Ran away with the cub

The sky was a little gloomy and soon it started to rain heavily.

"It's really strange. It's been a long time since there has been such heavy rain on the capital planet." Yun Wanfeng muttered to himself while flipping through a book by the window. As he spoke, he looked at the light brain, hoping that the person would send him a message.

Yun Wanfeng stood up and walked towards the greenhouse. "Dad, did you see Ye Han when you went to Uncle Nan's house yesterday? I haven't seen him for a long time."

Mu Feng put down the shower head in his hand, looked at his son who was worried, and sighed: "Don't worry, no matter how cruel Ye Ling is, he is still his son. At most, he will teach Ye Han a lesson and won't do anything to him."

"I... I'm just worried about him. Every time he disappears for a while, he comes back covered in bruises. I don't know how long it will take for his injuries to heal this time." Yun Wanfeng was not comforted by Mu Feng, but became even more worried.

"Ye Han is only a few months older than me. A few years ago, General Ye sent Ye Han, who had just turned ten, into military training. If he differentiates into an Alpha, he might be sent directly to the battlefield." Yun Wanfeng became angrier the more he thought about it. "No, I must go ask Uncle Nan." After saying that, he hurried out the door.

Both Ye Yun and his family are wealthy families in the empire and live relatively close to each other. Despite this, it still takes more than ten minutes to get there by car.

As soon as I arrived at the door of Ye's house, I saw several soldiers standing outside, holding the newly launched machine guns in their hands. My heart couldn't help but skip a beat, General Ye was back.

As soon as Yun Wanfeng entered the door, he felt a very serious atmosphere, which made him feel uneasy and oppressive.

The butler brought Yun Wanfeng a cup of coffee: "Mr. Yun, please wait a moment, the admiral will be down soon." After saying that, he retreated. Although there were many people in the living room, it felt very quiet, as if Yun Wanfeng was the only one there.

Just when Yun Wanfeng was getting anxious, there was a sound of footsteps. When he looked up, he saw Admiral Ye Ling, who was wearing casual clothes.

"What are you doing here?" The cold-looking man asked Yun Wanfeng indifferently.

"I'm sorry to disturb Admiral Ye. I just want to ask where Ye Han has gone. When will he be able to come back?" Yun Wanfeng couldn't help but stand up and straighten his body.

"I don't know where he went, and I don't need to know when he will be back. I only know that you shouldn't come here." Ye Ling said in a bad tone.

Seeing Ye Ling's bad look, the pheromones around him were a little manic, and he exuded an unsatisfied aura. It was clear that his susceptible period should come, no wonder he didn't see Uncle Nan.

On the way back, Yun Wanfeng was very upset. How could he be frightened like this? He was the one who went to ask, but was frightened by General Ye Ling. He was too bad.

"Forget it, I'll wait for a while. When he comes, I can tell him that I have differentiated into an Alpha, and ask him to stop treating children like that and treat myself the same way." Yun Wanfeng said to himself happily after getting rid of his previous annoyance.

Little did I know that this wait would last three years.

……

Three years later

Light Star

A group of teenagers in military uniforms were training, and they happily dispersed at the instructor's command.

"Hey, have you heard? The president is coming back soon. The troublemakers in the school have suddenly become active since the president was away a while ago. I hate seeing those guys showing off in the training room every day."

"Some time ago, a new student came, and they actually recognized him as their big brother. They wanted to take this opportunity to provoke the president. Do you think this is like sending someone a head a thousand miles away? The gift is small, but the sentiment is great!"

"Stop talking, stop talking, the president will be back soon, don't disturb his good mood"

In training room No. 3, a group of teenagers aged eighteen or nineteen gathered together.

Not far away, a silver-haired Alpha murmured, "You're back, my little boy."