The Self-cultivation of Omega Running with the Ball

When Cui Jinxiu received the news, she was in the hospital. She happily immediately transferred a red envelope of 88 yuan to Manager Cui.

Manager Cui was her distant relative and also her personal assistant, and she always trusted him to do things. This time she proposed a fantastic idea, and Manager Cui also handled it perfectly.

She was thinking happily when she heard a lazy voice coming from the door: "Mom, what are you so happy about?"

When Cui Jinxiu looked up, she saw her son's 1.9-meter-tall figure filling the door frame, with messy black hair, a suit over a white T-shirt, and an air of fatigue all over his body.

Just waking up was one thing, but when he strode closer and his dark and heavy eyes swept over her, the oppressive feeling of the top ALPHA immediately enveloped her.

Cui Jinxiu suppressed the smile on her face and said in a reproachful tone, "Why are you so late? The old man finally woke up for a while, and I tried so hard to get you a chance to be alone. Look at what you are wearing? Why don't you dress more formally to leave a good impression on grandpa..."

Pei Du glanced at the door of the senior ward and sneered, "It's unlikely that he would pass away while I was stuck in traffic for half an hour."

This is the second time that Mr. Pei's cancer has relapsed. He is on the verge of death and usually lies on the hospital bed half unconscious and half awake. His three children and seven grandchildren are all trying their best to run to his bedside to show their filial piety - Mr. Pei's will has not been finalized yet, and no one knows how much of the family property they will get until the last moment.

Cui Jinxiu raised her hand to straighten his clothes, then stuffed a pot of Podocarpus into his hand, "I don't know why your grandfather likes to appreciate flowers and plants recently. Put this pot at the head of the bed where he can see it at a glance. I don't need to teach you what to say when you go in, right? You are not a child anymore..."

This Podocarpus has won a prize at an expo and is priced at over 100 million. Its shape is vigorous, simple and ancient, and quite Zen-like. At first glance, Pei Du thought it was very suitable to be planted on the old man's grave, conveying the image of "a disaster that will last for thousands of years".

"Yeah, okay, got it." After listening to her nagging, Pei Du walked in with a heavy heart of filial piety.

The ward was full of greenery. Mr. Pei was indeed awake, but he didn't look at him. He just stared blankly at a pot of grass on the windowsill.

Pei Du did not behave as his mother expected. He casually put the potted plant on the table and looked at his grandfather in silence.

The man who created a huge business empire has also grown old. He has been vigorous and decisive throughout his life, but in the end he is trapped in this pale quilt, like a piece of dead firewood left in the snow.

His children gave him so many valuable bonsai trees, but no one knew what he was looking at.

Pei Du plucked a leaf, rolled it up, put it to his lips, and blew it gently. The leaf vibrated slightly, making a crisp sound, vaguely like a light and melodious song.

When he was very young, his grandmother held him on her lap and taught him how to play the leaf flute. In fact, his grandmother died very early, but Pei Du always remembered her eyes with a hint of sadness. Her hands were very dexterous. She could weave various small animals with grass leaves and play various pleasant tunes with leaves.

The old man on the sickbed came over following the voice, his cloudy old eyes glowing with moisture, filled with eager desire. He murmured, "Qinxiu, Qinxiu..."

Song Qinxiu is my grandmother's name.

He had accumulated infinite wealth and power in his life and experienced all the bliss in the world. However, in his last moments, he only wished to return to that night of breeze and bright moon and listen to his wife playing another song while she leaned on his shoulder.

Old Master Pei stretched out his skinny arm with great effort and waved to Pei Du, "Come, come here... A'Du, play another tune for me. I have been thinking about that tune these days, but I can't remember it. When you play it, I remember everything..."

Pei Du smiled at his grandfather and stopped playing. He held the leaf in his palm and crushed it to pieces.

Old Master Pei widened his eyes, unable to believe what he had done, and a "ho ho" sound came from his mouth, as if he was choked by a mouthful of thick phlegm.

"If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes today, I wouldn't have believed that you loved grandma so much." Pei Du casually threw the leaves into the trash can, then took out a cigarette and put it between his lips. "If you ask me, you cheated on more than ten OMEGAs in your life, left countless bastards, and even fooled around outside on the day grandma committed suicide. It's normal that you don't remember it."

Mr. Pei's hands were shaking violently, his face was red, and tears were streaming down his cheeks. Pei Du squinted his eyes and looked at him like this, half annoyed and half disgusted, and turned around and left the ward.

