The next day.
When Yang Huaijin woke up, he found that Feng Zhi was no longer by his side. Neatly folded clothes were placed on the low couch by the bed, surprisingly they were his own. Knowing his habits, the only person who could fetch his clothes at his place was Lao He. It seemed that Feng Zhi had already sorted out yesterday’s affairs. He was the one threatened by Xing Tian last night, but today he had become a guest at Feng Zhi’s residence.
After a simple wash, Yang Huaijin was led to have breakfast, but Feng Zhi had not appeared even after finishing the meal. Yang Huaijin asked the housekeeper about Feng Zhi’s whereabouts and received the answer, “The second master went to prepare a car for you.”
What kind of car required the second master to personally prepare it?
Until Yang Huaijin saw that flashy red sports car, along with an even flashier person.
Feng Zhi always liked to keep himself finely groomed and attractive. His tall and slender figure leaned against the sports car, and today his clothing style was casual yet bold. His slightly long hair was casually tied back with a ribbon behind his head, with a few strands loosely falling down, giving him a perfectly relaxed look. His sunglasses covered half of his face, conveniently concealing the slightly bruised eyes from lack of sleep, leaving only the lower half of his face looking somewhat stern. Feng Zhi’s appearance was like night and day compared to last night; it seemed like the usual flamboyant Feng, the second master of the Feng family, had returned — if his lips weren’t so pale.
“Today, I’ll be your driver, Master Jin. Wherever you want to go, just say the word.” Feng Zhi smiled when he saw Yang Huaijin, courteously opening the car door for him. “The weather is nice. If Master Jin wants to make an appointment, I’d be more than happy to accompany.”
Yang Huaijin ignored him and said lightly, “With such an expensive driver like you, I can’t afford to hire you.”
“Please, feel free to ask,” Feng Zhi’s expression was sincere, but his tone remained as mischievous as ever. “Master Jin, just beckon with your finger, and both the driver and the masseur will immediately come rolling to your side.”
“Is your head not hurting anymore?” Yang Huaijin changed the subject directly.
Feng Zhi paused for a moment, not answering immediately. It wasn’t until he started the car that he replied, “Headaches are something you get used to as you go along. Besides, they usually aren’t as bad during the day as they are at night.”
“You often get headaches?”
Feng Zhi chuckled. “Not really.” As the sports car revved up, the engine’s roar drowned out the tail end of his sentence.
Of course, he did often get headaches, but he lied. Feng Zhi was someone accustomed to living carefree and unrestrained. Perhaps it was because of his near-death experience, or maybe it was just his nature, but he tended to take things lightly. Troublesome matters were just swallowed down, not because he didn’t want to talk about them, but because he didn’t know where to start. After all, a headache was something only he could endure. Would telling someone about it make it hurt any less?
After driving for a while, Yang Huaijin asked, “Didn’t you say you wanted to be my driver? Where are we going?”
“To the hospital.”
We’re sorry for MTLers or people who like using reading mode, but our translations keep getting stolen by aggregators so we’re going to bring back the copy protection. If you need to MTL please retype the gibberish parts.
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“What do you know?” Yang Huaijin’s expression darkened, and he instinctively clenched his fist. In fact, he had some suspicions about his own health condition, but with recent busyness, he didn’t want to dwell on them. “I know my own body, and I don’t need you worrying about others. Turn around ahead, I want to go back to the Sixth District Docks.”
“Even if you’re unwell, you should see a doctor! Master Jin, seems like you’re a bit afraid of doctors!”
“Mind your own business.”
“Haha, but I do mind! The steering wheel is in the driver’s hands, and where to go is up to the driver.”
“… ”
It was obvious that reasoning with this incompetent ‘driver’ was futile. Feng Zhi felt that going to the hospital for a check-up was a trivial matter, and he completely disregarded Yang Huaijin’s refusal.
Yang Huaijin looked ahead at the traffic, feeling a bit absent-minded. A certain part of his body started to ache inexplicably, and he knew it wasn’t real pain, just some memories that were deeply ingrained, associating the pain and fear of that time.
“That’s impossible,” Yang Huaijin murmured, shaking his head to dismiss his wandering thoughts. But he still said to Feng Zhi, “Feng Zhi, I’m not going to any other hospital. Take me to my teacher’s place.”
Fang Xingping’s research institute was located in an old building near A University. Although the building itself was old, the interior facilities were all brand new. It was a very advanced combination of a small-scale research institution and a small hospital. Fang Xingping was a leading figure in Omega physiology research and a staunch advocate for Omega rights. He used his influence in society to secure funding and resources for research projects. Over the years, many internationally influential research results and talents have emerged from this building. The small building he bought twenty years ago, located next to the prestigious A University, has seen its land value and reputation skyrocket.
Pulling the car up to the gate, Feng Zhi directly flashed his pass, and the car smoothly entered through the gate.
“Teacher Fang not only has strong research abilities but also has excellent foresight in buying land,” Feng Zhi commented.
“Teacher is devoted to education and doesn’t care about these things,” Yang Huaijin disagreed with Feng Zhi’s words, “He poured all his resources into buying this small building back then.”
Feng Zhi didn’t say anything more. He could tell that Yang Huaijin held great respect for Teacher Fang.
The two entered the laboratory building, and Feng Zhi noticed that Yang Huaijin was receiving VIP treatment here. From the moment they entered, they were escorted by someone, and the staff treated him with care and respect, clearly recognizing him as a ‘regular’ here.
Yang Huaijin didn’t immediately go to find Fang Xingping, but instead followed the staff to undergo a series of physical examinations.
“Do you come here often?” Feng Zhi asked.
