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With Ting Yun's current situation, Song Youfang didn't even dare to hang up the phone. He knew that even the sound of his own breathing was a great comfort to Ting Yun.

He looked left and right, and his eyes finally fell on the notebook in the assistant's arms. He made a look at the notebook, and the assistant handed it to him knowingly.

While writing the arrangement in his notebook, he asked his assistant to inform his aunt to prepare the meals, and then leave as soon as possible, so as not to disturb Ting Yun, while paying attention to Ting Yun's movements on the phone.

Ting Yun's groans sounded like pain or torture. At this critical moment, it would be useless to call a doctor. Song Youfang knew that he was the best medicine for Ting Yun.

The changed voice on the phone touched Song Youfang's heart. Through the phone, he could clearly hear Ting Yun calling his name.

Ting Yun used to call him Mr. Song in the past, even after he got married, he just omitted his surname, behaved well, and couldn't make any mistakes.

Some time ago, Ting Yun changed his name again, Song Youfang, with a little intimacy in the distance, and a little coquettishness in the intimacy.

Now, the phrase "Song Youfang" is coated with a layer of ambiguity and stickiness, and every sound makes Song Youfang's heart rise to his throat.

The car "squeaked" and stopped in the garage. Song Youfang's hand holding the car door trembled, and he couldn't use his fingertips.

Assistant Chen confirmed it one last time before Song Youfang got off the car, "Boss, Mr. Song, did you really not inform me in advance?"

Mentioning his father made Song Youfang calm down for a few seconds. He stared blankly at Assistant Chen, and finally pushed open the car door and stepped firmly on the ground, "Everything is postponed. Father, I will explain the situation myself. .”

The city looked like it was winter, and every breath he exhaled was covered with white mist. Song Youfang couldn't help shivering as the damp and cold air was inhaled into Song Youfang's nostrils.

When I opened the door, a warm current rushed towards me. The living room on the first floor was quiet, and my aunt could not be seen. I must have received a call from Assistant Chen and had already arranged everything and left.

The sense of smell seemed to be frozen by the cold air. It wasn't until Song Youfang closed the door behind him, and with the heat lingering around him, he gradually caught the thin scent of lemon.

Tingyun's pheromone traveled such a long distance through mountains and rivers, and finally found the person to be attached to with all his strength.

The heat rose from Song Youfang's abdomen all the way to his neck. He stretched out his hand and pulled the neckline, and he was relieved. The breath he exhaled was hot, and the breath passed through his nasal cavity, steaming his seven orifices and even his head dizzy.

He threw the coat he took off on the sofa, and was about to go upstairs when there was a knock on the door from behind, and a burst of irritability came to his heart, as an alpha's sense of territoriality played a vital role at this moment, Anyone who steps through this door will give him a sense of crisis.

There was a voice in my head that kept shouting, don't open the door, don't worry about other things, but the door was knocked again, it seemed more urgent than last time.

Song Youfang tightened his fists, took a deep breath, and opened the door after he calmed down a little.

Before opening the door, he thought that his aunt had dropped something, but the moment the door opened, it was Assistant Chen standing in front of him.

"Boss." Also as an alpha, Assistant Chen understands how reluctant Song Youfang is to see him now. With good professionalism, he resists the aggressive pheromones, without changing his face, and hands the phone in his hand to him. Song Youfang, "Mr. Song's phone number."

Song Youfang's mind went blank immediately, and he couldn't help but look at Assistant Chen's expression. He knew that his father knew his whereabouts like the back of his hand, and that his father had placed someone beside him, but he never thought it would be so soon.

The time on the mobile phone was passing by every minute and every second. Assistant Chen held the mobile phone in both hands and urged him again, "Boss?"

Song Youfang snatched the phone, his eyes fixed on Assistant Chen's face, the veins in his hand holding the phone bulged, and his Adam's apple slid up and down, resisting his anger, he respectfully called out to the phone, "Father!" ".

"At this time, you should be on the plane to country W, and ask Assistant Chen to book you the fastest flight for a meeting."

It's no use for Song Youfang to explain more, but he still wants to fight for it, "Ting Yun, he..."

"You let me down." My father was calm, but he didn't allow Song Youfang to intervene, "You know that this project is very important to the Song family, and you only have one omega when you open your mouth."

Father called Ting Yun "an omega", which is not only alienated, but also derogatory. An inconspicuous omega, whether it is for the Song family or for the entire social status, father will not take omega seriously , is like a pet that is raised, it will be carefully cared for when it needs to be obtained, and once it loses its value, it will be discarded without nostalgia.

"Father, no matter how I choose Ting Yun, he is now my spouse. I should accompany him during his estrus, no matter in terms of law or responsibility."

My father snorted coldly, and his mouth was full of cynicism, "Considering your omega's estrus period and your omega's feelings, you come to talk to me about your responsibilities at this time. There is a way to delay the estrus period, but you postpone this meeting, and there are countless changes in it. , Ting Yun is your responsibility, but now the Song family is not? I gave you time to think about it so that you can think it through yourself. Is this the result you gave me? "

Song Youfang has always had no objection to his father's decision, but this time, he really felt his father's ruthlessness.

"I just...wanted the best of both worlds..."

"I told you a long time ago that Ting Yun is not as important as you think. You look like a dog led by pheromones. You didn't choose Ting Yun, but pheromones!" Father Sighing, "The solution to get the best of both worlds is already in front of you. Your omega matter can be solved with an injection, and your business trip can't be delayed for a moment."

