"Big, teary eyes, a rosy mouth, a slender face. Must be beautiful, with fair skin..."

The private room was spacious, and the air conditioning was set to a chilly low temperature. Yet, the server standing in the far corner was still drenched in sweat. He was a low-grade Alpha, and even though he had been working at this upscale club for over a year and considered himself somewhat seasoned, he had never experienced being in the same room with so many fair-skinned, stunning top-tier Omegas.

The secretary quickly finished reading the summary of the report, carefully reviewing every page of the document. After confirming it against the row of kneeling Omegas several times, he finally handed the stack of paper to the young employer sitting on the sofa. With utmost respect, he said, "The people you requested-all thirty-two of them are here."

A pale hand with slender, well-defined fingers casually flipped through the file, letting out a soft, disdainful chuckle. Without any attempt to hide his contempt, the young man remarked, "Terrible taste."

The secretary chimed in from the side, "Sheng Shaoyou never falls in love. He only ever gets involved with young and beautiful Omegas. To call it a relationship is really just stretching the truth; they're more like bed companions. None of them stay by his side for long. But his taste and aesthetic preferences are very consistent. Someone even once joked that, in his own way, that consistency is a kind of long-term devotion."

The young employer didn't respond, but the secretary, who had worked by his side for many years, was exceptionally skilled at reading the room.

He noticed the employer's gaze had fallen on the upper-right corner of a page in the file.

The file had been meticulously prepared by the secretary himself, containing detailed records of every Omega who had been involved with Sheng Shaoyou. In the top-right corner of each entry, the duration of each relationship was noted.

Before the employer could ask, the ever-thoughtful secretary explained preemptively, "Out of all his lovers, the longest anyone stayed by his side was six months. That would be Song Huancheng."

In the corner of the room, an Omega couldn't help but lift his head slightly at the sound of his name. The person sitting in the center of the room looked like someone not to be trifled with. Song Huancheng didn't dare look directly at him and only dared to sneak a glance. Even so, he was immediately caught red-handed.

In the corner of his eye, he saw a stunningly beautiful hand lift slightly, pointing at him casually. The secretary, ever perceptive, immediately called his name again, saying, "You, come here."

Song Huancheng was extremely delicate and pretty, especially his eyes, which tilted down ever so slightly at the corners, giving him a naturally innocent and sentimental appearance. He had a faint idea why he was being called-because of his brief involvement with Sheng Shaoyou years ago.

Song Huancheng came from an ordinary background. His romantic history with the young master of the Sheng family can be described more as being kept rather than being in a relationship.

Leveraging his striking looks and physique, Song Huancheng had now become a somewhat well-known idol specializing in singing and dancing. Today, he had been abruptly 'invited' over while he was working.

Anyone who could thrive in the entertainment industry wasn't a fool. He naturally understood that someone capable of orchestrating such a 'reunion'-bringing so many of Sheng Shaoyou's ex-lovers together in one place-could not be an ordinary person.

Song Huancheng felt a twinge of fear but didn't dare to defy the summons. Trembling, he shuffled forward while hurriedly trying to explain, "Mr. Sheng and I broke up a long time ago. We haven't been in contact for years..."

The young man on the sofa showed no interest in his excuses.

But contrary to Song Huancheng's fears of interrogation or intimidation, the poised and aristocratic figure before him didn't brandish a whip or weapon. Those delicate, alabaster fingers rested idly on his knee. His eyes sparkled with a smile as they rested on Song Huancheng, and even someone as seasoned as Song Huancheng-long accustomed to the dazzling beauty of the entertainment industry-couldn't help but feel a subtle stir in his heart.

The aristocratic young master sitting there, exuding an air of unapproachable elegance, asked in a soft, leisurely tone, "You were with him for six months?" His voice was both incredibly languid and gentle.

The scent of the young superior's pheromones wasn't particularly strong, but perhaps because the Omega was standing too close, the sharp yet surprisingly pleasant fragrance in the air made Song Huancheng's body start to heat up.

This was an instinct embedded in his genes-a primal urge to submit to the strong. Song Huancheng grew even more terrified. His usual eloquence abandoned him, and the tongue that was usually quick to respond now felt tied in knots. With his head bowed low, he stammered out, "Y-Yes."

The next second, his chin was seized with great force, forcing him to lift his head.

In his line of sight, the figure who had just asked the question was tilting his head slightly, revealing a sliver of pale, slender neck with a pheromone suppressant patch clinging to it.

Song Huancheng had encountered many S-level, top-tier Alphas, but he had never met anyone whose pheromones could remain so overpowering and intense even while wearing a suppressant patch.

His innate instinct to admire and submit to strength threw Song Huancheng into a whirlwind of conflicting emotions-terror and panic tangled with an irresistible yearning to draw closer.

Physiological tears streamed uncontrollably from his eyes, tracing paths down his cheeks and falling one by one onto the marble floor. His starkly revealing reaction made even Song Huancheng himself feel humiliated, but his body refused to obey his will. His heart pounded violently against his ribcage, as if it might leap right out of his chest.

"Don't cry so soon..." the instigator said softly. "First, tell me-what kind of people does Sheng Shaoyou like?"

