The cool beauty forcibly bids for top A: Chapter 57

“Are you uncomfortable?” The man’s voice was seductive. His fingers, rough with calluses, brushed against Shen Yanzhou’s chest through the layer of thin, cicada-wing-like cold white silk.

Shen Yanzhou looked at Fu Sizhou’s face. His breathing faltered slightly. His extremely sensitive skin couldn’t withstand even a little teasing. His body craved the man’s large, burning palm to touch him completely, to rub him hard, to relieve the emptiness in his body.

But reason told him this man was his future brother-in-law.

In five days, he would be getting engaged.

Shen Yanzhou tried to forcefully suppress the unspeakable desire in his body. He stretched out his cold, pale, slender fingers, one by one, and with extreme force peeled Fu Sizhou’s hand away from his body.

He tightened his slightly open collar and straightened his body: “Stop making this kind of joke.”

“Sister-in-law, you think I’m joking? You don’t want to?” Fu Sizhou asked back.

“I don’t.” Shen Yanzhou shook his head, but his eyes drifted elsewhere.

“Then why last night, didn’t you push me away directly? Why did you give me hope, only to push me away again?” The man asked in a hoarse voice.

“What happened last night was an accident. You were badly injured and running a high fever. I let you hold me all night purely out of sympathy and care for you, but that was already the bottom line.”

Shen Yanzhou took a deep breath and slammed the shackles of ethics down heavily between them: “In five days, it will be the engagement banquet between me and your brother. Please face reality. When you call me sister-in-law from now on, bring the respect you ought to have.”

“Care? Sympathy? Sister-in-law’s bottom line?” The smile at the corners of Fu Sizhou’s mouth froze.

Why did Shen Yanzhou treat him this way?

In the past, he had willingly been Shen Yanzhou’s dog. He had bought him out, then casually discarded him like a dog. Fu Sizhou could understand that because of the inequality of their statuses. How could someone so high above ever look at someone as lowly as him?

To be able to come to Shen Yanzhou’s side in an upright manner, he had literally skinned himself alive and returned to the Fu family, a place he had sworn a poisonous oath never to set foot in again even if he died. He had ripped out his heart and held it out, bloody, before Shen Yanzhou, yet this person still wouldn’t accept it.

Why when leaving, had he been so cold as to tell him to go find other Omegas?

Why now, was he once again pushing him onto someone else without hesitation?

Shen Yanzhou had probably long forgotten that man he had spent three months with. Once these five days passed, once Shen Yanzhou put on the engagement suit, he would soon forget him completely too.

Since he was so rational, since he had no attachment whatsoever… then why did he keep softening his heart toward him again and again?

“Shen Yanzhou, even if it’s just a tiny bit, don’t you have even the tiniest bit of liking for me?” Fu Sizhou asked.

“No.” Shen Yanzhou looked at him indifferently.

Sure enough, it was like this.

Shen Yanzhou himself was a very good person, so he had to pretend to be a good person.

There were people all around Shen Yanzhou coveting him. As long as he wanted, he could easily obtain the affection of many, many people. But Fu Sizhou was different. He only had him.

“Since sister-in-law is so rational…” Fu Sizhou stepped forward. The instant Shen Yanzhou retreated, he grabbed his slender waist with one hand and, with absolute brute force, pressed him back hard against the cold marble counter.

“Fu Sizhou! What are you doing?”

Fu Sizhou stepped forward, grabbed his slender waist with one hand, and with absolute brute force pressed him back against the cold marble counter.

Fu Sizhou’s overwhelmingly oppressive body drew close. With one hand he roughly grasped the collar Shen Yanzhou was desperately protecting. Accompanied by a light “rip” of fabric tearing, a large expanse of lustrous white jade-like collarbone was exposed to the cool air. With red-rimmed eyes, he lowered his head and fiercely bit into the vulnerable, snow-white gland on the side of his neck.

Extreme panic gripped Shen Yanzhou’s heart. He couldn’t let him touch it! Once he was touched, his body that was about to enter heat would absolutely spiral completely out of control.

