The Spoiled Little Beauty is Always Abusing the Protagonist [Quick Transmigration] 42

Chapter 42: What’s Wrong with a Spoiled Beta 4

At the same time, in the bustling hall, people came and went, glasses clinking.

All the guests had fake, polite smiles on their faces, fawning over the old master Chu, the protagonist of this birthday banquet. The old master Chu was not in good health. After retiring seven years ago, he had been living in a nursing home and rarely came out to see people.

The signal the Chu family sent out was that the old master was sick and tired, and had no intention of managing the company anymore. But who didn’t know the truth? He had been pulled down by his own son, Chu Chuanbai. The old master had been a powerful figure for most of his life, but in the end, he could only live in a nursing home. Was he really willing?

In any case, it was always right to bet on both sides. The crowd raised their glasses to toast the old master, saying insincere good words. The old master responded with a smile. How could he not hear the flattery of these people? But he didn’t care.

The old master’s sharp eyes roamed the venue, as if looking for something.

A little while later, his expression relaxed, and he raised his hand and waved in a certain direction. “You child, why don’t you come over?”

“…”

The crowd looked over and saw the Chu family’s mediocre second young master standing at the corner of the corridor. He had a rebellious face, but his expression was faint, as if he didn’t care about anything.

“Father.”

Chu Chuanting called out, still standing there without moving.

The old master took the initiative to walk over to him and made small talk. “How have you been at school recently?”

“Pretty good.”

“You just ran into your big brother, didn’t you?”

“Mm.”

…

So cold.

The crowd thought.

What was strange was that the old master didn’t seem to mind at all, his expression still cheerful, just like the most ordinary father in the world, chatting about family matters.

And Chu Chuanting’s responses were either “mm,” or “oh,” or answers that sounded very insincere and emotionless. After a round of you asking and me answering, the old master’s expression finally changed a little, and he sighed, “You child, why are you so cold?”

“I’m naturally cold,” Chu Chuanting said faintly.

The old master: “…”

“Is big brother in a relationship?” Just as the old master was feeling a little dissatisfied, Chu Chuanting changed the subject. “With the Shu family?”

The old master paused. “I’m not too clear about that. Did you see something? That child from the Shu family has moved in recently. I don’t know what Chuanbai is thinking.”

Chu Chuanting: “What’s his name?”

“Shu He.”

The old master said, “This child is a Beta.”

Chu Chuanting: “Similar to me.”

?

What’s similar to you?

The old master frowned and looked at Chu Chuanting. Chu Chuanting said slowly, “Although I’m an Alpha, my pheromones are just for show, and my susceptibility period reaction is not strong. Isn’t that similar to a Beta?”

The old master: “…”

“My big brother, I heard he has to rely on wearing an electric shock bracelet to suppress his susceptibility period. If a little Beta saw that, he would be so scared he would break up with him, right?”

The old master: “…”

You.

What are you saying these things for?

“…Don’t belittle yourself either.” The old master turned the topic back and stated his real purpose. “You’re an Alpha. There’s still a fundamental difference between you and a Beta.”

“Besides, you only accidentally damaged your mental power by taking the wrong medicine back then. Even so, I’ve always had a lot of confidence in you. So… you’re graduating in a few months, right? If you haven’t decided what to do, go and help your big brother with his affairs. Consider it as training.”

Chu Chuanting looked at him strangely.

The old master said, “Or are you still minding what happened back then? Although your mother’s death was strange, and some people said it was your big brother’s doing, there’s no evidence. You two brothers should be united.”

He said it leisurely, but found that Chu Chuanting’s expression was very flat, like an outsider, who saw through the meaning of his every word from a god’s perspective.

This made the old master, who had lived for sixty years and was his father, a little annoyed. The old master frowned. Chu Chuanting said slowly, “I’ll consider it.”

“…”

The old master thought of his purpose, frowned, and finally suppressed the emotions in his heart, pretending to be kind and letting Chu Chuanting do as he pleased. He himself returned to the bustling hall to listen to the flattery, which was insincere but really nice to hear.

At this moment, in the room upstairs.

A vigorous pheromone had unknowingly swept through the entire room. It was a strong smell of fire wine, as if it were wrapped in a wildfire.

Shu He was still drunk, sitting upright and obediently on the edge of the bed, not understanding Chu Chuanbai’s words. He blinked his moist almond eyes, only managing to let out a slurred “my head hurts.”

His cheeks were flushed with drunkenness, like a sunset cloud. Chu Chuanbai watched his misty eyes, and after a moment, lowered his head, squeezed his fingers into Shu He’s soft finger gaps, and intertwined their fingers.

As if that wasn’t enough, he paused again, and the thumb of his hand, which had held a gun for many years, rubbed against Shu He’s pink fingertips.

His movements were very slow.

Compared to a simple touch, it was more like a clinging, intimate act. He rubbed the boy’s already pink fingertips until they were red, and his large, hot palm then clasped his slender wrist, his five fingers tightening, skin against skin.

Shu He lowered his head in a daze and said instinctively, “So hot.”

“Mm.” Chu Chuanbai nodded gently and said, “I’m sick. Can you help me treat it?”

Shu He didn’t understand, his eyes wide and dazed as he looked at him.

Chu Chuanbai took it as his agreement.

