Chapter 21: Chen Louchen's violent period. Just bite it...
Chen Louchen's consciousness seemed to be drowning in a pool of boiling magma, and every nerve in his body was clamoring to kill. Zong Yuan's voice came through the thick barrier, with an anxious tremor: "Buyer, hold on! We'll be at the old house soon!"
Judging from Chen Louchen's current condition, only the old man's inhibitor can suppress him. If such a Chen Louchen is brought back, he will be no different from a humanoid killing machine.
Chen Louchen wanted to raise his hand to push something away, but he didn't even have the strength to move a finger. The out-of-control pheromones were running rampant in his body, almost bursting his blood vessels. His vision kept flashing by the blue-gray corpses in the warehouse, the broken inhibitors on the ground, and... Chen Louchen's thoughts became blurred at this moment, like a crumpled ball of paper that could not be unfolded.
Especially there is a nagging voice in my ears.
"It's so noisy." A low roar escaped from Chen Louchen's throat, his nails dug into his palms uncontrollably, blood dripped through his fingers onto his shirt, leaving a dark mark.
The car suddenly stopped in front of an ancient villa, and the heavy iron gate slowly opened. Zong Yuan half-dragged and half-carried Chen Louchen out of the car, and saw an old man in a Zhongshan suit standing under the porch. It was Liao Jiazhi.
"Bring him in." As if she had expected this, Liao Jiazhi's voice was calm, but her eyes were like ice, and when they fell on Shen Louchen, she looked at him with an almost cold scrutiny.
Chen Louchen was thrown into a room with dark carpet. When the cold needle pierced his neck, he struggled to raise his head and saw the purple liquid in the syringe in Liao Jiazhi's hand. It was an extremely rare and powerful inhibitor that only Liao Jiazhi could mix. It was potent enough to make a violent alpha fall asleep instantly, but... Chen Louchen's consciousness began to dissipate the moment the drug poured in, and then he fell into darkness completely.
When he woke up, the moonlight outside was pouring in through the window, casting mottled light and shadows on the floor. Shen Louchen moved his fingers and found himself lying on a large rosewood bed with his wrists tied with soft leather belts.
The room was filled with a faint scent of sandalwood, mixed with some crisp grassy aroma, which calmed his restless nerves a little. He remembered that he had dealt with those alien species in the warehouse, remembered the inhibitors all over the floor, remembered that Zong Yuan said he had found evidence of a smuggling convoy... But thinking back further, it seemed that a part of his memory became blurred, as if covered by a layer of white mist.
"woke up?"
Liao Jiazhi's voice came from the armchair next to him. He was holding a cup of hot tea, and the curling steam blurred the expression on his face. "How do you feel?"
Chen Louchen tugged at the belt on his wrist, and the metal buckle made a slight clinking sound: "Untie this thing." His voice was still a little hoarse, as if there was sandpaper stuck in his throat.
Liao Jiazhi put down his teacup, stood up, and walked to the bedside, looking down at him. "Untie it? Wait a minute. Your pheromones haven't stabilized yet. Don't nearly tear down my house like you did just now." His tone was flat, but it carried unquestionable authority. "Also, do you think I don't know what you've been doing out there? Black market aliens, smuggled inhibitors, Chen Louchen, how much trouble do you want to drag the Shen family into?"
Chen Louchen closed his eyes and tried to sort out his confused thoughts.
"Those alien species are after the inhibitors," he said, his voice a little tired. "Jiang Fenggu's laboratory may still be operating. These are failed products, used to destroy evidence."
"Evidence?" Liao Jiazhi sneered, "Are you investigating these things for something that happened back then?"
Chen Louchen's eyelashes trembled, but he didn't answer.
Liao Jiazhi didn't seem to expect him to respond. She turned and walked to the window, gazing at the moonlight in the courtyard. "I've told you long ago that some things should be let go, but you refused to listen. Now look at you, you've gotten yourself into this state. You can barely control your pheromones. If you really go berserk, no one can save you."
Chen Louchen snorted coldly. That incident would never be forgotten in his mind. If it wasn't for the person in front of him, how could his father and dad...
Past experiences came to mind like fragments, then disappeared in an instant.