“Slap!” Shen Yanzhou raised his hand and, using all the strength in his body, delivered a heavy slap across Fu Sizhou’s face.

The crisp sound of the slap echoed in the quiet kitchen.

Shen Yanzhou’s palm went numb. With red-rimmed eyes, he rebuked in a trembling voice: “Wake up! Look clearly at who I am!”

He thought this pain and humiliation would be enough to bring this top-tier Alpha back to his senses.

However, he was wrong.

Fu Sizhou’s face was slapped to one side. He slowly turned his head back, his tongue pressing against his numb cheek. That slap hadn’t woken him up. Instead, the corners of his mouth slowly curved into a dangerous yet satisfied arc.

“Good hit.” He laughed low.

“Hit harder.”

Shen Yanzhou’s chest heaved violently. That layer of thin, cicada-wing-like silk was already soaked through with sweat, clinging tightly to his skin, the scenery inside completely visible. He raised his foot to kick Fu Sizhou in the lower abdomen, but the man accurately caught his ankle with one hand, lifting it upward along the motion. His entire person ended up sitting awkwardly on Fu Sizhou’s thigh.

“Don’t… Fu Sizhou, get lost…” He bit his teeth and cursed, but his voice was soft and trembling. The leg he had kicked was still lightly shaking in the man’s palm, his toes curling up.

“Since sister-in-law pitied me last night, then today, you might as well pity me to the end!”

Before the words even fell, he bent down and fiercely sealed Shen Yanzhou’s lips.

He pried open his teeth, his tongue driving straight in, greedily sweeping and sucking at his sweet fluid, blocking all of Shen Yanzhou’s resistance dead in his throat. While kissing him, he used his rough palm to touch him without any mercy.

“Ah… bastard…!”

He threw another slap, but this time Fu Sizhou caught his wrist in advance, twisting it behind his back. The man continued to bend down, kissing him even more fiercely yet lingeringly. Shen Yanzhou’s eyes instantly went wet. His long silver hair fell down, messily sticking to his sweat-damp cheeks and neck, making that noble, beautiful face appear even more fragile.

He was still struggling, his toes kicking randomly at the man’s waist, but each kick was soft and weak, like he was inviting him in. His fingertips were still digging hard into the man’s firm muscles.

“Ngh… let… ngh…”

When Shen Yanzhou was nearly suffocating, Fu Sizhou finally released his swollen, battered lips. He continued down along his slender swan neck, biting heavily on his collarbone.

“Hiss…” A rough gasp spilled from Fu Sizhou’s throat. He was like someone in extreme thirst. His nimble, rough tongue wickedly licked, teased at his sensitive spot, then sucked hard.

“Ngh…”

Shen Yanzhou’s spine suddenly arched. His nails dug hard into the marble counter. He hated this physiological reaction that betrayed his will. He hated that secret tingling born from being roughly kneaded.

“Sister-in-law smells so good.” Fu Sizhou’s Adam’s apple rolled, his eyes dark and unclear, mumbling an unclear demand, “Does my brother know sister-in-law gets like this?”

“Don’t marry him. Marry me instead. Whatever he can give you, I can give you too.”

“Shut up.” Shen Yanzhou was so uncomfortable he couldn’t control himself. The corners of his eyes were stained a gorgeous red. Physiological craving and psychological humiliation tore him in half. He struggled weakly.

Just as Fu Sizhou bent down, his dangerous aura inching closer, completely depriving him of breathing space…

“Drip.”

Drop after drop of burning hot, dark red blood suddenly fell onto Shen Yanzhou’s body, glaringly bright.

When Fu Sizhou had forcibly pinned him down just now, he had been too violent. The wound on his left arm completely split open. Blood was madly pouring out along the bandages. The intense tearing pain caused an extremely tiny pause in the man’s movements.

“Get away!”

Shen Yanzhou took advantage of this half-second of looseness, bent his knee and forcefully shoved Fu Sizhou away, fleeing from his body as if running for his life.

