Chapter 62 Chapter 62 Do you really not like Master Lian? ...
Chen Louchen's fingertips were still pressed against Fu Xu's lower back, steadying his slightly trembling body. His gaze was as cold as an ice-hardened knife, piercing Lian Yu directly. His jawline tightened even more, and even the pheromones that smelled of red wine faded slightly, leaving only a clear, cold tone. "Marry? When did I ever say I wanted to marry you?"
Lian Yu's eyes suddenly widened, tears falling like pearls from a broken string, splashing onto his white dress, leaving a small wet mark. He clutched the hem of his dress, his voice trembling but filled with stubbornness, "You clearly...you clearly have an engagement with me! When we were little, Grandpa Lian and Grandpa Shen both said to us that we would get married when we grew up! This wasn't something you said, it was a family decision!"
"Just because it's arranged by the family doesn't mean I agree with it." Chen Louchen's voice was calm, as if he were discussing a trivial matter that had nothing to do with him. "The engagement back then was simply the Lian family wanting to leverage the Shen family's resources to gain a foothold, and the Shen family needed the Lian family's connections in the south. It was a pure exchange of interests." He glanced down at Fu Xu in his arms, his eyes softening for a moment, then returning to their hard, cold form when he looked back up. "At that time, I didn't even have the thought of getting married, let alone the slightest interest in this kind of 'relationship' tied to profit."
"Impossible!" Lian Yu screamed and took a step back, his delicate face full of despair. "All of this should be mine! I'm the one you should marry! You clearly like me!" He reached out to pull Chen Louchen's sleeve, but Chen Louchen dodged sideways. The missed move made him feel even more aggrieved, and his tears fell even harder. "It was Fu Xu! He stole my place! If it weren't for him, you would definitely be with me now!"
"Didn't you choose to run away?" Chen Louchen said lightly as if he was talking about something that had nothing to do with him. "It was at the old house. You saw my true form and ran away, saying you didn't want to get married."
"I..." Lian Yu didn't expect Chen Louchen to be an SSS-level alpha. He had never seen this kind of alpha that was said to be able to be completely alienated. He was really scared at the time, and he wanted to cancel the engagement because he heard that Chen Louchen was going to die. But he also really liked Chen Louchen.
Fu Xu leaned in Shen Louchen's arms, his fingertips quietly clutching Shen Louchen's shirt.
Lian Yu's words were like tiny needles, piercing his heart and causing him pain.
Thinking of the "substitute" I heard just now in the tea room and the "engagement" Lian Yu mentioned, I suddenly felt like an intruder.
Shen Louchen and Lian Yu had a family-approved engagement and had met in childhood, but what about himself? He was just a "low-quality Omega" who appeared by chance beside Shen Louchen, and might really be trying to steal Lian Yu's things.
Fu Xu subconsciously wanted to withdraw from Chen Louchen's arms, but his shoulder was gently pressed down by Chen Louchen's arm.
The warmth in Chen Louchen's palm came through the fabric of his clothes, making him feel a little more at ease. However, the uneasiness in his heart surged up like a tide, and even the pink color on the tip of his ear faded a little.
Chen Louchen ignored Lian Yu's accusation and said coldly, "I'm telling you one last time, get out of here." His red wine-flavored pheromones became stronger, carrying a sense of oppression. "Don't force me to send security to 'invite' you. If I do, the Lian family's reputation will be ruined."
Lian Yu looked at Chen Louchen's resolute eyes and knew that he was not joking. He bit his lower lip, tears blurred his vision, and finally glared at Fu Xu fiercely, turned around and stumbled out of the villa. The door closed with an unwilling bang, shaking the balloons in the living room.
After Lian Yu left, the living room instantly became quiet, with only the subtle sound of colorful balloons gently colliding.
Fu Xu lowered his head, looking at the tip of his shoe. His cheek, where Lian Yu had slapped him, was still burning, but the guilt in his heart was even heavier. He whispered, "Mr. Shen... Lian Yu is right. Do I... do I look like a mistress?"
