Chapter 2

“What are you sneaking around for?”

Qiu Yi stepped out of the elevator and immediately saw two managers lingering at the door of room 9901.

One of the managers hesitated, “Sir…”

“If you have something to say, say it quickly… Do you know what this place is?” Qiu Tian walked over holding an inhibitor.

“A guest just checked in, and someone downstairs made a mistake and gave them the wrong room card, they ended up with 9901’s…”

“Gave the wrong room card?” Qiu Yi’s expression changed slightly, “Did they go in?!”

“They went in…” The manager’s voice grew smaller and smaller.

Qiu Tian grabbed the manager’s tie, “Do you know how dangerous Lin Zong’s susceptible period is? It could be fatal! How do you guys work? Making such a stupid mistake!”

“Xiao Tian, let him go.”

“Do you know what gender that person is?”

“Judging by appearance, they should be a beta, but they also look like an omega…”

“What exactly are they?”

“We can’t tell.”

“Get out of here quickly, and submit your resignation along with your subordinates.”

“Yes, yes.”

The two managers left without daring to breathe loudly.

Qiu Tian looked at the inhibitor in his hand, then at his brother.

“Knock on the door,” Qiu Yi said.

Qiu Tian took a deep breath and knocked cautiously.

“Are you knocking for me to hear? Louder.”

He knocked three times, but no one responded, and Qiu Tian didn’t dare to knock again.

“Brother, what should we do? Could something have happened?”

“Lin Zong is a top alpha, during the susceptible period, his physical and mental strength, as well as desires, are much stronger than a normal alpha. Moreover, Lin Zong suffers from susceptible period disorder, he used to be locked in a secret room with a bite stopper.”

Qiu Yi didn’t say anything, a trace of worry on his face.

Seven days later.

The room was filled with the scent of alpha pheromones, so intense it was suffocating. Even though Qiu Yi and Qiu Tian were alphas, they felt a terrifying pressure.

Amidst the strong scent, there was a faint fragrance, like the smell of snow orchids, which offset the discomfort brought by the alpha pheromones, directly soothing the heart.

It took a whole seven boxes.

Simply terrifying!

Then, Qiu Yi’s gaze fell on the alpha by the floor-to-ceiling window.

Lin Chuanwu was bare-chested, with four scratch marks on each shoulder, oozing blood.

“Lin Zong…”

Lin Chuanwu slowly put on a shirt, draped a coat over his shoulders, lit a cigarette, and held it in his mouth, looking out the window.

A plane slowly passed by in the sky.

“Find that person for me.”

**

“Ladies and gentlemen, welcome aboard this flight.”

“We will soon be serving meals and beverages. Today’s main courses include chicken rice, beef noodles, and vegetarian options. Beverages include coffee, tea, juice, and carbonated drinks.”

“Please straighten your seat backs and stow your tray tables for service. If you need special meals, please inform the flight attendants. Thank you for your cooperation, and enjoy your meal!”

On the flight back to Beijing, two flight attendants were serving meals.

“Sir, hello.”

“Sir, sir…” The flight attendant called twice before the young man by the window opened his eyes.

He was wearing a shirt, with a jacket that only students would wear over it, a hat, and a mask, revealing only his eyes.

They were calm and gentle eyes, with clear pupils and thin eyelids, tinged with a hint of pink.

After taking the meal box, the young man spoke, “Could I have a glass of plain water?”

His voice was light and hoarse, as if he had no strength, or as if he had been ill.

“Sure.”

Three minutes later, Wen Yan removed his mask and drank the water in the cup in one go, but the discomfort in his throat did not ease, and his pale face flushed with an awkward redness.

Wen Yan put his mask back on, leaned against the window, and closed his eyes.

Wen Yan’s eyelashes trembled slightly.

And… those identical eyes.

Xiao Chuan…

Three hours later, the plane landed, and Wen Yan limped back home.

Wen Yan worked at a game company, and his place was not far from the company, in a commercial area in Beijing that was developed early, sparsely populated, with only towering buildings.

The community where Wen Yan lived had just been handed over, with few residents, making it very quiet.

Wen Yan returned home and went straight to the bathroom.

It was extremely embarrassing…

After cleaning up, he changed into clean home clothes and threw the clothes he had just worn into the trash can.

His entire lower body was sore, and Wen Yan could only lie on the bed, staring blankly at the photo on the bedside table.

The man in the photo was handsome and unruly, with extremely deep eyes, holding a basketball, chin raised, smiling at the camera.

“Xiao Chuan…”