(Edited now!) Editor: Decembery
Judging by the original Qiu Yu’s memories, Wen Zhiyi was quite a crafty person. Otherwise, he wouldn’t have been able to deal with the original Qiu Yu’s problematic relatives so easily.
However, it was because of this craftiness that Wen Zhiyi somehow managed to get an entrance permit intended for the media. Using it, he entered the headquarters’ hotel and managed to stop Qiu Yu in the lobby.
Facing the Alpha who remained entangled in the original body’s life despite being married, Qiu Yu didn’t want to give the other any illusions of hope. With a cold face, he said, “I have nothing to say to you. Please head back.”
Yet Wen Zhiyi remained standing in their way.
Tomorrow was the Summer Season’s finals. At this time, many media outlets have already arrived at the hotel. Seeing the commotion here, each of their burning eyes turned in their direction like sharks catching a whiff of blood.
Mu Feibai determinedly kept Qiu Yu behind him. Seeing that things were going south, Zhou Shu quickly called the Coach to come downstairs and pick them up.
He Jingxing and Yuan Lu quickly arrived, however Wen Zhiyi remained unable to be reasoned with. In order to avoid troubles arising from dragging this stalemate on and in case this “ex-boyfriend” says anything extremely out of line, Coach He requested a meeting room from the headquarters. He then led Wen Zhiyi inside to talk and avoid the media outlets looking on in the lobby.
The meeting and training rooms were situated on the floor above the lobby and thus weren’t considered part of the hotel. As such, the media had no authority to enter. Moreover, the meeting room’s walls were soundproof but made of see-through glass. As Wen Zhiyi insisted on talking with Qiu Yu one-on-one, this allowed the team members to make sure Qiu Yu was safe by seeing what was happening on the inside without intruding on the privacy of their conversation.
“Don’t lock the door,” He Jingxing reminded Qiu Yu as he walked through the door, “I’ll have Feibai and Xiao Du standing guard on the outside.”
If Wen Zhiyi dared to make a move, the two would be able to rush in and ensure Qiu Yu’s safety immediately.
Qiu Yu’s eyelids drooped, fingers brushing lightly across the waist of his pants through the fabric of his shirt, and nodded. “En.”
If Wen Zhiyi really dared to make a move on him, he could guarantee that the one injured wouldn’t be himself.
Qiu Yu followed Wen Zhiyi into the meeting room and sat down on a random chair. Leaning back in his seat, he jerked his chin, “Speak.”
Wen Zhiyi also dragged out a chair and sat down next to Qiu Yu, staring at his face. “Xiao Yu, are you still holding a grudge?”
Qiu Yu didn’t give him any face. “I don’t have the time for that. Say whatever you have to say and stop wasting my time.”
Wen Zhiyi sighed, “Why have you changed to be like this?”
Seeing Qiu Yu stay silent, he continued, “I know, it was my fault. I shouldn’t have given you any illusions… But I’ve always regarded you as my dearest little brother. I would love to receive your blessings upon my marriage. Sorry, I didn’t think that you would be so hurt by this that you would hold a grudge against me, and end up running away to play games…”
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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Wen Zhiyi stared at Qiu Yu. After a moment, he rambled to himself, “I looked up some things about esports after last time. Are you only staying here because you signed some contract that stipulates a penalty if you break it? I can help you pay that fee, you don’t have to force yourself into this. I watched your live competition broadcast—my heart also hurt when your game cabin started beeping in alarm!”
As he spoke, his eyes somehow turned red as though he was about to tear up, “I’ll help you sever the contract, you’ll go home obediently to keep doing your drawings and live in ease and comfort. Is that not good? If you want to date, I’ll introduce some excellent Alphas to you, I have a lot of friends…”
“We can’t continue the conversation with you like this.” Qiu Yu interrupted, “It would be better for you to go home, please.”
Wen Zhiyi pursed his lips with reddened eyes. Suddenly he said, “Are you into that Mu Feibai?”
Qiu Yu was speechless. “It’s got nothing to do with him.”
Wen Zhiyi pressed on, “Then why won’t you sever the contract? Isn’t it because you’ve got your eyes on an Alpha in the team? If not Mu Feibai, then is it that Du Chen?”
Qiu Yu was angered into laughing, “Are you sick?”
Wen Zhiyi’s voice was hoarse, “Xiao Yu, you never used to talk to me like this before! You have always been a gentle and polite child—it’s only been a couple of months since you entered the team, how have you become like this?”
“Wen Zhiyi.” Qiu Yu’s tone was freezing, “I’ve already told you, the old Xiao Yu is dead.”
