Chapter 26 Alpha Possessiveness Is Such
Guan Ju composed herself and lightly tapped her fingers on the dining table.
"This will not be repeated."
“You are one of my few best friends, and I don’t want to hear a single bad word about Wen Song from your mouth.”
Duan quickly made a zipping motion, "I know, I won't say that again."
"I just think it's better to speak up than to poach someone and fall out with Zhao Mingzhuo. That way, you can save face."
Guan Ju lowered his eyelids, remaining expressionless.
After a long while, seeing Wen Song come out of the kitchen after washing the dishes, he slowly said, "What face do I need?"
After speaking, he chuckled lightly, his tone seemingly calm yet carrying a hint of arrogance.
"Within Suicheng, who dares to disrespect me?"
"Or perhaps someone dares to gossip about me behind my back."
Duan was speechless.
If at first he was still wondering what Wen Song meant to Guan Ju, now, based on the other party's attitude and words, he knew that it wasn't just a casual fling.
She'd rather bear the label of "mistress" than let Wen Song get away with stealing someone else's partner; clearly, she doesn't want to cause Wen Song any harm.
really.
Guan Ju wants something but can't get it.
With just a few words, Zhao Mingzhuo could get Wen Song to give up to him.
But why not do it?
Because in Guan Ju's heart, Wen Song was never a plaything. The meaningless and humiliating games in the Alpha circle did not need to be played on him, which could be considered a form of protection.
Duan was about to say something when the person they had mentioned arrived at the dining table.
Wen Song felt that the atmosphere between the two was a bit strange.
Do even best friends argue?
That's normal.
Everyone has different personalities and viewpoints, and disagreements will always arise over small things.
“Let me take the bowl inside for you,” Wen Song said, pointing to the bowl of ginger soup in front of Guan Ju. “You two continue your conversation.”
"I'll do it myself," Guan Ju said, standing up.
He picked up the bowl and headed towards the kitchen.
Wen Song: ".........."
So this is what the Crown Prince is like—down-to-earth?
Duan felt he couldn't bear to watch.
The blatant favoritism was right in front of them; anyone who knew Guan Ju even slightly could sense her unusual behavior.
They seem unwilling to trouble others, but in reality, they hide their feelings for Wen Song in the details.
I'm really drunk.
How come I never noticed before that Guan Sui is a hopeless romantic?
"You can sit here," Duan Ze said. "Or would you like to go out and have some fun?"
Wen Song wasn't very interested in the crazy pool party. He only came because Zhao Mingzhuo invited him. Almost everyone there was Zhao Mingzhuo's friend, and not many people really liked him. So he figured he might as well stay indoors, have some snacks, and have a drink.
Why go out into a bustling environment to find the taste of loneliness?
If he encounters another Omega like the one who dragged him down with him not long ago, it would be a waste of time and energy to deal with them.
"I don't want to go out."
"I'll just sit here and look at my phone for a while."
Duan Ze also understood.
Having just experienced being bothered by others, I have no desire to be in that situation again, as I easily become the center of attention.
Just then, Zhao Mingzhuo, who had been mingling at the party, came to the restaurant with a glass of champagne.
Seeing Wen Song and the others sitting at the dining table, he was somewhat surprised.
What are you all doing here?
The dining room in the villa is a separate area; you have to walk through the living room and turn right to enter.
The kitchen and dining area are in the same space but separated by a glass door and a bar counter. It is a semi-open kitchen with a relatively large area.
Duan sighed, "I'm tired from swimming, so I'm here to find something to eat."
Zhao Mingzhuo raised an eyebrow. "Aren't there places to eat outside? If you want something substantial, I can ask your aunt to make you some pasta."
Duan waved his hand, "Never mind, I'll just eat something simple."
"Whatever you like."
After Zhao Mingzhuo finished speaking, he came to Wen Song's side.
Just as he was about to ask if the other person wanted ginger tea, he suddenly fell silent. Alpha's sense of smell was keen, so he bent down and closed the distance between them.
His gaze swept over Beta's smooth, fair nape.
If Wen Song were an Omega, Zhao Mingzhuo's actions would be considered as sniffing the other's glands.
Their suggestive postures prove that their relationship is quite close.
Guan Sui, who had just come out of the kitchen, happened to see this scene. She stopped and stared at Zhao Mingzhuo's every move with her narrow eyes.
Sitting opposite, Duan Ze felt a strange sense of chaos approaching. He noticed that Guan Ju, who had stopped at the kitchen door, was watching Zhao Mingzhuo sniffing Wen Song's nape with a slightly somber expression.
"Hiss—" He gasped inwardly.
Wen Song noticed Zhao Mingzhuo approaching, tensed up, and only slowly turned her head after several seconds.
