Chapter 135: Malicious

Chapter 135: Malice

Song Yuqing: "..."

Song Yuqing slapped Pei Huai. "Qi Ran is more capable than you, and Qi Zhengqing is also more capable than you."

"Besides, scent isn't transmitted through kissing."

Pei Huai: "..."

Hearing the names of the other two alphas so abruptly, Pei Huai felt an inexplicable irritation. He wrapped an arm around Song Yuqing's waist and kissed him.

The hospital room door creaked open. Ye Siling stood outside. Pei Huai's colleague was about to ask Ye Siling if he was going in, but when he turned his head, he witnessed a scene he would never forget.

Pei Huai held Song Yuqing's waist with one arm—Song Yuqing's waist was so slender it looked as if it might snap under the alpha's thick arm. His dark hair cascaded down, lightly obscuring the pale skin at his waist.

It only accentuated the young man's dark hair and fair skin, his aloof and inviolable aura.

Yet this beta, who seemed too pure to even gaze upon for too long, was now being held and kissed by a man.

Pei Huai even wanted to lift Song Yuqing onto the bed, to have him sit on his lap while he kissed him.

As he leaned in completely for another kiss, Song Yuqing pushed Pei Huai away. "Stop."

His tone was flat, devoid of much emotion, only the corners of his delicate eyes slightly flushed.

Pei Huai didn’t understand why they had to stop. Was the kiss not good?

"Did it not feel good? Should I try a different approach?" Pei Huai stared intently at Song Yuqing, not wanting to miss the shimmering light in the young man’s eyes.

Song Yuqing: "..."

Song Yuqing lifted his chin slightly, indicating, "Your wound's reopened. Doesn't it hurt?"

Only then did Pei Huai look down at his injury. Sure enough, fresh blood was seeping through the bandage.

Pei Huai answered honestly, "It doesn't hurt. The kissing felt good. Can I kiss you again? Kissing you makes the pain go away."

Song Yuqing: "..."

Song Yuqing: "Lie down and stay still."

Ye Siling watched the scene inside with a heavy gaze. It looked incredibly pleasurable—so much so that just watching made him feel it, over and over, without restraint.

Just like that, he coaxed Song Yuqing into kissing him in the hospital room. Pei Huai was such a vile alpha, kissing Song Yuqing until his lips were red.

Ye Siling ultimately did not go in.

Utterly despicable.

Song Yuqing handed Lan Balun to Pei Huai. "I brought your son."

Lan Balun had barely been in Pei Huai’s hands for a few seconds before eagerly returning to Song Yuqing, coiling around his wrist.

Pei Huai: "..."

Truthfully, he didn’t really want a son, nor did he understand why Song Yuqing had brought Lan Balun over.

Bringing him here was just inviting competition—not only for attention, but Pei Huai felt like Lan Balun was tauntingly hissing at him.

Boasting about his skin-to-skin closeness with Song Yuqing. Pei Huai: "What are you boasting about? Just because you can touch Song Yuqing’s skin?"

"Earlier, I even held your—" Mom, and kissed him.

Before Pei Huai could finish, sensing Song Yuqing’s gaze, he immediately swallowed the word "mom" and abruptly changed the subject, blurting out:

"I’ve even licked Qingqing’s—"

Song Yuqing: "Pei Huai."

Calling him by his full name, not a trace of warmth in it, more like a silent threat.

Song Yuqing didn’t understand how Pei Huai could be so shameless, saying whatever popped into his head without any restraint.

Is this the difference between shameless people and decent people?

System 88: "Yeah, raunchy talk is such a turn-on."

The more Song Yuqing forbade it, the colder his attitude, the more it made people want to mutter dirty things in his ear, trying to see even a hint of shyness on his face.

Of course, they never saw it, but getting Song Yuqing’s cold stare was thrilling too.

Just like now.

Song Yuqing stared coldly at System 88. System 88 swallowed hard. "Qingqing, I want to lick you too."

Qingqing’s scent is fragrant and sweet.

Song Yuqing cracked his eyelids open. "Shut up."

88 immediately shut up. Pei Huai also closed his mouth. At this moment, Pei Huai and System 88 were thinking almost the same thing—except one was just a system with no practical experience, and the other was an alpha who'd been around.

