The Beta Fake Young Master Just Wants to Decline the Shura Field - Chapter 12

“Although omegas can provide pheromones for alphas, their heat cycles have a probability of inducing an alpha’s rampage, making both sides slaves to their genetics. Therefore, I will only look for a beta when I marry in the future.”

Jiang Lanyi had been interrupted several times and was already looking displeased, but since Xiao Chi was not in the right state of mind, he had no choice but to be patient. “What about bearing offspring? Although betas have a uterus, it is difficult for them to conceive, and forcing a pregnancy would cause irreversible damage to the uterus. Are you planning on adoption?”

Even if the Xiao family agreed to let Xiao Chi marry a beta, they would never allow him to remain without heirs.

Xiao Chi replied, “No, I still hope to have our own children.”

He seemed somewhat distracted, as if remembering something. He paused and continued, “Five years ago, Y-Country achieved embryo implantation for AB couples. The child was born safely, had no genetic defects, and both father and child were healthy. To this day, no physical problems have appeared.”

Ha. Jiang Lanyi almost laughed.

He claimed he did not want to be a slave to pheromones, yet in the end, was he not sacrificing someone else’s body for his own selfish desires? Were betas born with such lowly fates?

But in the next second, Xiao Chi said, “A was the one who was pregnant.”

Jiang Lanyi: “…”

This man was truly insane.

However, Xiao Chi seemed to think it was perfectly normal. He was still softly counting the time required to implement this plan, as well as the arrangements for the details, as if he had been planning this for a long time, just waiting for the fated beta to appear.

With the conversation at this point, Jiang Lanyi could not be bothered to comment further.

It had nothing to do with him anyway. Even if Xiao Chi liked betas, he would still have to find someone with a similar family background. And his own biological parents were said to have passed away long ago, leaving behind no inheritance at all.

Therefore, to Xiao Chi, a beta was only a backup among backups, and to a beta, Jiang Lanyi was just an enormous backup.

He had plenty of self-awareness and would not believe that last week’s temporary marking had any special meaning.

A bite here, a kiss there; they had known each other for so long that as long as there were no unexpected pregnancies, it was all fine. He was not that petty.

Noticing his expression, Xiao Chi suppressed the urge to rub his hands and asked, “Why, do you like omegas that much?”

Jiang Lanyi raised his eyebrows. “I personally think omegas are quite good.”

He wanted to say no to all gender discrimination. Xiao Chi’s denial from a physiological level was an even bigger, capital “NO.”

After hearing his answer, Xiao Chi leaned back into the chair, once again merging into the shadows. “Oh.”

He did not know what kind of temper he was throwing again. Jiang Lanyi could not be bothered to pay attention to him.

At midnight, all was silent. In the guest bedroom, Jiang Lanyi was sleeping incredibly soundly when, suddenly, a hand reached out from the darkness and pulled back the bottom half of his quilt.

That hand probed into his trouser leg, caressing the delicate skin for a moment, tracing the shape of his ankle bone and heel, then lifted its fingertips to trace the slightly raised veins on the top of his foot.

Then, it moved all the way up, gripped his calf, and pressed his two feet together onto another body.

The panting in the dark night sounded like a large, predatory beast lurking in wait. Its white fangs were bared but blocked by a metal cage; its pitch-black pupils suddenly constricted, staring unblinkingly at the person on the bed.

A bright red tongue steamed with heat.

Haa, haa. Huff, huff.

In the corner of the ceiling, a tiny red dot flickered. If one looked closely, it was clearly a working pinhole camera.

Jiang Lanyi was not sleeping peacefully and turned over.

He felt as if he were stepping on a thick sea anemone tentacle; it was damp, scorching, and there were wet suckers sucking on the soles of his feet.

It was so itchy that he wanted to laugh. He lifted the corners of his mouth slightly and mumbled two sentences, “Don’t… dirty…”

After he said this, the “sea anemone” actually stopped sucking. It just submissively rubbed against him, from the base of his toes to the center of his foot, and even forced its way between his toes.

…How could he have such a dream?

When Jiang Lanyi woke up in the morning, he sat on the bed for a while before pulling back the blanket to look at his feet.

There was no sea anemone. The sheet under his feet was also dry and clean. All that muddy dampness and scorching suction seemed to be nothing more than a delusion from a strange dream.

No, no, no, he could not call it strange; it was just a little thing with a big head. Calling it strange was an overstatement. But…

He stared at his crotch. There was nothing he could do, so he resigned himself to going to the bathroom to take care of it. Because of this, he was fifteen minutes late, and Xiao Chi had already left.

