TVMCC Chapter 58

Jiang Qiu looked at Qin Zhici coldly.

He was anxious to see Yun Yi and wanted to leave, but was stopped.

“Move aside!”

Qin Zhici chuckled, “Father introduced you to an omega. Wouldn’t it be a waste of his good intentions if you leave?”

Jiang Qiu understood everything that happened in the front hall.

Without Qin Tinglei’s permission, how could those omegas have approached him, refusing to leave even when he wore a cold face?

If it were the young master, he would definitely not suffer such grievance.

If the young master were here…

What would he say?

Jiang Qiu pondered Yun Yi’s manner and, imitating the young master’s expression, narrowed his phoenix eyes slightly and mocked in a light tone, “Big brother needs them more than I do. That omega in the red dress is very wild and will surely satisfy big brother’s penchant for leaving hickeys all over his neck.”

Qin Zhici’s smiling face instantly darkened. He Yuetang, who was behind him, appeared at some point and shot Jiang Qiu a warning look upon hearing these words.

Jiang Qiu pretended not to see it and tried to walk past Qin Zhici.

This time, Qin Zhici didn’t stop him, but his body was tense.

After turning his head and seeing He Yuetang, he punched He Yuetang, but it was dodged.

He Yuetang took two steps back, standing humbly to the side, respectful like a good subordinate, “President Qin, getting angry is bad for your health.”

“Heh!”

When he was hitting *him*, he didn’t say it would hurt *him*?

This was the Qin family, and even if Qin Zhici was angry, he wouldn’t repeatedly hit someone in front of others.

Even though He Yuetang still had the injuries he had inflicted earlier on his face.

Qin Zhici walked ahead, and He Yuetang followed behind. During this time, He Yuetang had been repeatedly dismissed by him, but would appear by his side on time the next day, stubbornly persistent.

After several times, Qin Zhici became too lazy to care.

He was the heir of the Qin family, the president of Qin Corporation. With his status, even if He Yuetang wanted to overstep, it would only be in bed.

Once he settled his engagement, He Yuetang would have to get lost even if he didn’t want to.

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Before turning on airplane mode, Jiang Qiu called Yun Yi again, but the call was immediately hung up.

It seemed he was playing with his phone.

Anyway, he was determined not to pay attention to him.

Jiang Qiu lightly curved his lips and closed his phone after glancing at the time.

In just one hour, he could breathe the same air as the young master under the same sky.

In less than an hour and a half, he could smell the milk candy fragrance face-to-face.

Jiang Qiu thought, if he could hug the young master the first time he saw him, that would be great.

Saying his longing was too shallow; he wanted to express it with actions.

Yun Yi paid attention to the news in the alliance area every day. He was sure that Jiang Qiu had returned to the Qin family, but he didn’t know why the news hadn’t been made public.

Could his memory be wrong? Qin Tinglei didn’t announce recognizing this S-rank illegitimate son this time?

Yun Yi curled up on the single sofa, his brow slightly furrowed.

Could it be that Jiang Qiu’s bargaining chips were too few?

Then… would adding the Yun family be enough? Enough for Qin Tinglei to recognize Jiang Qiu?

While Yun Yi was thinking, his phone vibrated. His arm trembled, and he hung up expressionlessly when he saw the caller ID.

A clingy dog.

Calling three or four times a day.

Yun Yi didn’t need to guess what Jiang Qiu wanted to say; it was nothing more than what he was doing, whether he had eaten, and whether he had slept.

More like his dad than Yun Chongshan was.

After the phone was hung up, it didn’t call again.

At this time, the eight scoops of ice cream were taking effect on Yun Yi.

When Jiang Qiu arrived, Old Master Yun wasn’t home. He learned from the servants that the young master was in his room upstairs. He strode upward, almost taking two or three steps at a time.

Only now did Jiang Qiu realize how strong his longing was.

The excitement made his heart beat faster, and the corners of his lips uncontrollably lifted, his dark eyes filled with tenderness.

In a few seconds, he would be able to see his young master.

Jiang Qiu stood at the door and knocked, but there was no response inside.

He couldn’t wait and directly pushed the door open.

He almost immediately noticed the omega curled up on the sofa.

His feet were on the edge of the sofa, his toes were flexed, and his ankles formed an alluring curve. His arms were exposed, and he was hugging a large pillow, which covered his face and half of his body.

“Young Master.”

His voice was agitated and a little hoarse, like Yun Yi’s lifeline in the silent room.

Yun Yi thought he was hallucinating when he heard Jiang Qiu’s voice. He blinked his wet eyelashes and tilted his head from behind the pillow to look at the alpha approaching him.

Jiang Qiu’s expression changed almost the second he saw Yun Yi.

The omega’s face was pale, cold sweat covered his forehead, and his eyes were misty with tears.

The pillow was thrown aside, and Yun Yi reached out his arms toward Jiang Qiu, tears falling instantly.

“Jiang Qiu… it hurts…”

He was most afraid of pain. Grandma wasn’t here, his little uncle wasn’t here, no one was home, and he didn’t know the local doctor’s phone number.

He didn’t want anyone to see him in pain either.

He would just have to endure it.

Just like the time in the hospital, no one would save him, and no one would pay attention to him.

When he was sick, he would take medicine and endure it. It would always get better if he just endured it.

But the moment Jiang Qiu appeared, Yun Yi knew that his grievances and pain could be responded to, so he didn’t need a pillow anymore; he needed Jiang Qiu.

The smile on Jiang Qiu’s face disappeared, and he frowned, hugging the omega in his arms. “Where does it hurt?” he asked as he carried him out.

Yun Yi buried his head in Jiang Qiu’s neck, sobbing, “My stomach hurts…”

“Waa… Jiang Qiu, I’m going to die.”

Tears soaked through Jiang Qiu’s shirt.

“No, you won’t.” Jiang Qiu couldn’t bear to hear the word “die.” When he reached the staircase, he shouted for the doctor, and he instantly thought of the hour Yun Yi had spent at the ice cream shop.

The doctor rushed over and his expression changed drastically when he saw Yun Yi’s condition.

Jiang Qiu sat on the sofa, placing Yun Yi on his lap and lifting the hem of Yun Yi’s short sleeve with his large hand, close to his stomach.

The diagnosis was exactly what Jiang Qiu had guessed.

Yun Yi had never eaten anything cold in the year he had been by his side. This was really something.

With an IV drip on the back of his hand, Jiang Qiu held Yun Yi with one hand and fed him warm water with the other.

Yun Yi lowered his eyelids, his face still tear-streaked, and his whole body was listless. He sipped in small mouthfuls, incredibly well-behaved.

He refused to drink after half a cup. Hearing the doctor sigh, Yun Yi felt a rare twinge of guilt.

Because he felt guilty, he didn’t want to see anyone, so he buried his head in Jiang Qiu’s arms again.

It was as if he was saying, “If I can’t see you, you can’t see me.”

Jiang Qiu understood Yun Yi and gave the family doctor a look.

The doctor glanced at Yun Yi in his arms, told Yun Yi to drink more warm water, and left the room.

Only when they were alone did Jiang Qiu speak. He put a hand on Yun Yi’s stomach and asked, “Does it still hurt?”

Yun Yi slowly nodded, his fluffy head rubbing against Jiang Qiu’s chin.

Jiang Qiu had no choice. If there was a way to transfer the pain, he wanted to permanently place it on himself and Yun Yi.

It was best when the young master was arrogant and without pain.

When he took his hand away to find a hot water bottle for Yun Yi, the omega pressed the back of his hand again.

Those big eyes looked up at Jiang Qiu’s tense face, and he said slowly, “It still hurts.”