The Self-cultivation of Omega Running with the Ball

In front of Pei Du was a copy of a paternity test report. The two parties involved in the test were An Yunqi and Wen Zhiyao, and the result was "no blood relationship".

In fact, when Wen Qiu secretly met An Yunqi for the first time, he already knew about it, but he chose to believe that his best brother and closest lover would not betray him. Later, when they met again for the second time, he learned a little bit and knew that it was about Li Tianchang, so he did not ask about it.

He wanted to trust, but this became his weakness. Under the shell of rationality, he was actually a very emotional person, and when it came to Wen Qiu, he became a loophole that could be exploited everywhere.

Even if the identification result is "no blood relationship", at least both parties have had suspicions that his good brother and his good lover had had sex, and even did not take any safety measures to the point where they might have conceived a child.

The more I thought about it, the more unbearable it became. It was like I had swallowed a thousand needles and ten thousand knives, shattering my heart.

Have you decided to accept all of Wen Qiu's past? You must be kidding.

When the day really came, he realized that it was impossible to do it.

It was not until this moment that Pei Du suddenly realized the reason why Wen Qiu contacted Wen Jierui. His lover was indeed far-sighted and had left a way out for herself at every step.

It was time to get off work. The evening rush hour was endless outside the window, but Pei Du didn't want to go back. He didn't want to, but he couldn't. A violent impulse echoed in his body. If he appeared in front of Wen Qiu at this moment, he was afraid that he would not be able to help but strangle him by the neck, suppress all his resistance, confirm his sovereignty by repeatedly possessing him, and enter his reproductive cavity to mark him thoroughly...

No, this is not enough. He must be chained up, his social identity must be erased, and he must be locked up at home as his own forbidden food. He must not be allowed to meet other ALPHAs, his eyes must not reflect other people's shadows, and his mouth must not make any sounds other than moans... He wants to kiss him, gnaw him, and swallow him. Thousands of manic desires rise in his heart. Pei Du sits there silently, feeling a demon growing in his heart.

There was another cautious knock on the door, and it was Assistant Jiang who came in. She was supposed to be on parental leave. She said straight to the point, "Something happened at the US branch. President Pei is convening an interim board meeting and is looking for you urgently."

"Got it." Pei Du crushed the cigarette butt in the ashtray, raised his head and glanced at her. The hostility in his eyes was frightening.

"What's wrong?" Assistant Jiang was a little surprised. She rarely observed such drastic emotional fluctuations in Pei Du. The last time might be traced back to when Wen Qiu was kidnapped by Wei Ziying.

“…Nothing.” Pei Du pressed his eyebrows and even wanted to laugh in his heart. Could he still tell everyone that he was cuckolded?
Seeing that he didn't want to talk, Assistant Jiang nodded knowingly and didn't ask any more questions. She drove Pei Du to the headquarters of Peiyuan Group. The board of directors, chaired by Pei Zhixuan, was discussing the imminent issue.

Pei Du listened for a while and found out that it was nothing more than a serious factional struggle over there. They were now blaming each other for a mistake in the development of a new product. The new quarter's product launch was approaching, but the internal fighting was so intense that they were about to get their brains out. They urgently needed someone from the headquarters to calm the situation.

Pei Zhixuan wanted to entrust the important task to him intentionally or unintentionally. Pei Du didn't care much about the affairs of the department, but this time he took over the burden that no one wanted to take - cleaning up the mess is the most thankless job. If you do it well, you can only restore things to their original state. If you do it badly, you will inevitably get resentment and responsibility.

Seeing that Pei Du was willing to take on the job, Pei Zhixuan seemed relieved and selected a few capable men to go with him. Speed ​​was of the essence, and the flight tickets were quickly booked. They set off in the early morning and arrived in the United States the next day.

This absence would be at least half a month, but Pei Du had his own considerations. He was not sure what he would do when he returned in this state, so he just instructed Assistant Jiang on some matters and asked her to inform Wen Qiu that he would not be home for a long time.

At two o'clock in the morning, on the way to the airport, Wen Qiu called several times in succession. Pei Du threw the phone aside, letting it vibrate, without answering it.

This was his last act of mercy. He hoped that the person who would handle this matter would be himself who had calmed down after a dozen days, rather than the monster who was now consumed by anger and jealousy.

At four o'clock in the morning, Pei Du and several executives were sitting in the empty VIP lounge. Although he was just checking his work on the tablet with an expressionless face, he exuded a terrible low pressure, and several executives did not dare to talk to him.