Chen Louchen was stunned for a moment, then frowned, reached out and lifted Fu Xu's chin, making him look at him.
Fu Xu's eyes were red and full of helplessness. Even the glands at the back of his neck showed a hint of uneasiness, and tiny purple-gold light particles were swaying listlessly.
"What nonsense?" Chen Louchen's thumb gently rubbed Fu Xu's flushed cheek, his tone filled with heartache, "My engagement with Lian Yu has long been invalid. When I decided to get the marriage certificate with you, I had already asked Zong Yuan to untie all the ties between us and the Lian family." He paused, then added, "Besides, a 'mistress' is someone who destroys other people's feelings, but I've never had any feelings for Lian Yu. How could you be a mistress?"
Fu Xu still couldn't let it go. He lowered his eyelashes, and his long lashes cast a small shadow under his eyes: "But... Lian Yu said that you knew each other when you were children and were engaged... I always feel like I've taken the place that should have belonged to him."
Chen Louchen felt a soft and painful feeling in his heart as he watched him being so cautious. He reached out and hugged Fu Xu tighter, letting Fu Xu's ear rest against his chest so he could clearly hear his heartbeat. "My place has never been about 'who it should belong to', but who I want to give it to." His voice was low and serious. "I want to give it to you, so you are worthy. It has nothing to do with anyone else."
Besides, between them, it was a question of whether Fu Xu would choose him, not whether Fu Xu would be chosen.
His omega should be free, confident, and dominant, instead of blindly clinging to the alpha.
Fu Xu leaned in his arms, listening to his strong heartbeat, and the uneasiness in his heart slowly dissipated.
Only then did he notice that there were colorful balloons hanging in the living room and a cake on the dining table. Those were the birthday decorations Lian Yu prepared for Shen Louchen.
Suddenly, he remembered that he had no idea that today was Chen Louchen's birthday. He didn't even say "Happy Birthday" to him. Instead, he made Chen Louchen quarrel with Lian Yu because of him. Guilt instantly surged in his heart.
"Mr. Shen," Fu Xu gently nudged Shen Louchen, pointed at the decorations, and whispered, "These balloons and cakes..."
Shen Louchen followed his gaze, a trace of disgust flashed in his eyes, and nodded: "Let the servants dismantle it."
"Don't!" Fu Xu quickly grabbed his hand. "These things look very expensive... It would be a waste to tear them apart. Let's keep them for now." He lowered his head, his voice becoming increasingly quiet. "Besides... I only found out it was your birthday today, and I didn't prepare a gift for you. I already feel guilty."
Chen Louchen watched him nervously clutching his sleeves, his fingertips tinged with a faint pink. His heart felt as if it had been soaked in warm water, softening to a pulp. He couldn't help but smile, ruffling Fu Xu's hair and handing him the black velvet gift box he had been holding. "Who said you didn't give me a gift? Your little temper today is the best gift I've ever received."
He opened the gift box, and inside was not jewelry, but a gold-stamped contract with the words "Private Jet Ownership Transfer Agreement" written on the cover. Fu Xu was stunned, his eyes wide open, staring at the contract, unable to react for a long time.
"This is……"
"It's for you." Chen Louchen picked up the contract, turned to the last page, and pointed to the place where he had already signed. "Sign your name, and this plane is yours." His fingers gently brushed the back of Fu Xu's hand, and his tone was gentle. "You must have never left the Fu family before. When you have a holiday in the future, I will accompany you to go out and play in this plane. We can go wherever you want."
His omega will have to keep him company from now on.
Fu Xu's eyes instantly turned red. He had never mentioned this to Chen Louchen before, but he had never expected that Chen Louchen would remember it and even buy him a private jet. His fingertips trembled slightly as he held the contract, and his voice choked with sobs: "Mr. Chen, this is too expensive... I can't accept it."
"I have to." Chen Louchen put the pen in his hand, held his hand, and asked him to write his name in the signature area. "My people deserve the best." After he finished writing, he put the contract into the gift box and handed it to Fu Xu. "Keep it. This will be your 'exclusive car' from now on."
