“I don’t know if I’ll get beaten,” Song Yu put down his instant noodle cup, his fingers clenching, knuckles cracking. “But you definitely will.”

Rong Shi flipped over and sat up.

The happiness brought by the beef jerky was shattered by the punch to his face, not a bit remaining. Song Yu chased after him, hitting really hard.

“If you’re an Alpha, don’t dodge.”

Rong Shi dodged and retreated, a long stride taking him behind the sofa. “Only a fool wouldn’t dodge.”

Song Yu propped one hand on the back of the sofa, his long leg sweeping across: “Then take back what you just said.”

Rong Shi seized his flying foot and yanked it hard: “Alright.”

Song Yu used the force to flip and stand firm. Just as his mood improved, he heard him say: “When he hits you, I’ll try to persuade him, but whether he listens, I can’t guarantee.”

“He dares to hit me?” Song Yu was furious, returning with a chop to the hand, “I want to kill—”

Rong Shi seized his wrist, counter-attacking, enveloping him, and kissed his mouth that was uttering harsh words. “Don’t be angry.”

The bristling little cat, no matter when he looked at it, was adorably maddening.

Song Yu paused, frowned, and became even more annoyed. Every time he provoked him, he’d coax him, thinking he was easy to fool?

“I’ll kill him like I’d crush a—”

Before he could finish, the dead rabbit came over to block his mouth again. Once, twice, by the third time, Song Yu had experience. As the dead rabbit came in for a kiss, he slapped him on the mouth, pushing him away. He insisted on finishing his threat: “If it weren’t for your sake, he’d be in the grave by now—ugh!”

Mid-sentence, Song Yu’s mouth was covered by Rong Shi’s hand.

Rong Shi pulled his hand away, helplessly saying, “You can’t say things like that anymore.”

Song Yu’s eyes gradually grew cold; he was truly angry. He shook off Rong Shi’s hand and turned to leave: “I’ll have someone take care of him right now.”

Rong Shi: “…”

He quickly took two steps and embraced the fuming little cat from behind. “You really don’t know who he is?”

“I do,” Song Yu sneered, “A perverted doctor who likes to prey on young ones.”

Rong Shi: “…”

Is preying on young ones perverted? Although he was talking about Jiang Huai, it felt like he was talking about him. Rong Shi felt incredibly guilty. He hugged the struggling person in his arms and whispered, “I originally wanted you to discover it yourself, but if this continues, I’m afraid both of you will be in mortal danger.”

Song Yu pulled his hand away and turned around, completely baffled: “Discover what?”

Rong Shi mused, “I’ll give you a hint: cat.”

“Cat?” Song Yu frowned.

Rong Shi nodded: “Think carefully.”

Song Yu pondered for a moment, his beautiful peach blossom eyes widening slightly: “Could it be—”

Rong Shi nodded with relief: “En—”

“Just because you like the cat he raised, you trust him so much?” Song Yu was incredulous, “Which stray cat is better than me?”

Rong Shi: “…………”

Late-stage ‘blind spot’ (unable to see what’s right in front of you).

Rong Shi’s face was blank, “Before you guess his identity, you’re not allowed to act, otherwise—”

He was about to say, “I can’t protect you,” but seeing Song Yu’s angry and wronged expression, he quickly changed his words.

Rong Shi: “Don’t come crying to me then.”

Song Yu: “…”

That night, Qin Luo had organized part of the list. He was so sleepy his vision blurred, and his stomach rumbled incessantly. He walked out of the bedroom, planning to find some dry food.

In the dimly lit living room, only a small lamp was on. He was startled when he caught a glimpse of Song Yu sitting on the balcony with his back to the French windows.

“Brother?” Qin Luo walked over, chewing on a slice of bread, “When did you get back? Have you eaten?”

Song Yu was leaning back in a lounge chair, hugging a rabbit plushie, his expression indifferent: “Do I look like the type of person who’s overflowing with sympathy?”

Sympathy? Qin Luo’s mind flashed with countless assassins who had been tortured by His Highness until they cried and confessed in the past. He shook his head vigorously. “That word has nothing to do with you.”

Song Yu’s eyes narrowed slightly, falling into contemplation. Then, who would he cry for?

Qin Luo squatted on a small stool, his tall frame hunched, looking a bit aggrieved. “Not going to favor Chairman Rong tonight?”

Song Yu said casually, “He went out.”

There were too many mysteries surrounding Qin Lin, and now he was linked to Ji Ming. Rong Shi was cautious, fearing their suspicions would hurt the old man’s feelings. Additionally, his identity was special and not suitable for involvement, so he decided to go alone.

