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 Song Yu's nape was snow-white and smooth, with a lustrous sheen.

The arrival of her sensitive period made it pink again.

It was a very pampered body.

During the time the two lived together, Chu Zeyan also noticed that Song Yu's body was particularly delicate and sensitive. If he was even slightly rough, it would leave marks.

Her bones were very slender, her shoulders were thin, and her waist was so thin that one hand could wrap around it.

However, such a delicate body did not grow up under the care of a wealthy family. Instead, she was in a dirty and dilapidated slum every day.

Chu Zeyan then began to feel scared - a delicate body would only worsen the dangerous situation for someone without money or power.

How did Song Yu grow up safely in such an environment all these years?

The young man's vague and coquettish murmur brought Chu Zeyan back to his senses. He looked down and smelled a very strong floral fragrance - Song Yu's pheromones were almost non-existent normally, but he did not expect them to become so strong during her sensitive period, rushing straight to her temples.

Chu Zeyan felt a tingling sensation from his heart to his limbs.

He stared at Song Yu's flushed face. "

I'm going to mark you.

My wife.

" ...

[During an Alpha's fertile period, pheromones swell throughout the body, causing aches and pains, and increasing possessiveness and aggression.

At this time, the soothing power of an Omega is especially needed.

Of course, this also carries a certain degree of danger.]

Chu Zeyan had learned all this from physiology books, but the reality was quite different.

He poured soothing pheromones into the back of Song Yu's neck. The skin swelled up, looking like it was about to burst.

This was considered marking, but Song Yu's state didn't change at all; instead... she became even more clingy.

Chu Zeyan's heart rate was also erratic.

Only when the drawer he had pulled out was empty did he remember that he had agreed to a sexless marriage; how could he have prepared those things?

Chu Zeyan took a deep breath.

He stared at Song Yu's face, stroking her earlobe.

"Xiao Yu, you might feel a little uncomfortable in a bit."

Perhaps annoyed, Song Yu grumbled impatiently, trying to find something to cool down.

But the man grabbed him.

"Xiao Yu, who am I?"

Song Yu struggled to open his eyes, vaguely recognizing the other's face.

His voice was weak: "Chu Zeyan..."

The man was finally satisfied.

...

Chu Zeyan showed no remorse for taking advantage of him.

Even worse, he made Song Yu say many things he wanted to hear.

Poor Song Yu, who was usually slow to react, was now exhausted and sleepy, his mind unable to process anything. He subconsciously echoed whatever the other said, saying

things like, "Chu Zeyan is my husband," and "I love it when my husband kisses me."

...

This period of heightened sensitivity lasted three days.

On the morning of the fourth day, Song Yu finally woke up, trying to get out of bed but was pulled back into the man's arms.

Then, those warm hands began massaging his lower back.

Song Yu groaned twice, too weak to struggle, and was just about to drift off to sleep when he felt his lips being kissed again. When

Chu

Zhouyan arrived at the villa, the servants were downstairs, and the aroma of food wafted from the kitchen. Everything seemed normal, nothing out of the ordinary.

However, Chu Zhouyan hadn't been able to contact Song Yu for three days.

Since his birthday that day, Song Yu hadn't replied to any of his messages.

Chu Zhouyan assumed his actions during their differentiation had offended Song Yu, so he sent many apologies, but still received no response.

Chu Zhouyan was frantic, unable to do anything. He took leave from school and went straight back to the villa to look for him.

"Where's my brother?"

The aunt looked at the boy, whose neck veins were bulging with anxiety. "Are you talking about the eldest young master?"

Chu Zhouyan: "No, it's Song Yu."

"Young Master Yu is in his room." The aunt glanced upstairs. As a Beta, she couldn't smell pheromones and naturally didn't know what was happening in the bedroom. "Neither of them has come out these past few days. The eldest young master even instructed us to bring the food—"

Chu Zhouyan didn't listen further and went straight upstairs.