“Sister-in-law…” Fu Sizhou staggered half a step.

“Don’t come over!”

Shen Yanzhou stood barefoot on the cold floor, utterly wretched. His fair foot soles curled slightly. His silver-gray hair hung in disarray over his shoulders. A few strands of wet hair stuck to his pale cheeks, outlining that exquisite face covered in red marks.

The damaged silk pajamas had been roughly torn open. Smooth skin was covered in bite marks. What had originally been cherry pink was now swollen and red, still carrying watery light that threatened to drip but didn’t.

He panted heavily and said fiercely: “Don’t follow me.”

He clutched the torn collar tightly. Without even bothering to put on shoes, he turned and stumbled out of the kitchen, fleeing back to his own home across the way.

Fu Sizhou didn’t chase after him.

He stood quietly in place, looking at the blood on his fingertips. Slowly he raised his hand, stretched out his tongue, and in an extremely morbid manner licked away the lingering sweet, cloying rose milk scent of Shen Yanzhou from the corner of his lips.

In his pitch-black eyes, mad possessiveness spread like wildfire.

He felt the tearing pain of his wound splitting open, watching Shen Yanzhou’s panicked fleeing figure, and murmured low: “Sister-in-law.”

He bit down on this word, grinding it finely between his teeth, carrying a self-destructive pleasure: “The way you looked at me just now, that wasn’t sympathy.”

*

After fleeing back to his own home, Shen Yanzhou stood under cold water in the bathroom for a full half hour.

Cold water wound down along his silver-gray hair, yet no matter what it couldn’t extinguish the long, secret heat in his body stirred up by the top-tier Alpha pheromones.

On his cold white skin, those ambiguous red marks looked shocking in the water vapor. Especially the bite marks on his chest that were nearly broken skin. Every touch would pull out suffocating, crazy memories from last night and this morning.

He had actually gone soft in the waist repeatedly in the arms of a man who was about to become his brother-in-law.

This sense of losing control made Shen Yanzhou feel unprecedented panic. What made his scalp tingle even more was Fu Sizhou’s face under the moonlight, and that low, hoarse gasp, overlapping with that man to a frightening degree.

To confirm this guess, Shen Yanzhou had no way back.

He had to figure out Fu Sizhou’s background, and that hypocritical fiancé was clearly not a good breakthrough point. He didn’t expect to pry any useful information out of that mouth.

So, on this not-too-busy, drizzly afternoon, he simply made an appointment with the Fu family’s second young master, Fu Siqi.

The meeting place was set at an old-school Hong Kong-style cafe.

The air conditioning inside was turned up high. The air was permeated with the burnt bitterness of Colombian coffee beans and the rich aroma of black and white evaporated milk. The dark green leather booths had been worn smooth by the years. The dim yellow retro wall lamps cut the cafe into something secretive and romantic.

Shen Yanzhou chose the cornermost position.

“Sorry, sister-in-law. The rain outside reduced the road surface friction coefficient, limiting vehicle speed. I was seven minutes and twenty seconds late.” A completely flat, as if AI-synthesized male voice sounded before the table.

Shen Yanzhou raised his eyes.

The Fu Siqi standing before him was dressed extremely properly, even somewhat old-fashioned in his plaid shirt. A pair of thick black-framed glasses sat on his nose bridge.

If not for the facial contours that bore some resemblance to his fiancé, Shen Yanzhou would never have believed that this too was a son born from that ruthless Fu family.

“It’s fine. I also just arrived.” Shen Yanzhou lightly curved the corners of his lips. “Sit. I ordered you a yuenyeung milk tea and a pineapple bun. I don’t know if they suit your taste.”

“Carbohydrates and sugar can effectively replenish glucose consumed by the brain. Very reasonable. Thank you, sister-in-law.” Fu Siqi sat down rigidly, precisely placing a biology journal in the exact center of the table.

