Chapter 121 Do You Think It’s Enough?

Chapter 121: Do You Think That's Enough?

"Sorry."

Chen Su looked up at the Enigma, Zhao Jinzong. His chin was held tightly by Zhao Jinzong, starting to ache. He lowered his head and kissed Zhao Jinzong's hand, from the base of the thumb to the knuckles, then to the fingertips. Still unsatisfied, he simply put them in his mouth.

This was a gesture meant to appease him.

Chen Su wanted to make up for hurting Zhao Jinzong, wanted to make Zhao Jinzong happy, wanted Zhao Jinzong to stop working and stay with him.

Chen Su had already gone into heat before returning to the Zhao residence. After an alpha is marked by an Enigma, the alpha transitions from pre-heat to full heat. There is an essential difference between the two, and Chen Su had come to understand this well after becoming an alpha.

An omega in heat requires comfort from their alpha.

During pre-heat, an alpha's canines ache, and they want to mark a highly compatible Omega.

Skin hunger combined with heat made Chen Su particularly miserable now. Every inch of his skin desperately needed Zhao Jinzong. Even though his hands were restrained and he couldn't act wildly, he still wanted to tear open the buttons on Zhao Jinzong's shirt, to make it easier for what was coming and speed things up.

Chen Su kissed Zhao Jinzong's hand, growing increasingly bold and unrestrained. Zhao Jinzong didn't pull away, looking extremely pleased with Chen Su's behavior.

When Chen Su got tired, he leaned against Zhao Jinzong's chest and breathed heavily.

"Zhao Jinzong..." Chen Su moved his wrists, his voice almost pleading, "Hurry up and finish your work."

Chen Su was in great discomfort.

He was about to lose control. His wrists could break free, but he still followed Zhao Jinzong's wishes—to wait until Zhao Jinzong finished work.

Zhao Jinzong remained calm and let out a faint "Mm."

He allowed Chen Su to continue unfastening the buttons with his teeth. This time, Chen Su was much gentler, even gently kissing Zhao Jinzong's skin to comfort him.

Chen Su was gentle with Zhao Jinzong but not with himself. When his waist accidentally bumped into the desk, he only frowned slightly.

Zhao Jinzong's large hand wrapped around Chen Su's waist, forming a cushion of flesh between the blanket and the desk. It was a completely silent action that Chen Su couldn't see.

Zhao Jinzong was angry, releasing fewer and fewer pheromones to Chen Su.

The sparse pheromones made Chen Su's eyes look pitiful.

Why wasn't Zhao Jinzong giving him pheromones?

Chen Su's gaze became dazed...

Chen Su stopped kissing Zhao Jinzong and stopped unfastening his buttons. He simply buried his chin in the crook of Zhao Jinzong's neck. The blanket slipped off his shoulders. Zhao Jinzong tried to pull the blanket back over him, but Chen Su didn't want it.

Zhao Jinzong said in a low voice, "Chen Su."

"..." Chen Su released the restraint on his wrists, freed his hands, and wrapped them around Zhao Jinzong's waist. "I know I'm wrong for doing this, it's annoying... Zhao Jinzong, I just wanted to use my heat to be closer to you."

"Mm."

"Zhao Jinzong, you're really hard to win over."

Zhao Jinzong denied it. "No, I'm not."

Chen Su argued, "You are."

Zhao Jinzong was always getting angry. Chen Su couldn't figure out Zhao Jinzong's thoughts and could only rely on his actions to gauge his mood.

After a moment of silence, Chen Su said, "You haven't given me candy in a long time."

"You rarely do things right."

"..." Chen Su didn't understand what Zhao Jinzong meant. "If I do something wrong, you can tell me."

"Chen Su, would it be useful even if I said it?"

"Mm, I can change."

"You won't change."

"..." Chen Su said, "I can now."

"Alright." Zhao Jinzong put down his pen. "I want you to love yourself first. Can you do that?"

"..."

Chen Su was silent for a long time, thinking for a long time.

After an unknown amount of time, he looked up and said, "Probably not."

Love himself first? This went against loving Zhao Jinzong.

Chen Su probably couldn't do it.

If everyone had a ranking of importance, Zhao Jinzong would always be ahead of Chen Su.

Chen Su explained very seriously, "Zhao Jinzong, if I'm not a little nicer to you, I can't win you."

There are many excellent alphas and not a few omegas. If Chen Su couldn't show more than 100% sincerity, he couldn't win Zhao Jinzong.

Chen Su didn't know what his compatibility score with Zhao Jinzong was, but Lu Xun's presence was too frightening.