He revealed a smile, his breathing grew a little heavier, and his light-colored eyes seemed to be dyed with some other color at this moment. Chu Chuanbai rubbed Shu He’s slender wrist, and his hot palm slowly fell, pressing on the boy’s pale thigh.

He didn’t do anything excessive, just pressed his palm against Shu He’s skin, his breath hot and low, his eyes half-closed. Shu He lowered his head in a daze, and Chu Chuanbai’s still gentle and calm voice came from his ear. “Call my name.”

Shu He’s vision was blurry. “…Chuanbai?”

“Thank you.” Chu Chuanbai lowered his head and pressed it against his knee, his hot breath making Shu He’s calf flush. “Full name. Can you say it again?”

“…Chu Chuanbai?”

Chu Chuanbai really felt he was an abnormal pervert. He used to be able to relieve it by taking medicine, but now…

He sighed, his forehead against Shu He’s skin. After a moment, he opened his terminal and notified his subordinate to send over some sobering soup.

“Mr. Chu.”

The subordinate soon came to the door with the sobering soup and knocked. “The sobering soup is here.”

Chu Chuanbai opened his eyes and met Shu He’s gaze. Shu He looked sleepy, his small, fair face expressionless, his almond eyes half-closed.

Chu Chuanbai straightened up and walked to the door with a slight limp in his right leg. The moment the door opened, the subordinate was so overwhelmed by the overpowering pheromones that he could barely breathe. It wasn’t until the sobering soup was taken from his hands and the door was quickly closed from the inside that he could catch his breath.

“Little He.”

Shu He’s ear twitched. He responded with a heavy, nasal sound and lifted his face to sniff. He smelled the spicy scent of ginger, and then something was brought to his lips.

“Drink a little.” Chu Chuanbai held the bowl and brought the spoon to his lips. Shu He shook his head, took one sip, and then turned his head away, his dimples pursed, his small mouth pouting as he said, “It’s gross.”

His spoiled temper flared up, and he was unhappy with everything. He mumbled about what Chu Chuanbai’s intentions were in giving him such a disgusting thing. Was he trying to bully him? How could he bully his own colleague?

Chu Chuanbai held the bowl.

He saw that Shu He refused to drink. After thinking for a long time, he just put the sobering soup aside, then bent down, and held Shu He’s soft, pale calf to take off his shoes and socks, and tucked him into bed.

Shu He felt hot and kicked the blanket away. These past few days, he had considered himself to be living under someone else’s roof and had been very obedient. Whenever Chu Chuanbai asked him what he wanted to eat, he would always say he wasn’t picky.

His round, beautiful almond eyes would always look at people seriously, like a very strong little stray calico cat, rarely showing such a spoiled side.

Still not enough trust.

Chu Chuanbai sat by the bed and did not leave immediately. He turned his head, picked up the blanket Shu He had kicked away, folded it, and then opened the home control system on his terminal and lowered the room temperature.

It wasn’t until noon that Chu Chuanbai left with the now-cold sobering soup.

*

At three in the afternoon, Shu He groggily opened his eyes.

He clutched the corner of the blanket, sat up dazedly in bed, not knowing what had happened, and listened to the system recap the events. 【…and then you were carried away by the villain. I was inexplicably put in a small black room. That’s what happened.】

Shu He held his groggy head. “I only had two sips…”

【Drinking causes trouble. You can’t drink anymore in the future.】 The system’s mechanical voice said. 【The villain is not a good person. It’s hard to say what he did in the half hour I was blocked. Be careful when you see him. My suggestion is that you should go to the military academy immediately and establish contact with the protagonist.】

Shu He was confused.

The alcohol had worn off, but his brain was still like a paste, and his thinking was much slower than usual.

Chu Chuanbai was not a good person.

He had seriously read all the plot last time and understood that the villain was an even worse person than himself.

The plot said that the villain was a smiling tiger, who seemed easy to get along with on the surface, but was more perverted than anyone else behind the scenes, and had a lot of blood on his hands.

He also fought with the protagonist from beginning to end, almost killing the protagonist countless times, but was always escaped from and counter-killed by the protagonist.

He was a super bad great villain… but when he was with Chu Chuanbai, he had never felt any danger.

Shu He sniffled, struggled to lift the covers and get out of bed. As he was putting on his shoes, he glanced down and saw several red marks on his thigh, as if they were made by fingers.

He touched them. They didn’t hurt.

So strange.

Shu He rubbed his leg in confusion and started to walk out.

“Is the protagonist still here?” he asked with great worry.

System: 【He’s already gone.】

The light in Shu He’s eyes went out.

He dejectedly closed the door and went downstairs. He had missed his chance this time. He didn’t know when he would meet the protagonist again. If he went to the military academy…

But the protagonist was in a military academy for Alphas.

He was a Beta.

Shu He rubbed his face, puffed out his cheeks, and pulled himself together, deciding to take the comfortable route. The banquet wasn’t over yet, so he could just ask the guests for Chu Chuanting’s contact information.

The guests had wide connections. Unlike the staff of the Chu family, they would most likely know this information.

As expected, Shu He finally got Chu Chuanting’s contact information from a peer. His almond eyes finally lit up. He lowered his head, opened his terminal, and sent a friend request to Chu Chuanting.

To avoid being rejected, Shu He seriously threatened: 【Chu Chuanting, I know your secret!】

An hour later.

Shu He shamefully and worriedly withdrew the request and re-edited a new one: 【Hello, want to have an online relationship?】