Full-Level Quick Transmigration Expert: The Scum Man Reform Manual - Chapter 20

The Substitute Omega is Soft and Delicate 20

Lin Xiyao’s estrus period was intense this time. His cheeks were flushed red, and he looked as though he were intoxicated, his eyes hazy and unfocused.

To him, this was merely a physical reaction, but to Shen Wenbai, who was attending to him, Lin Xiyao looked like a little lamb tempting him to commit a crime.

Unable to help himself, Shen Wenbai leaned down and kissed him. One hand supported Lin Xiyao’s waist while the other slipped inside his clothes.

Lin Xiyao’s skin was as smooth as silk. Shen Wenbai’s large hands roamed without any order, and the delicate sensation was addictive. No matter how many times he touched him, whether in cat form or human form, he remained completely captivated.

“Xiyao, do you want it?”

Shen Wenbai’s voice was hoarse as his fingers gently stroked Lin Xiyao’s smooth back.

Lin Xiyao had no sense of reason left. His head was dizzy, and he only knew that he desperately craved something. His fingers dug into the bedsheets as he nodded frantically.

Seeing him so eager, Shen Wenbai was overjoyed. No longer concerned with anything else, he pressed Lin Xiyao down.

Countless days had passed.

When Shen Wenbai woke up, he saw Lin Xiyao covered in marks. Lin Xiyao was already asleep, his body curled into a ball, looking delicate and pitiful.

Shen Wenbai’s non-existent conscience was once again twisted with guilt.

He sat up gently, watching Lin Xiyao in his sleep, and could not help but reach out to stroke his smooth cheek.

His movements were very light, as if afraid of waking him.

Shen Wenbai’s gaze was tender with a smile on his lips. His hand slowly moved down to rest on Lin Xiyao’s flat abdomen, his eyes slightly closed. It was a pity. It was a pity for such a wonderful world.

Unfortunately, they did not belong to this world, and the bad cat was a male.

Otherwise, at their frequency, the bad cat would have given birth to at least six litters of kittens by now.

When Lin Xiyao woke up, he checked the sun. He was currently 40% dead.

“Why did you not just finish me off?”

As soon as the bad cat spoke, his raspy voice echoed through the room.

“How could that be? I cannot bear to. Baby, it is time for your medicine.” Shen Wenbai took out the herbal medicine from the thermal container and brought it to Lin Xiyao. “Baby, drink it while it is hot; do not spill more than half like last time.”

Hearing this, Lin Xiyao frowned and snapped, “What do you mean by that? I was not doing it on purpose!”

Shen Wenbai kept smiling, silently leaning his face over, coaxing Lin Xiyao while feeding him the medicine.

Lin Xiyao downed it in one gulp, not giving Shen Wenbai a chance to feed him spoon by spoon, finishing everything that was left.

Looking at the empty bowl, Shen Wenbai felt a bit regretful.

He had originally wanted to feed Lin Xiyao candy with his mouth, but it seemed there was no chance now.

“Alright, baby, how do you feel now? Is there anywhere you feel uncomfortable?” Shen Wenbai asked with genuine concern, his tone kind.

Lin Xiyao shook his head slightly. A trace of fatigue-induced blush remained on his face, but his eyes revealed a glimmer of resolve. He was incredibly strong now; Shen Wenbai could not finish him off.

“I want to buy a bag.”

Shen Wenbai was stunned, and then a glimmer of excitement flashed in his eyes. “Okay! Which brand? Let us buy the most expensive one, the full diamond-encrusted version! Think of how cool it will look when you carry it out!”

His tone was full of enthusiasm. The more expensive the bag, the better the excuse to demand benefits later.

Lin Xiyao rolled his eyes, a helpless smile tugging at the corners of his mouth. “I want a red bean bun that I can eat.”

He fell for it! His scheme failed. Even with half a brain, he could guess that Shen Wenbai’s smile was deceptive.

“I do not like bags to carry; I like my bank account balance to be longer than my phone number.” Lin Xiyao blinked his eyes, looking at Shen Wenbai with a grin.

Shen Wenbai’s face darkened immediately. He had thought he could get some benefits, but he had been tricked again.

“Take it, I guarantee it will be longer than your phone number.”

It was rare for Lin Xiyao to ask for things, so how could he refuse?

Shen Wenbai had just paid out a sum of money, and before he could enjoy a moment of intimacy with his lover, he was driven away to the company to earn more.

The house was quiet. Lin Xiyao lay on the bed playing on his phone.

He had only played for a few minutes when his phone rang.

It was Song Ren calling with the same script, asking him out. Since he was being so enthusiastic, there must be a trap; only a fool would go out at a time like this.

Lin Xiyao decided to slack off at home. If Song Ren had the ability, he could come find him here.

Of course, Song Ren could not enter the Shen household. That hungry wolf Shen Wenbai had recently scammed him so badly he could barely afford his own pants. He had staked everything on Lin Xiyao, but the ingrate would not come out.

He did not even have a chance to kidnap him.

That day, Song Ren called Lin Xiyao again to ask him out, but Lin Xiyao flatly refused.

Song Ren added that he had major news regarding Lin Xiyao’s background. Lin Xiyao did not believe him but agreed to go anyway.

When Lin Xiyao arrived, Song Ren was stunned. His rebellious son had brought at least twenty bodyguards with weapons in their hands. If he was not mistaken, those were electric batons.

“You had better have explosive news for me.”

Lin Xiyao sat across from him wearing sunglasses. Several bodyguards stood guard nearby to prevent any accidents.

“Actually, you are not my son.” Song Ren began his “sell misery” routine.

Lin Xiyao: “Oh.”

Lin Xiyao responded with indifference. Song Ren gritted his teeth and continued, “I know you do not believe it. I did not believe it at first either, but it is the truth. I raised someone else’s child for eighteen years; my heart is bitter!”

Lin Xiyao: “Oh!”

Song Ren took a deep breath and continued, “I raised you for eighteen years; not only are you not grateful, but you do not even believe me! It really breaks my heart!”

Lin Xiyao replied with another “Mm.” By now, Song Ren was infuriated.

He stood up abruptly and roared, “Lin Xiyao, is this how you repay me? Do you have a conscience?”

Lin Xiyao nodded, “You are absolutely right. I have no conscience.”

He was not lying. He was greedy for money and fond of beauty; his conscience had been gone for a long time. Perhaps he never had one to begin with a natural-born ingrate.

Lin Xiyao’s attitude filled Song Ren with hatred. He hated that he had prepared so few people and hated that Lin Xiyao did not believe him, coming to the meeting with so many bodyguards.

Seeing that there was no more show to watch, Lin Xiyao led his bodyguards home and complained to Shen Wenbai that night.

Shen Wenbai: “?”

No, how could someone be so confident? What was inside Song Ren’s brain? Raising someone else’s child while keeping his own illegitimate child like a treasure at home? He was probably a bit mentally ill, a total lunatic.