“Don’t say these kinds of words!” Wen Zhiyi raged, “Is it not enough for me to coax you nicely? Do I really have to lose my temper towards you? I saved you from the grasp of those people, and now I’m agreeing to help you pay the contract penalty, have I not been magnanimous and loyal enough towards you?!”
“Heh, you’d pay.” Qiu Yu laughed coldly, “Since you’ll pay the penalty, why don’t you also pay for my surgery? And get me the approval as well?”
Wen Zhiyi was taken aback for a moment.
After a while, he asked in a trembling voice, “…What did you say? What surgery?”
Qiu Yu frowned, suppressing the untimely flames of anger in his heart.
Perhaps he was affected by the original Qiu Yu’s soul, as he wasn’t able to stay calm at all times when facing Wen Zhiyi and even carelessly revealed his plans to undergo the surgery.
As expected, Wen Zhiyi exploded. “How else do you want to continue hurting yourself? Fine, fine. You win. You always know how to deal the heaviest blow to my heart. You played the game until the alarm sounded and now you want to remove your gland! What do you want to achieve by stirring up such a storm? Hmm? Do you want me to divorce? Do you want me to marry you instead?!”
Qiu Yu’s head hurt. He rubbed his temples and was just about to speak when the air he breathed in was suddenly infused with the piercing scent of rosin. It was as though his body was suddenly set on fire—
He looked up, only to see Wen Zhiyi roaring with red eyes— “Fine! I’ll get a divorce! I don’t want that child anymore! I’ll have you instead! Are you happy now?!”
The brutally overbearing Alpha pheromones roiled in the enclosed space. Wen Zhiyi pounced and pushed Qiu Yu along with the chair he was sitting in onto the floor. He gripped Qiu Yu’s arm, turned him over, and readied himself to bite down on the back of Qiu Yu’s neck!
In the space of a flint striking steel, Mu Feibai and Du Chen crashed through the door and entered.
At this time, Qiu Yu had already freed an arm. Holding a razor blade the size of his fingertips, he forcefully turned his body, avoiding the attack to his nape from behind, and aimed the razor-sharp blade straight towards the other’s artery!
If this blade hit home, it would be the end for Wen Zhiyi.
Luckily Mu Feibai had already grabbed the other off of Qiu Yu and slammed his fist into the other’s nose, dropping him onto the floor.
However, when Du Chen went to help Qiu Yu up, he sustained a cut on the side of his neck from the barely conscious Qiu Yu. Blood immediately gushed out of the open wound—if it wasn’t that he dodged nimbly in time, that slash would have been enough to take his life.
Mu Feibai heard Du Chen’s yelp. Turning around to look, cold sweat rose on his body. He quickly inserted himself between the two and only managed to hold Qiu Yu down after a long while. He frantically tried to assure him, “It’s alright now, it’s alright, ge, put the blade down… don’t hurt yourself, let go.”
He didn’t forget to turn around and say, “Du Chen, hold that guy down! There’s surveillance cameras in the meeting room so we can call the cops! Remember to visit Doctor Qi to recover… Coach! Manager Yuan, can you help me with Qiu Yu…”
Halfway through speaking, the sweet fragrance of coconut milk suddenly hit him in the face.
Mu Feibai was stunned for a moment before realising that earlier when he tried to suppress Wen Zhiyi’s pheromones, he directly released his own and didn’t hold back, successfully dispersing the other’s smell.
So now, the entire meeting room was filled with the slightly burning scent of his pheromones—of him.
Qiu Yu couldn’t withstand such a high concentration of Alpha pheromones and was currently shivering under him.
Mu Feibai’s body went stiff, his mind suddenly blank.
It wasn’t until He Jingxing and Qi Zhefeng pulled on him did he come back to himself and shakingly tried to stand up. However, a porcelain arm suddenly winded tightly around his neck—Qiu Yu’s gaze was unfocused and slightly confused, he tried to focus his eyes but his attention wandered. He finally recognised the person before him and called in a hoarse and sweet voice, “Mu… Feibai?”
Seeing that his other hand still held the razor blade, Mu Feibai forcefully suppressed his body’s unrest and spoke with a dry throat, “…It’s me. Put down your blade first.”
What answered him was the clink of the blade hitting the floor and the other arm joining the first to form a death grip on his neck.
Something soft and moist touched his neck and followed his veins upwards, as though searching for the corner of his mouth. Mu Feibai’s entire body heated up in agitation and his mind felt muddled. Thank goodness that Coach He and Doctor Qi continued to talk by his side, preserving the last strand of his sanity. He strenuously tilted his head to avoid Qiu Yu’s kisses.
