Chapter 59 Pretending to be A Day Fifty-Nine

Chapter 59: Faking Alpha Status – Day Fifty-Nine

Faking Alpha Status – Day Fifty-Nine

Chu Mo had never felt this nervous before.

The feeling of hanging in midair made Chu Mo instinctively grab onto Xie Songchen’s arm.

Xie Songchen’s arm was firm and strong, somehow making Chu Mo feel safe.

Wait…

This wasn’t the time to feel safe!

Chu Mo swallowed hard, his fingers tightening as he tried to break free from Xie Songchen’s princess carry.

Xie Songchen thought Chu Mo was about to fall.

The next second, Xie Songchen tightened his grip, holding Chu Mo even more firmly.

Chu Mo’s eyes widened.

His pheromones spiked wildly.

Chu Mo struggled to control his emotions, but his ears still burned slightly.

He stiffened nervously.

Xie Songchen held his breath.

His heartbeat accelerated uncontrollably, hammering in his chest.

The sound of his heartbeat blurred the line between dream and reality.

Xie Songchen hadn’t expected that Chu Mo, who looked buff, would feel so light in his arms.

Even his waist, tucked into his dress shirt, seemed slender.

Xie Songchen’s Adam’s apple bobbed.

At this moment, he only felt dry-mouthed and wordless.

The livestream chat went berserk.

Everyone had gone mad.

[Chat:] “Oh my god, the vibes between this golden-retriever jock and ice-king CEO?!”

[Chat:] “They’re such a perfect match! Why’d they both have to be alphas? *sobs*”

[Chat:] “OMG JUST KISS ALREADY!”

[Chat:] “Daring today, aren’t we? That’s CEO Chu—top alpha in all of H City!”

[Chat:] “Two alpha heartthrobs together? The tension could power a city! But why are they both alphas? The universe is cruel.”

Of course, Chu Mo had no idea the chat was drowning in a shipping frenzy.

Their chemistry was veering into NSFW territory.

He took a deep breath, trying to steady his voice:

“Hasn’t this gone on long enough? Put me down.”

Xie Songchen stiffened.

He wanted to set Chu Mo down, but his hands refused to let go.

The host, thoroughly entertained by the spectacle, had even forgotten to announce the end of the punishment.

Hearing Chu Mo’s voice, the host snapped back to reality and teased, “Looks like our little Xie really enjoys this princess-carry—he just won’t let go.”

The three other Alphas nearby glared daggers at Xie Songchen's hands.

Chu Yun’s expression turned thunderous as he said coldly, “Xie Songchen, put my brother down.”

Only then did Xie Songchen reluctantly lower Chu Mo.

Before releasing him, Xie Songchen detected something was wrong.

He recalled how Chu Mo’s body temperature had risen dangerously high while he was holding him.

Then, Xie Songchen suddenly noticed the faint redness at the tips of Chu Mo’s ears.

Xie Songchen stiffened again.

Chu Mo seethed with frustration.

He was angry at himself for losing control, at his rebellious pheromones.

Under normal circumstances, he could have kept his cool during such physical contact.

But as the suppressants wore off, Chu Mo’s omega instincts became increasingly difficult to control.

When Xie Songchen set him down, he even felt a pang of reluctance.

“Why did you hold me so tightly?!” Chu Mo snapped at Xie Songchen, clenching his fists and frowning. “Trying to show off your strength or what?”

“...Sorry,” Xie Songchen mumbled an apology.

He hadn’t realized Chu Mo would take it so badly.

Even his ears had flushed with anger.

Xie Songchen dropped his gaze, his tone laced with feigned innocence. “I was afraid you’d fall.”

The comment section went wild.

“Hunky athlete getting scolded by his older CEO—when’s the kneeling coming?”

“Little Xie, you hurt wifey. Be gentler next time, got it?”

“So sweet, saying he was worried about Chu Mo falling—I’m so here for this ship!”

(Note: In ABO dynamics, "Alpha" is capitalized when referring to the specific role.)

The host, reminded by the staff, exclaimed in surprise, "Holy crap, our live stream has hit 800,000 viewers! That's insane!"

The buzz even surpassed the show itself.

The host said in disbelief, "Is it just me or no one expected a princess-style carry between two alphas to attract this much attention!"

"What?!" Chi Cheng nearly ground his teeth in frustration upon hearing this. "So many people saw it??"

He looked at Xie Songchen with jealousy, wishing he had been the one to carry Chu Mo.

Zhou Jingyan glanced at Chu Mo and suddenly said to the host, "Can I draw an omega card too? I'm also very strong and can do squats while holding Boss Chu. It would add more entertainment value."

"Since it's an omega card," Chen Songxie interrupted Zhou expressionlessly, "then of course only I can draw it. I'm the only one here who counts."

The live chat erupted with speculation about these alphas' intentions toward Boss Chu.

"Is it just me or is Little Chi about to lose it with jealousy?"

"Zhou, he's your boss! How dare you say something like that!"

"That omega named Chen Songxie has been eyeing up Boss Chu the entire challenge round."

"Seems like Boss Chu isn't too happy about his brother getting manhandled, haha..."

"Everyone, calm down! Boss Chu is an ice-cold CEO alpha who only spoils his younger brother!"

The discussion grew heated, and the number of live viewers briefly hit the one million mark.

The producers never expected that a single interaction between Xie Songchen and Boss Chu could generate this much buzz!

After the challenge round ended.

The live stream literally blew up on the platform's trending list.

#XieSongchenPrincessCarriesChuMo#, racking up over a million views.

Many were drawn to the chemistry between these two alphas, wishing they weren't both straight.

