Dress as the notorious Omega

After the dinner at Zhou's family, Jun Zhiqian found something wrong with Su Yan's location in the car on his way home.

He squeezed the space between his eyebrows and called Yuan Pingjiang.

Yuan Pingjiang didn't answer, Jun Zhiqian called the second time, the third time, and the sixth time, no one answered.

"Yuan Pingjiang?"

There was a violent gasp after running on the phone, "... Su, Su Yan is missing, we are looking for him..."

"He's still alive, I'll send you the exact location." As he spoke, Jun Zhiqian sent the map marker on his phone to Yuan Pingjiang's phone.

Yuan Pingjiang was quiet for a few seconds, and then there was an exclamation: "Damn it! How did you have such a detailed address, Jun Zhiqian? Are you monitoring him?!"

Jun Zhiqian frowned and took the phone away from his ear.

"It's not surveillance." Jun Zhiqian didn't explain too much, and continued: "Find him and the person who took him away. I'll deal with the rest."

Yuan Pingjiang suddenly understood what Jun Zhiqian meant, and was a little embarrassed: "I have already called the police, and the police intervened. Is it difficult for you to take action?"

Jun Zhiqian stared at the image on the display screen at the back of the car, and his voice became more and more serious: "You don't have to worry about this matter, help me find Su Yan."

After a long silence, he said "please" again.

Yuan Pingjiang, who was "entrusted with a heavy responsibility", stared blankly at the phone screen. This was one of the few requests made to Jun Zhiqian over the years he had known him.

The relationship between the two seems to have further development-gradually changed from ordinary friends to true friendship.

Yuan Pingjiang was very pleased, the corners of his mouth raised unconsciously, and his steps to find the location of the mobile phone became much lighter.

But when he opened the door of the utility room, the smile on his face froze, his eyes widened suddenly, and his heartbeat slowed down by the scene in front of him.

"Su Yan—"

Under the dim light, a person half-kneeled on the concrete floor in a weird posture, with his hands tied behind his back.

What was even more frightening was that the man's disheveled body was covered with bloodstains.

When Su Yan was injured, word spread across the theater in an instant. Mr. Mo immediately called his own team of doctors and sealed the news inside the theater.

Fortunately, after some examinations, Su Yan's injury was not as serious as it seemed. There was a slight concussion on the head, and many abrasions on the wrist. The injured area was cleaned and disinfected, and there were not many other injuries.

After doing a blood test for Su Yan, the doctor detected the residue of the medicine that triggered the Omega fever period from his body.

Fortunately, it was Yuan Pingjiang who discovered him. If it was Alpha, the consequences would be disastrous.

Yuan Pingjiang, who was sitting by the hospital bed, stared blankly at Su Yan's peaceful sleeping face, imagined what would happen if Jun Zhiqian didn't position Su Yan, and he couldn't help shivering.

"I found someone, and I'm still not awake yet. I'm taking care of him, don't worry." Yuan Pingjiang sent a message to Jun Zhiqian, but after a long while he didn't get a response, he put away his phone and concentrated on serving Su Yan.

A staff member was injured before the musical started, and Mr. Mo was very angry. That night, he used his power in Stanford to help the police thoroughly investigate the matter.

The theater was closed in advance, and no one could enter or exit.

Yuan Pingjiang was afraid that Su Yan would wake up at night, so he decided to stay vigil.

After ten o'clock, everyone went back to their rooms. The theater hospital was extremely quiet, only dim lights were on in the corridor, and the atmosphere was very deserted.

Yuan Pingjiang was so sleepy that he was playing games and kept nodding. When a figure was reflected on the frosted glass of the ward, he was so scared that he almost threw his phone out.

"Aqian?" Yuan Pingjiang blinked hard, got up and asked.

The figure outside the door moved, raised his hand and opened the door.

Jun Zhiqian's face was hidden in the darkness. He was covered in dust and dust, and it seemed that he rushed to the theater without taking a break after getting off the plane.

He walked in the door and pulled it back with his back, his breath was white with cold air.

