After Wife B Is Obsessively Pampered by the Dominant Alpha A - Chapter 17

The people exiting the hot pot restaurant were loudly making noise, and Bai Yu guessed that Situ Jing must have drawn that conclusion from the background sounds.

He crouched on the flowerbed and softly pleaded with Situ Jing, “Can you wait a moment? I’ll come find you in an hour.”

Situ Jing scoffed, “What benefit do you gain from eating garbage with that bowl-cut friend of yours and your sister?”

“How did you know?” Bai Yu was surprised and a little annoyed. How could Situ Jing speak so viciously? He had already said it wasn’t that bad.

“Have you forgotten? That hospital belongs to the Situ family. I paid for the nurses you have. It’s easy for me to inquire about your situation.”

So Situ Jing was keeping tabs on Bai Li’s post-operative condition. Bai Yu forgave his harshness slightly. “He Lele is my friend, she came to visit my sister.”

“I haven’t restricted your freedom to make friends, have I? It has nothing to do with me if you choose to hang out with cats and dogs.”

Bai Yu ground his teeth again, “My friends are not cats and dogs.”

“Whatever. I only ask that you pay attention to your employer. Don’t just send a casual screenshot with a perfunctory ‘that’s amazing’ and still fail to take the ‘as required by the employer’ clause in the contract seriously.”

Situ Jing’s voice dropped even lower, and the final syllable was drawn out, sounding like he was suppressing his anger. “I want you to come over now. Is that not possible?”

“I’ll be right there.” Bai Yu lowered his tone. He shouldn’t genuinely infuriate Situ Jing.

Just as he was about to hang up, Bai Yu heard Situ Jing say something else and put the phone back to his ear, “What did you say?”

Situ Jing impatiently said, “What flavor of cake do you like? I’ll have the chef make you one.”

“No need, I can’t eat it.”

Only after Situ Jing hung up did Bai Yu put his phone away and turn back into the hot pot restaurant.

Bai Li curiously asked, “Brother, what happened?”

Bai Yu slung his black cross-body bag over his shoulder, “I have an urgent job to do.”

“Huh?” He Lele’s mouth was greasy from eating. “What urgent job? Can’t you go after you’ve finished eating?”

Bai Yu was evasive, “A private performance. The employer is a bit peculiar; they won’t wait if I’m late. You two eat more. I’ve already paid the bill. Take the leftovers with you if you can’t finish.”

He Lele felt Bai Yu’s excuse was a bit weak. Usually, the evening is the best time for music performances. Who needs to listen to music in the middle of the day? Don’t they have work?

However, it was possible to encounter eccentric employers.

“Alright, you go then. I’ll take your sister back after we finish eating.”

“Great, let’s meet up again later!” Bai Yu quickly left the hot pot restaurant and hailed a cab.

He Lele said to Bai Li, “Your brother is really working hard, can’t even enjoy his birthday properly.”

Bai Li poked the dipping sauce on her plate with her chopsticks, deep in thought, “Mm.”

If it was really an employer, why would the contact name be marked as “Sick”?

Bai Yu sat in the taxi, sniffing the scent on his clothes—it smelled faintly of hot pot.

He scanned the places they passed along the way, asked the driver to stop in front of a clothing store, quickly went in to choose a white short-sleeved work shirt and caramel-colored straight-leg pants, changed, and continued his journey.

This wasn’t the first time he’d been summoned on short notice.

Although Bai Yu was unhappy, once he changed his clothes, he quickly got into the right state of mind. He hoped this time he could return early to look after Bai Li.

The driver saw Bai Yu adjusting his sleeves and tidying his messy, yellowish hair and asked with a smile, “Going to see someone important?”

Bai Yu said, “Yes.”

“A lover?”

“No, he saved my sister. He’s a benefactor, I suppose.”

Half an hour later, Bai Yu arrived at the gate of the Yanting Villa District.

Each villa here was huge, distributed in a staggered layout with wide spaces between them. The selling price was 300,000 per square meter, and you needed a shuttle bus to get inside.

When Bai Yu arrived at Situ Jing’s villa, he was swimming in the pool.

The man’s powerful arms straightened, cutting into the water in front of his shoulders, alternating strokes, his long leg lines faintly visible in the water.

