Stepping out of the private room, Fang Fengqin felt rather conflicted.
It was true that he hated Shen Jiyun, but using such underhanded tactics to force someone to leave was no different from a common hoodlum.
The restroom was on the right side of the corridor. The third floor of the Jincheng Club was open exclusively to dignitaries, the second floor served VIP users, and the first floor was for regular guests.
Standing on the third floor, one could take in a panoramic view of both the first and second floors.
As Fang Fengqin listened to the laughter and chatter drifting up from below, he vaguely felt that one of the voices sounded very familiar. He cast a casual glance downward, but at that single look, his gaze abruptly froze.
In a corner booth, a figure wearing a white dress looked particularly eye-catching.
Suspecting he might be drunk, Fang Fengqin walked toward the railing and looked closely. It really was Shen Jiyun’s younger sister!
Her long, black, straight hair was scattered around her ears, framing a face so pale it was almost slightly bluish-green.
The young girl sat all alone, looking very awkward and hesitant, opening her mouth several times to speak to the people around her but stopping each time.
Was the Shen family so poor that they even had to send a newly adult girl out to sell herself?
Fang Fengqin had no idea where this wave of unprovoked anger came from. Shen Jiyun always looked so refined and detached, yet behind closed doors, he was just as sordid as the rest.
Unwilling to meddle any further in this kind of consensual business, he was just about to leave when he suddenly saw a man reach out and wrap his arm around the girl’s waist, pulling her forcefully into his embrace.
The girl let out a shriek, reaching out to pry the man’s hands away, but her strength was no match for his. As she cried and pleaded, the surrounding people burst into boisterous laughter.
Fang Fengqin’s expression darkened.
He strode downstairs. At the entrance to the second floor, a bodyguard recognized him and greeted him respectfully, “Young Master Fang, what is wrong.”
Without wasting words, Fang Fengqin kicked the door open. The massive crash caused the people in the open seating area and booths to turn their heads in unison to look in their direction.
Someone recognized Fang Fengqin and looked extremely surprised. Why is this young master suddenly coming down to the second floor?
“Young Master Fang, come have a drink with us!” An Omega wearing a small spaghetti-strap top fluttered her eyelashes at him, giggling as she tried to cozy up to him.
Giving her a cold glance, Fang Fengqin did not stop his stride, heading straight for the corner booth.
Under the watchful eyes of everyone, with a dark and frosty expression, he yanked the white-dressed girl right out of the man’s arms.
Then, he threw a heavy, forceful punch.
“Ah!” The man who took the punch was an Alpha, a notorious playboy who relied on a little money to hunt for prey on the second floor of Jincheng. With lovers of both genders, he played very dirty.
“Which bastard dares to hit me!”
Qi Qi stood up while holding his face, his expression vicious, but the moment he saw the person standing before him, his expression shifted drastically.
“F-Young Master Fang?” He retreated dryly, and upon seeing that Fang Fengqin was shielding Shen Yue, his heart turned ice-cold.
Could this girl be one of Fang Fengqin’s people? Dammit, that punk Qin Xiao didn’t warn me about this twist.
Fang Fengqin clenched his fists tightly, wanting to strike again, when he heard the soft sound of Shen Yue sobbing beside him.
His strength suddenly drained away, and he felt as though he must really be drunk. Why was he even sticking his nose into this? Wouldn’t it have been enough just to let the bodyguard handle it?
“Stop crying.” Fang Fengqin’s brows knitted tightly together. He brushed away the hand Shen Yue had wrapped around his arm, feeling rather exhausted.
“Throw him out.” He pointed at Qi Qi while speaking to the bodyguards, then pointed at Shen Yue. “Escort her home safely.”
Just as he reached the elevator lobby, Shen Yue hurried over from behind. Her tears still hadn’t stopped as she called out to him in a small voice, “Sister-in-law.”
Fang Fengqin was almost angry enough to laugh.
Was there anyone normal in the Shen family?
First, a dead man inexplicably bit him and then turned around to dismiss it all as an accident, and now another person was chasing after him calling him sister-in-law.
Sister-in-law my foot.
“Who told you to come here?” Fang Fengqin demanded impatiently. “Where is your brother? Is he dead? Buried? Reincarnated?”
Such heavy grievances. Shen Yue knew right away that Shen Jiyun had made her sister-in-law angry.
Stopping her tears, she gently wiped them away and said, “My brother has been resting at home during his rut, and a friend invited me out to meet up. I did not know this place was a club.”
As she spoke, she felt like crying again. Before she even got to meet her friend, she had been dragged up to the second floor and told to have a drink.
“Sister-in-law, thank you.” Shen Yue looked at Fang Fengqin with tear-filled eyes, completely playing the role of a little fan-girl.
“I am not your sister-in-law.” Fang Fengqin’s face fell. “I am an Alpha. Do you know what an Alpha is?”
“I know.” Inhaling the scent of her brother lingering on Fang Fengqin, Shen Yue knowingly replied, “My Alpha sister-in-law.”
Fang Fengqin stumbled, nearly falling flat on his face.
