Chapter 6

The anniversary celebration of Mingyang was held at the Han Mo Hotel. The entrance of the hotel was decorated with lights and colors, no different from a wedding. Wen Yan handed his invitation to the staff and walked into the venue.

In the center of the venue was a huge screen playing a video about Mingyang’s corporate culture. The seats below were all empty as the celebration hadn’t officially started yet. Wen Yan walked over to the food area, ate some fruit, and then found his seat to sit down.

At such celebrations, it’s usually required for the higher-ups to give speeches, so Wen Yan wasn’t in a hurry to meet Liu Feng. He opened his laptop and began modifying the PPT he would use later.

Perhaps because he grew up in a noisy environment, Wen Yan had developed a habit of concentrating better in noisy settings.

Wen Yan focused intently on the screen, his slender fingers flying across the keyboard. He sat upright, and from a distance, he looked like a standard young talent, very elegant and charming.

Lin Chuanwu stood on the second floor, his gaze like a high-precision focusing instrument locked onto Wen Yan. He subtly pressed his eyebrows and lit a cigarette.

Qiu Yi and Qiu Tian observed his expression, and after catching the change in his eyes, they immediately led a few people downstairs.

The corporate promotional video on the screen suddenly stopped, replaced by the crisp voice of a female host. Wen Yan looked up and realized that at some point, the seats around him had filled up.

The anniversary celebration had officially begun.

At this moment, a commotion came from behind. Wen Yan turned around to see several men in suits walking towards him.

“What’s happening? Are they arresting someone?”

“Looks like it.”

There were whispers around.

A few faces flashed by, and Wen Yan immediately recognized Qiu Yi. He tensed up, but after a brief moment of surprise, he quickly calmed down.

The other party wasn’t an ordinary person but a powerful figure in Beijing. Finding out who he was or who he wanted to meet was very easy for them.

Wen Yan closed his laptop.

There were no people from their side on the stage, so Wen Yan quickly left from the front.

The stage was set up in the middle of the hotel lobby, and behind the stage was a corridor leading to the emergency exit. Wen Yan walked quickly down the corridor, with four men in suits closely following behind.

If last time Wen Yan wasn’t sure if the man was looking for him, this time he was very certain.

Wen Yan had read reports about that alpha. He was very capable and ruthless; otherwise, he wouldn’t have taken over such a large industry of the Lin Group at such a young age.

The other party was likely looking for him to silence him… After all, having a relationship with a commoner would be a laughingstock for someone of such noble status.

The emergency exit door was locked. Wen Yan tried several times, but the door still wouldn’t open, and he began to sweat.

The emergency exit was at the corner of the corridor, and next to it was a dead end. He had nowhere to hide.

The footsteps were getting closer, and Wen Yan remembered a news story about the Lin family. A female omega claimed to be pregnant with the Lin family’s eldest son’s child, and soon after, the female omega disappeared. He still had things to accomplish, at least for now…

Just as Wen Yan’s mind was racing, the door next to the emergency exit opened, and he was pulled into the room by the waist.

Once inside, Wen Yan didn’t have time to turn around before he was pressed against the door from behind. His face was against the door, unable to see the other person, but he could feel the other’s exceptionally tall figure and overwhelming strength.

It seemed to be an S-class alpha…

The chaotic footsteps outside gradually faded away—they were gone.

“Thank you, they’ve left…” Wen Yan softly expressed his gratitude.

After thanking him, the other person still didn’t let go, pressing Wen Yan tightly with his strong body, giving the illusion that his ribs might break…

“Are you an employee of Mingyang Company? I came to your company today to discuss a collaboration with President Liu, and the appointed time is almost here… Can you give me your contact information? Once I’m done, I’ll personally thank you.”

Wen Yan spoke softly, his voice naturally gentle, giving a motherly warmth no matter how loud he spoke.

He took a deep breath of the young man’s fresh scent, and the headache that had tormented him for years indeed eased a lot.

Instead of answering, he asked, “Why are you running?”

“Swallow it yourself.”

“Because…” Wen Yan was about to explain when he suddenly froze…

That voice…

Wen Yan’s face turned pale, feeling a sense of horror as if he had narrowly escaped a disaster, only to find the big boss right behind him.

“Let me go.”

“Why are you hiding?”

“I… don’t know you.” Wen Yan lowered his eyes in embarrassment.

Lin Chuanwu’s breathing deepened.

“You may not know me, but it should be familiar.” His knee pressed in.

Wen Yan’s ears instantly turned red. Deep down, he was rooted in the conservatism of a scholar, and most people around him were polite and courteous. He had never encountered someone like this and didn’t know how to handle it. He had to admit, “That day, I went into the wrong room. I’m really sorry.”

Lin Chuanwu released his hand, intending to turn him around for a good look, but then the door was knocked.

“Mr. Lin, Mr. Lin…” Liu Feng called cautiously from outside.

Wen Yan began to struggle with all his might.

Lin Chuanwu let him go, a hint of anger flashing between his brows.

When Wen Yan came out, he saw Liu Feng, followed by Qiu Yi and another man who looked very similar to him, likely all subordinates of the alpha.

He instantly understood that they knew he had entered the room.

Chasing him wasn’t the goal; getting him into the room was.