The bedroom door on the second floor was closed.

However, for Chu Zhouyan's keen senses, such a protective door offered no protection whatsoever.

He smelled the mingled pheromones intertwined.

And... a very crisp sound.

Like the sound of a slap.

Chu Zhouyan's heart skipped a beat, and he was about to knock on the door—

"Aren't you annoying...?"

"You promised me one last time, but you never stop..."

"No more kissing..."

The familiar voice carried a distinct sob, sounding weak and listless, as if it had been tormented for a long time.

Then came a man's apology and a muffled sound of water.

...

Chu Zhouyan's hand, which was about to knock, froze in mid-air.

Then he could not bring himself to retract it.

He stood there stiffly, for an unknown amount of time, until there was no sound from inside, before he raised his arm and gently knocked twice on the door.

Chu Zeyan opened the door, and when he saw Chu Zhouyan standing outside, his expression was slightly surprised.

"Brother, I'm here to see Brother Yu." Chu Zhouyan stared at the clear handprint on Song Yu's face, struggling to maintain his expression. "Is Brother Yu inside?"

"He's in his fertile period these days."

These simple words easily extinguished Chu Zhouyan's last glimmer of hope.

Chu Zeyan's mind was currently focused on the person inside who had just fainted from exhaustion, and he didn't notice the boy's gloomy eyes: "Perfect timing, bring the porridge from the kitchen."

After saying that, the door was gently closed.

Chu Zhouyan paused for a few seconds, then obediently went downstairs to get the porridge.

He took two more days off from school and delivered food to Song Yu's bedroom door at regular intervals every day. It wasn't

until noon on the third day that Song Yu came out of his room. As soon as he came out, he sat on the sofa in the living room wrapped in a blanket, looking extremely aggrieved.

Every part of the young man exuded the scent of Chu Zeyan's pheromones, his lips were bright red, and his lip was still swollen. He looked lazy and listless, clearly having been bullied badly.

Chu Zhouyan tried to avoid eye contact, his mind racing, but his expression was as obedient as a large dog serving Song Yu.

However, Song Yu wouldn't let him touch her anymore.

Having been marked by her brother, she wouldn't let any other man touch her.

Chu Zhouyan felt a sharp pang of bitterness in his heart. He lowered his head and went to the kitchen to wash fruit without saying a word.

009's voice rang out after a long absence: "Host."

Hearing its voice, Song Yu's nose stung with tears: "009, how's the progress bar?"

009 was surprised.

It had been blocked for six whole days, and now that it was released and saw its host's face, it knew what had happened to him in the past few days.

Being bullied like this, he was still concerned about the progress bar.

So stupid, so honest.

The Lord God loved to bully honest people.

It immediately comforted him: "Host, the progress bar has increased; it's now at 70%. The main characters will return with their physical bodies in one day."

Song Yu was astonished.

He and Chu Zeyan shouldn't have had these things happen; he thought the progress bar would regress to a terrible state.

This comforted him somewhat

, but only a little.

Song Yu huddled in the corner of the sofa, tightly wrapping himself in a blanket. The skin on the back of his neck was very soft, and a piece of floral tape covered the wound.

Beautiful, fragile.

009 looked at him, its mechanical voice softening: [Host, you just completed Chu Zhouyan's hidden mission and gained 1500 points. Moreover, the protagonist is almost back to normal; you just need to wait a few more days… host.]

Song Yu remained silent, then suddenly asked: [I want to check Black Snake's information.]

009 pulled up the information.

Upon seeing a certain line, Song Yu immediately bit his lower lip, his face flushing red.

It really was… no wonder he was so fierce.

Terribly fierce!

Although he was in his vulnerable period first, it couldn't all be blamed on Chu Zeyan.

But… his vulnerable period ended on the second day.

The following days were entirely due to Chu Zeyan's refusal to let go.

