Last Love

Last Love chapter 77

Fu Xiaoyu had never told anyone how much he feared the sense of failure.

The higher he climbed, the more this fear approached him like the tide. Sometimes, it felt like his nerves were stretched to the limit, like an elastic band, only to relax slightly when he drank.

He liked pubs, enjoyed dancing slightly intoxicated in the crowd, and liked it when Alphas admired him from a distance.

He seemed like someone who could only fully bloom in the midst of chaos, believing that true perfection could only be achieved from that distance.

However, in intimate and private moments, he became stiff, tense, and uncharismatic.

The interaction with Xu Jiale last night only reaffirmed this.

So, sometimes, he truly felt jealous of Wen Ke—

Wen Ke possessed a delicate and gentle beauty that allowed Han Jiangque to lovingly lift him high and gaze at Han Jiangque, coquettish and moist-eyed.

Wen Ke was like a delicate little deer, an Omega with intense sexual charm.

Fu Xiaoyu sat on the bed in a daze for ten minutes. It was the calm period he had arranged for himself because it would appear weird if it lasted any longer. He had a precise grasp of time, so even without looking at the clock, he estimated with almost pinpoint accuracy.

He put on the neatly ironed shirt, rearranged the iron and ironing board, then took a deep breath and walked back to the living room.

The people at the dining table were discussing a recently popular historical drama.

Fu Xiaoyu sat down quietly but felt a bit out of place. He rarely watched any TV shows or variety programs.

“I think Ye Jinglan looks pretty good, especially in that wedding scene. It’s heroic and charming. I occasionally saw that scene and quite liked it. I didn’t have time to follow the drama, but later, I made time to watch an episode while eating.”

Wen Ke, talking about an Omega character in the show, seemed excited.

“It’s just average.” Han Jiangque snorted but his expression seemed a bit biased.

“I also think it’s just average.” Xu Jiale smiled lazily, leaning back in his chair. “Ye Jinglan is just trying too hard. Every feature adjusted to the most delicate look, as if she wants to tell everyone how beautiful she is from every angle. When a beauty tries too hard, it’s not charming; it just feels exhausting.”

Fu Xiaoyu, holding a dumpling, found himself absentmindedly listening. Suddenly, he asked, “Is trying too hard not beautiful?”

“Of course,” Xu Jiale said casually. “Many people don’t understand aesthetics. The truly charming things are the charm and desire in a person’s soul, the effortlessly sexy, and the natural innocence. Excessively sculpting every feature will always result in a lower sense of beauty. But it doesn’t matter; too many people don’t understand beauty or appreciation. That’s the difference in aesthetic class.”

As he spoke, he inadvertently revealed a romantic arrogance characteristic of a wealthy young man.

Although he indirectly criticized Wen Ke, who was a longtime friend, Wen Ke, not one to mince words, retorted directly, “Xu Jiale, put away your petty sentiments. Since middle school, you’ve changed so many boyfriends, but they’re all the same type of Omega. I don’t think you’re sophisticated; your aesthetic is quite monotonous.”

Xu Jiale drank tea with a good temper, not arguing.

But Fu Xiaoyu couldn’t help asking seriously, “Middle school…? Puppy love?”

Perhaps the term ‘puppy love’ was too abrupt. It made Xu Jiale choke on his tea. Putting down the cup, he raised the corner of his mouth, “Yes, I started dating when I was 13. Fu Xiaoyu, you’re obviously a good student from childhood to adulthood. You definitely wouldn’t have had puppy love.”

Fu Xiaoyu didn’t know how to respond for a moment.

He not only hadn’t experienced puppy love but also lacked any form of romantic relationships.

On the other hand, when Han Jiangque heard this, he seized the opportunity to teasingly expose Xu Jiale’s embarrassing past, “Xu Jiale isn’t just into puppy love but he’s also a scumbag from Beisan Middle School. At that time, he broke up with an Omega in the next class, and the omega cried at the door of our class, but Xu Jiale didn’t want to see him and hid in the toilet.”

“Hey—”

Not only was Xu Jiale criticized by Wen Ke, but Han Jiangque also revealed Xu Jiale’s embarrassing past. Xu Jiale immediately retaliated, “Wen Ke, what about you?”

“What about me?”

“The thing about being confessed to by Alphas from other schools.”

“That’s not true.”

“Others calling you Han Princess?”

“That’s not true either.” Han Jiangque decisively denied.

Fu Xiaoyu, feeling dizzy from the turn of events, looked at Han Jiangque and couldn’t help but laugh and raise his eyebrows.

“Wen Ke, am I lying?” Xu Jiale changed the direction of his pressure, step by step cornering Wen Ke, “About Han Princess, it’s true right?”

Han Jiangque immediately turned his head, and his pitch-black eyes nervously looked at Wen Ke.

“Ah…” Wen Ke laughed uncontrollably. He looked at Han Jiangque and deliberately elongated his voice, “Is it true or not——”

“Not.” Han Jiangque, facing his Omega, spoke more quietly. However, his ears were faintly reddening.

He looked like a little wolf cub provocatively challenged outside but accidentally caught by the enemy’s tail. He pitifully stared at his own Omega, hoping Wen Ke would not expose him.

