The Cannon Fodder 'Seme' is the Center of Attention Again (Quick Transmigration) - Chapter 13

A friend he had helped?

A flash of confusion crossed Su Jingyi’s eyes. When did he help someone? He had no memory of it.

The men in black continued to wait quietly. They appeared extremely respectful toward Su Jingyi, yet the formidable circle they had formed did not loosen even a fraction despite the Omega’s clear display of resistance and rejection.

They were indeed waiting.

However, they were waiting for an answer they had already prearranged. Su Jingyi even felt that if he did not accept the invitation, he would be shoved directly into the nearby van in the next second.

The pressure brought by dozens of Alphas was simply too strong. Su Jingyi instinctively took a step back and turned his head toward Gu Shiyu, who had been fiddling with his phone since the beginning. Gu Shiyu looked completely indifferent, as if the surrounding men in black were invisible and he was just a passerby.

The faint white light from the phone screen made the Alpha’s expression look even colder. Fortunately, he still remembered his identity; when Su Jingyi looked over, he immediately put away his phone and looked up at the leader of the men in black. He gave a light cough and said:

“Is your boss Jiang Siran?”

“You will naturally know that when the time comes for the meeting,” the man in black replied evasively.

Gu Shiyu did not take the bait. “Go back and tell Boss Jiang that Master Su accepts his invitation. Three days from now, at eight in the evening at JiangLe Park. The manager will give him the specific private booth number.”

The man in black did not agree immediately upon hearing this. Instead, he looked at Su Jingyi beside Gu Shiyu. It was not until the Omega nodded hesitantly under Gu Shiyu’s signaling that the man continued:

“That works, but how do you guarantee you won’t stand our boss up?”

You’re a bunch of kidnappers and now you’re talking about the spirit of contract?!

How do we guarantee it?! How about I guarantee we’ll stew your boss like a pigeon!

Su Jingyi’s face turned cold.

He was not a good-tempered person to begin with. Moreover, the Alpha he usually needed to deceive with a well-behaved act was not present, so he did not bother wasting words with these idiots who had appeared out of nowhere. He instinctively wanted to snap back, but he was stopped by Gu Shiyu just as he opened his mouth.

The Alpha in the well-tailored suit did not get angry like Su Jingyi, but he was not as easy to talk to as the men in black imagined. He merely cast a faint glance at the leader, the corners of his lips curling up slightly, and then spoke softly:

“It is well known in the industry that the Su family has the strongest spirit of contract. Once a promise is given, it will be unconditionally kept. Besides, Boss Jiang merely wants to thank him in person; why would we not give him that respect? If it really comes to that, you can just pull another stunt like today, can’t you?”

The Alpha’s tone was very gentle and his voice was not loud, but in the quiet parking lot, it sounded exceptionally clear.

“Actually, I am also quite curious. You say you want to give thanks, yet you suddenly send a group of Alphas to intercept us. Is this how Boss Jiang treats his benefactor?”

“…”

“Heh!”

The ancient manor appeared even more quiet in the dark night. Outside the window, all was silent, but inside the room, a sarcastic laugh rang out from the sofa near the fireplace.

“So, after hearing him say that, you just let them leave?”

The leader of the men in black, standing to the side with his head bowed, did not dare look up. He only bowed lower and said cautiously:

“Because Master Su appeared to be angry, and since you previously said we could not use force, so?”

“Alright, I understand. Three days from now, is it? I can wait.”

Before the leader could finish his sentence, the Alpha reclining on the sofa interrupted him.

The leader instinctively looked up. His gaze slid from the Alpha’s indifferent features down to the book the man was fiddling with. On the leather cover were several large gold-stamped characters; he did not see them clearly, but they seemed related to pheromones.

He did not dare look closely and only took a hurried glance before lowering his head again.

However, his thoughts uncontrollably drifted back to the day the Young Master was brought back.

The Alpha, who should have been brought back from Nancheng to Beicheng by the Eldest and Second Young Masters, had disappeared from the hotel after lunch.

The streets were blockaded, surveillance was tracked, and facial recognition was performed, yet no one could find him. A living Alpha seemed to have vanished into thin air. It was not until the plane to Beicheng was about to take off that the Alpha, drenched from head to toe, appeared in the airport VIP lounge, his body covered in the scent of a strange and powerful pheromone.

No one knew what the Alpha had experienced during those five hours of disappearance on that rainy day. They only knew that after Jiang Siran returned to Beicheng, with the help of Old Master Jiang, he quickly took control of most of the Jiang family’s assets. The Eldest and Second Young Masters, who originally had much to say about this matter, surprisingly remained silent. As for the Omega who had pulled the “Prince and the Pauper” switch with the Young Master twenty years ago, he quickly moved out of the Jiang family mansion after returning from Nancheng.

Everything appeared hurried and hasty, and Jiang Siran became the “super lucky one” hit by a massive windfall in everyone’s eyes.

However, to everyone’s surprise, Jiang Siran did not appear particularly happy after taking control of the Jiang family. He did not act like a new official eager to prove himself. Instead, after arranging the company’s affairs, he returned to Nancheng.

To Old Master Jiang, his reason was that he had important matters to handle, but now it appeared more like he was looking for someone important.