009: [Host, you…]

Song Yu felt wronged and wanted to cover himself up: [I want to run away from home!]

009: …

[I don't want to talk to this person anymore.]

[He's a liar, a bad person.] Song

Yu felt like he had found an outlet, pouring out all the grievances he had accumulated over the past few days: "I'm clearly the Alpha..."

According to the original plot, this wouldn't have happened between them; Chu Zeyan was already far away on a garbage planet when he remarried.

But now the plot had reached a strange point, and Song Yu didn't know what to do.

The next plot point after his rebirth was divorce.

Would Chu Zeyan take the initiative to file for divorce?

At this moment, the personal terminal on the table beeped several times in a row.

"Baby, does your back hurt?"

"When are we going back to the bedroom?"

"Baby, I miss you so much."

Song Yu: "..."

Thinking of the man who had called him "baby" and "wife" countless times in the past few days, Song Yu became even angrier. He would never go back to the bedroom again!

Even if it was an escape, 009 fully supported its host. It even provided him with some ideas: "If you run away from home, you can disguise yourself a little, send Chu Zhouyan away, and don't stay in a hotel, otherwise Chu Zeyan will find out immediately." "

I will prepare a suppression ring for you; you won't enter the susceptible period during this time." Song

Yu, expecting to be called capricious, paused for a moment and nodded.

After discussing with 009, Chu Zhouyan brought over a plate of strawberries, his expression cautious: "Brother, want some?"

Song Yu said "Oh," and shook his head: "I want ice cream."

"Okay."

Chu Zhouyan had just turned around when Song Yu called him again: "I want the one from the city."

Chu Zhouyan nodded, dutifully calling the driver to leave.

As soon as the other left, Song Yu got up from the sofa. He didn't dare go back to his room for clothes, only grabbing a hat and mask from the entryway, lying to the maid that he needed to go out for some fresh air.

The servants knew Song Yu hadn't left the house for several days and didn't suspect anything.

Song Yu changed his shoes, and just as he was about to step out the door, he paused and turned back.

009 thought he had forgotten something, and then the next moment, he saw his host using a small bag to collect the strawberries one by one from the coffee table.

009: ...

Song Yu sighed pitifully.

He didn't know if he would ever be able to eat them again. When

Chu

Zhouyan returned, sweating profusely, with ice cream, he found the young man on the sofa was gone. He assumed Song Yu had gone back to the bedroom and asked the housekeeper.

"Young Master Yu said he was going outside for some fresh air,"

she replied. Chu Zhouyan instinctively felt something was wrong. Sure enough, after searching the entire villa and finding his phone switched off, he realized Song Yu had run away. She

'd bullied him to the point where he didn't even want to stay!

The thought of Song Yu outside in that state filled Chu Zhouyan with unease. The anger that had been building up for days now flared up all at once.

He went upstairs with a cold face and pounded on the door twice.

Chu Zeyan opened the door with an unfriendly expression, but seeing it was Chu Zhouyan, he didn't say anything: "Where's Song Yu?"

"Your wife ran away."

Your wife abandoned you after sleeping with you.

That's what Chu Zhouyan wanted to say.

Seeing the man's shocked expression, Chu Zhouyan finally felt a little relieved, but then he was still gripped by the tension of Song Yu's disappearance.

Chu Zeyan called Song Yu, but after hearing the message that the phone was switched off, he finally panicked: "Could he... be nearby? Have you looked for him?"

"I... Uncle Zhang and I have looked for him, and we even asked the security guard at the gate. He said he saw Song Yu hailing a taxi at the gate."

Chu Zeyan's breath hitched.

His blood ran cold.

He had indeed gone too far these past few days, but he never expected Song Yu to anger him to the point of running away from home.

Unable to leave his bedroom, Chu Zeyan relied entirely on Chu Zhouyan's tireless efforts to check hotel information day and night. It should have been easy to find him, after all, such a beautiful Alpha would surely be remembered if he checked in, but no one had seen Song Yu.

