Damn it, I'm surrounded by insane Alphas!

The next morning, Shi Ran was woken up by Wang Cheng banging on the door.

As soon as he opened the door, Wang Cheng stood there, his face ashen.

"Something's happened. Typhoon No. 7 suddenly changed direction, and all flights to Bali have been canceled."

Suddenly, she snapped back to reality. Gu Chen was supposed to personally oversee the press conference at 3 p.m., but now it seemed like that was off the table.

Wang Cheng wiped his face, his eyes filled with a tragic determination, as if he were making a desperate gamble.

"Hurry up and get ready, you're the only one who can do it."

Shi Ran, who was entrusted with this critical mission, nodded reluctantly.

It's 10:50 PM.

Because of this typhoon, everything was in chaos; the backstage area of ​​the press conference was like a battlefield.

Shi Ran leaned against the wall and kept taking deep breaths, forcing herself to calm down.

Just then, a commotion arose at the entrance of the venue, and several dark figures walked in.

The man at the head of the group was dressed in a sharply tailored black suit, was extremely tall, and had a frighteningly imposing presence.

His expression was so profound that the air seemed to freeze wherever he swept his gaze.

It is Fu Yanshen.

He arrived ahead of time with the people from Black Shield International.

Shi Ran was facing away from the entrance, hunched over as she frantically worked on her manuscript.

Fu Yanshen's gaze swept casually across the chaotic backstage area.

"Buzz!"

Then his neck jerked violently!

A tingling, electric-like sensation exploded instantly, shooting wildly down my spine!

A strange yet familiar burning sensation rose up, and suddenly his legs went weak and he almost knelt down on the spot.

Holy crap! What's going on?

The last time he had this feeling was in Fu Yanshen's deadly dungeon.

Because Fu Yanshen almost died in the instance, the system had to intervene forcibly, using Shi Ran's body as a vessel to calm him down. Later, Shi Ran became bound to his pheromones.

As long as they are close to each other, this connection will irresistibly draw them together.

But why is it reacting now?!

Shi Ran's face turned pale as she sensed her pheromones leaking out uncontrollably.

Oh no, she's in heat!

And it just so happens to be at this time!

Shi Ran shoved the manuscript in her hand to Wang Cheng beside her, saying, "You do it! I can't take it!"

Before Wang Cheng could react, Shi Ran had already slipped away.

Not far away, Fu Yanshen suddenly stopped, his dormant pheromones suddenly awakened, and a powerful, suffocating sense of oppression spread out.

Fu Yanshen stood still, his thin lips pressed into a cold, hard line, and remained silent for a few seconds.

Then he spoke.

This might be the first thing he said this month.

"Within five minutes, access the entire surveillance footage and extract pheromone samples from everyone."

His most trusted subordinate, K, hesitated for a moment, then replied, "Yes."

Ten minutes later, the press conference began as scheduled, except that the spokesperson was Wang Cheng, who came up reluctantly.

Wang Cheng walked onto the stage, bracing himself against countless piercing gazes from below, and spoke in a deep voice:

"Dear friends from the media, first of all, on behalf of the Universal Group, I would like to express my deepest apologies to Ms. Jiang Wanwan and her team, as well as to all members of the public who are concerned about this matter!"

The sound of camera shutters clicking wildly filled the air. Fortunately, his speech was clear and his attitude was sincere, which temporarily calmed the situation down.

However, the Q&A session with reporters was immediately tense.

"Your company claims to offer top-tier security, yet you can't even protect the privacy of celebrities. Isn't that suspected of false advertising?"

Another reporter spoke even faster and with a barbed tone.

"Some netizens have revealed that some employees of the resort are selling secretly taken photos, which has formed a gray industry chain. Is Huanyu aware of this?"

Wang Cheng's heart skipped a beat, but fortunately he and Shi Ran had practiced these problems before.

Last night, Shi Ran felt that Jiang Wanwan's situation was a bit strange. The negative trending topics came too quickly, and she suspected that the rival company was pushing things behind the scenes to make a big fuss.

He recalled the prepared remarks he and Shi Ran had made the night before and replied, "This statement is a slander against all employees of Huanyu. We welcome any reports with substantial evidence, and once verified, we will severely punish those responsible! But if it is just one side of the story from netizens, I'm sorry, Huanyu will not accept such baseless filth."

