Mistaken ‘O’ is a Crazy Gorgeous Boss - Chapter 44

The vast underground parking lot was silent, with only a single black car of ordinary price parked in the southeast corner.

Inside the tightly closed vehicle, Qu Zhen, her ears flushed red, lowered her head slightly to meet the gaze of the person in her arms.

She couldn’t quite decipher the origin or intent behind those words, whether it was the advertising slogan on the lipstick tube or Shen Zhikou herself…

Reason told her she should ask, should inquire about Shen Zhikou’s meaning before intimacy, but her alpha possessiveness whispered an entirely different message.

Kiss her. You want to kiss her.
Just as she said, devour the peony-red hue from her lips, bit by bit, leaving no trace behind.
You should act without hesitation or restraint, for she, too, holds nothing back and waits expectantly.

The two voices wrestled within her, until restraint and endurance gained the upper hand, and possessiveness lost.

Qu Zhen withdrew her gaze and, like a small animal hiding a bellyful of thoughts, buried her face in Shen Zhikou’s shoulder and neck, her voice muffled as she spoke.

“Sister, you’re teasing me again.”

“You know how I feel about you, yet you still tease me like this…” The alpha’s voice sounded almost accusatory. “I’m an alpha, and we just had a temporary mark yesterday. Deep down, I really want to be close to you.”

Her voice grew softer, tinged with a lack of confidence. “If you keep doing this, next time I won’t give…”

Shen Zhikou patted her head, her voice laced with unconcealed laughter.

“Won’t give me what?”

Qu Zhen lifted her head, the faint scent of flowers filling her nostrils, her clear almond-shaped eyes reflecting the stunningly beautiful omega.

It was the first time she had seen Shen Zhikou with lipstick applied so boldly. Unlike her usual cool and detached demeanor, Shen Zhikou now resembled a masterpiece of oil painting from the last century. Every stroke from her brows to her features was richly and vividly rendered.

Qu Zhen could hardly tear her eyes away.

“Hmm?” Shen Zhikou looked at her leisurely. “Are you spacing out?”

“No.” Qu Zhen, with a serious expression, managed to blurt out, “Then I won’t let you eat so many white peach candies.”

On the living room shelf sat a jar of candies that Qu Zhen had bought online. The jar contained an assortment of candies in various flavors, and Qu Zhen had noticed that Shen Zhikou’s favorites were the white peach ones.

Whether they were gummies, hard candies, or filled candies, as long as they were white peach flavored, Shen Zhikou would always eat one or two more, while rarely trying other flavors.

Qu Zhen had quietly observed this and kept it in mind, to the point that now, two-thirds of the candies in the jar were white peach flavored.

Perhaps feeling her tone had been too harsh, Qu Zhen added, “It’s not that I won’t let you eat any at all, just fewer. For example, if you’ve been eating about five candies these past few days, then I’ll reduce it to four.”

Such a light, almost negligible punishment held no weight for Shen Zhikou.

But Qu Zhen, whose heart and eyes were filled with Shen Zhikou, after speaking those words, still wondered if it might have been too harsh.

She deliberated and said, “Then… how about changing it to four gummies and one-”

The remaining words were cut off as Shen Zhikou’s lips pressed against hers, her eyes open, watching Qu Zhen’s changing expression with amusement. The peony-red hue, like rouge, spread between their lips, seeping subtly into their mouths and tongues.

Just as Qu Zhen thought the kiss would deepen further, Shen Zhikou stopped and gently kissed the corner of her lips, her voice slightly hoarse.

“It’s okay if you don’t eat candy,” she said. “I want-”

At this point, things had become increasingly clear. Qu Zhen took back control, wrapping her right arm around Shen Zhikou’s neck, her thumb brushing against the edge of the inhibitor patch. With her left hand, she intertwined their fingers, pressing them together tightly, her suppressed possessiveness completely overflowing.

It was an intensely lingering kiss, stirring the floral scent of pheromones to grow even richer.

Only when the air grew thin and they struggled to catch their breath did she release the Omega in her arms, panting heavily with a blazing gaze.

Neither of them spoke. As Qu Zhen calmed her breathing, she lowered her head to straighten Shen Zhikou’s coat collar, refastened the diamond-shaped button at her waist, and took a scarf from the hanging bag to wrap around her neck, covering her delicate chin and flushed earlobes.

“Let’s go home, sis.”

“Mm.”

Shen Zhikou sat back in her seat, turning her head to look out the window as the blush on her ears slowly faded.

The car gradually pulled out of the garage. Under the night sky, Haicheng remained brightly lit, like a city that never slept, reveling in extravagance. Among the glittering commercial buildings in the distance, a clear crescent moon was embedded, flanked by two clusters of stars that, from afar, strikingly resembled the letter “Z.”

It was the modified logo of Shengcan Group after its most significant upheaval four years ago.

In the misty rainy night, the flickering stars adorned the crescent moon, everything seeming as elusive as trying to grasp the moon’s reflection in water, fleeting and dreamlike.