After the pleasantries, Shen Yanzhou picked up the iced Americano before him and took a sip. The bitter liquid slid down his throat, making his brain a few degrees clearer.

“I asked you out today, first of all to thank you.” Shen Yanzhou set down the cup. “Last night, thanks to you for sending Xingyu home. His personality is a bit jumpy. He didn’t cause you trouble, did he?”

Fu Siqi pushed up the glasses on his nose bridge. A flash of seriousness passed behind the lenses: “He didn’t cause trouble. In fact, Mr. Shen Xingyu is an excellent listener. Last night in the car, I explained to him the latest inhibitor research. He remained quiet throughout without interrupting me. He even showed slight dullness and muscle stiffness in the final stages, proving that my theory caused tremendous shock to an ordinary person’s cognition.”

Shen Yanzhou’s hand holding the cup paused slightly: “…”

He could almost imagine his cousin’s despair last night in the car, listening to gibberish until his brain crashed.

“It’s fine as long as he’s okay.” Shen Yanzhou seemingly casually steered the topic onto the right track.

“Actually, the engagement is in five days.” Shen Yanzhou lowered his long eyelashes. Thick, silver-gray lashes cast two cold shadows in his eye sockets. “But I’ve realized my understanding of the Fu family is still too little. Your eldest brother is usually busy with work and rarely mentions family matters to me, especially… your third brother, Fu Sizhou.”

Hearing this name, the knife and fork in Fu Siqi’s hand that were cutting the pineapple bun paused.

He raised his head. Those eyes lacking emotional fluctuations looked at Shen Yanzhou.

“Eldest brother doesn’t mention him, which is in line with biological repulsion instincts.” Fu Siqi’s tone was flat. “In nature, if two male beasts in the same territory don’t tear each other to death, it already goes against their nature. Their mutual loathing is an objectively existing fact.”

Shen Yanzhou: “…”

“I heard.” Shen Yanzhou carefully chose his words, his gaze tightly locking onto Fu Siqi’s unperturbed face. “Fu Sizhou, he used to live in America all the time? Has he ever been to places like Kowloon Walled City?”

The moment the three words Kowloon Walled City came out, Shen Yanzhou’s heartbeat involuntarily skipped a beat. He held his breath, staring dead into Fu Siqi’s eyes, not letting go of even the tiniest change in expression.

However, Fu Siqi only pushed up the thick black-framed glasses on his nose bridge, then shook his head: “Sister-in-law, my brother was sent to a private boarding school in Pennsylvania, USA at age ten. After that he was in Boston until he finished university. He only officially returned to the country this year.”

“His entry and exit records and school records are all very continuous. As for Kowloon Walled City…” Fu Siqi continued shaking his head. “That kind of lawless slum, filled with illegal drugs and high-pathogenic bacteria, he not only hasn’t been there, he probably hasn’t even heard of it.”

He hadn’t been there.

He had been in America the whole time.

The instant he heard these words, Shen Yanzhou’s taut spine gradually relaxed.

Indeed. That person had been fighting and struggling in the mud of Kowloon Walled City. How could he possibly be the Fu family’s third young master? There were plenty of people in this world who looked alike.

But why did he have such a twisted possessiveness toward him? Love at first sight? Just because he had crashed into his car?

Shen Yanzhou lowered his eyelashes, picked up his iced Americano and took another sip, continuing to ask: “Are there any other reasons why Fu Sihan and Fu Sizhou’s relationship is especially bad?”

Fu Siqi set down his knife and fork, then extremely naturally tossed out a shocking scandal sufficient to make any wealthy family tremble three times.

“Because my mother drove his mother to death.”

In the cafe, the old record player was leisurely playing Leslie Cheung’s “When Love Becomes a Memory.” The lingering song and Fu Siqi’s completely flat statement formed an extremely absurd contrast.

“Eldest brother and I are actually fraternal twins. This is also why, although we are twins, there are huge differences in our appearance and intellectual focus.”

“Back then, my mother got pregnant first. My brother’s mother got pregnant later. To ensure absolute advantage in family inheritance rights, my mother used very dishonorable methods.”

