Chapter 37 I Want to Try It With Him
"Last time I suggested that, besides sexual relations, you could spend more time with that man, spend more time in the same space, and record your feelings. Did you do that?"
Shang Qiyue leaned back lazily on the sofa and truthfully told the doctor how he felt.
"Just being together makes me feel happy, and after sex I feel satisfied, peaceful, and refreshed. This is very similar to a typical destined couple or a highly compatible alpha and omega relationship. As for smoking fewer cigars, I can't think of any medical basis for that right now; it's probably just psychological. But even with cigars, smoking less is a good thing..."
“I think we can start from this direction for the next treatment. I will discuss it with my friends in the lab and then send you the report over the weekend.”
Shang Qiyue gestured for him to wait a moment and answered a phone call.
"Is that so...? Okay, it's alright... um, I'll contact you again."
A few minutes later, Shang Qiyue hung up the phone.
"Let's arrange it as you say. Is there anything I or he needs to do to cooperate during this process?"
"The first course of treatment isn't necessary; we're just making some changes to the medication. As long as you and that gentleman maintain a stable relationship, everything will be fine."
Stable relationship.
Shang Qiyue felt a surge of joy as he recalled how obedient Mu Yan was, never complaining no matter how much he was bullied. He couldn't think of anything that could make his relationship with Mu Yan unstable.
He had just casually introduced Mu Yan's brother to a job at his friend's company, telling him to arrange a regular clerical job with a slightly higher salary than the average employee, and not to make things difficult for him, just consider it as supporting an idle person.
But to my surprise, my friend's company's HR just called to tell him that Lin Yi had refused.
Shang Qiyue was genuinely puzzled. His friend's company was a legitimate, publicly listed company that paid tens of millions in taxes annually—a well-known enterprise in City A. The channel he used to contact Mu Yan's brother was a legitimate work email address. He was just worried that Mu Yan wouldn't believe in free lunches; the initial base salary was that of a normal office worker.
Shang Qiyue first met Mu Yan at Liuguang. The omega clearly knew what Liuguang was and why customers came there, but he still didn't want to take it to the last step, otherwise he wouldn't have been tormented so badly.
If you don't sleep with clients in sales, you have to work even harder, getting up early and working late to drum up business and put on a smiling face. If you're unlucky enough to run into an unreasonable client, you might work hard for a month and still only get a base salary of three thousand yuan.
Shang Qiyue couldn't think of any other reason why he could refuse this job.
As Shang Qiyue walked out of the research institute, his assistant, Xiao Luo, was still waiting for him in the car.
"Shall we take you home now, Mr. Shang, or to Mr. Mu's place?" Xiao Luo asked, observing the situation.
"Let's go to Mu Yan's place." Shang Qiyue leaned back in the passenger seat and closed his eyes to rest. The shareholders' meeting was held this afternoon. His father was still the same. Even though he had delegated power, he was still very dissatisfied with him, finding fault with him openly and secretly, which gave him a headache.
For some reason, even though Mu Yan's head-pressing technique wasn't particularly outstanding, ever since he lay on Mu Yan's lap and had his head pressed for a while, whenever he felt annoyed or tired, he desperately wished that Mu Yan could be by his side.
Mu Yan returned to work almost immediately after recovering from her injury, and Shang Qiyue also had his own work to do, so the two hadn't seen each other for almost a week.
"You're back?" Mu Yan heard the elevator and walked to the door ahead of time to take the coat that Shang Qiyue had taken off.
"Are you getting off work so early?" Shang Qiyue asked him. Mu Yan's company often required overtime, so he usually wouldn't be home at this time. "Have you had dinner? Do you want to go out for something to eat?"
“I’ve already eaten at the company. Let me go out for a bite with you. If you’re too tired to go out, how about we order takeout? I can give you a massage while you wait for your food.”
"I want to eat what you make," Shang Qiyue said.
Mu Yan hesitated for a moment: "But it's getting late, sir. It will take me a while to cook. Are you hungry?"
