After Transmigrating into an ABO World with My Rival - Chapter 33

Fu Tingyue’s birthday was a lively affair, and while Chen Yanzhi appeared happy on the surface, he secretly harbored a bit of an attitude. He knew full well that this wasn’t Fu Tingyue’s actual birthday; nobody in this world knew the real date except for him.

Thus, a plan quietly took root in Chen Yanzhi’s heart. He wanted to celebrate Fu Tingyue’s birthday alone, his real birthday.

Chen Yanzhi told no one. He used his spare time after classes to secretly prepare, wanting to give Fu Tingyue a massive surprise. He was certain Fu Tingyue would be moved to tears.

Whenever Chen Yanzhi felt too tired to move from all the shopping and planning, the thought of that moment gave him a sudden burst of energy, and he would dive back into the frantic preparations.

By mid-month, Chen Yanzhi started his winter break, leaving him completely free. Fu Tingyue was swamped with year-end business and a mountain of company matters, which gave Chen Yanzhi even more time to prepare.

However, Fu Tingyue didn’t feel comfortable leaving him entirely alone, so he asked Jiang Tang to look after him. Knowing he couldn’t keep it a secret from the secretary, Chen Yanzhi came clean to Jiang Tang, admitting he was preparing a surprise for Fu Tingyue and asking him to keep it quiet and help brainstorm ideas.

To avoid revealing the true reason, the birthday, Chen Yanzhi lied and said he hadn’t had time to prepare a proper gift for the last birthday and wanted to make it up to him.

Jiang Tang was more than happy to help. Watching the two of them push and pull for so long without any real progress had been driving him crazy. This was a perfect opportunity, and it seemed Chen Yanzhi was finally starting to “get it,” taking the initiative to do something romantic.

The future looked bright!

Chen Yanzhi looked back and saw Jiang Tang wearing a peculiar expression, part relief, part like he was about to cry.

He put down his phone and asked in confusion: “Secretary Jiang, what’s wrong with you?”

Jiang Tang quickly wiped his face with his sleeve and smiled: “Nothing. I’m just so moved to hear Young Master Chen is preparing a surprise for President Fu.”

Chen Yanzhi returned his focus to his phone screen to pick out decorations, not forgetting to poke fun: “Secretary Jiang, you’re so young, but you always give me the vibe of an old man.”

Jiang Tang explained with a laugh: “I am a few years older than you, Young Master Chen. Plus, after several years in the corporate world, I probably look a bit weathered.”

Chen Yanzhi couldn’t help but be curious: “Does Secretary Jiang have someone he likes?”

Jiang Tang answered without hesitation: “No. Right now, I just want to work hard, earn money, and take care of my parents. I haven’t thought about anything else.”

Seeing the tenderness in Jiang Tang’s eyes, Chen Yanzhi suddenly thought of his own parents. The smile on his face faded, and he offered a sincere compliment: “Your parents must be wonderful people to have raised such an excellent son.”

Even with Fu Tingyue by his side, Chen Yanzhi missed his parents deeply. He missed Uncle Fu and Auntie Fu, he missed everyone, but he suppressed it, not wanting Fu Tingyue to worry about him again.

Hearing this, Jiang Tang assumed Chen Yanzhi was grieving because he didn’t know who his biological parents were. He quickly offered comfort: “Young Master Chen, for you to differentiate into an S-rank Omega, your parents certainly couldn’t have been ordinary people. You’ll find them sooner or later.”

Chen Yanzhi didn’t bother to correct the misunderstanding. He shook off the mood and stood up: “Let’s go. We need to go out and buy some things and pick out a gift. I’m counting on your advice, Secretary Jiang.”

“Rest assured, Young Master Chen. I will do my absolute best to help you and President Fu finally break through that paper-thin barrier.”

Jiang Tang accidentally let his inner thoughts slip out, and Chen Yanzhi heard him.

He couldn’t help but ask: “Secretary Jiang, do you think Fu Tingyue and I are a good match?”

