chapter 10

Chapter 10: A Walk

He Yu Shen's sensitivity phase lasted two to three days. While he didn't constantly need Nan's pheromones, the ordeal left Nan almost bedridden.

On several occasions, meals were even delivered to his room by the butler.

He Yu Shen, choosing to work from home, refrained from going to the office until the sensitivity phase was entirely over. Only then did he return to his corporate routine.

The day the sensitivity phase concluded, as usual, He Yu Shen rose early, preparing for work. Before leaving, he glanced at the person still deep in sleep on the bed.

The peacefully slumbering figure, traces of dried tears on his face, nestled cozily under the soft blankets, only his head peeking out.

He looked like a delicate, drowsy little bunny.

Nan awoke at noon, his eyes puffy. He stared vacantly at the lush greenery outside the window.

After half an hour of gazing, he slowly got up. The skin peeking out from the oversized shirt was a shocking sight, revealing the intensity of the night before.

His legs almost gave way, threatening to send him tumbling. Stabilizing himself, he noticed the shirt he wore wasn't his own.

Frowning, he turned to the bottom drawer of the wardrobe, from where he chose a loose-fitting casual outfit from among several neatly folded clothes.

The shirt he removed was carefully folded and placed on the bed, awaiting collection by the butler for laundry.

Butler: "Mr. Nan, you're awake."

The dining room looked much the same as it did the morning Nan first arrived at the villa, with the butler standing to one side and Song Jing seated at the dining table.

Nan nodded in acknowledgment to the kindly butler before taking a seat.

To Nan's surprise, throughout the meal, Song Jing refrained from uttering any sarcastic remarks despite looking more displeased than ever.

[I'd like to go out for a while]

On this Friday, after having his meal and Song Jing's departure, Nan approached the butler, showing him the typed message on his phone.

"Today? Perhaps another day would be better, Mr. Nan."

The butler appeared hesitant.

Nan, looking puzzled, furrowed his brows.

[Is it inconvenient?]

Butler: "Today is Mr. Yan's birthday banquet. Given your relationship with Mr. He, you should both attend this evening."

Nan paused, taken aback.

[Are you sure I should attend?]

He found it hard to believe that He Yu Shen would bring him to such an event.

Wasn't He Yu Shen concerned about him causing embarrassment?

The butler nodded with a gentle smile, "Yes, Mr. Nan, you should attend."

"After all, Mr. He's wedding was public knowledge. Everyone is aware he has an omega. It would be impolite not to bring you along."

Nan nodded in a daze.

So, it wasn't that He Yu Shen wasn't embarrassed by him, but rather, given the public nature of their union, he had little choice but to bring him along.

Feeling trapped in the villa all day, Nan yearned for a change of scenery.

[I'll go for a walk outside.] Nan gestured toward the path leading out of the main gate.

After receiving the butler's nod of approval,

Nan took a leisurely stroll along the villa’s pathway. Although autumn had begun, the weather remained a touch sultry. Combined with his weakened legs, he felt fatigued after a short distance.

Coincidentally, he came across a wild sunflower by the path. He squatted down to both rest and admire the flower.

When his legs grew tired, he settled himself on the ground.

His movement was a bit abrupt, causing a twinge of pain. He eyed a large leaf from a nearby plant. After a moment of thought, he plucked two of these slender leaves. One was folded into a triangle and placed atop his head for shade,

and the other was placed beneath him.

..........................

“Deep, aren't we going straight to Yan's house?”

In the back seat of the black Maybach, the omega gazed admiringly at the aloof alpha beside him.

The alpha, engrossed in reviewing a paper contract, didn't even look up.

“We'll go back to pick him up first.”

The omega's expression turned rigid. Disdain was evident on his face, seemingly showing deep loathing for the person the alpha was referring to.

“But he can't even speak. Won't he embarrass you? If everyone learns you married a low-grade Omega, won't they mock you?” Song Jing murmured, frowning.

“Song Jing!”

He Yu Shen looked up, his face cold and displeased, casting a sharp glance at Song Jing.

Song Jing paused, yet still felt defiant.

In the past, whenever He Yu Shen attended any event, he only took Song Jing.

So, all of Song Jing's resentment was directed at Nan.

“Sir, shall I pull over?”

The driver interjected. Before He Yu Shen could respond, Song Jing, masking his displeasure, replied in his sweet, soft voice, “We’re not home yet. Why stop?”

This particular driver had previously driven Nan, so from a distance, he recognized Nan, lost in thought by the roadside.

“The young master is sitting by the road. Should we pick him up?”

He Yu Shen furrowed his brows, lifting his gaze and spotting Nan not far away, a leaf whimsically placed atop his head.

He Yu Shen: ............

Upon hearing the driver's words, the sweet expression on Song Jing's face could no longer be maintained. She coldly corrected the driver.

"Are you referring to Mr. Nan?" she asked, her tone no longer sweet and deliberately emphasized.

As He Yushen said, "Stop the car," the vehicle pulled up just behind Nan Yi.

The sound of the car's tires scraping the ground was loud enough to interrupt Nan Yi's daydream.

Wearing a simple sun hat, he turned around, meeting the scrutinizing gaze from inside the car window.

Locking eyes with He Yushen, Nan Yi momentarily froze, then felt a bit awkward.

After all, he was an adult. Being seen in such a childish state was somewhat embarrassing.

A rosy blush slowly crept up his face, while inside the car, someone stared intently at the top of his head.

"Get in," said He Yushen coldly.

After speaking, he looked down, engrossed in the contract in his hands, leaning slightly towards Song Jing.

Nan Yi removed his hat, placed it on the ground, and approached the car. Only then did he notice Song Jing, looking cold behind the engrossed alpha.

Nan Yi paused, then opted for the passenger's side, brushing dust off his pants before getting in.

With no one taking the seat next to him and no movement at the car door, He Yushen lifted his head in annoyance.

"Why are you so..." He was about to scold the torturously slow person outside, but swallowed his words when he noticed an extra head in the front seat.

"What's the matter, Brother Shen?"

Song Jing's arm was touching He Yushen's. Secretly pleased, she subtly moved even closer, deliberately brushing her head against He Yushen's neck as she spoke.

He Yushen moved slightly towards the window, responding indifferently, "Nothing."

Initially sitting at the center of the backseat, He Yushen now took a position at the far end, creating a noticeable gap between them.

Song Jing's smirk stiffened, and as she looked at the silent profile of the person in the passenger seat, she frowned in disdain.

When the car pulled up to the villa, Nan Yi was the first ready to get out.

An awkward movement made him pause, and he disembarked with an oddly unnatural motion.

He Yushen glanced at the eager figure in front. Not waiting for the driver, he too got out and caught sight of Nan Yi's stiff exit from the car.

Amused, he quirked an eyebrow.