Chapter 85 [ABO Arc] (Part 4): [False Pregnancy Warning]
In the video, the beautiful woman has long black hair and eyebrows, and her skin is as white as snow. Her shirt is tucked into her trousers, outlining her slender waistline. Even through the screen, you can almost feel the delicate and warm touch of her skin.
Feng Gui hurriedly tried to stand up, but Ying Shixue waved him off, indicating that it was fine to continue the live stream. However, since the client had said so, he couldn't really do it. Feng Gui, unusually flustered, said, "President Ying..."
Ying Shixue nodded: "I just came to take a look. You can continue as before."
Feng Gui responded with a sigh, and the client, present, became even more dedicated to explaining and promoting the product.
【Yo yo yo, yo yo yo】
Why did you stop with the flowery language? The boss's here, now you're quiet, aren't you?
[Hahaha, I suspect Douzi's ears turned red. I would blush too if I were talking to such a stunning beauty.]
Zhang Gui coughed lightly, finding the name "Potato King" rather amusing for the first time: "Well, they're just joking, that's not what they meant, haha, haha..."
Seeing that everything was proceeding as usual and the live stream's popularity and response were decent, Ying Shixue was about to leave. He nodded, and Zhang Gui, understanding his intention, got up to see him off. However, as he stood up, for some reason, his leg suddenly brushed against the camera stand on the ground. Immediately following, a series of events ensued, with the decorative small porcelain pot at the very edge spinning around and about to crash down.
Ying Shixue's pupils contracted slightly, and the stagehand exclaimed in surprise. Zhang Gui thought something was wrong and reached out to catch the small basin, but it was too late due to the distance. Just as it was about to hit someone, a large hand swept across from the side and caught the small basin steadily.
It happened to be in a blind spot, so the viewers in the live chat were completely unaware and hadn't realized what was happening; they were still celebrating.
[If that beautiful woman were to talk to me, I'd be willing to give her half of SK's shares!]
[How dare you eat and take things upstairs! I strongly condemn this and you have to include me!! Mr. Ying, you know I've never had a wife since I was a child... [Pity][Pity]]
[My beautiful wife, my wife, I'm so excited!]
Then a pause
Song Mingli raised an eyebrow, steadily held the small porcelain basin, and put it back in its original place. His gaze swept over the latest few comments on the screen.
very good.
He still insists on kissing his wife.
Ying Shixue was stunned for a moment. Before she could even ask, "Why are you here?", she suddenly realized that this was a live broadcast and grabbed Song Mingli's hand, trying to get out of the camera's range.
I pulled it.
It didn't move.
Um?
Ying Shixue turned around in confusion, and Song Mingli smiled slightly.
Actually, before going upstairs, he had spoken with his secretary and learned that Ying Shixue was on the floor where the product was being showcased in a live stream. Out of curiosity and support, he clicked into the live stream, only to find himself caught up with Ying Shixue entering the frame.
He recalled those comments and ground his back teeth.
What kind of poison is it that you have to test it on yourself if your mouth is poisonous? What kind of battle-hardened person is he who is prepared to fight off a honey trap? What kind of person is he who wants both food and money? And what kind of person is he who calls his wife?
Very good. All very good.
Ying Shixue was still wondering why he hadn't left when Song Mingli looked at him and suddenly whispered:
"Wife."
His voice is low and deep, and it is already a very magnetic and pleasant voice. By deliberately elongating the ending notes, it sounds even more affectionate and tender.
The chat was silent for a moment, then went completely wild:
[Holy crap!! Holy crap!! What did I just hear?!]
【Wife~~】
【Wife~~】
[It wasn't someone upstairs who said the relationship was bad. Who calls their wife "wife" the first thing they see when their relationship is bad?]
[You've got that kind of smooth delivery, bro!]
Ying Shixue's ears burned, but she didn't refute: "You..." Why did you suddenly call me that?
Song Mingli lifted the insulated food container in his hand: "Honey, I was worried you weren't eating properly, so I brought you some food. I didn't expect to run into you working on your live stream. I hope I didn't disturb you?"