Chu Zhouyan trudged upstairs, only to hear his brother's voice coming from the bedroom.

"Xiao Yu, it's my fault, I'm bad, I've bullied you so many times."

"Come back and hit me, okay?"

"Don't ignore me."

He had never imagined that someone as aloof and arrogant as Chu Zeyan would use such a humble tone, begging someone to come back.

Afterwards, Fu Yuan, who had just returned from space, somehow got the news and came to the villa with Si Ling and Bian Han.

Fu Yuan ridiculed Chu Zeyan, saying that he had bullied someone and driven them away, and asked if he had no shame.

Chu Zeyan remained silent, his face cold.

Actually, he was the most heartbroken; his wife had run away, and he could only wait in the bedroom for news, his mental state so unstable from anxiety.

Si Ling, as his subordinate, was probably the only one who still cared about him: "Sir, don't damage your mental state."

"It's useless now, let it be if it's broken," Bian Han said indifferently.

Chu Zeyan's brow twitched.

It was clearly his own family matter, why did everyone have to interfere?

But this was the time when he needed manpower the most, so Chu Zeyan could only swallow his dissatisfaction.

The search team grew stronger, but after several days of work, they still hadn't found anything.

Chu Zhouyan had already taken too long of leave from school, and everyone sent him back. Unable to resist the adults, Chu Zhouyan had no choice but to pack his things and go back to class.

He sat absentmindedly in the classroom all afternoon before returning to his apartment.

The moment he opened the door, the boy froze—

this smell…could it be?

Chu Zhouyan's heart pounded. He tiptoed towards the source of the smell.

The bedroom door opened a crack, and through the crack, he saw Song Yu lying on the right side of his usual bed, covered by his blanket.

*

Song Yu woke up to see a figure by the bed and was so frightened that he immediately covered his face with the blanket.

"Don't be afraid, it's me."

Chu Zhouyan's voice was very soft, afraid of scaring him away.

Hearing Chu Zhouyan's voice, Song Yu loosened the blanket and drooped his eyelids: "Are you here to take me back? I don't want to go back."

"I won't take you back." Chu Zhouyan stared at the sleep marks on Song Yu's face, "If you don't like it there, you don't have to go back, and I won't tell my brother."

Song Yu breathed a sigh of relief.

He followed the system's advice and went to Chu Zhouyan's apartment. Sure enough, no one found him.

But before he could find another place to stay, Chu Zhouyan arrived.

Fortunately, the other party didn't ask him why he ran away from home, but only asked if he was hungry.

After a pot of steaming noodles was brought out from the kitchen, the two sat facing each other in the living room.

Song Yu, head down and focused on slurping his noodles, noticed halfway through that the person opposite him hadn't touched their noodles and was staring at him.

Remembering how he'd lied to the other person about buying ice cream, Song Yu felt a little embarrassed: "I didn't mean to lie to you."

"I'll make it up to you later."

The word "make it up to you" made the boy's eyelids twitch slightly. He lowered his voice: "What kind of make-up?"

Song Yu thought for a moment: "I'll treat you to ice cream."

"...Okay."

After a while, Chu Zhouyan suddenly spoke: "Is the back of your neck still not healed?"

Song Yu tightened his grip on his shoulder and immediately touched the tape on the back of his neck: "...Almost."

That was supposed to be the mark area for Omegas, but now, as an Alpha, he'd had it bitten open and filled with pheromones. Song Yu felt a little ashamed. He suggested staying alone for a few more days before leaving.

Unexpectedly, Chu Zhouyan immediately became anxious: "Where are you going alone? You smell so good with your pheromones. There are so many bad people outside. Do you know what they'll do to you if they see you alone?"

Song Yu's cheeks flushed, and he inexplicably thought of being marked. He also became stubborn: "I'm a grown man, how can I get lost? I want to stay here alone for a few days, or I'll leave immediately!"

