Chapter 2: Shang Yu | Chapter 3: Jiang Yu

Chapter 2: Shang Yu

Shang Yu was in a meeting in the office when he received a call from the Science and Technology Institute.

In addition to being the Duke of the Empire, he, as a business tycoon, also controlled several important economic lifelines. In this high-tech era, company meetings had long been held in the form of holograms. After the people of the Empire officially entered the company, they could upload and use their own chosen images, and then stay in their houses in the comfort of their own homes while drinking freshly brewed coffee at each meeting.

“Jiang Yu didn’t come today?” Shang Yu frowned slightly and asked with slight coldness once realizing that they lack one person.

Everyone looked around and found that the person really didn’t come, so they couldn’t help swallowing.

Jiang Yu was an omega who had been with the company for several years. He always wore a mask. When he smiled, his eyes would also curve, looking gentle and soft, leaving an extremely favorable impression. However, he was calm and clear-minded during their meetings and was often an important person when creating proposals— almost everyone in the company secretly guessed that after Shang Yu finally separated from his partner whom he had been entangled with for so many years, the mysterious omega would likely be promoted.

Shang Yu’s expression indeed changed. Nevertheless, the boss’ emotions were never too easily shown, so everyone didn’t dare to speculate more in their hearts. They only thought that he was in a bad mood today, probably because Jiang Yu didn’t come.

Halfway through the meeting, Shang Yu’s beta secretary’s virtual phone lit up. She glanced at it. Not knowing what information she saw, her face suddenly went pale. Despite being under such a low-pressure atmosphere, she still cautiously said, “President Shang, the Science and Technology Institute has something urgent to tell you…”

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After the meeting was over, Shang Yu turned off the virtual screen, and the holograms of the company staff disappeared one by one. He rubbed his temples a little wearily.

Jiang Yu didn’t come to today’s meeting. Honestly speaking, he was really not used to it.

Over the years, he had become accustomed to the focused and sincere gaze of this omega. That person’s gaze would always only fall on him. Even if he was as indifferent as he was, he could still feel the gentle and restrained feelings in the omega’s eyes.

He was a cold-hearted man himself, his entire passion was thrown on his work. Due to his superior intelligence from a young age, he had always only admired those colleagues who were meticulous in their pursuit of perfection— Jiang Yu was one of them.

The confidence and appreciation in his job gradually made him pay more attention to Jiang Yu.

The era of high technology and virtualization had catalyzed the Omega Equal Rights Movement. Today, pheromones no longer determine the working conditions of human beings, but at most affect their face-to-face communication and the genes of the next generation. His company was particularly diverse, with alphas, betas, and omegas almost evenly split between the three genders. He was also featured on imperial news and was named as one of the most dedicated bosses in pursuing human equality and diversity.

He was indifferent to these titles; after all, he was only after the efficiency and attitude of his subordinates.

Besides—

He coldly thought that there was another reason for being awarded this title, wasn’t it because he also had an alpha partner?

Ever since that man had disassociated himself from his family, it was as if his name had been forgotten. The address given to him by all was that he was the man who had pestered Shang Yu in every possible way… that person.

In the final analysis, that person wasn’t even considered a complete alpha.

Shang Yu accidentally thought of the alpha with a bright smile and full of sunshine that he first met in Imperial High School, and the person who now acted cautious and timid after adding artificial omega sex… that person.

When he thought of the man’s cowering appearance, as if even his smile was tinged with reluctance, made him less and less inclined to return to that… home.

That person’s own alpha pheromone was the scent of deep-sea mellow red wine and was the only scent among thousands of people that could make him stop and take a deep breath — however, since that person purposely implanted an omega gland, the initial scent had vanished, leaving only the cheap smell unique to the artificial gland.

After the two of them got together, he began to urge the Science and Technology Institute to study the gland removal procedure.

The feeling of being set up was particularly unpleasant to him, and the operation to remove the bond was not necessarily a must. It’s just that the fake gland had to disappear. He didn’t want to come home to a partner who wasn’t a human nor a ghost, wasn’t an alpha nor an omega.

Speaking of which, the beta secretary said that the Science and Technology Institute would come to fetch him today. 

It was estimated that that person didn’t want his gland to be removed and was playing some tricks… He faintly thought. In a few days, he could consider going back— presumably by that time, the man would have regained his initial scent. It also gave him the rare idea of going back home to take a look.

He turned on his communication mobile phone. The Science and Technology Institute called him twice during his meeting and probably didn’t contact him again for fear he’d get angry and went to his secretary. He guessed that his secretary conveyed his reply for him. As for that person, he didn’t even call as if he was pissed off.

Tapping his fingers twice on the fully transparent electronic table, he was contemplating whether to call the Institute back and see how things were going — a close friend called at that moment.

His friend was also an alpha. They met at Imperial High School. They were both born similarly after all— they now run their own businesses and occasionally go out for a casual chat over a drink together, basically, his best friend talking and him just occasionally responding.

He answered the call, and before he could speak, his friend asked right away.

“Shang Yu, let’s grab some dinner tonight?”