Liao Jiazhi paused, then suddenly changed the subject, his tone adding a touch of studied indifference: "Come to think of it, why is there a low-quality omega living in your villa?"
He clearly remembered that he had chosen an S-class omega.
Chen Louchen's brows knitted slightly.
What? Omega? A vague figure flashed through his mind. It was wearing a flour-stained apron, standing at the dining table, its eyes as clear as a pool of spring water.
Who is it?
All that remained in his memory was the report Lin Yunzhou handed him and the words "therapeutic effect".
"A...test subject." Chen Louchen couldn't remember and simply stopped thinking about it. His voice was calm without a trace of emotion, but a sharp pain inexplicably ran through his heart.
"Test subject?" Liao Jiazhi repeated, his tone filled with undisguised contempt. "I've seen that omega's glands are defective. They can't even regulate basic pheromones. They're just a thing dreaming of soaring to fame. You're still keeping this kind of stuff?"
Test product... inferior stuff...
These words pierced into Shen Louchen's heart like an ice cone. The inexplicable stinging feeling became clearer and clearer. He seemed to remember something. The sun shone through the French windows onto the dining table. The food on the table was steaming. A person stood beside him, his fingers nervously twisting the apron strings, and whispered to him, "Mr. Shen, do you like today's food?"
Fragments of memory flashed by, as if they were just illusions.
"It's just for treatment." Chen Louchen replied calmly, "My pheromones are unstable, and his physique is special, so maybe they can help."
"Cure the disease?" Liao Jiazhi seemed to have heard something funny. "What disease can an omega who can't even be marked cure? I think you are sick and confused." He turned around and stared at Shen Louchen sharply. "Send him back in a few days. After the last time you made a fuss, the Fu family is eager to sever ties with our Shen family. This is a good opportunity to go with the flow."
"No need." Chen Louchen took a deep breath, "I still have some use for it."
Liao Jiazhi raised an eyebrow, seeming a little surprised, but quickly regained his indifferent expression. "Okay, if you want to keep it, then keep it. However, the heir of the Shen family can't be surrounded by such a shabby thing. I've found a few suitable omegas for you, all S-level omegas. I'll arrange a meeting for you in a few days."
"No need." Shen Louchen refused without thinking, "I have a suitable candidate."
"Oh?" Liao Jiazhi became interested. "Who is it?"
Chen Louchen opened his mouth, but found that he couldn't say any name.
He frowned and tried hard to recall, but his head suddenly started to hurt, as if countless needles were piercing his solar plexus at the same time.
"Can't remember?" Liao Jiazhi's voice was filled with a subtle inquiry. "It seems the side effects of the inhibitor are greater than I thought." He didn't ask any more questions, turned and walked to the door, "You should get some rest."
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In the dark room, Fu Xu listened to every word of the conversation between the two. He heard footsteps approaching and the gauze on his eyes was taken off.
"Did you hear that?" Liao Jiazhi said coldly, "Don't think you've climbed the ladder just because an alpha treats you a little differently. Besides, I've already got your information. I'm giving you two choices: file for divorce, or die."
According to the regulations, the party who initiated the divorce must wait two years before being able to remarry normally. The Shen family needs excellent omegas, and if they want an heir, they need a status even more. How can they let a low-quality omega take the position?
Fu Xu covered his aching stomach and whispered, "What if I don't want to?"
As if he didn't expect such an omega to talk to him like this, Liao Jiazhi sneered: "Any experimental subjects are just deceiving you. What Chen Louchen needs is an omega who can mark and comfort him. If you don't want him to die, leave him."
Fu Xu's eyelashes trembled. An omega like him was indeed useless. Doctor Lin had never contacted him, so how could he possibly cure Mr. Shen? The small world he had just built up in his heart suddenly collapsed. Fu Xu nodded mechanically: "I understand."
"He's quite sensible." Liao Jiazhi waved his hand at his subordinates, "Send it back to him."
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The door was gently closed, and silence returned to the room. Chen Louchen untied the belt tied around his wrist and lay in the darkness, his mind in a mess.