The next second, he met Guan Ju's gaze as she stood by the glass door of the kitchen.
He suppressed his inexplicable feeling of guilt, turned to the side, and asked Zhao Mingzhuo, "What's wrong? Is there something on my neck?"
Zhao Mingzhuo straightened up, his peach blossom eyes narrowed, and said, word by word, "You have the aura of another Alpha on you."
Upon hearing this, Duan Ze paused for a moment before immediately saying, "There are so many Alphas at the pool party, and even just the few of us in the restaurant are Alphas. It's not surprising that Wen Song has the scent of Alpha essence on him."
Zhao Mingzhuo's expression darkened. "It smells like tequila."
Duan Ze: ""
As is widely known, only the tequila with Guanju pheromones is found in the cult.
Guan Ju just took a step forward, ready to speak.
Wen Song said slowly and deliberately, "I forgot to remove the tags when I changed my clothes, so I asked President Guan for a favor."
"Maybe it was because I caught his pheromones at that time."
Zhao Mingzhuo swirled the champagne in his hand. "No wonder."
Duan chuckled lightly, seemingly teasingly asking, "Your possessiveness is quite strong. You can smell even the slightest trace of pheromones. I was just talking to Wen Song very close to him. Did you notice my pheromones on him?"
Zhao Mingzhuo smiled and said, "I'm sorry, please forgive me for being more sensitive to other Alphas' pheromones during my most vulnerable period these past few days."
"Not to mention that I smelled it on my boyfriend."
After saying that, he looked at the Alpha standing by the glass door and said, "Ah Sui, I didn't mean anything by it."
Guan Ju smiled and said, "I understand."
"Alphas are inherently possessive."
Wen Song remained unfazed.
Because Zhao Mingzhuo didn't seem to have discovered anything from it.
Even if there were any suspicions, evidence would be needed to prove that they had some other improper relationship, not to mention that the other party's attitude was obviously just a simple questioning because they smelled tequila on him.
Zhao Mingzhuo tilted his head back and finished the champagne, then casually placed the wine glass on the table.
She straightened her collar and put her hand on Wen Song's shoulder. "Xiao Song, come for a walk with me."
Guan Ju's gaze subtly moved to Wen Song's hand on his shoulder, then moved away without a trace, as she got up and went to the bar to make a drink.
Wen Song stood up. "Okay."
Before leaving, Zhao Mingzhuo greeted the other two, saying, "A-Sui, Ze'er, please make yourselves at home. If you get hungry, you can see what food is available."
After everyone left, only Guan Ju and Duan Ze remained in the restaurant.
"What did Zhao Mingzhuo mean by what he said just now?" Duan Ze asked as soon as the man left, then quickly sat down on a high stool in front of the bar. "He really has a keen sense of smell; he could smell your pheromones on Wen Song right away."
As he finished speaking, it was as if he had remembered something important that he had overlooked.
"Speaking of which, you disappeared all night tonight, could it be with Wen Song?"
Worried that someone might overhear what he was saying, he stretched out his hands and clapped them twice in an exaggerated manner, making a "slap slap" sound.
Guan Ju took down the decanter, loosely lifted his eyelids, and uttered two words.
"No, I didn't do it."
What was meant to be an explanation sounded like an Alpha's unfulfilled desires to Duan Ze.
“By the way, did you smell it? Zhao Mingzhuo has a very strong Omeg scent on him,” Duan Ze said, resting his chin on his hand. “He’s become even more reckless because Wen Song is a Beta and can’t smell it.”
Guan Ju said expressionlessly, "He was in his vulnerable period and didn't take any inhibitors."
Duan nodded and said, "This is really a disgrace to our A-level team."
Guan Ju calmly said, "What other people do in their private lives is none of our business."
Finally, he added, "But he is not good enough for Wen Song."
"Tsk," Duan Ze said, half-lying on the bar, "what do you think Zhao Mingzhuo meant when he called Wen Song to come for a walk?"
Guan Ju pulled the cork off the wine bottle. "They're a couple, how would I know?"
Duan asked, "Aren't you curious?"
Guan Ju poured the red wine into the decanter. "Not curious."
Duan blinked, "Why?"
Guan Ju stopped moving. "There's no reason."
Duan Ze: "?"
Guan Ju took out two wine glasses. "If you're curious, you can follow them and eavesdrop."
Duan shrugged. "She's not someone I like."
Guan Ju admitted, "Yes, it's someone I like."
Duan felt extremely nauseous. This was the first time he had ever heard his brother, who was always indifferent, ruthless, and sexually frigid, so frankly say the word "like."
It would be even better if Wen Song didn't have a boyfriend.
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