chapter 3

Chapter 3: Nanyi is Targeted

Nanyi revealed his endearing smile.

Hand sign: "Thank you."

The butler responded with a warm smile, "I understood that one. But you needn't thank me; it's my duty."

It had been a while since Nanyi felt this comfortable around someone. He grew fond of the butler.

After a refreshing shower and changing into clean clothes, Nanyi, despite his aching legs, made his way to the dining table.

Since Heyu Shen had decided to keep him, he might as well make himself at home.

After all, he always felt invisible, whether at the Nan residence or the He residence, it mattered little to Nanyi.

"Mr. Nan, your breakfast is ready."

The butler attentively pulled out a chair for him.

Feeling unexpectedly honored, Nanyi quickly gestured another 'thank you.'

"What a mute!"

A disdainful remark came from a refined-looking young man seated nearby. Nanyi, accustomed to such comments, merely glanced at the youth, who appeared roughly his age.

Not angry, just curious about the boy's identity.

"Xiao Jing!"

The butler furrowed his brows and chided softly.

"Yeah, yeah, I got it!" The youth retorted, clearly annoyed. Before Nanyi could even begin, he had already started helping himself to the food.

"Why would you..." The butler started, his face etched with concern, but stopped mid-sentence.

Nanyi, in the meantime, began his meal, taking delicate bites.

In contrast, the youth opposite him ate rather unrefinedly. He sneaked glances at the more refined Nanyi.

Deliberately blocking Nanyi's chopsticks as he reached for a piece of chicken, he remarked, "With Shen not around, who are you trying to impress?"

Despite being accustomed to verbal jabs, Nanyi's complexion still paled slightly.

He looked up at the handsome boy, perplexed by the depth of the animosity directed at him.

The one named Xiao Jing cast a disdainful glance at Nan Yi, set down his finished meal, grabbed his backpack, and walked out the door.

Nan Yi stared at his retreating figure for a long while. By the time he returned to his senses and began picking up food again, the butler, who had briefly left the dining table, walked in.

Nan Yi turned to the kind-faced butler and began typing on his phone.

Each keystroke was accompanied by a frog's croak, a sound that Nan Yi cherished.

[Who was that young man?] He showed the screen to the butler.

The butler hesitated for a moment, "That's my son, Song Jing," he said with a troubled expression, "I've spoiled him."

Nan Yi was equally taken aback. He had assumed the omega youth was either He Yushen's beloved or perhaps a cousin. He never imagined he'd be just the butler's son.

"Xiao Jing has no filter when speaking. I sincerely apologize, Mr. Nan. If this happens again, I'll be sure to discipline him." The butler bowed to Nan Yi, who quickly rose to steady him.

[No need to apologize. Kids at that age can be rebellious. He'll mature in a couple of years.]

"I just hope he doesn't lose himself."

The butler remained deeply concerned.

Nan Yi, not skilled in consoling others, decided to change the subject.

[May I go out for a walk?]

Even though He Yushen had kept him here, he hadn't specified whether Nan Yi could leave the house. The sudden heat period from the previous night was so abrupt that Nan Yi feared something might be wrong with his health and wanted to get a medical check-up.

"Of course, Mr. Nan. Now that you're wed to Young Master He, you should treat this place like your own home."

The butler smiled, but Nan Yi's mood remained unchanged.

Nevertheless, he felt relieved at the freedom to leave as he pleased.

"However, please inform me before you head out," the butler added respectfully.

Nan Yi, who had already returned to his meal, looked back in confusion, then picked up his phone to type a quick message.

[Do I need to inform He Yushen?]

Nan Yi furrowed his brow in puzzlement. Back at the Nan family, he was looked down upon by Nan Zhi and his parents for being a lesser omega and being mute. Going out would only cause trouble, so he rarely had the opportunity.

During the holidays, he was confined indoors, but Nan Yi never minded; he enjoyed the quiet.

Thus, he instinctively thought He Yushen might resent him and prohibit him from leaving, fearing he might bring shame.

"No, Mr. Nan. You might not have noticed when you arrived at the villa yesterday, but because Master He's residence is quite far from the city, it's often difficult to hail a cab. If you wish to go out, I'll notify our driver in advance to take you."

Nan Yi nodded slowly, this was an oversight on his part.

[Could you kindly arrange a driver to take me out?]

Nan Yi didn't mention he was heading to the hospital.

"Of course, Mr. Nan. The driver is always available."

Nan Yi placed his hands in front of his chest, interlocking the fingers of both hands and raising two thumbs up in acknowledgment.

The butler chuckled heartily.

"Please have your breakfast first, Mr. Nan, it will get cold soon."

Nan Yi nodded again.

After eating, the realization of wearing his pajamas gave him pause. He surely couldn't wear them to the hospital!

The butler noticed his dilemma and approached, suggesting, "Mr. Nan, you could try on some of Mr. He's clothes if none of yours are suitable."

Eyeing Nan Yi's slender frame, the butler added, "Or perhaps you could first wear something of Xiao Jing's. You both have similar builds."

Instead of searching for He Yushen's attire, Nan Yi requested the butler to fetch casual wear from Song Jing's collection.

"Come with me upstairs."

Following the butler, Nan Yi was surprised to discover that Song Jing also lived on the villa's second floor. His room was spacious, and the luxurious clothes in his wardrobe astonished Nan Yi.

He Yushen seems to treat Song Jing very well, Nan Yi thought.

"Mr. Nan, pick whatever suits you, and I'll wait for you outside."

Exiting the room, the butler thoughtfully closed the door behind him.

Most of the wardrobe consisted of brightly colored clothes. Unlike many omegas, Nan Yi preferred subdued hues, like black.

Among Song Jing's collection, there was a single black T-shirt, which Nan Yi selected, pairing it with olive-green shorts.

He opted not to touch Song Jing's shoes. It was already impolite to wear someone else's clothing, and wearing their shoes would be crossing a line.

Noting Song Jing's impressive collection of branded shoes, Nan Yi couldn't help but silently admire them for a few minutes.

It was only when he settled into the car that he truly began to observe the passing scenery.

He Yushen's villa was located on a hillside. As they drove away, Nan Yi kept his gaze fixed on the European-style mansion.

Perhaps the affluent prefer to live in the hills.

Lost in thought, Nan Yi watched as the scenery receded.

"Mr. Nan, where should we head to?"

After a prolonged drive, the driver asked, glancing over his shoulder.

Nan Yi quickly typed a message.

Fortunately, the butler had briefed the driver about Nan Yi's situation, so he showed no impatience. Instead, he pulled over to a nearby parking spot.

[To a nearby hospital], Nan Yi had just typed when he noticed a hospital building across the street.

He swiftly added a note below his initial message.

[I see the hospital right across. I can walk there myself.]

The driver read the message on the offered phone.

"Let me drive you across, Mr. Nan."

Nan Yi shook his head.

[I'm a bit car sick. I'll walk. Feel free to take a break.]

[You don’t have to wait. I'll text when I'm ready.]

"Understood, Mr. Nan."