Jiang Tang said earnestly: “Of course. You are the most perfect match for President Fu I’ve ever seen. Before he reunited with you, President Fu was very somber, without a spark of life in him, otherwise, he wouldn’t have done those things to harm himself. But now, he’s completely different. He actually seems alive.”

Of course he’s different, Chen Yanzhi thought. The soul has been swapped.

Sometimes Chen Yanzhi felt lucky that Fu Tingyue had always been a cold person. Except for his parents and Chen Yanzhi, he never gave anyone a pleasant look. If he were being watched by so many eyes every day, he might have slipped up.

“We should go buy the things first. There’s a lot to get, and we have to be back before Fu Tingyue gets off work, or he’ll definitely get suspicious.”

Chen Yanzhi talked to himself as he walked out, with Jiang Tang following behind.

The two spent most of the day out, buying everything from balloons and ribbons for decorating the room to luxury watches, cufflinks, and various accessories.

To be honest, Chen Yanzhi didn’t fully understand this world’s Fu Tingyue’s tastes. In the past, the things he gave Fu Tingyue were always things he liked himself, which was why he dragged Jiang Tang along to help choose.

The gift was bought using the money Chen Yanzhi earned from selling his design drafts. The decorations were charged to Fu Tingyue’s card.

He didn’t have enough of his own money, and since the amount for decorations wasn’t huge, it wouldn’t stand out. He usually bought a lot of things, and while his spending wasn’t small, a massive one-time purchase would definitely make Fu Tingyue suspicious.

Moreover, Chen Yanzhi wanted to use his own hard-earned money to buy the gift; that was the only way to show his sincerity.

He felt a bit sorry for his wallet, though. It had finally started to bulge a little, and now it was completely flat again. It looked like he’d have to draw and sell more designs.

Chen Yanzhi and Jiang Tang ate out before heading back. He was so hungry his stomach was practically sticking to his back.

剛把東西藏好回到家傅亭樾就回來了, Chen Yanzhi acted like nothing was wrong, took his pajamas, and went to shower. Fu Tingyue didn’t suspect a thing and went to the study to finish the rest of his work.

When Chen Yanzhi finished his shower and didn’t see Fu Tingyue, he guessed he was in the study and went straight there.

He leaned against the doorframe with his arms crossed and gave a whistle toward Fu Tingyue: “Still busy?”

Fu Tingyue looked up at him, a faint smile on his lips: “Almost done.”

Chen Yanzhi made himself at home, kicking the door shut behind him. He sat in the chair opposite Fu Tingyue and pulled all the small ornaments he had bought toward himself to play with.

Chen Yanzhi solved a Rubik’s Cube before showing some concern: “Have you eaten?”

Fu Tingyue looked up: “I had a bite at the office. And you?”

Chen Yanzhi flipped an hourglass over: “I ate out. I went for a walk this afternoon.”

Fu Tingyue asked: “Did you have fun?”

Chen Yanzhi slumped onto the desk, idly flicking the tassels on a wind chime with his finger, his voice lazy: “It was okay. Too tiring. And you weren’t there.”

Fu Tingyue paused, a hint of a smile rising in his eyes: “I’ll be finished with the rush in a couple of days. If you’re bored, you can come to the office with me.”

Chen Yanzhi was getting better and better at acting spoiled and expressing his dissatisfaction.

It gave Fu Tingyue the illusion that he really was already his boyfriend.

Chen Yanzhi refused bluntly: “I’m not going. You’re busy like a spinning top. Staying at the office by myself would be even more boring. I’m going out to play with Xiaobai tomorrow.”

That was a lie, of course. He still had things to buy, but if he didn’t say that, Fu Tingyue would be suspicious. Chen Yanzhi had always acknowledged how smart Fu Tingyue was.

Fu Tingyue didn’t press him, only saying: “Do you have enough money? If not, I’ll transfer some to you.”

Chen Yanzhi wasn’t the least bit polite: “I’m not that much of a spendthrift. If I don’t have enough, I’ll tell you.”

