Chapter 28: Do You Like Jiang Yizhou?

Chapter 28 Do You Like Jiang Yizhou?

This tiny gesture made Qin Yan's eyes light up, gazing fixedly at the person in his arms, his heart racing.

Su Zhiyu... not only didn't kick him out, but actually shared the blanket with him?

Just thinking about it was enough to make Qin Yan want to laugh out loud, but he held it in, afraid of scaring the timid little bunny. He could only hold it in, but his body wouldn't stop trembling.

Which made the bed shake too.

Su Zhiyu couldn't sleep anyway, so he reluctantly opened his eyes. After hesitating for a while, he whispered, "Are you feeling okay?"

Do Alphas start twitching when they don't get what they want?

Is this dangerous for me?

Just as Su Zhiyu was thinking of kicking Qin Yan out, a voice barely holding back laughter came from beside his ear: "No, I'm feeling great."

"?"

"I'm not in pain." Qin Yan emphasized again, "I feel great, haha. Go to sleep, go to sleep, I'm tired."

Qin Yan closed his eyes contentedly, tightening his arms and pulling him even closer.

Su Zhiyu couldn't break free, but seeing that Qin Yan really wasn't going to do anything inappropriate, he gradually relaxed.

In the darkness, time ticked by, minute by minute, until he heard steady, even breathing from beside him, and the hand around his waist loosened, now just resting there lightly.

Did he fall asleep?

Su Zhiyu lay there with his eyes open. He should have been exhausted enough to fall asleep early, but he couldn't sleep at all, his mind full of Qin Yan and Jiang Yizhou from the past two days.

They ate together, chatted together, rehearsed together, performed together, took the stage together, and got teased by the live audience together.

Jiang Yizhou was also professionally trained, someone who loved to smile just like Qin Yan, and a very considerate Omega.

No, wait.

Su Zhiyu shuddered. How could he think Qin Yan loved to smile? Wasn't he more often sneering, mocking, and... grinning maliciously like he was watching a show? Did that even count as a smile?

"Su Zhiyu..."

!

Su Zhiyu didn't dare think anymore, his limbs going stiff. He didn't know why Qin Yan suddenly woke up, but he waited for a long time and only heard that one murmur, as if he had imagined it.

"Qin Yan?"

He almost called out, his voice barely a whisper. Once the words left his lips, he couldn't hold back those hidden thoughts anymore, and he blurted out the rest in a daze: "Do you like Jiang Yizhou?"

If you like him, then can you let me go?

But he waited for a long time and got no reply. He carefully turned his head to glance at Qin Yan. In the pitch-black night, he couldn't see the other man's face, but he could feel the warm breath even more clearly, right there, steady and gentle.

Oh well, he's asleep.

Su Zhiyu forced himself to close his eyes and tried to fall back asleep.

When he woke up, the space beside him was already empty. He reached out and touched it—it was cold, as if no one had ever slept there.

Last night... did I dream it?

Su Zhiyu rubbed his aching head, and his fingers instinctively went to the gland at the back of his neck. A new inhibitor patch was still firmly attached there.

He looked down, and in the trash can was the packaging of the inhibitor patch.

Last night wasn't a dream.

His heat had suddenly hit last night. In the middle of the night, he had struggled to find an inhibitor patch but couldn't. And then what?

Then Qin Yan seemed to have shown up.

Those scandalous and ambiguous scenes flooded back one by one. Su Zhiyu belatedly realized what he had silently allowed, and his already sickly pale face turned even whiter.

What's wrong with me?

Su Zhiyu got out of bed barefoot, without his slippers. He walked to the door and pulled it open.

The entire second floor was silent. Or rather, the whole villa was unusually quiet today. There would always be servants or the butler chatting away, unlike today—dead silent.

Is no one here?

Su Zhiyu walked to the railing and looked down from the second floor. Several servants were dutifully wiping the ornaments and sofas in the living room downstairs, but no one was talking. They were all quietly doing their own thing.

Maybe sensing the gaze from upstairs, the butler, who had been directing everyone, looked up and saw Su Zhiyu watching. He quickly waved and greeted him, mouthing, "Good morning."

Why isn't he saying anything?

Su Zhiyu pointed at his mouth, confused.

The butler glanced toward the dining room and mouthed a few words again, only a few, but they sent a chill down Su Zhiyu's entire body.

Qin Mo's back.

Qin Mo actually came back?

That was fast.

Su Zhiyu's expression changed, and he hurried back to his room. These past days had been too comfortable; he hadn't expected a month to pass by so quickly.

Meanwhile, downstairs.

The two brothers, Qin Yan and Qin Mo, sat across from each other in the dining room. Qin Yan absentmindedly ate his breakfast, eyelids drooping, looking like he hadn't slept well and had no appetite.

Yeah, he hadn't slept well.

Who knew Qin Mo would come back so suddenly, making him get up early in the morning.

"A-Yan."

Qin Mo set down his knife and fork.

Qin Yan raised his eyes, hummed in response, his attitude extremely dismissive.

This was how the original owner treated his older brother. In the original comic, this brother was extremely complex, but he was extremely good to his younger brother.

Yet Qin Yan was a typical rebellious child—throwing tantrums and causing trouble however he pleased, still doted on.

Sure enough, seeing Qin Yan's attitude, Qin Mo didn't get angry at all but smiled at him: "What's wrong? A-Yan has been looking down all along. Are you in a bad mood?"

Qin Yan pretended to be annoyed and leaned back: "Didn't sleep well, bro. Don't you have stuff to do at your company?"

"Nah, not really." Qin Mo pulled out a card and handed it over. "This is your allowance for next year—there's five million in it. A Yan, go buy whatever you want. This villa's a bit small, so how about..."

"I'm not moving!"

Before Qin Yan could even get over the shock of that huge amount, Qin Mo's next words caught him off guard.

In the original story, the host's brother also suggested moving to a bigger villa. The original owner didn't have strong opinions about stuff like this and just let his brother handle it.

However, after moving to the bigger villa, the distance to the Qin Group headquarters became shorter. Qin Mo visited frequently, which sped up the Omega male lead's turn to the dark side and hastened the Qin family's downfall.

Now, he wasn't about to move. This place was far from the Qin Group, so Qin Mo wouldn't be able to drop by all the time.

"Why not move?" Qin Mo was a bit puzzled.

Qin Yan quickly came up with an excuse: "I'm used to it here. I don't wanna move, and it's also close to where I film my show."

Mentioning the show reminded Qin Mo of what happened earlier, and his face slowly darkened. He asked, "A Yan, you can't ever go easy on people who try to hurt you. You didn't handle that well enough."

He was referring to the handling of Cheng Xiang.

With Qin Mo's methods, he'd never let someone off that easily, but Qin Yan wasn't him—he didn't have the same resources or means yet.

Qin Yan nodded: "I know. But I can't go too far right now. I won't just let it slide, bro, you can rest assured."

"Good to know you understand."

"Of course. I'm a Qin after all. Oh, by the way, bro, it's almost New Year. Where are you planning to spend it? Going abroad?"

Qin Mo shook his head: "No, I'll stay home with you. Let's go to the countryside together to visit Grandma."

"Okay."

"A Yan, isn't Zhi Yu living here too? Why haven't I seen him come down for breakfast?" Qin Mo casually brought up the other person in the villa, and Qin Yan's heart instantly leaped to his throat, though he dared not show the slightest sign of anything unusual.