“I didn’t mean to disturb you. I wasn’t livestreaming anyway, I was just trying to rest…” Ying Shixue paused, then realized it wasn’t appropriate: “Let’s go somewhere else.”
“Okay,” Song Mingli agreed, “Let’s go, wife.”
He put one arm around Ying Shixue's shoulder, seemingly unintentionally glancing at the camera screen one last time, and naturally pulled her around. From behind, he looked extremely possessive, and due to the size difference, Ying Shixue was practically nestled in his arms.
[Wait!! Wait!! I'll top up my account, I'll top up my account, okay? Don't go!!]
Didn't you guys notice the last look that President Song gave us...?
[Holy crap, I was just about to say, "Oh my god, I was almost startled!" I don't know how to describe it, but it felt like... provocative and smug? No, this guy...]
Go ahead and call him whatever you want, but he'll only respond when I call him "wife."
【Seriously, Hagi Song, you're so childish…】
[Just because someone called him "wife" once, they insisted on calling him "wife" back in the live stream.]
[And didn't you notice that when he appeared, President Ying didn't want to interrupt the live stream and wanted to go aside to handle some personal matters, but President Song insisted on keeping him there and saying a few words?]
[Every single sentence he says mentions his wife. Okay, we know you have a wife now. Do you think I'm jealous? [Clown][Clown]]
Ying Shixue was completely unaware of the storm that had erupted on the screen again. After taking the elevator to the top-floor office, Song Mingli took out a lunchbox. The moment he opened it, the aroma of fresh food filled the air, and Ying Shixue's expression changed instantly as she stood up with a mocking look.
Then he hurriedly strode towards the restroom.
Song Mingli's expression changed, and he put down his things and followed, but this floor had a public restroom, so how could he possibly enter the Omega restroom?
The sounds of gagging and rushing water filled the air. Song Mingli's eyes were dark. How many times had this happened this month, just from what he had seen?
I can't eat anything, yet I feel hungry, I'm easily fatigued, drowsy, and have lower back pain...
As Song Mingli counted these symptoms one by one, a very incredible possibility suddenly welled up in his mind.
He immediately dismissed it with a jolt.
No, that's impossible.
Omega's rainy season usually occurs two to three times a year, with younger Omegas possibly having one more. During this period, an Alpha is usually needed to accompany them, kissing, hugging, marking, and comforting them. It generally lasts for five to seven days unless the Omega becomes pregnant midway through, causing their body to secrete another hormone, thus ending the rainy season. In that case, even if the Alpha is crazy or unwilling, they have no choice but to stop.
After all, even with a high degree of compatibility, it is still a physiological need. However, being dragged back to the lair by an Alpha who is like a beast and repeatedly ravaged and occupied for such a long time is definitely not a comfortable thing. The oppressive force brought by the strong body and terrifying stamina is enough to make an Omega cry, scream, faint, and wake up again. Many clever Omegas would rather choose to get pregnant than be pinned down on the bed and messed with for a week.
Song Mingli was certain that Ying Shixue was not pregnant. His last period of intimacy was three months ago. Although they did go all the way inside during the final marking, it was a complete seven-day period of intimacy in various places in the villa.
But what's going on in this situation now?
Song Mingli's face was gloomy, but his heart was extremely anxious. An Alpha's protective instinct towards the Omega he had chosen was almost limitless. No one but himself could touch him. Knowing that his lover was suffering but being unable to see and comfort him was already a huge test of his patience. In particular, the Alpha's outstanding hearing and five senses allowed him to distinguish his lover's suppressed gagging and coughing.
The silent air was filled with the cracking sound of knuckles snapping together. The veins on the back of the Alpha's hand bulged, but this wasn't home, and he couldn't just barge into the Omega's bathroom in a public place. Like a caged beast, he stood in the corridor outside the bathroom, recalling all the events of the past few days.
