Honey, Open The Door. I Want To Give You The Room Key - Chapter 21

After calming down, Lou Qingshuang sat on the windowsill, letting the cold wind blow over her. She was no fool; she had already seen through Liu Yu’s tactics.

Liu Yu wanted to use other methods to make Lou Qingshuang grow accustomed to her bit by bit, perhaps even to be captivated by her charm. Liu Yu knew her own advantages all too well, and she knew Lou Qingshuang’s character just as well.

Lou Qingshuang rested her hand against her temple, leaning languidly against the windowsill. She liked this place; it was a sanctuary where she could relax and think.

Watching the light rain flutter and fall outside, pitter-pattering against the leaves, Lou Qingshuang sighed. She hadn’t even moved on from Shen Yue yet, and Liu Yu had already begun to force her way in.

This twisted fate was truly a tangled mess that couldn’t be cut or unraveled.

Leaning against the windowsill and lost in thought, Lou Qingshuang eventually fell asleep.

The next morning, she ran into Liu Yu again. Looking at Liu Yu, who had returned to her usual attire, Lou Qingshuang felt a twinge of unease whenever she thought of the kiss they shared when she was conscious. Liu Yu, on the other hand, looked quite spirited.

“Good morning.”

“Morning,” Lou Qingshuang nodded.

After several days, Lou Qingshuang had grown used to the four “gatekeepers” standing in the elevator.

Driving her car behind Liu Yu’s, Lou Qingshuang thought to herself that Liu Yu was unusually quiet today; she hadn’t spoken another word after that single greeting.

As soon as Liu Yu sat in her car, exhaustion washed over her face. Her rut was approaching. Every time before a rut, she would feel extremely tired—a dual torment of the mind and body.

“Chairman, do you need to rest tomorrow?” Zhu Yan asked softly, noticing Liu Yu’s poor complexion.

“No need, the time hasn’t come yet. It might be early this time; I’ll rest when the rut actually arrives,” Liu Yu said with her eyes closed.

Liu Yu thought of Lou Qingshuang. Their pheromones were highly compatible, though she didn’t know what Lou Qingshuang’s pheromone grade was.

A high-grade Alpha required a partner of equally high grade; only then would their pheromones match and be sufficient to soothe each other’s distress.

This differentiation was a torment, but also a gift.

One morning half a month later, Lou Qingshuang opened her door and was surprised not to see Liu Yu.

She looked around the doorway and waited for a minute, but when Liu Yu didn’t appear, she had no choice but to leave. Looking at her phone, Lou Qingshuang felt a bit unaccustomed to not having someone waiting to go to work with her.

“Strange, isn’t she going to work today?” Lou Qingshuang stood in front of the elevator, waiting a while longer, but Liu Yu still didn’t come out.

Recalling their elevator ride yesterday, Liu Yu hadn’t mentioned going on a business trip. Previously, Liu Yu would inform her if anything was happening, whether Lou Qingshuang cared or not.

With her hands tucked into the pockets of her trench coat, her long wavy hair cascading over her shoulders, and her lips painted with lipstick, Lou Qingshuang’s beautiful face wore a look of contemplation—though her complexion didn’t look very good.

Suddenly, Zhu Rui, who had already taken a mountain of photos of Lou Qingshuang, had someone post them online.

In an instant, the internet was ablaze with rumors of Lou Qingshuang being “kept.” The posts specifically compared Lou Qingshuang’s original car with Liu Yu’s car, causing Wanshuang’s reputation to plummet immediately.

A group of people appeared online, beginning to analyze how Wanshuang was able to stand its ground and go head-to-head with Lan Dai.

Netizens who loved such gossip woke up and began digging through the news rapidly.

Lou Qingshuang and Bai Wan trembled with rage as they looked at the news.

Even Shen Yue sent a message questioning her: Was it because of her that you went out to social events several times before?

Looking at the email from Shen Yue, Lou Qingshuang pressed her lips tightly together, her eyes turning red. She furiously sent back an email: Shen Yue, I am not as low as you.

Lou Qingshuang had originally wanted to leave a few beautiful memories of that relationship, or at least not let it turn disgusting, but she hadn’t expected such a scandal to break out just before their legal battle.

The headline she never wanted to be on had found her after all.

However, even more unexpectedly, as soon as the headline climbed to the top, it was immediately wiped from the entire internet. Nothing remained; the web was clean and quiet, as if the previous chaos had been a mere illusion. People online kept asking: Was that just my imagination?

“The big boss Liu made a move,” Bai Wan said excitedly.

Hearing the unfamiliar name, Qin Nan asked curiously, “Who is the big boss Liu?”

“Cannot say,” Bai Wan quickly made an ‘X’ over her mouth with her fingers.

This only piqued Qin Nan’s curiosity further, but seeing the expressions on Bai Wan and Lou Qingshuang’s faces, she sensed it wasn’t the time to ask. Now that the matter was resolved, Qin Nan could go back to her own business.

Who knew a small cosmetics company could be tossed around so miserably?

Qin Nan touched her own face, feeling that she had become Haggard during this period. “President Bai, Director Lou, I’ll head back first. If there are other problems, we’ll discuss them then. Right now, the best way is not to respond.”

After Bai Wan watched Qin Nan leave, she locked the office door. “Shuangshuang, it’s time for us to fight back. Lan Dai isn’t acting human, and Shen Yue wants to be a dog, so we’ll just beat these shameless things to death.”