Anyway, he had licked him—he had licked everywhere. If Song Yuqing wouldn’t let him say it, he’d just think about it in his heart.

Song Yuqing got flustered easily, and when embarrassed, he’d put on a cold face and tell people to shut up.

Who had such an adorable wife? Oh, his.

"Qingqing, I like you so much." Pei Huai held back for a moment but couldn’t resist, staring at Song Yuqing as he spoke.

Song Yuqing was thinking about how to settle accounts with Pei Huai, this mutt who'd been spreading rumors everywhere, when he suddenly heard Pei Huai say this.

Song Yuqing turned his head. "Like me? So you like me, and that’s why you spread rumors about me everywhere?"

Pei Huai couldn’t immediately think of what rumors he'd spread about Song Yuqing. Meeting Song Yuqing’s amber eyes, which held a scrutinizing look, Pei Huai spoke without thinking:

"I didn’t spread rumors."

"That wife who got pregnant with someone else’s child and cuckolded you." Song Yuqing spoke unhurriedly, each word hammering Pei Huai’s heart. Pei Huai knew he was screwed.

"Oh, and also, you said you’d be willing even if you were cuckolded."

Pei Huai: "..."

"And you started rumors that I delivered a baby?" Song Yuqing’s hand rested on Pei Huai’s neck. His voice was cold and light, yet each word felt like a feather brushing against Pei Huai’s taut nerves. "Pei Huai, what were you thinking?"

"Hmm? Speak." The quiet question, that left his lips, had a strangely seductive quality.

Slender fingers wrapped around the alpha's throat. Pei Huai's throat moved reflexively, feeling a tingling sensation spread through his neck, and he pressed closer against Song Yuqing's hand.

The distance between them closed once again. Pei Huai's gaze unintentionally fell on Song Yuqing's flat, firm abdomen, burning with almost greedy possessiveness.

He hadn't even touched that place himself—why should a child be conceived and given life there before him?

"About the birth rumor... I didn't start that," Pei Huai said guiltily.

He just hadn't bothered correcting it. After all, once a wife is three months pregnant, isn't the next step giving birth? He couldn't just go around telling people, "Actually, I'm the other man, and my partner isn't pregnant by her husband," could he?

But now, caught by Song Yuqing, Pei Huai lowered his head like a scolded dog. "It's only circulating in small circles, isn't it? People in my position don't go around announcing it."

Song Yuqing: "..."

The logic is actually sound.

"If you don't like it, I'll go explain?" Pei Huai stared at Song Yuqing and quickly added, "If you don't like it, I'll make it clear. I'll tell everyone I'm the other man, and you're not pregnant with Qi Zhengqing's child?"

Song Yuqing pushed the snake Lan Balun toward Pei Huai. Pei Huai, who had just been leaning in, instantly backed away.

Song Yuqing: "..."

Song Yuqing: "What are you doing? Isn't this your son?"

Pei Huai's voice was muffled. "Yeah."

When he bought the snake, he quite liked it and even raised Lan Balun as his own son. But Lan Balun ran away and became attached to Song Yuqing, which made Pei Huai very unhappy.

He suspected this damn snake had an Oedipus complex, just like that cheap dog Qi Ran.

No father would like a son who covets his wife, right? It's only natural he doesn't like this damn snake.

"Take your snake to show your comrades—your son," Song Yuqing emphasized the words "your son."

Pei Huai: "...That doesn't seem right. This snake is over three years old. My son should have just been born. The age doesn't match."

Song Yuqing was somewhat impressed by this idiot Pei Huai. Even now, he was still hung up on the snake's age not matching.

"Then don't explain," Song Yuqing said, taking the snake back.

Pei Huai: "..."

Pei Huai panicked immediately and grabbed Song Yuqing's wrist. "I'll explain, I'll explain. Don't be angry."

Pei Huai still wanted Song Yuqing to stay with him for a while, but Song Yuqing had things to do and couldn't stay long.

The snake remained with Pei Huai. Song Yuqing instructed, "I'll have someone pick it up later."

"Explain it clearly soon. If I get any more weird messages, don't come back."

Pei Huai: "..."