He lost weight after returning from his business trip, felt hungry frequently but couldn't eat much, was prone to vomiting, and was drowsy. Moreover, considering his current frequency of three to four months of fertility, it had been more than three months, but there was no sign of the onset of fertility.
The bathroom door was opened again. Ying Shixue held onto the edge of the door frame. Perhaps it was psychological, but her already casual suit became even looser. Two buttons on the collar were undone, revealing her slender and long collarbone. Her cheeks must have been washed; they were almost transparently white under the water.
Her eyelashes, like butterfly wings, were long and jet black, and her pure black eyes were clear and bright.
Song Mingli's heart trembled violently, and he stepped forward to pull the person into his arms.
Ying Shixue wrapped her arms around his shoulders and neck, snuggling close to him, and gently inhaled the reassuring scent emanating from the Alpha's chest.
The doctor was on his way without stopping. After receiving the news, Mo Wen rode his motorcycle at breakneck speed, weaving through the speed limit lines. The doctor was almost blown away by the wind. He was grabbed by the back of the neck and dragged to the top floor after getting off the motorcycle.
The office was a typical suite. The outer area was for regular work and conversation, while the inner area was a lounge. Although it was called a lounge, it was actually very luxurious and comfortable, with everything built to the highest standards. The powerful man, known for his cold and ruthless methods, sat on the bed, almost weakly, with a thin blanket covering his legs.
This place was clearly a very private territory. Even though he had applied enough suppressants before coming, he still frowned at the stimulation of the possessive and confining pheromones of his fellow Alphas.
The doctor was well-prepared and fully equipped this time. The more he took out the instrument and tested, the more he felt something was wrong. Song Mingli's face darkened along with the readings on the instrument. Countless thoughts flashed through his mind. Suddenly, he felt a warm and delicate touch on his hand.
Ying Shixue took his hand and gave him a gentle and reassuring smile:
"It's alright," he said softly. "I know my own body; it's not a big problem."
Although the smile on his pale face was not very convincing and even made people feel more sorry for him, his calm tone had a strange power to calm people down.
Song Mingli took a deep breath, leaned down and kissed him on the forehead: "I won't let anything happen to you."
“You two,” the doctor, who had been ignored, finally made his presence known, “I know this scene is touching and I didn’t mean to disturb you, but Mr. Ying’s health doesn’t seem to be as…” He carefully left the last word out, “Mr. Ying’s condition is rather special. I suspect it’s caused by an excessively high level of pheromone fusion… a pseudopregnancy.”
Song Mingli raised an eyebrow, and Ying Shixue also looked at him.
Under immense pressure, the doctor swallowed hard and said, "Mr. Ying's glands are only sensitive to yours. Because they have been injected with too many Alpha pheromones for a long time, they cannot digest them in time, causing the hormone levels to be too high, which makes the body mistakenly think that you are pregnant."
"It's not a big problem; the symptoms will disappear in a month or two. However, you still need to be careful during this period, as Omega people may also experience symptoms such as drowsiness, lower back pain, and emotional sensitivity..."
As Song Mingli listened, he took notes in his mind, his brow furrowing: "He always has no appetite, is this a symptom he has to go through?"
The doctor paused, then hesitated before saying, "Theoretically, that's how it is..."
Seeing that Song Mingli was showing signs of distress, he quickly added, "We suggest eating smaller, more frequent meals to replenish your body's energy and nutrients. Avoid overexertion and spicy foods. It's best to have your own Alpha partner accompany you and release pheromones to soothe you. The effects may be more noticeable in the early stages, but they will gradually improve later."
This only makes his Omega uncomfortable and serves no other purpose... However, it can be used to make him eat more, and then legitimately force him to rest for a while. Song Mingli thought to himself, "This situation should not happen again after this."
The doctor really felt like he had a terrible day. His day off was almost here, and he couldn't even get a break today. But as a doctor, it was his duty to answer the patient's family's question...
Chen Sheng closed his eyes briefly and said tactfully, "Going inside during the rainy season is possible, but we might need to be a little careful..."
"Just be careful not to leave the Quiet Night in there for too long. It's best not to leave it overnight too often, and don't leave it for more than eight hours frequently."