Afraid that the air-conditioning on his body would affect Su Yan, Jun Zhiqian did not approach, but stopped a few meters away from the hospital bed, watching Su Yan quietly.

"He fell asleep, and the doctor put a bottle on him. He was just withdrawn an hour ago. It is estimated that... he will wake up in a while."

Did not hear Jun Zhiqian's response, Yuan Pingjiang raised his head, startled.

Jun Zhiqian's eyes wandered over Su Yan's slightly bruised right cheek, and fell on the white bandage on his forehead, his eyes were full of complicated love.

Yuan Pingjiang doesn't believe that Jun Zhiqian has no feelings for Su Yan at all—he has known Jun Zhiqian for so many years, and he has long been familiar with Jun Zhiqian's temperament, which can make him look at him with such tender eyes. Only Su Yan was alone.

Seeing Jun Zhiqian's appearance of wanting to get closer and worrying too much, Yuan Pingjiang sighed, walked around behind Jun Zhiqian, and pushed him to the seat he had just sat on.

"The timid look is not like you. When did you become so useless?" Yuan Pingjiang complained to Jun Zhiqian with a smile, and then picked up his coat, "I'll go back to sleep for a while, and you can accompany him."

With Jun Zhiqian here, Yuan Pingjiang feels relieved. He has no eyesight and knows that he can't be a light bulb here, so he might as well go back for a while and take a rest.

The door of the ward was closed again, the sound of Yuan Pingjiang's footsteps gradually disappeared, and the surroundings fell into silence again.

Jun Zhiqian withdrew his gaze and landed on Su Yan's face again.

This is his Omega, the person he has been thinking about for a long time, but he was bullied like this.

An inexplicable sense of frustration came to my heart, and it paled all the praises and awards Jun Zhiqian had heard during this time.

He pursed his lips, and stretched out his hand to hold Su Yan's finger, but saw the remaining needle left on it, and the tip of his heart seemed to be sharpened by a blunt knife - the painful breathing was trembling.

When his Omega was tied to the steel pipe, did it also hurt so much?

Jun Zhiqian doesn't know how he feels about Su Yan, but at this moment he can feel Su Yan's helplessness.

Even in a deep sleep, Su Yan's brows were furrowed.

There seemed to be something terrible in the dream, which made him restless even in sleep.

"sorry."

Jun Zhiqian brushed Su Yan's brow with his fingers, and gently rubbed it away for him. He didn't dare to use too much force, lest Su Yan, who was frightened like a small animal, would wake up.

This action lasted for about half an hour before Su Yan fell asleep again under Jun Zhiqian's care. "Buzz—"

Jun Zhiqian's cell phone vibrated a few times, he withdrew his arm and took out his cell phone, it was a photo sent by Secretary Han.

Click on the photos, one of which is the exterior of a media company, and the camera is aimed at a woman who is talking to her boss.

The other one is the scene where the security captain chats with Su Qing in the theater.

[Boss, this is a premeditated injury case. Before kidnapping Mr. Su, they have changed the surveillance footage without authorization. The police can't find any clues, but they don't know that Mr. Mo installed other cameras. If necessary, we The real surveillance footage can be handed over to the police. 】

What Secretary Han meant was that the police had full authority to deal with it.

But Jun Zhiqian refused.

[One more thing, boss. 】

Jun Zhiqian focused his gaze, and a message from Secretary Han popped up.

[We found out here that the Su Qing team asked the major media in December last year if they had any black material about Mr. Su, and they wanted to buy it at a high price, but they were stopped by our people. Last night, they They did the same thing again, but according to the editor-in-chief of "Haicheng Entertainment News", this time was different from last time in that they had the evidence they could get out. 】

Then came two screenshots of the marketing account.

It is euphemistically called "Reuters", but every one has Su Yan and Su Qing.

The copywriting was surprisingly consistent, all saying that Su Yan made things difficult for Su Qing at the scene of the musical, couldn't help but swear at each other, and encouraged others to isolate him.

[This is only a part, there are more excessive ones. 】

Jun Zhiqian gritted his molars, and clicked on the screenshot that Secretary Han sent next.