Fu Tingyue shook his head with a laugh: “I didn’t say you were a spendthrift. You’re actually starting to lean toward being a homemaker; it’s not a good trend. There’s no one to spend the money I earn.”

In the past, that black card would have been maxed out by Chen Yanzhi long ago.

Chen Yanzhi scoffed: “What do you mean ‘homemaker’? It’s just that I don’t have anything I want to buy right now.”

Fu Tingyue laughed with him: “Didn’t you used to like jewelry and necklaces? There happens to be an auction recently; you can go see if there’s anything you like.”

“An auction, I haven’t been to one in a long time. Fine, I’ll go to the auction then.” Chen Yanzhi gave Fu Tingyue a huff. “Get ready for me to max out the card.”

He wasn’t actually going to the auction, time was tight and the task was heavy, it was just to fool Fu Tingyue.

Fu Tingyue pressed a black card with his finger and slid it toward Chen Yanzhi: “It won’t happen. The money I make is enough for you to squander. If it hits the limit, tell me, and I’ll have someone bring you more.”

Chen Yanzhi picked up the black card and looked at it for a moment, saying sincerely: “Wow, Fu Tingyue, you’ve really made it big. Just handing out black cards like this?”

Fu Tingyue smiled: “Not just anyone. It’s only right to give it to you. I promised to take care of you, so naturally, I have to do it well. Otherwise, what if you run away?”

Chen Yanzhi toyed with the card, spinning around in his chair twice before speaking lazily: “Where could I go? I only have you.”

Moreover, he couldn’t leave Fu Tingyue now even if he wanted to. Since he was an Omega, he had a heat every three months, and it might even come early. The doctor had said his pheromones were unstable because he had just differentiated, so his cycle wasn’t regular yet; it would take at least a year to stabilize.

Just thinking about a strange man kissing and holding him made Chen Yanzhi feel nauseous, let alone biting his gland. It was repulsive.

But if the person was Fu Tingyue, he didn’t feel any discomfort. Chen Yanzhi used this to judge whether he liked Fu Tingyue or not.

He had even abandoned his original sexual orientation; if that wasn’t love, what was?

Of course, he couldn’t tell Fu Tingyue yet. He had to wait until he celebrated his real birthday after the New Year.

Fu Tingyue would definitely be moved to tears.

Thinking of this, Chen Yanzhi couldn’t help but ask: “Fu Tingyue, have you cried since you grew up?”

In his memory, Fu Tingyue hadn’t cried once since starting elementary school. He always maintained a composure that didn’t match his age.

To his surprise, Fu Tingyue didn’t deny it; he remained silent instead.

Chen Yanzhi’s voice jumped an octave: “You’ve cried?”

Compared to Chen Yanzhi, Fu Tingyue was even less capable of lying. He looked up at Chen Yanzhi with a somewhat helpless expression, as if he hadn’t expected the sudden question.

Chen Yanzhi was stunned. He didn’t mock him or push him as he usually would. Instead, he stood up and walked over to Fu Tingyue’s side, asking nervously: “When did you cry? Was it when you first came here and someone bullied you?”

Though that first month had indeed been hard, Chen Yanzhi hadn’t cried. When he was too scared to sleep at night, he would pull the covers over his head and shiver inside. Fu Tingyue had always been stronger than him; Chen Yanzhi couldn’t imagine what kind of bullying it would take to make him cry.

It must have been something very serious.

The more he thought about it, the more anxious he became, instinctively grabbing Fu Tingyue’s knit sweater. “Tell me! Who bullied you? I’ll go get revenge for you.”

Seeing Chen Yanzhi’s worried face, a faint smile touched Fu Tingyue’s lips. He reached up to touch Chen Yanzhi’s face and answered softly: “Because I was worried, I wouldn’t be able to find you.”

“Find?” Chen Yanzhi froze, his large eyes feeling hollow, containing nothing but Fu Tingyue’s smiling face. “Find me?”

Fu Tingyue held Chen Yanzhi’s hand, his calloused fingertips tracing the smooth, delicate back of his hand. His voice was low and gentle: “Yes. Waking up to find myself suddenly in this strange world, with a group of bodyguards stopping me from looking for you, I was very worried.”

