3pm, X Hotel, room 9901.
The curtains were tightly drawn, and a dimly lit floor lamp was the only light source in the dark room. The orchid fragrance in the room was far less overbearing and strong than when Shen Wenlang came a few days ago, but it was still heavy enough to make people breathless.
Chang Yu silently took out two specially made isolation masks and kindly gave one to Shen Wenlang, who had obvious bruises on his cheek.
Shen Wenlang suppressed his anger and unpacked the package with a cold face. After putting on a mask, he stretched out his foot and kicked the gorgeous chair at the end of the bed with exquisite and intricate carvings.
"You beat my subordinates so badly that their mothers can't recognize them! How dare you still sleep here?"
This couple was really amazing, one beat him, the other beat his subordinates. Together, the two of them colluded with each other and chose to kill Shen Wenlang alone!
Thinking of this, he became even angrier and shouted louder: "It's already three o'clock in the afternoon and the sun is shining on my butt!"
Chang Yu glanced at him disapprovingly, accusing Shen Wenlang of trying to tamper with something that was too precious and was like pulling out the beard on a tiger's face.
"Hmm——" On the expensive handmade bed specially customized from the Eastern Hemisphere, there was a figure wrapped in a quilt lying on the bed. He was very tall but thin. The quilt wrapped around his body was slightly bulging, and the lines of his arms exposed outside the quilt were very beautiful, but covered with dense bruises, which made people feel unbearable at the sight of it.
But Shen Wenlang obviously had no sympathy for the man lying on the bed. Seeing that he was hesitating and unable to get up, he stretched out his foot and kicked the chair impatiently. ——But he only dared to kick the chair, not the bed.
"It's so noisy." The person on the bed finally lazily raised his body, impatiently lifted the quilt and sat up: "Shen Wenlang, is the sky falling?"
Chang Yu glared at Shen Wenlang again, with a reproachful look on his face: I told you not to mess with him.
He turned his head and said helplessly, "The sky didn't fall, it's just that Wen Lang asked Sheng Shaoyou to beat him up a few days ago."
The ancestor on the bed laughed softly: "I warned you that he is very fierce, be careful." Then he asked: "Did you fight back?"
Shen Wenlang was annoyed: "What else? Do I deserve to stand there and let him hit me?"
"Did you touch him?"
"Do you understand self-defense?"
"I don't understand." The little ancestor stretched out his arm with obvious bruises, turned on the light, and his face was cold without a smile, without any trace of the gentleness when he laughed just now: "Where did you hit him?"
"He was trying to strangle me, so I kicked him in the stomach." Shen Wenlang frowned and emphasized, "Just one kick."
The little ancestor walked barefoot on the soft carpet, her long, slender, white legs emerged from under her loose nightgown, and the bare skin of her legs was also covered with blue and purple bruises.
He opened the front of his shirt carelessly, revealing his fair, flat chest. His fair skin was covered with countless wounds and marks that were too painful to look at.
But he didn't care at all, he raised his graceful arm and gently brushed his hair. He turned his head and glanced coldly at Shen Wenlang's right leg. That look made Shen Wenlang instinctively feel dangerous and his scalp tingled.
The scent of orchids in the room seemed to be stronger.
Despite wearing a mask, Shen Wenlang, who was being targeted, still felt the glands at the back of his neck throbbing and painful.
"Don't do it next time." The little ancestor said softly with a stern face, his attitude was so arrogant that it seemed like he was asking someone to thank the Lord for his kindness.
Shen Wenlang's face turned a little darker.
Fuck, do you think I want to? Sheng Shaoyou is an idiot, I am eager to be beaten by you, but I am not stupid! Do I want to be beaten by him! ?
Next time! There will never be a next time!
But Shen Wenlang couldn't hold back when he thought about the fact that nearly half of the funds he raised for his business were provided by the young man in front of him.
Forget it, just consider it as returning a favor, this love-brained little bastard!
Smoke was coming out of Shen Wenlang's head. After he secretly spit out a bunch of lotus flowers, he finally remembered to talk about business.
"When you teach your subordinates a lesson in the future, can you please be gentler? No one who came out of your room could work normally. The last eight are still lying in the intensive care unit." Thinking of this, Shen Wenlang sighed: "Can you please leave a few for me who don't need to be hospitalized?"
"If there are no dozens of losers who want to get involved in the drug business, will the earth stop spinning?" The ancestor on the bed leaned against the headboard, looking like an emperor: "Dare to use the name of X Holdings to try to get involved in a cake that does not belong to you. What is the crime and what will happen? You should know very well-" "I have finally brought this broken boat ashore. If anyone dares to dirty my deck again, I will kill him. Is this hard to understand?"
