The cool beauty forcibly bids for top A: Chapter 49

After the tense meeting ended, Shen Yanzhou clicked on the Lamborghini owner’s profile picture.

His profile picture was a white Pomeranian. The little guy was raised extremely well, with fluffy, snow-white fur like a ball of cotton candy, tilting its head at the camera with its pink tongue sticking out, two dark, round eyes sparkling brightly, looking innocent and adorable.

“You also raise dogs?” He remembered what the car owner had asked him.

It seemed this should be the dog he personally raised.

Shen Yanzhou had originally thought the other person was a spoiled rich second generation deliberately looking for thrills on the road, playing at insurance fraud. But after clicking into his Moments, he realized it didn’t seem to be the case at all. This person’s life was almost entirely filled with two things: dogs, and food.

There were many videos of this little Pomeranian inside.

The man seemed very knowledgeable, personally trimming the puppy’s fur and doing deep care treatments for it. Beyond that, there were photos of privately cooked meals with excellent presentation and elaborate plating: beef Wellington, seafood pasta, and even quite a few Chinese dishes… all extremely appetizing to look at.

Shen Yanzhou again thought of that person’s terrible driving skills, his extremely aggressive gaze… he clearly didn’t look like someone with patience.

However, when Shen Yanzhou’s gaze swept over the captions accompanying those photos, his brows gradually furrowed.

[Seattle rained for half a month straight. Learned to make beef Wellington. Habits are truly terrifying things. Even after being left behind for so long, when cooking I still subconsciously set out two sets of cutlery. In the end I could only pour all the cooked steak down the drain.]

[Every time I see Little Strawberry lying by the window, I know she’s thinking of her former owner. Sometimes I think too, even a dog knows how much it hurts to be ruthlessly abandoned, knows to live in fear of being thrown away again, trembling with anxiety. How much more so for a person?]

[Landed in Hong Kong. The returning south weather here is truly disgusting. Heard that person has a new dog now. Are they going to completely forget me? Perhaps they already have.]

Perhaps it wasn’t that this person’s driving skills were too terrible. Perhaps it was mostly because he had been dumped, his ex had found someone new, and he had suffered a bit of a shock. That was why the car owner had been driving erratically on the road. But no matter what, he shouldn’t joke around with his own life.

If one relationship doesn’t work out, just find a new one.

If one person isn’t suitable, just switch to someone similar.

Thinking of this, Shen Yanzhou shook his head.

“Brother, what are you looking at?” Shen Xici sat across from Shen Yanzhou holding two iced americanos, pushing one of them toward him.

“Looking at dogs.” Shen Yanzhou took a sip of coffee and said flatly.

At the mention of the word “dog,” Shen Xici had a stress reaction.

“Dog? What dog?” Shen Xici looked at his brother’s completely unperturbed face, his words full of wariness and probing, “Brother, make yourself clear. Is it the kind with four legs, a body full of fur, and a wagging tail, a real dog? Or is it the kind that breathes, goes crazy, and is always finding ways to crowd around you, a two-legged dog?”

“A four-legged Pomeranian. I rear-ended someone on the road today, hit a car owner, added WeChat for insurance claims. Just now I was looking at his Moments. His profile picture is the dog he raises. Because it’s quite cute, I looked at it a few extra times.”

“Bro, did he say he was in a hurry and absolutely had to get your WeChat or something?”

“Not really. I was the one in a hurry. I gave him my assistant’s number first, and he was afraid I was a deadbeat, so we exchanged WeChat.” Shen Yanzhou replied.

“So that’s how it was.” Shen Xici said this with his mouth, but his heart didn’t think so at all.

It was all a routine, and a worn-out one at that. But this car owner, just to strike up a conversation, had really gone mad enough to not even want his life. Pretending to be a pet lover, pretending to be deeply emotional, pretending to be innocent.

Since student days, those green tea men trying to get close to his brother, asking for WeChat, had used who knows how many tricks, and each one was more shameless than the last.

“Bro, after he added you on WeChat, did he try to get chummy with you? Did he send you any weird photos? For example, pretending to casually send some scenery photo, with half a profile face accidentally showing in the corner?”

“No.”