Bai Yu walked to the parasol beside the pool and sat down to wait, his legs together, holding his phone, like a cat curled up, well-behaved and beautiful.

On the table was a half-finished Martini cocktail and Situ Jing’s constantly vibrating phone.

After a while, He Lele sent Bai Yu a message, [Bai Li is back at the hospital. I’m leaving.]

Bai Yu: [Panda person gives OK.gif]

He Lele: [Little Bitch Chicken smoking.gif]

Situ Jing finished his two-thousand-meter swim and climbed out. His muscular, well-defined body was covered in trickling water droplets, and the area around his waist was magnificent even when at rest.

Bai Yu looked Situ Jing up and down, and had to admit that Situ Jing was bigger than most male leads in films.

The second before Situ Jing looked at him, Bai Yu immediately shifted his gaze.

Under the parasol, Situ Jing sat opposite Bai Yu, picked up his phone, cleared the messages, and forwarded a PDF document to Bai Yu.

“My private doctor sent me a few suggested places, saying they might help with my pheromone anomaly syndrome. You arrange it.”

Since returning from Xingzhou, Jiang Ming had been examining Situ Jing, and his pheromone level had stabilized somewhat, proving the environmental therapy was feasible.

But Situ Jing couldn’t keep running around outside; many things at the Cloud City headquarters required his decision.

So Jiang Ming listed some places around Cloud City with natural scenery, flora and fauna, and hands-on experiences, and sent them to Situ Jing.

After reviewing them, Situ Jing felt none of them were places he should be seen at, whether it was an aquarium, an amusement park, or a Chinese cuisine cultural experience center.

Jiang Ming had said, “If you don’t want to get better quickly, you don’t have to go.”

Situ Jing ultimately decided to go for the sake of getting rid of the illness sooner.

Bai Yu received the document and briefly scanned the content: “…Anxiety and overly tense mental state are not conducive to recovery. The following places are beneficial for physical and mental relaxation…”

“When are we going?”

“Today.” Situ Jing finished his Martini and walked towards the glass staircase to change his clothes. “Decide before I come down.”

It was getting late, and Bai Yu still wanted to go back, so he should choose a short-distance place.

Ten minutes later, Situ Jing came down wearing a black shirt and dress pants. The crease in his dress pants was perfectly ironed, subtly revealing his long leg lines as he walked. “Have you chosen?”

Bai Yu said, “The Insect Museum. But they close at five in the afternoon, so we need to hurry.”

Situ Jing’s mouth twitched. The Insect Museum was the place he least wanted to go on the list, but he reluctantly agreed, “Let’s go.”

After arriving at the Insect Museum, the two bought tickets and passed through the turnstile. Situ Jing said to Bai Yu, “I’ve never been to a place where the entrance fee is ten dollars.”

“Then Mr. Situ should definitely come here to have fun. It’s so cheap, why not?”

A group of elementary school students in yellow and white uniforms chattered, lining up in two columns to go up and down the elevator, like a squeezed segment of yellow and white toothpaste.

Bai Yu had never been here before either and stopped in front of the map near the elevator to study the exhibition hall sections.

Situ Jing asked, “Can you understand it?”

Bai Yu widened his eyes at Situ Jing, and considering they were in a museum, he lowered his voice, “I’ve handled more takeout orders than you have real estate. Why wouldn’t I understand it?”

“Tell me how many orders you’ve done.” Situ Jing took out his phone, intending to check his real estate holdings.

Bai Yu had no intention of continuing the discussion about who had more of what. He pointed to an adjacent exhibition hall, “Let’s go look there first.”

The yellow and white toothpaste flowed into the ground floor lobby. The moving students surrounded Bai Yu and Situ Jing. A boy fell in front of Bai Yu, and Bai Yu helped him up in time.

“Are you okay?”

The boy didn’t cry; he smiled at Bai Yu instead, “Big brother, are you two here on a date?”

Bai Yu and Situ Jing exchanged a look, both seeing a distorted expression on the other’s face.

“Who would date here? This is absolutely not a place for adults to date. Focus on your studies and don’t think about such strange things.”

As the boy followed the main group, he looked back at Bai Yu and Situ Jing, showing a bright, gap-toothed smile.

Bai Yu didn’t know why the boy would think that. Their clothes clearly showed that he and Situ Jing were not the same type of person, even though they did come together.