.....

One by one, the 32 Omegas were questioned personally. Despite the sheer number, the process went surprisingly smoothly, as each of them was so utterly cooperative and deferential.

After all of them had left, the young man finally reached up to tear off the now utterly useless suppressant patch from the back of his neck and tossed it into the trash. The overwhelming pheromone pressure that radiated from him caused the Alpha server nearby to stumble, clutching at the wall to steady himself. Barely managing to keep his knees from buckling, the server broke out in a cold sweat as he bent to pick up the trash bin. "I'll take this garbage out for you," he mumbled before fleeing the room as fast as he could.

"One hour and six minutes," the young man noted, glancing at the time. Then he looked up at his secretary, who had prepared the suppressant patch for him.

The secretary sighed helplessly. "I truly apologize, but this is already the most potent suppressant available on the production line. None of the existing inhibitors seem to work on you."

This explanation, however, clearly didn't satisfy his young employer. Bracing himself, the secretary promised, "But rest assured, I'll urge the lab to accelerate their research and develop a formula that will be effective for you as soon as possible."

........

To trace the origin of it all, one would have to go back to that catastrophic event years ago.

At the start, it was merely a matter of wearing masks. Human society generally believed it was just a common cold that everyone had caught, with nothing particularly unusual except for the universal adoption of face masks.

But as time went on, it became clear that this was no ordinary outbreak.

Within a year, there was a mass death among individuals with AB blood types and other rare blood types.

The WHO and the world's top medical laboratories successively held press conferences, solemnly informing the public that this virus did not solely attack the respiratory system. It was a systemic infection that could potentially affect vision, myocardium, and reproductive functions.

The virus primarily targeted individuals with AB and other rare blood types, with a near 100% fatality rate in these groups. Following them were individuals with type A and type O blood, who suffered a fatality rate as high as 86.5%. By contrast, those with type B blood were relatively fortunate, with low rates of severe illness and a mortality rate of only 0.5%.

Even with a basic understanding of the virus, the public remained fearful yet aimless, blindly stockpiling various medications, all to no avail.

The virus spread through droplets, aerosols, bodily fluids, and other transmission modes. Its extreme transmissibility and prolonged incubation period made it impossible to evade for humanity.

By the time humanity finally realized that the virus's primary attack and alteration targeted reproductive and genetic functions, it was far too late. The population structure and reproductive patterns of humans had been fundamentally transformed.

According to WHO statistics, after the peak of the pandemic, the most fortunate group-individuals with type B blood-now accounted for 86.9% of the total population, but the natural conception rate had plummeted to below 10%.

The prevailing view that the virus caused infertility and sterility became mainstream. With further investigation, experts discovered that the virus had fundamentally reshaped human biology, giving rise to an ABO gender system (Qian-Zhong-Kun).

Blood tests revealed that beyond the differentiation of male and female genders by chromosomes and genitalia, the surviving humans were further categorized into three genders based on additional biological markers: Alpha (Qiányů), Beta (Zhōngcháng), and Omega (Kūnchéng).

Research showed that both male and female Alphas were capable of impregnating others, while Betas had an extremely low natural fertility rate, and both male and female Omegas were capable of being impregnated.

This discovery left medical and biological scientists dumbfounded. Despite years of dedicated research, they found no way to reverse the aftereffects of the viral infection. Their efforts proved futile.

Time flew by. Years after the virus emerged, as its genetic strain continued to mutate over generations, infected humans began to develop fangs and gonadal glands. Along with these physical changes came innate pheromone scents and cyclical heat periods that appeared after reaching adulthood.

A series of evidence suggested that humans were experiencing atavism. The phenomenon was no longer regarded as a mere aftereffect of the virus. The focus of debates shifted from addressing the consequences of the infection to questioning whether this was evolution or regression.

Time proved to be the best remedy. Humanity and its descendants, having survived the ravages of the virus, gradually came to accept everything, and the arguments eventually subsided.

The massive infection and the tragic large-scale deaths ultimately became nothing more than a few lines in textbooks, succinctly summarized on a single page, treated as just another evolutionary milestone akin to apes learning to walk upright.

".......Survival of the fittest, natural selection. Many people stubbornly believe that as the descendants of survivors, we have perfectly adapted to ABO society. If we are born this way, why bother tracing its origins?"

The female anchor's articulate and rhythmic broadcasting voice carried a hint of persuasion. "However, in truth, the study of human evolution is of great significance. In the process of tracing our roots, we can use the past to understand the present-" Then her tone shifted, becoming serious. "Recently, scientists have discovered that aside from the well-known Alpha, Beta, and Omega genders, there may exist other lesser-known genders..."

Sheng Shaoyou took a sip of the whiskey by his hand. He hadn't expected that this group of second-generation elites would be watching a scientific program on human evolution during their dinner gathering.

"Recently, everyone's been talking, saying that S-level Alphas are no longer the pinnacle of humanity, and the newly discovered Enigma is the one that truly is....."

"What do you think, Shaoyou?"

"Attention-grabbing nonsense," Sheng Shaoyou said bluntly.