“Then did he send a photo after showering, hair dripping with water, water droplets sliding down the V-line into the edge of the towel, then deliberately showing off eight-pack abs, holding the phone with one hand, staring straight at the camera with that kind of look?”

“No.”

“Or even more shameless, more disgusting, directly sending you fully naked photos, or even… even photos of his genitals?!”

“No.”

Shen Xici continued asking: “Then did he send any greasy, harassing messages? Like ‘you smell so good,’ ‘you crashed into my heart today’ and that kind of crap?”

“No.”

This wasn’t Shen Xici overthinking. Since student days, people sending Shen Yanzhou this kind of photo were everywhere, and among them there were even some sick-minded people who would send this filth right off the bat just to disgust others.

“He didn’t send anything at all. He only posted dog photos in his Moments, didn’t say a single word to me.” Shen Yanzhou added.

And this person seemed to have just gone through an unpleasant relationship.

Buzz—

Right at that moment, the car owner sent a WeChat photo.

A photo of a damage assessment form, with a completely reasonable compensation amount written on it.

Shen Yanzhou looked at that number and without a word transferred the money to the car owner via WeChat.

Then, without thinking, he directly pressed [Delete Contact].

*

In the evening, after finishing work matters, Shen Yanzhou hurried to the private pet hospital, preparing to pick up Pudding and go home.

He walked familiarly toward the oxygen chamber ward where Pudding had received his IV drip during the day.

However, when he reached the glass door, he found it completely empty inside. The little Tang dog that should have been obediently resting on the mat had disappeared without a trace.

Shen Yanzhou frowned slightly, preparing to go ask at the nurse’s station, when a cheerful voice came from beside him.

“Mr. Shen, you’re off work? Here to pick up Pudding?” The young nurse came walking over quickly holding medical records, smiling as she asked.

Shen Yanzhou nodded: “Yes, where’s Pudding? Has his fever gone down?”

“Down, down. Dr. Lin rechecked him this afternoon. His inflammation markers dropped quite a bit, and his spirits recovered too.” The nurse pointed toward the end of the hallway. “The little guy is full of energy now, playing with other puppies in the VIP activity room inside. I’ll take you over.”

“Okay.”

Shen Yanzhou followed behind the nurse, passed through the hallway, and entered the VIP activity room.

This activity room was very large, with soft, slip-resistant eco-friendly mats on the floor, filled with all kinds of elaborate pet toys. Shen Yanzhou walked in, and the first thing he saw was his own little Tang dog.

The little Pudding who had been sickly during the day, unable to even lift his eyelids, now seemed like a completely different dog. Wagging his tail, like an extremely eager little follower, he circled around another puppy happily, letting out fawning whimpers from time to time.

Shen Yanzhou’s gaze followed Pudding’s undignified movements and landed on that puppy being nudged by him.

It was an unbearably cute Pomeranian.

The little guy was pure white all over, without a trace of other color, fluffy and soft like a freshly made ball of cotton candy still giving off a sweet scent. It seemed somewhat annoyed by Pudding’s pestering, haughtily stopping its steps, turning around, and slightly tilting its little head, sticking out its pink tongue at Pudding.

Those two dark, round eyes sparkled like black grapes, blinking and blinking, impossibly cute.

Shen Yanzhou had always had no resistance to fluffy, soft little animals. Looking at that especially cute little Pomeranian, even his gaze unconsciously softened a few degrees.

But looking and looking, Shen Yanzhou’s gaze gradually paused.

This Pomeranian… not just the breed, but even that perfectly trimmed snow-white fur, those sparkling eyes, and that charmingly silly action of tilting its head and sticking out its tongue…

All of it looked more and more familiar?

It seemed exactly the same as the little dog named “Little Strawberry” raised by that man who had rear-ended him on the road this morning, whose mental state seemed concerning after being dumped by his ex.

Shen Yanzhou’s long, thick eyelashes trembled slightly, an expression of disbelief flashing through his cool eyes.

There were so many people in all of Hong Kong raising Pomeranians, and plenty with good looks too.

Could it be… such a coincidence?

“Pudding, come here.”

