As soon as the three words “fishing for a wife” came out of Guan Sui’s mouth, Duan Ze was stunned for a good while. Once he finally processed what those words actually meant, he burst out with several rounds of “Holy shit,” followed immediately by pressing: “Who is it? When did you get yourself involved in something?”
If Duan Ze had been right next to Guan Sui, he definitely would have been jumping up and down while pressing his face right up against the other man’s.
It was simply too mind-boggling.
The level of shock upon hearing this was no less than seeing a Young Pioneer riding an old lady across the street.
Unfortunately, Guan Sui had no intention of explaining the situation in detail to Duan Ze. After all, there was still zero progress. At most, they had a boundary-crossing, intimate contact that one night, but as for feelings, there wasn’t the slightest sign of moving in that direction.
The fewer people around him who knew, the better.
Guan Sui suddenly thought of the nickname Zhao Mingzhuo had given Wen Song.
Just a moment ago, he had been talking about “fishing for a wife,” but right now, the other person was still someone else’s wife.
After hanging up the phone, Duan Ze was still curious about who the “wife” in Guan Sui’s mouth was, and hurriedly sent a message to press for answers.
Guan Sui ignored him.
Seemingly thinking of something, he opened Wen Song’s WeChat chat box.
The other’s profile picture was a wheat field at sunset, and his display name was very simple: “Song.”
Guan Sui pondered for a moment, typed out a message, and sent it over.
He waited quietly for a few minutes without receiving a reply before turning off his phone screen and plunging back into work.
Wen Song, who had been busy all day long, finally wrapped up his project work.
For the past two days, his waist and back had been aching. Because he was a Beta and did not secrete pheromones like an Omega, and that night had been overly intense, even though the preparatory work before it started had been thorough and he had cleaned up afterward, it was inevitable that too many rounds would lead to inflammation.
Among the clothes Guan Sui had prepared for him, aside from the pheromone freshener and neck patches, there were also anti-inflammatory drugs and emergency contraception pills.
Wen Song naturally used the items Guan Sui provided obediently.
Because the only one who would suffer if he didn’t was himself.
There was no need to go against his own body.
Fortunately, the anti-inflammatory medication really worked. After applying it twice, he was practically all better, and the pain vanished entirely.
Wen Song picked up his phone wanting to check the time, only to find a notification pop up with a message from “S”.
Seeing this, he clicked into it and looked at the message content sent by the other party.
[S]: Did you use the medicine?
Wen Song initially wanted to pretend he didn’t see Guan Sui’s message, but in the end, he still tapped open the input method panel and replied.
[Song]: I used them all.
As soon as it was sent, the other side replied in a second.
[S]: The contraceptive pill won’t harm your body.
[S]: I will remember to wear one next time.
Wen Song stared at the screen in disbelief.
Was there going to be a next time between them?
Guan Sui was being truly shameless.
This time, Wen Song really didn’t want to reply.
It wasn’t that he lacked manners; purely, when facing Guan Sui’s words, he didn’t know what appropriate thing to say.
No matter what he replied, it would look like he was flirting with an Alpha.
[S]: Have you considered it?
Wen Song saw that Guan Sui had sent another message.
He suddenly thought of his conversation with Elder Wen last night, where the old man said that his grandmother’s condition was currently gradually deteriorating and a professional team had already been invited for the next stage of examinations. Because her physical condition had a few minor ailments, she needed to recuperate before undergoing surgery.
[Song]: Give me a little more time.
After sending the message, Wen Song directly turned off his phone screen.
He had no way to maneuver alone between Zhao Mingzhuo and Guan Sui.
But his grandmother…
Wen Song needed to think things over properly again.
At that moment, the phone resting on the desk rang with a ding-dong sound.
He picked it up, unlocked it, and tapped into it.
He found that he had received another anonymous multimedia message.
This time, the content was similar to the previous one. The main characters were Zhao Mingzhuo and an unfamiliar Omega. The two of them were in ambiguous poses by the poolside, with half of the Omega’s body leaning against Zhao Mingzhuo, while the latter’s hand was touching the other’s butt.
The scale of it was quite large.
Wen Song had no idea who on earth was sending him these text messages.
He had a guess: it was probably some Omega infatuated with Zhao Mingzhuo who wanted to drive him away and take his place, which was why they kept pulling out evidence of Zhao Mingzhuo’s infidelity so frequently, attempting to stir up his anger.
Unfortunately,
Wen Song deleted the multimedia message once again.
The auction.
It was jointly hosted by several well-known companies, and participating guests all required invitation cards to enter the inner hall.
Wen Song had attended similar occasions before, but it was obvious that this one was much grander, more solemn, and looked far more formal.
Wen Xu beside him knew a huge number of people within the circle. All along the way, there were acquaintances greeting each other politely and enthusiastically. Wearing a white suit, the other looked like a noble prince, an extremely arrogant and confident Omega.
Only Wen Song remained completely silent.
“Why are you acting like a mute?” Wen Xu glanced sideways at Wen Song, who had been walking quietly by his side the entire way.
“Grandpa let me bring you here precisely so you could see the world and mingle with high-ranking dignitaries and nobles in the circle. You are standing there without a peep. When we go back and he asks, how am I supposed to explain? Could it be you are trying to take the opportunity to drag me down and harm me?”
Wen Song remained silent.
“Don’t worry, I will explain it to Grandpa myself.”
Wen Xu crossed his arms, looked the Beta beside him up and down, and opened his mouth as if to say something before closing it again to continue walking forward. Yet, in the end, he was still muttering a string of words under his breath.
As it happened, Wen Song’s hearing was exceptionally good, and he just caught the other saying:
“How can someone be this stupid? Do they not even want the identity of the Wen family heir?”
Wen Song, who had just been scolded as stupid, kept his composure.
He actually felt that Wen Xu was the stupider one.
Clearly the one who disliked and detested him the most, yet he gave a different feeling compared to other peers of the Wen family.
Wen Xu didn’t play petty tricks; all his emotions were plastered right on his face.
The others were not like that.
They didn’t hold back on cursing behind his back and pulling dirty tricks, wishing he would drop dead immediately so he wouldn’t have to split the family assets with them.