Shang Qiyue shook his head, leaned over and kissed him: "No need, you've had such a tiring day at work, I'll just cook some noodles myself."
"That won't do," Mu Yan said, somewhat surprised. He could make do with whatever he wanted, but how could he let Shang Qiyue eat plain noodles at his house? "I'll cook you some braised pork rib noodles, it'll be quick."
Shang Qiyue did not refuse.
Mu Yan quickly prepared the noodles, poured on the toppings, and served them to Shang Qiyue. Shang Qiyue was indeed hungry, and he ate the noodles clean and even drank a few sips of soup.
For the person who cooks, it is actually a very fulfilling thing to have their food eaten like this.
The lights were soft and yellow. Shang Qiyue sat opposite Mu Yan and casually chatted with him about work.
Mu Yan didn't understand the heartbreaking things at the shareholders' meeting, but he wouldn't pretend to understand and offer unsolicited comfort. He just listened quietly, which inexplicably made Shang Qiyue feel much better.
"Oh, right," Shang Qiyue suddenly remembered the important thing he wanted to talk to Mu Yan about today, "I found someone to arrange a job for your brother. It's quite stable, and it won't affect his normal work after we break up. But he probably guessed that it was me who arranged it and didn't want to owe me anything, so he didn't agree."
“I personally feel that his previous job wasn’t really suitable for him. He’s a bit…” Shang Qiyue considered his words carefully, then thought of a more tactful way of putting it, “He’s not very good at taking on responsibilities. Office work is different. Anyone can do it, there’s not as much overtime, it’s more stable, and you have a guaranteed income regardless of the circumstances. You don’t have to rely on commissions to make a living. Why don’t you give him a call and try to persuade him? He’s just as stubborn as you. My friend’s company HR has already called him twice. If they call again, it’ll sound like a pyramid scheme.”
Mu Yan was stunned for a moment, then remembered the reward that Shang Qiyue had casually mentioned to him a few days ago.
It turns out it was this.
Mu Yan certainly needs money, but there are many things that money can't buy.
For example, for an older brother without a formal education, a decent job would be ideal.
Mu Yan had always known that his brother didn't earn money easily and had always wanted to persuade him to change jobs. However, he was just a student who had graduated not long ago, so how could he possibly introduce his brother to a stable and respectable job?
"Thank you so much," Mu Yan said, looking at Shang Qiyue across from her, feeling extremely grateful. "I really don't know how to thank you enough..."
"Don't thank me, it was no trouble at all. Go make the call. If you thank me any longer, your brother will be going to sleep. I'll try to find a job for Xiang Zhuo when I have some free time. He has a better degree and some certifications, so I can arrange a job with a slightly higher salary."
For Shang Qiyue, this was truly a simple matter, just a matter of making a phone call.
Mu Yan felt embarrassed to call her brother in front of Shang Qiyue, so she went into her room to persuade him.
Lin Yi's attitude remained the same; he did not want Mu Yan to be with Shang Qiyue just because it would bring benefits to his family.
“I know he’s pursuing you, and I know it’s normal for him to be nice to you. But all of this is a gift he’s giving you based on the premise that you’ll be with him in the future. Do you want to be with him? I don’t want you to owe him more and more until you have no choice but to be with him in the end. My job is pretty good now, I can support myself. No job is easy, do you think sitting in an office is easy?”
“But he’s very good to me, he…” Mu Yan recalled the details of their usual interactions and said to her brother, half-jokingly, “He’s very gentle, very generous, and very handsome. He… is really good, brother.”
Lin Yi's tone was still hesitant: "But you..."
“I went back and thought about it again,” Mu Yan said. “I actually like him. I think… I’m going to give it a try with him.”
“Go ahead,” Mu Yan said, unusually drawing out her words as she coaxed her brother. “I broke up with Lu Chong, but I can’t possibly never date again. President Shang is so outstanding, I might not even be able to find someone else who can compare to him. What’s wrong with him arranging a job for his boyfriend’s brother? Does he think that if he’s such a big boss, he’ll call his friend to fire you after the breakup? Doesn’t he care about losing face in front of his friends?”