"Got it." Shen Wenlang gritted his teeth, "I won't do it again. If anyone dares to make a mistake again, I will be the first to kill him."
The little ancestor smiled and said, "That's right. I know it's hard for you to lead everyone to do things. But Wen Lang, I'm soft-hearted enough. I just whipped them a few times and let them go with all their limbs intact. What else are you dissatisfied with?"
Shen Wenlang: "How many lashes do you think that is?
A few more and I'll be dead!"
The little ancestor's soft lips curled up: "I didn't put in any effort. If they can die from this, they can only blame themselves for being too weak."
Shen Wenlang choked and thought, why don't you blame yourself for being too strong? You are as strong as a monster!
Chang Yu, who was standing by, saw that Shen Wenlang looked indignant and was afraid that he would have a fight with that little ancestor.
He was strangled to death by the young man who had just finished his susceptible period and had no mercy on him. He quickly tried to smooth things over by saying, "The boss is personally disciplining his restless subordinates right after their susceptible period. That's a blessing for them. It also proves that the boss attaches great importance to the formalization and legalization of X Holdings, which is imperative."
The young man who was lazily lying on the bed lowered his eyes, his long and thick eyelashes covering his beautiful eyes, "Not touching drugs is the bottom line, take good care of your people, and don't let me down again."
"yes."
In recent years, this little ancestor's susceptibility period has become longer and longer, and the symptoms have become more terrifying.
Throughout the entire Jianghu, this room, which was tailor-made for him, is the only one that can hold him.
When renovating the hotel, 9901 customized the entire house specifically for the young owner.
The doors and window frames are made of extremely hard rare metals, and the window glass is made of fullerene, which is so hard that it can directly cut diamonds. The whole house is paved with pheromone isolation layers. The overall cost is a thousand times that of other rooms.
But even so, if you observe carefully, you will find that after this month, the window frames and doors in the house have been deformed.
It would be fine if it was just a general susceptible period.
It just happened to be a special period.
To make matters worse, due to long-term close contact with the intended partner and forced separation during the susceptible period, the huge separation anxiety further stimulated Enigma, triggering a series of serious mate-seeking disorders. The susceptible period, which was originally a week long, also became longer.
The violent Enigma tortured everyone, including himself, and almost killed half of them.
Spending this special period alone had a great negative impact on Enigma, and the aftereffects were long-lasting.
To this day, his susceptible period has ended for nearly a week, but he is still sick, and even his once amazing recovery ability has been greatly affected.
The scars on his body caused by his susceptible period are still vivid.
Although he was the only one who could injure this young man, whose power was far greater than that of armor-piercing bullets but was even more rare and precious than a super-protected animal, the wounds caused by his own self-harm were still shocking to everyone who saw them.
The doctors who participated in the emergency treatment were all worried for their beautiful boss. Even though they knew that Enigma had a low pain tolerance and amazing healing ability, they still couldn't help but be gentle when touching her.
After careful treatment, the bloody cut on the wrist has solidified and formed a scab, but it still looks bloody.
However, this gentle and weak little pervert seemed very satisfied with himself. He raised his arm and admired it for a long time before turning his head with a "tsk" sound and asking in distress: "How long do you think these injuries will last?"
He stroked the bruise on his chest worriedly and sighed, "It healed too quickly. What if he can't see it ?"
Shen Wenlang ignored his question, frowned, spread out the project book, and discussed business with him dryly.
Since there was something important to do, the little ancestor would be quiet for a while, propping up his chin and listening casually, but he would always grasp the main points at the end of the report and point out the problems sharply.
After they finished their discussion, Shen Wenlang stood up.
The ancestor, wrapped in his nightgown, stood up and walked him to the door of the room. When he was about to leave, he said calmly, "Mr. Sheng may come to see you in a few days. You should take advantage of the time and take a good rest for a few days to get stronger."
You've got to be strong and resistant to beatings, right?
Shen Wenlang glared at him fiercely, and after enduring for a long time, he couldn't help but curse, "Little lunatic."
The delicate lips on the fair face were instantly slightly curled up, forming a beautiful arc, innocent and wanton.
"Mr. Shen, see you next week."
… Ai Heng lay in the ventilation duct for nearly four hours before he finally saw the two high-level Alphas leave room 9901 one after another.
The scent of orchids in the room poured out from the rapidly opening and closing door, so strong that even a Beta like him could smell it.
Thinking of the conversation between the two Omegas in the linen room, Ai Heng, who thought he had a heart of stone, felt sorry for it.
Saving a life is better than building a seven-story pagoda. Besides, this time there is a favor of 100 million and the prince of Shengfang Biology to be gained! Go!
