Nan Yi stared straight into He Yushen’s eyes, unable to believe it. He had not expected Nan Zhaimin to be so selfish as to completely disregard his situation.
It was clearly Nan Zhaimin who had begged Nan Yi to take his brother’s place.
Nan Yi’s face grew paler by the second, his dim pupils flickering with light. He Yushen irritably retracted his pheromones, and the moment he let go, the person in front of him slumped, nearly falling to the floor.
He Yushen instinctively reached out to catch Nan Yi. Having released only a small amount of pheromones, the Omega was like a fragile piece of pottery, shattering at the slightest touch.
“Stand steady!” He Yushen grumbled, lifting Nan Yi, whose body had gone limp as water. He frowned in displeasure, but his hands did not let go.
The oppressive pheromones released by a top-tier Alpha were overwhelming for a low-quality Omega. Although Nan Yi tried his best to steady himself, his legs were weak and lacked the strength to support him.
He felt as if he were being crushed by a heavy weight, unable to breathe.
He could not last more than a few seconds before his strength failed entirely. His legs buckled, and he would have collapsed onto the floor if He Yushen had not been holding him up.
His limp body leaned against the warm Alpha. His head rested against He Yushen’s chest, and his soft hair brushed against the Alpha’s neck, creating a ticklish sensation. A faint scent of shampoo mixed with the sweet, sugary smell of the Omega wafted up.
It was not cloying; rather, it was quite pleasant.
He Yushen felt a wave of irritability and heat. He pulled his hands away, letting Nan Yi slide down to the floor, where he knelt. He Yushen then pinched Nan Yi’s chin, forcing him to look up.
Nan Yi was forced to tilt his head back, facing the Alpha’s fiercely cold gaze.
“Open your mouth!”
Nan Yi was startled, recoiling out of instinct.
He Yushen actually wanted him to perform an act against his will.
The Alpha’s face turned dark, and the veins on his hands bulged.
The grip on his chin tightened, and a flash of pain crossed Nan Yi’s eyes.
The oppressive peppermint-scented pheromones began to diffuse throughout the room. Nan Yi felt he could not breathe, and his head grew increasingly dizzy.
He Yushen, in such a violent and crude state, was terrifying.
Tears born of pain and grievance streamed from the corners of his eyes.
He Yushen stared at his pale face for a long time before stooping down to scoop him up with ease.
Looking at the blurred, tear-streaked face, He Yushen shouted in exasperation, “Are you a fool? You do not even know how to breathe!”
Nan Yi felt he had no strength left. As he watched the ceiling move above him, he realized the person holding him had opened the bathroom door.
He turned his head slightly toward He Yushen’s chest, burying his face so others would not see him.
“Brother Shen? Why are you carrying someone out of the restroom?”
A short while later, hearing Song Jing’s voice outside, Nan Yi shrunk even further into He Yushen’s chest in nervousness.
“Stop squirming.” A voice filled with irritation came from above.
Nan Yi instantly froze, afraid that if he angered He Yushen, the Alpha would do something even more terrifying.
“Brother Shen!”
Nan Yi felt He Yushen take a few more steps.
He Yushen looked at the person in his arms who had suddenly become well-behaved. He turned back to look at Song Jing in the hallway and said, “I am heading back first. You can tell Yan An later.”
Song Jing frowned. “What? What about me?”
Before he could finish, He Yushen had already strode away with the person in his arms, leaving nothing else behind.
Song Jing glared at the familiar white suit trousers with a dark face, his chest heaving with agitation.
He Yushen boarded the car without putting the person in his arms down.
The Omega in his arms shifted, attempting to sit up, only to have his restless head pressed down by He Yushen.
He Yushen said in a deep voice, “If you do not want to continue what just happened, then stay quiet.”
The person in his arms stopped moving.
Nan Yi, who was already sleepy, soon drifted off into a hazy slumber in the car, which was filled with the faint scent of soothing pheromones.
Perhaps the sleeping figure felt uncomfortable, as his head shifted slightly.
He Yushen looked down and saw a quiet, tranquil face. He stared at the sleeping Omega, feeling a strange illusion that time had stilled.
It seemed that having this soft little Omega by his side was not a bad thing, provided he did not go around flirting with other Alphas.
Recalling what he had seen at the banquet earlier, He Yushen’s eyes darkened again.
Two hours later, the car stopped outside the villa.
The person in his arms showed no sign of waking. He Yushen frowned; carrying him through the entire journey had already been an act of mercy. He certainly would not carry him into the villa as well, especially since the Omega had dared to flirt with another Alpha.
He Yushen’s face was cold. He intended to shake Nan Yi awake, but he noticed the person in his arms was pale, his brows knit tightly together, and his forehead covered in cold sweat.
Like a drowning person calling for help, the person in his arms emitted fragmented, wordless sounds of “Ah, ah.”
The hoarse, throat-tearing sound was unpleasant, clashing with his cold and delicate appearance.
He was having a nightmare.
He Yushen frowned. His hand, which had been about to wake him, changed its purpose to comfort. He patted the person in his arms rhythmically, releasing even stronger soothing pheromones.
With gentle movements, he carried the restless sleeper out of the car.
The butler was waiting in the living room. Seeing him carry the person inside, he asked hesitantly, “Young Master He, should I prepare some sobering tea?”
He Yushen: “No need.”
He Yushen carried him back to the bedroom and placed him gently on the bed, looking at the eyesore of a white suit on the person in the center of the bed.
He picked him up again to gently remove the outer jacket, leaving him in only a shirt.
…
When Nan Yi woke up the next morning, he stared at the ceiling, dazed. He remembered being in the car; how did he get here?
After remaining in a daze for a long time, he slowly got up, washed, and went downstairs.
He Yushen and Song Jing were already sitting in the living room, along with a young woman. He paused for a moment before descending the stairs.
The woman, who had long black hair and was wearing a black shirt and a dark fish-tail denim skirt, stood up. She walked toward Nan Yi carrying a tape measure.
She was actually much taller than Nan Yi, estimated to be at least 185 centimeters, even while wearing flat shoes. She appeared to be only a centimeter or two shorter than He Yushen.
A woman who could grow this tall and carry such an imposing aura; she was an Alpha!
“Hello, I am Liu Yue, the stylist and costume designer for Mr. He.”
Her introduction was concise and professional, summarizing her entire career in a single sentence.
Nan Yi hurriedly nodded, then pulled out his phone to type.
He Yushen: “His name is Nan Yi. His throat has a small problem, so he cannot speak.”
Nan Yi’s hand stopped. He put the half-typed phone back into his pocket.
Liu Yue nodded. “Okay. Stand straight, keep your arms straight, and let me take your measurements.”
Nan Yi followed her instructions and raised his arms. When the 180-centimeter-plus Alpha took his measurements, she had to bend her body slightly.
Liu Yue: “Alright. What is your preferred style of clothing?”
After putting the tape measure back into her pocket, Liu Yue asked.
He Yushen: “You decide. Keep it comfortable and casual; he does not go out anyway.”