he wasn't dead. Do you still think he can live forever?"
"You discovered it a long time ago?" Chen Louchen asked.
Lin Yunzhou shrugged. "No, at first I just thought it was a glandular secretion problem, but I didn't expect it to be a glandular fusion problem. This explains the pheromones flowing in his body."
Otherwise, he would really think that his knowledge reserves were insufficient.
Fu Xu raised his eyes and looked at Chen Louchen, his eyes showing a little uneasiness: "Later, when I was with you, you nourished me so well. Every day, I had meals prepared by a nutritionist, and you didn't let me get tired. Instead, the abnormalities in my body became more and more obvious, and that's why Mr. Liao noticed it."
After saying this, Fu Xu lowered his eyes again, his long eyelashes casting a light shadow under his eyes, and there was a subtle tremor in his voice: "I'm sorry, because of me, I have caused you so much trouble. If I had told you earlier, perhaps..."
"There's no maybe." Chen Louchen interrupted him, his fingers suddenly covering the back of his bandaged hand, warmth coming through the gauze. He looked at Fu Xu's uneasy expression, and his heart seemed to soften, and his tone became softer: "I promised you that I would keep you. Since I said that, there will be no divorce."
Fu Xu suddenly raised his head, his eyes full of surprise, and even his lips moved slightly, but he didn't say anything. He thought that after Shen Louchen knew the truth, even if he didn't hate him, he would alienate him because of his "abnormality". After all, Shen Louchen had never been very kind to omegas before, let alone an omega like him whose glands were abnormal.
Chen Louchen looked at his surprised expression, the corners of his lips curled up slightly, and he gently patted the back of his hand with his fingers: "Heal your wounds well, it's safe here."
As soon as he finished speaking, the phone in his pocket rang. He glanced at the caller ID and frowned slightly. "I have something else to take care of. I'll see you later."
Chen Louchen stood up, glanced at Fu Xu again, and then turned to leave. The moment the ward door closed, the surprise on Fu Xu's face slowly faded, leaving only a hint of loss.
Fu Xu looked at Chen Louchen's departing back and moved his fingers slightly. The place where he had just touched seemed to still have some warmth, but his heart felt empty.
For the next few days, Fu Xu stayed in the hospital to recuperate.
Three meals a day were delivered on time. The thermos was filled with bird's nest, abalone, and ginseng chicken soup, all of which were things he had rarely eaten when he was at the Fu family. However, he would lose his appetite after only a few bites each time. The wound on his wrist healed quickly, and soon the gauze was removed, leaving only a shallow scar, as if reminding him of what happened that day.
However, Chen Louchen never came again.
At the beginning, Fu Xu would sit by the window and wait for a while every afternoon, thinking that Chen Louchen might suddenly appear in the ward like last time, with a faint aroma of red wine. But every time when it got dark, only nurses came in to change the dressing or bring dinner, but there was never a sign of Chen Louchen.
He asked the nurse, and the nurse just smiled and said, “Mr. Shen is very busy, dealing with company and family matters every day, but he calls every day to ask about your situation, and he also specifically instructed us to take good care of you.”
Fu Xu listened and just nodded without saying anything else. He knew that Chen Louchen was busy, Liao Jiazhi's matter had not been dealt with yet, and there must be a lot of things to deal with on the family side, but... He still couldn't help but wonder if Mr. Shen actually regretted saying that he wanted to keep him, regretted involving him in all these things.
After all, his body was so strange, lacking even glands, that he wasn't a normal omega at all. Mr. Shen had never had much patience for omegas before, and now he was probably fed up with them. Perhaps those words he had said in the basement were just to steady him, to prevent him from failing at a critical moment.
He always knew that Mr. Shen had been awake since that night, but he didn't know why with his memory, if Mr. Shen was acting, he would accompany him.
He also knew Mr. Shen’s plan, he heard it clearly.
But he didn't expect that Mr. Shen told him to go first that night.
How could you just abandon Mr. Shen?
That night, Fu Xu looked at the moon outside the window, his fingers gently touching the wound on his wrist. The bird's nest in the thermos was still steaming, but he didn't want to eat it at all.
He thought that Mr. Shen probably really hated him, and when his injury was completely healed, Mr. Shen might tell him that they could divorce and let him leave.
Thinking of this, Fu Xu's eyes suddenly felt hot. He quickly closed his eyes and buried his face in the quilt. There was still a faint aroma of red wine on the quilt, which was left by Chen Louchen when he came last time. But now, smelling it, he only felt more lonely.
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Department of Security.
Chen Louchen held a freshly signed document in his hand, his eyebrows knitted.
The deputy stood beside him and whispered, "Minister, Mr. Liao has been put on a plane to fly overseas. Jiang Fenggu's execution is scheduled for next week. The company's affairs are almost settled. If you want to go in and see Mr. Fu, you can go back now."
Chen Louchen didn't move, but lowered his voice very low: "No, he needs to rest now."
"Oh, right." Zong Yuan pondered for a long time and handed an invitation to Chen Louchen, "This is Master Lian's birthday invitation. He said we can talk about our next cooperation. Do you have time?"
Chen Louchen put the last stroke on the materials. After finishing these things, it was almost time for Fu Xu to take the college entrance examination. He didn't know if his body could handle staying up all night for a few more days.
My glands have been calm for a long time recently, but my health has been getting worse.
"When?" Chen Louchen asked. If it could be half a month later, he would consider participating.
Now he has the sole responsibility to handle the affairs of the Shen family, which is really overwhelming. However, he had set his eyes on this piece of land a long time ago, but missed the auction due to the period of loss of control. Unexpectedly, it fell into the hands of the Lian family after many twists and turns.
I haven't heard this surname for a long time.
"A week later." Zong Yuan said weakly.
Just as Chen Louchen was about to say something, he was interrupted by Zong Yuan: "The Lian family said that if you, Minister, are willing to go, they are willing to sell it at the lowest price."
This condition is really tempting.
Chen Louchen's eyes fell on the invitation.
The Lian family has never been a philanthropist. The more tempting something is, the more likely it is to be a bottomless abyss. If it were not for his father's last wish, he would not want this piece of land. No one responded when he offered twice the price before. Now that the Lian family said this, it is very intriguing.
"Ask if I can go a day early. If I can, I'll go."
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