Qin Luo ate his bread in three bites, picked up the yogurt from the small table, and casually glanced at the large rabbit plushie. He said, “I haven’t been on the game for a few months. Bunny God wouldn’t have found a new sidekick, would he?”

Song Yu hugged the rabbit plushie tightly, his palm sinking completely into the soft rabbit fur. The feel was incredibly good. Since the real rabbit wasn’t there, he could only hug the plushie to satisfy his craving. “No, he has no friends.”

“He’s a master with millions in bets. He can earn more in one game than most people earn in a lifetime. How could he have no friends?” Qin Luo slurped his yogurt, “There must be many people like me who, the first thing they do when they go online, is add Bunny God as a friend. Maybe he’ll accidentally add someone someday.”

Hearing him praise the rabbit, Song Yu felt pleased: “Whether he has friends or not, would I not know?”

Qin Luo was startled at first, then quickly reacted. “Holy crap!” He leaned closer, like a big dog squatting beside the lounge chair, gripping the armrest, “You guys didn’t exchange communication numbers, did you?!”

Song Yu raised an eyebrow: “We did.”

“Holy crap! When did you exchange them?!” Qin Luo excitedly lowered his voice, “Do you two contact each other every day?”

Song Yu nodded with a smile.

Qin Luo was itching to ask Song Yu for the communication number but knew Song Yu would never give it to him. But, he really wanted it, ugh!

“Bunny God is so cool, does he really chat?”

Thinking of that sharp-tongued rabbit, Song Yu sneered: “Cool? When he acts flirty, no one can compare.”

Qin Luo: “…”

Qin Luo: “Chairman Rong isn’t jealous?”

Song Yu stroked the rabbit’s head, seriously spouting nonsense: “The bunny is my main wife; he’s just the concubine. If he dares to be jealous, I’ll divorce him.”

Qin Luo: “…………”

You’re still the best.

Central Research Institute, Academic Star Branch –

Rong Shi sat opposite the dean’s desk, watching Qin Lin finish sending the report to Qian Fan. Qin Lin closed his terminal, a faint worry in his eyes: “Xiao Rong, your kidney—?”

Rong Shi: “…” Kidney?

Seeing him frown, Qin Lin reassured him: “I heard from Xiao Fan; don’t worry, I’ll keep this a secret. Xiao Song will definitely not know. I’ve already prescribed the tonic, and to be safe, it’s really better to have a physical examination.”

After listening to him for a long time, Rong Shi finally understood. Professor Qin thought he had come alone today to check for kidney deficiency.

Rong Shi said seriously, “My kidneys are fine.”

Qin Lin smiled: “No need to be shy, I’m a doctor. I won’t laugh at you.”

Rong Shi: “…”

Rong Shi lowered his eyes, hesitated for a moment, then looked at him again: “Since you are a doctor, do you absolutely take responsibility for your patients?”

Qin Lin nodded: “Of course.”

Rong Shi: “And research projects are also guaranteed to be for the treatment of diseases and for the benefit of the public?”

Qin Lin was puzzled but still nodded: “Of course.”

Rong Shi lightly swiped his finger, and the screenshot Jiang Huai sent was projected into mid-air. “Then please tell me, what disease does this ‘Sailing Plan’ target?”

Qin Lin’s expression froze. After seeing the text in the virtual window, he suddenly stood up, his eyes wide, and his mind exploded with a loud bang. “You, where did you—?”

The more subtle, the easier it is to hurt. Rong Shi knew his speaking skills were average, so he simply got straight to the point. “I’m investigating the super Omegas. A while ago, I found that you might know a lot, so I came to talk to you.”

Qin Lin slumped back into his chair, remaining silent for a long time. The office was so quiet that only the sound of the clownfish swimming in the fish tank could be heard.

Rong Shi turned his head to look out at the night sky: “Thank you for taking care of Mian Mian. First, I apologize, but I had the medicine you gave Mian Mian analyzed. The ingredients are very similar to the medicine from the organization I’m investigating. Through what channel did you obtain it?”

“Analysis?” Qin Lin suddenly became agitated, “Who did you give it to? That stuff can’t see the light of day yet—”

“Don’t worry, it’s someone trustworthy,” Rong Shi looked at him calmly, “You know him too.”

Qin Lin frowned: “It couldn’t be him—?”

Rong Shi nodded: “It is him.”

His long-held beliefs shattered, Qin Lin held his head, his emotions somewhat breaking down. “From that moment on, I knew this couldn’t be kept secret, but no matter what, I didn’t want to involve your generation again—”

Rong Shi leaned on the armrest, his posture casual yet his back remained straight. “Unless this matter is completely resolved, no one involved can stay out of it.”