Ying Shixue blushed from her slender white neck to the roots of her ears. Song Mingli was also stunned for a moment, then smiled, his hand still on the Omega's thin shoulder: "Okay, I understand, you can go back now."
After that day, Song Mingli finally had a good reason to keep him at home: a two-day weekend, from 9 am to 5 pm, and he would wait at the entrance of the SK Group lobby at 5 pm every day to pick him up and take him home. He was not allowed to bring work home, and he was guaranteed eight hours of sleep at night and a lunch break at noon. At the same time, he had to accept being fed by Song Mingli every meal.
This is completely treating people like pigs... At 4:30 pm, Ying Shixue ate the braised pork ribs with dairy products on her plate and thought bitterly.
This was his fourth meal of the day. He had freshly squeezed juice on the table, a soft sofa on the sofa, entertainment programs on the TV, and the air conditioning was set to the most comfortable temperature.
Song Mingli brought over freshly washed small sour fruits, each one emerald green and plump, with glistening water droplets still clinging to them: "Would you like to go for a walk outside later?"
Ying Shixue, with a piece of fruit still in her mouth, nodded and said, "Yes!"
Of course, you need to maintain a certain level of physical activity, otherwise life would be too decadent...
Before leaving, Song Mingli glanced at the half-eaten plate lying to the side. He said he ate several meals a day, but in reality, he barely ate anything at each meal. Two small meat chops counted as one meal; normally, he could eat five or six by himself in one sitting…
He knew this was his body instinctively storing energy, usually because the little one inside him was too energetic and had taken too much of the mother's nutrients.
He's such a little debt collector.
Song Mingli frowned, then relaxed his grip as if remembering something. Thankfully, it wasn't actually pregnant, otherwise he definitely would have dragged it out and given it a good spanking...
This residential area truly lives up to its once-shockingly high price. The garden covers a vast area, with quiet and dense woods, artificial springs gushing from the rockery, and lush green grass covered with large swaths of seasonal flowers. The water droplets splashing from the fountain refract a rainbow of colors under the sunlight.
On rest days, adults often bring their children out for a walk. Groups of two or three children laugh and chase each other. Ying Shixue walks on the outer rubber track and sometimes sits down on a bench to rest. There are always curious children who will come closer under various pretexts.
At this time, Ying Shixue would squeeze their little hands, take out candy or cookies from her pocket and put them in their palms, watching the happy smiles on the children's faces.
In most cases, Song Mingli simply observed all of this coldly.
He knew that Ying Shixue was naturally compassionate and protective of such weak, defenseless young creatures, and he could also feign a peaceful demeanor.
Ying Shixue might get away with this once or twice, but after a while, he would become more sensitive and notice. Later, Song Mingli discovered that Ying Shixue had begun to intentionally or unintentionally avoid those children.
One evening, Song Mingli took his hand, and the two of them walked slowly along a relatively secluded road. He had asked about this matter before.
Ying Shixue simply smiled gently, tilted her head back, and kissed his chin:
"You are the most important."
He looked at Song Mingli: "Have you ever thought about us having children?"
Song Mingli thought about it very seriously, and after a moment shook his head:
"I never thought of that."
Even with the rapid advancements in technology, childbirth remains an extremely arduous and laborious activity, accompanied by immense dangers and uncertainties. No matter how appealing or reliable it may sound, it is a real and arduous journey through the gates of hell.
Normally, he couldn't bear it if Xiaoxue bumped or fell, or ate or slept less. Moreover, Xiaoxue's body was special and her glands were sensitive, so he couldn't bear any accident that might happen to her.
Besides, what's the point of having a child? Isn't he enough?
He subconsciously loathed and was unwilling to recall his own childhood frailty and how he would grow old and powerless with age, which extended to his inexplicable indifference towards these children.
The setting sun cast long shadows on the ground, which intertwined as they walked, seemingly inseparable. Ying Shixue nodded: "I know."
He said casually, "But we will always be together."
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