Seventeenth Day of Pretending to Be an Alpha

Illusion. It must be an illusion. 

Chu Mo thought to himself, the reason Xie Songchen wanted to compete with Chi Cheng was because they both liked Chu Yun. Isn’t it typical for rivals in love to compete in everything? 

With this thought, Chu Mo felt that Xie Songchen’s problem was explained. 

“I don’t trust you, and I don’t trust Chi Cheng either,” Chu Mo snapped back to reality, speaking in a detached tone, “Also, being sick is no big deal to me.” 

Hearing Chu Mo say he didn’t trust him, Xie Songchen’s face turned a bit sour. But when he heard Chu Mo say he didn’t trust Chi Cheng either, his expression softened a bit. 

At this moment, Zhou Ming, who was standing nearby and felt ignored by the two, couldn’t help but feel a bit embarrassed. 

Clearly, it was a game for three people, yet he couldn’t even have a name. 

“President Chu,” Zhou Ming stepped forward with a refined smile, “Although I lost to you in the game, I had a great time. I wonder if I have the honor to invite you for a round of golf this weekend?” 

As he spoke, Zhou Ming glanced at Xie Songchen with a mocking tone, “Golf should be more niche than archery.” 

The implication was that an alpha from the lower social strata like Xie Songchen might know archery, but definitely wouldn’t know how to play golf. 

Xie Songchen seemed indifferent to Zhou Ming’s mockery. He simply said, “President Zhou, you lost,” to remind Zhou Ming not to forget the bet. 

Zhou Ming’s smile froze for a second. 

He was still unwilling to give up, stepping forward to look at Chu Mo and said, “President Chu, I often see you online, I’ve long admired your name, please give me this opportunity.” 

Chu Mo waved his hand, “President Zhou, I don’t have time on weekends lately, let’s talk about it another day if there’s a chance.” 

Saying this, Chu Mo was about to turn and leave. 

The next second, Zhou Ming suddenly grabbed his wrist, “President Chu, I…” 

Before he could finish his sentence. 

A tall figure blocked in front of Chu Mo, a large hand pressed on Zhou Ming’s shoulder, and forcefully pushed him away. 

Zhou Ming staggered, almost falling to the ground. 

He was instantly furious, wanting to teach the person who pushed him a lesson. 

But when Zhou Ming saw Xie Songchen’s expression, he suddenly felt a chill down his spine. 

Xie Songchen stood in front of Chu Mo, his eyes cold and sharp, his whole demeanor exuding a dangerous aura. 

At this moment, the tall alpha in front of him didn’t look like a secretary, but more like a bodyguard. 

Chu Mo stared blankly at the back blocking him. 

Xie Songchen’s actions were so quick that he didn’t even see them clearly. 

“President Zhou,” Xie Songchen’s icy voice came, “show some respect.” 

He had his back to Chu Mo, so Chu Mo couldn’t see his expression. 

Even so, Chu Mo could still feel the bone-chilling aura emanating from Xie Songchen. 

Zhou Ming was so frightened by Xie Songchen that he didn’t dare to have any more designs on Chu Mo for the time being. 

Xie Songchen looked at Chu Mo, his expression returning to calm, “Let’s go.” 

Chu Mo snapped back to reality, his heart filled with confused and complex emotions. 

Why did Xie Songchen help him? Was it simply because Xie Songchen found Zhou Ming annoying? 

Chu Mo left the manor with confusion. 

After the two left. 

Zhou Ming felt a bit scared, but also felt a bit cowardly. 

The more Zhou Ming thought about it, the angrier he got, and he couldn’t help but mutter under his breath, “Chu Mo’s secretary is like a dog.” 

And a fierce dog with a bad temper, ready to bite at any moment. 

The look in Xie Songchen’s eyes when he pushed him, and his performance during archery, made Zhou Ming think of one word: decisive. 

But Xie Songchen’s “decisiveness” seemed to only be triggered by Chu Mo. 

As long as it didn’t involve Chu Mo, Xie Songchen was like an iceberg that hadn’t melted in a thousand years, with no emotional fluctuations. 

If Xie Songchen really was a dog, then Chu Mo must be the one holding the leash. 

On the other side. 

Chu Mo and Xie Songchen were in the car on the way back. 

Regarding Xie Songchen’s earlier behavior, Chu Mo felt a bit worried—the main character’s temper was really too bad. 

In the original story, after being hit and tempered by Chu Mo, Xie Songchen’s temper had mellowed a lot. 

Otherwise, he wouldn’t have become a big shot. 

“You seem to have a big problem with Zhou Ming,” Chu Mo deliberately put on a stern face and said seriously, “But you’re just my secretary, you should ask for my opinion before doing anything.” 

Chu Mo hoped Xie Songchen could grow up quickly. 

Xie Songchen didn’t say anything in response. 

Chu Mo frowned, “What, are you completely ignoring me now?” 

“I understand.” Xie Songchen broke the silence, looking at Chu Mo, “I promise you.” 

Their eyes met, and Chu Mo actually felt a hint of sincerity in Xie Songchen’s words. 

He couldn’t believe it. 

He thought Xie Songchen would retort and go against him. 

“Good to know.” Chu Mo averted his gaze, speaking coldly. 

Suddenly, Xie Songchen asked, “Can you promise me one thing?” 

“You dare to make requests to your boss now?” Chu Mo sneered, “If you dare to ask for ‘being with Chu Yun’, I’ll kick you out of the car right now.” 

Hearing this, Xie Songchen suddenly fell silent. 

The scenery outside the window kept retreating at this moment. 

Suddenly, Xie Songchen looked away, gazing out the window. 

“Forget it.” 

Two muffled words came from his mouth. 