The alpha waiting outside was going crazy. Why hadn't Pei Huai's wife arrived yet? Song Yuqing was about to leave. How were they going to expose Pei Huai's true nature as a scumbag alpha after this?

Song Yuqing left Pei Huai's hospital room and went straight to Ye Siling's room. After all, Ye Siling had been injured because of him.

"Still needing visitors even when sick? Pei Huai is just trash. A normal alpha can endure pain, but he has no shame, always clinging to Song Yuqing."

"Other man status, cheap behavior."

"Cheap dog, why didn't that bullet just finish him off?"

Song Yuqing: "..."

Song Yuqing pushed the door open. "So, a normal alpha doesn't need visitors?"

Ye Siling was slightly stunned. The vicious expression on his cold, stern face didn't fade in time, the malicious curses starkly contrasting with his composed features.

He would maintain an aloof, indifferent facade while spewing the most venomous words at everyone.

If he hadn't caught Ye Siling, Song Yuqing would have merely thought him cunning. But now, having caught him, Song Yuqing felt Ye Siling was also quite unwell.

Song Yuqing's lips curled slightly. "You curse quite viciously."

Ye Siling: "..."

All his words, all the carefully constructed cold exterior, all the malice simmering in the shadows—were utterly punctured by Song Yuqing's offhand remark.

Ye Siling's expression shifted, finally settling into its usual calm demeanor.

Song Yuqing was curious. "How do you usually curse me?"

Ye Siling: "I don't."

All his venom, all his resentment, were because Song Yuqing didn't see him, because Song Yuqing didn't like him.

How could he possibly slander or resent Song Yuqing?

Song Yuqing: "You don't hate me? Clearly, I'm the one who doesn't see your efforts, who doesn't notice you by my side. What good does cursing them do?"

Ye Siling lifted his gaze.

He met Song Yuqing's amber eyes, gentle and captivating, always deceptively captivating.

Making alphas feel they were unique in Song Yuqing's eyes.

Song Yuqing slightly lowered his gaze, long lashes casting faint shadows under his eyes, veiling the mesmerizing amber hue. "Will you curse me?"

Song Yuqing's voice was cold and devoid of emotion, as if he wouldn't care even if drowned in an alpha's malice.

Ye Siling averted his gaze. "No, you see me."

"I know," Ye Siling said, lowering his head.

He stayed by Song Yuqing's side, repeating the most tedious, mundane tasks, dealing with machinery day after day.

Not like Pei Huai, always on the front lines, always guarding Song Yuqing.

Not like Qi Zhengqing, providing the greatest financial support—their experiments required massive funding.

Not even like Xiao Jinshi, who, though twisted, brought novelty to Song Yuqing with his extreme personality.

But Song Yuqing hadn't completely ignored him, either.

If Song Yuqing truly didn't see him, he wouldn't have noticed when Ye Siling prepared to leave.

He just didn't have Song Yuqing's unique favor and attention.

Ye Siling's gaze fell on Song Yuqing's faintly red lips, kissed red by Pei Huai.

Ye Siling: "Can you keep me company too? You don't have to do anything, just sit here with me for a while."

Song Yuqing had just left. The alpha entered Pei Huai's hospital room, glanced at the snake beside Pei Huai, and couldn't hold back. "What is this?"

Pei Huai: "My son."

The alpha: "Oh."

The alpha couldn't resist speaking his mind. "You've really broken your wife's heart. Your wife said she'd bring your son to see you today, but now she's not coming. Brother Pei, not to be rude, but you're really a scumbag."

How could Song Yuqing still not know Pei Huai's true nature? How could Song Yuqing not know Pei Huai already has a wife?

Pei Huai: "What nonsense are you talking? When did I break my wife's heart? She was just here, leaving our son to keep me company. See, I bought it, and my wife raised it."

Author's Note:

The comrade fell silent, stubbornly wanting Qingqing to know that Pei Huai is a scummy alpha.

Pei Dog: My wife is Song Qingqing! Wife, wife, wife!!! [Heart eyes][Heart eyes][Heart eyes]

Song Qingqing: ...That's not true. [Shrugs]

Comrade: If you two are married, then what am I? [Clown]