"How was it? Did you behave well? Why did you come out so soon?" Cui Jinxiu stood guard at the door and asked nervously, "Hey, kid, why are you still smoking in the hospital?"

"The fire hasn't been lit yet." Pei Du was very upset. He had been holding on to this anger ever since he knew the reason why his grandmother committed suicide at the age of ten. However, when he saw his grandfather's tears, he didn't feel relieved at all.

Some people suffer all their lives and end their lives in unwillingness and despair; some people hurt others unscrupulously all their lives and shed a few crocodile tears before dying. Bah.

"Let the doctor come in and take a look. Grandpa doesn't seem to be feeling well."

When Cui Jinxiu heard this, she hurriedly ran to call the doctor in her high heels. Pei Du was playing with his lighter, watching the doctors and nurses busying around with boredom.

"The old man's health is getting worse and worse." After finishing her work, Cui Jinxiu came back with a worried look on her face, "Did he say anything to you just now? Was he nice to you? Alas, the last time your father went in, the old man ignored him."

Pei Du reflected on what he had just done and smiled a little shyly: "I don't know if it's good or not, but Grandpa really cares about it."

How could Cui Jinxiu not understand her son's temper? The dark clouds on her brows suddenly became even darker.

Mr. Pei has three children. The eldest and the second are both ALPHA, but the third, Pei Zhixuan, Pei Du's father, is a BETA.

Originally, their family had no right to grab the inheritance. However, there is always a way out, and she gave birth to a son Pei Du who is extremely good.

Pei Du stood out among the younger generations of the Pei family. He had always been highly praised by the old man and was trained as an heir. Therefore, before the will came out, it was difficult to say how many shares the old man would leave to this much-anticipated heir.

As for Pei Du, he had always been a favored child of the emperor and had never given her any worries. There was only one thing that made her worried - Pei Du was a staunch believer in not getting married or having children.

What's worse is that the old man also knew about this matter, so he has always been dissatisfied with Pei Du.

Now it was the critical moment to fight for the inheritance, and Cui Jinxiu was so worried that she lost a few clumps of hair. She no longer expected Pei Du to suddenly change his ways, so a plan gradually took root in her mind.

Manager Cui was very efficient and did what he said. He actually got the job done for her. Cui Jinxiu had seen the photo. Omega was very pretty and totally suitable for her son. The two of them were a perfect match and would definitely create a treasure.

The only question was, how would Pei Du view this treasure that had fallen from the sky? Cui Jinxiu had no idea.

She spoke tentatively, "Son, you have seen that life is unpredictable. When the day comes when you are old, sick and lying in bed unable to move, how miserable it will be without your children to take care of you." Pei Du thought to himself: When that day really comes, he would rather find a tree and hang himself than watch his children fighting openly and secretly until their brains burst.

"Although you are still young, you should also think carefully about marriage. Look at your cousin, he is not much older than you, and his second child has been born. I don't know how happy grandpa would be to see him..."

Pei Du's ears were callused from hearing this, and he sneered and asked back: "Why, is your marriage happy?"

Cui Jinxiu choked. Pei Zhixuan was a BETA, but when it came to playing around with people, he was a well-known playboy in the entire family.

Pei Du has seen enough of this since he was a child. He pressed his mother's shoulder and said bluntly, "Mom, I'm not ready to be loyal to an OMEGA for my whole life, and I'm not mature enough to raise a child. I'm not going to get married because I don't want to be like my grandfather or my father."

Cui Jinxiu avoided his gaze and pursed her bright red lips: "Child, you haven't had much love experience, but you have a lot of big principles..."

Pei Du frowned, thinking she was a little strange today. But she was always a little nervous, so he didn't take it seriously.

He smiled and said, "I really have never fallen in love with anyone. If one day I really love someone wholeheartedly, I will get married, Mom."

His heart is so rational, strong and self-consistent, like a hollow but closed circle. His superior background and appearance have allowed him to meet countless handsome men and beautiful women, but the number of times he has been moved is very rare.

Therefore, he could not imagine that he would really fall in love with someone one day.

He always remains curious and expectant about the person he loves, who may not even exist, waiting for fate to arrange for him to appear, just like a rainbow suddenly appearing in the clear sky after rain.

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After Wen Qiu finished vomiting, he walked out with a pale face. Although he rinsed his mouth again and again, he still felt an unbearable bitterness.

