please feel my love

Fu Sirong came two hours later.

As soon as he stepped into the door, everyone in the studio looked over.

The tall Alpha stood at the door, with a suit jacket on his hands, seemingly casual, but his indifferent black pupils made people dare not look directly at him.

Ke Ye went up and said something to Fu Sirong in a low voice, Fu Sirong responded casually a few times, and sat down on the sofa.

Several young staff members exchanged glances, lowered their heads and did not speak.

No one stepped forward to talk to Fu Sirong, Jiang Wan looked left and right, and walked up to greet him resignedly.

"Mr. Fu is here." She poured a glass of water and handed it to Fu Sirong.

Jiang Wan is actually not very good at dealing with Alphas like Fu Sirong.

At first, she knew that Fu Sirong was responsible for the injury on Yan Shanlan's body. In her eyes, Fu Sirong was just a pervert with special hobbies.

Although Gao Yun's incident changed her view of Fu Sirong a lot, her intuition told Jiang Wan that this man was by no means as good-tempered as he appeared in front of Yan Shanlan.

She chooses to stay at arm's length.

"Thank you." Fu Sirong took the glass, "Is Lan Lan still busy?"

Jiang Wan glanced at his watch, "Two hours at the earliest."

"I'm waiting for him here."

Fu Sirong looked over the equipment set up in the studio and looked at Yan Shanlan standing under the lighting.

He greedily looked at his lover whom he had not seen for five days, and tightly clenched the hand holding the cup, his knuckles turned blue and white.

There are people coming and going in the studio, but it is very quiet.

Fu Sirong sat for more than half an hour, and used his mobile phone to remotely handle a few business affairs. He was about to breathe a sigh of relief when he suddenly felt that the gland at his Adam's apple started to feel hot.

An unusual smell wafted out, Fu Sirong froze, got up and went straight to the bathroom.

He closed the door, took out a white medicine bottle from his pocket, poured out two small light orange pills, and swallowed them with his head up.

The specific medicine took effect very quickly, and within 2 minutes after Fu Sirong took the medicine, the mania in his body gradually calmed down.

He re-sprayed the blocking agent, and the pheromone that was accidentally leaked disappeared without a trace in an instant.

After tidying up his clothes in front of the mirror, Fu Sirong walked out of the bathroom calmly.

The other people in the studio knew nothing about what happened to him, and they were still busy.

Fu Sirong sat back on the sofa, took a sip of cold water, leaned on the soft backrest and closed his eyes to rest.

Before leaving, Fu Sirong never thought that a business trip of less than two weeks would be so difficult.

At first, he simply missed Yan Shanlan, which caused him some insomnia, but on the tenth day, in the middle of the regular morning meeting, Fu Sirong was caught off guard by the sudden mania.

Fu Sirong has experienced this situation many times, and he immediately realized that the susceptibility period had arrived.

He calmly terminated the meeting, and while ordering the driver to take him back to the hotel, he applied to the local hospital for soothing drugs for the susceptible period.

With Yan Shanlan not around, he could only rely on drugs to maintain the balance of pheromones.

Fortunately, Qiao Yu took care of the rest, and Fu Sirong was able to come back as quickly as possible.

On the way back, he was still thinking about how to get along with Yan Shanlan during the susceptible period, but Ke Ye called when the plane was leaning against the corridor bridge.

The day before the business trip, Fu Sirong had just acquired a subsidiary of the Gao Corporation. Unexpectedly, Gao Yun, who had nowhere to go, would once again set his mind on Yan Shanlan.

Fu Sirong was so angry that his pheromones became disordered on the spot, and he was sent to the infirmary at the airport.

When he calmed down, Ke Ye said on the phone that Yan Shanlan hadn't suffered, and hit Gao Yun backhanded.

Tan Xiao laughed out loud, but Fu Sirong was still worried.

When he heard Ke Ye retell Gao Yun's words, he felt very upset.

Alphas in the susceptible period are sensitive and suspicious, and tend to be suspicious of their own Omega, but Fu Sirong is different.

He would think too much, but he was afraid that Yan Shanlan would doubt him because of Gao Yun's words.

After all, the reason why he married Yan Shanlan was not so reasonable and credible.

"Brother Rong."

Fu Sirong closed his eyes and meditated, Yan Shanlan's voice rang in his ears.

He opened his eyes, Yan Shanlan was standing in front of him, holding the cup he just drank in his hand.

Yan Shanlan shook the cup and said, "Wait for me to clean up."

"Okay." Fu Sirong stood up, moving his numb legs.

Yan Shanlan took the cup and went to the tea room in the studio.

He held the glass up to the light, and five clear fingerprints were printed on the glass, which his assistant dubbed a fingerprint collector.

