Chapter 3 You can sleep with me if you want
After returning from Silver Lake Mansion.
Wen Song returned to a life of going back to work, home, and work.
He was busy shuttling between home, the company, and the hospital, and occasionally he would take a break to attend banquets and "friends' events" that Zhao Mingzhuo had invited him to.
I don't know if he's being too sensitive or if there's some other reason.
Guan Ju was present at every gathering.
The other person remained indifferent and aloof, staying away from the crowd and doing something in a corner.
Moreover, Wen Song noticed that Zhao Mingzhuo had been inviting him to activities he wouldn't normally participate in, such as playing mahjong, drinking, or racing, with unusual frequency lately. It seemed a bit strange, as if Zhao Mingzhuo was deliberately showing him off.
Wen Song found the word "show off" amusing.
What's so great about being a Beta?
Sure enough, as soon as they arrived at the banquet villa provided by Zhao Mingzhuo, they overheard people nearby talking and discussing:
"Who is he? I've never seen him before."
"Wen Song, Zhuo Ge's boyfriend."
"Huh? You mean this Beta is who to Zhuo-ge? A Beta who doesn't even have pheromones isn't good enough for Zhuo-ge at all, how could he possibly be a boyfriend?"
"I bet Zhuo Ge is just playing around."
"Shh, keep your voice down, don't let anyone hear you."
"Just a mere Beta."
Wen Song is not deaf.
I could hear everything other people were saying behind my back.
This includes a contemptuous and disdainful tone.
Originally, Wen Song wanted to leave and pretend he hadn't heard, but then he heard the Omega say in a sarcastic tone, "I remember now, his name is Wen Song, right? The illegitimate son of the Wen family. I heard that he only returned to the family to raise money for his dying grandmother. He must have gotten close to Brother Zhuo for money."
Upon hearing this, Wen Song's face darkened, he stopped, and was about to turn back when he suddenly heard a scream.
"ah---!"
The Omega who had been talking nonsense earlier was suddenly drenched in a glass of red wine by someone on the second floor.
"Who is it!" The Omega's hair was soaked with red wine and stuck together, with wine stains running down his face.
He looked utterly disheveled.
As soon as she looked up, the vicious curses she uttered were swallowed back down upon meeting the empty glass in the Alpha's hand.
———It is Guan Ju.
The Great Demon King whom no one dares to provoke.
The instigator just watched them coldly without showing the slightest remorse.
Seeing this, his friend immediately tried to smooth things over: "Brother Sui must have been careless. It's okay, I'll take you to the lounge to wash up and change into some clean clothes along the way."
Even though the Omega harbored resentment, he dared not vent it in front of Guan Ju.
The farce came to an end.
Wen Song did not utter a single word from beginning to end.
Looking up at the Alpha leaning halfway over the railing on the second-floor corridor, he saw the Alpha's narrow eyes glance in his direction, then in just a second he straightened up, put one hand in his pocket, and turned away with a cold expression.
Is Guan Ju helping him?
But doesn't the other person dislike him?
While pondering, Wen Song made his way through the crowd to the lounge where Zhao Mingzhuo was playing mahjong.
I never expected Guan Ju to be here too.
The other person didn't even look up, remaining nestled on the sofa playing on their phone.
After saying "I'm here," Zhao Mingzhuo continued playing the card game.
Wen Song stood aside and watched them play.
A moment later, the phone in my pocket chimed.
Worried that the hospital might be trying to contact him about something, Wen Song took out his phone and looked closely, only to find that someone had sent him an anonymous MMS message.
The other side sent a photo.
The network was poor, and the loading progress was only 30%. After a while, it was successfully loaded. When Wen Song saw the content in the picture, he squinted and shrugged two fingers on the screen to zoom in on the characters. He then realized that it was Zhao Mingzhuo and an unknown Omega kissing passionately on the roadside.
Judging from the clothes, location, and time in the photo, I'd guess it's Zhao Mingzhuo, who said he had something to take care of that night.
Without much thought, Wen Song deleted the MMS and threw it into the trash can.
After finishing a game of mahjong, Zhao Mingzhuo finally looked at Beta standing beside him, noticing that the other was engrossed in his phone. He raised his voice and asked, "What are you looking at?"
Upon hearing this, Wen Song put away her phone and replied without changing her expression, "It's nothing, just spam."
Guan Ju sat on the sofa with a cold expression, her long, slender fingers toying with her phone. The screen was lit up, displaying the message that had been successfully sent.
Hearing Wen Song's indifferent tone, his Alph aura fluctuated slightly.
The Alpha sitting next to him gasped as he was choked by the pheromones: "Brother Sui, toned down your pheromones, they're really scary! We low-level Alphas can't withstand your rage during your most sensitive period."
Guan Ju lowered her eyelids and turned off her phone screen.
"Feel sorry."
"Being in the vulnerable period is a bit unpleasant."
Alpha laughed and said, "Let's find an Omega to have some fun."
"No need," Guan Ju said calmly.
