I Suggest You Get in Touch with Your Mother

The director put down his phone and sank to the ground as though all his strength had drained away.

Fuck it. Let it all burn!

Was filming a dating show supposed to be easy?

Of his six guests, one had been beaten to a pulp and hospitalized, and another had gone into heat early.

As for the remaining four-

Lu Ye's face was thunderous as he glared at Xie Lin.

"Do you know how dangerous that was?"

"I wore a gas mask!"

"Did you forget everything from health class? Pheromones can get in through your pores too-"

Before he could finish, Xie Lin shot him a murderous look, and he immediately fell silent.

The alpha, who stood over six foot three, wrung his hands together. His voice grew quieter and quieter, his expression turning pitiful.

"I was just worried about you. Why are you snapping at me?"

Speechless, Xie Lin planted his hands on his hips and tilted his head back to look at him.

"I snapped at you?"

Lu Ye opened his mouth, then shook his head frantically.

"No!"

Xie Lin glared at him, then turned and hoisted the chest freezer onto his shoulder to carry it inside.

He had barely taken one step when the weight suddenly lifted from his shoulder.

Lu Ye held the freezer, wearing a grin that practically begged for a punch.

"Honey, just leave this kind of heavy lifting to me. You're a delicate omega. We can't have you wearing yourself out."

[...A delicate... omega... Listen to him. Is that something a human being would say?]

[That's right. Running around carrying a freezer. A delicate omega!]

[Am I the only one who can't even lift a jug of water?]

[Girl, you're not alone. I can't lift one either!]

[Compared to Yu Zhiwei, Tao Miaomiao is so alpha. Anyone else shipping this crack pairing?]

[No, no, absolutely not. You can't break up Lu Ye and Xie Lin!]

[Freezer: Who's going to speak up for me? You keep lugging me around. Don't I deserve some dignity?]

The scent of pheromones inside the villa had completely dissipated.

The guests went back inside, and none of them paid any attention to He Jianing lying on the floor.

In the end, the staff couldn't stand watching and went over to help him onto the couch.

Lu Ye looked at them, his voice cool.

"If the couch gets dirty, will the island's owner get angry?"

He Jianing, who had been about to sit down, froze, his face full of disbelief.

Getting angry over something so trivial? Wasn't that far too petty?

A staff member hurriedly brought over an incontinence pad and spread it on the couch.

He Jianing dug his nails into his palms, trembling with anger.

Still, he sat down in humiliation, curved his eyes into a smile, and looked up at Lu Ye.

"Thank you, President Lu. If you hadn't reminded me, I almost would have made a mistake."

Xie Lin rolled his eyes and sat down on the couch on the other side.

Suddenly, a phone rang. The director picked his up and saw that the call was from the hospital.

"What? He insists on being discharged?"

Whatever the person on the other end said, they were so agitated that even the guests could hear the shouting.

They just couldn't make out what was being shouted.

The director's expression grew increasingly strange, but he still tried to persuade him tactfully.

"You have to pay for today anyway, so just come back tonight."

Xie Lin's eyes lit up. He was so hungry that his stomach was already growling.

"Then when are we eating?"

The cameraman was equally baffled.

"Are we still livestreaming? The viewers are all waiting."

"Hang on. I'll ask the island's owner whether we can rent it for another day."

Looking miserable, the director went outside with his phone.

Another day's rental meant another day's expense. He really was about to lose his mind.

Two seconds later, Lu Ye's phone rang.

Xie Lin turned to look at him, his eyes full of curiosity.

"Weren't all the phones confiscated? Why do you still have yours?"

His honey had taken the initiative to speak to him. Lu Ye was so excited that his upturned eyes curved into crescents.

"Mm. Satellite phone. For work only."

Xie Lin kept staring at him, his eyes dewy and his long lashes fluttering as he blinked.

Lu Ye's heart felt as though a kitten were scratching at it, making it itch.

