A month had passed since their date at the amusement park, marking the official start of their relationship.

A month isn’t too long or too short—it was just enough time for Wei Jin to move into Meng Yue Sheng’s home.

Today was their 19th day of living together. Haha.

Wei Jin was still staying in the guest room.

Haha.

But being able to go to and from work with Meng Yue Sheng was pretty nice, Wei Jin thought tearfully.

One of the perks of living together was getting off work on time every day, and in the morning, they could enjoy fresh, hot breakfast together. If Meng Yue Sheng didn’t mind, they could even squeeze into the bathroom to brush their teeth together… What difference was there between that and sleeping in the same bed?

Hmm, no difference at all.

Wei Jin didn’t set an alarm in the morning; Meng Yue Sheng woke her up. Who could resist? Opening your eyes to your beautiful, fragrant wife calling you to get up—it was enough motivation to head to work.

After breakfast, Wei Jin would drive Meng Yue Sheng to work, then turn a few corners to drop herself off at her own company.

Though she was occasionally late, it wasn’t a big deal. She even used her break times to look over documents at work. If this had been the old days, Wei Jin would have proudly called herself a “model worker of the times.” But now—no big deal~ she totally deserved this.

After quickly finishing her lunch, Wei Jin planned to review the tasks for the next few days. That way, she’d have more time to go on dates with Meng Yue Sheng.

Qi Zhu was helping her out by going over things too, then trimming down unnecessary items from the schedule.

Next on the agenda was having tea with a business partner.

Qi Zhu had been waiting for a while. After Wei Jin finished reviewing and signing the documents, they headed out to a high-end teahouse.

Wei Jin rubbed her stomach—her lunch hadn’t fully digested yet.

But once she walked in, her face was all sunshine and smiles. Led by a server, she entered the room, where the pleasantries between the two CEOs began.

It was curious; the business partner wasn’t some old uncle-type.

He was a young, handsome alpha.

On his wrist were a few Buddhist prayer beads, and he was idly playing with them, exuding a vibe of being above the world’s concerns—a wise, enlightened master.

The teahouse was filled with the soothing fragrance of tea. After the formalities, Wei Jin and he began talking about company plans. The conversation was relaxed and smooth.

Wei Jin hadn’t felt this at ease in a business negotiation in a long time. She even found herself sitting more comfortably, and she could actually taste the subtle notes in the tea.

Not bad, Wei Jin thought as she sipped her tea.

And in the next moment, everything shattered.

The business partner asked her, “Interested in dating an alpha?”

His gaze was direct, clearly signaling: “Yes, you. Would you like to date me?”

Hah… hah…

Suddenly, the tea didn’t taste so good anymore. All that was left was bitterness.

Wait a minute, dude! I came to talk business, and you’re trying to hit on me? That’s not happening, absolutely not!

“You might not know, but I already have a partner, and we’re actually preparing for our wedding,” Wei Jin smiled, but it was the fakest smile ever.

“Ah… is that so? Not even a little chance left?” The man leisurely poured himself another cup of tea.

“Haha… of course not. I love my partner deeply, and I won’t be developing feelings for anyone else…” Wei Jin set her cup down, not interested in drinking anymore. She gestured for Qi Zhu to hand her coat, “Looks like we won’t be making a deal this time, Mr. Qin. I’ve got another meeting coming up, so I won’t take up any more of your time. Let’s collaborate another time if possible…”

Wei Jin stood up, cool as ice, showing no further kindness.

Qin Zong chuckled pleasantly, his eyes filled with amusement. He didn’t stop her as she prepared to leave but instead casually said, “Actually, there’s another identity of mine I haven’t mentioned. I think if I told you, little Miss Wei, you’d definitely want to sit back down and finish this tea with me.”

Wei Jin glanced sideways at him, “Oh? And if I still don’t want to?”

He responded decisively, “That won’t happen.”

Wei Jin waited for him to elaborate.

Under her scrutiny, he finally spoke, slowly, “Otherwise, we could discuss my nephew—Meng Yue Sheng’s—romantic life and upcoming wedding preparations?”

Wei Jin shifted from side-eyeing to fully facing him.

Oh no.

She had thought she was being harassed at work, but in reality, she was being tested by her fiancé’s family.

With a swift turn, Wei Jin gently sat back in her chair and poured Qin Zong another cup of tea.

“My, this tea really is excellent, Mr. Qin. You’ve got great taste, even someone like me, who doesn’t know much about tea, can appreciate it. What an honor…”

A plot twist within a plot twist. A ray of hope turned dark again…

Help! After giving her future brother-in-law the cold shoulder, how was she supposed to salvage this relationship now?

“Uncle, what would you like to discuss? I’ve got plenty of time, so we can take it slow, hahaha…”

Qin Zong smiled silently and drank the tea she poured.

Seeing this, Wei Jin knew there was hope.

“I really didn’t know you were Meng Yue Sheng’s uncle and made a fool of myself…” Wei Jin laughed awkwardly, “But you set me up on purpose, too. I hope my response just now was acceptable, and it seems I managed to satisfy you. This was my first time meeting a senior member of Meng Yue Sheng’s family, so I apologize if I was impolite.”

“You’re taking this too seriously; I haven’t even said anything yet.” Qin Zong twirled the beads in his hand, still looking quite gentle, “I only came to discuss business by chance. I mostly wanted to meet Xiao Sheng’s partner.”

