He had even worried about Gong Ze for not accepting his gifts. Ha… After they had slept together, Feng Yuan — as proud as he was — had secretly thought about letting this man, this Alpha, hold him, mark him.
He had thought that even if Gong Ze’s background wasn’t great, it didn’t matter.
He could give Gong Ze resources. Use his money and connections to help Gong Ze open a small company, become a little boss. That way, when they were together, Gong Ze wouldn’t be sad about living off him.
That way, he would probably love him more.
That way… if he and he were really together… would the obstacles from their families be smaller?
Would his parents be willing to agree?
Feng Yuan looked down on and was also ashamed to admit his first-time sentiments.
It made him seem like a real Omega.
It was also the part of his secondary gender that Feng Yuan least wanted to acknowledge.
But that was the reality.
Gong Ze was the first person to ever hold him. Feng Yuan hated other Alphas. So, Gong Ze could only belong to him, only be with him. They…
Feng Yuan, having given his first time to Gong Ze, harbored a nearly insane, hidden possessiveness toward him, and had almost harsh requirements for the “purity” of Gong Ze’s mind and body.
Upon learning that Gong Ze had already been with another Omega, was a twice-married Alpha, and even had a child, Feng Yuan now wished he could strangle Gong Ze to death!
His first time had gone to such a cunning liar!!
He had looked at so many people, and in the end, he still chose wrong. He had even considered their future together. Ha!
Feng Yuan clenched his jaw, his expression deranged.
Tears overflowed from his eyes, which were nearly filled with bloodshot veins, and fell onto Gong Ze, who was beneath him, pinned by his strangling grip.
The veins bulged on his forehead, and on the back of the hand gripping Gong Ze’s neck, the veins and blood vessels were visible.
An impulse to destroy everything, a mix of brutality and hatred, made Feng Yuan’s emotions swing between extreme sorrow and extreme rage. Losing all reason, his grip grew tighter and tighter.
“I hate nothing more than betrayal! Deception!!”
“Ugh…”
Gong Ze tilted his head back in pain, his hands grabbing onto Feng Yuan’s arms, which were as taut as iron bars.
Feng Yuan laughed hideously as tears fell from his bloodshot eyes.
Looking at Gong Ze, who couldn’t breathe and whose eyes were pleading, Feng Yuan’s arms began to tremble. He murmured,
“I told you… I told you I didn’t want to ask about your past and cause myself trouble… I could even forgive you for having an ex-wife… but you have a son…”
Why did you have to go after me when you already had a child?!
And I, like a fool, thought you were working to earn money for your family, that the ‘family member’ was your parent. But it was your son?!
“I will never allow anyone to humiliate me like this! Especially you! Gong Ze!”
The system shrieked: [Feng Yuan, have you gone crazy?! Stop hitting him!]
It was frantic, not knowing what to do. It quickly called the police online. Gong Ze, still in disguise and unwilling to hurt Feng Yuan, hesitated, unsure whether to break free from Feng Yuan’s grasp.
And Feng Yuan, gritting his teeth, coldly considered just destroying everything and be done with it.
Then the bedroom door was pushed open.
The confused child stood in the doorway, watching Gong Ze lying on the ground. An unfamiliar man with a terrifying expression was on top of Gong Ze, strangling his neck.
Awakened, with traces of sleep still on his face, the child slowly, gradually opened his eyes wide.
The terrifying sight pierced his young heart.
Gu Panpan stood frozen in place. Soon, he began to tremble.
As Gong Ze and Feng Yuan fought, a small figure threw itself between them, hugging the arm that was strangling Gong Ze’s neck tightly.
Feng Yuan looked over in shock. A child, looking at him in terror, crying and screaming hysterically:
“Don’t hit my dad—”
Feng Yuan: “…”
Gong Ze: “…”
The little child, his hair messy from sleep, clung to Gong Ze’s body. His soft, small body desperately tried to shield Gong Ze, his tiny strength pushing against the hand of the scary, bad person. Tears, like broken string of beads, rolled down his flushed face.
“Boo hoo hoo, don’t, don’t hit my dad…”
“Dad… Dad!!”
The helpless, confused crying of the young child was enough to break anyone’s heart.
The messy-haired child was premature mature and shy. He had hesitated many times, never getting the chance to call Gong Ze “Dad” — and yet it had to happen at a time like this.
Gong Ze’s heart ached.
Without hesitating any longer — whether it would expose him or hurt his partner — he gripped Feng Yuan’s wrist and squeezed hard.
He squeezed until the tendons in Feng Yuan’s hand went weak, then abruptly sat up, flipping Feng Yuan off him. The first thing he did after getting up was to hold the frightened, crying Panpan tightly in his arms.
“Don’t cry, don’t cry. Dad is fine…”
Gong Ze didn’t call himself “Uncle.” Hearing that, seeing the little one who had rushed out to protect him, he couldn’t deny being deeply moved.
“It’s okay. Don’t be scared, Panpan. That was all a misunderstanding. It wasn’t real. I’m fine.”
“Boo hoo…”
Gu Panpan hugged Gong Ze’s back tightly, his tears soaking into Gong Ze’s shoulder.
And Feng Yuan, the moment the child appeared, had instinctively pulled his hand back, no longer applying pressure.
Especially when the child cried out, “Don’t hit my dad…” — even a demon would hesitate, wouldn’t they?
The twisted, impulsive expression on Feng Yuan’s face froze and then faded when he saw the big one and the little one huddled together miserably. His stiff expression remained, but his anger drained away.
Whatever grudges or conflicts existed between the adults, they shouldn’t be done in front of a child. In his initial rage, Feng Yuan had forgotten about the child. He clenched his fists, listening to the child’s cries, feeling lost and unsure of what to do.
“Gong…”
Feng Yuan stepped forward, but the child, face pressed against Gong Ze’s shoulder, looked back at him with fear and hatred.
Bad guy!
You’re the one who hit my dad!
Feng Yuan: “…”
It was Gong Ze’s fault!
It was your father, that liar, who deceived me, took my money, and tried to trick me into being your stepmother! So why am I the one frozen, at a loss, feeling guilty and ashamed?!
…
…
Police station.
Two sports cars roared to a stop at the entrance of the police station, making the officer on duty immediately go on high alert, thinking someone was looking for trouble.
But the ones who got out were two anxious young men. They didn’t even bother closing their car doors before rushing inside, shouting as they walked, “Where are they?”
An officer stopped them. “Who are you looking for?”
“Our friend. His last name is Feng. The one who came in earlier for a fight!”
The two young men were Jiang Lin’an and Ji Huai.
“Oh, those guys.”
The officer glanced at them. “Here to post bail?”
“Yes, yes, yes!”
“Go straight ahead to the end, then turn right. Go ahead.”
“Okay, okay, thank you.”
Jiang Lin’an and Ji Huai hurried in the direction the officer pointed. Jiang Lin’an’s face was pale, sweat beading on his forehead. “Damn it, how badly did Feng Yuan beat Gong Ze? If this blows up, I can’t cover for him. Uncle Feng will have to find out.”
“How should I know? Let’s first see if we can get him out.”
Ji Huai was also scared.
They had received a call saying their childhood friend was in the station — for domestic violence!
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