The reporters in the audience quieted down a little, and he had just breathed a sigh of relief when a commotion suddenly erupted in the front row of the audience.

Suddenly, several enthusiastic fans stood up, carrying several buckets of red paint!

While screaming "Universe, apologize! Protect Wanwan!", they vigorously splashed the thick, red liquid from the bucket onto the podium!

"Go to hell, you piece of trash company!"

Wang Cheng instinctively raised his hand to cover his face. Oh no!

If someone gets splashed directly on the face, tomorrow's headline will be "Global executives splattered with blood at press conference," completely changing the nature of the incident.

In the blink of an eye, several figures dressed in black combat uniforms pounced out from a corner of the venue.

Someone precisely positioned themselves in front of Wang Cheng, using their back to block most of the splashed paint.

The others quickly and decisively pinned the troublemaking fans to the ground, without any hesitation.

At the same time, a terrifying pheromone pressure spread out.

Those who were screaming and rushing forward just moments before were all frozen in place.

Although Wang Cheng was a Beta, he could still clearly sense this oppressive aura at this moment.

Over the years, having followed Gu Chen around, he had witnessed the oppressive aura of many top alphas, but none of them were as terrifying as this one.

In this person's hands, pheromones have become a weapon.

His gaze swept across the venue, finally settling on the man at the backstage entrance.

The man was simply standing there, and his imposing presence silenced the entire room.

Wang Cheng suddenly remembered Shi Ran's unusual behavior earlier. Could it also be because of this unusually powerful alpha?

Meanwhile, Shi Ran stumbled and rushed into the backstage dressing room.

He locked the door behind him, his body still trembling uncontrollably; the burning sensation was threatening to extinguish his reason.

His phone kept vibrating in his pocket, and he pulled it out with trembling hands.

It's Gu Chen.

Shi Ran's voice trembled as she answered, "Feed?"

Gu Chen's voice sounded very displeased. "Why is Wang Cheng the spokesperson?"

I felt like swallowing, but my throat was so dry I couldn't swallow at all. "I'm not feeling well right now... so I've been replaced."

"You know how important this opportunity is to you, and you're backing out at the last minute again."

Gu Chen's words clearly had a hidden meaning; he would never be able to get over Shi Ran's elopement in this lifetime.

But Shi Ran had no time to pay attention to his implied meaning at that moment.

He was already in such a bad mood, and then he got scolded. All the grievances he felt welled up inside him.

He complained softly with a heavy nasal tone, "You're being mean to me again."

The other end of the phone went silent instantly.

A few seconds later.

Gu Chen's voice came through, still stiff, but noticeably softer.

"Where does it hurt?"

Suddenly, as her consciousness teetered on the brink of collapse, she thought, "It's so hot..."

"Are you in heat? Where are you? Are there people around?"

"The lounge, just me."

"Lock the door, don't let anyone in, wait for me."

Gu Chen's tone was almost coaxing, and he quickly hung up.

As soon as he hung up the phone, Gu Chen immediately called his assistant in and canceled all his plans for the day.

"Get me a plane that can fly, charter, connecting flight, private jet, anything goes, I need to go to Bali right now."

The assistant had never seen his boss so out of control before, and quickly nodded and withdrew.

Gu Chen quickly calmed down and dialed another number that was not saved in his contacts.

"Dr. Jiang, immediately go to my private pheromone bank and fetch two bottles of concentrated solution."

Shi Ran's symptoms definitely sounded like she was in heat, and he had to get there immediately!

He would never allow other Alphas' pheromones to touch him.

On the other end of the phone, the young doctor dared not be negligent; this was a VVVIP client.

However, according to regulations, extracting pheromones from VIP customers requires not only storing them in the database but also obtaining the dean's individual signature.

He rushed into the dean's office in a hurry, clutching the documents.

The dean gently pushed up his gold-rimmed glasses and said warmly, "Okay, thank you for your hard work."

Then he signed his name in the "Recipient" column, his handwriting beautiful and neat, yet exuding a cold aura:

Wen Yiheng.