He stretched out his long arm, reaching to pull him close.

Xie Lin swung his long legs over the back of the couch and leaped over to sit on the nearby stairs leading to the second floor.

Yu Zhiwei looked past Yue Lan at the two of them and spoke softly.

"Lan, they're so sweet!"

Yue Lan turned to look too, a faint smile on her face.

"Mm, they really are!"

A top-tier alpha actually yielding to an omega-she had truly never seen that before.

The alphas ranked A and above whom she knew in her own life were either unbearably full of themselves or unbearably aloof.

If even one in ten treated his own omega as an equal, he already counted as a good man.

Yield? Impossible!

That was no different from asking them to die!

Lu Ye smiled, unoffended, and took out his phone, answering as he walked outside.

"Boss, they want to extend the rental of Shattered Star Island by one day!"

"That's fine."

"At the same rate as before?"

"Sure. Tell the director I'll invest another thirty million. Have him make the show even better!"

"Understood! Fu Yunxi is making quite a scene here at the hospital."

"Did building my hospital cost nothing? He's getting the best medical resources! Thirty million, not a cent less!"

A smile curled the corners of Lu Ye's lips.

"It has to be in my account before dawn tomorrow. Otherwise, he can wait for a letter from my lawyer!"

"Understood!"

After hanging up, Qin Zheng pushed up the gold-rimmed glasses on his nose and headed toward the intensive care suite.

He thought that, for daring to steal the boss's omega, being allowed to buy his life for thirty million was already more than generous!

Before he even reached the room, several roars reached his ears.

"Thirty million for one day in the hospital? Why don't you rob a bank? Who's your hospital director? I want to speak to him directly!"

Qin Zheng smiled faintly and pushed the door open.

"Mr. Fu, as a performer, surely having your face ruined is what you fear most?"

Fu Yunxi narrowed his eyes. The man before him looked familiar, but he simply couldn't remember where he had seen him.

"So what? A little medication and it'll heal in a few days."

"That's hard to say. For the sake of your face, we brought in a specialist from abroad. The private flight alone cost over ten million."

"Did I ask you to bring one in?"

Fu Yunxi gritted his teeth.

To be fair, his face no longer hurt, and much of the swelling had gone down.

He was still mentally exhausted, though. After all, the fight that morning had completely depleted his mental power.

But even so, there was no fucking way it cost thirty million!

This was blatant profiteering from his misfortune!

The corners of Qin Zheng's mouth flattened, his smile vanishing in an instant as he regarded Fu Yunxi with an extremely cold gaze.

"Are you planning to refuse payment, Mr. Fu? In that case, I'll have a lawyer come speak with you."

He turned to the assistant beside him.

"Did you record everything?"

"Yes. It can be posted online at any time."

Fu Yunxi shuddered and reached out unsteadily.

"What are you trying to do?"

Qin Zheng pushed up his glasses.

"Thirty million, in the account before dark. Otherwise-"

Fu Yunxi's chest heaved with anger. He stared at Qin Zheng for a long while before closing his eyes in apparent resignation.

His phone had been confiscated earlier, and only during his hospital stay had he found time to check it, discovering that the internet was full of people calling him scum.

His reputation was already bad. If this were added to it, turning things around later would be even harder.

His manager had even called specifically to tell him to stop making trouble. If he kept it up, his acting career would be fucking over!

Never mind the Fu family-even Vast Sea Entertainment couldn't afford to offend Lu Ye.

If Lu Ye targeted them, the company would undoubtedly abandon him, an award-winning actor, in exchange for its survival.

At that thought, he clenched his fists and spoke in humiliation.

"I don't have that much cash on hand. Could you give me a few more days?"

Qin Zheng looked down at his phone. On it was Lu Ye's latest message-

"No negotiating. Otherwise, hit him with a lawyer's letter!"

"I'm afraid not, Mr. Fu."

Qin Zheng smiled.

"How about getting in touch with your mother?"