“Do I look good?” Song Yu tentatively asked, “How good?”

Rong Shi spread his hands, his expression serious: “This much.”

Song Yu: “…”

He was indeed drunk, and quite so.

The banquet would last until evening, with at least three hours left until it ended, but Rong Shi was in no condition to go back.

Song Yu didn’t hesitate, helping him towards the guest room.

Rong Shi held his hand back, his long legs walking steadily, outwardly showing no signs of intoxication.

“Xiao Yu.”

Song Yu: “Hmm?”

Rong Shi tilted his head to look at him, his eyes confused: “Where are we going?”

Song Yu: “…”

If you don’t know where we’re going, why are you walking so fast?

If it were a normal day, they could make an excuse to leave, but today Song Ke deliberately came to cause trouble, and he couldn’t allow the other party to run wild in his grandfather’s house.

Regardless, the birthday banquet had to conclude smoothly.

He couldn’t let the Shen family be implicated by him again.

Nor could he let his bunny have drunk so much wine for nothing.

Song Yu led Rong Shi into the guest room and personally helped him take off his coat.

“You rest here first. I’ll go back to Grandfather’s place and try to return as early as possible.”

Rong Shi responded, cooperating with taking off his coat while looking around, then lowered his eyes to silently stare at Song Yu’s hands.

Song Yu had never seen such an obedient bunny outside of Star Wars.

He casually tossed the discarded coat onto the foot of the bed and asked with a smile, “Won’t you be scared when I’m gone?”

Rong Shi shook his head, raised his wrist to look at his terminal, his voice cool: “If you’re back before 7, I won’t be angry.”

Song Yu glanced at the time. It was already 6:59.

“…”

This drunkard.

Trying to explain things to a drunkard was too foolish.

Song Yu gripped his hand: “01?”

[I’m here, junior!]

Song Yu: “Can you actively send me communications?”

[I can send text messages.]

Song Yu: “You watch him. If anything happens, text me anytime. Energy stones are plentiful.”

[With energy stones, anything’s negotiable!]

With 01 there, Song Yu wasn’t worried.

If not for the pressing matters, he really didn’t want to leave his bunny.

It was a rare opportunity; it would be a shame not to flirt.

Just as he was about to tell Rong Shi to sit down and help him take off his shoes, his waist was suddenly encircled.

Rong Shi hugged him, not letting him go: “Time’s up.”

Song Yu: “…”

Rong Shi buried his face in his neck.

“You smell so good.”

Good smell? Song Yu’s first thought was perfume.

There were many people at the banquet, and after walking around, he would inevitably pick up all sorts of scents.

Song Yu asked casually: “What kind of scent do you like?”

If it were peacetime, Rong Shi definitely wouldn’t answer honestly.

Rong Shi: “You.”

Song Yu: “What kind?”

Rong Shi leaned against his ear, his arm tightening: “I like you.”

Even though he had repeatedly confirmed it and already knew it in his heart.

But when these three words were spoken so directly by Rong Shi, Song Yu’s heart still skipped a beat.

A drunk bunny is too adorable!

Song Yu’s lips curved upwards. He deliberately asked, “Like what? I didn’t hear clearly.”

Rong Shi: “Want—”

Song Yu: “Want?”

After a long pause with no response, Song Yu grew a little anxious.

Is the alcohol kicking in?

Just as he was about to push him away to check the situation, a sudden warmth spread across his neck, a slight current quickly reaching his fingertips. Song Yu’s fingers couldn’t help but curl.

This guy was actually kissing his pheromone gland!

“Want to mark you.” Rong Shi’s hand rested on the back of his neck, his slender fingers exploring under his collar, “Turn you into mine.”

Song Yu felt that half of his body had gone numb, especially his ears, which were buzzing from the bombardment of his deep voice.

A drunk bunny is truly delicious.

Song Yu’s smile deepened. He deliberately said, “Mark? Did you forget I’m also an Alpha?”