“Just for regular check-ups. As I’m getting older, I need to pay more attention to my health,” Yang Huaijin joked, but Feng Zhi didn’t find it funny. He knew Yang Huaijin wasn’t that old, just in his early thirties, far from the age where frequent check-ups were necessary. Thinking about some previous incidents involving Yang Huaijin’s glands…
“Your glands… It’s not just external injuries, right? Your body is also affected because of it…” Feng Zhi grabbed Yang Huaijin, but he realized he was saying too much before he could finish. Whether Omega or Alpha, glands were very private parts of the body, and given their current ‘relationship,’ it wasn’t appropriate for him to discuss the other’s glands so directly.
“…,” Yang Huaijin glanced at him, gently pulling his wrist away.
Soon, the two arrived at Fang Xingping’s office. Yang Huaijin’s arrival made Fang Xingping very happy. While he scolded Yang Huaijin for not coming for check-ups and not paying attention to his health, he couldn’t hide his joy and enthusiastically took Yang Huaijin to see his recent research results.
Fang Xingping’s attitude towards Feng Zhi, on the other hand, was completely different—polite yet distant, clearly with a sense of caution.
He took Yang Huaijin to see his experimental projects, and Feng Zhi, being an outsider, naturally couldn’t follow.
After closing the door, Fang Xingping immediately asked Yang Huaijin with concern, “What’s going on with you? You haven’t been here for so long, and you’re still with that… that Feng guy. The Crimson Alliance Hall is not an easy underworld to mess with…”
Yang Huaijin chuckled at his words, “Teacher, you forgot, I’m also not an easy person to mess with in the underworld!”
Fang Xingping felt a bit awkward. This student of his had been very outstanding during his time at school, and the teachers all thought Yang Huaijin would surely achieve something significant in the future. Who would have thought that after graduating, he would end up ‘achieving’ something in the underworld? Over the years, the stability at the Sixth District Docks had gradually improved, and coupled with Yang Huaijin’s consistently gentle and courteous demeanor, Fang Xingping hadn’t paid much attention to Yang Huaijin’s identity for a long time.
“Sigh, I can’t control the affairs of you young people. A-jin, take care of yourself.”
Yang Huaijin smiled and bowed, “Yes, teacher.”
The two changed the topic and started discussing Fang Xingping’s experiments. Although Yang Huaijin’s expertise was not in the medical field, communication between the top student and the teacher was always very smooth. Fang Xingping loved to talk, and Yang Huaijin loved to listen. Often, Yang Huaijin could bring some new insights from the perspective of an observer to Fang Xingping. However, in recent years, Fang Xingping’s research direction had become increasingly incomprehensible to Yang Huaijin.
“Teacher Fang, forgive my bluntness, but your research direction is extremely challenging,” Yang Huaijin shook his head, “For experiments on Omega glands, the sample size is too small. It’s almost impossible to make any breakthroughs. It seems like a field that requires decades of slow exploration, so why bother at your age…”
“Are you implying I’m too old for this?”
“You joker, that’s not what I meant.”
“A-jin, you’re very clever. I only hinted a little, and you guessed the general idea. Unfortunately, I’m not lucky enough to have a student like you,” Fang Xingping patted Yang Huaijin’s shoulder, glancing at the experimental plan pinned to the whiteboard, “You’re right, it’s a field that may not see breakthroughs for decades or even centuries. So why should I bother? But someone has to do it. In a society where Alphas hold all the power, true equality can never come if Omegas cannot escape the torment of pheromones. Surface-level equality is just the benevolence of the upper echelons, something you probably understand better than me.”
“…” Yang Huaijin nodded, “You’re someone who looks further ahead.”
“The true path to freedom for Omegas is still far ahead. I only hope to take at least a small step forward in my lifetime. If my research results can serve as stepping stones for future generations to climb higher, then I’ll diligently lay this foundation stone, so they can walk more steadily.”
Their conversation was interrupted by the sound of the printer. Fang Xingping walked to the desk, watching as page after page of data was faxed out. His brows, which were originally relaxed, furrowed as he picked up those papers and scrutinized them repeatedly.
“Teacher Fang, what’s wrong?” Yang Huaijin asked.
“It’s your test report.” Fang Xingping’s expression was complicated. “A-jin, you’re pregnant.”
“…”
It seemed like Yang Huaijin either didn’t understand Fang Xingping’s words or didn’t want to understand them. He felt his heart sinking: “It’s impossible…”
His backward movement betrayed the panic in his heart, and he knocked over the rack behind him. With a loud crash, bottles and jars shattered all over the floor.
“This can’t be! I already—”
Bang!
The door to the lab was forcefully pushed open from the outside, and Feng Zhi barged in: “What’s going on?”
Thanks for the chapters! Oh shit, I don’t know whether to be happy or worried about that. Yang Huaijin’s health is not well, it would be easy for an accident to happen and hurt the baby.
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Ohh didn’t see that coming!🤗🤭
I’m guessing congrats is the top word of the day!👶🍼
Oooooohhhhhhhhemmmmmmmgeeeeee
Some comments about remembering pain and feat is leadings me to believe he may have become pregnant in the past and miscarried, which could explain his reaction in addition of his body being a wreck and practically infertile… 😢
Noooooooi!!! I’ve been binge reading this the last couple days and this is the moment I’m caught up😱😭?!?!??.
Thank you for all the Translations. It’s one of the best translated works I’ve read. It really is a joy to read. I really feel that the writing style of the author has not been lost in translation. Thanks again!!
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This happened very suddenly. So, is the author going to base their relationship on being pregnant?
OMGGGG
I totally didn’t expect this development 😆
Omggggg they’re gonna have a baby 🐥🍼🍼 😫😫😫😫 Ahhh they’ll welcome a new life, YJ might have a new motivation to stay healthy….