Shen Yanzhou crouched down, the hem of his trench coat falling onto the mat. He reached toward his own undignified little Tang dog and said softly, “You just got better and you’re already running around. Time to go home.”

But Pudding, who was usually the most clingy with him, now only gave him a perfunctory glance back, let out a sticky whimper, then turned and rested his chin on that beautiful white Pomeranian’s fluffy back fur, as if his soul had been hooked away, shamelessly clinging on and impossible to drive away.

Shen Yanzhou sighed helplessly, just preparing to step forward and forcibly carry the dog away, when a dense tingling itch and soreness suddenly came from the back of his neck.

He raised his pale, slender hand, his fingertips slowly reaching toward the depths of his collar, pressing gently through the pure white suppressor patch on the vulnerable, feverish gland.

The skin on the back of his neck flushed red from this light touch, especially obvious around the edges. A faint pinkish color showed through the gaps of the suppressor patch, making his vulnerable gland look even more enticing.

Shen Yanzhou completely didn’t realize that actually, someone had been watching him from behind the whole time.

That car owner from the morning encounter was standing two steps behind him, his gaze burning hot, greedily looking at Shen Yanzhou’s fair, tender nape. He slowly released top-tier Alpha pheromones, deliberately winding them around the edge of his gland, trying forcefully to trigger the Omega’s instincts.

Watching Shen Yanzhou’s uncomfortable movements, the Alpha’s canine teeth in his mouth itched faintly. He wanted to immediately tear off that annoying suppressor patch, wanted to bite through that soft flesh in one go, and ruthlessly inject his pheromones inside.

But he held himself back.

“Mr. Shen, your little dog… seems to really like my family’s Little Strawberry.” The man pretended nothing had happened, pretended he hadn’t seen anything, crouching beside Shen Yanzhou with a smile.

Shen Yanzhou’s thin shoulder blades instantly tensed. He quickly tightened his collar, and when he turned back there was still a trace of panic on his face. The pinkish color spread all the way from his ear roots to the corners of his eyes. His long eyelashes trembled with moisture, his eye rims red, the tip of his nose red too, his lips slightly parted, glistening with crystalline moisture.

Just that little bit of pheromone and he was already like this.

“You… when did you come in?” Shen Yanzhou looked at the man from daytime who had been wearing a black mask and black stud earrings.

Was this person a ghost? He walked without making a sound.

“A little while ago.”

Then that probably meant he had seen everything.

“Oh, I’m taking Pudding and leaving.” Shen Yanzhou quickly stood up, but his wrist was grabbed by a warm, broad hand.

The man’s grip wasn’t heavy, but a faint red mark appeared on Shen Yanzhou’s fair wrist.

“It looks like your family’s puppy has a more introverted personality. Normally you should rarely see it this clingy with other dogs, right?” The man tilted his head slightly, his gaze landing on the two frolicking puppies, “It finally made a friend with great difficulty. Should we let them play a while longer?”

Shen Yanzhou glanced at the car owner, then turned to look at little Pudding wagging his tail on the mat, excitedly humming. In the end his heart softened, and he said flatly, “Fine.”

Only after hearing this answer did the man release his hand.

“Where did you buy this dog? It looks a bit silly, but quite cute.” The man propped his chin on one hand, asking casually.

He looked at Pudding’s messy yellow fur, and in his mind appeared the image of that person under the neon signs of Temple Street, holding this dirty little mutt in his arms, looking at him with eyes full of hope, asking if he could take this dog home.

“Didn’t buy it. Picked it up.”

“Picked it up?”

“I thought Mr. Shen was a cold-hearted person. After transferring the claim money, not a single word left behind, deleted my WeChat completely clean.” The man said in a low, hoarse voice.

“I didn’t expect you to have such a gentle side, even willing to pick up a stray dog nobody wanted from the roadside and take it home.”

“Mr. Car Owner,” Shen Yanzhou looked at him, stating objective facts, “We were originally strangers who had only met once. The matter was handled, and we wouldn’t contact each other again in the future. If I don’t delete it, what am I keeping it for? A decoration in my contacts list?”

“Strangers…”

The man slowly lowered his head, the bangs before his forehead covering the self-mockery churning in his dark eyes.

“Yes, Mr. Shen is right. We… are just strangers.”