As he thought this, he pulled out a tool from the tool bag he carried with him, gritted it between his teeth, and crawled towards the room using his hands and feet, as nimble as a python silently aiming at its prey.
It took Ai Heng more than half an hour to climb to the vent in the room. Through the gap in the vent, he saw an Omega wearing a hotel bathrobe standing by the floor-to-ceiling window.
The indoor lighting is bright, and the soft and bright ambient light mercilessly illuminates his slender back. He crosses his arms, facing the loneliest night scene in the depths of the bustling city outside the window. Under the gray bathrobe, the two butterfly bones stand out sharply, but not abruptly, on the contrary, there is a kind of sharp beauty. Like a butterfly flapping its wings, eager to break out of the cocoon.
His fair and tender neck was exposed outside his bathrobe, and the skin near his glands was covered with horrific scars.
Lying at the dim and narrow entrance of the ventilation duct, Ai Heng couldn't see clearly, but he almost immediately determined that it must be the teeth marks left by the Alphas biting roughly.
Those male animals who enjoy absolute dominance in front of Omega, when faced with such a tender piece of fresh meat with no ability to protect itself, will definitely pierce him with their sharp teeth without hesitation!
It's so pitiful! Thinking of the 100 million, Ai Heng almost cried!
Okay, my little beauty, let me, a passionate young man, save you from the dire straits for the sake of money!
Ai Heng has excellent mobility and claims to be the best detective or thief in the world. He has opened countless safes for investigation, and the sound and traces of his actions are so light that even the most stringent presidential security team cannot detect and identify them.
But this time, Ai Heng, who was eager to make a lot of money, did not notice that the young man standing in front of the window had raised his eyebrows slightly before he climbed to the vent.
But he did not turn around, his eyes slowly fell on the not too far away. ——In the night, a huge billboard of living things was shining brightly.
Another half an hour later, Ai Heng finally removed the baffle and nimbly climbed out of the ventilation duct, like a nimble spider hanging on its thread and jumping between the beams of the building.
The poor Omega who was tortured by the Alphas finally turned his head slowly.
Ai Heng had already predicted his beauty from the cleaner's words, but still when he saw his full appearance, he couldn't help but be stunned.
Losing focus for even a second is a huge dereliction of duty for a detective at work! Ai Heng cursed himself in annoyance, then raised his head again and made a shushing gesture to the obviously frightened Omega.
"Don't be afraid, I was sent by President Sheng.
President Sheng asked me to take you home."
This Omega, who was as beautiful as a flower, had a pair of eyes that contained all the moisture and loneliness in the world. His face was pale and he looked at Ai Heng with eyes as clear as glass beads. His originally empty gaze suddenly became sad when he heard the name of his beloved.
Ai Heng's hard heart was suddenly clenched.
Damn it! He even wanted to give Sheng Shaoyou a discount!
"Is it Mr. Sheng?" Hua Yong asked softly, "He asked you to take me home?"
"Yes." Ai Heng said briefly: "This is not the place to talk, come with me."
Hua Yong looked at him, took a few steps forward, and suddenly stopped: "But…" He bit his bright red lips, his eyes dimmed again: "How do I know that you are not lying to me?" There were tears in his eyes, as if he had suffered many horrible hardships in trying to escape that a delicate and beautiful Omega like him should not have to endure.
Ai Heng noticed that there were many severe bruises on his neck and chest, and his slender arms were also covered with bruises that were about to fade but were still shocking. This Omega, who was so beautiful that people felt he was tainted at the first sight, had suffered a serious abuse, or perhaps more than one.
His timidity was not without reason.
Ai Heng had no choice but to take the risk and stay a little longer, calling Sheng Shaoyou to try to get his employer to persuade him.
The phone rang only once and was answered immediately.
Sheng Shaoyou's phone seemed to be growing in his hand. The second the call was connected, the anxious Alpha asked anxiously: "Did you see him? How was it?"
Ai Heng: "Yes. But he wanted to confirm whether it was really you who wanted to take him away."
He handed the phone to the Omega in front of him who seemed like it would break if touched, and watched him timidly take the phone and put it to his ear. Sheng Shaoyou's anxious voice sounded on the other end of the line.
"Flower Song."
A familiar voice came slowly along the radio waves, and the Omega's eyes, beautiful as if kissed by God, under his long eyelashes, were suddenly moistened.
Ai Heng felt as if he was struck by an electric current, and instantly felt a sharp pain. He thought, I hope that in the future, no one will make this Omega cry so sadly again.
The author has something to say The update time for tomorrow, the 15th, will be changed to 11:30 pm, and will return to 9:30 am every morning afterwards~