Wen Yan’s long lashes drooped.

Lin Chuanwu also tidied his clothes and came out, glancing at Liu Feng.

Liu Feng’s legs trembled, and under his fierce gaze, he glanced at Wen Yan. Seeing that Wen Yan was fine except for a slightly flushed face, he was relieved.

Lin Chuanwu’s image in the outside world was that of a brutal tyrant, and no one wasn’t afraid of him. Liu Feng was, of course, also afraid, but he had a bit of conscience and couldn’t let him harm the country’s young talents!

“President Liu, are you done?” Wen Yan had already returned to his calm work demeanor.

“Yes, I’m done. Let’s go to the company and discuss the collaboration…” Liu Feng wiped his sweat.

Half an hour later, Wen Yan was sitting in Liu Feng’s office.

Liu Feng seemed to be an entrepreneur who liked Zen, as his office was decorated with a lot of ambiance. In such an environment, one should feel comfortable, but when Wen Yan opened his laptop, his fingertips turned slightly white.

Liu Feng also nervously poured tea outside the cup, wanting to scream from the burn but quickly covering his mouth.

“I’m here, I hope I won’t disturb you.” The alpha, whose style was similar to a tyrant, suddenly asked from the main seat.

“No, not at all,” Liu Feng quickly replied.

Lin Chuanwu then focused his gaze on Wen Yan.

Wen Yan lowered his eyes, “…Please go ahead.”

To gain the favor of investors, you need to let them know what makes your product different from others, its market competitiveness, and the potential benefits. Once these questions are sorted out, introducing your product to capital becomes easy.

Wen Yan wasn’t someone who was particularly eloquent, but he could explain things clearly.

His face was serious as he spoke, exuding both the gentle aura of a scholar and the charm of someone focused on their work.

“Besides giving players a sense of satisfaction, we also hope to provide a… shocking experience when they complete the game,” Wen Yan paused.

It wasn’t because he was nervous, but because the presence of a certain gaze was too strong.

It completely disregarded social distance, being straightforward and blatant.

When he spoke, the gaze was glued to his lips, and when he moved the mouse, it was glued to his fingers.

So unrestrained, Wen Yan felt like a puppet unable to move, being caressed by the gaze, leaving a burning temperature…

Wen Yan was someone who was very focused on work, but at this moment, he didn’t know how to handle it, so he picked up the teacup in front of him. However, before the cup reached his lips, it spilled, soaking his… chest.

The gaze pounced like a hyena…

The heat reminded Wen Yan of… shameful scenes. In such a setting, his mind conjured up nearly absurd thoughts, and his ears turned red. He stood up, somewhat flustered.

“Sorry, I need to go to the restroom to handle this.”

Wen Yan washed his face, but his face was still burning. For the first time, he felt ashamed of his excellent memory, almost lacking the courage to return to the office.

This thought only lasted a second before Wen Yan suppressed it. He adjusted his mood and then walked out.

Unexpectedly, the alpha was standing at the door.

The alpha was tall, handsome, and cold. Because of his noble status, even his words sounded like commands, “Put it on.”

A coat was handed over.

Wen Yan’s long lashes drooped, standing still, not taking it.

“I’m just a beta. I won’t… get pregnant, nor will I use it to blackmail you.”

In Wen Yan’s view, the other party might be worried that he would expose the absurd events of those days.

The alpha took a few steps forward, “How do you know you won’t get pregnant?”

The focus of the conversation wasn’t on pregnancy. The young man’s ears turned slightly red, “…Because I’m a beta.”

“If I really did… get pregnant, I would get rid of it.”

Lin Chuanwu scrutinized his face, remaining silent for a moment.

“Put on the coat.”

Lin Chuanwu looked at the full curve, his voice unconsciously deepening, “Don’t wear such clothes again.”

Wen Yan wore… Lin Chuanwu’s coat into the office. Liu Feng mistook him for Lin Chuanwu at first glance, almost falling off his chair in fright. Once he realized, he breathed a sigh of relief.

“Did he leave?”

Wen Yan nodded.

“Finally gone.” Liu Feng patted his chest, “I’m really sorry, you can see how scary he is. I didn’t mean to keep it from you.”

Wen Yan: “It’s okay.”

“Why are you wearing his clothes? Did he come to find you? What did he say?”

Wen Yan gripped the mouse, “He didn’t say much…”

“Then let’s continue.”

At three in the afternoon, Wen Yan walked out of Mingyang Company’s office building, personally seen off by Liu Feng.

“Engineer Wen, I hope we have a pleasant collaboration in the future.”

“Pleasant collaboration, President Liu.”

After bidding farewell to Liu Feng, Wen Yan returned to the company.

“How did it go? How did it go?” Chang Jing and Liu Ren gathered around.

Wen Yan smiled and took out the contract, with Mingyang’s official seal and Liu Feng’s flamboyant signature on the client’s side.

“We succeeded. Tonight, I’ll treat you to Japanese food.”

“Does that mean we can continue working on the game ‘Xun’?”

“That’s right.”

Chang Jing, in her excitement, noticed something off about Wen Yan. She observed for a while.

“Boss, why do you have an extra coat?”

As soon as she said this, Wen Yan’s smile slightly faded, and his eyelashes trembled.