There were sticky notes and adhesive tape on the table in the tea room. Yan Shanlan tore off a small piece of adhesive tape, made gestures on the glass a few times, and stuck the adhesive tape on the fingerprint closest to the mouth of the glass.

He scratched the surface of the tape with his nails, and when he tore it off, the tape was printed with a clear and complete fingerprint of his index finger.

Yan Shanlan brushed up his hair, pasted the adhesive tape on the back of the neck ring where he couldn't see it, and washed the cup Fu Sirong drank under the faucet.

The cup filled with clean water only needs to be rinsed briefly. Yan Shanlan put the cup in the disinfection cabinet, dried his hands and walked out of the tea room.

"Let's go."

He reached out to hold Fu Sirong, but Fu Sirong avoided him.

The slightly hot skin brushed the back of his hand, Yan Shanlan was stunned for a few seconds, seeing that Fu Sirong had already walked to the door, he hurriedly chased after him.

He looked at Fu Sirong's back and bit his lower lip.

When Fu Sirong was waiting for Yan Shanlan, he had already let Ke Ye and the bodyguards go first, and now he would drive Yan Shanlan home by himself.

While driving the car, he took a sneak peek at Yan Shanlan from the corner of his eye.

Yan Shanlan was silent all the way because Fu Sirong dodged his hand.

He leaned against the car window, staring at the scenery outside the window.

Fu Sirong knew that Yan Shanlan was angry because he dodged his hands, and wanted to explain several times, but seeing Yan Shanlan's silent expression, he closed his mouth again.

It wasn't until the car drove off the elevated road that Fu Sirong called him: "Lan Lan."

Yan Shanlan turned to look at him, but said nothing.

Fu Sirong quickly glanced at Yan Shanlan's expression, and asked, "Gao Yun came to see you today?"

"Yes." Yan Shanlan said, "Ke Zhu said he has already reported to you."

Fu Sirong considered his words and asked hesitantly, "What Gao Yun said...do you believe it?"

He has been decisive and decisive at the negotiating table for so many years, and it has been a long time since he was so lacking in confidence.

"I don't believe it." Yan Shanlan asked him back, "What plans do you have for me and the Yan family?"

He said, showing a mocking smile, "And even if it's true, it doesn't matter, it's better than being pestered by him for a lifetime."

Fu Sirong was silent.

He couldn't say that he hadn't attempted it.

Before, he only sent out the invitation because he thought that he would have a reason to associate with Yan Shanlan in the future, but then there was an unexpected accident, and in the name of marriage, he used disgraceful means to tie Yan Shanlan to his side.

And now, he didn't even say hello to Yan Shanlan before attacking Gao.

Fu Sirong parked the car in front of Fu's house, and said, "I did intervene in Gao's business, but I never had Yan's idea."

Yan Shanlan looked at him strangely, "Don't you believe me?"

"Lan Lan, I don't believe you." Fu Sirong said so, but he didn't dare to meet Yan Shanlan's eyes.

He seemed to be holding back something, and said after a while: "But let's separate for a few days, just a few days."

Yan Shanlan looked at Fu Sirong incredulously, and asked, "Why?"

Fu Sirong tightened his grip on the steering wheel, and exhaled a foul breath.

"What's the matter with you?" Yan Shanlan smelled a faint woody fragrance, and reached out to touch Fu Sirong's forehead, but was caught by him.

"My susceptibility period is over, I won't go home for a few days." Fu Sirong clenched his teeth, and the back molars made a toothache sound.

With bulging veins on his forehead, he said in a gentle voice as much as possible: "Let's talk after I calm down, okay?"

Seeing that he was suffering so much, Yan Shanlan reached out to untie the collar around his neck.

"I can--"

Fu Sirong pressed Yan Shanlan's hand, took a deep breath, "No, you know I don't want to mark you in this situation."

"You will get hurt." He slowly let go of Yan Shanlan's hand, rubbing the skin on the back of his hand with his fingertips before leaving.

Giving in to the instinctual impulse of the susceptible period, forcing Yan Shanlan to be marked like a beast will only make Yan Shanlan painful, and even leave him with bad memories.

Fu Sirong has been taught to respect and be considerate of Omega since he was a child. He doesn't want to take advantage of Yan Shanlan's estrus period, and he doesn't want to complete the mark during his susceptible period.

He endured it for a long time, then hugged Yan Shanlan lightly, and then let go.

Yan Shanlan smelled the increasingly clear woody aroma pheromone in the air, and his clenched hands trembled slightly.

He was silent, looked into Fu Sirong's eyes, and said after a while: "I see."

Yan Shanlan got out of the car, closed the car door with a bang, and left without looking back.

Fu Sirong looked at Yan Shanlan through the glass, until he could not see his back at all, then leaned back on the seat exhaustedly.

He raised his head, sniffed the lingering fragrance of Yan Shanlan in the air, covered his face with a wry smile.

It's over, and I made my wife angry again.