The workaholic alpha had just finished his rut and was already obsessed with work. This was the first time Jiang Lanyi had eaten breakfast alone after moving in, and he felt the table was strangely empty.

Usually, Xiao Chi would sit on his right side; there would be the sound of fingers clicking on a screen, and the sound of a coffee cup being set down would be crisp and clear.

Occasionally, he would ask Jiang Lanyi for his opinion on new dishes, show concern for his itinerary for the day, and if he knew Jiang Lanyi had a written exam or interview, he would even come over for a five-minute surprise quiz.

He really was a model landlord who did everything for him. It was just that his habit of discriminating against omegas was not great.

As Jiang Lanyi reflected on this, his phone vibrated twice, indicating a new email.

[Dear interviewee, hello. Thank you very much for your attention and trust in our company, but we regret to inform you…]

It was yesterday’s interview. He actually did not pass.

Why? Was it because he had a conflict with an idiot? Or was his way of handling things inconsistent with the company style? Or did those two “Bs” have backing and get him cut?

Jiang Lanyi’s fingers moved across the screen so fast they were almost sparking. He drafted an 800-word email questioning the decision, but just as he was about to hit send, he pulled his hand back.

There was no need. It was not like he really wanted to go to that company anyway. So what if they had a two-day weekend and daily afternoon tea? What was so great about that? Heh.

One hour later.

“Ahh, that was my last interview, ahhh!” Jiang Lanyi sprawled on the sofa, punching and kicking at the air, sending over a dozen voice messages to Xiao Chi.

“Why didn’t they want me? I have a high degree, look good, and I’m reliable in my work. How would they know if I’m not good to use if they didn’t try me?”

“If they didn’t like me, why did the interviewer praise me? Flirting without taking responsibility, scumbag!”

“Wuwu, give me an offer, I can do anything! I don’t want to be a shut-in, I also want a stable weekend and daily snacks…”

Xiao Chi never listened to voice messages; they were all transcribed to text. He had even once made a subordinate doubt their life because of a 60-second long voice message, so Jiang Lanyi felt very safe venting his frustration in voice notes.

Anyway, Xiao Chi’s electronic devices were “deaf.” He could howl however he wanted, and no one would care if he howled until his throat was sore.

After howling, he could eat the Sichuan fritillaria and snow pear stewed by Housekeeper Zhang, review his interview performance with her, and cheer himself up to prepare for the future.

Where you fall is where you pull yourself up to sprint. This was Jiang Lanyi’s code of conduct. He would not be depressed just because of one small interview…

In the evening, as soon as Xiao Chi entered the entryway, he saw Jiang Lanyi sitting on the sofa in a daze. He averted his gaze and first nodded to Housekeeper Zhang. “Let’s have dinner as planned.”

Housekeeper Zhang was a bit worried about Jiang Lanyi. After quietly reporting his strange behavior throughout the day, she brought the dishes out from the kitchen, only to begin worrying about her young master’s stomach.

Sigh, even if he wanted to make Young Master Jiang happy, the young master himself had to eat well. Why suffer together?

But after Xiao Chi washed his hands, the first spoonful he scooped was from the bowl of mapo tofu in the center.

Yesterday, he had discovered that Jiang Lanyi had a strong preference for oily and spicy foods. Even if his lips became red and swollen, he would still insist on dipping everything in chili peppers while hissing.

Xiao Chi did not approve of this diet, yet on the dinner table tonight, among the four dishes, only one (cabbage in chicken soup) was mild. The other three were spicy. Jiang Lanyi not only failed to notice, he had no appetite. He just mechanically shoveled rice into his mouth, chewing out of pure reflex.

“I received a package at the door just now with your name on it,” Xiao Chi said, setting down his bowl and wiping his hands with a hot towel.

Jiang Lanyi’s eyes shifted over to him. “Oh, maybe I bought something.”

“Is that so? But it seems to be a letter,” Xiao Chi said.

A letter? Who would know he was staying at Xiao Chi’s place and write him a letter?

Taking the express delivery, Jiang Lanyi tore off the seal and pulled out a thin, light-colored card.

[Student Jiang Lanyi, hello! Congratulations on passing through layers of screening and the interview for Yichuang Technology. We sincerely invite you to join…]

Oh. Good. He made it.

“What is it?” Xiao Chi’s gaze fell on his fingers, which were gradually tightening.

Jiang Lanyi could not help but grin. “An offer, it’s my campus recruitment offer!”