Rong Shi pulled back a little, gazing into his eyes: “You didn’t know Alphas can mark each other too?”

He really didn’t know that.

Alpha pheromones repel each other; even from a distance, they would trigger combat instincts. Let alone injecting an Alpha’s pheromones into one’s body, what kind of disaster would that be?

Knowing that a drunkard’s words lacked logic, Song Yu still blurted out: “How do you mark?”

Rong Shi was about to speak but suddenly paused.

Song Yu watched his brows furrow tighter and tighter. A moment later, he raised a hand to cover his forehead.

“Why can’t I remember?”

Song Yu: “…”

Because you’re talking nonsense.

After finally coaxing Rong Shi onto the bed, his terminal rang. Song Yu opened it to see it was his grandfather.

Having been out for so long, he didn’t know what the situation was like over there. Someone like Song Ke was not easy for ordinary people to handle.

Song Yu adjusted the indoor climate control, found an ice pack from the medical kit, and placed it on Rong Shi’s forehead.

“I’ll go down to check on Grandpa. You sleep first.”

Rong Shi lay obediently, tilting his head to watch him busy himself.

“Come back early.”

“I’ll just take a look and be right back,” Song Yu kissed him on the cheek. “I’ll also bring you some hangover medicine.”

In the banquet hall, Song Ke held onto He Nian, not letting him leave.

Since he had come all this way, and failed to see Song Yu become a laughingstock, he at least had to accomplish something else.

He Nian frowned, subtly shifting sideways, and whispered, “Young Master, my grandfather is watching.”

“Let him watch then,” Song Ke chuckled brazenly. “My younger brother is already married. What’s so strange about me dating someone?”

From the corner of his eye, He Nian saw the gazes of the surrounding elders, and a hint of ruthlessness flashed in his lowered eyes.

Tomorrow night, Song Yu will return to Academy Star with the Central Military Academy team.

He doesn’t know when he’ll be back next.

The opportunity is only tonight.

He Nian’s hand on his lap clenched and loosened, tightened and loosened again.

He maintained a calm tone and said, “I’m going to the restroom.”

No matter what, no one could stop him from going to the restroom.

Thinking he couldn’t run away anyway, Song Ke released him.

“Do you want me to accompany you?”

Zhao Chu, at the same table, burst into laughter.

“Are young Omegas nowadays all so delicate? Need an Alpha to accompany them to the restroom?”

A few old men nearby chuckled teasingly.

“We’re all old; we can’t keep up with the young people’s ideas.”

“Shouldn’t precious little treasures be carried everywhere?”

“Exactly, my son too—”

In a few sentences, they shifted the topic to their own juniors, their attempt to gain Song Ke’s attention couldn’t be more obvious.

Song Ke and Song Yu were both princes, yet they were worlds apart.

No matter how capable Song Yu was, without the King’s support, it was all useless.

As for Song Ke, his personal abilities were indeed mediocre, but he had the King’s favor, and inheriting the throne was only a matter of time.

His decadent private life was an open secret in the circle, yet various families still scrambled to send their children to his bed.

If luck had it, they could become the future queen, and their family would also rise in status.

Originally, it was Elder Shen’s birthday banquet, but the protagonist had shifted to Song Ke, with the birthday boy completely ignored.

Gu Heng shelled peanuts, muttering: “I told you, why hold a birthday party? You’re just asking for trouble.”

Elder Shen took a sip of wine, shook his head, and sighed: “If I didn’t hold it, they would look down on Xiao Yu even more.”

The upper echelles had many rules, and even more unspoken ones.

Although the Shen family had almost withdrawn from the military and political circles, as long as they held the title of a great noble, they had to live like one, otherwise, they would be criticized.

Gu Heng, however, disagreed with him.

“How do you know that’s what he needs? Maybe he doesn’t care at all? You two stubborn grandfather and grandson, you really should sit down and have a good chat.”