After much coaxing and pleading, Lin Yi finally agreed. Before hanging up, he repeatedly emphasized to him that it was okay to be in a relationship, but he must love himself and put his own feelings first. If he felt unhappy, he should break up with her immediately.
Mu Yan agreed to everything, and advised her brother to get some rest and remember to call HR back tomorrow.
The call ended with a beep.
Shang Qiyue pushed open the door, walked to the window where Mu Yan was standing and making a phone call, and picked him up by the thighs like he was carrying a child.
Mu Yan was about to ask him how he knew his call was over when she remembered that S-class alphas have far superior senses of smell and hearing. Just because Shang Qiyue was making a call in his room while he was in the living room doesn't mean Shang Qiyue couldn't hear him making a call in his room while he was in the living room.
Even if Shang Qiyue didn't intentionally eavesdrop, it's impossible for him to cover his ears and deliberately pretend he couldn't hear anything.
"Mr. Shang, I'm so sorry, I misspoke just now..."
Shang Qiyue remained silent, his warm palms resting firmly on Mu Yan's legs and slender waist, his breath mingling with Mu Yan's.
"Did the baby just say he likes me on the phone?" Even though there was no one else around, Shang Qiyue still whispered in Mu Yan's ear as if sharing a secret, his breath spraying all over his face.
"Does he really like me, or is he just pretending to like me to fool me?"
Mu Yan's waist was already a little weak from his kisses, and when he was bitten on the ear so intimately, even the roots of his ears turned red.
Their intimate contact was far too suggestive. They weren't in bed, and Shang Qiyue clearly had no need to coax him into opening up.
"I like you..." Mu Yan uttered the words, but Shang Qiyue gently yet irresistibly pried open her lips again, "It's true... I like you..."
"Liar." Shang Qiyue pressed his thumb against his lower back, as if punishing him, but the action was too ambiguous. Even the oblivious Mu Yan could sense that Shang Qiyue didn't seem really angry, but rather like he was flirting.
"I've liked my ex-boyfriend for so long, how could I so easily stop liking him and start liking me instead?"
Mu Yan paused, unsure how to respond.
Is it wrong to answer in the same way as Shang Qiyue?
“It’s okay if you lie to me, baby,” Shang Qiyue kissed the tip of his nose. “Whether you like me now or not, I like you a lot. I’ve never treated anyone like this before. I want you to be happy, and I want everyone you care about to be happy.”
“A few days ago, Lin Guojun was caught at the foot massage parlor. If he has a criminal record, it will probably have some impact on you and your brother. I got him out, and I also cleared his debts. I hired a bodyguard to keep him in custody, and his schedule and food are like those in prison.”
"The best treatment for kidney failure is still transplantation, and I will help keep an eye out for it."
"Or do you want Lin Guojun to have a worse life? My family has a stake in that mental hospital in the suburbs. We can give him an electric shock every day or something. It's pretty miserable for healthy people to stay there..."
Seeing that Mu Yan was completely stunned, Shang Qiyue put him down and gently rubbed his head: "Baby?"
Mu Yan snapped out of her daze: "No, no need... let's leave it like this."
Are you happy?
Mu Yan still had his arms around Shang Qiyue's neck. Hearing this, he gently reached up and kissed Shang Qiyue's lips.
"I'm so happy..." Mu Yan felt a lump in her throat and her vision blurred. "I'm so happy... Thank you, sir."
"Is this a reward for me?" Shang Qiyue asked. "Can I ask for something else?"
Even if you don't do these things for me, you can get whatever you want from me.
Besides, there are the gambling debts to be cleared, a stable job for my brother, and a transplant arranged for my mother...
Everything he never dared to imagine before.
The mountain that had been weighing on him for years suddenly collapsed, and Mu Yan felt a little dizzy for a moment.
Mu Yan thought he wanted to do "that" with her, so she turned around to draw the curtains, but Shang Qiyue gently grabbed her hand.
The sky was dark, and the moon and stars were few outside the window.
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