Alpha knew that Guan Ju was an upright person, but her temperament contained a bit of malice and indifference. While some powerful Alphas in the circle would find pleasure in having many people around them, she always maintained her integrity.
He even launched a sharp attack on the Omega who released pheromones to seduce him at the banquet, saying without mercy that the Omega's pheromones smelled so bad that he wanted to vomit.
Alpha chuckled. "I was just joking."
The mahjong table on the other side.
Zhao Mingzhuo took out a cigarette, lit it, and tapped the table with two fingers.
"Want to play a round?"
Wen Song shook his head: "I don't know how to play mahjong."
Zhao Mingzhuo exhaled a smoke ring, a smirk playing on his lips, "I'll teach you."
Wen Song didn't refuse, but asked, "Then where should I sit?"
An Alpha with dyed red hair sitting opposite him joked, "Why don't you sit on Brother Zhuo's lap?"
"Bang—"
A loud clattering sound of glass breaking suddenly rang out in the lounge.
Everyone present, including Wen Song, turned their gaze in the direction of the sound.
Despite being stared at by more than a dozen eyes, Guan Ju remained calm and simply said, "My hand slipped."
"You may continue."
The scene returned to its previous lively state.
Wen Song lowered his eyelids. "I'll sit next to you."
In the end, Zhao Mingzhuo gave up his seat, moved a chair and sat next to him to give him a one-on-one mahjong lesson.
During this time, he drank a beverage that Omega had offered to Zhao Mingzhuo, but Zhao Mingzhuo didn't drink it and gave it to him directly.
The Omega was so angry that his face turned deathly pale.
Wen Song knew that the other party wanted to show him that she had an ambiguous relationship with Zhao Mingzhuo, but unfortunately, Zhao Mingzhuo, this Alpha, seemed affectionate but was actually cold-hearted.
I am afraid,
This Omega used the wrong methods.
I don't know if it's because I stayed up late taking care of her the night before last that I'm a little tired now, my head is dizzy. I played a few rounds but couldn't get into the zone, so I stopped and made an excuse to find a room to rest for half an hour.
Before leaving, Wen Song glanced at the sofa.
They discovered that Guan Sui had already left without a word.
Perhaps it was just his imagination, but he felt that the other person seemed off, depressed, like a layer of dark fog brewing before a storm, quietly waiting for the moment to erupt.
That's normal.
I just heard that the other person is currently in a vulnerable period.
Guan Ju herself is not a good-tempered Alpha.
Regardless of whether the other party is good or bad, the fact that they are helping him vent his anger makes it impossible for Wen Song to define them as the latter.
As I walked, my vision became blurry.
Wen Song propped his head up, feeling his consciousness slowly fading away.
He walked through the corridor, turned the corner, and stood in front of the door. He couldn't tell the door number, pressed the doorknob but couldn't open the door. Then the door opened from the inside.
“............”
A strong, sturdy, and powerful hand emerged from inside and grabbed Wen Song's wrist. The two were of vastly different strengths, and he had no time to break free. The hand suddenly pulled him inside.
The door was slammed shut with a loud bang.
In a dizzying moment, Wen Song was pushed against the back of the door, the hard solid wood digging into him with a slight pain.
The room was dark, with no lights on, so dark that it was impossible to tell who was standing in front of it.
The only thing they knew was that the other party was an Alpha.
"you"
Wen Song felt dizzy and inexplicably felt her whole body burning up.
The pain brought consciousness back for a brief moment.
What's going on?!
Wen Song immediately sensed something was wrong and instantly realized that she had been drugged.
In his daze, the Alpha who had grabbed his hands and pinned them above his head gradually drew closer.
The cool tip of my nose brushed against my cheek.
The pheromones of wild agave penetrated into the nasal cavity.
Although Wen Song is a Beta, he is different from other Betas. He can smell the pheromones on Alphas and Omegas during their fertile and heat cycles without being affected.
The Alph-like substance that's holding him back is agave.
Then the other party,
Isn't that Guan Ju who left early?!
At this moment, Wen Song's rationality was stretched to a thin line. He wanted to fight back but was powerless, and his body temperature gradually rose and became burning hot.
"Guanju".
"Wake up."
Noticing Guan Ju's elusive kiss landing on the corner of his lips, Wen Song's sensitive body reacted instantly, as if facing a formidable enemy. He quickly turned his head away to avoid the kiss, attempting to awaken the other's consciousness.
"Look carefully at who I am—!"
Guan Ju's cold voice was extremely hoarse as she hummed in response.
"Wen Song."
"Will you let me sleep with you?"
Wen Song's pupils contracted sharply. Before he could even utter a word of refusal, an Alpha extended his tongue and gently licked and bit his neck.
Their breathing mingled in the darkness, creating an ambiguous atmosphere.
The hot breath sprayed onto the side of her neck, causing a tingling sensation in her pale skin, her blood vessels to throb, and her emotions to surge violently. The other person lowered their voice and drew out the last syllable, then said, word by word:
"You can sleep with me if you want."
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