A stranger who could be abandoned at any time, forgotten, not even worth keeping in a contacts list.

Seeing the man fall silent, Shen Yanzhou looked at him for a while, figuring that probably his ex had deleted him, so right now because of what he had just said, he had sunk back into his emotions again.

“Pudding, let’s go.” His gaze shifted from the car owner to his own dog.

But what he never could have expected was that normally silly little Tang dog Pudding, today seemed to suddenly be driven by some strong instinct, clinging to Little Strawberry and not letting go, then recklessly pounced onto that snow-white little Pomeranian’s back.

The scene on site completely lost control, showing the mindless, headlong rush of canines following their reproductive instincts.

And what made Shen Yanzhou most mad was that these two little ancestors’ “messing around” had already entered an irreversible stage.

Driven by animal instinct, Pudding extremely naturally turned his body around, both hind legs landing steadily. The two dogs presented a back-to-back strange posture, as if stuck together by invisible super glue, neither able to move.

Shen Yanzhou’s vision went dark. If he wasn’t mistaken, this was precisely the physiological phenomenon unique to canines during reproduction called “tying” or “the lock.” Once entering this state, for the next dozen or so to several dozen minutes, even using a stick, they absolutely must not be forcibly separated.

“What are they doing… is it what I’m thinking?” A rush of scorching heat suddenly flooded Shen Yanzhou’s cheeks. His originally fair cheeks instantly burned bright red, the flush spreading all the way to his thin, jade-snow cute earlobes and vulnerable nape.

He turned his head back, but crashed into the man’s chest that had somehow pressed close again.

The man took the opportunity to reach out, extremely naturally wrapping his arm around Shen Yanzhou’s slender, willow-waist soft waist. The Alpha’s burning hot body temperature stimulated his skin through the hoodie.

“Yes, Mr. Shen, it’s exactly what you’re thinking. Do you need me to go over and separate them?”

“If at this time, we separate the two of them, what will happen?” Shen Yanzhou pushed him away, his gaze returning to the two dogs.

“The consequences would be severe.” The man explained, “When dogs mate, the male’s bulbous glandis at the front rapidly swells, locking tightly inside the female. If at this time you forcibly use a stick to break them apart or violently pull them apart, not only would it cause the female’s body to tear and hemorrhage severely, the male’s part would also suffer fracture or corpus cavernosum rupture, even leaving permanent disability.”

The man lowered his head, looking at Shen Yanzhou’s cool eyes, “In other words, Mr. Shen, if I go pull Pudding apart right now, he might be ruined for the rest of his life.”

Shen Yanzhou’s breath caught. He looked at his own normally silly little Tang dog who did nothing but eat and sleep with some difficulty, both embarrassed and annoyed: “You said… why would they be like this? They clearly just met for the first time…”

“Why would they be like this?” The man laughed low, “It’s just like people, isn’t it? Love at first sight, then producing uncontrollable physical attraction, and directly rolling into bed. Following this development speed, next should be…”

An extremely bad premonition surged in Shen Yanzhou’s heart. He immediately interrupted the man’s words, turning his head to look urgently into the other person’s eyes to confirm: “Has your family… had Little Strawberry spayed?”

The man calmly met Shen Yanzhou’s flustered gaze and gently shook his head: “No. She’s so delicate and afraid of pain, I couldn’t bear to have her spayed, to have her endure that cut.”

Speaking to this point, the man’s gaze swept meaningfully over Shen Yanzhou’s reddened eye corners, and he asked in return: “What about your family? Is your little Pudding neutered?”

“He’s one I picked up. During this time his health has been poor…” Shen Yanzhou bit his lower lip, furrowing his brows tightly, “I hadn’t thought about having him neutered so quickly. I was a bit reluctant too.”

“Oh, that’s truly unfortunate.” The man slightly raised his brows, but his tone held not the slightest hint of regret.

He leaned down slightly, pulling the distance between the two closer: “Then it seems your dog is going to get my dog pregnant today. And Mr. Shen probably doesn’t know, generally speaking, when dogs give birth, they don’t just have one. They have a whole litter.”

“Mr. Shen, she’s my most precious dog. Tell me, what should we do about this now?”