After My Cheap Husband Faked His Death, I Ended Up Happily Ever After with His Younger Brother - Chapter 6

Luo Huai sat alone for a long time before leaving the bar. His legs felt slightly numb as he stood up.

When he returned to the Nancheng villa, it was already dusk. This brand-new villa was quiet, though one could see red “double happiness” decorations everywhere.

Lin Yuhe’s slippers were neatly placed in the foyer. In the courtyard, a gardener was pruning flowers and applying nutrient solution to newly planted trees, while a maid was cleaning the living room. Upon seeing him, they all greeted him respectfully. Every servant worked toward the future prosperity of this household, but what they did not know was that the two masters of this villa were together in name only.

Luo Huai changed his shoes and headed straight upstairs to the master bedroom. There was truly nowhere else in this villa he cared to stay.

The door closed.

He fished the card Pei Jiheng had given him out of his pocket, opened the safe, and tossed it inside, lining it up with his other gifts and dowry certificates.

His small savings had grown by yet another sum.

Luo Huai closed the safe and spun the combination lock a few times before letting out a sigh of relief and sitting down at his desk. He stared blankly at the tabletop, his mind replaying the conversation from that afternoon over and over.

Then, he suddenly realized that Pei Jiheng had never given him the password for the card.

However, Luo Huai was not worried about that. A man like that would not take back what he had given, nor would he hand over a useless card. He was too proud to lose face like that, and he did not have the heart to toy with him in such a way.

Luo Huai had worked his way through school since he was a child. After dropping out at eighteen, he had spent two years struggling in society. He had been a waiter, a food delivery driver, a street vendor, and a salesperson. He had done it all. Even the fact that he was brought back by the Luo family happened by coincidence when he met the old butler while following a short-drama film crew to shoot at the villa district. At twenty years old, he had already seen countless people and knew how to distinguish the good from the bad.

As for how deep the friendship between Pei Jiheng and Father Luo actually went, Luo Huai could not be sure. But he had figured one thing out: if Pei Jiheng had wanted to deal with him, he could have done it that afternoon. Even though the man had repeatedly threatened him, his final attitude was one of near compromise. For the time being, it seemed he would not deal a ruthless blow.

Luo Huai tapped his fingers unconsciously on the desk. An image of Pei Jiheng’s expression as he pinched his chin and leaned in surfaced in his mind.

That face, paired with those silver-rimmed glasses, looked as gentle as a man of few words. But those eyes had made Luo Huai shudder more than once.

Luo Huai had seen many Alphas. Back at the orphanage, there were a few thugs nearby who were Alphas; they only knew how to use their pheromones to suppress others, behaving in a crude, inferior, and lawless manner. He had encountered several others during his work, all of the same ilk.

Lin Yuhe was also an Alpha, but apart from releasing his pheromones to show off his authority, Luo Huai never felt even a hint of pressure from him.

But Pei Jiheng was different.

That afternoon at the bar, that man had not leaked a single bit of pheromones. Not one bit.

Yet, that sense of oppression was stronger than any Alpha Luo Huai had ever encountered. It was not the suppression of pheromones; it was the suppression of the person. It was the natural deterrent power that someone in a high position carried. It was a power that required no external help.

Beyond that, what did this imply?

It meant that Pei Jiheng’s control over his pheromones had reached a terrifying degree; it was steady and precise to an alarming extent. He could perfectly conceal his identity as an Alpha in front of everyone without revealing a single flaw.

Luo Huai reflected on this.

Except for that night in the hotel where both of them had lost control, he truly had never smelled the scent of fir pheromones anywhere else.

Luo Huai’s fingers stopped.

That night.

He closed his eyes, and fragmented scenes surfaced from the depths of his memory.

The dim light of the hotel room, the clothing scattered on the floor as the bedding rustled, the scorching breath. The scent of fir and acacia intertwined, so thick that one could not break free.

That night, Pei Jiheng had pressed him down. He was not wearing his glasses, and his nose and lips had barely left Luo Huai’s nape. The Alpha’s nose had pressed against his gland, rubbing and sniffing repeatedly, his breath scorching, as if he were possessed.

Luo Huai opened his eyes and slowly clenched his fingers.

He suddenly understood something.

That Alpha liked his pheromones.

Pei Jiheng’s behavior that night did not look like someone who was simply resolving a physical need. Every move of his showed a nearly greedy obsession, as if the sweet smell of acacia on Luo Huai was something he had been waiting for a long time.

Although there had been no marking of any kind, it was clear that this Alpha had developed a great interest in and reaction to his pheromones.

Luo Huai leaned back in his chair, staring at the ceiling. A thought suddenly popped into his mind.

The compatibility between them must be extraordinarily high.

The higher the pheromone compatibility between an Alpha and an Omega, the stronger the attraction, creating an almost instinctual, irresistible pull. That was why Pei Jiheng had lost control that night.

Luo Huai had also lost control.

To be able to make an Alpha who had been disguised for so many years, with such terrifying self-control, lose his composure, Luo Huai slowly sat upright, his eyes brightening.

He had an idea.

Pei Jiheng was rich, powerful, and full of secrets; he could easily kill him. He worked in a dangerous industry and kept a team of top-tier lawyers under his command. He had influence abroad and connections domestically, to the point where even Father Luo had to intentionally establish relations with him.

Luo Huai could not afford to provoke such a man. But he suddenly felt, with confidence, that he himself was the most useful trump card in this game.

He wanted to get close to Pei Jiheng!

Currently, his status in the Luo family was neither here nor there, Lin Yuhe was completely unreliable, and it was hard to get sincere attention from anyone. Did he not need a firmer backer? Furthermore, he had a major matter to attend to.

Luo Huai’s lips curled upward.

At the very least, even if “Uncle” did not buy this act, he would just be one more ATM for him to use. Moreover, this ATM was much more interesting than the fool Lin Yuhe.

Lin Yuhe thought his methods were clever, but in reality, he could not even tell that Luo Huai was acting. Pei Jiheng was different. He could see through him at a glance and even called him out to his face. Although his methods were not very gentle, at least this person’s shrewdness was unfathomable. Dealing with a smart person, while exhausting, was not disgusting.

Having cleared his thoughts, Luo Huai chuckled.

He stood up from his desk, stretched, and walked to the window to pull back the curtains. Outside, the sky had already darkened. Scattered lights lit up in the villa district, and the city center in the distance was gradually becoming ablaze with light.

Luo Huai looked at the lights and wanted to make a call to ask Pei Jiheng for the bank card password, but in the end, he did not dial the number.

Earlier today at the bar, he had deliberately released some pheromones when he was being pressured by Pei Jiheng. A part of it was due to being intimidated, which caused it to leak out unconsciously, but another part was intentional. At that time, he had only wanted to test whether the other party would also release pheromones, so he had done it with a physiological attraction.

Although he had not succeeded in making Pei Jiheng reveal his secret, who was to say there would not be a delayed effect?

He closed the curtains and lay down on the bed in a spread-eagle position, feeling a small sense of pride in his heart.

Would that Alpha now be thinking of him, too?