“C-Coach…” He borrowed Qi Zhefeng’s strength to help Qiu Yu stand up, so flustered that he didn’t even know where to put his hands, “…wha-wha-what do we do?”
At this time, Qiu Yu’s legs also winded around his torso.
It was unknown how much of Qiu Yu’s consciousness remained intact, yet he kept muttering, “Mu Feibai… captain… take me to… the infirmary… suppressants… don’t-don’t touch me…”
So who was touching who again?!
Mu Feibai resentfully gritted his teeth.
Reason and primal desire tore at him. If it wasn’t that he had injected himself with Alpha inhibitors and that he hadn’t really entered his susceptible period, this situation would definitely end badly.
Both of them were escorted by He Jingxing and Qi Zhefeng all the way to the infirmary in a befuddled state—they didn’t dare return to Qiu Yu’s room because it would require passing through the hotel corridor where reporters could be.
When Yuan Lu arrived with a face drenched in sweat and the suppressants, Qiu Yu was still wrapped around Mu Feibai and clearly was unable to use it himself. Qi Zhefeng was worried that forcefully pulling him off Mu Feibai would hurt him. Seeing that Mu Feibai remained in control of himself, he held a tube of suppressants and ordered, “Take his pants off.”
Mu Feibai was about to be driven out of his mind. “What. Did. You. Say?”
He had already retracted his pheromones and they’d even walked this far, so Qiu Yu shouldn’t still be able to smell the scent in the meeting room. Why was he still not sober?
Doctor Qi’s tone was even. “His heat period arrived.”
Mu Feibai froze.
The heat from Qiu Yu’s body wrapped tightly around him. When the incident happened, they had just returned from a jog in the gardens, so they were only wearing tank tops and shorts. At this moment, their bare skin was seamlessly in contact with each other, made slightly slippery by a thin layer of their sweat… Rushed breathing and slightly hoarse hums sounded in his ear, and his nose was filled with the sweet scent of coconut milk…
Qi Zhefeng said, Qiu Yu’s heat period had arrived.
So, right now, in his arms, was an Omega in the middle of his heat…
And, it was the Omega he liked.
Tn: So sorry for the late chap! Also, Decembery is very busy these couple of weeks so these recent chapters aren’t edited as of now. If there’s any glaring issues please let me know in the comments!
En: ꒰ᐢ. .ᐢ꒱₊˚⊹ mm very readable, didn’t need edits…(drowning in work and school)
Just in time! Always the heat will come at the most inconvenient times, lmao… Thanks for the update 🤣❤️🤣❤️
Yes quite an overused device😭… but it is what it is I guess🥲
Wooooooww our xiao bai is really strong lol how can he hold himself back much alpha very patience such self control doge approves. (=^=)👍
Wen Zhiyi. SHAKES HIM AGGRESSIVELY
I will commit mordir
Heart beat ba dum
Excuse me, can someone please end that surnamed Wen? Thank you.
Thanks for the chapter! Mu Feibai has my RESPECT! Doing the best he can right now…
So disappointed in the team and Qiu Yu. One, leaving the alpha in a confined room with the omega, the results of which were entirely predictable. Two, Qiu Yu still hasn’t desensitized himself to alpha pheromones, leaving a gaping hole in his personal defenses.
Hows he to desensitize himself to alpha pheromones? Only gland removal can help him n he can’t have that surgery yet. I do agree that they shouldn’t have left qiu yu alone with him but he likely would’ve tried the same thing even with others around. I thought they all shuldve forced him out bc hes not media so his pass is invalid n he doesnt belong there to behind with.
The same way you build up resistance to any other chemical. Obtain a means of exposure – he could probably hire an alpha for that, or ask a friend to help – and gradually increase the strength of the exposure while training his body to resist and ignore the problem substance. Just like soldiers desensitize themself to tear gas by training their resistance to it. In the described situation, I’ve no doubt that artificial pheromones are also a possibility, eliminating the need for an actual alpha, though presumably those would be a black-market item.
Incidentally, I’ve seen exactly this method in a number of novels… except that it’s absurdly biased. It’s always alphas training their resistance to omega pheromones, never the opposite. If an alpha can do it, there’s no reason an omega can’t, and it seems very out of character for Qiu Yu to not be familiar with this concept given his described background.
It would be something he himself could not fully control like other resistance training* also, it makes sense that omega wouldn’t do it while alphas do since omega are weaker n more susceptible to being taken advantage of by alphas or suffering in the process. We know mc could prob handle that but it could explain why we mostly see alphas doing it elsewhere. Tldr this is a different abo world n the consequences of such a kind of training for mc might be more risk than its worth.