On the first night he arrived, Fu Tingyue’s wrist had been wrapped in bandages. A flood of foreign memories had occupied his mind, nearly crowding Chen Yanzhi out. That sensation terrified him; he dreamed that Chen Yanzhi hadn’t made it to this world like he had, but had died in that accident instead.

 

That was the first time he had cried since growing up, and the only time.

 

Fu Tingyue never hid things from Chen Yanzhi; as long as Chen Yanzhi wanted to know, he would tell him everything.

 

Chen Yanzhi’s nose suddenly felt tingly. He hugged Fu Tingyue’s neck tightly, letting the man lean into his embrace. “You were definitely worried I had died, weren’t you? I was scared too, but I always believed you would definitely come for me.”

 

Fu Tingyue wrapped his arms around Chen Yanzhi’s waist, breathing in the faint scent of lime and roses clinging to him. The fatigue from days of overtime vanished instantly. “Mm. Zhizhi is stronger than I am.”

 

Hearing Fu Tingyue say this made Chen Yanzhi feel even worse. He instinctively leaned down to kiss the crown of Fu Tingyue’s head, his voice tinged with a faint sob: “It’s not that you aren’t strong. It’s that I’m heartless; I never considered that possibility, otherwise I definitely would have cried too.”

 

“You’re feeling sorry for me,” Fu Tingyue said, the smile in his voice becoming more apparent.

 

Chen Yanzhi, feeling a bit embarrassed, gave Fu Tingyue’s back a smack: “Duh! How could I not? You haven’t cried since elementary school.”

 

Fu Tingyue intentionally brushed his hair against Chen Yanzhi’s chin. “It’s okay. It’s all in the past now.”

 

“It itches.” Chen Yanzhi let go, trying to push Fu Tingyue away, but he was held even tighter by the waist.

 

He looked down and asked: “What are you doing?”

 

Fu Tingyue looked up at him, his words blunt: “I want to kiss you.”

 

Chen Yanzhi stared into Fu Tingyue’s eyes and nearly nodded, but at the last second, he regained his senses and firmly refused: “No.”

 

Fu Tingyue still had that look in his eyes, as if Chen Yanzhi was his entire world: “Really? Not even a little?”

 

Chen Yanzhi felt he couldn’t hold out and tried to pull away, but Fu Tingyue refused to let go. “Zhizhi, just one kiss. Please?”

 

Fu Tingyue was always gentle and indulgent with Chen Yanzhi; it was rare for him to be so “pushy.” Coupled with Chen Yanzhi’s genuine sympathy for him, seeing those deep eyes made his resolve waver significantly.

 

Furthermore, this was the first time Fu Tingyue had proactively asked for a kiss when it wasn’t a rut or a heat, making it even harder to refuse.

 

Chen Yanzhi wondered when Fu Tingyue had learned such a powerful way of acting spoiled; he found himself unable to handle it.

 

Fu Tingyue knew Chen Yanzhi was close to giving in, but he didn’t use the same trick. Instead, he switched tactics and started playing the pity card: “When I look back on that time, thinking I might never see you again, I still feel a void in my heart.”

 

Hearing this, Chen Yanzhi reached out and pinched Fu Tingyue’s chin, forcing him to look up. He asked with a smile: “When did you learn this ‘Green Tea’ routine?”

 

Fu Tingyue looked perfectly innocent: “Self-taught. I knew you felt sorry for me, so I said it on purpose.”

 

Chen Yanzhi rubbed Fu Tingyue’s stubble, the smile on his face deepening: “You’re too calculating.”

 

To be honest, he hadn’t noticed Fu Tingyue was like this before; he had only realized it recently.

 

Actually, this guy had been using this method to soften his heart all along—whether it was the first rut, the sudden confession while he was sleeping, or intentionally speaking his mind when he was drunk.

 

He even suspected Fu Tingyue knew everything and was just saying it for his benefit.