Song Youfang's mind was in a mess, as if an invisible hand was stirring the world upside down. He couldn't find words to refute his father's point of view. The Song family was his responsibility, as was Ting Yun's. Which of the two was more important? Got to compete now?

The time of estrus can indeed be delayed, and the business world is changing rapidly. Once it is delayed, there may be more complications. After a comparison, what my father said seems to make sense.

But... but what?Song Youfang couldn't answer.

My father couldn't help Song Youfang's hesitation, and even moved Ting Yun out, "If you hesitate for a second, it will be a torment for Ting Yun, now! Immediately! Go to the airport! Leave the rest to Assistant Chen."

The moment he hung up the phone, Song Youfang looked towards the second floor for a long time. He never thought that the road would be so difficult. He couldn't get to Ting Yun at all, and he couldn't answer Ting Yun's original question. I don't expect him to be in heat.

Assistant Chen confirmed the time of the fastest flight, "Boss, Mr. Ting, I will explain to you first."

Song Youfang told Ting Yun to go home immediately, and told Ting Yun not to be afraid, but Ting Yun waited and waited, waited and waited, he couldn't wait for the moment when the door opened.

Until Ting Yun's eyes were completely blank, the door was pushed open from the outside, and the strange smell of pheromones gradually seeped into the room, and the joy in his heart disappeared.

A vague figure approached him, he could smell the pheromone of alpha, it was not Song Youfang, resistance was his instinct, he curled up his body, wanting to wait until his alpha appeared.

A man's voice sounded next to his ear, "Mr. Ting, the boss is still on business, please bear with me, the doctor is already on his way."

doctor?

Why?Ting Yun turned his head and carefully identified the appearance of the person beside the bed, Assistant Chen?

What about Song Youfang?Didn't Song Youfang tell him he would be there soon? Why didn't Song Youfang show up?

Ting Yun wanted to ask a question, but a small moan overflowed from his lips, his shame and permanent marks did not allow him to lose his composure in front of other alphas, he bit his lower lip, and put his hands on his chest , The nails gradually sank into his arms, and the pain made him wake up a little.

The pheromones in the room were rampant. The usually reserved and gentle omega was also a trapped beast that rushed out of the cage during the estrus period. They screamed and roared, waiting for the conclusion of alpha.

Assistant Chen didn't stay in the room too long, and quickly withdrew, leaving only the pheromones that invaded rashly and Ting Yun who was on the verge of collapse.

After an unknown amount of time, the door was pushed open again, and the doctor came in with a medicine box. The doctor was a beta, and even though he was not affected by the pheromone, he was still taken aback by Ting Yun's appearance.

The omega on the bed had bloodshot eyes, out-of-focus pupils were stained with water vapor, sweat was streaming from his forehead, hair was messy and lying across his forehead, his lips were wide open and he was panting heavily, there was a row of obvious teeth marks under his lips, and scratches on his arms Seeing the blood, the two legs trembled, and the soaked pajamas clung to her body.

Marks are sacred and holy, and their loyalty and attachment to alpha seems romantic, but it's just embarrassment in a romantic cloak.

"Mr. Ting." The doctor's voice was hoarse, "I'll give you a sedative first."

Tortured to the point of exhaustion by lust, Ting Yun was powerless to resist, and lay limp on the bed, allowing the doctor to insert the needles.

The cold needle was inserted into the arm, and the medicine was injected into the body with the push of the syringe. The biting cold and severe pain reminded Ting Yun of the days when he took the delay medicine.

The nurse clearly told him that with his own alpha, he would not have to suffer this pain, but why did he still suffer so much?

Ting Yun had already entered a deep estrus, the dose of the tranquilizer was high, and the effect of the medicine was slow. When he woke up, he was already lying in the hospital.

The well-decorated single ward still had a strong smell of disinfectant. Ting Yun's limbs didn't look like his own. He had an infusion in his hands, and he struggled to move. The only thing he could move was his neck.

He turned his neck and looked out of the window. The moonlight tonight is beautiful, the moon is light yellow, with a hint of coolness.

At this moment, the nurse gently pushed open the door of the ward, still holding the medicine that needed to be added, "Are you awake?"

Ting Yun opened his mouth, but made no sound.

The nurse continued: "Wait a minute, I'll call Assistant Chen for you."

It wasn't Song Youfang, it was Assistant Chen, so all of this was true. Song Youfang hadn't come back. Assistant Chen, the doctor, the needles that went into his body, and the drip that hung on his head, all of this was true.

"Mr. Ting." Assistant Chen was still serious, "You're awake, is there something uncomfortable?"

Ting Yun couldn't answer, every inch of his bones were struggling to resist the pain after that, which he couldn't describe in words, he asked the question he wanted to ask the most, "Where is Song Youfang?"

Assistant Chen looked at the time, "At this time, if there is no accident, the boss should be in a meeting."

"The meeting..." Ting Yun froze when he heard the words, his throat twitched, making it impossible for him to express clearly.

Assistant Chen replied: "After the boss finishes his work, he will come back as soon as possible. Mr. Ting, if you need anything, you can tell me first."

Ting Yun closed his eyes and forcefully forced back his tears. Seeing this, Assistant Chen said, "Then you should have a good rest first."

The moment the ward door was closed, Ting Yun's tearful eyes also slipped from the corners of his eyes.

He had known for a long time that Song Youfang would be on a business trip, and it was expected that Song Youfang would have a meeting at this time.

It's just...it's just that Song Youfang vowed to be home soon, it's just that Song Youfang told him not to be afraid, it's just that his estrus, the long-awaited estrus, isn't worthy of Song Youfang's preference?

The author says:

Fire up guys!