After a Real Person Plays the Protagonist of an Anguish Novel [Quick Transmigration] - Chapter 13

Chapter 13: Housewife 

Tang Yiqing shifted his body, and immediately felt that something was wrong. Just then, the person looking after him came in—a young Beta named Xia Ze, who had asked to be called Xiao Xia.

“Sir, here are some clean clothes. Do you need me to help you change now?” Xiao Xia asked.

Tang Yiqing’s face grew even redder. For some reason, his trousers were somewhat damp, perhaps caused by something before he had lost consciousness.

“Help me to the bathroom; I’ll change myself,” Tang Yiqing said.

Xiao Xia carefully helped him up, smelling a damp, daisy-like scent. His sense of smell wasn’t sharp, but he still caught it, and his face couldn’t help but heat up. From the first moment he saw the person on the bed, he could feel that this was someone who inspired a strong desire to protect.

Slowly, Tang Yiqing was supported into the bathroom. When the door closed, he felt the slightly lower temperature here and the clean air. He could no longer smell Shen Shuowen’s pheromones.

His mood quickly became anxious, as if he had entered a dangerous place. He was filled with a sense of insecurity, and his body began to feel uncomfortable, surrounded by a massive sense of emptiness. He didn’t want to endure this feeling for a single moment, so he opened the bathroom door just a crack, letting the residual pheromones of Shen Shuowen from the room squeeze in. But it wasn’t enough, still not enough… he wanted more…

“Xiao Xia, help me pass the suit jacket from the bed inside,” Tang Yiqing said, his voice somewhat raspy.

Xiao Xia quickly handed the suit jacket through the crack in the door. Almost the moment he got it, Tang Yiqing impatiently began to sniff it; only then did he obtain a small measure of satisfaction. At this moment, he was unable to think much, only knowing that this was the scent that could make him comfortable.

He didn’t leave that suit jacket for the entire day. Even when falling asleep at night, he would place the jacket beside his pillow. However, without physical affection, his own desires had no way to be soothed. After tossing and turning for a long time, his consciousness would suddenly snap, and he would fall into a heavy sleep.

The next morning, Tang Yiqing woke up in a daze. He felt his body was even hotter, with a sensation akin to oxygen deprivation. The red wine-scented pheromones in the air were very thin, almost undetectable. The suit was right beside him, and he pulled it to his nose, but the scent on the jacket had dissipated significantly overnight.

Tang Yiqing grew more and more miserable. In his delirium, someone entered—it was Xiao Xia coming to deliver breakfast, and he saw Tang Yiqing’s nightmare-like state. He managed to get Tang Yiqing to eat breakfast and then kept a close watch on his condition. When Tang Yiqing showed no improvement after an attempt to lower his temperature with medication, Xiao Xia realized he couldn’t let this continue.

It was now close to noon, and he decided to call Mr. Shen.

Shen Shuowen emerged from the research institute at exactly 9:00 AM. His face was pale and betrayed exhaustion. Extracting excessive pheromones through unnatural means had resulted in him carrying a very low, heavy aura.

He had arranged to meet Shen Mingzheng at the branch office here to hand over the follow-up of the acquisition case. Shen Mingzheng seemed to have arrived earlier than him, but the husband and wife seemed unaware that they were in the same city.

Shen Shuowen’s jaw tightened as he entered the company’s main entrance. People he encountered greeted him one after another, and noticing the boss’s poor complexion, they all sat up straight.

“Which meeting room is Shen Mingzheng in?”

The secretary immediately stepped forward to lead the way. Then, the meeting room door opened; Shen Mingzheng was sitting at the desk signing some documents. Hearing Shen Shuowen enter, he immediately looked up. Shen Mingzheng’s mental state appeared good, even carrying a sense of cheerfulness. “Big Brother.”

Shen Shuowen nodded and sat opposite him.

“Big Brother, did you not sleep well last night? You look a bit unwell,” Shen Mingzheng said.

Shen Shuowen didn’t speak, directly handing over the subsequent work. Seeing his heavy aura, Shen Mingzheng stopped making small talk and adopted a professional attitude.

The follow-up work was straightforward. Shen Shuowen had more important tasks waiting for him, and the stifling atmosphere of the meeting room eased slightly as Shen Shuowen stood to leave.

Shen Mingzheng walked over to him. He felt Shen Shuowen’s state was very abnormal and thought he might have some physical issue—after all, he had lost control before—so he wanted to show some concern.

