After wearing a double omega, I am a scumbag [Transmigration Book]

Cui Jue looked calm and calm, as if looking at a stranger.

An Fengqing thought to himself whether his reaction was true or not, so he received a call from Carlos.

"You brought so many people here..." Carlos was muttering when he picked it up, "These people are unknown, you stay in the room first, I'll ask someone to check."

The building materials of the Little Red House are very special. Unless the people inside the house are willing to take the initiative to expose it, people outside will never find out.

An Fengqing said yes to hang up the phone, and turned around, Cui Jue was holding his arms, staring fixedly at You Chen outside the room, his brows were slightly drawn, as if displeased.

Outside the walls of the small red house, which has been adjusted to be almost transparent, is the dark blue night.

You Chen looked up towards the canyon, his blond hair was blown around by the strong wind of the canyon, his delicate little face was full of sorrow, as if he had something on his mind.

That slender back can inspire people's desire to protect, especially an alpha with strong genes like Cui Jue.

But An Feng ruled it out.

The corner of his mouth twitched ironically, before he could speak, he heard Cui Jue's voice.

"He knew we were here and came here on purpose."

An Fengqing was shocked by his sudden sober thinking, but he didn't show it on his mouth, and said lazily: "How did you know?"

"Intuition." Cui Jue withdrew his gaze, his brows flattened, "Your timeout of the Match [-] game failed."

"Huh? Oh."

An Fengqing came back to his senses, and clicked to start again.He leaned back on the sofa, staring at the gray meteorite pattern, but Cui Jue's words were circling in his mind.

intuition.

The simple two words, like a small hook, tickled An Fengqing's heart, he slid five meteorites away, and asked, "Why do you have such an intuition?"

Cui Jue sat on the edge of the sofa, resting the back of his hand on his chin and looking at An Fengqing, his deep gaze never leaving him.Hearing this, he asked back, "What were you thinking when you ate that bad oyster this afternoon?"

Oysters?

An Fengqing wrinkled his nose: "Smelly, disgusting."

"If I gave you another oyster at that time, would you eat it?"

An Fengqing thought for a while and said, "I'll eat it if it doesn't smell bad. I like to eat oysters, and I won't stop eating oysters just because this one smells bad."

"I do not know."

Cui Jue glanced casually outward, as if he was looking in the direction of You Chen: "I liked oysters at the beginning, not because I liked eating them, nor because I liked his appearance, but because I found a bright star in its body. Dazzling pearls are priceless treasures in this world."

An Fengqing: "..."

Cui Jue looked at him firmly: "But it is stinky, it has no pearls, and it tricked me with a fake pearl. After I found the fake pearl, I realized that what I like is not oysters, but the oyster in my imagination. pearl."

An Fengqing can be sure this time that he has not misunderstood.

Cui Jue was explaining his thoughts on You Chen.

The oyster is You Chen, so what is the pearl?Why does Cui Jue think that is very important?

He opened his lips to ask, but pressed his lips together before making a sound.

Why am I so concerned about this matter?What about Cui Jue and You Chen? Does it have anything to do with me?

He cleared his throat, looked away, and said, "I don't understand what you're talking about at all, so I won't discuss this topic. I'm hungry. Is there anything to eat here?"

The corners of Cui Jue's mouth curled slightly, and he took over the topic: "Carlos said there is something to eat in the refrigerator, do you want dinner or fruit?"

An Fengqing was not polite: "Eat them all."

The furniture and appliances in the little red house are all available, and the servants even stuffed the refrigerator to the brim in advance.After Cui Jue controlled the wheelchair and busied himself behind the simple cooking table, the rich aroma soon wafted out.

Looking at You Chen's pretendingly sad back, and then thinking of Cui Jue's metaphor of "stinky oysters", An Fengqing burst out laughing.

If You Chen knew, his face would be crooked with anger, right?

In the refrigerator, there are dinners prepared by the chef in advance. There are more than a dozen Chinese and Western styles, and you can eat them as soon as they are warmed up.After An Fengqing smelled the aroma, he went to help serve the dishes.