When the elevator reached the ground floor exit, the Fang family chauffeur was waiting outside. Fang Fengqin instructed, “Escort her safely to the front door.”
Uncle Qian, the driver, looked slightly surprised, his gaze carrying a hint of inquiry as he looked at Shen Yue. He nodded in acknowledgment and asked, “What time would you like me to come pick you up?”
“I’ll have Gu Song take me back.” Fang Fengqin waved offhandedly, giving Shen Yue a fixed look in the back seat before giving instructions, “Do not go out by yourself alone anymore.”
Shen Yue had been badly frightened that night. Hearing this, she obediently nodded and whispered, “I will listen to sister-in-law.”
Hurry up and leave. Fang Fengqin felt a twitch in his brow. Being chased and called sister-in-law had somehow made him genuinely, subtly worry about her.
For some reason, he always felt like Shen Yue looked very familiar, as if he had seen her somewhere before.
Where was it. Fang Fengqin went over to the ground floor restroom to wash his hands, focusing entirely on trying to remember. When he turned around, his nose collided with a solid chest.
“Crap.” He covered his nose and took half a step back, tears welling up in his eyes instantly.
Upon seeing the person behind him, Fang Fengqin was suddenly startled.
Shen Jiyun had appeared behind him at some point, silently watching him.
Didn’t he say he was resting at home during his rut? Doubts arose in his mind, but seeing that the man’s complexion looked normal, he didn’t think much of it.
“Are you sick in the head?” Fang Fengqin felt a creepy chill from being stared at like that. The moment he saw this man, he couldn’t help raising his hand to touch his gland, though the moment his arm went up, he slowly lowered it again.
Shen Jiyun was dressed in a waiter’s uniform, a white shirt and black vest. Formal wear suited him well, instantly accentuating his broad shoulders and narrow waist. Perhaps because it was a bit warm, his fair cheeks were slightly flushed.
The man stood a full 193 centimeters tall, while Fang Fengqin’s single greatest shortcoming was his height, standing at only 179 centimeters.
Shen Jiyun’s state seemed somewhat off. Without uttering a word, he stood tall and towering before Fang Fengqin, scanning his face inch by inch with his gaze.
“Get lost.” Creeped out by the stare, Fang Fengqin reached out to push hard against the man’s chest. After taking only two steps forward, a large palm forcefully gripped the back of his neck.
The next instant, his entire body tumbled backward into a warm chest. Gripped firmly under the armpits in a child-carrying hold, he was hauled by Shen Jiyun directly into a restroom stall.
Cornered and trapped, Fang Fengqin couldn’t decide whether he should feel disgusted or terrified.
He pressed his hands against Shen Jiyun’s chest to halt his advancing movements. Hearing footsteps approaching from outside, he lowered his voice with a trace of irritation and asked, “What kind of madness are you pulling?”
Ignoring the weak pressure against his chest, Shen Jiyun stepped another half-step forward until the two of them were pressed together with no space between them.
He said softly, “You carry a scent on you that I hate.”
Fang Fengqin’s eyelids twitched violently.
A club was a mixed bag of people, and since some Alphas and Omegas couldn’t control their pheromones, it was inevitable to pick up stray scents on oneself.
But what does that have to do with you, Shen Jiyun?
Just as Fang Fengqin opened his mouth to retort with sarcasm, someone walked into the adjacent stall.
Immediately afterward, a flirtatious voice drifted through the partition straight into their ears.
“Little slut, are you about to hit your heat? Come on, let big brother take a bite.”
A flurry of intimate kissing sounds followed.
Hearing this, Fang Fengqin’s cheeks flushed red. Feeling completely uncomfortable, he raised his eyes to glare fiercely at Shen Jiyun, signaling him to step aside.
Shen Jiyun narrowed his eyes slightly, his palm cupping Fang Fengqin’s face as he gently lifted his chin.
Fang Fengqin curled his lips into a cold sneer, wanting to curse, but suddenly saw a smile spread across the corners of Shen Jiyun’s mouth.
“Slut,” the man mouthed silently without uttering a sound, his fingertips unexpectedly reaching toward the back of Fang Fengqin’s neck to tear off the suppression patch.
A rich wave of white pine scent suddenly poured out. Fang Fengqin’s legs went weak, causing a loud thud against the partition wall.
The couple in the next stall also caught the scent of the pheromones. The Alpha cursed loudly and rushed outside while holding his partner.
“Who the hell is still out wandering around during their rut? Are you looking to die?”
Rut.
A chill ran through Fang Fengqin’s heart as he looked blankly at Shen Jiyun.
Aside from a slight flush on his face, Shen Jiyun still showed no other signs.
Leisurely and methodically, he reached out one hand to firmly cover Fang Fengqin’s face while placing his other palm at the back of his head, murmuring in a low voice, “I really dislike the scent on you.”
The instant those warm lips covered his gland, Fang Fengqin’s cat-like eyes widened abruptly.
Only to squint them shut again in agonizing pleasure.
An alarm suddenly wailed across the first floor of the Jincheng Club. The pheromones from an Alpha’s rut were far too thick, triggering quite a commotion as several Alphas and Omegas in the crowd began losing control one after another.