At this, Elder Shen fell silent.

As long as Si Nian’s matter wasn’t thoroughly investigated, he and his grandson couldn’t have a proper conversation.

This matter was like a knife between them; if either stepped closer, both would be pierced, bleeding profusely.

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Coming out of the guest room, Song Yu opened his terminal and sent a message to Qin Luo, asking him to bring some hangover medicine.

The Shen family had been in medicine for three generations, and there was a pharmacy in their house, but he was still accustomed to using medicine provided by his own people.

Before he even reached the banquet hall, he ran into He Nian.

Song Yu was in a good mood and casually greeted him.

“Not drinking with my brother?”

“I’m not good at drinking,” He Nian’s eyes flickered. He approached and asked, “Where’s Chairman Rong? He drank so much; is he okay?”

“That little bit of alcohol is nothing to him,” Song Yu chuckled. “He just received a call from Qian Li. I don’t know what he’s up to now.”

After a brief, casual chat, Song Yu continued walking inside, but He Nian suddenly grabbed his arm.

Seeing Song Yu’s questioning gaze, He Nian lowered his eyes and explained somewhat awkwardly, “I don’t like these kinds of events. Could you stay outside with me for a while?”

Song Yu narrowed his eyes slightly, his gaze sweeping over the banquet hall entrance, a thoughtful look in his eyes.

“Sure, it’s all old people in there. I find it quite boring too.”

He Nian secretly breathed a sigh of relief and walked with him towards the terrace.

Song Yu: “Why haven’t you been playing games lately? Are you very busy?”

He Nian paused: “Hmm, my studies are intense, so I haven’t had time.”

“Oh,” Song Yu drawled with a laugh, “The banquet won’t end anytime soon. How about we play a round later?”

He Nian’s face stiffened.

Song Yu seemed carefree, but in reality, he was very ambitious and not someone who couldn’t distinguish between priorities.

When disguised as Bunny God, He Nian was certain that Song Yu would be too busy to play games during his time back on Imperial Capital Star.

As long as the first impression made the other party believe him, his fake identity wouldn’t be exposed in the short term.

Even if Song Yu went online later and discovered it wasn’t him, his mission would have already been completed by then.

Song Yu urged: “What, you don’t want to play with me?”

“I can, I can,” He Nian’s throat felt dry.

Song Yu was too smart, and too alert. All lies seemed unable to hide from him.

Staring into Song Yu’s eyes, He Nian braced himself and said, “But tonight is your grandfather’s birthday banquet. You must have a lot of things to attend to, right?”

Song Yu: “No, I’m just bored with nothing to do.”

He Nian: “…”

Song Yu turned and sat on the terrace railing, bending his long legs. His casual posture, however, had a certain aesthetic appeal.

“I also feel like playing a game to relax.”

He Nian appeared calm on the surface, but his heart was pounding.

Why? In this situation, with Song Ke showing up, he still has the mind to play games?

Does he still not trust him?

Countless thoughts flashed through He Nian’s mind.

Finally, one idea solidified.

Regardless of whether his disguise would be exposed, tonight was the last chance.

“Alright, if you want to play, I’ll definitely accompany you.” He Nian said casually, moving closer to Song Yu.

Suddenly, his legs went weak, and He Nian stumbled towards Song Yu.

Being close, Song Yu subconsciously reached out to catch him, then in the next second, reacted and prepared to push him away.

But just before he could push him away, an unusual fragrance surged into his nostrils.

Song Yu’s mind exploded with a boom.

He felt as if he heard the string of his rationality snap.

He Nian’s hands wrapped around his shoulders, his voice lowered: “Xiao Yu, I’m so hot—”

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Author’s Note:

Song Cat: Hey, Bunny, you there? I found a new wife, don’t worry. [Manual goodbye emoji]

Rong Bunny: …

#You’re destined to have no wife, only an old man.#