He put down his wine glass. The dim light illuminated his handsome and chiseled face, making his features appear even more defined, casting a sharp and smooth jawline reflection on the black glass tabletop of the private room.

Sheng Shaoyou was the young heir of Shengfang Biotech. Having been entrenched in the field of biotechnology for years, he had taken over the company from his ailing father, Sheng Fang, earlier this year. Regarding topics like this, he was undoubtedly the most qualified to speak among everyone present.

Sheng Shaoyou had always believed that the heavily mythologized "Enigma" (Mì), sensationalized by the media, was likely nothing more than an S-level Alpha who happened to encounter a faulty gender detection instrument. It wasn't a miracle; it was merely a misdiagnosis-a joke.

Even if we take a step back and assume that Enigma truly exists, according to the known data, their existence rate is less than one in ten billion. Arguing endlessly over a probability lower than that of an asteroid hitting Earth head-on is a foolish endeavor.

Sheng Shaoyou didn't want to continue participating in such a pointless discussion. He glanced at the time-it was about right-and grabbed the jacket hanging on the back of his chair before leaving first.

His secretary, Chen Pinming, was already waiting by the car. Seeing him come out, Chen Pinming swiftly opened the door of the back seat for him.

"Mr. Sheng, are we heading directly to HS Group?"

Sheng Shaoyou had an appointment with Shen Wenlang, the young head of HS Group, after dinner.

Sheng Shaoyou nodded and got into the car.

The car's fragrance was pleasant. Its top notes carried the sharpness of bitter orange blended with rum, while the base notes transitioned into a sophisticated woody scent.

Chen Pinming was a Beta, nearing forty years old. Highly competent in his work, he wasn't particularly sensitive to pheromone fragrances. But the moment Sheng Shaoyou got in the car, his expression visibly worsened, prompting Chen Pinming to realize something was off. Frowning, he asked the driver if he had changed the pheromone perfume.

"Yes," the driver answered, puzzled. "This is the 'Zui Zhi' produced by HS Group."

Chen Pinming looked at him with a gaze that seemed like he wanted to devour someone. The driver, unsure of what he had done wrong, stammered as he explained, "It's very popular recently."

Popular? Popular was an understatement. It was practically slaying through everything in its path.

Like Shengfang Biotech, HS Group's main business focus was also in the field of biotechnology.

As a leading enterprise in the field of biotechnology, Shengfang Biotech's most prized patent is its "gene scissors." Based on the CRISPR-Cas9 gene-editing system, Shengfang Biotech's invention can precisely cut and edit biological gene chains.

However, the up-and-coming HS Group has, in recent years, mastered exclusive techniques in the practical application of the "gene scissors."

In layman's terms, Shengfang invented the scissors, while HS Group figured out how to use them-identifying which segments of the gene chain to cut to achieve specific outcomes.

With its application-layer patents, HS quickly rose to prominence, becoming a rising unicorn in the biotechnology industry, not just in Jiangsu and Shanghai but across the nation.

After its initial success, HS Group unexpectedly diverted from its core focus, acquiring a cosmetics company on a grand scale. They began producing pheromone-related products, loudly advertising that their creations could turn anyone into an enviable 'walking hormone.'

Their flagship scent, 'Zui Zhi', was particularly unique, featuring a bold combination of bitter orange and rum as its top notes, leading into a deep, woody base of ebony and agarwood. Wildly stimulating yet deeply lingering, it exuded both primal allure and sophisticated depth.

With an overwhelming advertising campaign, Zui Zhi, once considered a niche fragrance, rapidly became the mainstream scent in the market as soon as it was launched. Its popularity inspired many other brands in the daily chemical industry to imitate it. Now, even dishwashing liquids and toilet cleaners are branding themselves as having the alluring 'Zui Zhi' fragrance.

"Is this your first day on the job?" Chen Pinming, ever the consummate professional deserving of his million-yuan salary, snapped at the driver before Sheng Shaoyou could say a word. "Change it immediately!"

The driver repeatedly apologized, and Chen Pinming pressed the button to lower the car windows all the way down.

The night breeze diluted the overwhelming scent, and only then did Sheng Shaoyou's expression finally ease.

As Sheng Shaoyou's most capable subordinate, Chen Pinming knew him well and was fully aware of his distaste for 'Zui Zhỉ. In fact, it was precisely because of Zui Zhi that Sheng Shaoyou had even been implicated in HS.

The issue lay in the fact that this damn 'Zui Zhi' fragrance bore an uncanny resemblance to Sheng Shaoyou's own pheromone scent.

While others might feel proud if their natural pheromone aroma became the template for a wildly popular modern product, Sheng Shaoyou called such widespread popularity 'rotten on the street.' The thought of his once unique and niche pheromone scent being turned into a commodity that anyone could buy for a few bucks irritated him to no end. As a result, Sheng Shaoyou harbored a deep-seated loathing for HS Group, the instigator of this trend. Despite having had opportunities over the years, he had never established any private connections with HS Group's head, Shen Wenlang.

But things were different now. The succession battle within Shengfang Biotech had concluded, and no matter how fiercely the dozen illegitimate children outside the family coveted his position, the reality that Sheng Shaoyou was the controlling owner of Shengfang Biotech could no longer be contested.

