Please Don't Block Me, I Really Jumped Off a Building

Jiang Jifu knew how stubborn his uncle was. He did not ask further, merely sitting quietly in the office all afternoon.

He watched Ye Qingpu handle documents, watched him occasionally chat and laugh over the phone, watched him move through everything with ease, and watched the way his eyes would always drift off unconsciously.

"Um... Uncle, do you want something to drink?" Jiang Jifu asked, pretending to sound casual.

Ye Qingpu thought for a moment before answering.

"An iced Americano."

"Okay, I'll go downstairs and buy one now."

Jiang Jifu nodded and turned to head downstairs.

The moment he stepped out of the elevator, he came face-to-face with a man in a cap and mask. One look at his build was enough to tell who he was.

Jiang Jifu grabbed his arm with one hand, his tone deeply displeased.

"Going upstairs now probably isn't a good idea, is it? The media are all waiting downstairs. Young Master Pei has a fiancée who's an omega. It wouldn't look good if you got photographed."

Pei Jiaqian said nothing, only silently shaking off his hand.

"You should go back, Young Master Pei. Don't come here and disgust my uncle again," Jiang Jifu said, shoving both hands into his pockets and glancing at him sideways.

"I'll leave after one look."

Pei Jiaqian's tone was almost pleading.

"Don't. That one look of yours is far too precious—save it for your fiancée. My uncle is only an omega who was forcibly transformed from a beta."

"...My brother needs my pheromones."

Through the stray hair beneath the brim of his cap, Jiang Jifu saw Pei Jiaqian's exhausted, bloodshot eyes.

"...Get lost, Pei Jiaqian. My uncle isn't in a good state. Don't disturb him... What you did was disgusting."

Jiang Jifu sighed and patted his shoulder meaningfully.

Pei Jiaqian fell silent, then lowered his cap and walked away with a dejected figure.

When Jiang Jifu returned upstairs with the drink, Ye Qingpu was contacting one of his former business partners.

He placed the iced Americano by Ye Qingpu's hand, understood the hint, and quietly left the office.

After hanging up, Ye Qingpu's gaze darkened. When he caught that faint, familiar scent of pheromones, he sighed to himself.

He had agreed to sleep with Pei Jiaqian and agreed to be pinned down by that enigma, but he had no hobby of sleeping with someone else's fiancé, even if he had already been marked by him.

Over the past half month, he had thought about many things and learned many things. He had asked around everywhere about ways to remove an enigma's permanent mark. Every answer had been the same—there was a way, but the technology was still experimental, and it required attempting to remove the marked omega's cavity.

Ye Qingpu did not dare take that risk. He felt ashamed of his own cowardice.

From the news, he learned that the marriage alliance between the Jian Household and the Pei Household had been planned for a long time. Although he did not know why they publicly claimed Pei Jiaqian was an alpha, the other man had forcibly marked him despite knowing about the upcoming marriage alliance... Ye Qingpu found it laughable. After spending so many years in the workplace, he had ended up being played by some brat.

He sighed to himself and did his best to avoid the media on his way to and from work, returning to his dull, tedious, utterly ordinary daily life.

After their boss returned, the assistant noticed that his health seemed even worse. Jiang Jifu noticed it too. Ye Qingpu would be reviewing documents, then suddenly cough twice, blood appearing with it. He ate little and slept little. Everyone around him felt as though he were hanging on by a single breath, yet he himself remained as usual.

Jiang Jifu canceled his overseas schedule, apologized to his fans, and took Ye Qingpu to the hospital every few days. The doctors could not find anything wrong, only saying it was malnutrition and that he needed to nourish his body properly.

Then one day, while Ye Qingpu was serving as a consultant at an event and preparing to go onstage to deliver a speech, his vision went black and he fainted.

The people at the venue sent Ye Qingpu to the hospital. By the time Jiang Jifu rushed over, the man in question had already woken up and was rolling down his sleeve after having blood drawn.

"Ye Qingpu, are you hiding something from me?"

Jiang Jifu held an unlit cigarette between his fingers, staring deeply at the person before him, who had grown so thin he was nearly unrecognizable.

"No... Hey, where are your manners? What kind of nephew calls his uncle by his full name?"

Ye Qingpu joked as he lowered his sleeve, never once looking up to meet his eyes.

Just then, the doctor entered, breaking the tense atmosphere.

"You are... Mr. Ye himself, correct?"

The doctor looked newly transferred. He looked at Ye Qingpu and asked cautiously.

"Yes." Ye Qingpu nodded.

"Mr. Ye, when was the last time your partner soothed you with their pheromones?"

Both men froze at those words.

A flicker of unease crossed Ye Qingpu's face before he answered.

"About a month... ago."

Shock appeared on the doctor's face. He began advising Ye Qingpu, while giving Jiang Jifu a meaningful glance.