The restlessness in his chest surged again, more violently than before. The effectiveness of the inhibitor was fading, and the out-of-control pheromones were like a wild beast on the loose, madly attacking his sanity. He suddenly broke free from the belt on his wrist, rolled out of bed, and staggered towards the door.
That omega must be found.
This thought appeared in his mind extremely clearly, like an instinctive drive. Only by finding him, only by getting close to him, could the burning pain be relieved.
Chen Louchen didn't know how he rushed out of the room. The people guarding in the corridor couldn't stop him at all. The out-of-control pheromones formed an invisible pressure that made everyone unable to move. Like a wild beast driven by instinct, he stumbled through the old house. Chen Louchen didn't know how he returned to the villa. He only realized in the few seconds of consciousness that he had changed places. The surging waves of pheromones surged up, once again disrupting his consciousness.
There was a door in front of him. Chen Louchen knocked twice, but no one opened the door.
"Bang--"
He forced the heavy steel door open. In the room, Fu Xu was packing up his few belongings. Seeing Chen Louchen suddenly barging in, he was so scared that he trembled all over.
Chen Louchen's eyes were bloodshot, his rationality was almost completely devoured, leaving only the most primitive desire. He approached step by step, and the powerful alpha breath pressed over like a substance, almost suffocating Fu Xu.
"Mr. Chen...Mr. Chen?" Fu Xu's voice was filled with tears and his body was shaking. He wanted to run, but his legs were so weak that he couldn't stand up.
Chen Louchen grabbed his wrist and dragged him in front of him. Fu Xu's skin was very soft and a little warm. The moment it touched, the burning sensation in his chest seemed to ease a little.
"Don't move." He growled, his voice hoarse, and the string of his reason was on the verge of breaking.
He lowered his head and leaned close to Fu Xu's neck.
That's where the omega's most vulnerable glands are located.
As long as the marking is completed, the restlessness in the body can be temporarily calmed.
Just bite it...
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That's My Wife
Wen Lan's childhood sweetheart Lu Yuanzhou fell in love with a young actor and even gave up an invitation from a well-known director to accompany the young actor to act in a web drama without telling Wen Lan.
The only person missing from the gorgeous engagement party was the groom, because Lu Yuanzhou was currently livestreaming and trying to establish a relationship with a young actor.
This made Wen Lan a laughing stock in the circle overnight.
Wen Lan, who had always been a Buddhist, said firmly for the first time: "I want to cancel the engagement."
*
Wen Lan knew that his personality was not suitable for taking over the company, so he urgently needed a more suitable marriage partner.
At night, when Wen Lan was standing by the bridge with an umbrella thinking about life, he accidentally picked up a person and took him home.
Who knew that this person not only lost his memory, but also directly relied on Wen Lan.
Wen Lin: "No, I want to find your family."
The man hugged Wen Lan's waist and shook his head frantically: "Wife, don't you want me anymore?"
Wen Lan silently scratched his waist with his veiny palm and rolled his eyes. "First, I'm not your wife. I have a fiancé. Second, if you don't let go, I'm going to be strangled to death."
*
After playing around outside for a while, Lu Yuanzhou finally got tired of it and found that Wen Lan was still the best, so he carefully prepared a birthday gift to give Wen Lan a surprise.
At the banquet, Lu Yuanzhou stood in the audience and looked up. Wen Lan, whom he hadn't seen for a long time, had a smile on his face. The elegant man beside him put one hand on his waist and gently stroked it, then raised his eyes nonchalantly and gave him a cold glance.
Someone nearby was whispering, "I heard that the Ji family has quite a strong background, and Ji Yunqin is an only child. Now that he dotes on Wen Lan, we can't easily provoke the Wen family."
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Ji Yunqin is young, holds a high position and has great power, making him the object of flattery for countless people. However, he is a difficult person when it comes to personal issues.
It was not until the project celebration party that Ji Yunqin, who was being urged to get married, saw Wen Lan wearing a white suit, leaning on the edge of the balcony, watching indifferently as Lu Yuanzhou toasted with his new love.
So Ji Yunqin curled his lips and answered his friend's question:
"I like this."
President Ji in the early days: the identity of a mistress and the possessiveness of the wife.
President Ji in the later period: the identity of the main wife, but the behavior of the mistress.
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