After a long while, Qin Lin sighed: “Once many things begin, it’s like opening Pandora’s box; you simply can’t predict how things will develop.”

Rong Shi knew this might be a long story and listened silently.

“At that time, I was only in my early twenties, still very confused about my future research direction. I met Senior Ji at an academic symposium. He focused on the research of Omega pheromones. I had just gotten married, and as soon as I heard it could do something for Omegas, I immediately became interested.”

“We had many common points in our academic philosophy, and our cooperation was very pleasant. Before long, we decided on a cooperative project, which was the ‘Sailing Plan’.”

Thinking of the information 01 had found, Rong Shi asked, “Researching an accelerant to replace suppressants and help Omegas smoothly get through their estrus period?”

Qin Lin nodded: “The function of suppressants is to suppress, but the effect of suppression is affected by many factors such as dosage, age growth, and the state of the estrus period. Under normal conditions, the effect gradually decreases. Forcibly increasing the dosage will cause a great burden on the body.”

“We did a survey, and in just one month, over 500 million Omegas in the Empire experienced involuntary or accidental estrus. 90% of them chose to use suppressants, among which 10% were ineffective after injecting suppressants and were forced to be marked by an Alpha; 10% chose to be marked by an Alpha, and among these, 0.1% were forced to be marked by an Alpha they did not approve of.”

At this point, Qin Lin’s tone was slightly helpless. “Disregarding their autonomy, the instinctive regular estrus causes so much harm to Omegas. The thought that Xiao Fan might also experience such an accident makes me unable to tolerate it.”

“The vulnerability of Omegas during their estrus period lies in their gender disadvantage. Pheromone instincts are dominated by Alpha pheromones, thereby affecting their physical and mental state. So after discussing with Ji Ming, we determined a general direction—to strengthen Omega pheromones.”

It was almost midnight when Rong Shi left Qin Lin’s office.

Qin Lin drove Rong Shi back. In the car, Qin Lin hesitated to speak.

“You trust me?”

Rong Shi: “If I didn’t, I wouldn’t have come to you.”

Qin Lin hesitated: “Xiao Fan doesn’t know about these things, I—”

Rong Shi leaned against the seat back and looked out the window: “I won’t involve him.”

Qin Lin was slightly relieved: “From the beginning, I didn’t approve of involving you and tried my best to prevent you from knowing too much. This matter is too dangerous; you don’t need to bear so much.”

“Born into the situation, how can I remain untouched?” Rong Shi asked indifferently, “Can you help me contact Ji Ming? I want to talk to him.”

Qin Lin looked straight ahead. “I haven’t contacted him in decades, but—” Thinking of that letter, he paused, then continued, “I’ll do my best.”

Back at the dormitory building, Rong Shi rubbed his forehead, looking very tired. He walked to the dormitory door and was about to open it when he noticed something was off.

Why wasn’t the door locked?

The room was pitch black. Rong Shi quietly closed the door. After his vision adjusted to the darkness for a moment, he could generally make out his surroundings. He tiptoed towards the bedroom, alert.

Pushing open the bedroom door, a large lump bulged on the small bed.

A certain little cat had taken over his bed, shamelessly sleeping with a substitute.

Rong Shi’s mood, which had been low all night, suddenly relaxed, and the corners of his lips curved slightly upwards.

“Aren’t you afraid I’ll get jealous?” He sat on the edge of the bed and leaned down to peck Song Yu’s lips.

They were springy and soft, with an excellent texture. One kiss, and all fatigue vanished. Since the person was delivered right to his door, it would be unreasonable not to kiss a few more times. He was originally just enjoying the texture, but he got increasingly carried away and accidentally let himself go.

When he came to his senses, the little cat’s mouth was already swollen from kissing, and he had touched him all over.

Looking at Song Yu’s disheveled clothes, Rong Shi’s mind suddenly flashed with Song Yu’s remark about the “perverted doctor who likes to prey on young ones.”

“…”

It was only because his wife happened to be young, not because he was perverted.

As he was thinking, his arm was suddenly seized, and his vision spun. Rong Shi was pressed onto the bed. Song Yu supported himself on either side of him. In the process, one side of his clothes slipped, revealing beautiful collarbones and arm muscles. He looked down at Rong Shi, the smile on his lips slightly cold.

“You had a good time eating, Chairman Gege.”

Rong Shi: “…”

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Author’s note: 

Rong Bunny: Not good, my wife found out I’m a pervert. How do I get back my abstinent persona? Waiting online, it’s urgent.

Song Cat: I suggest you wash up and lie flat. [Licking blood off a knife]

Rong Rabbit: QuQ