…

The next morning.

As soon as Qu Zhen woke up, she received an email from Shengcan Venture Capital detailing her internship process and other related matters, with the company’s logo prominently displayed at the top.

She rubbed her eyes, the last traces of drowsiness fading away.

After carefully reading through the email, Qu Zhen closed it and was about to prepare breakfast for Shen Zhikou when her WeChat started buzzing with constant group message notifications.

[Yang Shumeng: I’m done for. They’re calling me in tomorrow to get familiar with things ahead of time. Familiar with what? It’s clearly just free labor! Damn capitalists!! Not even sparing the weekend.]

[Zhou Yun: Don’t even want to talk. I’m already at the company, and my mental state is steadily deteriorating [smile.jpg]]

[Jiang Cheng: [Too scared to speak, trembling in fear.jpg]]

Soon after, the group chat erupted into another round of sticker spam. Qu Zhen sent a sticker of a darkening little penguin before quickly exiting the chat page.

Perhaps due to the temporary mark, Shen Zhikou had been particularly sleepy these past two days. Qu Zhen rolled up her pajama sleeves to her elbows and used the time to hurriedly prepare a nutritious breakfast. Just as she finished and was about to check if Shen Zhikou had woken up, Shen Zhikou emerged from the master bedroom, freshly washed, and they ran into each other.

Qu Zhen’s gaze froze. “Sis, that outfit…”

The slender Omega was wearing her shirt.

It was the white shirt she had laid out for the next day, not a fitted size, and it looked even looser on Shen Zhikou. Due to their height and build differences, the hem of the white shirt hung down to Shen Zhikou’s slender legs, concealing any hint of exposed skin.

The top two buttons were undone, revealing snow-white skin that was almost blinding, along with jade-like collarbones and the lingering rose-colored marks that hadn’t faded.

Uncomprehending, Qu Zhen quickly averted her gaze.

“I put on the wrong one when I got up, but the fabric is really comfortable, so I didn’t change back.” Shen Zhikou asked softly, “Zhenzhen, can’t I wear this shirt?”

“Of course you can!” Qu Zhen replied urgently. “If you want to wear it, go ahead. I’ll go get your socks.”

The room was heated, but Qu Zhen had always been concerned about Shen Zhikou’s cold hands and feet. Not only had she bought heating pads and hand warmers, but she also followed the nutritionist’s advice to help regulate her body every day.

“Zhenzhen, could you also bring me the body lotion?”

“O-okay.”

Shen Zhikou walked over and sat on the sofa. When Qu Zhen reappeared, she was holding a pile of items.

She first placed the warmed hand warmer into Shen Zhikou’s palm, then laid out three different pairs of socks for her to choose from.

Everything had been bought online. When selecting socks for Shen Zhikou, Qu Zhen had bought many different styles, some of which didn’t quite match Shen Zhikou’s usual elegance but she couldn’t resist buying them all anyway.

Of the three pairs arranged on the sofa, the one on the far right was a plain white ankle sock, the middle one was a candy-colored fleece sock, and the leftmost pair was a white mink-fur sock with a cartoon kitten design.

Shen Zhikou glanced at them and was about to choose the plain white pair on the right when she noticed the hopeful look in Qu Zhen’s eyes.

“You want to pick for me, don’t you?”

Qu Zhen shook her head against her true feelings. “No.”

“Really?” Shen Zhikou leaned closer, her slightly curled hair brushing against the alpha’s elbow. “Then is it okay if I don’t wear any?”

Except when it came to health matters, Qu Zhen always deferred to Shen Zhikou in everything. But regarding health-related issues, Qu Zhen rarely compromised.

“Sister.”

Shen Zhikou leaned in and kissed the dimple on her cheek. “I’ll listen to Zhenzhen and wear the white kitty socks you want to see me in.”

She drew back slightly, a smile glimmering in her eyes. “Do you want to keep acting cute?”

Qu Zhen froze for a moment before immediately denying it. “I’m not acting cute.”

After turning eighteen and facing unexpected challenges, the idea of “acting cute” had long since disappeared from her life.

As a freshman in college, she was far more independent and mature than her peers. While her three roommates spent their time playing games in the dorm, Qu Zhen juggled two part-time jobs, braving the scorching sun to navigate the unfamiliar city of Haicheng, all to ease her family’s financial burden and cover her living expenses.

Throughout her four years of college, that word had nothing to do with her. Hearing Shen Zhikou say it so suddenly felt both surprising and unfamiliar.

She stiffly denied it again. “I really wasn’t acting cute with you.”

Some reactions are subconscious, even to oneself. Understanding this well, Shen Zhikou didn’t point it out to her girl. Instead, she moved her foot slightly, preparing to put on the kitty socks herself.

Seeing this, Qu Zhen moved faster. She picked up the fluffy socks, knelt on the light brown plush rug, held Shen Zhikou’s cool, jade-like foot, and carefully slipped the sock onto it.