In the villa room that night.

Xie Songchen quietly hit like on the video after scrolling to it.

After liking it, he saw the comments below.

The comments all claimed that Boss Chu was obviously a straight alpha, and Xie Songchen most likely was too.

Xie Songchen looked down.

He had originally confirmed that Boss Chu was a queer alpha.

But recently, Boss Chu had been acting like a straight alpha all over again.

Leaving Xie Songchen completely thrown.

Xie Songchen locked his phone.

Lying on the bed, he stared at the ceiling, unable to stop recalling the feel of holding Boss Chu earlier.

Xie Songchen had to swallow hard.

He closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

Why am I so pathetic?

Such a simple bridal carry had Xie Songchen obsessing over it.

Xie Songchen couldn't help thinking—

Chu Mo is a totally straight alpha; stop entertaining those fantasies about him.

In another room.

Chu Mo recalled the day's game, frustratedly tossing in bed.

He didn't like feeling this way.

When Xie Songchen picked him up, his omega instincts nearly took over.

Chu Mo couldn't help muttering self-disgustedly:

"So what if he's buff and good-looking? Why do all the omegas like him so much?"

Chu Mo's logic was simple:

In the novel, Xie Songchen was an omega magnet.

Chu Mo had unexpectedly differentiated as an omega.

So, as the suppressants gradually lost their effect, Chu Mo also fell for Xie Songchen due to the story's momentum.

Fucking plot.

That night.

Both Xie Songchen and Chu Mo stayed up late.

After falling asleep, Xie Songchen had a fantasy.

In the vision, it was late at night.

Xie Songchen and Chu Mo were in the CEO's office.

The office wasn't lit by fluorescent lights, but by a soft, romantic glow.

Chu Mo was a far cry from his usual composed CEO persona.

His jacket discarded.

The buttons on his shirt collar undone, his tie hanging loose.

Chu Mo perched on the desk like this.

Behind him was a floor-length window, the twinkling city lights visible outside.

His expensive dress shoes had fallen to the ground.

His toned ankles were wrapped in black socks.

This was Xie Songchen's own office.

But now everything had changed completely.

Xie Songchen's breath hitched.

His eyes widened involuntarily.

In his dream, Xie Songchen couldn't resist asking Chu Mo curiously:

"Boss Chu, I thought you were an alpha? Why have you become like this? This is too much..."

Chu Mo looked at Xie Songchen, his face turning red.

He gazed at Xie Songchen and spoke:

"The truth is... I'm an omega."

Xie Songchen went rigid.

In his dream, he felt himself drawn toward the desk.

His eyes could only focus on the man perched on it.

The office was warm, the heating cranked up.

But even hotter than the heating was the heat of their pheromones.

Chu Mo sat on the imposing executive desk, staring straight at Xie Songchen as he slowly said:

"You'd better do your job properly."

Xie Songchen swallowed hard.

In his dream, he heard himself say:

"You can count on me. I won't let you down."

Xie Songchen's dream spiraled into chaos.

When the secretary and the president worked together, the president was the one dishing out orders.

Just like usual, the president lived and breathed work, assigning tasks to the secretary:

"This project is going about this all wrong."

"The file you sent is too large. Trim it down."

"The depth of the project content is far from enough. Put in extra hours and dig deeper."

For the first time, Xie Songchen realized how demanding the secretary role was.

He was sweating buckets.

But there was satisfaction in the work.

Xie Songchen found a thrill he'd never experienced before in this job.

"Boss," Xie Songchen said, dripping with sweat as he worked on the project, "mind if I pull another late night? I feel like I could do more."

True to form as the boss, President Chu naturally lived and breathed work.

"Sure..." Chu Mo gently wiped the sweat from Xie Songchen's temple, showing boss-like concern for the first time. "Then let's put in some overtime and keep pushing the project forward."

Xie Songchen worked straight through until the sky began to lighten.

Suddenly.

Xie Songchen bolted upright from his dream.

It was already daylight outside.

His back was drenched in sweat.

The dream had been way too intense.

So much so that Xie Songchen’s lips parted slightly, his expression stuck in a daze for what felt like ages.

He swallowed hard, his heart pounding so hard he could feel it in his throat.

The sharp scent of wood hung in the air.

The moment he smelled it, Xie Songchen’s eyes widened in shock—

He'd leaked pheromones.

Xie Songchen’s ears instantly flushed red.

For someone his age, it had been a long time since he last leaked pheromones in a dream.

Generally, only young, hormonal alphas who couldn’t control their pheromones would experience something like this.

Xie Songchen never thought he'd be dealing with this again in his lifetime.

He hurriedly yanked off the pillowcase, pulled off the T-shirt he’d been sleeping in, and shoved his feet into slippers before rushing out the door.

Xie Songchen wanted to wash the pheromone-stained pillowcase before anyone noticed.

No sooner had he reached the bottom step—

He ran into Chu Mo, who had just finished his morning run, at the corner.

Chu Mo, not looking where he was going, plowed right into Xie Songchen.

Chu Mo hadn't slept a wink all night.

He had gone out early trying to clear his head.

He never expected to bump into Xie Songchen.

Xie Songchen startled, his hand twitching, and the pillowcase went flying from his hands, falling to the floor.

Chu Mo frowned. "You're overreacting."

Xie Songchen was too flustered to think straight, last night's dream still haunting him, unable to regain his composure.

Then Chu Mo went rigid.

Then he smelled it.

Wait, was that...

An alpha's pheromones?!

Chu Mo's eyes went wide, his own pheromones spiking uncontrollably once again.