Chapter 27
He Yuan’s current decision was to follow Wen Su’s pace.
Upon discovering that Wen Su was already Version 2.0, when Wen Su suddenly made a promise that moved him to tears, and when he hadn’t expected himself to say that word “okay.”
Occasionally, when Wen Su’s control temporarily vanished and he lay on the bed with insomnia, blinking vacantly, he would feel an extremely strong sense of unreality. He would be confused, reflective, and conflicted—was everything happening right now right or wrong?
But even if he thought a lot, he didn’t have the determination or courage to resist.
After all, would resisting be right or wrong?
After all, Admiral Wen Su was in his mating season. Even if he suppressed the berserk state, generally speaking, he was still unstable and couldn’t be judged by common logic.
Perhaps when the mating season passed, the accident would return to being just an accident.
He Yuan convinced himself this way.
But ten days later, when the “Annoying Mating Season” ended, Wen Su’s words and actions not only didn’t return to how they were before, but seemed to intensify.
Every day, he dutifully did his job as a life assistant, but Wen Su would always appear suddenly—rubbing his head, touching his face, kissing him, or hugging him without letting go.
Not just a quick hug, but the kind that took up a lot of time.
At night, when singing or reading poetry to lull him to sleep, he always ended up confusingly lulling himself into Admiral Wen Su’s arms.
Sigh, his work rhythm was disrupted, his efficiency was very low, and he had completely lost the professionalism of a life assistant!
It was distressing, but he couldn’t tell Admiral Wen Su, because…
He had already decided to follow his pace!
Wen Su was taking responsibility for him, wanting to establish a lover’s relationship, seriously giving promises and putting them into practice. Of course, he had to cooperate seriously too!
Maybe it was just a sudden change, a temporary maladjustment.
Maybe after getting used to it, it would be fine.
Mm, my adaptability is strong. It will definitely be fine!
“Wow, so Jian Mingguang has dated so many people!” He Yuan moved a high-backed chair and sat by Wen Su’s bed, exclaiming while scrolling through his phone.
Wen Su, wearing a bathrobe, walked up behind him, pressed his hands on the back of the chair, leaned over, and asked in confusion, “Who is Jian Mingguang?”
“The top-tier superstar! The dream Alpha of thousands of Omegas!” He Yuan turned back excitedly.
Wen Su’s expression darkened instantly, his jaw tightening slightly: “‘The dream Alpha of thousands of Omegas’?”
“Yeah!” He Yuan was completely unaware of the severity of the situation, expressing his thoughts as a pure spectator. “It’s no wonder. He’s so handsome, and surrounded by beautiful men and women. It would be abnormal not to date! Though he is indeed quite a playboy… but after all, he’s so handsome!”
Wen Su’s hands on the chair back pressed down harder and harder.
He had almost no involvement in things outside of combat. He didn’t understand that He Yuan’s behavior was clearly that of a passerby looking for entertainment, and that “so handsome” and “dream Alpha of thousands of Omegas” were just objective evaluations and relaying of facts.
He only felt that this was a blatant provocation.
Unbearable.
“Handsome? How handsome?” His teeth were completely clenched.
He Yuan, still oblivious, held up his phone to share happily: “Look!”
But Wen Su swiped it away with his hand.
He Yuan was stunned.
Wen Su walked to the bed and sat down, crossing his arms. He didn’t move for a long time, his aura clearly wrong.
He Yuan was even more stunned.
Didn’t he ask how handsome? I showed him, but he wouldn’t look, and now he seems angry.
Why?
Sigh, I just felt that since I decided to cooperate with Admiral Wen Su’s pace and try hard to adapt to the new stage, I talked about entertainment gossip, thinking it would liven up the atmosphere and make our interaction more grounded and like daily life.
But it backfired.
Putting away his phone and reflecting for a while, then secretly observing for a bit, he stood up and tentatively probed, “Admiral, how about I go out first?”
As the source of anger, it was only right to take the initiative to stay away.
Wen Su didn’t speak.
He Yuan had no idea what he was thinking. Assuming this meant tacit approval, he pointed to the door and said, “Then I’m leaving.”
Still no answer.
He Yuan slowly shuffled toward the door. Just as he grabbed the doorknob, a powerful pressure suddenly came from behind. He turned his head, his eyes widening in a flash!
