Damn it, I'm surrounded by insane Alphas!

Cheng Ye's car and Fu Yanshen's car arrived at the hotel entrance at almost the same time.

Shi Ran got out of the car wrapped in a blanket. She was smiling, but when she saw the familiar tall figure at the door, she instantly became quiet.

Fu Yanshen stood at the intersection of light and shadow inside the revolving door, and it was unusual that Shi Ran did not come forward to greet him.

That's it, this is really over.

Shi Ran pulled the blanket tighter around herself and strode towards the hotel entrance, trying to ease the tension. "Why are you all here? Come on in, it's freezing."

Fu Yanshen remained silent, simply gazing at Shi Ran with such intense intensity that Shi Ran softened and lowered her eyes.

Cheng Ye, who was standing nearby, noticed this as well and stepped in front of Shi Ran to meet Fu Yanshen's gaze. "Yeah, Mr. Fu, you're still up so late? I thought older people needed more sleep."

Fu Yanshen ignored his meaningless teasing, only coldly looking at the arrogant young man before him, and said in a low voice, "Who gave you permission to take him away?"

"Permission? It's not your property, so what gives you the right to question me?"

Fu Yanshen did not answer. He just looked at Shi Ran, who looked guilty, and said that Shi Ran should answer the question.

Shi Ran knew that she was in the wrong this time, and that Cheng Ye was being too reckless, after all, they were in a foreign country.

Shi Ran took a deep breath, looked up at Cheng Ye and Wen Yiheng and said quickly, "It's late, I have something I want to discuss with him alone, you two should get some rest."

This is a clear order to leave.

"What is it that you have to talk to him about alone...?"

Wen Yiheng grabbed the defiant Cheng Ye and turned to leave. Cheng Ye looked at her with exasperation, "Why are you pulling me? Take him away! Don't you know how to tell friend from foe, brother?"

Cheng Ye was dragged away, cursing and swearing. The hotel lobby was quiet for a while, leaving only the two of them.

Fu Yanshen remained standing still, but the atmosphere was extremely tense. Shi Ran tugged at his sleeve and gently shook it: "Shall we go back to the room to talk? It's cold here."

Fu Yanshen finally lowered his eyes again, his gaze falling on Shi Ran's slightly red nose from the cold. He sighed softly in defeat, took Shi Ran's icy hand in his own, and without saying a word, led him towards the elevator.

The suite still held the scents of dinner and drinks, but now it was eerily quiet, so quiet that it frightened Shi Ran.

Fu Yanshen had already let go of her hand and walked to the center of the living room, his back to Shi Ran. His shoulders were taut and he remained motionless.

He endured it all night.

From discovering that he was missing, to seeing that Weibo post, and now seeing Shi Ran standing in front of him, still carrying Cheng Ye's scent.

Do you know what I'm thinking?

Fu Yanshen finally spoke.

Shi Ran didn't say anything, but slowly moved a little closer.

"I'm thinking," Fu Yanshen said in a very low voice, "what will I do if you disappear again?"

"Fu Yanshen," Shi Ran called softly.

"Do you know how much I—"

His words were cut off mid-air.

Because Shi Ran reached out and gently wrapped her arms around Fu Yanshen's waist from behind, pressing her face against his broad back.

The movements were light, yet direct.

"I know."

His ear gently pressed against the man's broad back, and he could hear the muffled thumping of Fu Yanshen's heart. "So I'm back now."

Shi Ran knew that Fu Yanshen was very patient with her, but that didn't mean he was a patient person.

Even Zhou Jin, who had always been his adversary in the game, admitted that his boss was most gentle and closest to an ordinary person when he was with him.

"I'm sorry..." Shi Ran said sullenly, "I know I shouldn't have left without saying goodbye, it was just a spur-of-the-moment decision."

Fu Yanshen's body trembled slightly, but he did not turn around or push him away.

He had been holding back his emotions all night, and in this quiet space where it was just the two of them, he finally reached his breaking point.

"Does he realize how dangerous this is?"

He turned around abruptly, "If the person who took you away wasn't him, you'd be kidnapped again like back then..."

He didn't finish his sentence; it was the immense panic of losing something again after regaining it.