Fu Xu held the gift box, his heart filled with warmth and sadness. He couldn't help but shed tears, which landed on the velvet of the gift box, leaving a small dark mark. Chen Louchen reached out to wipe his tears away, his fingertips carrying a gentle force: "Why are you crying again? Don't you like it?"
"I like it..." Fu Xu sniffed and leaned into his arms, "I just feel that...Mr. Shen is too good to me. I'm afraid I can't leave you in the future."
Chen Louchen smiled, said nothing, and just hugged Fu Xu to coax him.
Then he took out his phone, sidled over to the window, and typed rapidly. He sent a message to Zong Yuan: "Find out how Lian Yu got the keys to the villa. Give me the results within half an hour."
Not long after, Zong Yuan's message came back: "Boss Shen, I found out that Lin Mo, who was with Mr. Liao last time, sold the key to Lian Yu for five million."
Chen Louchen looked at the phone screen, his eyes instantly cold. He replied to Zong Yuan: "Tomorrow, all contracts with the Lin family will be terminated. In addition, let the legal department prepare to sue him for leaking privacy and illegally selling other people's property."
After sending the message, he put away his phone and dropped Fu Xu onto the ground.
Fu Xu turned around, holding the gift box, and sat on the sofa, carefully touching the patterns on the gift box, as if he was touching some treasure. Chen Louchen put his arm around his shoulders: "What are you thinking about?"
"Nothing." Fu Xu looked up at him with a smile in his eyes, "I just feel...lucky that you gave me a plane and not a rocket. If it was a rocket, I wouldn't know where to put it."
Chen Louchen was stunned for a moment, then raised an eyebrow and thought seriously: "Rocket? Not impossible." He took out his phone and flipped to the name of "Minister Li of the Security Department" in the address book. "The Security Department has mentioned before that a partner is developing a private rocket. If you want it, I can contact them and customize one."
"No, no, no!" Fu Xu hurriedly grabbed his hand, not knowing whether to laugh or cry, "I was just talking casually. The rocket is too exaggerated. The plane is already very good." He looked at Chen Louchen's serious look, and his heart was warm, but on second thought, he felt a little uneasy.
Chen Louchen is so good to him now, what should he do if they divorce in the future?
He bit his lower lip, hesitated for a long time, and finally asked in a low voice: "Mr. Shen...if one day, we get divorced, what should I do if I can't bear to leave you?"
Chen Louchen paused. He looked at the uneasiness in Fu Xu's eyes, and his heart felt like it was being tugged at, painful and tender. He reached out and pulled Fu Xu into his arms, letting her sit on his lap. His chin rested on the top of Fu Xu's head, and his voice was low and firm: "That day will never come."
He gently stroked the gland at the back of Fu Xu's neck. The purple-gold light particles there became brighter because of his touch, as if they had found support: "Since I chose to get married with you and choose to keep you by my side, I have never thought of separating."
Chen Louchen lifted Fu Xu's face and made him look into his eyes. There was no trace of joking in his eyes, only full of seriousness and tenderness: "Don't think about divorce."
Fu Xu looked into his eyes, in which his own figure was reflected, clear and warm. He put his arms around Shen Louchen's neck, buried his face in the crook of his neck, and whispered, "Mr. Shen, I understand."
Chen Louchen hugged him and patted his back gently.
The balloons in the living room were still hanging, and the warm yellow light shone on them, making them feel warm and peaceful. He looked down at the person in his arms, and a gentle smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
It turns out that true love is not an exchange of interests or a family arrangement, but it means feeling distressed when you see him being wronged, laughing when you see him happy, wanting to give him the best things in the world, and wanting to spend your whole life with him.
Fu Xu couldn't help but whispered again, "Mr. Shen, do you really not like Mr. Lian?"
"I don't like it." Chen Louchen said firmly, and then looked at Fu Xu with burning eyes, "What about you, do you like me?"
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