Chapter 4 Pei Jiqing had a fantasy that he shouldn't have had at that moment. Harmless...

Pei Jiqing has always hated his last name. Even during adolescence, he would deliberately cross out his last name countless times after writing it in a notebook or in the signature column.

He felt that as long as he was touched by this word, he would rot and mold.

He never considered himself a member of the Pei family.

Although he was shameless to Shen Huixing, compared with the real Pei family, he was really far behind.

Pei Jiqing woke up from the car accident. The smell of disinfectant was rampant in his nose. The leaves of the sycamore tree were falling outside the window. Through the gap in the gauze curtain, Pei Jiqing could not move. He saw Chen Huixing flipping through the report.

Pei Jiqing felt guilty and thought that Chen Huixing looked like he was appreciating a fake.

"Gland damage?"

Chen Huixing's voice rang out, and the ward was quiet to the extreme.

The next moment, the medical report had turned into snowflakes, scattering into the medical waste bin. Pei Jiqing didn't know why, but he felt a lot like the way he felt when his father casually threw away his college acceptance letter when he was eighteen. He was very depressed.

Actually, it shouldn't have been like that.

His meeting with Shen Huixing was very ordinary, except for the restaurant they met at. That day, the late spring rain slanted across the carved wooden window. As Pei Jiqing was enjoying his third cup of tea, the door was pushed open by the waiter, and Shen Huixing came in against the light. He was not wearing regular clothes, but his military uniform was enough to make everything around him become an afterimage. A golden embroidered hawk fluttered on his chest, ready to fly, and it flew across his angular jaw.

The dishes that had been arranged in advance were served one by one.

"Sorry for the wait."

When Shen Huixing sat down, Pei Jiqing's teacup shook slightly. He hurried to hold it, but the other's bony hand pressed down on the wall of the cup first.

Chen Huixing looked at him and exchanged a few pleasantries, asking about his current job. Pei Jiqing had just graduated and didn't have a job at the time, so he answered every question Shen Huixing asked, not even daring to look him in the eye.

"You're a nutritionist, what do you want to do in the future?"

Pei Jiqing stared at his sleeve, his voice trembling as he answered, feigning the air of a foolish, indecisive, and empty-headed Omega. "...My dad wants me to stay home and take care of my partner, so I don't have to work. Once I have children, I can focus on raising them."

An Alpha like Chen Huixing would definitely prefer an Omega who was an independent director.

Sure enough, Chen Huixing paused for a few seconds.

The chandelier, which didn't fit in with the overall decor, cast a shadow on Shen Huixing's brow. Pei Jiqing surreptitiously glanced at him, finding him incredibly handsome and righteous.

"Just make up your mind."

The two chatted briefly, and then Chen Huixing left.

Before leaving, he left behind a red box, its vermilion lacquer and gold-embellished lid half an inch open, revealing the medals underneath.

"Here." Chen Huixing seemed to stir up a gust of wind as he stood up. "This is a meeting gift."

They had only met a few times before the car accident. It was normal for Chen Huixing to refuse to marry an Omega with damaged glands.

Pei Jiqing, lying on the hospital bed, suddenly felt an itch piercing the sutures on the back of his neck.

He suddenly forced himself to think optimistically, wondering if he had no value, he wouldn't be entangled by the Pei family.

If the glands were damaged, all those mismatches could now be explained.

Pei Jiqing looked at Chen Huixing, his eyes only focused on his gauze-wrapped fingertips and palms. He seemed to see him breaking through the window. Pei Jiqing's glands were actually trembling in his arms, but the next second, Chen Huixing said something that shocked everyone present: "Can he recover before the wedding?"

Pei Jiqing had a fantasy that he shouldn't have had.

After all, the person he met at the critical moment of life and death was Chen Huixing.

He thought Shen Huixing had a good impression of him, so she insisted on marrying him despite the gland damage.

Pei Jiqing originally planned to leave the Pei family with a damaged gland.

Pei Jiqing was lying on the hospital bed, and she felt that her future husband was not too bad to her.

It was obvious that Pei Jiqing deliberately behaved like that when they first met, but Chen Huixing was willing to marry him.

Pei Jiqing thought that Shen Huixing was attracted by his wife's tricks, and from then on he went further and further on the road of being a wife. What he said on the show for the effect was just the tip of the iceberg. Pei Jiqing has done a lot of stupid things that a person can do for love, although most of them were his own one-man show.

Pei Jiqing hugged Chen Huixing and at least liked him for the first two years of their marriage. There was an anniversary, which was also Chen Huixing's first small victory and promotion, and there was a small celebration party.

Pei Jiqing lay on Shen Huixing's legs, and he pretended to be drunk on purpose so that Chen Huixing would pay attention to him.

If he got really drunk, he'd probably vomit, and he didn't want that. Chen Huixing's level of mysophobia was directly proportional to his tolerance threshold. On their way back, when Pei Jiqing rubbed his head against Chen Huixing's thigh for the fifth time, Chen Huixing finally had no choice but to hug him tightly.

Lights flickered outside the window, and Pei Jiqing, under the influence of alcohol, buried his nose in Chen Huixing's arms.