Chu Zhouyan: "Can't I stay and keep you company?"

Song Yu: "No!"

Chu Zhouyan remained silent.

Song Yu ignored him and went straight back to his bedroom. He rested for a while, wanting to see if Chu Zhouyan had left, but when he got to the living room, he found a black panther lying under the sofa.

Song Yu: "?"

How could a panther suddenly appear?

Song Yu's mind didn't process it for a moment. He stared wide-eyed at the black panther until it spoke: "Can I stay like this?"

It was Chu Zhouyan's voice.

Song Yu walked over, squatted down, and his eyes lit up: "Is your spirit form a black panther?!"

The black panther nuzzled its head against him.

Its fur was so smooth.

The black panther looked handsome and agile, with a glossy sheen. Song Yu, shamelessly, petted the big cat.

He not only let the black panther stay, but also… brought it into the bedroom.

And so, Chu Zhouyan abandoned his dignity and lived with Song Yu for several days in his black panther form. He didn't mention Chu Zeyan at all.

He realized that Song Yu really had no intention of returning to the Chu family, and after much hesitation, he asked, "You're not planning to forgive my brother?"

Song Yu thought to himself, "I'm just waiting for him to divorce me, not for me to forgive him.

" He gave a perfunctory "Mmm.

" "Then do you still love my brother?"

"…"

Song Yu simply refused to answer this cheesy question.

A moment later,

Chu Zhouyan asked again, "Then do you want to divorce my brother?"

Song Yu looked at him in surprise.

"He bullied you, and you don't like him. There's no need to waste your time here; it's better to get a divorce sooner." Chu Zhouyan withdrew his spiritual form. "I know lawyers; I can help you with the divorce agreement. You just need to sign it."

009 Reminder: [Host, this is a perfect opportunity to complete the divorce signing task.] Song

Yu: [Hmm!]

He had just received a task a few days ago—to sign a divorce agreement, with a one-week deadline.

But according to his character, he couldn't be the one to initiate the divorce.

Song Yu was still worried about how to complete this task, after all, he had 2500 points and the progress bar was about to be completed.

As a result, Chu Zhouyan took the initiative to bring it up.

Song Yu pretended to be forced to leave and reluctantly agreed. But unexpectedly, two hours later, Chu Zhouyan actually brought back the divorce agreement.

Song Yu: "..."

He complained to 009 while signing: [Am I usually this mean to him? Does he really want me to divorce his brother?]

009 remained silent.

After Song Yu finished signing, the task completion notification sounded.

2500 points were credited, and the progress bar reached 80%.

He finally felt much

better. If only he could have a fluffy cat to pet... The moment this thought crossed his mind, Song Yu felt his hands covered in fur.

At some point, a black panther ran to his side, its long, thin tail wrapped around his hand.

It made a gurgling sound.

*

"This is the divorce agreement that my lawyer asked me to give you."

Chu Zhouyan looked at the surprised expression on the man's face, and then the divorce agreement was torn in half.

It doesn't matter, the papers are already signed.

Marriage procedures here are complicated, but divorce is simple.

As long as one person signs, the marriage is automatically dissolved a month later, even if the other doesn't object.

Chu Zhouyan turned around: "I'm going to school."

In the bedroom, the man, pale-faced, remained silent for a long time. After a while, he picked up the torn documents from the floor.

In the lower right corner, it was indeed Song Yu's handwriting.

—Song Yu liked to copy passages in her spare time; her handwriting was beautiful and neat.

That time was wonderful, but why… why did she suddenly want a divorce?

He knew he had gone too far last time, but he hadn't even had a chance to apologize.

Chu Zeyan felt he couldn't just sit idly by.

He needed to regain his freedom as soon as possible.

*

Chu Zeyan seemed to be busy with other things lately, so Song Yu had been staying at Chu Zhouyan's apartment.