Suddenly, a burst of hurried footsteps sounded, and a figure strode up to him. He snatched the tablet from Pei Du's hand, and then shouted in a clear voice: "Pei Du."

Pei Du raised his eyes slightly and looked at Wen Qiu indifferently.

"Why didn't you answer the phone?" Wen Qiu was still a little out of breath because he rushed here in a hurry. "I asked Assistant Jiang and found out that you were going abroad. Even if it was urgent, you should have informed me, right? You were going to be away for a few days, why didn't you even say goodbye..."

His voice got lower and lower, because Pei Du's eyes made him feel unfamiliar. The vast airport was illuminated by the cold white lights, and everything was very quiet. Wen Qiu suddenly felt breathless, as if he had a premonition of something, and asked softly: "You...what's wrong?"

"I need half a month to deal with this matter," Pei Du said calmly, "Just wait for me at home."

Wen Qiu waited for him for another two seconds, but no more words came. He barely suppressed his pounding heart, leaned over Pei Du's shoulders, and kissed his cheek: "Okay, I'll wait for you."

Normally, he would not take the initiative to do intimate actions in public, so he was undoubtedly trying to please her at this moment. However, Pei Du remained indifferent and seemed to avoid his kiss.

This avoidance irritated Wen Qiu. He grabbed Pei Du's collar, messing up his neatly-knit clothes, then kissed him hard on the lips, looked into his eyes and said, "I like you."

"I know."

"That's not it."

"..." Pei Du lowered his eyelashes, sighed softly, grabbed his chin and kissed him back, "I love you, too."

Wen Qiu then let go of him, stood up straight, and said with a twitch of his lips: "It's as if I begged for it."

Then he laughed at himself and said, "But it's my ability to be able to beg for it. Let's go, be careful on the road."

He came and went in a hurry, as if he had rushed over for more than an hour just to ask for this kiss and a promise. Pei Du stared at his back with complicated feelings, his fingers unconsciously brushed across his lips, the warm and distinct touch was still there, like a warm breeze.

After Wen Qiu left, the executives on the side looked at each other and whispered. One of them was Pei Du's uncle, and he disagreed at this moment: "It's okay to spoil your lover, but you must not overdo it, otherwise you will spoil the person to the point of having no rules at all, and he will be eager to climb over your head."

"Thank you for the reminder," Pei Du glanced at him coldly, "She's my own person, I'll take care of her no matter how spoiled she is, so don't worry about it."

If Wen Qiu had any problems, he would take care of them himself, and it was not the turn of outsiders to butt in. He was so blatant in protecting his shortcomings that his uncle was so angry that he shook his head and sighed, wondering how the heartless Pei Zhixuan could have given birth to such a romantic son.

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Wen Qiu had actually realized something. Pei Du's abnormality was too obvious, and his dissatisfaction and forbearance were written directly on his face.

He chased to the airport, which was an impulsive act, but he did not regret it. Rather than waiting anxiously at home for the verdict in half a month, he needed a promise to reassure himself.

Pei Du said he liked her, even though he had asked for it, but the good thing about this guy is that he never lies to himself. If he likes her, he likes her. If he doesn't like her anymore, he will say it directly.

On the way back in a taxi, he called An Yunqi and asked the driver to drive directly to the private teahouse. "Why did Pei Du know?" Wen Qiu asked straight to the point as soon as he entered the door.

An Yunqi looked listless, sitting cross-legged on a chair, "Don't mention it, damn Pei Du planted an insider to spy on me, and he got the report right after it came out."

"Pei Du sent someone to monitor you?" Wen Qiu asked suspiciously, "Wait, how do you know he got the report?"

"Nonsense, of course I have my own people planted there," An Yunqi stroked his hair irritably, "He and I are good friends, and the Pei family and the An family are rivals in the business world!"

"You knew this a long time ago, and you still said you wanted to hide it from him!" Wen Qiu wanted to twist him into a dough and squeeze out the moisture in his brain, "I said I would be honest! Damn it, now he knows everything..."

However, even though he said this now, if he went back two months ago, he might still have chosen to conceal it in the hope of getting lucky.

An Yunqi was also very puzzled. He was very sure that Pei Du would not specially send people to monitor him. Nothing happened in the past two months. If he were to say, there must be something wrong with Wen Qiu. But seeing Wen Qiu's annoyance, he decided to show Alpha's tolerance and not bother with him.

"Okay, now let's talk about what to do. Pei Du already knows that you are Xiao Zhi's biological father..."

"No, wait..." An Yunqi looked strange, "You haven't seen the report yet, right?"

"What?" Wen Qiu looked at him blankly.