Is it that Master Su?

The leader could not help but wonder, but then he thought it was not quite right. After all, although his Young Master kept saying Su Jingyi was his lifesaver, the flash of disappointment in his eyes when he saw the photo especially upon learning the other was an Omega was unmistakable.

Later, he even canceled his plan to meet Su Jingyi in person, only telling them to investigate the Omega’s itinerary and issue a private invitation.

The Alpha on the sofa had his eyelids drooping, looking weary. He did not seem to have much interest in Su Jingyi, yet he insisted on meeting him.

This contradictory behavior was like a ball of yarn becoming more tangled, starting from the corner of the wall and winding around several black silhouettes.

After the heavy door was opened and then slowly closed, the only sound left in the room was the crackling of the firewood burning in the fireplace.

The Alpha’s white-jade fingertips slid inch by inch over the smooth paper, and the black ink characters entered his eyes one by one:

“…A few rare cases indicate that under extreme stimulation and impact, an Alpha may also produce a certain reaction to the pheromones of the same kind. They will crave the sensation of pheromones from the same kind. This type of pheromone impact, which is completely contrary to soothing and can even be called torture, may become a type of pleasure in certain environments that is different from what can be obtained through Alpha-Omega pheromone fusion. A small number of Alphas will grow to like this intense stimulation, or even become addicted…”

We call this the Law of Same-Kind Attraction.

Jiang Siran slowly closed the book, his tongue lightly licking his lower lip. The orange firelight reflected on his pale face, flickering. He seemed to be thinking about something, or perhaps nothing at all. He just quietly watched the flames flicker, and then turned away when spots of light appeared in his vision. He reached out and took a box from the side table.

The bronze-colored padlock was gently removed, and the wooden lid was slowly lifted, revealing bottles of liquids in various colors beneath.

These were the pheromones of various Alphas that Jiang Siran had sent people to collect. Without exception, all of them made him feel annoyed and irritable.

Therefore, he clearly knew that he did not have a reaction to the pheromones of any Alpha. What he craved was only that specific scent.

Cold, damp the mere thought of it made his breathing turn shallow.

Thud!

The box was closed again. The Alpha picked up a glass of whiskey. The pale yellow liquid disappeared bit by bit as his throat moved. Finally, even the ice cubes entered his mouth.

The icy sensation instantly filled his oral cavity. Jiang Siran looked up at the photo scattered beside the book.

It was another rainy day. The elegant little Omega was smiling brightly, the smile on his face like a ray of sunlight breaking through dark clouds.

Jiang Siran’s gaze, however, fell only on the black silhouette beside that Omega, the one wearing a hat and mask, with only half of his figure showing.

Three days…

“Why three days?”

Inside the speeding black car, Su Jingyi could not help but turn toward Gu Shiyu.

The latter seemed addicted to his phone today, having been fiddling with it since the parking lot. He did not look up upon hearing Su Jingyi’s question, merely replying flatly:

“To give you time to prepare.”

“Prepare for what?”

“…” Gu Shiyu tapped his phone before speaking. “Prepare for the meeting with Jiang Siran.”

“That’s it?” Su Jingyi felt something was off.

Jiang Siran, who suddenly showed up saying Su Jingyi helped him, was strange. Gu Shiyu, whom he ran into at the hospital, was even stranger. Su Jingyi had even caught a glimpse of Gu Shiyu changing his factory-default wallpaper, which he had used for years, to a photo of a road covered in fallen leaves.

Since when did Gu Shiyu become so artistic?

Su Jingyi’s brow was tightly knit. Intuitively, it seemed something he did not know about was happening. This feeling of everyone being unpredictable made him feel irritable and restless. He instinctively picked up his phone and dialed a number.

Whether it was to confirm his bad premonition or for some other reason, the other party was very slow to answer. Just as Su Jingyi was about to cancel the call and tell the driver to change destinations, a raspy voice came through the speaker:

“Hello?”

“Gege?!”

Hearing Li Qingran’s voice, Su Jingyi’s brow furrowed even tighter.

“Why is your voice raspy? Do you have a cold? Do you have a fever? Or what happened? Are you still at school.”

A string of questions hit him, leaving even Gu Shiyu beside him a bit stunned, not knowing which one to answer first for a moment.

The Alpha on the other end of the phone was even more silent. Partially because Su Jingyi’s questions were too dense, and partially because he indeed felt unwell.

In the dark room, the Alpha buried himself under the heavy blankets. Surrounding him was a circle of clothes and blankets scattered about, encircling the Alpha like a fortress, or like a… nest built by the Alpha himself that allowed no one to approach.

Cold pheromones permeated every corner of the room. Some sound seemed to come from the phone at his ear again; Li Qingran did not hear it clearly and did not bother to listen. He licked his dry lips.

“Shut up.”

Su Jingyi froze. “Gege, what did you say?”

“I said, mmph..”

The words he did not have time to repeat turned into a groan of pain.

So the Alpha is…

Su Jingyi gripped his phone. He instinctively looked up at the driver who was focused on driving and opened his mouth to tell him to change destinations. Before he could speak, he heard a blunt sentence from beside him:

“Uncle Li, turn around!”

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