“No wonder!” The omega with the sweet pheromone hiding behind Yao Yushu looked as if he had suddenly realised something. “Without pheromones, of course he wouldn’t feel the pheromone oppression.”
“Yes, stop it, Ding You,” Yao Yushu grabbed Ding You’s wrist, “It’s not worth it to oppress a low-level Omega.”
He looked at Jiang Tang with pity: “How pitiful.”
Yao Yushu’s pheromone rating was A, which was extremely rare among Omegas. He had been sought after and liked since the day of differentiation, and the way he looked at Jiang Tang was like looking at a tiny ant.
But Jiang Tang’s eyes were calm, and he didn’t even look at them when he left.
He didn’t know why he could feel the pheromone pressure from Ding You just now, even though he clearly had no pheromones.
“He’s just a cripple,” the sweet pheromone omega Ding Yun stomped his feet, “Why is he so proud? He’s really annoying.”
Yao Yushu didn’t respond, but looked at the direction the two people left, thoughtfully.
“Tang Tang wants this?” Lu Yinghuai asked when he saw Jiang Tang staring at a pair of cups in a daze.
It was a pair of ordinary mugs, the kind that cost less than a hundred yuan, displayed in a glass cabinet near the door of a store.
Jiang Tang was staring at the cup from three or four metres away.
“Hmm.” He nodded subconsciously, then quickly came to his senses and shook his head, “No.”
Obviously he liked it.
Lu Yinghuai had never seen Jiang Tang look at something for so long in his two lifetimes. He pushed Jiang Tang directly into the store and asked the clerk to pack up the pair of cups.
The clerk looked at Lu Yinghuai’s expensive clothes, then looked at Jiang Tang’s multi-functional wheelchair, and pursed his lips.
Lu Yinghuai handed the wrapped gift box to Jiang Tang: “Take it.”
Jiang Tang took it and said, “Thank you, Mr. Lu.”
“There’s one for me, right?”
Jiang Tang didn’t expect Lu Yinghuai to be willing to use it with him. His expression finally changed a little, and he nodded in surprise: “If you don’t mind.”
“I’ll be happy to use a couple mug with Tang Tang.”
“I will also be very…” Jiang Tang frowned and lowered his voice, “I will be very happy.”
Happy.
He couldn’t feel anything, just that his heart was beating fast.
“Yeah! I’m so happy today!”
Jiang Tang saw an Omega opposite him with a smile on his face. He kissed his Alpha on the face, and his expression and tone were very excited.
He looked back at himself.
Suddenly he realised that something seemed to be wrong with him.
He hasn’t had that omega’s expression on his face for many, many years.
Fortunately, Lu Yinghuai didn’t seem to notice that he was different.
Jiang Tang closed his eyes.
…Still this won’t work.
The two of them ate outside before going home.
Lu Yinghuai looked at the obviously opened bags on the sofa and asked Uncle Chen, “What are those?”
“These are clothes sent by the Jiang family to…Mr. Jiang.”
Jiang Tang took a quick look and saw that they were all famous brands, the ones that Jiang Zi Ang liked very much.
Lu Yinghuai casually flipped one out and found it was indeed Jiang Tang’s size.
“Do you like it?”
Jiang Tang shook his head.
“Then throw it away.” Lu Yinghuai carried Jiang Tang upstairs, “Go to bed early.”
Before leaving the master bedroom, Lu Yinghuai did not forget to take his cup away: “Good night Tang Tang.”
“Good night, Mr. Lu.”
It was inconvenient for Jiang Tang to take a shower, so he just turned on the shower head and poured himself all over. When he moved to the bed, his hair was still dripping with water.
He took the cup from the bedside table, looked at it carefully, and then carefully placed it next to the pillow.
His peripheral vision caught sight of something on the floor beside the bed. He picked it up with great effort and discovered that it was Lu Yinghuai’s suppression patch.
Jiang Tang looked towards the door, his heart beating wildly.
He put the suppression patch on his wrist like a thief, and then leaned in to smell it.
A faint scent of fir lingered on it.
Jiang Tang lay in the quilt, sniffed it again and again, and finally couldn’t help but kissed it.
The phone next to him vibrated. He picked it up and blocked the number without even looking at it. Then he remembered something and removed the number from the blacklist.
Skipping over a few vulgar words, Jiang Tang clicked on a picture. The middle-aged man in the picture was skinny, with one eye covered by gauze. Behind him, Li’s father and mother were kneeling on the ground and kowtowing.
The man sent another message: “If you don’t come back, let them atone for your sins.”
Jiang Tang didn’t know what these people were thinking. Did they think that they could tie him to the Li family just by “raising him” for a few years? Who was guilty now and who would atone for the sin?
He typed back: “Then thank them for me.”
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