Fu Siqi pushed up his glasses: “If a person witnessed all of this with their own eyes, from a psychological perspective, this degree of trauma is sufficient to completely reshape a person’s prefrontal cortex, leading to a deficiency in empathy.”

Shen Yanzhou felt his fingertips go ice cold.

No wonder.

No wonder when Fu Sizhou looked at him, his eyes carried a morbid possessiveness wanting to grab onto something for dear life.

Or perhaps, he was taking revenge on the entire Fu family.

So on that day during the interview, he said: “I will take back everything that should have belonged to me.”

Was that what he meant?

Making Fu Sihan lose everything, including him, this nominal fiancé.

So, was he indeed just a tool for revenge?

“However, the unscientific theory of karma and retribution sometimes does indeed have a certain degree of coincidence in macro statistics.” Fu Siqi continued supplementing. “Less than two years after my mother drove her to death, she also passed away from a sudden ruptured cerebral aneurysm. So, the Fu family has no victors.”

Shen Yanzhou bit his lip, pretending to casually continue probing: “Then during those years he was wandering outside, were there… any people around him? For example, exes? After all, we’ll be family from now on.”

This excuse was found in a grand and proper manner.

However, the Fu Siqi across from him suddenly fell silent.

He didn’t immediately answer. Instead, he crossed his hands on the table surface: “Sister-in-law.”

He looked at Shen Yanzhou’s eyes: “According to human pre-marital psychology statistics, when Omegas about to enter marriage face their fiancé’s family, ninety percent of questions revolve around the fiancé’s own preferences, past, and health status.”

“But from when we sat down until now, a total of forty-five minutes and sixteen seconds have passed.” Fu Siqi leaned forward slightly, his tone carrying a scholar’s thirst for knowledge.

“You asked about Xingyu, asked about Kowloon Walled City, even asked about my third brother’s ex.”

“Why… haven’t you asked a single word about my eldest brother, your future husband?”

“Sister-in-law, why are you instead asking about my younger brother’s matters.”

The fingers gripping his glass suddenly tightened. The chest beneath his high-collar shirt heaved violently: “Just asking casually.”

“However, this is also an understandable variable.” Fu Siqi resumed gnawing on his pineapple bun. “After all, eldest brother is a boring person, while crazy people always arouse more human curiosity.”

“Right, sister-in-law.”

Fu Siqi finished the last bite of pineapple bun, pulled out a clean paper towel from his pocket, and carefully wiped each finger.

“To celebrate your and eldest brother’s new marriage, I’ve prepared a congratulatory gift in advance. I think sister-in-law should like it.”

Hearing the word “gift,” Shen Yanzhou secretly breathed a sigh of relief. At least it meant the earlier probing was already turned over. He adjusted his expression, restoring his cold, polite demeanor: “You shouldn’t have. What is it?”

“Its name is Mickey.”

“I hope you’ll like it.”

*

By the time Shen Yanzhou finished chatting with Fu Siqi and finished handling business and returned home, it was already very late. The moment he opened the villa door, the old butler’s voice came.

“Mr. Shen, you’re back. This afternoon, the Fu family’s second young master sent someone to deliver something.”

Shen Yanzhou’s motion of changing shoes paused slightly. He remembered what Fu Siqi had said before leaving the cafe: “Mickey?”

“Yes, Mr. Shen.” The old butler nodded and replied respectfully. “I’ve already followed their instructions and settled it in your bedroom. It’s a rather tech-looking little thing, staying quietly in the corner without moving around.”

“Alright, I understand.”

“Meow~” Just as the old butler finished speaking, a coquettish, soft meow came from the spiral staircase on the second floor. A brightly colored calico cat came pattering down the stairs.

Milk Tea ran to Shen Yanzhou’s feet and burrowed headfirst against his calf. Her chubby body affectionately rubbed against his pant leg. Her long tail hooked around his ankle like a little hook.

