Mama Feng had recently felt that her son was acting a bit strange.
He was probably out fooling around.
Mama Feng stretched out her fingers and counted off for her husband: “Staying out all night, sleeping outside night after night. When I call, he says he’s with Jiang Lin’an and the others, or inspecting assets. But I called the managers of the companies under his name, and they all said the boss had never been there.”
“Husband.”
Mama Feng gazed gently at Papa Feng.
“What do you think our son is doing~? Is there a possibility that he’s secretly dating someone outside, keeping a beauty hidden in a golden house, living with that person out there, afraid we’d find out~?”
Papa Feng: “…”
Cold sweat dripped down Papa Feng’s forehead. Now that she mentioned it, their son was a bit suspicious, but… “Our son is Feng Yuan, wife.”
The famously Alpha-hating one for ten miles around.
He had once coldly scoffed because Mama Feng insisted he go on a blind date. Slamming the table, he delivered a famous declaration: If I ever look for a partner and date an A, I’d fucking rather go get a sex change.
He said all the A’s in the world were idiots whose brains grew in their dicks.
Besides wiggling their asses and fighting, all they did was eat.
And out of his remaining conscience, he excluded his own dad and his two Alpha childhood friends.
Besides hating A’s, Feng Yuan also had a slight cleanliness obsession. If someone touched him once, Feng Yuan would go crazy, stamp his feet, and yell, “Are you dying?!” In a certain sense, their son was practically ascetic, like a cultivator.
Making their son go find an Alpha to date was like pulling a stubborn donkey.
Papa Feng soothed his wife: “It’s fine, it’s fine. Our son has probably just grown up. Didn’t you used to keep introducing Alphas to him? He’s probably afraid you’ll nag him, so he doesn’t want to come home and live.”
Mama Feng: “I didn’t suspect our son of living with an Alpha.”
Papa Feng gave an “oh” and smilingly picked up the newspaper: “See, you also have a rough idea in your heart…”
Mama Feng said with a worried face: “I suspect our son is with an Omega.”
Papa Feng: “!”
Huh?!!
What did you say?!
Holy shit.
How could this be—fucking hell, it really was possible!!
Although Feng Yuan was an O, Papa Feng thought in terror of how their son looked overbearing and imposing, tall and well-built, with a high nose bridge, thick brows, and eagle eyes.
Without releasing pheromones, he was simply a handsome A.
Then Papa Feng imagined his own mighty, magnificent son being held by another Alpha…
Papa Feng: …
And then, then Papa Feng thought of what young people nowadays called femboys, brother-sisters.
Papa Feng: …
No!!!
Could it be that the reason my son hasn’t found a partner for so many years is that he actually likes sweet little O’s?
No, son!
You’re an O! O’s and other genders have no spring! How terrifying heat periods are.
Seeing her husband’s face turn green then white, both hands clutching the newspaper and starting to tremble, Mama Feng resonated deeply. She cupped her hands over her heart with a sorrowful expression: “What should we do, husband? If our worries are true, then our son has probably been living with that little O for a long time already.”
“Our son is still young. He doesn’t know that if we Omegas pass thirty, the effect of inhibitors gets weaker and weaker, and the side effects get worse and worse. Hormones—can you mess around with that stuff? By then his body will be ruined.”
Besides, heat periods were so long…
“But our son finally met someone he loves. Afraid we’d find out, he’s even hidden them away and is dating secretly. You can tell he must like them extremely much.”
Mama Feng held her husband’s arm and sighed.
“How could I bear to beat the mandarin ducks apart like this? Even if it was right when they first got together, I could have hardened my heart. Now if they break up, won’t it hurt our son?”
Young people nowadays were full of rebellion.
The more you tried to tear them apart, the more they insisted on being together.
If you don’t interfere, maybe after a few arguments in the future they’ll just split up. When someone tries to block them, they get even more fired up. Strange, isn’t it?
After hearing his wife’s analysis and realizing the seriousness of the situation, Papa Feng also had a headache. He put down the newspaper and pinched the space between his brows, not knowing what to do. “How about… we look into it? Spend some money?”
“That idea of yours is too rotten.”
Mama Feng rolled her eyes: “What if the other person also likes our Feng Yuan? You hand over the check, they get scared and turn to cry to Feng Yuan, then Feng Yuan’s temper flares and he runs away from home. I only have this one son. Do you want me dead?!”
Papa Feng probed tentatively: “What if the other person accepts the check?”
Mama Feng’s face went blank: “Then I’d be very angry.”
Papa Feng: “…”
Mama Feng lowered her head and picked at the tassels on the throw pillow, quietly muttering: “Although I know Feng Yuan has a bad temper, I still hope the person he likes can like him too. That’s the baby I carried for ten months.”
“Is it wrong to hope he’s treated well by others? I’ll work hard to correct his temper… If the person Feng Yuan likes just takes the money and leaves, how sad Feng Yuan would be…”
Papa Feng: “…”
Looking at his red-eyed wife, Papa Feng’s heart instantly melted into softness around his fingers.
He wrapped his arms around the petite Mama Feng, the tip of his nose catching the sweet pheromone scent on his wife. Papa Feng gently comforted her:
“It’s fine, it’s fine, wife~ Right now we still don’t know what the situation really is. It’s all just speculation. How about we go take a look today?”
Mama Feng’s motion of wiping her tears paused.
“T-today… today we go?”
She was still a little timid.
Papa Feng: “Then we won’t go?”
“…Go!”
The ugly mother-in-law has to meet the daughter-in-law sooner or later—ah no, the son-in-law!
…
…
Gong Ze and Feng Yuan held Gu Panpan’s hand. The family of three was browsing a children’s products store.
Why?
Because little friend Gu Panpan was going to kindergarten!
Didn’t Ji Huai say before that he wanted to compensate Gong Ze?
Two months later, Ji Huai and Jiang Lin’an sent over a lawyer and a secretary, carrying thick stacks of paperwork, congratulating Gong Ze on receiving various scattered assets.
Among them were two store transfers.
What Ji Huai gave was exactly the children’s products store he had once casually bought out of boredom. And Jiang Lin’an, that show-off, besides all kinds of trendy products under his name, only had a café left.
The coffee beans were imported, and the barista was imported too.
The foreign uncle was said to have won some award or other, and his monthly salary was exactly equal to the café’s monthly revenue.
Yes… that café, absolutely full of pretension, earned less than the barista’s salary!
Counting other business expenses like coffee beans, waitstaff, and so on, after Jiang Lin’an gave this thing to Gong Ze, Gong Ze not only would not make money but would have to pour money in to keep it running.
Gong Ze’s mouth twitched slightly: Are you sincerely compensating me…
Jiang Lin’an on the phone awkwardly: “Ahaha… that… cough, actually, this place used to be opened by the four of us just so we could drink coffee ourselves. If we’re drinking it ourselves, of course we have to drink something good…”
“Uh, although the café doesn’t make money, the shop’s location is valuable! If you want to keep it, let A-Yuan support it for you. If you don’t want to keep it, rent it out. The rent is at least several million a year, right?”
Gong Ze: …
Just to drink a cup of coffee they had to open a café, even if it cost hundreds of thousands a month, and they might not even go drink there once in several months…
The system was so envious its wings molted: [Damned rich people!]
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