Jiang Yumiao sat on the living room sofa and checked the time. It was almost eleven at night.
Why... wasn't he home yet?
Was he working overtime? Or was he at some gathering?
With Ning Chunchi still out, he was alone in the spacious apartment. It had been fine during the day, with sunlight streaming in, but now it felt unbearably empty. He couldn't even focus on writing his novel.
Unable to stand it any longer, Jiang Yumiao picked up his phone to call Ning Chunchi. Before he could dial, he heard a sound from the elevator. He immediately tossed his phone aside and ran over to greet him.
The moment he saw him, he froze.
The usually elegant, composed alpha looked faintly exhausted. A chilling aura radiated from him, and the dark pools of his eyes seemed even more bottomless, utterly empty.
Sensitive to his moods, Jiang Yumiao immediately realized Ning Chunchi was unhappy. No, he was in a terrible mood.
After leaving the Ning Family, Ning Chunchi had gone back to the office and worked for a while. He knew his emotions were off and needed to suppress them before going home.
Every time he left the Ning Family, he felt sick for hours. Today was especially bad, because Ning Changzhi had mentioned Little Grape and crossed his bottom line.
He had no intention of letting Ning Changzhi have an easy time from now on.
Ning Chunchi's mind was filled with ruthless schemes, until he looked up and saw Jiang Yumiao running toward him.
Little Grape stopped some distance away and stared blankly at him, as though frightened.
That made Ning Chunchi's heart stop for an instant. He didn't want... didn't want to frighten his omega.
Ning Chunchi closed his eyes, hoping to rein in the hostility radiating