His eyes were shining, his cheeks looked as if they had been lit up, and when he smiled, he showed exactly eight teeth, the tips of his canines pressing against his lower lip.

Xiao Chi’s hands, which were folded on his lap, subconsciously gripped each other. “Mm, congratulations. When do you start?”

Jiang Lanyi was not yet so blinded by joy that he did not check the offer letter twice. “It says next week, but I still have to look into the company’s development prospects…”

Xiao Chi nodded. “Do you have any other offers on hand?”

Jiang Lanyi was silent, gritting his teeth. “…No.”

“…Then how were the results of the other written tests and interviews?”

Jiang Lanyi kicked the stool under the table and muttered, “Well, none of them passed…”

Xiao Chi raised an eyebrow. “Only this one passed?”

Jiang Lanyi: “…”

He quickly opened a business search app and found that the company had good credit, decent industry reviews, and it was a promising start for a new graduate. He cleared his throat and said, “Employment offers are about quality, not quantity. I think this one is quite good.”

Regardless, he would soon be someone with an income! He would save up some money, move out, and never have to act according to Xiao Chi’s mood again!

Once Jiang Lanyi’s mood improved, his appetite surged. He scooped another small bowl of rice and ate happily. “This is so fragrant, and that shrimp dish is also very tasty. Are you full already?”

“Mm, you eat slowly.” Xiao Chi opened his tablet to handle business. Jiang Lanyi had once asked him why he always worked at the dinner table, and he had said he had just finished eating and was sitting there to help his digestion.

People who love work can work anywhere. Heh heh, starting next weekend, he could also be someone who loves to work!

Jiang Lanyi curved his eyebrows and eyes. Seeing Xiao Chi keeping his mouth half-covered, he suddenly said, “Your mouth is so red. Did you wear lipstick today?”

Xiao Chi did not even move a hair. “No.”

“Then why is it so red? You ate the same clear soup pot as me yesterday. Did you get an internal heat-up from that?”

Xiao Chi slowly took a deep breath and bent his index finger to knock on the table. He gestured for Jiang Lanyi to look at the tabletop. Three-quarters of the dishes were spicy. They were all made according to his taste.

“You were teased by the craving yesterday, but you still have to take it step by step,” Jiang Lanyi said.

Xiao Chi could no longer tolerate it. He swiped a few times on his tablet, turned up the volume, and began playing.

“I’m so sad, wuwu. Tonight, I will definitely turn my grief into appetite and eat two pots of potato crisps with rice.”

“Otherwise, I should just buy a block of tofu and ram myself to death. I’ll use the pieces to make mapo tofu. Sigh, I really want to eat mapo tofu.”

“Oh heaven, I also want to receive an offer with a sense of ceremony. Ah, I smell the aroma of roasted duck rack. Which shop…”

Halfway through the recording, Jiang Lanyi snatched the tablet and pressed the power button. “Um, I thought you wouldn’t listen. I was just talking nonsense. Ha, ha.”

Xiao Chi tapped his index finger, his thin lips (which were flushed crimson from the spice) parting slightly. “Waste is shameful. Eat. It. All.”

In the end, Jiang Lanyi finished the meal while hugging the rice cooker. Fortunately, those dishes just looked like a lot but did not take up much room; his stomach could handle it. It was just that in the evening, Xiao Chi broke off a piece of digestive tablet to eat, and Jiang Lanyi quietly teased him for it.

In the blink of an eye, the second week arrived. Jiang Lanyi entered the corporate communication channels in advance, completed the preliminary online training, and arrived downstairs at the company on time in a beautiful mood.

You never know until you look. When he looked, he saw tall buildings standing in great numbers all around him. So, he had not joined a tiny workshop after all.

With eyes still filled with the clear, foolish simplicity belonging to a college student, Jiang Lanyi lifted his leg to go in when a commotion suddenly came from the side. Many employees in formal wear were whispering to each other.

“Such a big show today.”

“Maybe there are important clients.”

“Sss, thinking about the scene when he gets out of the car in a moment, I want to wear sunglasses. I’m afraid of being blinded.”

Jiang Lanyi’s curiosity was piqued, and he followed everyone to look at the Maybach at the entrance. The more he looked, the more familiar it seemed.

Until the security guard with white gloves opened the car door.

First, a high-end, handmade custom leather shoe stepped on the ground, revealing a balanced and slender leg, followed by a well-tailored three-piece suit, narrow waist, and broad shoulders. And, the face Jiang Lanyi had only seen before leaving the house.

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