 

Fu Tingyue asked with a smile: “So, can I kiss you?”

 

“We aren’t in a relationship where we can just kiss.” Chen Yanzhi let go and gave Fu Tingyue a push. “Let me go.”

 

Fu Tingyue held him tighter, acting like a rogue: “I won’t.”

 

Chen Yanzhi struggled: “Let go, or I’ll hit you.”

 

Fu Tingyue didn’t let go; instead, he mischievously tickled the sensitive spot on Chen Yanzhi’s waist.

 

Chen Yanzhi couldn’t take the tickling and held Fu Tingyue’s hand firmly to stop him.

 

He had just showered and was wearing loose, plush pajamas. Fu Tingyue had somehow slipped his hand inside, his cool fingertips stroking his waist and abdomen.

 

Chen Yanzhi was most afraid of having his waist touched because it was too ticklish. He bent over to hide, but Fu Tingyue took the opportunity to pull him onto his lap.

 

The hand on his waist suddenly moved upward. Chen Yanzhi was clearly startled, his body shivering slightly. “Fu Tingyue, don’t be a rogue.”

 

Fu Tingyue looked up at him, his eyes full of laughter: “I’m not being a rogue. Don’t you like being touched here?”

 

Chen Yanzhi couldn’t take being touched anymore and quickly gave Fu Tingyue a kiss on the lips. “I kissed you. Take your hand out.”

 

Fu Tingyue let out a laugh and suddenly gave a firm squeeze. Chen Yanzhi let out a muffled groan, his lower back turning weak.

 

“You… mmph…”

 

Before the curse could escape, Fu Tingyue suddenly kissed his lips. One large hand pressed against the back of his head while the other held his waist, trapping Chen Yanzhi in his embrace so he couldn’t run.

 

Chen Yanzhi hadn’t intended to truly refuse; he was just thin-skinned and embarrassed. Being kissed forcefully by Fu Tingyue suited him just fine; he just struggled a couple of times for appearance’s sake.

 

Then his mouth was kissed swollen by Fu Tingyue. He leaned against Fu Tingyue’s chest out of breath, his entire body soft as water. If Fu Tingyue hadn’t been holding him, he probably would have slid to the floor long ago.

 

Fu Tingyue tenderly kissed away the tears at the corners of his eyes and stroked Chen Yanzhi’s cheek, his gaze obsessed: “You’re so beautiful.”

 

Chen Yanzhi exhaled a few times, moved his aching tongue, and then spoke raspy: “Don’t praise me like that. Call me handsome.”

 

Fu Tingyue obeyed: “Zhizhi is so handsome.”

 

Chen Yanzhi touched his swollen lips and said with a frown: “Don’t kiss me suddenly next time.”

 

Fu Tingyue didn’t answer, but instead changed the subject: “When will you be able to think things through?”

 

Chen Yanzhi suddenly laughed: “You promised not to pressure me. What are you doing now?”

 

Fu Tingyue said with a smile: “I’m not pressuring you. I just wanted to ask if I can have ‘kissing freedom’ during this process.”

 

“No,” Chen Yanzhi refused bluntly.

 

Fu Tingyue wasn’t disappointed, saying shamelessly: “It’s fine. I’ll just kiss you forcefully.”

 

Chen Yanzhi scoffed: “Then why did you even ask me?”

 

Fu Tingyue said: “For the sake of appearance.”

 

Chen Yanzhi gave a huff, grabbing Fu Tingyue’s hand that was resting on his waist. “I’m going to sleep. Stay here and be a miserable salaryman by yourself. Let me go.”

 

“Aren’t your legs weak? I’ll carry you back.” As Fu Tingyue spoke, he picked Chen Yanzhi up.

 

Chen Yanzhi had reached a new level of laziness; if he could be carried, he would never walk himself. He had no reason to refuse, but he couldn’t help correcting: “My legs aren’t weak. It’s lack of oxygen.”

 

He then added: “Your kissing skills are mediocre.”

 

Fu Tingyue didn’t know the meaning of insecurity: “That’s why you need to give me more chances to practice.”

