Heartache

Wan Ying watched as their enthusiasm was stirred up. After giving them a simple arrangement, he left the rest for them to handle.

They had to use their own brains and couldn't rely on him for everything.

Besides, he had something important to do now.

He wondered whether Little Treasure had wrecked the place. Surely he hadn't turned his office into a complete mess?

As he went downstairs, he ran into the old man heading up.

Wan Ying's eyes flickered, and a sense of foreboding rose in his heart.

Sure enough, the old man blocked his way.

"Kid, on my way here today, why did so many people say you brought an Omega to work? Where is he? Bring him over and let me have a look."

"Just a couple of days ago, I was telling your mistress that we should introduce you to a few Omegas. Who knew you'd go ahead and start sorting out your own lifelong affairs?"

"That's more like it. You're old enough now. You need to find a caring, understanding Omega, so you don't keep getting more bad-tempered and scare everyone on the team."

The old man narrowed his eyes and looked him over a few times before praising, "Not bad, not bad. You even know to pay attention to your appearance now. Looks like you really like that Omega you brought along. Why don't you come home for dinner tonight? I'll have your mistress make something nice. What does he like to eat? Sweet? Spicy? Tell your mistress later."

As soon as he finished speaking, he hurriedly waved his hand. "Forget it, forget it. I'll tell your mistress myself. She definitely won't believe it. Not bad, brat. Your taste shouldn't be poor."

"No wonder a magpie landed by my window this morning. So there was happy news."

"You don't know, all the people under your management crowded around me on the way here, saying you brought a very, very beautiful Omega... It's settled, then. I'll have your mistress cook dinner. Wait, would going to the house for the first time be too awkward? How about I book a five-star private room..."

As the old man spoke, he walked ahead on his own.

Wan Ying's vision went dark.

Maybe he shouldn't have brought Bian He here. So annoying. These people were all so annoying.

But... his person really was beautiful.

At least these people had good taste.

Wan Ying pushed open the office door.

He scanned the room but didn't see the little figure running around.

Where was he?

Where was his big, adorable Little Treasure?

He looked down the corridor outside the door. Had he run out? Gone to the restroom?

The door was slightly ajar.

Wan Ying walked to his desk and set the documents down.

He was just about to go outside and look.

Then his peripheral vision dipped downward.

Bian He was curled up inside his office cabinet.

Why had he crawled in there? Wasn't it cramped?

He seemed to be asleep. With every breath, his long lashes appeared to tremble slightly.

Wan Ying took the spare chair beside him and sat down, watching the sleeping Bian He from up close.

He had been asleep for a while, and his cheeks were faintly flushed.

Using both hands as a pillow, he exposed part of his wrist, where a pink Puppy bandage was stuck.

Bian He really liked this brand of bandages. More accurately, he liked the Puppy pattern on them.

Wan Ying took out his phone, opened a shopping app, and placed another order.

As an owner, he had a duty to dress his treasure beautifully.

During work hours, he began searching the shopping app for every kind of clothing, shoes, and accessory suitable for Puppy.

After picking for over an hour, he spent more than a million gold coins.

There were so many beautiful clothes. He had to give Puppy a different outfit every day.

If he didn't mark him, the scent of his pheromones on Bian He would be very faint.

Would some blind fool try to steal his person away?

Bian He could only be kept by his side.

Wan Ying deliberately softened his movements and placed his phone on the desk.

With one foot, he gently nudged the chair aside.

He held his breath and bent down to lift Bian He out of the cabinet.

Every step was careful, afraid of waking him.

He pushed open the door to the lounge.

Wan Ying glanced at the neatly made bed.

He seemed to be crossing a line.

Bian He slept more comfortably once he was lying on the bed.

He really liked the scent of his pheromones, clinging to his blanket and refusing to let go.

If it were him instead, would he cling tightly around his waist too?

He closed the door.

Wan Ying stood by the window, letting the cold wind blow over him as the cigarette in his hand burned halfway down.

What was he supposed to do?

His emotions were spiraling out of control.

Bian He's influence over him was growing stronger and stronger.

His fingertips were burned.

He suddenly snapped back to his senses.

Wan Ying crushed out the cigarette and tossed it into the trash.

Even a cigarette he hadn't taken a puff from could burn to ashes.

Just like his heart.

Unravelable thoughts circled in his mind.

Movement came from the bedroom.

Wan Ying brushed the smell of smoke off himself and pushed open the lounge door.

The sight that met his eyes was Bian He hugging his blanket and taking deep whiffs of it.

Like some kind of pervert.

"What are you doing?" Wan Ying stood by the bed and poked Puppy on the head.

Puppy suddenly opened his arms and hugged him.

The force was so strong that he nearly knocked him over.

Wan Ying braced himself against the cabinet and barely steadied himself.

"Let go. Why are you acting up after just one nap? Should I take you for a vaccination?"

Bian He buried himself in the man's arms and kept taking deep breaths.

"...I missed you so much. I really like your scent..."

Wisps of floral-scented pheromones drifted out.

A glowing totem appeared on the hand wrapped around his waist.

The floral pattern of his pheromones flickered in and out of sight.

"I'm hungry..."

Bian He parted his lips, desperately holding back the urge to bite down.

He couldn't.

Wan Ying's gaze turned cold as he broke free from the embrace.

He raised a hand to Bian He's forehead. "Why is your face so hot? Is it your heat?"

After being pushed away, Bian He's brows furrowed slightly, his eyes reddened by tears. "...I'm so hungry... Can you hug me...?"

He reached out, trying to grasp the mint-scented pheromones that made him feel better.

His face grew even redder, and the rich floral scent slammed into Wan Ying.

Wan Ying's breathing tightened as he warned, "Bian He, put away your pheromones."

Bian He's pheromones were affecting him...

Damn it. If he stayed any longer, he would lose control too.

Bian He's light-blue pupils were stained red. He was too hungry, and his lips had turned a flushed red.

He curled up on the bed, hugging the blanket tightly.

"Mas... Wan Ying..."

His hands uncontrollably tugged at his clothes, leaving streaks of red marks on his neck.

At a time like this, he should be given an inhibitor.

There were no inhibitors specifically for Omegas in his office.

"Be good, Bian He. Hold on for a while. I'm going to the infirmary." Wan Ying released his pheromones.

"...I don't want an inhibitor..."

He seemed to be afraid of pain.

He clutched the blanket, unwilling to let go.

Click.

The room door locked.

Wan Ying raced downstairs to the infirmary.

A few minutes later, he successfully obtained a box of inhibitors.

Wan Ying pushed open the door. A figure was curled up on the bed.

Bian He's face was even redder, his forehead covered in sweat.

He was soaked through, staining Wan Ying's bed.

He took out an inhibitor, pulled open Bian He's clothes, and hesitated for two seconds. "Be good. Bear with it." He injected it into the back of his neck.

The unconscious Bian He whimpered, hugging the blanket even tighter.

Wan Ying's heart ached. He tossed the empty inhibitor into the trash. "Don't be afraid. You'll be fine after some sleep."

He wiped the sweat from Bian He's face with a towel and soothed him softly.

Every Omega needed an Alpha's pheromones to calm them during heat.

Their frequent heats made every day difficult for them.

His treasure must have suffered terribly before.

"...It hurts so much..."