Sheng Shaoyou was ambitious and sharp, a man in the prime of his life with a drive to conquer. After thorough consideration, he temporarily set aside his personal distaste and reached out through mutual acquaintances to arrange a dinner with Shen Wenlang, the head of HS Group, to explore potential collaboration between their companies.

Unexpectedly, Shen Wenlang had the audacity to play hard to get. Claiming a packed schedule, he suggested that Sheng Shaoyou come to his office after dinner tonight.

The mutual acquaintance, clearly embarrassed, awkwardly relayed Shen Wenlang's response. They even criticized Shen Wenlang on Sheng Shaoyou's behalf: "I scolded him too. Acting so high and mighty-it's honestly a bit much." Yet, unwilling to truly offend Shen Wenlang, they quickly added, "But, to be fair, I don't think he's deliberately putting on airs. He really has been busy lately."

In his heart, Sheng Shaoyou wanted nothing more than to have Shen Wenlang flayed alive, but on the surface, he remained gracious, smiling as he said, "With HS developing so rapidly, of course President Shen must be busy. Pioneering new territories is no easy task-l completely understand." He even took the opportunity to thank his friend for making the introduction and added magnanimously, "I heard you have a new establishment opening soon. Once you've set the date, don't forget to let me know."

This particular friend managed a few of the most exclusive entertainment clubs in Jiangsu and Shanghai, and Sheng Shaoyou was well-known for his generosity. Hearing this, the friend quickly responded, "Of course, of course."

Just before they ended the call, the friend suddenly reminded Sheng Shaoyou, "Shen Wenlang's temperament is a bit peculiar-he really dislikes Omegas. If you're planning to discuss a partnership with him, make sure not to bring an Omega along..."

Sheng Shaoyou, though known for his charm, was far from vulgar. Having been influenced by a friend who runs an entertainment club, he came to assume that every business deal in the world must be settled through indulgence in wine and pleasure. Sheng Shaoyou didn't take it to heart but appreciated the advice nonetheless.

"This is a priceless insider tip. Thanks for the heads-up, bro."

This friend had a close personal relationship with Shen Wenlang, but when Sheng Shaoyou finally arrived at Shen Wenlang's office, he couldn't help but doubt the accuracy of the information.

Waiting for him at the door was a tall, thin Beta man. He pulled a business card from his suit pocket and handed it to Sheng Shaoyou with both hands. Sheng Shaoyou didn't reach out to take it; he merely gave it a cursory glance and said, "A pleasure to meet you," to Gao Tu, the secretary and chief assistant.

Following closely behind, Chen Pinming quickly stepped forward, accepting the business card on Sheng Shaoyou's behalf. He then handed over his own business card and exchanged pleasantries. "You're working overtime this late, Secretary Gao? That's truly commendable."

Gao Tu appeared earnest and unassuming, but anyone serving as Shen Wenlang's chief assistant could hardly be a fool. Taking the card, he responded with a gentle smile, "It's the same for everyone. President Sheng and Secretary Chen have worked hard as well."

Inside the office, Shen Wenlang didn't seem as inundated with work as he had claimed.

As the door opened, even Gao Tu, who was walking in front, couldn't help but freeze for a moment.

Shen Wenlang was currently holding his newly hired secretary, someone with the surname Hua, close as they spoke. The two were standing in an intimate posture, their proximity ambiguous, though Shen Wenlang's expression remained cold.

Secretary Hua was an Omega. Being held by his superior-a top-tier Alpha-was visibly stressful for him. His hands were pressed against Shen Wenlang's chest, clearly trying to push him away, but his shirt had already been pulled out from his trousers, and his collar was unbuttoned, exposing a swath of fair, heaving chest.

An Alpha holding an Omega, with the Omega's eyes slightly reddened and breathing unevenly-any adult could immediately guess what was happening.

Sheng Shaoyou was an Alpha himself, and from his vantage point, Shen Wenlang, who seemed eager to flirt with his Omega subordinate right there in the office, didn't look the least bit like someone who disliked Omegas.

Shen Wenlang and Secretary Hua were so absorbed in their 'exchange' that neither noticed the arrival of the visitors. Sheng Shaoyou stood a few meters away at the door, his hands in his pockets, watching the scene unfold with detached amusement.

Suddenly, Secretary Hua began to struggle, his voice trembling as he cried, "President Shen, please don't." Shen Wenlang merely smirked, reaching out to press firmly on the back of his neck and pull him closer. The distance between their lips closed instantly.

Gao Tu's throat felt as if it had been stuck with a fishbone-sharp and unbearable. Unable to endure any longer, he let out a loud, deliberate cough to signal his boss to rein it in and stop giving their guest a free live performance of the spring.palace show.

Hearing the cough, Shen Wenlang looked toward the door. The domineering expression on his face eased somewhat, replaced by a faint, insincere smile as he greeted, "President Sheng, you're here. Have a seat."

Yet, the hand gripping the other person's wrist didn't loosen in the slightest.

