"Why are you here alone? Where's Song Ren?"
With his hands in his pockets, General Zhu strode in with his usual unruly gait and pushed open the private room's door.
The floor-to-ceiling windows, transparent in every direction, reflected the blue-gray night sky outside and the bustling city illuminated by neon beneath its cool-toned darkness.
Amid the blurred blocks of light, Ji Yunqi sat alone, sunk into a dark sofa. Half a bottle of red wine remained on the table before him, and he held up a crystal glass that was nearly empty.
At the mention of "Song Ren," Ji Yunqi's brow twitched. He lifted his eyes toward his approaching friend, opened his mouth, then swallowed his words.
"What's going on? Hiding here alone and drinking your sorrows away? Has our charming playboy, the romantic young master General Ji, finally met his destined nemesis?"
Zhu Yucheng chuckled as he sat down, casually slinging an arm over Ji Yunqi's shoulders as usual.
As though startled, Ji Yunqi sprang up from the sofa and shifted aside, frowning. "Sit farther away."
"Fuck—" Zhu Yucheng froze at first, then kicked him outright. "Ji Yunqi, are you sick in the head? I didn't just start liking alphas yesterday. What's with you? Don't tell me some alpha confessed to you, and now you think every alpha is interested in you?"
Ji Yunqi barely reacted to the kick, but at Zhu Yucheng's latter words, his brow twitched again. Tilting his head back, he drained the rest of the red wine in his glass.
"I don't like alphas. I just like Teacher Jiang, and Teacher Jiang happens to be an alpha. Got it?" Zhu Yucheng shot Ji Yunqi a glare, then clicked his tongue at his friend's lost and conflicted expression. "You're reacting this strongly. Don't tell me you're