Seeing how serious Wei Jin was, he couldn’t help but laugh, “No need to be so stiff. We’re not that far apart in age, and we should have a lot to talk about. Don’t make me feel like an old fossil…”

“Haha…” Wei Jin jolted, her nerves on edge, “Is this the senior filter? I have no idea what the rest of Meng Yue Sheng’s family thinks of me. We only officially confirmed our relationship recently, and I haven’t met his parents yet…”

Qin Zong nodded, “The family’s quite happy with you. After all, Xiao Sheng likes you, and his opinion is what matters most.”

Then, with amusement, he asked, “Is that really how you address him—just Meng Yue Sheng?”

“Yes.” Wei Jin nodded.

She’d never called him anything else. His cool, celestial appearance made any sweet nicknames feel like sacrilege.

Still, just calling him by his name didn’t quite show their intimacy. Maybe she should think of a unique name for him.

With a thoughtful look, Wei Jin nodded, “Thank you, Uncle. I’ll figure something out.”

“When do you two plan on introducing each other to the parents?”

“That depends on him. But when the time is right, I’ll definitely bring it up.”

“Alright, it’s your decision.” Qin Zong looked slightly concerned, “My sister has been mentioning Xiao Sheng’s special condition recently, worried about his health. He’s been relying on suppressants, but they haven’t been as effective in recent years. I’m worried he’s bearing it all alone. If it comes to that, given your relationship, you can provide him with a temporary mark during his heat…”

Wei Jin instinctively touched the back of her neck. She’d been using suppressants too these past months, mostly due to work stress. She hadn’t even noticed any scent of Meng Yue Sheng’s pheromones, and he’d never mentioned his heat. He was probably even secretly using suppressants.

“Okay, I’ll keep an eye on him. If he’s willing, I’ll help him through it.”

In fact, Wei Jin was dealing with a similar situation. She used to need three suppressants; now it was up to five.

Meng Yue Sheng, being three years older, had developed antibodies three years earlier. His condition was probably worse than hers.

She would be careful not to let Meng Yue Sheng suffer.

Qin Zong seemed relieved to hear this. Now, Xiao Sheng wouldn’t have to go to the hospital for checkups during his heat. With an alpha by his side, his body would gradually recover, and everything would improve.

After discussing the important matters and some family gossip, the conversation wrapped up.

Wei Jin now realized that Qin Zong’s visit wasn’t really about business or even meeting her—it was about making sure Meng Yue Sheng could get through his heat smoothly.

With everything settled, the two didn’t have much left to say. Before leaving, Qin Zong chuckled and said, “You won’t tell Xiao Sheng about this meeting, will you?”

Wei Jin smiled politely.

Then, after work, she picked up Meng Yue Sheng and headed home. Cue the over-dramatization.

“Boohoo, I really didn’t know he was your uncle~ When he said that to me, my heart went cold. I was so scared he’d be unhappy with my answer and punch me. You don’t even know how tall your uncle looks standing up~” Wei Jin curled up in Meng Yue Sheng’s arms, gesturing with her hands, “I’m just a weak woman, how could I win a fight with him… so I just wanted to run away, didn’t even care about the business deal anymore…”

“Yue Sheng, do you think I did the right thing?”

“…” Meng Yue Sheng blinked. Did he just hear what he thought he heard?

Yue Sheng?

Wei Jin noticed his surprised expression and drew circles on his chest with her finger, “Yue Sheng? Does calling you that feel strange? Even though it’s not a pet name, it still doesn’t feel unique. I want to call you something special, just between us, okay?”

Meng Yue Sheng exhaled softly and gently squeezed her shoulder, “What do you want to call me?”

“Moon…”

Wei Jin listened to the steady rhythm of Meng Yue Sheng’s heartbeat, losing herself in his scent, whispering softly.

“Moon… my moon, mine and mine alone—my moon…”

His hand paused for a moment, his heart swelling, “Then that’s what you’ll call me.”

“I like it. It’s our special nickname.”

Wei Jin looked up at his chin, “Then you should come up with something for me, too. Okay?”

“Ah Jin?”

Meng Yue Sheng gently breathed out the name, like a soft breeze, like a lover’s murmur by her ear.

Wei Jin’s eyes lit up, joy spreading like sweetness through her. This name felt like it drew them closer, their hearts beating faster.

“I like it when you call me that, my little moon.”

Meng Yue Sheng was stunned, “Little Moon?” But why did hearing that name make his heart race so much?

Wei Jin leaned in, the faint scent of mint lingering at the tip of her nose.

Ah—she smelled it.

“Are you entering your heat soon?” Wei Jin asked.

Meng Yue Sheng covered the back of his neck, “No, still a few days away. I’m just happy, so a little slipped out, but I can control it.”

“I don’t want you to control it. Be happy, that’s all. I like the smell, it’s nice.”

“Mm.” Meng Yue Sheng lowered his hand, letting Wei Jin pull him in to smell and kiss.

The mint scent grew a little stronger.

“If your heat does come, don’t use suppressants. I’m here… If you’re okay with it, come to me. Alright?”

“Okay, I understand.”

“I heard that when pheromones are unstable, exchanging bodily fluids with your partner can help ease it…”

“Let’s kiss, my little moon…”

“I feel like I can’t hold back anymore…”

The faint aroma of rum swept over Meng Yue Sheng’s body, wrapping around him.

His glasses were set aside on the sofa.

A kiss landed at the corner of his lips.

Meng Yue Sheng arched his back slightly, kissing her softly. After a teasing lick from her, he opened his mouth, welcoming her tongue.

Their breaths intertwined, eyelashes trembling from the intimate sounds.

They only pulled apart when they couldn’t breathe anymore, a silver string of saliva connecting them.

Wei Jin gasped, tracing his brows with her finger, “Not enough—”

So Meng Yue Sheng bent down again, swallowing the words she was about to say.

Mint and rum mixed together, clear and intoxicating.