New Year's Eve

Five years later, Office One of Summit Technology's Publicity Department.

After finishing a promotional poster, Duan Xu finally freed up his hands. He stood and stretched, revealing a small sliver of his fair waist and abdomen.

"Tut, tut, Team Lead, take it easy. If President Shen sees that later, we'll suffer again," a female beta from the same team reminded Duan Xu.

The others did not know what had happened, but they could roughly guess from that comment, so they consciously kept their heads down.

"Sigh, it's my first time seeing possessiveness like President Shen's."

"Isn't it? Last time, the team lead tripped over a chair, and I only helped him up. I didn't even touch him through his clothes, but President Shen had me running all over the place delivering documents for an entire afternoon!"

"I didn't do anything this time. I didn't see anything either."

"Oh no, I saw it. Will President Shen send someone to assassinate me?"

Duan Xu: "...Not to that extent."

Duan Xu tugged down the hem of his shirt and cleared his throat. "Alphas don't like their omegas picking up other people's scents. He's not a bad person."

"Still, he has the strongest territorial instinct of any alpha!"

Duan Xu glanced at the office door. "Don't worry. He won't come by at this hour."

"The team lead is the best!"

"Tomorrow is New Year's Day. Finish up and get off work early," Duan Xu said, changing the subject.

"Got it! I only have one last image!"

"I still have three! Somebody save me!"

"Save yourself. I have a date with my boyfriend tonight."

Listening to their conversation, Duan Xu could not help but smile.

Before he knew it, he and Shen Yanlang had been married for five years. Xue Jingshu and the others had