 

Chen Yanzhi snorted: “Go find someone else to practice with. You kiss my mouth swollen every time. No more kisses for you.”

 

Fu Tingyue stopped in his tracks, leaning down to ask in Chen Yanzhi’s ear: “You’re really telling me to find someone else?”

 

Chen Yanzhi fiercely pulled open Fu Tingyue’s collar and bit his shoulder, threatening vaguely: “Try it, and I’ll snap it off.”

 

Fu Tingyue continued walking while holding him. “Snap what off?”

 

Chen Yanzhi let go, looking at the teeth marks on Fu Tingyue’s shoulder with satisfaction: “Your head.”

 

Fu Tingyue asked again: “Which one?”

 

Chen Yanzhi pinched Fu Tingyue’s earlobe and gave it a light tug, intentionally using a very sinister tone: “The one below.”

 

Fu Tingyue took an exaggeratedly sharp breath: “How terrifying.”

 

Chen Yanzhi said arrogantly: “So you’d better behave yourself.”

 

Fu Tingyue pushed open the bedroom door and carried Chen Yanzhi inside, turning to pin him against the door. “If I’m obedient, do I get a reward?”

 

Chen Yanzhi gave his face a light pat. “I’ll give you a slap.”

 

Fu Tingyue closed his eyes and said: “So fragrant.”

 

A flash of shock crossed Chen Yanzhi’s eyes: “You’re a pervert.”

 

Fu Tingyue leaned in, his expression serious: “Hit me again.”

 

Chen Yanzhi was a bit startled, feeling that Fu Tingyue was too much of a pervert. He struggled and said: “I want to sleep. Put me down.”

 

Fu Tingyue stopped teasing him and gave his lips a quick peck. “Let’s sleep together.”

 

Chen Yanzhi heartlessly stated the cruel truth: “You haven’t finished your work yet. What do you mean ‘sleep together’?”

 

“I’ll deal with it tomorrow.” After saying that, Fu Tingyue carried Chen Yanzhi toward the bathroom.

 

“What for?” Realizing what was happening, Chen Yanzhi struggled. “I’ve already showered. I’m not going in.”

 

Fu Tingyue said with a smile: “Be good. Accompany me for another one.”

 

“Be good my foot! Let go of me.” Chen Yanzhi couldn’t break free, so he could only grab the doorframe and try to reason with Fu Tingyue. “Stop it. Go wash up quickly. I’m really tired, I’m exhausted. I don’t want to get wet again. Let me go.”

 

“It’s fine. I’ll help you dry off.” Fu Tingyue finished speaking with a smile, prying Chen Yanzhi’s fingers open one by one and carrying him inside despite his protests.

 

When they came out again, an hour had passed. Chen Yanzhi had fallen asleep from exhaustion.

 

Actually, he was the one being served, but there was an inherent difference in stamina between an Omega and an Alpha. Fu Tingyue lasted too long, and having spent the whole day out shopping, Chen Yanzhi’s stamina was depleted, so he couldn’t stay awake.

 

Fu Tingyue gently placed him on the bed, kissing Chen Yanzhi’s furrowed brow and then his ear, whispering: “Be good, Zhizhi. Don’t frown. I won’t tease you anymore.”

 

Sure enough, Chen Yanzhi’s brow smoothed out. He gave his mouth a little smack and turned over, his back to Fu Tingyue.

 

Fu Tingyue ignored the remaining work and lay down beside Chen Yanzhi, naturally pulling him into his arms. Breathing in the faint lime scent, he was in a great mood.

 

Chen Yanzhi no longer thought of him as just a friend. Just now, when he was performing oral sex on Chen Yanzhi, Chen Yanzhi had been so satisfied that he kept pressing his head down, and he didn’t object to using his hand to help him either. If they were just friends, Chen Yanzhi would definitely have found it disgusting and might even have cursed at him.

 

Even if Chen Yanzhi didn’t love him right now, it didn’t matter. He could wait until Chen Yanzhi realized he had fallen for him.