Admiral Wen Su’s tall body stood before him, as if he had returned to the berserk state of the mating season, radiating danger from head to toe!
He quickly stepped back, but Wen Su didn’t give him a chance. He grabbed him directly, hugging him so tight it felt like his bones would break!
“You’re not allowed to leave.” Wen Su’s voice was deep and slightly anxious. “You’re not allowed to say others are handsome. You can’t even think it.”
He Yuan: !!!
Ineffective muttering, ineffective struggling. He was picked up by Wen Su like a little chick. The plush slippers on his feet fell off. He was dragged back to the bed, pinned down, and kissed—very forcefully, completely unlike the “gentler” promise made before.
“Mmph, mmph, mmph…”
The air was constantly squeezed out. He Yuan continued to struggle. Finally managing to hug Wen Su’s neck to find a sliver of space, he hurriedly said, “Admiral, I—I haven’t tidied up the room yet!”
He had decided to follow Wen Su’s pace, so of course he would cooperate with intimate contact, but he also had more important duties!
The routine daily cleaning and inspection of the villa hadn’t been completed. They couldn’t be intimate first because Admiral Wen Su took a particularly long time, and every time it would drain his energy, leaving him unable to do anything but sleep to recover afterward.
His resistance grew a bit stronger, and Wen Su became even more dissatisfied.
“What tidying the room? No need to tidy.”
“No, I have to do it every day…”
“Let the robot butler do it.”
“The robot butler is… a robot butler. I am me. I have the position of life assistant…”
“Life assistant? Why are you still thinking about that?”
“I…”
“You are no longer a life assistant.”
He Yuan: !!!
Suddenly, he seemed to fall into an extremely empty and cold space, struck by a heavy hammer that pierced his soul.
Falling weightlessly, getting dizzier, colder, and more terrified.
If he was no longer a life assistant, then what was he?
“Mmph, mmph, mmph…”
Pajamas had extremely low defense. Facing a top-tier Alpha, he could only be ravaged and tossed about. Tears welled up in He Yuan’s eyes instinctively. His toes curled tight. Even if he felt dizzy, cold, and terrified because of Wen Su’s words just now, he could only struggle to cope with the present.
…
Admiral Wen Su was definitely angry.
He Yuan had no doubt about this.
Because this time was completely different from the previous steadiness and gentleness. It made him shed so many tears that he fainted halfway through.
He didn’t know if he continued to shed physiological tears while unconscious.
It was just too messy.
When he woke up the next day, it was already past nine in the morning.
His whole body felt very dry and clean.
Admiral Wen Su carefully cleaned him up every time afterward; he was very responsible.
It was just that his energy hadn’t fully recovered, and his mood still carried the turbulence from yesterday. He Yuan wasn’t in high spirits. He slowly climbed up, got dressed, washed up, and went downstairs.
Wen Su was sitting in the dining room working.
“Good morning, Admiral!” He greeted as routine.
“Good morning.” Wen Su put down his work and came over. “Hungry?”
“A little.”
“There’s breakfast in the kitchen, delivered by the military. Put something in your stomach first. If you prefer handmade meals, we can look for a chef.”
“No need, I can make it. That’s my job anyway.”
“Didn’t I say you don’t need to…”
He Yuan remembered.
He stopped in his tracks and said with a bit of panic, “Admiral, w-why don’t I need to be a life assistant anymore?”
“What do you think?” Wen Su asked back as if it were obvious, then with a face full of helplessness, he walked quickly to the kitchen. “I also said, don’t call me Admiral anymore.”
He Yuan froze in place.
He knew Wen Su was getting breakfast for him personally. In this regard, Wen Su treated him very well.
But he couldn’t feel happy at all.
He took small bites of the sandwich dejectedly, occasionally drinking a little coffee. It was straight Americano; the deeply roasted coffee beans exuded a soul-stirring bitterness.
He Yuan frowned.
“Can’t eat?” Wen Su asked.
He Yuan was stunned, thinking, So Admiral Wen Su has been observing me the whole time.
“No,” he quickly said as if nothing was wrong. “I’m just not used to drinking Americano.”
Wen Su paused.
He drank Americano year-round. As his preferred beverage aside from drinking water, he hadn’t even considered that someone might not be used to drinking it.