Chu Zhouyan probably noticed his love for animals and spent most of his time interacting with him in a spiritual form.

Song Yu also enjoyed petting the cat.

However, perhaps because he'd been too lazy lately, he felt like he'd gained some weight around his waist, and his appetite had increased significantly.

This continued for half a month. One evening, Song Yu suddenly said he wanted something sour.

Chu Zhouyan was surprised. He knew Song Yu's tastes perfectly well: he liked sweet and slightly spicy flavors, but disliked sour or bitter ones.

After a moment, Chu Zhouyan seemed to remember something. He didn't say anything, but made Song Yu lemon juice, and the next day he took him to the hospital.

Song Yu stared blankly at the words "Obstetrics and Gynecology": "?"

"Why did you bring me here?"

Chu Zhouyan: "Go in for a checkup."

Song Yu: "?"

When the results came out, Song Yu was shocked.

He was actually... pregnant.

"We've never seen this before..." The doctor was also somewhat embarrassed, staring at the test results several times, "We've never seen an Alpha get pregnant before."

Song Yu was completely dumbfounded, unable to hear what they were saying, until Chu Zhouyan led him out of the hospital before he came to his senses.

Song Yu was so frightened that his legs went weak. He sat on a nearby bench and asked 009: [What happened?] 009

: [Detection confirmed...you are indeed pregnant.]

Can an Alpha get pregnant? Song Yu had never experienced anything like this before and completely panicked. After returning home, he locked himself in his room for a whole day.

He huddled helplessly under the covers, not knowing what to do.

Chu Zhouyan was also shocked, but he was more worried about Song Yu, so the next day he opened the door and pulled him out of bed.

The young man's eyes were red, and his nose was also red, making him look pitiful.

Chu Zhouyan patted his head and said softly, "Perhaps it was a mistake. I'll take you to see Bian Han."

Bian Han was quite authoritative in this area; he had heard about him from the academy's teachers.

The weather was turning autumnal and not cold, but Chu Zhouyan put a coat on Song Yu. The coat belonged to Bian Han and didn't fit well, dragging up to his thighs and completely covering the young man's body.

Chu Zhouyan had only intended to ask Bian Han about the situation, but after hearing this, Bian Han remained silent for a long time: "You need to bring him over for examination."

Bian Han had arranged to meet them on the third floor of the research institute.

All the way, Song Yu was held tightly by Chu Zhouyan's hand.

When they arrived at the agreed-upon location, they opened the door to find Bian Han, dressed in a white coat, slowly adjusting his glasses. His gaze fell on Song Yu, and he gestured to the chair beside him, saying softly, "Sit."

Song Yu sat down uneasily.

Bian Han asked Chu Zhouyan for the test results they had taken at the hospital a few days prior, glancing at them.

"I'm definitely pregnant."

Song Yu's face paled, and she bit her lower lip.

Chu Zhouyan took a deep breath, his brows furrowing, the jealousy in his heart finally unable to be concealed: "Alphas can get pregnant?"

"Alphas do have reproductive cavities." Bian Han's gaze remained fixed on Song Yu's face, not missing a single expression on the young man's face, "They've just been unused for a long time, causing them to atrophy."

"An atrophied reproductive cavity, repeatedly filled with pheromones, combined with the temperature of the spiritual body, still has a very small chance of pregnancy."

"It depends on whether one has a fertile constitution."

Song Yu's shoulders trembled violently.

Chu Zhouyan lowered his eyelids.

In other words, this simply means that Chu Zeyan had marked Song Yu many times, and the high temperature caused the pregnancy.

His temples were throbbing, and seeing Bian Han get up and take Song Yu into the inner room for an examination, he immediately followed.

However, Bian Han stopped him.

Chu Zhouyan said irritably, "Can't I go in?"

"According to regulations, only the child's father can enter the ultrasound room." The man gave him a cold look. "Could it be that you are...?"

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