Wen Ke’s heart was numb, and he couldn’t help but touch the Alpha’s head, lying without any guilt, “No, it’s not true.”

“Damn, Wen Ke.” Xu Jiale said, “You realize you’re really someone who prioritizes love over friendship.”

Wen Ke laughed sneakily, picked up a dumpling with his chopsticks, but as soon as it reached his mouth and smelled the fried dumpling skin, he suddenly felt a strong wave of nausea.

His face turned pale, and he immediately supported himself on the table, while the other hand instinctively covered his mouth.

This time, the reaction was more intense than a few days ago. Wen Ke’s legs were shaking a bit.

Han Jiangque almost immediately stood up, subconsciously hugging him tightly.

“I want to… vomit…” Acid kept rising in his stomach, and Wen Ke felt his head spinning, weakly leaning against Han Jiangque’s chest.

“Okay, okay, right away.” Although Han Jiangque had dealt with such situations a few times, he was still nervous.

He didn’t dare to lift Wen Ke up, fearing that it would immediately stimulate him to vomit. Therefore, he could only slowly support him and walk towards the bathroom.

Wen Ke knelt in front of the toilet and retched, while Han Jiangque squatted next to him, staring at him without blinking.

Xu Jiale and Fu Xiaoyu could only stand outside, looking worried.

Although Wen Ke hadn’t eaten much, he kept vomiting, and even the taste in his mouth made him feel nauseous.

His stomach felt like it was being repeatedly kneaded by a hand, making him sweat all over.

“So uncomfortable…”

Wen Ke closed his eyes, saying weakly.

“I know.” Han Jiangque cautiously stroked his back. “Do you still want to vomit?”

After rinsing his mouth for a while, although he didn’t continue to vomit, Wen Ke just weakly hung his head, answering the question nonchalantly, “So uncomfortable.”

Han Jiangque felt distressed and a bit at a loss. He kissed Wen Ke’s sweaty cheek with affection, “Baby, I’m here, I’m here.”

Wen Ke’s hair hung down a strand, and even a little saliva had stuck to it, looking quite embarrassed.

But Han Jiangque didn’t mind. He almost stuck his face close, repeatedly kissing the Omega’s cheeks and lips.

Fu Xiaoyu watched this scene in a daze—

The tall Alpha almost encircled Wen Ke and embraced him, both sitting squatting in front of the toilet. It was as if they had suddenly entered their own small world, and others couldn’t enter anymore.

Pregnancy was a strange thing, even for an Omega of the same gender.

That kind of involuntary embarrassment, the unavoidable awkwardness, even made him feel at a loss.

Currently, he couldn’t imagine what kind of emotions would lead someone to expose such an inappropriate side in front of their partner without any resentment.

“How about I and Fu Xiaoyu go back first?”

Xu Jiale said in a deep voice, “Han Jiangque, you stay with Wen Ke to rest for a while. He’s just pregnant, so his reactions are particularly strong. Call me anytime if you need help.”

Han Jiangque still held Wen Ke, and upon hearing Xu Jiale’s words, he just nodded and didn’t bother to respond.

“Well,” Fu Xiaoyu’s thoughts were a bit scattered, and he thought for a moment before saying, “Then, I’ll go back and prepare the company registration documents and procedures with someone. I’ll let you know if there’s any progress.”

“Wait a moment, Xiaoyu,” perhaps Fu Xiaoyu’s words reminded Wen Ke. He lifted his pale face, forced a smile, and softly said, “Thank you so much for the proposal. Regarding the equity, let’s go with what we discussed earlier, and don’t forget your share. Besides yours, I also want to give Xu Jiale a share of equity, so we need to discuss it again in the next few days.”

“Equity?” Han Jiangque was somewhat surprised to hear these words, but he obviously didn’t like that Wen Ke was still thinking about this at the moment. He lowered his head to caress the Omega’s cheek and said softly, “Don’t think about these things right now.”

Xu Jiale also turned to give Fu Xiaoyu a glance.

Fu Xiaoyu suddenly felt a bit awkward. Not sure if it was his illusion, he felt like he had said something inappropriate. In Han Jiangque’s expression just now, there seemed to be a kind of secretive reproach.

“Well, I don’t need any equity. It’s fine to give me a bonus when you make big money in the future.”

While tidying up his clothes, Xu Jiale casually said, “You rest well first. We can deal with the company’s matters when you’re in better shape.”

Fu Xiaoyu and Xu Jiale took the elevator downstairs together, but all the way, there was silence. The somewhat awkward atmosphere made Fu Xiaoyu deeply aware that the harmony at Wen Ke’s home just now had nothing to do with him.

It wasn’t until they reached the lobby that Xu Jiale calmly asked, “Where do you live? My car was parked at the bar yesterday. I’ll go get it first. Do you want me to drop you home?”

Fu Xiaoyu understood the implication in Xu Jiale’s words, so he didn’t even bother to answer the first question, just calmly saying, “No need, I’ll call a cab to go back. Thank you.”

So Xu Jiale didn’t ask more, just called for a car and let Fu Xiaoyu leave first.

Under the bright afternoon sun, he watched the taxi gradually disappear, his expression somewhat complicated.

They both didn’t mention last night’s events.

But inevitably…

Xu Jiale felt that he should apologize to him.

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