But before An Fengqing's chopsticks were stretched out, there was a knock on the door.

There was a man standing outside the door, wearing a light blue baronial uniform, he bowed politely: "Your Highness, I didn't know you were here, so I came here to greet you."

When he raised his head, he had red hair and brown eyes, and his facial features were rather tough, which made An Fengqing inexplicably familiar.Before he could think about it, the people in different costumes outside the door were driven away by some guards.

You Chen in the crowd lost his weeping expression, raised his chin and looked towards the direction of the little red house, but because he stood still, he was pushed by the guards of Duke Mirdad's house, and almost failed to stand still.

An Fengqing couldn't care less about him, and turned around to ask Cui Jue: "Do you know this person?"

Cui Jue held the steaming spaghetti bolognese, glanced slightly, and said, "His name is Herman Mirdad, the eldest son of Duke Mirdad."

Mirda?An Fengqing thought about it, and met the gray-haired Duke Myrdal at the elite dinner.No wonder he felt familiar.

"It's also my half brother." Cui Jue said.

Um... what? ? ?

An Feng Qingwu's eyes widened.

Cui Jue pressed the remote control expressionlessly, and the walls of the Little Red House became completely transparent.

Herman, who was half bowed outside the door, raised his body, and his face full of spring breeze turned into winter ice, and asked, "Why is it you?"

"It's inconvenient for His Royal Highness to see guests, so don't shout any more." Cui Jue answered the wrong question.

"You—" Herman's voice stopped abruptly.After his eyes met An Fengqing who was holding a fork, his eyes lit up first, and his face suddenly flushed a lot, "I didn't expect to meet you here, Mr. An, hello."

This person knows him?An Fengqing was stunned.

In just one breath, Herman outside the door adjusted his expression and looked eagerly: "Let me introduce myself, my name is Herman Mirdad, and I am the sole heir to my father's dukedom. It is a pleasure to meet you. There is a chance to have a meal together and get to know each other better.”

When talking about "the sole heir", he deliberately emphasized the pronunciation of the word.

An Fengqing raised his eyebrows, and smiled suddenly: "It's a pleasure to meet you, my name is An Fengqing, and I'm the only one-half manager of Qingmo Technology."

Cui Jue's smile gradually spread from the corner of his mouth.

Herman recovered from An Fengqing's unique aura, subconsciously laughed twice, turned his head to the left, and his voice was tinged with surprise: "His Royal Highness!"

In the small red room next door, Carlos was wearing a dark robe with an uneasy expression: "If you want to watch the meteor shower, go into the room with your people and wait. Don't chatter here, disturbing people's peace."

After saying those words, the transparent wall with the width of a single person turned back into red stone bricks again.

Herman's expression froze, and he still bowed politely under the watchful eyes of An Fengqing and Cui Jue, before walking towards the little red room in the back row.

The artists invited by the Duke of Mirdad were driven back by the guards like a flock of ducks driven by the river because of His Royal Highness's light words, and stuffed into two small red rooms.

"Shut your mouth tightly, don't make His Royal Highness unhappy!" The guard chief ordered with a wink, even though the walls of the small red room can be perfectly soundproofed.

You Chen stared at Cui Jue's little red room, never moving his eyes away.As he passed by, the wall suddenly became transparent, and a fluffy little monkey's face appeared less than one meter away, which made him let out a low cry.

"Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" the guard chief turned his head.

You Chen clenched his lips, but it was because of the scene in the room.

Cui Jue is helping An Fengqing peel the shrimp.

The palm-length tiger prawns were carefully peeled off their shells, dipped in coffee-colored sauce, and placed on the plate in front of An Fengqing.Cui Jue's lips curved a little, and An Fengqing nodded as he said something with his thin lips.

You Chen's feet seemed to be filled with lead, and he stood there without moving at all.

A small pinch of flames rose up with the wind in his heart, burning his heart and mouth dry.

It should have been his.

Everything that An Fengqing has now should belong to him.

Why did An Fengqing take away what belonged to him?

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