"Mr. Ye, although you are a 3S-class omega, your body has suffered irreversible damage. Combined with your special condition, you cannot go without your partner's pheromones. I imagine you have been suffering from anxiety, insomnia, and physical discomfort this entire time...

"You're quite something. An ordinary omega without soothing pheromones at a time like this would have long since..."

Ye Qingpu instinctively tried to stop him, but the doctor obliviously revealed everything.

The cigarette between Jiang Jifu's fingers snapped in half. He repeated each word slowly.

"What?"

Ye Qingpu could not help feeling guilty. In the end, he could only smile helplessly.

"Thank you for telling us. You can leave now."

Ye Qingpu glanced at the doctor.

Seeing that the atmosphere was off, the doctor silently nodded in apology and left.

"You..."

"I..."

"Hiss..."

Jiang Jifu did not know how to put his thoughts into words. He only rubbed his faded hair in frustration.

"It's just as you heard." Ye Qingpu admitted helplessly, a hint of self-mockery flashing through his eyes.

"No, you...?"

"...It was Pei Jiaqian?"

Jiang Jifu frowned, pulled over a chair, and sat down.

Ye Qingpu nodded.

"...Damn it. That bastard. I'm going to chop him up."

As he spoke, Jiang Jifu took out his phone and prepared to book a flight to America.

"My friend over there has a gun license. When the time comes, I'll hire someone to tie his ass up and drag him over too."

"Forget it." Ye Qingpu looked at him with amusement.

"What are you going to... do?"

"Maybe... Actually, I'm not really sure either..." A trace of relief surfaced on Ye Qingpu's face.

"When all is said and done, the bond of genes is powerful and indispensable..."

"To Pei Jiaqian, he merely played a... contradictory role. He did not know it would cause my gland to mutate either... Whether it turns out for the better or worse, I can only wait until a certain time to find out, can't I?"

Seeing the weariness in Ye Qingpu's eyes, Jiang Jifu unconsciously sighed.

That was true. Perhaps this could become something to hold on to. People always needed at least a little something to hold on to if they wanted to live better.

Jiang Jifu did not even dare imagine Ye Qingpu's panic when he learned about himself... Or what might have happened during the half month he disappeared... if Ye Qingpu had not come to terms with it... if he had not found a suitable reason to keep going.

To Ye Qingpu, everyone and everything was something he feared losing. He had been gone for twelve years, yet he had always walked alone. Few people could speak with him for long. He would always stare at the vast, blank road alone, occasionally exchange a few words with someone, then continue strolling alone beneath the setting sun.

He no longer had any blood relatives, and his ties to this world were pitifully few. Jiang Jifu knew that his uncle, who was so good at putting up a brave front, was lonely.

"Let's go traveling."

Jiang Jifu waved a hand, his gaze firm.

Ye Qingpu looked at him in surprise. Before he could process it or question it, Jiang Jifu had already bundled him up and stuffed him onto a flight bound for the coast.

Even when his feet stepped onto the glaring white sand, Ye Qingpu had not fully recovered his senses.

"Come on, sir. Put down your worries, put down all your troubles, and let's have some fun!"

With that, Jiang Jifu leaped into the blue sea beneath the blue sky. The next second, he came running back up, rubbing his arms.

"Damn... It's freezing."

"You're ridiculous."

Ye Qingpu rubbed his forehead helplessly and took out his phone to give his assistant some instructions.

When the company employees learned that their boss had gone on vacation, they were all relieved. For working people, finding a good boss was not easy. Finding someone like Ye Qingpu—young, capable, considerate of his employees, cold on the outside but warm inside—was even harder.

From the bottom of their hearts, they hoped Ye Qingpu would get better and better.

Meanwhile, in a presidential suite somewhere in Harbor City.

The man at the door wore black workwear. Beneath the brim of his cap, pulled low over his face, his cold eyes were filled with heavy exhaustion.

He knocked on the door. The one who opened it was a tall man with distinctly European features.

The man had chestnut curls, pale skin, and light green eyes filled with keen interest. He exuded a unique air of nobility.

"Vieni dentro," the man said, tilting his head slightly.

Pei Jiaqian sat on the edge of the bed and rolled his aching neck before finally asking.

"Why did you suddenly come here?"

"Il tuo omega ha rapito la mia piccola alfa," the man said with a helpless smile.

Pei Jiaqian's face darkened as he corrected him.

"It was your alpha who kidnapped my omega."

"More or less the same thing, no?" The man shrugged.

"I already booked tickets to go over there. Do you want to come with me?"

"Perché no?"

"Okay. Maybe we can give them a surprise." The man lowered his head and took a sip of his milk tea.

Pei Jiaqian stood, put on his cap, and patted his shoulder.

"Do you people usually communicate telepathically? Practice your speaking properly. No wonder your alpha ran away."

The man raised his brows and smiled helplessly.