“Hey, where’s my phone?” Shen Nanxing glanced at Shen Chuanqiong, who was leaning against the window replying to messages.

Shen Chuanqiong frowned slightly. Not calling me ‘brother’ is one thing, but calling me ‘that bro’? What does that even mean? Besides me, his biological brother, does he have any other brothers? Absolutely not!

He took Shen Nanxing’s phone out of his pocket and said, “Call me ‘brother,’ and I’ll give it to you.”

Shen Nanxing responded half-heartedly, “Brother.”

Shen Chuanqiong wasn’t satisfied. “Say it again.”

Shen Nanxing furrowed his brow. “Brother! Brother! Brother!”

Hearing the repeated calls, Shen Chuanqiong was overjoyed. “Good boy.”

Shen Nanxing stretched his hand out. “Now can I have it?”

Shen Chuanqiong chuckled and handed over the phone. “Here you go.”

The moment Shen Nanxing got his phone, his mood visibly improved. He eagerly opened his novel app, scrolling through the rankings for some interesting reads. Soon, he clicked on a novel titled “Pretending to Be an Omega, Only to Be Locked in a Room by a Top Alpha.”

The title sounds intense… An ABO novel, full of drama and excitement, probably with some spicy content too.

Before long, Shen Nanxing was completely immersed in the novel. Meanwhile, Shen Chuanqiong, noticing how easily he was being ignored, felt a twinge of sadness.

Seriously? I’m his brother, yet I’m less interesting than a novel?

Just when Shen Nanxing was engrossed, eagerly anticipating the moment when the innocent Omega’s secret was about to be exposed, his reading experience was rudely interrupted by multiple WeChat notifications.

The Cat Owner: Xingbao, I miss you! Mua~
The Cat Owner: [Image]
The Cat Owner: I had a bowl of noodles today, so delicious it made me cry. What kind of noodles were they? Noodles that make me want to see you.
The Cat Owner: I made a mistake. What was it? Loving you to the point of losing my mind.

What the heck?

Who is this cheesy flirt? ‘Cat Owner’? I own a dog, okay?

Shen Nanxing was utterly horrified by the cringeworthy pickup lines. He furiously typed a response:

Dude, are you on 2G internet? These lines are so outdated! Who even talks like this anymore? Who the heck are you? If you keep harassing me, I’m calling the cops! Crazy! Block me and stop bothering me. 🙂

After confirming his relationship with Fu Zhiyuan, Shen Nanxing had changed his contact name to “The Cat Owner.” However, since his memory had reset to when he had just transmigrated, he had no idea he now had a boyfriend.

Seeing Shen Nanxing’s angry rant, Fu Zhiyuan couldn’t help but smile fondly, easily picturing Xingbao’s flustered reaction in his mind.

So adorable when he’s mad.

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I’m your future husband, Xingbao. We just had an emotional farewell this morning, and now you’ve already forgotten me? Heartless. You promised to treat me well after we got together.

Shen Nanxing replied instantly:

AAAAAA! So it was you, you pervert! What do you mean ’emotional farewell’? My brother literally kicked you out!

Annoyed, Shen Nanxing clicked on Fu Zhiyuan’s profile and changed his contact name to Pervert.

Pervert: So… you’ve lost interest in me now that you’ve got me, huh?
Pervert: Sad puppy eyes.jpg.

Shen Nanxing, satisfied with the new contact name, nodded in approval. Much better.

He even took a screenshot of their conversation and sent it back to Fu Zhiyuan.

Upon seeing his new nickname, Fu Zhiyuan chuckled softly. He’s really too easy to tease.

Just then, his assistant walked in with a stack of documents, noticing his CEO grinning at his phone like an idiot.

Wasn’t he acting heartbroken this morning, like his wife had run away? Now he’s smiling like he’s on cloud nine? Did Mr. Shen dump him? Is this… the aftermath of unrequited love?

Looking conflicted, the assistant cautiously approached.

“President Fu, here are this month’s financial reports.”

Fu Zhiyuan, still in a good mood, nodded. “Just leave them there.”

The assistant hesitated, clearly wanting to say something but holding back.

Fu Zhiyuan raised a brow. “You have something to say? Need another leave of absence?”

The assistant gave a sheepish smile.
“President Fu, look ahead! There’s no obstacle in life you can’t overcome!”

Fu Zhiyuan’s face darkened, and he replied coldly,
“Get out! And your bonus this month is canceled.”

I’m single myself, and yet here I am trying to play relationship counselor. What a joke.

The assistant was speechless. No bonus? Serves me right for running my mouth…

—

In the afternoon, Shen Nanxing underwent another series of tests. Everything came back normal, and he was set to be discharged the next day. During the day, Qiao Yun stayed with him at the hospital, while Shen Chuanqiong took over at night.

Just as Shen Chuanqiong entered the hospital room, Fu Zhiyuan followed closely behind.

Lately, Shen Chuanqiong found Fu Zhiyuan increasingly annoying. So as soon as he spoke, it was full of sarcasm.
“Running to the hospital every day—someone might think he’s your brother instead!”

He continued mockingly, “Hey, aren’t you a busy CEO? Why do you seem so free lately? Is the Fu Corporation going bankrupt? Can’t even find a single deal to close?”

Fu Zhiyuan, unbothered, stepped calmly into the room and responded with a straight face,
“Why do you care so much about me? Secretly crushing on me?”

Shen Chuanqiong was so disgusted he practically got goosebumps all over.
“I’m straight, alright?! Crushing on you? Did you hit your head on a door? Go to Dr. Chen next door and get yourself checked!”

Fu Zhiyuan snorted but didn’t argue back. Instead, he sat by the hospital bed and handed over a box of blueberry mousse cake he had prepared earlier.
“Xingbao, your favorite blueberry flavor.”

Shen Nanxing was completely engrossed in his novel and didn’t even look up.
“Just leave it there.”

Shen Chuanqiong seized the opportunity to mock Fu Zhiyuan again.
“Some people can try all they want, but our precious Xingbao clearly doesn’t care.”

Fu Zhiyuan’s face stiffened. His hands itched—he really wanted to hit someone.

But Shen Chuanqiong didn’t get to gloat for long. His assistant called with an emergency, saying there was a contract issue and the client specifically requested to see him.

“Xingbao, I have to leave for a bit. If you get sleepy, go to bed first. Also, don’t talk to strangers, especially those who look suspicious and creepy, okay?”

He made sure to raise his voice loud enough for a certain someone to hear.

Fu Zhiyuan’s face darkened again. Go work overtime already, loudmouth. If you manage to come back tonight, I’ll change my last name to Shen.

Shen Nanxing nodded repeatedly and even pointed at Fu Zhiyuan.
“Brother, why don’t you take him with you too? He’s been annoying me on WeChat all day.”

Shen Chuanqiong patted his chest confidently.
“Don’t worry, I’ll handle it, Xingbao!”

He grabbed Fu Zhiyuan by the collar and started dragging him toward the door.

Fu Zhiyuan easily broke free, straightening his clothes and saying seriously,
“I have a wife. Don’t pull me around like this—it’s inappropriate.”

Shen Chuanqiong rolled his eyes so hard they almost fell out.
You lonely king. Look at you acting all self-important.

With that, he left the hospital room first.

However, Fu Zhiyuan immediately closed the door behind him and locked it, leaving Shen Chuanqiong outside, fuming.

Because it was a hospital, he didn’t dare to shout loudly. So after a few minutes of weak knocking, he finally left, sulking.