Chen Huixing's pheromone smelled of redwood mixed with myrtle, much like a high-end perfume. Pei Jiqing had smelled this scent before, when he was in college and working at a department store counter thanks to his good looks.

One bottle could cover his tuition for many years.

It was too expensive to reach.

Pei Jiqing heard the chief secretary beside Chen Huixing in the front seat say, "You were right to get married. If you hadn't had your wife, a living disclaimer, General He wouldn't have approved your application to come here. This great achievement is yours; it's a godsend." Chen

Huixing hummed and gave Pei Jiqing a hand. The hand supporting the back of his neck suddenly tightened, his thumb pressing squarely against the edge of the barrier.

At that moment, Pei Jiqing knew that the most perfect cage in the world wasn't an airtight prison, but a vicious dog willingly donning a diamond collar.

Chen Huixing had three secretaries, whom Pei Jiqing jokingly called the Chief Secretary, the Second Secretary, and the Junior Secretary.

The Chief Secretary was a senior male Beta close to Chen Huixing, and Pei Jiqing hated him the most because he constantly used trivial matters as a token of authority, nitpicking Pei Jiqing's every move, his gaze scanning him like a scanner.

Whenever Chen Huixing suffered a bout of susceptibility while on official business, he always insisted Pei Jiqing drop everything to accompany him. The chief secretary was so driven by his ambition that, if possible, he would have been Chen

Huixing's antidote. He was truly Chen Huixing's most important steward.

As soon as Chen Huixing finished speaking, Pei Jiqing sobered up instantly. The Alpha's silver cufflinks pricked his ribs, his body heat seeping through his clothes, piercing through his usual disguise.

The "pheromone deficiency syndrome" listed in his medical records made Pei Jiqing's palms burn. He suddenly remembered Chen Huixing biting his glands on their wedding night and saying, "This is good," "More stable than artificial pheromones."

Only then did Pei Jiqing understand the true meaning of those two compliments. It was like praising him like a laboratory incubator:

harmless, self-regulating, and effective.

He could contain Chen Huixing, act as his sedative, whether it worked or not, preventing him from appearing "out of control" to those who judged him. That was a good thing for Shen Huixing.

Pei Jiqing tried many times, and then completely cut off Shen Huixing's interest in her, and acted as his harmless "wife". Whenever the media praised them as a "perfect marriage model", Pei Jiqing wanted to sneer. Pei Jiqing had not

been in contact with the Pei family for a long time.

After the car accident, Pei Jiqing just told them not to have any contact in the future.

The wedding date between the Pei and Shen families was set before Shen's father passed away.

It was an agreement between the late Mr. Pei and Shen's father. The two parties even used this marriage to exchange interests in advance.

How ironic, this marriage, which was used as a bargaining chip by the two families, trapped Pei Jiqing, who never enjoyed any benefits.

Initially, the Shen family benefited first, but later the Pei family fell into decline. The promise remained, and the Pei family's parents thought of using this marriage to exchange for benefits. They used the glandular matching report to exchange the land in the south of the city from Shen Huixing. They invested a lot of money, but it turned out that there were carcinogens in the underground, and the buildings in that area could not be sold at all.

Facts have proved that the poison cake obtained by lies does not taste sweet.

Upon hearing this news, Pei Jiqing raised his red wine glass to toast God for opening his eyes.

Later, Shen Huixing rose step by step, and the Pei family also tried to repair the relationship with Pei Jiqing, but Pei Jiqing ignored them.

This time it was about Pei Liang, and they did not hesitate to threaten Pei Jiqing.

Qi Rongyin was a mother leopard protecting her cubs. Pei Jiqing knew that she would do anything for her son Pei Liang.

Pei Jiqing, the illegitimate son who was not allowed to see the light of day, had suffered many losses at her hands. Pei's father's words, "Xiao Liang is your biological brother," made Pei Jiqing sneer.

Pei Jiqing turned and surveyed his home. He pinched off a nearby iris petal with his fingers, the flower juice staining his fingers with an eerie purple hue, reminiscent of the "sympathy" bouquet the Pei family had brought to his bedside at the scene of the car accident three years prior.

He wouldn't allow anyone to disrupt his current life. Even if Shen Huixing didn't love him, he felt content.

Pei Jiqing stared at the call screen, feeling that dark motive twisted into a snake. He said to the person on the other end, "...I can give you money, but you must mortgage the Pei family mansion to me and change the title to mine, just this once."

Qi Rongyin said, "You're crazy! Impossible."

Then she suddenly screamed, "You're taking advantage of someone's misfortune. Do you really think Shen Huixing would value this defective piece of yours?"

Pei Jiqing replied, "I'm not kidding. I can give you an extra million. Pei Liang's a gambler, and he's probably lost all your money. You probably don't even have two thousand yuan left."

No one spoke on the other end.

Pei Jiqing felt that he was already very kind: "Give me the house. I have Chen Huixing behind me. They dare not do anything to me. You can still get some money. If Pei Liang's creditors come to your door, you can just wait to be homeless on the street."