The poor Omega, whose wrist was trapped, didn't share Shen Wenlang's shameless composure. Seeing the crowd at the door, he was clearly terrified. In his panic, he yanked his wrist free from his boss's grasp and hurriedly straightened his disheveled clothes. Only after finishing did he dare to look up.

His eyes were moist, framed by lashes as dense as raven feathers. His lips were like delicate petals, and his skin was a shocking shade of pale...

Sheng Shaoyou's heart gave a heavy thump, and words escaped his lips before he could think.

"It's you?"

.......

Sheng Shao You had seen this Omega not long ago.

Sheng Fang was already terminally ill and was in the best private hospital in Jianghu: Hecijiangyang. Relying on expensive immune proteins to keep him alive. That day, the hospital issued another critical illness notice. Sheng Fang was also a legendary figure. He was born in a ordinary family but was very promising at a young age. He was a playboy when he was young. Countless men and women lingered on his bed over the years and he had a dozen illegitimate children.

Sheng Shao You's mother died when he was in middle school.

Sheng Fang felt guilty about his first wife. Before his wife died, she forced him to swear on her sickbed that he would not remarry. He agreed and kept his promise and never remarried in his life. In his career, Sheng Fang started from scratch and had great talent and strategy. In terms of love, he was romantic and had countless confidants but he remained single for the rest of his life because of his first wife's last wish.

Sheng Shao You had complicated feelings towards his father.

These days, the frequency of critical illness notices issued by the hospital has increased significantly and Sheng Shao You would drop what he was doing and rush over no matter what happened. That day was no exception. From a distance, he could see a crowd of people at the door of Sheng Fang's ward. The others brothers and sisters stood at the door crying more miserably than each other and their acting skills were good enough to debut.

Sheng Shao You stood expressionlessly at the corner of the corridor counting the number of brothers and sisters indifferently thinking: how many births would it take to have such a large lineup of illegitimate children in this year?

His father was really a stud who gave birth to foals indiscriminately. He had been a playboy all his life but in the end, he got an ironic disease: pheromone gland cancer. Maybe he marked too many things and let down too many Omegas. It was really retribution.

The one who was making the most noise is called Sheng Shao Qing and is only two years younger than Sheng Shao You. With red eyes, he stood in the busy corridor and yelled: "Where is Sheng Shao You! Every time my father is critically ill that kid was the most indifferent! It's ok that he never shed a tear but this time he didn't even show his face? Can he ignore my father's life and death just because he got the company?!"

The pain of being stung only lasted for a second before being covered by deeper indifference. Sheng Shao You crossed his arms and stood quietly outside the crowd as disguted as if he found a fly lying in the soup at the end of the meal. What's more disgusting is that half of the fly's blood is the same as his.

Seeing that his young boss stopped moving, Chen Pin Ming immediately secretly called a doctor to find out about Sheng Fang's condition. "The chairman's condition was very bad before but now all vital signs have stabilized. Don't worry, President Sheng".

Sheng Shao You turned and left after hearing this. Heci's VIP suite is located on the top floor of the impatient department but Sheng Shao You did not go to the elevator hall. He chose to take the stairs wandering in the impatient building floor by floor like a depressed ghost. Chen Pin Ming followed closely behind him not daring to speak.

Sheng Shao You stopped again when he came to the third floor of the impatient department. His indifferent expression loosened a little as if he was a little sad. Secretary Chen followed his gaze and held his breath. The third floor is the children's ward. The walls of the corridor painted pink are hung with cartoon animal paintings such as giraffes and zebras. Sheng Shao You stared at the pictures on the wall looking at them one by one. "I was hospitalized here". He said.

Chen Pin Ming didn't know how to respond so he had to listen to him in silence.

"My dad had just started his business at that time and was very busy but when he heard that I was sick and had to be hospitalized, he couldn't take care of any work. He left the meeting in the middle and ran to see me immediately..." Sheng Shao You carefully looked at the cute children's murals, still expressionless.

But, Chen Pin Ming felt that he looked much sadder than those brothers and sisters who were howling like ghosts.

"At that time, my mother was still working in another company to supplement the family income. I had no one to accompany me in the hospital during the day but my parents would come at night. I was ignorant when I was young and I felt that being locked up in the ward was like being in prison. I always wanted to go out to play. At night, my father would sneak out with me in his arms. The night nurses were very fierce and we didn't dare to go downstairs so we could only walk in the corridor. The paintings at that time were not as bright and delicate as they are now. They were all drawn by the hospitalized children themselves with crayons. My father would make up stories for me based on the paintings until I fell asleep..." Sheng Shao You reached and touched the colorful cartoons on the wall and smiled gently.

"Not long after I was discharged from the hospital, the research and development project he had invested in for many years finally succeeded and he himself became as famous in Jiangsu and Shanghai as the company. From then on, my mother and I seemed to have never completely owned him again..."

Most people in this world are warm on the outside but cold in the inside. They will publicize what they have done and people like Sheng Shao You who are cold on the outside but warm on the inside will inevitably suffer a great loss in worldly affairs.

Chen Pin Ming felt uncomfortable.