The screenshot is a photo suspected to be posted by Su Qing's trumpet on the social platform - the back of the person's hand was cut open, and the people in the comment area all connoted that Su Yan hurt Su Qing, but Su Qing was kind and kind. Do not cause any major disputes, only carefully complain on the trumpet.

What's even more exaggerated is Su Qing's accompanying text on the photo.

He said, "It's all my fault for not being careful, it's not his fault."

When Jun Zhiqian read this passage, a sneering smile appeared on his stern expression.

Secretary Han didn't send anything, Jun Zhiqian got up and walked to the corridor, and made a direct call.

"Old, boss?" Secretary Han asked fearfully.

"One million, is it enough?"

Secretary Han was a little confused. He parked the car on the side of the road and thought for a while, "Is the boss asking to intercept black material, or..."

"Handle this matter well." Jun Zhiqian interrupted Secretary Han's question, and repeated his own words with an emphatic tone, "50, is it enough?"

"Enough, it must be enough... This matter has not yet heated up, if there is still time to save it now."

"Okay, you do three things."

Secretary Han cheered up and took out the tablet, "Boss, tell me."

Jun Zhiqian stared at the shadowy branches outside the theater window, his eyes were deeper than the night.

"First, spend double the money to intercept the news. Second, find an excuse to hack Su Qing's account. Third, tell Amy that if you touch my person again, next time it will not only be as simple as hacking."

After hearing this, Secretary Han was a little puzzled: "Boss... don't you think this kind of punishment is a little... light?"

He thought that no matter what, Jun Zhiqian would have to hammer Su Qing to the ground this time, so that he would never be able to seize the opportunity to black Su Yan again.

Jun Zhiqian was indeed very angry with Su Qing and his team's actions, but now the Zhou family's trust in him is still doubtful, and he can't ruin all his previous efforts because of a momentary impulse.

In the conflict between emotion and reason, reason finally prevailed.

At this moment, I can only temporarily wrong my feelings and Su Yan's career.

Jun Zhiqian didn't answer Secretary Han's words, and hung up the phone after saying a few words.

Turning back to the ward, seeing Su Yan on the bed with a pale face and sweat oozing from his forehead, Jun Zhiqian's heart felt like a huge stone had been crushed.

The sky gradually brightened, and Jun Zhiqian, with his head down, looked up at Omega who was still sleeping, with complicated emotions in his eyes.

He finally mustered up the courage, and reached out to touch Su Yan's right cheek, which was covered with ointment. The green licorice scent stained his fingers.

The fragrance lingered on his fingertips, dim and unclear, just like his unspeakable feelings for Su Yan.

"sorry."

Jun Zhiqian leaned over to Su Yan's ear and apologized again. He finally understood what it was like for the lively Su Yan to keep chattering to him without getting a response.

Perhaps, just like he is now, his heart is empty, as if filled with air-conditioning.

After saying goodbye, Jun Zhiqian walked towards the door with his mobile phone.

When he opened the door, he met Yuan Pingjiang.

"You want to go?" Yuan Pingjiang looked surprised, "Will you wait for him to wake up?"

Jun Zhiqian shook his head, his words were not humane: "There is still work to be done."

Yuan Pingjiang pouted, "Okay, I'll tell him you've been here when he wakes up."

"No need." Jun Zhiqian rejected Yuan Pingjiang's kindness, with a helpless smile on his lips, "Maybe he doesn't want to see me, let's forget it."

The two exchanged some pleasantries, and Yuan Pingjiang sent Jun Zhiqian into the car through the back door of the theater.

Back in the ward, Su Yan had already woken up. A group of doctors surrounded the bed. Su Yan endured the pain and straightened his back, looking around, as if he was looking for someone.

Yuan Pingjiang shrugged. He didn't know what the hell the couple was doing. They obviously kept each other in their hearts, but no one said it. They could only suspect again and again, and then missed it.

Is this probably love?Yuan Pingjiang doesn't understand.

[The author has something to say: Mr. Jun is a bit handsome, but in the general environment, he can only bear it a little bit, and I have wronged Su Yan

The recent comments are bleak orz children are too difficult

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