“Huh?”
Suddenly being called ‘husband’ by such a crisp, sweet little voice, the unfamiliar alpha’s mouth curved up towards the sky before he even turned his head.
He hurriedly turned to claim the title, only to crash headlong into a pair of cold, dark black eyes.
“Sorry.” Ji Yanxing’s smile didn’t reach his eyes.
His large hand stretched over, completely covering Mi Su’s small one. The action was gentle yet firm, pulling the omega away from this stranger, full of the scent of declaring sovereignty—
“My fiancée likes to joke with me. I hope she didn’t bother you?”
Meanwhile, Mi Su’s delicate, pretty face still looked dazed, his gaze shifting between Ji Yanxing and the passerby.
One nose, two eyes.
He hadn’t mistaken the person.
It’s just that the kitten could only distinguish different scents when close up.
Too many people really frustrate a cat.
Such a beautifully precious little omega indeed requires a higher-level alpha to match. There’s no logic in putting a rare pearl in a plastic bag.
Ji Yanxing was noble and elegant, his every move exuding the dominance of a high-ranking alpha. Just one glance made people feel ashamed of their own inferiority.
The passerby alpha completely dared not harbor any wishful thoughts, shaking his head awkwardly: “…Ha ha, no, not at all!”
Mi Su, completely unaware of Ji Yanxing’s displeasure, happily flew into the car upon hearing they were going to eat, wishing the food would magically appear at his mouth.
Photos? Knowledge?
None of it is as real as a single bite of good food.
While pampered house cats might grow tired of readily available cat food, a tiny little wild grassland cat has eaten rotting meat in the scorching summer and huddled in its den for days on end without food or drink in the bitter cold of winter.
So Mi Su is a very good boy who cherishes food.
Click. With great self-awareness, he fastened his seatbelt.
“…” Ji Yanxing’s raised hand had nowhere to go, silently retracting.
There was a nice Thai restaurant nearby, but they happened to hit traffic. Mi Su grew so anxious he wished he could transform into a cow-patterned cat, change into a uniform, and go direct traffic.
—Everyone, please merge into other lanes! Clear this lane for your little kitten!
“Silvervine.”
Just as Mi Su was immersed in his internal battle, the alpha, silent for a long while, suddenly spoke.
Mi Su turned his head to look at him: “What?”
Ji Yanxing lowered his gaze to meet his eyes. Those pitch-black eyes seemed slightly aloof and inscrutable, impossible to guess what emotion lay within.
Direct eye contact was tantamount to a challenge for the little cat, compounded by the innate pressure alphas exerted on omegas.
Mi Su was very alert; his non-existent cat ears virtually took on an airplane shape in the air.
“My pheromones are silvervine, with some catnip mixed in.”
His voice was steady and assured, as if finally answering that intrusive question from their first meeting.
“Remember my scent. Don’t mistake me for someone else again.”
Catnip, scientific name Nepeta cataria.
As for why it was “some,” because the catnip scent only appeared during Ji Yanxing’s rut.
“Oh.”
Mi Su turned to look out the window, baring his little canine teeth.
—That sounds delicious.
·
Only when the little one started eating heartily did Ji Yanxing ask for the photos. The more he flipped through, the more alarmed he felt, his handsome brows involuntarily knitting together.
“…How is it that in every single one, the person is looking straight at the camera?”
It was the first time he’d seen such brazen ‘sneaky’ photos; you could sense Dr. Chen’s confusion and helplessness right through the screen. It was rather embarrassing.
But at least Mi Su had accomplished the task entrusted to him.
Regardless of how he accomplished it, the question is: did he accomplish it or not?
Glancing at the omega eating so contentedly, Ji Yanxing also grew righteous. He sent all the photos to Hua Yunlian.
Within two seconds, he received a message: [Holy shit, are you two trying to drive me crazy?! I said sneak shots, SNEAK shots!]
Ji Yanxing gave a cold laugh and turned his phone face down.
A perverted brat lusting after his former sister-in-law is far less honorable than his own arranged marriage.
Thinking like this, even watching the spoiled brat gulp down half a cup of milk tea calmed his heart.
