Lou Boyu’s gaze lingered on Shen Zui’s flushed, dazed face for a moment before his tone gradually turned meaningful, laced with persuasion.
“Tell me, and I’ll help you.”
“Make you feel better, how about it, Shen Zui?”
Shen Zui’s eyes were hazy with confusion as he looked at Lou Boyu.
Lou Boyu lowered his head and unhurriedly undid the top button of his shirt, the collar slightly open.
Then he grabbed Shen Zui’s still-fumbling hand and guided it into his open shirt. The moment his palm made contact, it met a firm, slightly cool chest.
“See.”
Lou Boyu murmured softly.
“I didn’t lie to you.”
In truth, over all these years, the main reason Lou Boyu had never found a suitable marriage partner wasn’t because he was picky about looks or family background.
It was pheromone compatibility.
Alphas instinctively repelled each other, but the same issue existed between Alphas and Omegas.
If the compatibility was too low, and given that an Alpha’s dominance over an Omega was almost absolute, the one who would truly suffer in the end was often the Omega.
Because of this, many Alphas didn’t care about it. In their eyes, Omegas were mostly just tools for political marriages and bearing children.
So, he had never found someone truly suitable.
And the only person he had discovered who showed almost no rejection to his pheromones had already married Shen Zui.
Lou Boyu’s gaze fell on Shen Zui’s face, his expression shifting slightly from its usual demeanor.
And now, Shen Zui was the second one he had found.
He could clearly sense that Shen Zui showed almost no instinctive resistance to his pheromones, and he felt the same. In fact, compared to Jiang Songyue’s pheromone scent, he preferred Shen Zui’s.
That scent stirred something primal in him, making him instinctively want to…
Lou Boyu suddenly found it amusing.
So, the only two suitable people just happened to end up as a couple?
“Mmm, I… I actually…”
Lou Boyu’s hand had already settled on Shen Zui’s waist.
As an Alpha, Shen Zui wasn’t short by any means, but standing before Lou Boyu, who was 190 cm tall, he inexplicably seemed a size smaller.
Just as Shen Zui was about to speak again, the elevator doors were forcibly opened.
The manager of Light stood panting at the entrance.
Who could have imagined that a robbery and explosion had just occurred nearby, causing a sudden blackout in the entire area and trapping the elevator midway?
To make matters worse, the person trapped inside was his boss, CEO Lou!
But when the manager took in the scene inside the elevator, his expression froze, and even the best professional composure couldn’t hold up.
Holy shit! Why is CEO Shen also in the elevator?
Holy shit! Is CEO Shen riding on CEO Lou?
Holy shit! Wasn’t CEO Shen’s beloved just CEO Su a moment ago?
Both of their clothes were disheveled, and the scene looked anything but innocent.
The manager stood awkwardly at the entrance, unsure whether to step in or retreat.
It was Lou Boyu who reacted first. He glanced at the slender man standing behind the manager—his secretary, Xiao Zhang.
Xiao Zhang clearly reacted swiftly, immediately taking off his own jacket and stepping forward to help Lou Boyu up.
But the next second, Lou Boyu wrapped his arms around Shen Zui and stood up effortlessly.
Then, he took the coat from Xiao Zhang, gave it a casual shake, and draped it over Shen Zui’s already stretched and misshapen clothes, thoroughly covering both the person and his own upper body.
Xiao Zhang said, “President Lou, our ambush over there still failed. Lu Ye got away.”
It was also their people’s fault for being careless, not expecting Lu Ye to blow up the power supply area before leaving.
Shen Zui was now covered up, and from a distance, one could only see Lou Boyu holding someone. Only Lou Boyu himself knew just how unruly Shen Zui was at that moment—the man was pressed against his chest, biting and gnawing, even tightly grabbing the lover of his grandfather.
Lou Boyu gritted his teeth, enduring the discomfort, and glanced at Xiao Zhang. “Let’s go.”
The manager hesitated, wanting to say something but holding back. Since President Lou didn’t blame him, he breathed a sigh of relief.
Lou Boyu carried Shen Zui into the car and sat in the back seat before finally lifting the coat to look at the person in his arms.
Shen Zui was already unconscious, but his arms still instinctively clung tightly to Lou Boyu’s waist, as if holding onto his only support.
Lou Boyu’s fingertips slowly traced Shen Zui’s burning cheeks. This was the first time he had examined Shen Zui so closely at such proximity.
In the driver’s seat up front, Xiao Zhang stole a glance at the back seat through the rearview mirror but quickly averted his gaze, not daring to look further.
Lou Boyu, with one hand fiddling with the white warm jade bracelet and the other holding Shen Zui close, lowered his head to lightly inhale the faint scent of lychee emanating from Shen Zui’s neck.
For some reason, the more he smelled Shen Zui’s pheromones, the more he liked them.
He had always despised the feeling of losing control under the influence of pheromones. In his view, that kind of obsession driven by instinct was simply too low-level.
This was the first time he had ever felt the desire to lose control.
However, he didn’t like taking advantage of someone in a vulnerable state. Some things were more interesting when done with the person fully conscious.
“Drive, back to the villa.”
“Yes, President Lou.”
The car slowly started moving, and Xiao Zhang couldn’t help but steal glances while driving.
When he heard that President Shen was also in the elevator earlier, he had been terrified, fearing that his boss might lose control and beat the man to death on the spot. He had urgently called for someone to open the elevator.
After all, in the past, President Shen had harassed President Lou.
Back then, President Lou wasn’t yet the head of the Lou family and had to show some respect to the Shen family. Otherwise, President Shen’s fate might not have been much better than Lu Ye’s.
But now, Xiao Zhang stole another glance in the rearview mirror.
He saw Lou Boyu with his eyes closed, an almost intoxicated expression on his face, burying his face against President Shen’s neck like a pervert, sniffing.
Xiao Zhang: “…”
He silently withdrew his gaze.
It was truly unbearable to watch.
Although he had heard that after President Shen got married, he still frequented nightclubs and chased models every day, likely not very fond of his own wife.
He understood that arranged marriages among prominent families were often just for show.
But Xiao Zhang couldn’t help feeling that his boss’s current behavior looked an awful lot like trying to steal someone else’s partner.
Wait…
Xiao Zhang suddenly had another thought.
In the domineering CEO novels he read, it said that the one who isn’t loved is the third wheel.
President Shen had liked President Lou before, so wasn’t this just mutual affection now?
Right.
That vixen from the Jiang family was the real third wheel.
By the time Shen Zui woke up, it was already noon the next day.
He groggily turned over, his hand instinctively grabbing something long, soft, and thin.
What was this?
Shen Zui frowned with his eyes closed and casually gave it a couple of squeezes.
Then that thing in his palm actually slowly began to grow firm.
Shen Zui: “?”
He abruptly opened his eyes.
Beside him, Lou Boyu was half-leaning against the headboard, wearing a black silk pajama set with the collar slightly open, revealing a glimpse of his collarbone. Those gloomy, narrow phoenix eyes were fixed intently on him, their gaze as deep as a bottomless pool.
Shen Zui’s hand was still firmly gripping the other man’s thing.
Lou Boyu spoke slowly, his voice low and hoarse: “Does it feel good to squeeze?”
Shen Zui glanced down at the thing in his hand, then hesitantly looked up at Lou Boyu. After a moment of silence, he actually gave it some serious thought.
Then he said, “Honestly, I think it’s just average.”
After a pause, he added another line.
“Not even as big as mine.”
The next moment, Lou Boyu let out a low laugh.
The laughter was quiet, carrying a hint of danger, clearly provoked.