The Omega was like an adventure world full of secrets waiting for him to explore. Currently, he had lit up a small part of the map, but there were still more places in the gray area.
He got up and went to the kitchen again, returning with a sugar jar and a carton of milk.
“Which one do you want to add?”
He Yuan was stunned again, his big eyes trembling.
Not being used to it was one thing, but it wasn’t like he couldn’t drink it at all. Besides, he had already started drinking it, so he just needed to finish it. He had only mentioned it casually because he was asked; he didn’t mean it was unacceptable and had to be changed. Yet Admiral Wen Su…
He felt a bit flattered.
He Yuan took both the sugar jar and the milk carton, smiling gratefully. “I can try adding nothing first and see if I can conquer the Americano! Thank you, Ad…”
He stopped his mouth just in time.
The Omega smiled, and Wen Su felt more at ease internally than last night. He went back to operating the virtual screen for a while, then turned it around to show He Yuan.
“Is this the Alpha you mentioned yesterday?”
The “Dream Alpha of thousands of Omegas.”
He Yuan looked; the photo on the screen was indeed the top star Jian Mingguang. He nodded like a garlic pounder. “Mm.”
Wen Su: …
Even so, he was still very angry.
Restraining himself, he said, “I can arrange for him to meet you, but honestly, I hope you’d better not. I hope you consider it carefully.”
He Yuan: ???
What? What’s going on? Why can’t I understand this conversation all of a sudden?
Wen Su retracted the virtual screen, looking like he didn’t want He Yuan to take another look, and said, “I have to go out to organize training later. I’ll be back relatively late. You go to sleep first today.”
“Oh.” He Yuan nodded crisply. He understood this.
“I just contacted a chef. I’ll have him come cook for you today. Try it out; if you think he’s good, we’ll keep him. If not good enough, we’ll find another.”
“Oh…” He Yuan nodded slowly. He understood this too.
But he was still unreconciled.
“Do I really not need to be a life assistant anymore?”
Wen Su looked over with a determined gaze and nodded decisively.
Sigh, give up.
He Yuan said dejectedly, “Alright.”
“You can do other things,” Wen Su said. “Suddenly having a lot of time, what do you want to do?”
This was a good question. He Yuan immediately thought seriously.
“Read some books first? Catch up on missed coursework. Although I’m currently suspended from school, I have to learn sooner or later. Reading more books can’t be wrong.”
Wen Su expressed approval. “And then?”
“And then…” He Yuan crossed his arms. “Chat with a friend?”
“Friend,” not “friends.” This specific singular form alerted Wen Su.
“Which friend?”
The friend who complained about you to me many times and once asked ‘Are you guys dating’—
He Yuan certainly didn’t dare say that.
“Um, a friend who is one year older than me, grew up with me in the aid center, got into Star Source University a year before me, and then encouraged and helped me get in too! I guess… my only… best friend!” He Yuan introduced earnestly.
“Only,” “Best”—such words were too terrifying.
Wen Su became even more alert and interrogated sharply, “Male or female?”
“Male.”
“Secondary gender?”
“Alpha.”
Wen Su narrowed his eyes instantly. The sharp, chilling aura made He Yuan shrink back.
… Angry again?
But I answered the questions honestly. I didn’t say anything wrong!
A moment later, Wen Su asked, “What is his name?”
He Yuan: …
It looked very dangerous.
So he shook his head in resistance.
Wen Su was immediately shocked and heartbroken. “You aren’t willing to tell me?”
“N-no, I’m not! It—it’s because…”
He Yuan stammered, which made Wen Su’s imagination and injury run wilder: A celebrity is out of reach, so forcing myself to tolerate it is one thing. But a childhood friend is different; I can tell from the detail of the description and the depth of the wording.
More importantly, whether it’s the celebrity or the childhood friend, this is the first time I’ve heard of them.
The weak little Omega is truly unfathomable.
He wanted to interrogate further, but training time was approaching. Even Wen Su, who had turned into a love-struck spirit, could only leave while holding back a belly full of burning anxiety.
Leaving He Yuan alone.
Sitting blankly on the chair.
Very dazed.
This matter…
He and Admiral Wen Su…
Something is really, really wrong!
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