Was Xie Yanci a pervert?

Xie Corporation.

At nine in the morning, the morning meeting had just ended.

The early sunlight was not so harsh, spilling through the floor-to-ceiling windows onto the Alpha's handsome, sharply defined profile.

Holding a fountain pen between his beautiful, slender, bony fingers, Xie Yanci signed his name on a contract in smooth, decisive strokes.

He lowered his eyes, his unreadable gaze settling on the wedding ring on his left hand.

Song Zhixing had turned down his investment.

As expected. After all, this celebrated director had a strong personality and would never allow any investor to interfere with his works of art.

The Song family was wealthy too. In the past, they had covered his losses on arthouse films that competed for awards but performed poorly at the box office.

Xie Yanci lowered his gaze slightly, curling his fingers and tapping his knuckles against the desk intermittently.

He had to find a way to make Song Zhixing come to him for help.

He had promised to give Xu Shi the second male lead role as a gift.

He could not disappoint his wife.

"President Xie..." Secretary Zhou had only just spoken and had yet to knock.

The next second, Song Zhixing pushed the office door straight open.

"I brought you a few things."

Song Zhixing tossed two large boxes onto the floor.

Xie Yanci frowned slightly. His office was not a dumping ground. He signaled Secretary Zhou with a glance.

Understanding, Secretary Zhou gently sliced through the tape on top with a blade.

"..."

Once he saw what was inside, Secretary Zhou opened his mouth but dared not speak.

He wisely backed farther away.

One box of condoms, one box of Viagra.

Song Zhixing picked up a pack of pills and tossed it straight onto Xie Yanci's desk. "For you. Do something useful with your wife in the middle of the night from now on. Don't call me."

Intrigued, Xie Yanci picked up the pack and carefully examined the effects listed on it in English.

He looked up. "It's imported. Does it work well?"

Song Zhixing: "???"

His voice was as cool and detached as ever, betraying no emotion. In any case, he did not sound as though he was joking.

"What do you mean, does the imported stuff work well? Are you saying the domestic stuff doesn't?"

"No, wait. You've used the domestic stuff?"

Song Zhixing looked incredulous. Was his buddy already unable to get it up at twenty-seven?

Xie Yanci showed little reaction. He opened it and took a look. "I haven't had a chance to use it yet."

He did not like the smell.

Xu Shi had a very strong appetite, clamoring every day to hire male models, ten at a time.

He was wondering what would happen if he could no longer satisfy Xu Shi when he reached his forties or fifties.

Was he supposed to watch his own wife cheat on him?

"Oh, we'll be getting divorced in a few months anyway." He and Xu Shi would never make it to their forties or fifties together.

"What are you talking about?"

Song Zhixing had not caught his muttering.

Nor could he be bothered to concern himself with this president's peculiar train of thought.

He kicked the other box, the one filled with condoms. "This box is for your little lover. I hope you take proper precautions."

Xie Yanci accepted everything and instructed Secretary Zhou beside him, "Send them to the villa. My wife is home."

Secretary Zhou nodded and gathered up both large boxes.

Song Zhixing, who had started all this, grew anxious instead. "Don't! I haven't even met your wife. Won't he think I'm a pervert when we meet?"

That reminded Xie Yanci. "Remember to tell my wife they're from Song Zhixing, the celebrated Director Song."

Secretary Zhou nodded. "Of course."

Song Zhixing: "???"

Was Xie Yanci a pervert?

He had originally come to tease the ever-serious President Xie, only for Xie Yanci to turn out even more shameless than he was.

Song Zhixing was deeply shocked.

Who had corrupted this old stick-in-the-mud?

After Song Zhixing left in a fury, Secretary Zhou looked at the two large boxes, not quite daring to touch them.

He asked, "President Xie, should I still send these over?"

Xie Yanci glanced up at them. "Send the condoms to the villa. Give the other box to your wife."

"Aren't you always complaining that you're busy with work and your wife wants to divorce you? This is a good chance to strengthen your relationship."

Secretary Zhou: "..."

Who had upset the president?

There were two meetings in a row that morning.

As he listened to Secretary Zhou report on the company's recent situation, Xie Yanci found his mind wandering, a rare occurrence.

An idea suddenly popped into his head.

He raised a hand to interrupt Secretary Zhou's report, took out his phone, and found Song Zhixing's mother on WeChat.

His long fingers tapped lightly on the screen: [Auntie, Zhixing said he really regretted not having time for that blind date and hopes you can introduce him to more people.]

The instant the message went through, an incoming call from her popped up.

The corners of Xie Yanci's lips lifted slightly, and he answered.

"Yanci, I knew spending more time with you would straighten that boy out! Tell me, how can someone still be unmarried at twenty-seven? I'm worried sick!"

Xie Yanci propped his head on his hand, not daring to laugh aloud.

"Yanci, has he told you what kind of Omega he likes?"

Xie Yanci considered for a few seconds. "Auntie, he said he likes Alphas. Ideally, someone he connects with on a soul-deep level. He doesn't care about looks or anything like that."

"Oh dear." She immediately grew anxious on the other end. "An Alpha? That's fine too... I'll look for someone."

Xie Yanci chuckled a few times and said slowly, "Oh, and the sooner the better. Once filming starts on his new movie, he won't have time."

"I know." She lowered her voice. "I'll tell his dad in a minute. If he doesn't get engaged, we won't invest in his movie!"

She had taken the bait.

Those were exactly the words Xie Yanci had been waiting for.

They chatted a little more about family matters before she finally hung up.

Xie Yanci leaned back in his chair, gently rubbing the bridge of his nose with his long, well-defined fingers. Exchanging a few words with an elder was exhausting.

Fortunately, his plan had worked.

There was nothing he wanted that he could not get.

Ring-

The phone rang again.

Xie Yanci picked up his phone and glanced at the contact name on the screen. He answered and switched on the speaker.

"What's wrong with you?! Why did you buy a whole box of condoms?!"

Xu Shi's angry voice echoed through the spacious office.

Xu Shi was a Beta and had no need for condoms.

The two of them had never used them either. Neither liked them.

Xie Yanci tilted his head back and leaned tiredly against his chair, a few muffled chuckles escaping his throat.

"What are you laughing at?" Xu Shi was particularly sensitive.

"Nothing." Xie Yanci spoke slowly. "Work is exhausting. Talking to people is exhausting."

I want to hear you talk a little more.

"?"

Xu Shi froze.

This was the first time he had seen this lofty, all-powerful president reveal such feelings.

Though there were no feelings between them, they had done it so many times, after all. Xu Shi felt he ought to offer some comfort.

"Why don't you resign and let me have a turn being President Xie?"

"?"

Xie Yanci raised an eyebrow, rubbing his temple with his long fingers as he laughed so hard his whole body shook.

He had taken over the company on his own at twenty-four and had seen every kind of arena where people pursued fame and fortune. From childhood, he had been steeped in the belief that the family's interests came first.

Everyone talked to him about interests. Only Xu Shi was different.

Xu Shi was a little silly.

Sometimes he said a few silly things, and it was rather endearing.

"What the hell are you laughing at?!" Xu Shi could not be bothered to curse him out. "Remember to hurry home after work."

"What are we supposed to do with this box of condoms?"