The pregnancy test results somewhat dispelled Sheng Li’s doubts. He remembered that during the last heat, Zuo Chi had taken suppressants that didn’t work, so he wanted Dr. Wu to check the reason. But seeing Zuo Chi’s indifferent side, he dismissed the thought.
He knew Zuo Chi would definitely refuse, so why bother trying to please him?
“You’ve come here for nothing,” Sheng Li escorted Dr. Wu to the door.
Dr. Wu shook his head, “Forgive my intrusion, but since you’ve already been intimate, why not just mark him? In his case, using an Alpha’s mark to get through the heat is the best choice. If you think a lifelong mark is too hasty, a temporary mark is also an option.”
Sheng Li replayed in his mind the scene where he held Zuo Chi by the back of his neck, licking his lips. “A mark would affect people’s judgment, especially for Omegas. I don’t want anyone to rely on me because of pheromones.”
Dr. Wu sighed and didn’t say more.
Sheng Li closed the door and returned to the living room. He hadn’t eaten yet, so he took a bowl from the kitchen and filled it with soup. After taking a sip, he realized the soup was indeed cold.
Turning around, he wiped his mouth with a tissue. “Didn’t you heat it up?”
Zuo Chi numbly drank the cold chicken soup, feeling guilty for disappointing Aunt Chen’s kind intentions. After finishing a bowl, he felt a bit nauseous, his throat sliding as he ran to the bathroom to retch a few times.
Sheng Li’s heart tightened as he followed, “What’s wrong with you?”
Nausea and vomiting could be symptoms of pregnancy. Zuo Chi guessed what he was worried about. He covered his mouth, his eyes red and wet, with water droplets hanging on his eyelashes. “Ate too quickly.”
This reason seemed far-fetched. Sheng Li said, “Could it be your stomach acting up again?”
“Yeah, seems like it,” Zuo Chi covered his numb stomach, rinsing his mouth at the sink. “I’ll go take some medicine.”
Zuo Chi went to the hospital for gland rehabilitation therapy two days a week. After each treatment, he would have a loss of appetite, often unable to finish his meal halfway through.
The doctor said it was a normal reaction, as the glands hadn’t yet adapted to the injected medication, but would gradually get used to it over time, and the discomfort would lessen.
But to Sheng Li, these signs had a different meaning. Zuo Chi occasionally felt Sheng Li’s gaze wandering around his waist and abdomen, as if still not reassured.
He found it amusing. He laughed at Sheng Li’s lack of common sense. Even if he were pregnant, it would be impossible to tell without three or four months passing by.
Moreover, even if he were pregnant, without an Alpha’s pheromones, it would be difficult for the child to survive.
Besides, Sheng Li had said if he got pregnant, he would terminate it. How could he dare?
He hadn’t gone crazy enough to gamble with the rest of his life.
Sheng Li didn’t know what was wrong with him. He always wore a condom during sex, and the pregnancy test was negative. The chances of Zuo Chi getting pregnant were extremely low, but he couldn’t help but think, what if Zuo Chi did get pregnant?
Would he really terminate it?
Thinking about it, his thoughts drifted to unrealistic points like what their child would look like, and he forcefully stopped contemplating meaningless thoughts.
If he had a child, he didn’t care whether the child was an Omega, Beta, or Alpha. He just wanted to have one, give it all his love, and let it grow up healthy and happy. But Sheng Changyu and Li Mingchuan would definitely not agree. They wanted an Alpha heir.
Omegas shouldn’t be seen as breeding tools, and breeding shouldn’t be for the sake of family inheritance. But stubborn middle-aged people like his father and dad were the hardest to convince, with almost no chance of persuading them.
Sheng Li increasingly felt that Zuo Chi was not sober. Marrying him seemed like an unprofitable deal from all angles.
Fortunately, he was still clear-headed. They had already made a wrong turn, and they couldn’t continue down that path.
He didn’t take the marriage seriously, but in reality, he was still influenced by it. He hadn’t gone seeking pleasure for a long time. When he smelled the sweet blackcurrant pheromones, he would easily be aroused, thinking of Zuo Chi’s appearance under him.
He thought he needed to quickly break free from these constraints and reclaim his former life. So when Zhang Xiaoyun mentioned introducing an Omega to him, he didn’t refuse.
His mind wasn’t on work; he was always carefree. When bored, he would go to bars and clubs for entertainment. Compared to him, Zhang Xiaoyun was a complete waste, constantly hanging out in various entertainment venues, regardless of gender, and changing Omegas at a pace that was astonishing.
He had invited Sheng Li out to play several times, but Sheng Li never showed up, which annoyed him a bit. What’s wrong? Do you really think you have a family? Zuo Chi can still flirt with Omegas, why are you suddenly behaving so prim and proper?
Zhang Xiaoyun: Cary has recruited two newbies under him, both from a modeling background wanting to enter the entertainment industry. I’ve seen videos of them walking the runway, they are beautiful with great figures. Aren’t you interested at all?
Sheng Li really wasn’t interested, but he felt if he admitted it, it would be like admitting he had been influenced by Zuo Chi, which was embarrassing. Besides, if Zuo Chi could live with Cheng Xiangwan, then it wouldn’t be excessive for him to meet new Omegas.
Seeing him agree, Zhang Xiaoyun began to organize a gathering. It just so happened that a friend’s club in the industry had just opened, so they decided on the venue.
