Recently, Feng Zhi has been busy with his house, planning to completely demolish and renovate his magnificent villa, which resembles the Palace of Versailles, into a low-key and artistic Chinese style. The lawn in front of the ‘Palace of Versailles’ will also be removed, replaced with a Chinese-style courtyard featuring ponds, rockeries, and precious flowers and trees.
This staunch advocate of bachelorhood in the Crimson Alliance Hall has recently changed his mantra to: A man always needs to marry a wife!
When his ‘wife’ found out about this, he gave him a casual glance and said, “Are you planning to let the ‘Master Jin’ from the Qingyan Gang move into your Crimson Alliance Hall?”
The Crimson Alliance Hall was located in the New District of A City, encompassing half of a mountain, where the headquarters was situated, and several patriarchs had their homes there. On the surface, this mountain was a top-tier villa area, but in reality, it was the core of the Crimson Alliance Hall. Bai Ning had jokingly referred to it as enclosing a hill to establish their stronghold, a sentiment that Yang Huaijin deeply shared.
It was only then that Feng Zhi realized, considering their identities, it might not be convenient to have Yang Huaijin move in with him. So, he discussed with Yang Huaijin where it would be better to buy a house. Unexpectedly, this attempt to dissuade him backfired, turning from Feng Zhi’s unilateral fussing into a joint venture with Yang Huaijin, naturally, he wasn’t cooperative.
In the end, Feng Zhi completely ignored Yang Huaijin’s opinion, “Forget it, let’s just demolish my villa and rebuild it!” Feng Zhi provocatively raised an eyebrow, “After all, you’re the one who’s ‘retiring’.”
Yang Huaijin was speechless, after all, ‘retirement’ was his own idea, and he had been talking about it for years. ‘Retirement’ was something he had to do. When the time came, he would have no relationship with the Qingyan Gang, so it didn’t matter where he lived. This Madman was now hitting the nail on the head with him, and he snorted lightly, “Even if I retire, why would I want to live in your house?”
Feng Zhi smiled, “I’m just planning ahead. I can’t find a wife now, but what if I do in the future?”
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When Zhou Qing came to find Yang Huaijin, the two were huddled together in front of a design drawing, discussing how to dig the pond with great interest!
The oversized blueprint was pinned to a wall in Yang Huaijin’s house, making it convenient for him to make modifications while at home tending to his pregnancy. Yang Huaijin, who was now completely invested in Feng Zhi’s ‘getting a wife house,’ no longer showed any hatred towards Feng Zhi’s plan to tear down the house.
Feng Zhi had thrown on a jacket over his arm, clearly being detained by Yang Huaijin before heading out, and when Zhou Qing arrived, he was preparing to leave.
“Master Jim, Second Master Feng,” Zhou Qinglai greeted, lowering his head as if suddenly fascinated by his own shoes. However, from the corner of his eye, he still caught sight of the two men’s interactions.
Before leaving, Feng Zhi snatched Yang Huaijin’s cup of milk and leaned in to lick away a bit of foam from the corner of Yang Huaijin’s lips, saying, It’s not appropriate to drink milk in front of subordinates. Too adorable! Can’t let others see this!
In Zhou Qing’s mind: Fuck, did I come too early?!
“Alright, you’re about to stare a hole through your shoes.” Yang Huaijin patted Zhou Qing’s shoulder and walked towards the study.
Zhou Qing quickly collected himself and followed Yang Huaijin, his expression becoming somewhat complicated as he glanced at Yang Huaijin’s gradually swelling abdomen.
Although Yang Huaijin had always had a natural attitude towards his gender, not openly discussing it but also not denying it, after so many years, Zhou Qing had always regarded Yang Huaijin as his standard. He believed that Master Jin, like himself, didn’t accept Alphas. It never occurred to him that Yang Huaijin would be willing to carry a child, let alone be so close to an Alpha day and night. But perhaps, this was precisely Master Jin’s attitude! He neither supported nor opposed, simply accepting love when it came and not actively seeking it otherwise. He didn’t rely on anyone, so he didn’t need to prove anything.
But Feng Zhi, on the other hand…
“How’s the thing I asked you to check?” Yang Huaijin asked.
Zhou Qing paused, intending to report on recent events related to the Qingyan Gang, but he didn’t expect Yang Huaijin to immediately inquire about that matter. It seemed he was still very concerned about anything related to Feng Zhi.
Zhou Qing’s expression became somewhat complicated as he said, “Regarding that matter… there have been some developments.”
“Go on.”
Zhou Qinglai briefed Yang Huaijin on everything he had found out, his tone slightly worried. “Master Jin, although I’d prefer to receive incorrect information, if Feng Zhi is indeed keeping something from you, then you may have to—” He was about to say ‘be cautious,’ but Yang Huaijin waved his hand to interrupt.
“I understand. Go and handle it!” Yang Huaijin said. “Just be careful around the people from the Crimson Alliance Hall. Investigate the matter thoroughly before making any decisions.”
“Yes, understood!”
Zhou Qing left, and Yang Huaijin looked out the window, placing his hand on his swollen belly. He was over seven months pregnant now and had started to become accustomed to this essential gesture for expectant fathers.
A while back, in a letter from Ryan, he mentioned something. Ryan wasn’t one to apologize, but he provided Yang Huaijin with some information, subtly expressing his remorse. In the letter, Ryan wrote: “On the chain of the Anelli family’s Omega trafficking, there’s a very useful pawn in China. This person has been providing information on all the Omegas for years. A-jin, this is someone you know.”
Later, Yang Huaijin brought up this matter with Feng Zhi. Feng Zhi said he would look into it, but even after more than a month of investigation, there was still no news. Yang Huaijin pretended not to care on the surface, but inside, he was filled with questions.
With Feng Zhi’s power, how could he not find someone?
Unless he didn’t want to find them or deliberately hid it from him. Why?
Mehhh..😒I hope it’s not the teacher. He is the one that has access to all omega details research