When passing by the kitchen, the chef called out with a smile: "Xiao Li, I see you don't have much appetite. Come and have some mung bean soup. It's sprinkled with osmanthus flowers."

The chef's surname is Liu. He has a square head and big ears, and looks like a Buddha who is at peace with the world. Recently, Wen Qiu has been learning to cook from him and is very well taken care of by him. However, Liu Dafo is a man of few things. Although he sympathizes with his situation, he will not provide him with any substantial help.

Wen Qiu then devoted himself to learning how to cook from him. On the one hand, it was out of interest, and on the other hand, he also wanted to master a skill and support himself with real knowledge and skills.

When he was in the Yilong Society, he was locked in a small kitchen for a long time. In order to avoid starvation, he started to cook for himself. Later, the gangsters discovered his talent for cooking and made him responsible for the meals of the cadres. From being unable to kill fish and stir-fry in the beginning to being able to cook meals for 20 to 30 people by himself, his cooking skills were very good.

Now with the chef teaching him step by step, Wen Qiu's cooking skills have improved rapidly. Even Chef Liu praised him for inheriting his true skills.

Wen Qiu drank the sweet mung bean soup and asked curiously, "With my cooking skills, how much do you think I can earn as a chef?"

"You can't make a dime." Chef Liu said with a smile, "Who would hire an OMEGA as a cook? Look at your thin arms."

Wen Qiu was unconvinced and said, "I may not be able to lift a large iron pot, but I can make Western food and desserts. My plating is more beautiful than yours."

"Hey, forget it. Being a cook is tiring and doesn't make money," said Chef Liu. "If I were like you, there would be so many ways to make money quickly."

It is because of this face that I am locked up here now, Wen Qiu thought coldly, do you think this is a life worth envy?
But what he said makes sense. How much money can you make as a cook? If you have the conditions, you still have to study.

Wen Qiu's thoughts changed, but he still smiled on the surface, hugging Chef Liu's thick arm that was like a pig's trotter and shaking it: "I don't care, just teach me everything you know, I don't believe that if I cook like you, no one will hire me."

Chef Liu was very fond of his coquettishness, and immediately patted his round belly: "No problem!"

At noon, Manager Cui came again. When he heard that the dishes on the table were cooked by him, he condescended to taste two bites, then gave him a thumbs up and praised him for being virtuous.

Wen Qiu shamelessly asked Manager Cui if she could pack up the dishes he cooked so that her husband, whom she had never met, could also have a taste.

Manager Cui immediately stopped smiling, and gave him a lecture with a stern face, telling him to put himself in the right place and not to have such wishful thinking.

Hearing him say this, Wen Qiu felt relieved - she needed to make sure that her husband would not have any inappropriate interest in her.

After the meal, Wen Qiu took the opportunity to mention that he wanted to study. Manager Cui laughed and said, "Are you still planning to take the college entrance examination?"

"They say pregnancy makes women stupid for three years. I'm already stupid enough," Wen Qiu looked at him pitifully, "If I don't study hard, I won't be able to do addition and subtraction of two-digit numbers."

Manager Cui was amused by him and thought that it was not a bad thing to have some knowledge. "Okay, then make a list for me."

Wen Qiu didn't bother to be polite with him. He made a long list of the reference books he knew about, and also asked him to buy 200 DVDs so that he could watch movies to relieve his boredom.

Manager Cui worked very quickly and bought everything he wanted within two days.

Wen Qiu grew up abroad when he was a child, and his English was almost at the level of a native speaker. However, in front of Manager Cui, he still messed up the English test paper - the stupider he acted, the more the other party would let down their guard.

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In just one month, everyone in the villa fell in love with this obedient Omega. Even Manager Cui often felt that he had a silly and cute kitten at home, and sometimes he wanted to go and take a look at it when he had nothing to do.

When he arrived at the villa that day, he saw Wen Qiu wearing a furry home suit, holding a lollipop in his mouth, lying on the sofa watching a movie. One of his legs was folded over the other, revealing a section of his white calf, and his feet were shaking comfortably.

Manager Cui chuckled secretly and couldn't help but sneak up behind him to tease him.

Suddenly, he noticed the movie on the screen - it was an old black-and-white English movie with a very fast speaking pace and no subtitles, but Wen Qiu watched it with great interest.

Manager Cui stared silently behind him for a while, and suddenly asked, "Xiao Li, do you understand all this English?"

(End of this chapter)