“Slurp slurp slurp—” Mi Su asked indistinctly, “Why does he want photos of Dr. Chen?”
Being a little kitten in a human body had many advantages.
For example, drinking Thai milk tea now allowed him to taste a mouthful of fragrant sweetness.
In an instant, Ji Yanxing’s mind conjured up many perverse images, though his face remained cool and proper: “Because they’ve known each other for a long time. He wants to take photos out of fondness for him.”
Just then, the waiter brought over a plate of bright red, spicy crayfish: “Enjoy your meal.”
“—!”
The omega’s watery amber eyes widened into circles.
Insects were part of a cat’s diet; he’d eaten plenty on the grasslands. The only time he cried was when eating a scorpion—his mouth swelled up hugely. Creatures of this shape had since become the cat’s natural enemy.
Little Mi Su’s ‘smart hairs’ on his cat ears were quite long, you know.
So, the cat decided to watch Ji Yanxing take the first bite. If his mouth didn’t swell up, then the cat would eat.
If the human’s mouth swelled up too, the cat would mercifully tell him this thing was inedible.
An eerily silent atmosphere descended. The alpha guessed he was pondering his words. Just a casual remark, yet the spoiled brat needed to savor it repeatedly?
So foolishly adorable.
Seeing Mi Su pick up his phone, Ji Yanxing straightened his spine even more, his expression serious.
“He’s not a good person. Don’t imitate him.”
Just as Mi Su boredly opened the camera app, Ji Yanxing, while peeling crayfish, inadvertently revealed his sharp, knife-like jawline. The rolled-up sleeves of his shirt exposed his forearms, which tensed slightly with the effort, showcasing defined lines.
“Tsk.”
Insisting on taking photos? So stubborn.
On the screen at that moment, the front-facing camera captured the omega’s beautiful little face, so fair it seemed to glow.
Mi Su didn’t bother with angles; curious, he just clicked a few times randomly.
Watching him put down the phone, the alpha let out a helpless, wry smile: “You can treasure them, just don’t share them publicly.”
Mi Su the cat was confused: “?”
A plate of peeled crayfish meat was pushed in front of him. His eyes lit up, and he soon buried his head, devouring the damned natural enemy.
—The human didn’t get stung to death. Time to eat!
It was just peeling a bowl of crayfish; why would the spoiled brat be this overjoyed? Even with his considerable charm, Ji Yanxing felt a bit embarrassed by the other’s exaggerated reaction. Really, so helpless.
He had been pondering all afternoon why the doted-upon Mi Su would go to a cheap cosmetics store.
The only possibility was that the Mi family was very strict with their youngest son and didn’t give him an allowance.
Ji Yanxing’s handsome face shifted slightly, seeming displeased.
A black card was gently pushed towards the Mi Su, who was focused on eating. The alpha’s voice was steady and deep: “No limit. Take it and spend it.”
·
Late at night, the third floor of the villa was bathed in warm, soft yellow light.
The man’s figure was tall and slender, clad in pure black loungewear, casually modifying decision drafts on a tablet in hand.
Unintentionally, he walked to the door of the second-to-last room. Ji Yanxing only glanced briefly before shifting his gaze away, continuing to stand and work.
The hallway was slightly cool.
It helped him concentrate fully.
The stylus paused. The alpha’s eyelashes fluttered slightly. Since when had the spoiled brat started liking him?
If he had secretly admired him since childhood, then it was childhood sweethearts.
If he had only taken a fancy to him recently, then it was love at first sight.
Wait…
Becoming his fiancée out of the blue without his consent—Ji Yanxing’s expression turned somewhat annoyed as he realized this was called seizing by force!
This spoiled brat was way too domineering.
The man gritted his teeth resentfully, lowering his head to work with ferocious intensity.
Meanwhile, the domineering chocolate dumpling lay belly-up on the bed, sound asleep. The lit phone screen was filled entirely with fluffy little cat selfies.
The little furball was so comfortable that its two tiny feet trembled slightly.
—It’s exceptionally quiet tonight, meow.