Involuntary Symbiosis Chapter 3

He Met Him

The Life Assistant was a male omega named Du Jia. He prepared the suit the CEO needed. As the Chief Secretary, Wang Ling was also fitted by Du Jia in a perfectly tailored suit. Du Jia teased him, “Oh, that’s really nice, Brother Wang. Taking you out really makes a statement.”

Du Jia had a pleasant appearance, very fair skin, and large eyes, but he spoke with a strong, rough accent.

“Stop teasing me,” Wang Ling smiled helplessly. “Hahaha, don’t be shy. I’m just complimenting a handsome guy.” Du Jia chuckled, knowing that Secretary Wang was a stiff who couldn’t handle teasing, so he didn’t say anything more.

Wang Ling followed Nan Ningyue and Xu Tongxiao to the venue. Some partners and companies approached them to talk. Xu Tongxiao was better at handling these situations than Nan Ningyue. Nan Ningyue stood beside Xu Tongxiao, listening. Xu Tongxiao, dressed in an exquisite suit, smiled faintly as he clinked glasses with a partner. Facing the partner’s greetings, he smiled and nodded in return, taking a small sip of wine.

After the person left, Xu Tongxiao leaned in and whispered, “Don’t drink too much. You need to take care of your stomach.” Nan Ningyue smiled and said, “My stomach is perfectly fine, but you’re right. I’m getting older, so I should start taking care of myself.”

“I’m just worried about your health,” Xu Tongxiao said. “But no matter what, you are always so charming.”

“Still good at saying sweet things,” Nan Ningyue teased him.

At that moment, a tall figure slowly approached them. A high-end custom black suit made the approaching man’s physique look even more perfect. As the man drew closer, Xu Tongxiao smelled the strong scent of absinthe. However, he realized he didn’t feel the suppressed tremor he used to feel; he just felt purely uncomfortable. Maintaining his composure, he offered a polite smile to the newcomer and said, “Mr. Fu Yaren, hello.”

Fu Yaren was a few years older than Xu Tongxiao and possessed the mature, steady demeanor of an older man. He glanced at Xu Tongxiao with interest, then looked at Nan Ningyue beside him, fixing his gaze on Nan Ningyue as he asked, “And who is this?”

“The CEO of Xu Group,” Xu Tongxiao introduced Nan Ningyue, a hint of wariness hidden in his eyes. “My lover.”

“Oh, I see,” Fu Yaren smiled, then extended his hand to shake Nan Ningyue’s. Nan Ningyue glanced at his hand and noticed he was wearing black velvet gloves. Fu Yaren noticed Nan Ningyue’s gaze, removed the gloves, and said, “My mistake.”

Out of politeness, Nan Ningyue shook Fu Yaren’s hand. Nan Ningyue did not smell Fu Yaren’s Pheromones. Conversely, Fu Yaren smelled Nan Ningyue’s Pheromones. His eyes paused for a moment, then he smiled and said, “A pleasure to meet you. May I ask, are you an omega?”

“Alpha, thank you,” Nan Ningyue replied politely, his peripheral vision checking on Wang Ling, who was constantly monitoring the situation from the corner. Wang Ling’s expression remained unchanged. Fu Yaren noticed Nan Ningyue’s gaze, then turned and saw Wang Ling. Wang Ling met Fu Yaren’s scrutiny with his usual composure, looking directly into Fu Yaren’s eyes. Fu Yaren raised an eyebrow, turned back to Nan Ningyue, and asked, “Who is that?”

“My secretary, Wang Ling,” Nan Ningyue said. “May I ask why Mr. Fu has graced this conference with his presence?” Fu Yaren changed the subject, saying, “I was invited to attend. I am a Z Nation citizen, and I happened to be back to take a look at Z Nation.”

“I didn’t realize Mr. Fu was quite so patriotic,” Nan Ningyue toasted Fu Yaren. Xu Tongxiao felt uncomfortable smelling Fu Yaren’s Pheromones. Xu Tongxiao was shielded behind him. Fu Yaren nodded, smiled, and returned Nan Ningyue’s toast.

Wang Ling did not hear their conversation. He looked at the man who had treated him roughly the day before yesterday. He maintained his calm exterior, but he felt the gland on the back of his neck beginning to throb slightly. To prevent his Pheromones from spreading, he sent a message to Xu Tongxiao and went to the restroom to change his scent patch.

He walked into a restroom stall. As he expected, when he removed the scent patch, the rich scent of green orange mixed with a faint hint of absinthe quickly spread out. He thickened the scent patch, ensuring nothing leaked out before leaving the stall. As he washed his hands, a familiar figure appeared next to him in the mirror.

Wang Ling didn’t speak. The water from the faucet made a rushing sound. He pulled a paper towel from the dispenser beside him to dry his hands. The other person was not annoyed by Wang Ling’s dismissive attitude. He simply looked at the thick scent patch on the back of Wang Ling’s neck, chuckled softly, and said, “We meet again.”

Wang Ling forced a smile and said, “Yes.” Wang Ling glanced at him briefly, adjusting his tie in the mirror. He could only smell Fu Yaren’s absinthe Pheromones when very close, but while his face remained calm, the gland beneath the thick scent patch was already clamoring to get closer to the newcomer. His hands unconsciously fumbled, and his tie became slightly crooked.

At that moment, long fingers reached out toward him, slowly helping him straighten his tie. Having seen the wary expressions of Nan Ningyue and Xu Tongxiao, he knew this was not someone he should provoke. He did not refuse Fu Yaren’s action. Fu Yaren focused on Wang Ling’s dark blue tie, his movements gentle and careful. After tidying it, Fu Yaren looked at Wang Ling with satisfaction. He gently placed a private business card into the pocket square of Wang Ling’s suit jacket and said, “If you need me, you can call me anytime.”

“I don’t need it now, thank you, sir,” Wang Ling replied politely and distantly. He nodded and left.

After returning, Wang Ling took the business card out of the pocket square. The card was predominantly black, with Fu Yaren’s private number and name written in gold lettering. He looked at the name on it, then threw it away.

“What was that?” Du Jia watched him toss the card into the trash can.

“Just some junk mail,” Wang Ling said.

Du Jia wondered if small advertisements were designed so elaborately nowadays, but he didn’t think much more about it.