There were eight of them in total, including the two models Zhang Xiaoyun mentioned, as well as two other Omegas who seemed like minor stars from the entertainment industry. When Sheng Li arrived, they were all laughing and chatting with Zhang Xiaoyun about gossip within the industry.
“Speaking of which, there’s news about a male star with fifty million fans being exposed for sleeping with a member of the same drama crew. It seems to be about Xu Hui,” Zhang Xiaoyun teased, nudging the chin of a petite model next to him. “Sheng, aren’t you and Xu Hui childhood friends? Whether this news is true or not, you must know.”
The model approached Sheng Li, affectionately linking his arm with his, and softly called out, “Sheng.”
Sheng Li wasn’t particularly interested in entertainment gossip. He checked his phone and saw that the top trending topic was related to the news. Although it was just a preview with no photos or videos, the comments below were all guessing that the fifty million fans male star was Xu Hui.
A member of the same drama crew? Sheng Li remembered Bai Fan and figured it was probably true. “You’re overestimating me. How would I know if it’s true or not? When we’re together, we just drink and don’t talk about these things.”
“Ah.” The model wasn’t too disappointed. With a sweet smile, he said, “Sheng, you’re so handsome. Why don’t you act in TV dramas?”
The pheromones of this Omega had a sweet fragrance, a bit cloying, but that face was indeed beautiful. Sheng Li didn’t push him away, raising an eyebrow with a smile.
Zuo Chi wouldn’t praise him like this. Only when he circled around Zuo Chi and asked if he was handsome, would Zuo Chi casually say “handsome”.
This smile made the model’s eyes light up. Speaking playfully, he stuck close to Sheng Li as they walked to the bowling alley.
At the bowling alley, Sheng Li asked the model if he knew how to bowl. The model said no, so Sheng Li offered to teach him.
Sheng Li first showed him how to hold the ball, and then the model tried to pick it up.
The model picked it up but shook his hand, dropping the ball. “It’s heavy.”
Zhang Xiaoyun was nearby on the lane and advised, “Be careful. If the ball hits Sheng, you’ll regret it.”
The model hurriedly picked up the ball. With Sheng Li’s guidance, he threw the ball, but it only rolled a meter before dropping off.
Sheng Li frowned. He lowered his arm and swung it back effortlessly, not feeling the weight of the ball at all as he threw it, knocking down most of the pins.
The model, not good at bowling, complimented, “Sheng, you’re amazing.”
What’s so amazing? Sheng Li thought. Zuo Chi could casually throw and knock down all the pins. He had never won against Zuo Chi in a game.
Damn, why did he think of Zuo Chi again? Such a mood killer.
Since the model didn’t enjoy playing, Sheng Li didn’t insist. He and Zhang Xiaoyun, along with two other Alphas, each took a lane to compete, while the Omegas stood by and watched.
In the end, Sheng Li won by two points. The model ran over excitedly to hand him water, even unscrewing the bottle cap as if to feed him directly.
Sheng Li: “…Just give me the bottle.”
The model then handed him a towel provided by the club to wipe the sweat off his forehead. After instinctively avoiding it, Sheng Li felt his reaction wasn’t normal.
Turning to look, he saw Zhang Xiaoyun and the others enjoying the Omega’s service without any discomfort. He suppressed his own unease.
It should be like this. He had told Zuo Chi that he wouldn’t change.
But they had just gotten engaged, and Sheng Changyu definitely had Assistant Liu keep an eye on him, so he had to be a bit more restrained.
After the bowling game, they rested for a while and then went to the archery range. This time, the model following Sheng Li didn’t insist on Sheng Li teaching him. Instead, another Omega put on the protective gear and shyly claimed not to know how to play.
Zhang Xiaoyun saw through the Omega’s true intentions at a glance, leaning over to demonstrate by placing his hand over the Omega’s, their poses ambiguous, thighs pressed closely together, making the Omega blush.
They stuck together for a while before the Omega finally released the first arrow, inevitably missing the target. After shooting a few more arrows, with the same results, the Omega complained of sore shoulders, handing the bow back to Zhang Xiaoyun.
Reluctantly, Sheng Li thought of Zuo Chi for the third time. Zuo Chi’s posture when drawing the bow was standard and heroic. Although he didn’t always hit the bullseye, he was consistently close. There was an archery event at their high school sports meet, and Zuo Chi was always pushed to participate, and he always won a prize.
Why was there such a big difference even though they were both Omegas?
Although he said that Zuo Chi didn’t seem like an Omega, he didn’t actually believe that there was a fixed formula for Omegas. But he had to admit that Zuo Chi was one of a kind.
Sheng Li stepped onto the shooting range, firing three arrows in a row, scoring 9.4, 10.1, and 9.1. He uninterestingly put the bow back. “You guys play, I’ll go outside for a smoke.”
At Zhang Xiaoyun’s signal, the model followed Sheng Li to the smoking area. He choked on the smoke, his pretty face turning red.
Sheng Li pinched the omega’s chin, lowering his eyes slightly, as if appraising a piece of art. The model couldn’t help but feel weak in the knees and closed his eyes.
Sheng Li wickedly shoved the unlit cigarette into his mouth and turned away, walking outside.
“——————-? I’m glad I’m still sober.
