I don't want to be an omega

The special elevator in the CEO's office area on the top floor opened silently. Ji Yan was wearing a silver-gray suit, with one hand in his pocket and the other carrying a document bag, and walked unhurriedly to his boss's office.

When I reached the door, I raised my hand to knock on it, but suddenly someone opened it from inside.

A pure-looking, beautiful, and stylishly dressed boy rushed out and almost bumped into him. The boy's face was flushed and his eyes were wet, but his face was extremely ugly, as if he was about to cry in the next moment.

Ji Yan was stunned for a moment, and before he had time to react, he was slammed away by the other party and ran away.

He looked away indifferently and raised his eyebrows, and entered Wen Mingze's office.

Wen Mingze was sitting idly on the chair at the moment, with his arms casually placed on the armrests and fingers crossed on his abdomen, his sharp eyes looked coldly from high to low through the large French windows.

If Ji Yan didn't know what happened just now, now that he saw the used inhibitor needle on the ground and his boss's dark face, he knew everything.

The one who just walked out is an Omega, who seems to be the spokesperson of a certain product of their company, a very popular little star.

Because Jiyan is a beta, he can't smell the pheromone, but even so, he knows that this office is full of the sweetness of Omega's hot period.

"boss."

Wen Mingze withdrew his gaze, and pinched the space between his brows wearily.

Because of his different status from ordinary people, it is common for him to be deliberately seduced by an Omega. The usual way is to throw an inhibitor at the other party just like before.

But the boy's pheromone just now is somewhat similar to You Lan's, but it's more like milk-flavored perfume, which is a bit pungent.

When the other party approached with a sweet outfit, Wen Mingze's mind was full of thoughts about the soft and waxy appearance of the little Omega at home, and the smiling face for others. This feeling made him very disliked.

"Say." Wen Mingze said coldly.

Ji Yan immediately showed a rigorous attitude at work, took out the documents from the file bag in his hand, and put them in front of Wen Mingze.

"These are the lists of all the people involved in the scandal report between you and Ms. Jiang. There is also a list of Jiang Shi's recent project investment promotion and the number and date of legal lawyers' negotiations with the court."

Wen Mingze reached out to pick it up and flipped through it casually a few times, and Ji Yan waited for him to read it almost before continuing to report.

"Your guess is correct. The Jiang family is now at the end of their rope, so they turned their target on you. Jiang Yifei will hold a business dinner the day after tomorrow, and he also sent you an invitation. He probably wants to auction off the land in Lihu on the outskirts of the city."

Wen Mingze threw the information in his hand back on the table, and he didn't bother to care about these clowns at the moment, his mind was completely out of it.

"Let people keep watching."

"Yes."

Ji Yan raised his eyes and looked at his boss's face. He was about to try to persuade him, but he closed his mouth obediently after muttering a few times. Or let them handle it themselves.

Thinking about it, he secretly shook his head while hating iron for being weak. He is obviously powerful and vigorous in the mall, but why is he not enlightened emotionally?

In this way, the door of the office was closed again, and the surroundings fell into silence. Now it was already completely dark, and the neon lights flickered to illuminate the nightlife of fast-paced urbanites.

Wen Mingze had almost finished what he had to deal with, but he didn't really want to go home.

The mobile phone lying quietly on the desk suddenly vibrated and rang. It was his private number and few people knew it. He glanced at it and reached out to pick it up.

After seeing the caller clearly, his eyes seemed to be deeper, and after a few seconds of hesitation, he still chose to answer the call.

"Hello." Wen Mingze's voice was slightly hoarse.

"Mr. Wen..."

You Lan on the other end of the phone nestled on the sofa with her lips pursed, her hand holding the phone couldn't help but tightened a little. He looked at the grandfather clock in the living room again, and it was far longer than Mr. Wen's usual time to go home for dinner.

"Are you coming back tonight?"

You Lan was a little nervous. This was the first time he had called Wen Mingze, and he got the number from Aunt Li. I don't know if it would disturb his work.

Wen Mingze was surprised by the phone call, and because the question agitated his emotions a little, he almost asked you whether you want me to answer or not, which is completely unlike what he would say.

"Is there something wrong?" Wen Mingze cleared his throat.

"No, nothing." You Lan glanced at the food on the table, buried her face in the pillow, blinked her bright almond eyes and said, "I just don't know when you will come back, I asked Aunt Li to leave food for you... ..." It's probably cold now.