The sides of the mink-fur socks were adorned with pale pink cat ears, giving off a sense of cuteness that didn’t quite match Shen Zhikou’s usual demeanor.

The white shirt and kitty socks, once worn, turned out to be far more fitting than Qu Zhen had imagined.

“Sister, all done.”

“Haicheng’s autumn and winter are rainy, but it’s still a bit dry.” Shen Zhikou reminded her. “I’d like to apply body lotion. Can you help me, Attorney Xiao Zhen?”

“Okay.”

As the lotion spread across the delicate skin of her legs, Qu Zhen’s face grew as hot as boiling water.

“According to the revised healing plan you adjusted, what is the frequency of our intimacy?”

After coaxing Shen Zhikou to sleep last night, Qu Zhen held her tablet and studied the medical report for a long time, eventually making another adjustment to the updated healing plan.

She explained the reason for the adjustment softly, “Based on the latest medical report and the doctor’s recommendations, the frequency for sexual intimacy remains once a week, but the frequency for other forms of intimacy has been adjusted to once a day. Every day, we must hold hands at least twice, hug three times, and kiss five times. The type of kiss is not specified.”

“A month from now, we will make further adjustments based on the new medical report.” After finishing the explanation, Qu Zhen’s cheeks flushed pink. “Sister, is this plan acceptable? Or do we need further modifications?”

“Acceptable.”

“Mm.”

The body lotion Shen Zhikou often used had a woody scent, which blended well with her natural lily-of-the-valley fragrance. As Qu Zhen closed the lid, she heard the person beside her ask.

“Zhenzhen, do you really like cats that much?”

“Mm,” she replied, lowering her gaze. “I do.”

“Then, do you want to keep a cat?”

Qu Zhen had thought about this before. Considering Shen Zhikou’s health condition and her own future plans, she shook her head.

“I do, a little, but let’s forget about it for now. We can consider it when the conditions are more suitable in the future.”

Shen Zhikou’s gaze flickered slightly.

She had thought the young woman would say yes, after all, she knew exactly how much she adored cats. When she was younger, she had also liked cats and dogs; it was hard to resist such adorable animals. If her young woman had said she wanted to keep one, then there would be a cat in their home.

But to be honest,

She didn’t want a cat to appear in their home.

Because it would mean that the cat would take up some of Qu Zhen’s time and energy, and at the same time, the time they spent together would inevitably decrease.

This relationship was something she had forced into existence, the time they had was something she had fought for. She was greedy, she didn’t want to share it with anyone, anything, or any animal.

So, she grabbed Qu Zhen’s wrist, signaling for her to sit closer.

As the distance closed, Qu Zhen turned her head and met Shen Zhikou’s gaze. Her voice was calm and unhurried.

“The plan starts today, from this moment onward.”

“Okay, Sister.”

“Then, let’s start with a hug.”

Qu Zhen followed the instruction, turning sideways to embrace Shen Zhikou. As soon as her arms wrapped around her slender waist, the cat ears on her socks swayed slightly, and Shen Zhikou used the momentum to sit in the space between her legs.

The startled alpha, dressed in cotton pajamas, felt their skin touch through the fabric. For a moment, her mind went blank.

“Sister.”

“Hmm?”

Qu Zhen’s ears flushed red as she held onto the slender waist. “We’re implementing the plan now, right?”

“Mm, are you shy?”

“N-No.” Qu Zhen’s voice was as soft as a mosquito’s buzz. “I just wanted to ask, Sister, should we kiss?”

Shen Zhikou tossed the initiative back to her. “What do you think?”

The bashful Qu Zhen answered the question with action.

The omega nestled in the alpha’s arms cooperated fully with her tentative advances, parting her lips willingly during the kiss and offering her tongue as it deepened.

A soft sound escaped, and Qu Zhen ended the kiss.

She didn’t let go, still holding the person in her arms tightly. Just as Shen Zhikou’s breathing steadied and she was about to pull away, Qu Zhen’s right earlobe was gently pecked.

The hoarse voice still lingered in Qu Zhen’s ear.

“Little cats will steal dried fish.”

“I won’t.”

The cat-eared socks brushed against Qu Zhen’s thigh, and Shen Zhikou seemed to chuckle softly: “Mia amato, lasu min fari vian malgrandan katon, mi petas.”

It was Esperanto. Having learned a bit from Jiang Cheng, Qu Zhen could roughly understand its meaning.

The balcony curtains were half-open, and the morning sunlight fell upon the potted plants. Qu Zhen looked at Shen Zhikou, her dry throat feeling as if stuffed with cotton, her voice growing low and raspy.

“Sister.”

Shen Zhikou met her gaze, the frost in her eyes beginning to melt: “Malgranda kato, kiu apartenas nur al vi.”

The two sentences connected, each word laden with profound meaning, every syllable hiding an unspoken affection.

My love, please allow me to become your little cat.

A little cat that belongs only to you.