She raised her round little face. A pair of amber eyes looked at Shen Yanzhou waterily. Her throat made “purr purr” sounds, as if complaining that he had been out too long today and had neglected her.

Looking at this completely defenseless little cat at his feet, with her whole heart and eyes full of him, Shen Yanzhou’s tense shoulders relaxed slightly.

Then he bent down and skillfully, extremely gently scooped the fluffy ball up into his arms. Milk Tea immediately climbed up the pole. Two fluffy front paws rested on his shoulders. Her pink little nose kept burrowing into the hollow of his neck, carrying a warm milk scent.

Shen Yanzhou carried the cat upstairs. Pushing open the bedroom door, he saw in the corner by the floor-to-ceiling window a silver-white cylindrical robot, only about half a person’s height. The screen on top flickered with two pitch-black eyes, currently in standby black screen mode.

Shen Yanzhou didn’t pay attention to this congratulatory gift. He walked to the bedside and collapsed onto the soft, wide double bed.

“Meow~” The young lady was placed on the bed. She stomped her paws unhappily on the soft silk duvet, then stubbornly came over again, plopping her bottom onto Shen Yanzhou’s chest. Her two front paws began rhythmically “making biscuits” near his collarbone.

“Hiss…”

Shen Yanzhou sucked in a cold breath. His brows pained into a knot.

The cat’s soft paw pads happened to touch the place where Fu Sizhou had bitten him. Although it was through clothes, on his delicate skin, even the slightest touch would pull out a thread of pain.

Accompanying the stabbing pain was the revival of memory.

Shen Yanzhou closed his eyes powerlessly. He had originally wanted to use the cat’s warmth to drive away the chill on his body. But as soon as he closed his eyes, Fu Sizhou’s face full of aggression would clearly surface like a maggot attached to bone.

“Since sister-in-law pitied me last night, then today, you might as well pity me to the end.” The man’s low, satisfied voice seemed to echo right by his ear, carrying burning temperature, burning through his eardrum.

He recalled the man’s strong, powerful arms encircling him. He recalled how those hands with rough calluses had violently torn apart his psychological defenses, touching him without any mercy.

“Sister-in-law.”

“Stop talking…” Shen Yanzhou let out a murmur in the quiet room.

He suddenly grabbed the silk bedsheet beneath him and bit his lower lip hard, until he tasted blood.

But it was no use. His body was undergoing a betrayal that even reason couldn’t control.

His waist ached intermittently. He craved that person’s embrace. He craved being touched by those burning palms. Although it hurt a bit, it felt very… good.

The corners of his eyes flushed with a gorgeous red. Fine cold sweat beaded on his forehead. While unconsciously stroking the young lady in his arms, he cursed through gritted teeth in his heart.

It was all that “thirty million’s” fault.

If he hadn’t indulged that man, changing his originally sex-cold constitution, how could his body have become as sensitive and unbearable as it was now?

“Beep—”

In the corner, that silent silver-white robot suddenly lit up its screen. The two pitch-black eyes turned into flashing red.

A completely flat electronic voice abruptly rang out:

“Detected owner’s heart rate at 120 beats per minute, body surface temperature risen to 38.2 degrees Celsius, muscles showing irregular spasms and trembling. Abnormal body temperature. Does owner need to call the family doctor emergency number?”

Shen Yanzhou opened his eyes. The watery light in his eyes hadn’t faded: “Shut up!”

However, the robot named “Mickey” clearly hadn’t been programmed with the function of “reading the room.” The indicator light on its head flashed madly. The electronic voice rang out again unrelentingly, even raising its volume:

“Beep— Environmental sensor data updated. Omega pheromone concentration in air has exceeded safe threshold. Warning: Abnormal pheromones. Warning: Owner has entered suspected pre-heat state. Suggest immediate injection of high-concentration inhibitor, or… immediately seek an Alpha with over 90% compatibility for temporary marking and soothing.”

Shen Yanzhou’s cheeks instantly burned red. The flush spread all the way to his long, snow-white neck and ear roots.