As Sheng Shao You's secretary, Chen Pin Ming knew best how difficult it was for Sheng Shao You to protect Sheng Fang's patents and hard work. On the surface, all the children of the Sheng family were glamourous and they were all surrounded by stars when they went out. Sheng Fang treated the children very well and left a huge trust fund for each of them. They were all rich in material terms and could live a life of idleness and waiting for death without worry.

Only Sheng Shao You had to work day and night to open up new territories for the family and endure the hardships that his brothers and sisters could not imagine. He is the owner of Sheng Fang Group and also the new slave of Sheng Fang Group. Everyone inherited the glory of the family and got the benefit. They all had the right to choose to live a hard life or not. Only Sheng Shao You had no choice and he was destined to be tired.

Sheng Shao You is resolute, courageous and has superhuman resilience. He did better and more than everyone else. But because he could not cry in front of people, he was condemned and scolded by his compatriots who would cry in front of the ward from the moral high ground. Chen Pin Ming is upset for him and he also kew that Sheng Shao You was not as calm as he showed on the surface. However, he really didn't know how to comfort his young boss who looked numb with a cold face. He could only walk slowly with him in the corridor silently.

When they reached the corner, a figure suddenly rushed out. Before Chen Pin Ming could stop him, the reckless Omega had already bumped into Sheng Shao You. The impact was so strong that Sheng Shao You felt stuffy in the chest and he didn't even notice that his sleeve nails had fallen off.

"Yes, I'm sorry..." The Omega apologized hesitantly. He was crying, his eyes and nose were red as if he was enduring great pain. But the pain was too much and his narrow eyes couldn't contain it at all. Transparent tears slid down his fair cheeks. The Omega covered the phone with one hand lowered his head and said to the other end of the phone: "I will find a way to get the money..."

Sheng Shao You felt vaguely that the tears seemed to have fallen into his heart. A dry and cracked place in his heart suddenly scratched a slight sour and numb itch. Since he was a child, his parents have taught him to be strong and brave. Sheng Shao You is a person who would not shed a tear even if he fell and broke his ribs. He is very patient but in his heart he actually envies people who can cry when they are sad.

What's more, this Omega cries so beautifully.

And now, many days later in Shen Wen Lang's office, Sheng Shao You recognized at a glance that Secretary Hua whose eyes were slightly red and tears of humiliation was the Omega who bumped into him in the hospital.

Sheng Shao You's undisguised interest in Omegas made Shen Wen Lang unhappy. He couldn't do anything to Sheng Shao You so he smiled and challenged the shaky Omega: "Hua Yong, you are so capable that you have known our famous President Shao You for a long time".

So, his name is Hua Yong. It is a face that even Hua would sigh when seeing it.

Shen Wen Lang described Sheng Shao You as a famous figure but when said this, he didn't look at him, his eyes were fixed on Hua Yong. This stinky wolf is more like a promiscuous snake than a wolf and spoke sinisterly: "You have known each other for a long time, why didn't you tell me? What bad things are you trying to do by hiding it from me? Huh?"

Hua Yong seemed to be very afraid of him and quickly denied in a low voice: "Mr. Shen, I don't know this gentleman".

Sheng Shao You felt a sinking feeling in his heart after getting a cold shoulder. This little omega really doesn't know what's good for him. The pain of being slapped in the face woked him up from the lingering emotions of his monologue. He smiled indifferently: "It's true that we don't know each other. I've only met once with him. Mr. Hua didn't pay attention and bumped into me at the corner of the corridor".

Hearing him say that, Hua Yong immediately remembered, his eyes brightened a little: "It's you!". Noticing that Shen Wen Lang's eyes turned cold, he didn't dare to show too happy and only said: "I didn't remember it just now".

After that, he smiled gently at Sheng Shao You: "I'm really sorry about that day". Before Sheng Shao You could speak, the lingering stinky wolf interrupted again: "Really?". As he said that, he held Hua Yong's wrist, patted his butt obscenely and pushed him to stagger towards Sheng Shao You: What's the use of just saying it? Go, apologize to President Sheng".

The little omega's fair face immediately turned red and the tears of humiliation became even more intense, a thick blush appeared at the corners of his eyes.

"No need". Sheng Shao You said: "It's not a big deal". Hua Yong didn't dare to disobey his boss so he walked over obediently, pursed his lips tightly and like Gao Tu in front of him, took out a business card from his pocket and handed it to Sheng Shao You with both hands.

"Hello, Mr. Sheng. I am Hua Yong. Hua of flowers, Yong of chanting".

Sheng Shao You nodded at him and said: "Nice to meet you" but ignored the white and beautiful hands holding the business card. He walked in front of Shen Wen Lang with his hands in his pockets, stretched out his right hand to Shen Wen Lang who was sitting in the office chair and said half-jokingly: "I'm not famous at all but Mr. Wen Lang, you are busy, it's so difficult to see you once".

Shen Wen Lang also laughed pointed to the opposite side of the desk and said: "Please sit down". Sheng Shao You was naturally not polite and chose a comfortable position to sit down, one arm was easily placed on the back of the chair and the two chatted about everything.

Hua Yong who was left aside, awkwardly pinched the business card not knowing how to deal with it. Humiliation, embarrassment, panic, helpleness, complex emotions covered the beautiful face like a dark cloud.