“Fine,” Lou Qingshuang agreed with a cold face. Originally, she hadn’t wanted it to be like this; she wanted to put a less wretched end to that relationship, but she hadn’t expected it to end in such a mess anyway.

Her kindness had been wasted on a dog.

The moment Zhu Yan saw the trending search; she immediately had it taken down while monitoring online public opinion.

As for the mastermind behind this trending search, Zhu Yan had already sent people to investigate.

She had to ensure that Liu Yu wasn’t troubled—especially since Liu Yu had been feeling unwell lately.

Liu Yu lay at home in her nightgown. The scent of countless roses—her pheromones—had swept through the entire room. Her brow was furrowed and she was drenched in sweat; this time was even more difficult than usual.

As an S-grade Alpha, Liu Yu had used too many pheromone suppressants and blocking injections. Her glands had developed a resistance to the medication.

Normally, people her age would more or less have a partner or a companion, but Liu Yu was the exception.

This was because she didn’t want to hand her emotions over to pheromones; she hoped to fall in love with someone while in a state of complete rationality.

Furthermore, she didn’t trust people—especially those who deliberately appeared before her.

Liu Yu had waded through a sea of blood and corpses; the struggles within the Liu family and against the outside world had caused her to lose trust and interest in people.

Only the recent appearance of Lou Qingshuang had piqued her interest, though Liu Yu didn’t know how long that interest would last.

“Liu Yu, how are you? Do you need me to come see you?” Liu Yu’s good friend called her.

“Hoo… I’m fine. I just need to rest for a while,” Liu Yu said, lying back on the sofa and exposing her sexy neck, which was covered in sweat.

“Didn’t you find a little Omega? Let her help you,” Shang Qing said.

Liu Yu opened her eyes and stared at the ceiling, her eyes narrowing slightly. “How did you know?”

“You two were both on the trending searches today. The whole internet is guessing who this mysterious big boss behind the scenes is. Fortunately, the other party had some sense and didn’t release the license plate number,” Shang Qing said in a clear and gentle voice, providing Liu Yu with a reminder.

She was reminding Liu Yu to be careful of someone causing trouble behind her back.

“It seems the search has already been taken down, otherwise Zhu Yan would have called me. I’m going to rest, hang up.” No matter how uncomfortable she was, Liu Yu maintained her reason and did not let desire cloud her mind.

As for Shang Qing’s suggestion to ask Lou Qingshuang for help, it wasn’t that Liu Yu didn’t want to. It was just that Lou Qingshuang hadn’t taken that next step with her yet. A sudden request would surely be rejected, and that would be too pathetic. Liu Yu did not allow herself to be seen in a pathetic state.

Lou Qingshuang, who had prepared to tear into Shen Yue at the company, didn’t see anyone mention the trending search for the rest of the day.

The major bloggers online seemed to have gone silent, and no one even mentioned the plagiarism incident anymore.

Lou Qingshuang scrolled through the posts one by one. She couldn’t release the video of Shen Yue stealing the data yet, or it would draw everyone’s attention back and make the matter even more complicated.

She and Bai Wan had reported it to the police, formally opening a case for commercial espionage regarding the theft of the company’s core formulas.

Lou Qingshuang dragged her weary body home. When she reached the elevator, she realized that Liu Yu was still not there.

Standing at her front door, Lou Qingshuang thought for a moment. “I should still go thank her.”

Even though the mess was related to Liu Yu, the resolution was also Liu Yu’s doing. At the very least, Lan Dai was now as quiet as a mouse.

Liu Yu, who had just endured the first wave of her heat, heard the doorbell. She stood up unsteadily, drenched in sweat, and walked toward the door.

At this hour, the only person who would knock was Lou Qingshuang.

Liu Yu dragged her heavy body to open the door. When Lou Qingshuang saw her, Liu Yu was covered in sweat, her breathing heavy and rapid. She looked as if she were about to faint. Having not experienced a rut in a long time, Lou Qingshuang didn’t realize for a moment that Liu Yu’s rut had arrived. She asked softly, “Are you sick?”

A thick scent of rose pheromones surged into Lou Qingshuang’s brain. Lou Qingshuang grumbled inwardly: How can this person spray so much perfume when she’s sick?

The moment Liu Yu saw Lou Qingshuang, she keenly caught Lou Qingshuang’s scent. “Not sick… just can’t stand steadily.”

Liu Yu intentionally swayed her body—and since she was already drained from resisting the rut, the sway was genuine enough to look like she was falling. Lou Qingshuang quickly stepped forward to support her. Liu Yu took the opportunity to fall into Lou Qingshuang’s embrace. Lou Qingshuang struggled to hold her up and asked, “Are you alright!?”

Liu Yu leaned against Lou Qingshuang’s shoulder, hugging her tightly, and reached back to close the door. Hearing the thud of the door closing, Lou Qingshuang’s heart skipped a beat. She wanted to pull back slightly, but she was held tight by Liu Yu. “It hurts…” Liu Yu whimpered into Lou Qingshuang’s ear, her voice soft and fragile as she showed her vulnerability.

Lou Qingshuang stopped moving. Smelling the massive cloud of pheromones, she finally realized, no matter how slow she was. “Your rut… it’s here?”