“Meow?” Milk Tea also seemed to sense her owner’s emotional fluctuation. She stopped the biscuit-making motion, tilted her head, and let out a puzzled meow.

“Mickey, I told you to shut up!” Shen Yanzhou tightly hugged the soft, ignorant calico cat into his arms, then pulled over the silk quilt on the bed, wrapping himself and the cat from head to toe tightly under the covers.

Inside the quilt, only a pale wrist was exposed, gripping the corner of the quilt tightly.

A muffled voice, carrying a bit of exasperation, and a trembling note of wrongedness that even he himself hadn’t noticed, came from under the heavy quilt:

“Immediately. Shut down right now!”

*

At the same time, across from the villa.

Fu Sizhou sat leaning against the wide silk bed. His uninjured right hand played with an extremely soft piece of white fabric. Shen Yanzhou’s underwear from last night.

The phone thrown on the headboard was on speaker. The screen was lit. The call interface displayed the name “Fu Siqi.”

“Brother, the heart rate monitoring bracelet shows that during my time at the cafe this afternoon, my average heart rate reached 125 beats per minute, with peaks reaching 130.” On the other end of the phone, Fu Siqi’s voice no longer had the cold, mechanical feeling from the afternoon. Instead, it carried relieved awkwardness. “Talking with sister-in-law, I really… was very nervous.”

Fu Sizhou’s Adam’s apple rolled. He leaned lazily against the headboard: “Nervous about what? Second brother, aren’t you always best at using that set of biological theories to bluff people?”

“You simply don’t understand how much pressure an Alpha’s visual nerves endure when facing a top-tier Omega with extremely high looks and powerful aura.” Fu Siqi pushed up his thick glasses, confessing with lingering fear.

“I didn’t dare look directly at his face the entire time. To cover up my unconscious pupil dilation and facial muscle stiffness, I had to keep my head down the whole time, desperately eating that pineapple bun. Two whole pineapple buns. My stomach acid is still secreting beyond capacity.”

Hearing his second brother’s characteristic awkwardness, Fu Sizhou let out a low laugh.

“The things you asked me to do, I’ve already taken care of.” Fu Siqi continued reporting.

“I used the most rigorous logic to prove to him that you’ve been in America since age ten, absolutely impossible to have been to Kowloon Walled City. I also perfectly explained your morbid psychology toward the Fu family. His facial micro-expressions at the time showed that he completely believed this explanation and obviously breathed a sigh of relief.”

“Thanks.”

“Then…” Fu Sizhou’s long fingers unhurriedly rubbed the white silk fabric in his hand. His voice lowered slightly, carrying secret anticipation. “Today, did he ask about me?”

“He did.” Fu Siqi answered truthfully. “Asked about your time in America, asked about Kowloon Walled City, even tentatively asked if you had any exes.”

Fu Sizhou’s breathing instantly grew heavy for a beat. In his deep black eyes surged thick, dark fire.

He asked.

Shen Yanzhou cared about his past. He even cared whether he had other people.

“Then…” Fu Sizhou’s Adam’s apple slid. He desperately suppressed the excitement in his tone, pretending to ask carelessly the most crucial question: “Did he ask about Fu Sihan?”

“No.” Fu Siqi’s voice also carried a thick note of puzzlement.

“I also find it very strange. As an Omega about to get engaged to eldest brother in five days, for a full forty-five minutes, he didn’t mention a single word about eldest brother. Why didn’t he ask?”

Why didn’t he ask?

Fu Sizhou couldn’t help burying his face deep into Shen Yanzhou’s clothing. His shoulders trembled slightly from excitement. A low, satisfied muffled laugh spilled from his throat.

“Second brother.” Fu Sizhou finally managed to calm his wildly rising corners of his mouth. He turned his head, looking at the late autumn rainy night outside the window, and suddenly tossed out a sentence that seemed to come from nowhere: “Do you want him to continue being your sister-in-law, or…”

“Or, do you want him to be your sister-in-law?”