Chen Pin Ming that had been following Sheng Shao You couldn't bear to see him embarrassed so he took his business card and handed over his own business card saying softly: "Secretary Hua, I'll keep the business card for President Sheng first". Hua Yong thanked him in a low voice, his voice was very restrained.

Gao Tu saw Chen Pin Ming accepted the business car and told Hua Yong: "You go home first, I 'll accompany President Shen".

Hua Yong looked at him gratefully and walked out of the office immediately.

Shen Wen Lang was talking to Sheng Shao You and because of Gao Tu's self-assertion, he looked at him coldly.

Gao Tu stood by and pretend not to see it. Sheng and Shen exchanged pleasantries for at least ten minutes before getting to the point. Sheng Shao You had just started talking about the plan to acquier HS Group when he was interrupted by Shen Wen Lang.

Sheng Shao You had just started talking about the plan to acquire HS Group when he was interrupted by Shen Wen Lang.

"Today's society is very impetuous. Although many people claim to be entrepreneurs, running a company is like raising piglets. When they grow up a little, they sell them everywhere just wanting to cash out and leave". Shen Wen Lang changed the subject: "But HS was founded by me. i raised it as my son and have deep feelings for it..."

Sheng Shao You didn't want to listen to his nonsense and said: "Thirty billion". He got straight to the point and smiled: "Mr. Wen, I am a straightforward person".

Shen Wen Lang was stunned. Obviously he didn't expect Sheng Shao You to be so direct. This is indeed an attractive price but Shen Wen Lang still shook his head: "No one will sell their son just because the price is high".

"Thirty-five billion". Sheng Shao You hated his insidious smile the most but he had learned it very well. He curled the corners of his lips at Shen Wen Lang and said: "Many people don't sell their sons not because they really don't want to but because the sellers are not sincere enough and the price they offer is not high enough".

"The price offered by President Sheng is indeed very sincere. Thank you for your appreciation, but--". Shen Wen Lang stood up and refilled his tea himself. Sheng Shao You stared at the clear tea soup of the Phoenix Dancong tea but heard his firm refusal in his ears: "It's a pity that I'm not short of money. I'm afraid to disappoint President Shao You".

Sheng Shao You thought Shen Wen Lang would refuse but he didn't expect that in the face of such a high offer, Shen Wen Lang would still refuse without hesitation. But he was not discouraged. He suppressed the urge to grab the other person's hair and slam his head against the wall. He smiled and joked: "35 billion can't persuade you. It seems that what the outside world says it right. President Wen Lang's wealth and strength are indeed unfathomable..."

"No matter how unfathomable it is, it can't compare to Sheng Fang Biology's wealth and power. It's 35 billion at the beginning. President Shao You is really generous..."

They started to brag about each other's business. Shen Pin Ming who had been standing aside took the oportunity to propose: "Since the two CEOs appreciate each other, HS Group can actually join forces with our Sheng Fang Biology to share the patent results of gene scissors so that one plus one can produce more than two benefits..."

This seemingly temporary and casual proposal is actually the second plan instructed by Sheng Shao You. If it is impossible to acquire then talk about in-depht strategic cooperation. As long as the cooperation can be successfully launched, Sheng Fang Biology will understand and master the application-level technology in the near future.

Damn it!

----Sheng Shao You looked at Shen Wen Lang calmly and said with appreciation: "This is a good suggetion. Brother Wen Lang and I hit it off right away. It would be great if we could join forces".

Shen Wen Lang nodded. Chen Pin Ming thought he had convinced him but he was still unmoved: "Yes, brother Shao You and I do feel like we are old friends and we will definitely be come good friends. However, as for cooperation... let's forget it".

The scene was a bit awkward and the atmosphere suddenly cooled down. Sheng Shao You also restrained his smile and asked him leisurely: "Why, HS looks down on us Sheng Fang?". His tone was quite like he was going to ask for an accusation.

"How could that be?" Shen Wen Lang was still polite but he couldn't spit out ivory from his dog's mouth: "But if I remember correctly, your invention patent of gene scissors will soon expire". He smiled very much: "But our patent period for application technology is still several decades. We are brothers and we should settle accounts clearly. Why should I choose to cooperate with Sheng Fang this time?"

Yes, Shen Wen Lang doesn't have to go far away, just wait for five years. Once the patent protection period of Sheng Fang expires, HS Group will be able to use the gene scissors technology free of charge. This scum who sexually harassed his subordinates in the office was quite smart and he hit Sheng Shao You's sore spot with one word.

The conversation ended unpleasantly and Shen Wen Lang asked his Secretary Gao Tu to see him off. Sheng Shao You went downstairs with a cold face. As soon as he got out of the elevator, he saw someone standing at the door with his back to the phone. The man was wearing a light-colored shirt. The night wind was strong wich was like a stroke of genius, outlining the young man's narrow waist and blowing the thin fabric against his back. The beautiful butterfly bones were standing up, beautiful to the point of being sharp. The brown chestnut hair moved slightly in the wind, hanging softly revealing a beautiful back of the neck.

Sheng Shao You's heart twitched for no reason. Who else could it be if it wasn't Hua Yong who was standing in the wind and affecting his heart and lungs?