"The child is not mine." An Yunqi handed the original report to Wen Qiu, "Look for yourself."

Wen Qiu's hands were shaking as he flipped the report back and forth three times, his mind going blank.

"Are you sure...wait a minute, so you have never been married, your semen has never been taken away by anyone, and you have never asked me to have an abortion..."

"Huh? I don't know what you're talking about!"

"Then why did you admit that you were Xiao Zhiliao's father?!"

"You've got my shirt, and I don't have a f*cking hobby of running naked. There's only one situation in which you could get my shirt! What's more..." An Yunqi bit his tongue, swallowed the rest of the sentence, and scratched his hair in annoyance.

He couldn't say that he was too narcissistic, thinking that the baby must be his own just because he saw how cute it was. What an idiot, good-for-nothing, big fool, how could he be so blinded by greed!
"No, wait..." Wen Qiu was too confused, "Then how do you know what happened to Manager Cui? When I asked you, didn't you say he was already in prison..."

"I don't know," An Yunqi wiped his face and muttered dejectedly, "I can't remember who those pimps are, and those words were just to coax you."

"Ha..." Wen Qiu was so angry that his head was throbbing with pain. He didn't know where to start cursing. He could only stroke his chest to calm himself down.

Besides anger, there was also confusion. If it wasn't An Yunqi, who was the biological father of the child? Why did Manager Cui give An Yunqi's shirt to himself?
Also, how should I explain this to Pei Du? Such an appraisal report itself is an indelible stain. Thinking of Pei Du's cold eyes before leaving the airport, Wen Qiu couldn't help but shudder.

Sure enough, he should not have kept it a secret from the beginning. The more he kept it a secret, the more mistakes he made. Wen Qiu was filled with confusion, not knowing why things had turned out so badly.

"So I am the one who is most wronged. I said fuck you, there is no way I don't remember it. This fucking thing really didn't happen. I was dragged into this for no reason, and now I can't wash myself clean even if I jump into the Yellow River!" An Yunqi walked around the room, and strode to Wen Qiu, "How did you get pregnant with this kid, and how did you get the shirt? Tell me everything, I must get to the bottom of it!"

However, at this point, how could Wen Qiu allow an outsider to intervene and make things more complicated? He lowered his head and murmured, "This is none of your business..."

"Why is it none of my business?" An Yunqi squatted in front of him, met his gaze, and spoke word by word, "You must go and explain everything to Pei Du. You understand? Tell him everything about your past. I absolutely do not want to take the blame."

Wen Qiu pushed him away and stood up: "I would have done it even if you didn't tell me."

He returned home in a daze, forgetting how he got home. An Yunqi's words, Pei Du's expression, and the shirt that Manager Cui threw to him a long time ago, all lingered in his mind, tangled into a mess.

When he got home, Xiao Zhiliao had already washed and was waiting for him in bed. He was wearing a one-piece duck pajamas, lying obediently in the quilt, holding his most beloved doll. When he saw him enter the room, he happily shouted, "The baby has been washed."

Then he sang in a clear voice: "Dad is too slow, Dad is too slow..."

"Slow" is a new word he has learned, but today his father did not show a surprised expression and praise him for his intelligence as usual. Instead, he fell weakly on the bed, curled up and picked him up.

Little Zhiliao sniffed and smelled the scent of tears on his father. He immediately panicked and hurriedly tried to comfort him: "Dad, don't be sad, don't be sad..."

In the end, instead of trying to persuade him, he choked up and finally couldn't help but burst into tears: "Waaaaah Dad, don't cry..."

Wen Qiu was startled and quickly picked him up. He didn't care about his discomfort and coaxed the child to sleep after a long time.

Looking at the child's red face from crying, Wen Qiu realized that he couldn't go on like this. He was 22 years old and always felt like he hadn't grown up yet, but he was already a father. If he always showed weakness, it would be like the sky falling in the eyes of the child.

It's just a misunderstanding. It can be resolved as long as you apologize sincerely... He repeated this to comfort himself. After washing up and taking some medicine, he soon fell asleep next to the child.

I slept very deeply, without any dreams, and it seemed as if I could sleep until the end of time.

Wen Qiu was awakened by a burst of anxious pushing. He opened his eyes in a daze and saw Zhao Ma shouting anxiously:

"Qiuqiu, young master... hurry up and get up! Something happened!"

Wen Qiu touched the pillow, it was empty, and he opened his eyes blankly, "What's wrong... Where's Xiao Zhiliao?"

Zhao Ma collapsed and shouted, "Little Zhiliao is gone!"

(End of this chapter)