Chapter 72
An Le’s words stunned Lu Heng.
Lu Heng glanced down at the phone screen, then sat up with a serious expression, took the phone and examined it carefully, before looking up and asking, “Besides showing it to Xiao Xiao, did you show this picture to anyone else?”
“No.”
An Le shook his head in confusion: “I only sent it to Xiao Xiao, but Xiao Xiao wouldn’t possibly send it to Gu Chen.”
He trusted Xiao Xiao; Xiao Xiao would absolutely not give his messages to Gu Chen, and Xiao Xiao couldn’t even contact Gu Chen.
So far, only three people had seen the picture: An Le, who painted it, Lu Heng, and Xiao Xiao.
None of the three of them would give it to Gu Chen, so…
Lu Heng lowered his head without speaking. He wanted to turn off his phone, but his finger pressed on the power button for a long time without choosing to turn it off.
Finally, he placed the phone on the bedside table, thinking for a moment before saying, “Keep using this phone, but only to contact him. If you need to do anything else, we’ll buy a new phone tomorrow and use my identity to get a new SIM card.”
An Le was taken aback, not understanding the meaning, looking at Lu Heng with confusion.
Lu Heng realized An Le might not understand, so he explained, “He’s monitoring your phone.”
The Gu family were all crazy; using methods like phone surveillance seemed to be a specialty of theirs. He just hadn’t expected that Gu Chen would actually monitor An Le’s phone.
“Monitoring my phone?”
An Le, who hadn’t experienced as much as Lu Heng, was completely stunned: “How, how…”
An Le bit his lip and didn’t continue. His phone number was still Xiao Xiao’s; this, this…
“Don’t be afraid.”
Lu Heng got up, stroked An Le’s hair, and comforted him, “Use mine; it’s fine.”
“Mm.”
What could An Le say? Call Gu Chen a pervert?
But Gu Chen was a pervert; that wasn’t even an insult.
An Le pouted and went to take a shower. Even after showering, he was still gloomy, only feeling a little better after snuggling into Lu Heng’s arms.
While sleeping, An Le had a dream. He dreamt that Gu Chen kept sending him messages. No matter whether he blocked, deleted, or turned off his phone, the messages still came.
Just like the message before showering, it included a picture of his mother, saying: Le Le, you painted it so beautifully. Your mother was truly beautiful, and you’re very much like her.
An Le fearfully threw his phone out the window, but the message notifications kept ringing. No matter where he went, the ringtone didn’t stop, finally automatically playing Gu Chen’s voice.
Gu Chen’s voice carried a sense of oppression, suffocating An Le to the point he couldn’t breathe. He violently opened his eyes and found that it was already dawn, with Lu Heng pinching his nose.
An Le’s eyes instantly reddened. He pouted unhappily and called out, “Mr. Lu, you bullied me.”
“No.”
Lu Heng released his hand, smiling, “I saw you weren’t sleeping comfortably, so I wanted to wake you up.”
An Le: “Really?”
“Really. Tell me, what did you dream about?”
When An Le talked about the dream he had last night, he was unhappy, saying dejectedly, “I dreamt of Gu Chen.”
Lu Heng knew that Gu Chen had left quite a shadow on him, but there was no way around it. Gu Chen wasn’t easy to deal with, and before dealing with these people, they needed to find the truth of what happened years ago.
If there was something wrong with Zhou Xiao’s death, then there was equally something wrong with the deaths of Zhou Xiao’s parents.
Lu Heng hugged An Le, patiently explaining, “Don’t be afraid, I definitely won’t hand you over to him. But you need to be patient and try to get information out of Gu Chen, asking more about your mother.”
“We definitely need to report Gu Chen and An Qiang, but we also need to find out the truth about Mom and Grandma and Grandpa. Otherwise, they’ll be very sad, and Le Le doesn’t want them to be sad, right?”
“Right.”
His mother and grandparents had all been very kind to him. When they were alive, he had been carefree, without any worries or fearsome problems.
He couldn’t bear to let them die with their grievances.
An Le: “I know what to do, Mr. Lu, I understand.”
“Good to know.”
Lu Heng released him, sat up and said, “Let’s go, it’s time to go to work.”
“Mm.”
An Le quickly got up, dressed, washed up, and went out with Lu Heng.
Yesterday, they had planned to go to Luo Ping’s place today to sound her out and see if she knew the password to the secret room in An Qiang’s study.
But because of Gu Chen, An Le had to go out with Lu Heng today.
Li Jie drove, taking them first to a mobile phone store, buying a new phone and a new SIM card and handing them to An Le.
An Le held the new phone, feeling a little happy.
Because no matter how he looked at it, he felt it was the same model as Lu Heng’s phone.
As soon as An Le became happy, his pheromones started to emanate, a faint peach scent quickly filling the entire car.
But An Le hadn’t noticed, secretly using the new phone to message Xiao Xiao, telling him to contact him on this number, that the previous phone had been monitored by Gu Chen.
Xiao Xiao probably hadn’t woken up yet, so he hadn’t replied. After thinking for a while, he couldn’t help but mention that Lu Heng had bought him the same model phone, that they were using couple phones.