"...I will find a way to solve the problem of the surgery fee... thank you for your leniency..." After hanging up the phone, Hua Yong hugged his arms and leaned against the wall in a daze. He was wearing too little and looked a little cold. He looked dazed and didn't know what he was thinking. When Sheng Shao You who looked unfriendly came to his side, he reacted and immediately stood up and greeted Sheng Shao You.

Sheng Shao You retracted his gaze and walked past him to the door with an indifferent look. His peripheral vision swept across his tired, tearful eyes and a light floral fragrance lingered his nose.

Tsk, how come this orchid-scented omega has such developed tears glands? He cries every turn. Even if he is an omega, isn't he a male? How can his waist be so thin? He can wrap his arm around him...

Sheng Shao You secretly looked at Hua Yong but pretended not to look at him. He walked past him with an indifferent expression and walked straight out. Once again bein malicious ignored, Hua Yong stood there in a daze.

Chen Pin Ming hurriedly followed his boss's pace and rushed to the front of the car to help Sheng Shao You open the door. Sheng Shao You walked too fast and Chen Pin Ming was too busy to help the poor Omega out. Hua Yong stood helplessly in the wind and watched them get in the car.

Ah, he's so petty, so cute.

"Why hasn't Secretary Hua gone home yet?" Gao Tu asked. He was walking at the back and just saw Hua Yong standing in the wind.

Hua Yong who had been staring at the back of Sheng Shao You's car in a daze finally came back to his senses and turned around to explain: "I received a call". A grateful smile appeared on his beautiful face: "Secretary Gao, thank you just now".

"You 're welcome". Gao Tu paused and said: "I will try my best to arrange for you to stay away from Mr. Shen in the future". Hua Yong was stunned: "Thank you". "No need".

He was not without selfish motives. The so-called rescue was just pretending to be great. Looking the dark sky and the delicate face of the Omega in front of Him, Gao Tu couldn't help but ask: "Where do you live?" Hua Yong was stunned again.

Gao Tu was afraid that he would think too much so he immediately explained: "You haven't been converted yet so you may not know that if you get off work after 9 o'clock in the evening, the company will reimburse the taxi fare for formal employees". He actually regretted a little that he shouldn't have been inexplicably sympathetic and meddling in other people's business but the words had already been spoken so he had to bite the bullet and finish: "If it's on the way, I can take a taxi to take you home first".

The Young and beautiful Omega stared at him quietly for a few seconds. Gao Tu realized that he was actually very tall. When he stood up straight, Gao Tu who is 1.8 meters tall barefoot had to look up at him. Gao Tu felt a little numb for some reason.

Just when Gao Tu thought that he would definitely be rejected. The extremely beautiful eyes in front of him suddenly curved and Hua Yong casually reported an address and said: "Secretary Gao, thak you for your help".

Unlike Gao Tu's imagination, Hua Yong lived very close to the company. The area where HS Group is located can be said to be very expensive. Generally, new employees who have just joined the company will live in cheaper rental houses in the suburbs of Jianghu. Although it was not intentional, Gao Tu just heard the content of Hua Yong's phone call.

Hua Yong seemed to be raising money for surgery and his financial situation would not be very ideal. Combined with Sheng Shao's lobbying to see Hua Yong in Heci before, Gao Tu guessed that he also had family members living in Heci due to health reasons. Gao Tu himself was born in a slum and has a frail sister so he knew very well what kind of sky-high fees would correspond to Heci's "living dead and treating bones" technology.

I couldn't help but feel a kind of sympathy for Hua Yong.

Sitting in the passenger seat of the taxi, Hua Yong was very quiet, his slender fingers playing with the cufflinks that came from nowhere. He is indeed very handsome with the most straightforward and sharp kind of beauty. The deep outline faintly visible in the night made Gao Tu who envied him for being embraced by Shen Wen Lang, sigh at the injustice of the Creator.

Not long after the car drove out, the phone in Hua Yong's pocket rang. Gao Tu clearly saw the three words "Shen Wen Lang" written on the screen. His heart suddenly stabbed.

He couldn't avoid thinking of what Shen Wen Lang and Hua Yong had done in the office. He knew that he should close his eyes and ears at this time but he still couldn't help holding his breath and listening. Hua Yong answered the phone and Shen Wen Lang's voice came out vaguely through the receiver. Gao Tu's overly attentive gaze, Hua Yong looked up at the rearview mirror. Gao Tu immediately turned his head away as if nothing happened and avoided his gaze. Hua Yong didn't care about his evasion and smiled at him friendly. But Gao Tu stopped looking at him and his dim eyes silently fell on the face reflected on the car window.

That was Gao Tu's own face. Ordinary facial features, tightly pursed lips, narrow eyes, the most ordinary black-framed glasses, a dull and flat expression, all combined together are the kind of neatness you can see everywhere on the street but they are not attractive at all. Just like the discounted and tasty assembly line cakes in the supermarket. They immediately feel inferior when you encounter the handmade and customized high-end ones.

Gao Tu is indeed not even on tenth as beautiful as Hua Yong.

But... didn't you say you don't like Omegas?