In the beginning, because their compatibility was high, Zhao Jinzong had written him a marriage application. Maybe Lu Xun would get one in the future too.

If Chen Su's love was too little, he had no chance.

Especially since soon... Zhao Jinzong would be returning to the International Federation.

Chen Su was too far away from him, and Zhao Jinzong was unwilling to give him his address.

Zhao Jinzong said in a low voice, "Chen Su, you don't need to chase."

Chen Su was stunned for a second, then said firmly, "I do."

Chen Su continued, "I was wrong before. From now on, I can chase you, please you, come find you no matter how far. Even if I don't succeed in the end, it doesn't matter. It must be because I wasn't good enough."

Chen Su looked up. "Zhao Jinzong, actually, as long as you're happy, that's fine."

Zhao Jinzong raised his hand and twirled Chen Su's hair. "I won't be happy."

If Chen Su did this, Zhao Jinzong would never be happy.

Chen Su smiled. "It's okay, I can make you happy."

Zhao Jinzong cleared the files on the desk, hummed in acknowledgment, and raised an eyebrow at Chen Su, waiting for Chen Su to make him happy.

Chen Su tried to make him happy according to Zhao Jinzong's preferences and habits.

Zhao Jinzong was in high spirits, seemingly amused by something someone had said, showing no signs of fatigue.

Until, Zhao Jinzong's phone on the desk rang—Chen Su glanced sideways and saw it was a call from Sheng Beiqing.

Chen Su's heart tightened instantly.

Zhao Jinzong frowned deeply, his handsome face clouded with anger.

The phone rang for a minute, then it stopped ringing on its own.

Soon it rang again, repeatedly—Sheng Beiqing called three times.

Chen Su was so shaken he could barely stand when the phone rang once more.

Zhao Jinzong wrapped one arm around Chen Su and answered the call.

On the other end, Sheng Beiqing's tone was gentle: "Jinzong, Happy New Year."

Since their last encounter at the Zhao family estate, the Sheng and Zhao families had torn away the last shred of civility, now at irreconcilable odds. Sheng Beiqing's New Year's greeting was utterly superfluous—no doubt it had a purpose.

Zhao Jinzong's voice was icy: "What is it?"

His commanding presence radiated an uncomfortable arrogance and pressure even over the phone.

Both Sheng Beiqing and Chen Su were uncomfortable.

Zhao Jinzong's hand stopped in front of Chen Su's chest.

Chen Su: "..."

Chen Su took a deep breath.

On the phone, Sheng Beiqing said with a laugh: "This private matter between you and me shouldn't drag the Sheng family into it anymore."

The Zhao family had been unwilling to jointly purchase the land with the Sheng family, and the Sheng family had dropped the matter, but Zhao Jinzong had no intention of stopping there. A year ago, Sheng Chenghua, whom Zhao Jinzong had brought into the General Bureau, was dismissed before the New Year.

With no one from the Sheng family in the Four Bureaus, their power had taken a serious hit—they were truly on the decline.

Sheng Beiqing understood that Zhao Jinzong was about to return to the Federation; ousting Sheng Chenghua was for Chen Su's sake.

With no Sheng family members in the Four Bureaus, even if Sheng Beiqing wanted to remarry him or approach Chen Su again, he would have to think twice.

This was a private matter between Sheng Beiqing and Zhao Jinzong—it shouldn't drag the Sheng family into it any further.

Since Zhao Jinzong had already decided to leave, why was he doing all this for Chen Su?

Chen Su gripped Zhao Jinzong's hand resting in front of him, eyes full of confusion. He didn't grasp the meaning of Sheng Beiqing's words.

Chen Su had known Sheng Beiqing for many years. Sheng Beiqing was a man who held grudges; during their more than a year of marriage, Chen Su never discussed his husband with outsiders. At one point, someone speculated that their relationship was a hollow shell and made advances toward Chen Su, only to become a target of Sheng Beiqing and forced to leave the capital for good.

Now, for Sheng Beiqing to humble himself like this and seek peace was completely baffling.

Zhao Jinzong smiled. "Do you think that's enough?"

Was the price the Sheng family had paid enough?

Power is hierarchical—whoever stands higher can apply pressure downward.

Zhao Jinzong's words were spoken to Sheng Beiqing, but also seemed directed at Chen Su. He didn't stop just because Chen Su tried to restrain him; instead, he leaned down, kissed Chen Su's neck, and asked softly, "Almost there?"

Chen Su: "..."

On the screen, the answer appeared to Zhao Jinzong.

Zhao Jinzong smiled and ended the call.