However, as he got closer, he smelled a faint, lingering fragrance—the scent of Omega pheromones. Although the scent was light, one could feel that there must have been intimate contact to be stained with this much. Shen Mingzheng froze, then instinctively laughed.

His elder brother had always been indifferent to emotions; for him to have the scent of an Omega on him was an extremely rare occurrence. He immediately teased, “Big Brother, are you in a relationship lately?”

Shen Shuowen, who was walking out, froze. He turned back to look at Shen Mingzheng. Seeing Shen Shuowen’s strange expression, Shen Mingzheng laughed again and said, “You’re covered in the scent of an Omega…”

As he spoke, Shen Mingzheng paused. When he smelled that pheromone just now, it felt somewhat familiar, but he hadn’t taken it seriously. After smelling it for a while longer, the feeling of familiarity remained. He pondered for a moment, then had a sudden realization—it was very similar to Tang Yiqing’s scent.

He didn’t take it to heart, completely pushing the scent to the back of his mind. Similar pheromone scents were common enough; there was no way the pheromones on his brother could be Tang Yiqing’s. That would be an absolute fantasy.

“Did you have a fight with your partner? Why the bad look?” Shen Mingzheng said. He had originally thought that since this was his brother’s first time in love and he lacked experience, he could help analyze and offer suggestions.

However, he felt Shen Shuowen’s face grow increasingly dark. His cold gaze stared straight at him, making him feel a bit uncomfortable, even sending a chill down his spine.

Just as Shen Shuowen was about to speak, a call came in. He checked the number and answered; it was Xiao Xia’s voice on the other end.

“Mr. Shen, Mr. Tang’s condition is very wrong.”

Shen Shuowen’s expression changed. “What’s the cause?”

“It might be… I see him constantly holding a suit jacket and sniffing it. The pheromones on it must have faded. Now his whole body is burning hot, and he looks to be in a lot of pain,” Xiao Xia said.

“Fine, I’m coming over immediately,” Shen Shuowen said.

A faint smile appeared on Shen Mingzheng’s face again. He was certain that the person on the other end must be someone important to Shen Shuowen; it was obvious he cared deeply. So, wasn’t this exactly what being in love looked like?

After hanging up the call, Shen Shuowen heard Shen Mingzheng say, “Big Brother, if there’s something, go quickly. Don’t keep them waiting.”

Shen Shuowen looked at him, his chest feeling stifled. A surge of suppressed emotion churned within him. The person he was going to see now was his brother’s wife. He felt guilt toward Shen Mingzheng, but even more so, he felt anger at his lack of appreciation for Tang Yiqing.

“Did you come here from home?” Shen Shuowen asked.

Shen Mingzheng was taken aback, not expecting Shen Shuowen to change the topic so quickly. “No… no. I’ve been in C City for a week.”

“So, during this time, you haven’t seen Tang Yiqing once? Nor have you called to check on him?” Shen Shuowen asked.

Shen Mingzheng frowned, feeling that Shen Shuowen was being somewhat aggressive with these questions, but he was truly at a loss. “No. Why? Big Brother, why are you suddenly asking about him?”

“In truth, you don’t like Tang Yiqing at all, do you?” Shen Shuowen asked.

Shen Mingzheng never understood why Shen Shuowen was suddenly being so bizarre. Could it be that after falling in love, he had some views on relationships that he was projecting onto him and Tang Yiqing?

“Big Brother, affection isn’t something a marriage must have from the start,” Shen Mingzheng said.

“Since there is no affection, why don’t you divorce?” Shen Shuowen said.

Hearing Shen Shuowen speak so directly, Shen Mingzheng froze and then frowned. If it hadn’t been for Tang Yiqing getting pregnant back then, how could he have been allowed into the family? If it weren’t for the family valuing reputation and honor, he wouldn’t have married him no matter what. Furthermore, after Tang Yiqing married in, the family was very satisfied with him, and since he had a very enduring personality, no conflicts ever came to a head. Moreover, for the sake of the family’s face, he had always treated him as air, making him live as a “living widow,” intending to slowly torment him for a lifetime.

Actually, he had thought about divorcing Tang Yiqing to be with He Chenguang openly. They were childhood friends who had liked each other since their youth, though they never broke that barrier. But in the end, everything was beyond redemption. If he wanted to make up for the regret now, it was easy—just get a divorce.

However, for some reason over the last two years, that thought seemed to have vanished from his mind, never coming up once. Being suddenly brought up by his brother today made his heart feel prickly and very uncomfortable.

