Full-Level Quick Transmigration Expert: The Scum Man Reform Manual - Chapter 9

The Gentle and Delicate Substitute Omega (9)

The fake friend gave it a second thought. What did high-level pheromones represent? It meant this Alpha had some status, and he might be able to make use of this resource. A smile returned to his face. “I am only doing this for your own good. Do not take it to heart.”

“I will not take it to heart…” Actually, he would.

Lin Xiyao gave an awkward smile, inwardly mocking the situation. What business was it of others who he associated with? How ridiculous! He had likely been viewed as merchandise to be sold off again.

This was not the first time this had happened. He had a decent enough face but was only a statusless Beta. Fortunately, he had kept his status as an Omega hidden; otherwise, he would have either been tricked into being sold or used by the Song family as a bargaining chip.

Looking at it this way, Shen Wenbai was his best option. Without comparison, there was no pain.

“Lin Xiyao, this is my friend, Song Yu. He is from the Song family! It is a pity you are already taken. Sigh.” The fake friend introduced the stranger’s identity to Lin Xiyao, simultaneously showing off his own value. He had resources in his hands, after all.

Lin Xiyao nodded. He had no fondness for anyone from the Song family. It was normal for people to want to climb higher and to use some methods to do so, but they should not sell him off. It was clear that the friend looked decent enough, so why not go for it himself?

He did not want to get entangled with such people any longer. Just then, he caught sight of Shen Wenbai’s car. He stood up and said, “I have matters to attend to tonight. Let us chat another day.”

“Hey, you!” The fake friend chased him to the restaurant entrance, but Lin Xiyao had already reached the car. He saw Shen Wenbai step out from the backseat and open the door for Lin Xiyao to enter.

“Th, th, that person is Mr. Shen.” Song Yu stuttered.

The fake friend wanted to go over and greet him, but the car had already driven off. Furious, he slapped his own thigh. “Why did you not tell me sooner?”

“Y, you did not let me speak.” Song Yu pouted, feeling wronged. He had not lied, after all.

The fake friend choked. It seemed he was the one who had forbidden him from speaking, so why was he blaming everything on him now?

“I did not mean it. Let us call it even.” Being in the wrong, the fake friend could only pretend to be magnanimous.

“Do you want to go eat?” Shen Wenbai did not ask who had asked Lin Xiyao out; that was Lin Xiyao’s freedom, and he had no right to interfere. He only needed to ensure Lin Xiyao’s safety.

“What shall we eat?” Lin Xiyao looked at Shen Wenbai. “Do I get to decide tonight?”

“Yes. What kind of food do you like?” Shen Wenbai asked with a smile, his tone doting, as if speaking to a child.

Lin Xiyao looked out the car window and said, “Let us have Western food.”

“Fine, I will listen to you.” Shen Wenbai was not a picky eater; he ate almost anything, so whatever Lin Xiyao chose was fine by him.

Lin Xiyao thought of the fake friend, and his mood soured. “Mr. Shen, do you have any friends you are very close with?”

“Friends I am close with? I do not have any, but I have a cat-like nemesis. He unilaterally views me as his mortal enemy,” Shen Wenbai recalled.

A cat-like nemesis…

Lin Xiyao did not understand. Was Shen Wenbai that childish, holding a grudge against a cat?

Shen Wenbai seemed to read Lin Xiyao’s thoughts, saying lightly, “The way that cat and I interact is very strange.”

Lin Xiyao lost interest; he had a feeling that what followed would not be anything good. He wanted his ears to stay clean.

The two arrived at the restaurant, and Shen Wenbai requested a private room. After ordering two items at random, he handed the menu to Lin Xiyao. Once the order was placed, the waiter retreated.

Lin Xiyao picked up the wine bottle on the table. “Mr. Shen, would you like a drink?”

“I will have a little, but my alcohol tolerance is average,” Shen Wenbai said with a smile.

Lin Xiyao handed him the bottle. Shen Wenbai sipped the red wine, his peripheral vision sweeping toward Lin Xiyao.

Lin Xiyao took a sip and smacked his lips; the taste was quite good. Upon swallowing the second sip, however, the wine did not taste as good as the first. As expected, food always tastes best on the first bite.

Lin Xiyao saw a piece of cake arrive alongside his steak. He immediately speared a piece of cake and put it in his mouth. The sponge was soft, sweet but not greasy. Indeed, there was a reason why expensive things were expensive; they were delicious!

“Why are you not eating?” Lin Xiyao pushed the plate toward Shen Wenbai, wanting him to try it.

“No thanks, I do not really like sweet foods,” Shen Wenbai said, elegantly cutting his steak.

“Then I will eat it all,” Lin Xiyao said, stuffing the cake into his mouth, his speech muffled.

Shen Wenbai could not help but chuckle as he watched him eat the cake.

“What are you laughing at?” Lin Xiyao widened his eyes. Why was this Alpha so strange? He could not even eat a piece of cake in peace.

“You are very cute,” Shen Wenbai praised him with a smile, his eyes deep and hazy, as bright and dazzling as the starry night sky.

Lin Xiyao’s cheeks burned under his gaze. He lowered his head to eat, pretending he had heard nothing.

The two enjoyed their meal in silence, the atmosphere quite harmonious. Once Lin Xiyao was full, he rubbed his bulging belly. He felt a bit unpresentable; the way he ate was as if he had not seen food in eight hundred years.

Shen Wenbai pulled out a napkin to wipe the corner of his mouth and then casually helped Lin Xiyao wipe the remaining cream from his own mouth, his movements intimate and practiced.

“She…”

Shen Wenbai pressed a finger to Lin Xiyao’s lips, stopping him from saying his name, and said in a gentle voice, “Shh!” He pointed to his own lips.

Lin Xiyao paused and kept his mouth shut, not daring to make a sound. It was better not to guess the thoughts of his sugar daddy; they were completely unfathomable.

That night, Lin Xiyao returned to his own room to sleep, leaving Shen Wenbai alone in his room. With no cat in the bed, he felt a bit unaccustomed to the silence.

Yuanxiao sarcastically mocked him in his mind: What a greasy, pretentious old man.

Shen Wenbai tossed and turned for a long time before finally falling asleep, dreaming that he was holding Lin Xiyao and kissing him over and over again.

When Lin Xiyao woke up, it was nearly nine in the morning. He had had a lewd dream last night, and he had actually dreamt of Shen Wenbai! He still remembered the scene in his dream clearly.

The Alpha was pressing down on him, kissing him wildly. His clothes were in disarray, and there were ambiguous love bites on his chest.

Lin Xiyao woke up in a panic, drenched in sweat. His heat had already passed, so how could he have such a dream? It was too terrifying.

When he went downstairs for breakfast, Shen Wenbai had not yet left. Lin Xiyao did not dare to look directly into Shen Wenbai’s eyes. He felt as if the way Shen Wenbai looked at him was filled with flames, as if he wanted to devour him whole.

“What is wrong with you? Your face is so red,” Shen Wenbai frowned and asked.

Lin Xiyao shook his head, diverting his attention. “It is nothing. I accidentally knocked over a cup and spilled water when I woke up just now.”

Shen Wenbai: “…”

Was there any connection between the two? Lin Xiyao’s reaction was truly bizarre, but he did not press for details.

“I am heading to the company in a while. Would you like to come along?”

Lin Xiyao hesitated for a moment, then nodded. He was idle at home anyway; it made no difference where he went to pass the time.