Shi Ran was stunned by the emotions in his eyes. He knew how much that incident had affected Fu Yanshen. It was after that kidnapping that Fu Yanshen began to force him to learn some self-defense techniques.

He practiced until his body was covered in bruises, and he cried out in pain that he didn't want to practice anymore. Fu Yanshen would coax him every day, praising even the slightest progress to the heavens, leaving Zhou Jin standing beside him with a face full of question marks.

It was because of that kidnapping that Fu Yanshen's strategy score finally reached full marks.

The system had told Shi Ran, "Let me tell you a secret: you are the first player to successfully win over Fu Yanshen."

"Really? How many players do you have in total?"

"Of course it's classified, but you're the one with the best chance of passing the test right now. I have faith in you, after all, you even managed to handle Fu Yanshen."

Later, Shi Ran slowly realized that perhaps Fu Yanshen's love for him had long been overflowing, but had not yet reached its full potential because there was a corner in his heart that had been permanently closed off because of his sister's departure.

However, Shi Ran's sudden kidnapping awakened his deepest fear: the fear of his closest and dearest people disappearing before his eyes.

By a twist of fate, he finally won over Fu Yanshen.

Shi Ran looked up at the man's taut jawline and told himself that no matter how angry Fu Yanshen got tonight, he would coax him.

Shi Ran raised her hand and gently stroked Fu Yanshen's cheek, her voice a little hoarse.

"It was my fault, please don't be angry, okay? They just wanted to make me happy, I didn't think too much about it..."

"Cheer up? Do you think I don't care whether you're happy or not? If I didn't care, I could have taken you back to Hong Kong the moment I found you. These childish, unreasonable people wouldn't even have a chance to get close to you, do you understand?"

Fu Yanshen paused for a moment, then said, "Or are you saying that you're unhappy being with me..."

"No!" Shi Ran hurriedly denied, standing on tiptoe, trying to silence those hurtful words with a kiss.

His lips pressed against Fu Yanshen's tightly pursed lips. The kiss was initially spontaneous, carrying a soothing meaning.

He tentatively released a trace of pheromones and found that there was no stinging pain on the back of his neck. Fu Yanshen was completely unable to resist him, and in that instant, his pheromones almost went out of control.

Shi Ran let out a soft hiss, but instead of pulling away, she wrapped her arms around Fu Yanshen's neck. They both knew tacitly that this was the prelude to something.

Fu Yanshen abruptly stopped the almost out-of-control kiss, his forehead pressed against Shi Ran's, his breathing heavy.

"Stop messing around, you can't take it now."

Shi Ran ignored him and stood on tiptoe, wanting him to hold her tighter. Fu Yanshen instinctively picked her up and held her legs, which were wrapped tightly around his waist.

They were very familiar with the process.

Shi Ran was breathless from the kisses, but strangely, his glands felt no discomfort; on the contrary, they remained unusually stable.

Fu Yanshen was also stunned. He lowered his head, touched Shi Ran's neck, and paused for a few seconds.

Shi Ran clearly sensed it too, her eyes widened slightly, and then curved into a smile.

"Look," Shi Ran said softly, with a nasal tone, "even my glands like you the most."

Fu Yanshen closed his eyes, and the anger that had been building up in his chest for several days finally eased a little.

He wouldn't mark Shiran at this moment because he wasn't sure what state Shiran's glands were in, and marking them might damage them.

But... he really wanted to, really wanted to.

Fu Yanshen's hot breath brushed against Shi Ran's neck, making him feel a little ticklish. He snuggled against Fu Yanshen's chest, then heard the man's low, husky voice, "Tomorrow."

He opened his eyes and looked at Shi Ran. "You have to be with me for Christmas."

Shi Ran nodded: "Okay."

"All day."

"it is good."

"No one can contact you."

Shi Ran smiled and reached out to hug him: "Okay, okay, you clingy brat."

"Don't call me a clingy person."

"Okay, I won't be clingy."

Fu Yanshen remained silent for two seconds, then helplessly hugged the person in his arms even tighter.

One hundred chapters! Who knew I was writing this on and off while on a ship at sea? Hope you all enjoy reading it!