“Big Brother, who urges their own brother to get a divorce?” Shen Mingzheng said with a hint of complaint, yet his tone also carried a bit of smugness. “As for divorce, I’m indifferent. It’s just that Tang Yiqing refuses to leave no matter what.”

As the words fell, he suddenly felt the aura around Shen Shuowen grow even darker and colder, enough to make one shiver. His pheromones began to grow restless; Shen Mingzheng’s Omega assistant, who was present, had no choice but to cover their nose and leave.

Shen Mingzheng also felt a lot of pressure, and then he heard Shen Shuowen say, “Mingzheng, don’t do something you’ll regret.”

Shen Mingzheng, however, was dismissive. “Brother, I won’t regret it. It’s Tang Yiqing who can’t leave me, not the other way around. Even if we divorce, he’s the only one who would regret it, not me.”

“Cough,” Shen Mingzheng covered his nose, releasing his own pheromones as a protective barrier. “Brother, you’re so strange today. Also… go to the hospital. Don’t let your pheromones go out of control again.”

Shen Shuowen looked at him silently for a moment, then turned and left, leaving Shen Mingzheng looking bewildered. He frowned, his eyes showing some thought. For some reason, after that conversation, he felt an impulse to call Tang Yiqing.

But just as he took out his phone, a call from He Chenguang came in. He answered it, and the idea of calling Tang Yiqing was cast to the back of his mind.

Shen Shuowen arrived at the hotel. He strode toward the elevator and glanced at his watch. Good—only half an hour had passed since Xiao Xia called him.

He opened the room door, and a thick scent of daisies surged toward him, causing his body to immediately heat up, feeling as if insects were crawling inside him. Xiao Xia came to meet him. Shen Shuowen asked, “What’s the situation now?”

“Mr. Tang’s condition hasn’t been right since he woke up. It got worse after breakfast. I’ve applied medication for him, but it doesn’t seem to have much effect…”

While Xiao Xia was speaking, Shen Shuowen had already crossed the living room to the bedroom. He saw Tang Yiqing on the bed, his cheeks flushed red and his hands tightly clutching the suit jacket. Sensing Shuowen’s presence, he opened his glazed eyes. Upon seeing him, he instinctively reached out for him, looking utterly pitiable.

At this moment, Tang Yiqing’s consciousness was muddled. He only knew that the scent he craved had appeared, and the person was standing right by his bed. He also desperately craved this person now. He saw Shen Shuowen take two steps toward the head of the bed, then lean down to feel his forehead. The suit cuff brought the scent of the outside world and the aroma of red wine.

“You’re very hot now…”

Before Shen Shuowen could finish, he felt a soft hand grab his wrist. Then, the wrist was pulled to Yiqing’s nose, and a damp breath snaked into his sleeve.

Tang Yiqing finally felt satisfied. The red wine pheromones were inhaled through his nose, and his body was wrapped in a tingling, numb sensation. That feeling of being unable to breathe finally vanished; he had inhaled “oxygen.”

Suddenly, he felt the world spin. When he came to his senses, he realized he was being held in someone’s arms.

Shen Shuowen’s face was tense. Tang Yiqing’s pheromones held a fatal attraction for him, and right now, Tang Yiqing was emitting far too many pheromones…

“You go out,” Shen Shuowen said.

Xiao Xia immediately responded and retreated. Shen Shuowen took a suppressant from his pocket; Huo Wei had repeatedly warned him not to use it unless absolutely necessary. Although it had only been a few hours since he left the research institute, it was clearly “absolutely necessary” now.

Tang Yiqing was like a puppy that hadn’t eaten for days, constantly and urgently sniffing in his arms, his hands wrapping around Shuowen’s neck, his lips occasionally brushing the skin of his throat.

The veins in Shen Shuowen’s neck bulged; he had clearly reached the limit of his endurance. He couldn’t release pheromones while taking the suppressant, and under Tang Yiqing’s interference, he even injected the wrong spot.

Just as he pushed the medicine in, his lips suddenly felt a surge of heat. His pupils contracted sharply—Tang Yiqing’s lips were pressed against his. While he was stunned, Tang Yiqing, unsatisfied, pushed his tongue inside.

The string in Shen Shuowen’s mind tightened. Before it could snap completely, he stopped Tang Yiqing and released his pheromones.

Tang Yiqing was completely incoherent right now. He didn’t want him to feel guilt or regret once he regained clarity. At this moment, the one who had to remain rational was him.

He looked at the flushed, unsatisfied person in his arms. Would he remember this kiss when he woke up?

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