“If you were going on a proper date with someone, where would you go?” Bai Yu asked Situ Jing.

Situ Jing said casually, “Somewhere with a high barrier to entry. Comfortable, not crowded, and with atmosphere.”

Bai Yu could imagine the scene: Situ Jing in a custom-made suit, having a candlelit dinner with a lady in a high-end French restaurant, discussing stocks, funds, collectibles, and opera, perhaps with a violinist playing nearby.

“Maybe I’d wear nauseating cartoon couple’s outfits with my lover, hold hands and wander the streets, aimlessly eating and browsing. The livelier the place, the better.”

Situ Jing frowned slightly. Bai Yu took a step forward into the exhibition hall.

The light in the exhibition hall was focused on the scattered glass platforms. The colorful wings gleamed under the light, belonging to families like butterflies, mantises, cicadas, and dragonflies.

Situ Jing observed indifferently. If there was anything here that might attract him, it was only the thin, long, and barely visible insect pins securing the specimens.

Situ Jing’s father once said that he had been an intensely controlling and possessive child since he was young, cold and malicious inside.

Situ Jing disliked this description. How could a father speak of his son like that? He just wanted everything to follow his requirements.

Now he was increasingly finding his father’s words to be true. Although his father was senile in his old age, attempting a shocking foolish act, Situ Jing didn’t deny his father’s occasional profound insight into human nature.

His father having psychologists intervene with the two brothers long-term only ensured they outwardly lived like normal people.

However, Situ Jing didn’t know if the so-called normal person still existed in this world. The upper-class circle was rife with people who were “sick.” He even suspected everyone was “sick.” Keep your distance, and no one can see it. Get close, and no one can stand the others.

Bai Yu was carefully looking at the damselfly’s gradient blue wings on the display, like an artist tracing its veins and outlining its whole body.

Situ Jing walked up to Bai Yu, “Are you going to build a 3D model of it in your head?”

Bai Yu ignored the mockery in Situ Jing’s voice, pointing at the damselfly’s wings, “A long time ago, when the world’s first insect was born, its body evolved two chemical substances—actin and myosin—which allow the muscles on an insect’s wings to contract and relax, enabling constant flapping and flight. Don’t you think it’s amazing that such small proteins and such a small body can fly for a long time, very high, and not be blown away by the wind?”

“I never contemplate such boring questions.” Situ Jing walked past the damselfly display to the wall of brush-footed butterflies.

Bai Yu also came to Situ Jing’s side, smiling, “There’s something even more peculiar.”

“Actin and myosin are also responsible for the human heartbeat. When people walk and move, their hearts beat, just like an insect’s wings are flapping. Our wings are hidden inside our bodies; an insect’s wings grow on the outside of its body.”

Situ Jing didn’t intend to listen to these nonsensical things, but he unconsciously began to pay attention to his own heartbeat.

Perhaps the light was too dim and quiet in the exhibition hall, but when he realized it, the two had been standing in front of the exhibit wall for quite a while.

Bai Yu’s hair looked yellowish under the light, fluffy and soft, his pale profile looking up at the Blue Morpho butterfly on the exhibit wall.

“To take it further, some say that a hug gives a sense of security because two people’s heartbeats can fill the emptiness in the other person’s right chest. In that moment, they each possess two pairs of wings.”

This kind of foolish fantasy, viral with a strong urge to spread, rarely caused Situ Jing concern. If he listened any longer, he would become as foolish as Bai Yu.

Situ Jing shifted his feet, facing Bai Yu, “Where do you get these far-fetched ideas?”

“I majored in composition. When I was doing composition and lyric-writing assignments, I read a passage about insects during a field trip and found it novel, so I remembered it.”

Situ Jing turned and walked out of the exhibition hall. Bai Yu followed him out.

The two went one after the other into the ant exhibition hall on the left, viewed the tall termite mound, and then took the elevator to the second floor to browse the venomous insect exhibition hall.

Situ Jing raised his hand to check his wrist-watch. “It’s four o’clock. That’s enough.”

He couldn’t waste any more time in this boring place.

Bai Yu pointed to a small cultural and creative shop in the north side of the ground floor exhibition hall that sold some ceramic goods, “What’s that? Insect pottery?”

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