Xiao Xiao still didn’t reply, and An Le didn’t find it strange, continuing to bombard Xiao Xiao with messages.
Only, before the last message was sent, he was suddenly grabbed by the phone and pushed down onto the seat.
An Le froze, startled. He asked with a dazed expression, “Mr. Lu, what… happened?”
Lu Heng didn’t speak, directly reaching out to touch An Le’s glands, stimulating An Le to release more pheromones.
An Le’s face flushed red, his already soft voice becoming even softer: “Mr. Lu, Mr. Lu… don’t, don’t touch…”
An Omega’s glands were very sensitive; touching them would also affect other parts of the body, especially in such a stimulating place as the car; his lower body was already slightly wet.
An Le’s little face was flushed, his eyes glistening with tears: “Mr. Lu…”
“Don’t move.”
Lu Heng held him down, touching his glands while kissing his eyes: “We still have a way to go to the company, Le Le, I…”
“You’re affecting my driving!”
Li Jie said angrily, “If you’re going to do something, at least tell me in advance so I can raise the partition. Now that it’s come to this, raising the partition is useless, you know!”
Li Jie’s voice startled An Le, even causing Lu Heng to look up. But what they saw was the partition slowly rising, isolating their conversation.
An Le was extremely embarrassed, hiding in Lu Heng’s arms, not daring to raise his head.
Lu Heng’s face turned so angry that if Li Jie wasn’t driving, he would have gotten out and beat him up.
Only after Li Jie finished scolding did he realize he had messed up, interrupting their intimate moment. Would Lu Heng deduct his salary?
But these two days were his heat cycle. Although he had taken medication, he was still easily affected by Omega pheromones, so these two were too unrestrained.
Li Jie had initially worried about Lu Heng deducting his salary, but the more he thought about it, the more he felt it was the fault of these two.
After getting out of the car, seeing An Le lowering his head and clinging to Lu Heng’s arm as they went upstairs, he quickly chased after them: “I wasn’t yelling at you, I was yelling at the boss! He clearly knew these few days were my heat cycle, yet he still irresponsibly stimulated you to release pheromones. He must have wanted me to lose control and die together on the road!”
An Le: …
Lu Heng had forgotten.
In the past, during Li Jie’s heat cycle, he would give him a few days off, but recently, he had been so busy with An Le’s matters that he had forgotten.
And Omega pheromones did easily affect an Alpha during their heat cycle. It was indeed his negligence.
But Lu Heng still kicked him.
Li Jie quickly dodged to the side: “Boss, you can’t get angry and lash out! I usually have time off during this time. Today, not only did I work overtime, but I also had to endure something I shouldn’t have to, so you should at least add money, and you still want to hit me? That’s too much!”
Lu Heng gritted his teeth: “If you want time off, go back and take it. One second late, and you’ll be docked a day’s pay.”
Hearing this, An Le curiously looked up, but only saw Li Jie running away to a hundred meters away.
An Le opened his mouth in surprise: “Mr. Lu, he, he runs so fast!”
Lu Heng laughed: “Anything related to money, he runs fast.”
An Le lowered his head in embarrassment, whispering: “But in the car, it really wasn’t good.”
It was too embarrassing.
Last time it was the traffic police, this time it was Li Jie; he was starting to have a phobia of cars.
An Le’s shy look made Lu Heng’s throat feel dry, but there were important things to do today, so they couldn’t mess around in the office.
Therefore, as the elevator ascended, Lu Heng pressed him against the wall and kissed him thoroughly.
By the time they got out of the elevator, An Le’s face was even redder, and his lips were swollen.
He dared not even lift his head.
Only after entering the office did An Le feel better, sitting in his seat, not knowing what to do.
After a while, he remembered to look at his phone.
Opening the message box where Gu Chen had messaged him last night, he thought for a moment before replying.
An Le: Sorry, Uncle, I went to bed early last night and didn’t see the message.
An Le: But, Uncle, how did you get my painting?
Gu Chen replied instantly: I went to Xiao Qian’s company yesterday and accidentally saw your friend looking at the painting on his phone, so I asked him to send it to me.
Gu Chen: You paint very well.
An Le didn’t believe him. If Xiao Xiao really had sent the painting to Gu Chen, he would have called him immediately after Gu Chen left and then scolded Gu Chen fiercely.
But it was more likely that Xiao Xiao wouldn’t give it to Gu Chen at all.
Therefore, Gu Chen was lying.
But even if Gu Chen was lying, An Le couldn’t do anything about it. He could only pout and continue typing: Oh.
An Le: Uncle seems very familiar with my mother, so could Uncle tell me more about Mom?
An Le: I’ll be painting later, painting Mom. If Uncle tells me, I’ll show Uncle the first one I finish.
After sending this message, the other side hesitated for a long time. Ten minutes passed before Gu Chen replied: Okay.
Gu Chen: If Le Le paints a picture of your mother dancing, no matter what Le Le asks, Uncle will answer.
Dancing?
An Le was stunned. He thought for a long time before asking: What kind of dance?