Chu Mo thought to himself, this kid really wanted to make the request of “being with Chu Yun”, luckily he nipped it in the bud. 

The car stopped at the company building. 

It was already late November, deep autumn. 

H City was a southern city, with ginkgo trees lining the streets. 

In autumn and winter, the ginkgo trees turned golden, and with a gust of wind, the ground was covered in golden leaves. 

When getting out of the car, Xie Songchen still didn’t say much. 

The atmosphere between the two was a bit cold, just like the weather at the moment. 

Suddenly, a gust of wind blew, and a ginkgo leaf landed on Chu Mo’s hair. 

Chu Mo didn’t notice. 

“Xie Songchen,” Chu Mo broke the silence, “you’ve been doing a good job recently, but you’re still far from being regularized, don’t think you’re safe.” 

“Is that so,” Xie Songchen looked at Chu Mo, speaking unhurriedly, “you seem more eager for my regularization than I am.” 

“Ridiculous,” Chu Mo frowned, coldly mocking, “if it weren’t for you being the project leader now, I could fire you anytime. Xie Songchen, an alpha like you…” 

Just as Chu Mo was continuously mocking Xie Songchen. 

“Don’t move.” 

Xie Songchen suddenly interrupted Chu Mo. 

Before Chu Mo could react, he saw Xie Songchen step forward, reaching out to his head. 

A large hand landed on Chu Mo’s hair. 

The sleeve of Xie Songchen’s suit was sprayed with cologne. 

It was a faint woody scent, not considered high-end. 

One sniff and you could tell it was the kind of affordable cologne a male college student entering the workforce would use. 

The scent of the cologne made Chu Mo stiffen. 

He quickly took a step back in resistance, putting some distance between himself and the alpha in front of him. 

“What are you doing?” Chu Mo frowned, hiding his panic well, “Xie Songchen, you’re getting bolder.” 

Ever since learning that his inhibitor might be failing, Chu Mo had become more averse to contact with alphas. 

Xie Songchen withdrew his hand. 

He held up a ginkgo leaf to show Chu Mo: 

“You had a leaf on your head.” 

Xie Songchen’s fingers were long and slender, with distinct joints, his skin clean and fair. 

In the sunlight, the golden leaf in his hand looked particularly eye-catching. 

Chu Mo swallowed. 

Just as he was feeling at a loss, a loud and angry voice suddenly came from the side: 

“Chu, Mo!” 

Chu Mo was startled, instinctively looking towards the source of the voice. 

He saw a silver convertible sports car parked not far away. 

A tall boy in a coat stood by the car, his face dark as he watched the interaction between the two. 

Chi Cheng didn’t expect to run into Xie Songchen and Chu Mo at the bottom of the Shengmo company building. 

For the past two days, Chi Cheng had been worried about Chu Mo’s health. 

After finishing work today, Chi Cheng specifically went to the pharmacy to buy a bunch of medicine and health supplements. 

All of them were for treating stomach issues and good for the digestive system, filling a whole bag. 

The pharmacist couldn’t help but ask, “Young man, what’s wrong with your stomach?” 

Chi Cheng “Oh”ed and replied, “It’s nothing, just that my friend’s stomach isn’t good.” 

Pharmacist: “You don’t need to buy so much…” 

It didn’t look like he was buying medicine, more like he was raiding a supermarket for snacks. 

But Chi Cheng said, “If he can’t finish them, he can keep them for later. That guy is always busy and never eats on time.” 

After buying the medicine, Chi Cheng personally drove to the bottom of Shengmo, just to hand these medicines and supplements to Chu Mo himself. 

After all, Chu Mo had forgiven him for what he did when they were kids, so he should act more mature. 

Who knew, as soon as Chi Cheng arrived at the bottom of Shengmo, he would witness this scene. 

The tall alpha secretary carefully reaching out to remove a ginkgo leaf from the boss’s hair. 

The wind blew, gently swaying the ginkgo tree. 

The two stood very close, under the ginkgo tree, like a scene from a drama. 

At this moment, a flurry of falling leaves made the scene even more beautiful. 

Chi Cheng walked over with a dark face. 

“What are you two acting out?” Chi Cheng’s fingers tightened, sourly questioning, “A drama about a male secretary and a domineering CEO? The genders don’t seem quite right, do they?” 

Faced with Chi Cheng’s three consecutive questions, Chu Mo found it amusing, “Chi Cheng, what are you talking about?” 

Xie Songchen, on the other hand, remained very calm, looking at Chi Cheng and politely asking, “I’m playing the male lead, what does President Chi want to play?” 

It seemed to mock Chi Cheng as a supporting character, like a third wheel in this scene. 

Chi Cheng was instantly infuriated. 

He was about to argue with Xie Songchen when he suddenly remembered he had decided to “turn over a new leaf.” 

So he gritted his teeth and coldly said, “Focus more on your work, and less on checking if the boss has leaves in his hair!” 

Saying this, Chi Cheng coldly handed the bag of medicine to Chu Mo, “Here you go.” 

Chu Mo was taken aback, “What’s this?” 

“Medicine I bought for you,” Chi Cheng, though sulking, was still concerned about Chu Mo’s stomach issues, “Keep it in your office, so you don’t forget to take it.” 

“Chi Cheng, are you out of your mind?” Chu Mo’s eyelid twitched, “Why did you buy so many supplements? They’re all for old people.” 

Chi Cheng: “…” 

He hadn’t noticed these supplements had an age distinction. 

“Ahem,” Chi Cheng awkwardly coughed twice, “You’re older than me, taking some age-appropriate supplements shouldn’t be a problem, right?” 

“Looks like President Chi needs supplements more,” Xie Songchen suddenly spoke, with a hint of mockery in his tone, “I recommend—Brain Platinum.”