MTL - I Let the Boss A Become O-Chapter 13

"It was a mistake to call Zhou Lin here," Song Xuan moved to Wen Qingmo's side, and stared at Zhou Lin in displeasure, "This guy is still so cheap, he was so cheap when he was in school. Why do you still like to release pheromones so much, huh? Is Alpha amazing?"

Wen Qingmo shook his head amusedly: "No way, the class reunion is not organized by us, just ignore him."

"But I didn't expect it," Song Xuan said again, "You actually protect Lu Xi so much, I thought you two had a normal relationship, but you never mentioned her to me... Isn't Lu Xi and your brother okay? "

Wen Qingmo had no expression on his face: "It's a normal relationship, but we are still a family."

Song Xuan nodded: "That's right, I also think Sister Xiaoxi is pretty good, and she looks good, but her memory is not that good..."

Seeing that Song Xuan was still brooding about being forgotten by Lu Xi, Wen Qingmo finally couldn't help but chuckle.

"What? You laugh at me too, don't you?"

Wen Qingmo restrained her smile: "You have met once before, it's normal for her to forget you."

A few people entered the reserved private room, and some people had already gathered there, and when they saw them coming in, they all greeted them with smiles.

"Qing Mo, long time no see," a female Alpha came forward to say hello, "Calculating, it must have been five years..."

Wen Qingmo shook hands with her: "You live quite far from here, how did you get here, by plane?"

"Yeah, it took almost an hour to fly."

"Then what do you do at night? Live here or..."

The female Alpha turned around and pointed to a few women on the side: "Xiaolu and the others agreed to take me here for a few days."

After exchanging pleasantries, everyone sat down around the dining table. Because there were more people coming this time, they simply divided them into two tables. After Song Xuan saw Zhou Lin sitting down at one table, he pulled Wen Qingmo with quick eyes and hands. sat down to another.

"I've already ordered the dishes. I have everything. Everyone is open to eat. If you don't have enough, order more, okay?"

The organizer of this class reunion stood up and said.

After Wen Qingmo sat down, he raised his hand and loosened his tie. The pain in his chest just now had disappeared, as if everything that happened was an illusion, and his health made him feel a little relieved.

It should only be affected by Zhou Lin's pheromones, there will be no major problems, and the delivery suppression injections, even if the estrus period comes, the pheromones will not be smelled...

Wen Qingmo rolled up his sleeves a little, and looked at the old classmates sitting at this table. There was a lot of gap between their faces and the ones in memory, but they could still recall the appearance at the first sight.

The person sitting at this table didn't have a bad relationship with him, Wen Qingmo relaxed, and started chatting with the people around him with a smile.

Plates of food were served on the table, and everyone ate with chopsticks. The unfamiliarity that had not been seen for a few years gradually dissipated, but after all, they were adults who had entered the society, and they could no longer be as innocent as they were when they were students. Wen Qingmo took a few mouthfuls , someone came to him to greet him, making insinuations about business matters.

I also asked him if he was married or if he was single.

Song Xuan gave Wen Qingmo a sideways glance: "Hey, come out for a meal, does it feel busier than going to work?"

Wen Qingmo sighed, and touched the glasses frame with the tip of the chopsticks: "It's a little bit."

"Hey, waiter, help us open these bottles of wine."

At this time, someone stopped the waiter who came to serve the food, pointed to a few bottles of wine on the cabinet next to him, and said: "This is the wine I brought with me. I took it from my wine cellar. Everyone, please try it. polite."

"Don't drink," Song Xuan poked Wen Qingmo with his elbow, "Drinking alcohol is not conducive to the stability of pheromones, please follow the doctor's advice."

Wen Qingmo nodded: "I drink tea."

Lu Xi quickly sized Shen Yu up.

Shen Yu is a Beta, he doesn't have the oppressive aura of Alpha, but gentle and elegant, he looks more like the brother next door, very friendly, he doesn't look amazing, but he can be called fair and handsome .

"Thank you for the gift." Shen Yu looked very excited after receiving Lu Xi's gift. He stroked the wrapping paper of the gift and looked up at Lu Xi again, "Xiaoxi, you... are about to graduate, right?"

Lu Xi nodded cautiously, and replied half a beat later: "Yes."

She was thinking about how to make Shen Yu give up.

If you can't feel it just based on a few chat records, but when you meet Shen Yu face to face, from his undisguised eyes, Lu Xi can know that he really likes the original owner.

It's just a pity...

Lu Xi silently lit a piece of wax for Shen Yu.

What Shen Yu likes is the original owner, she is destined to be unable to respond to Shen Yu, and it is best to refuse in time.

"You..." Shen Yu wanted to say something more, when another group of people came, Shen Yu, as the protagonist of this banquet, naturally went to greet him, Lu Xi pulled away in time, and said to Shen Yu: "Wait a while Let’s talk when you’re free.”

After finishing speaking, Lu Xi turned around and left.

She saw Xia Weiwei talking to a male Alpha from a distance, with a shy smile on his face, Lu Xi guessed that it should be the person Xia Weiwei had a crush on, so he didn't step forward to disturb you, and found someone by himself There is little place to sit down.

There were some delicate snacks on the plate on the table, Lu Xi hesitated for a few seconds, picked one up and took a sip.

"I remember that you have cooperated with the Mu family."

"Yes, but fortunately my mother found out that something was wrong and broke off the cooperative relationship with them in time..."

There was a conversation not far away, and Lu Xi looked over, and there were two female Betas chatting.

"So... was he really sentenced?"

"It should be. I haven't paid much attention to it, but I guess I can't run away."

"Don't the Mu family have a daughter? How is she?"

"Yes, it's called Mu Qi. She's fine. The Mu family took her out of this matter because of connections, but it's pretty miserable now. I don't know if she's still going to school..."

While the two were talking, one of the girls, Beta, noticed Lu Xi and called her, "Xiaoxi, does Mu Qi go to the same school as you?"

Lu Xi was eating snacks and eavesdropping, but she was suddenly que, and her body froze. Fortunately, the question did not go beyond her understanding, and she hurriedly replied: "Yes, but we are not in the same class."

"Oh..." the female Beta nodded thoughtfully, "Then have you seen her at school recently?"

"I…"

Lu Xi was speechless for a while, can she say that she doesn't even know what Mu Qi looks like! ?

But in order not to show any flaws, Lu Xi still pretended to think about it: "It seems... not."

Fortunately, the female Beta just asked casually, and didn't mean to go into details. The two of them looked older than Lu Xi, and they should be of working age. After asking a few words about Lu Xi's recent situation, they chatted separately.

Except for Xia Weiwei, it was absolutely impossible for Lu Xi to take the initiative to talk to others, but to her surprise, not many people came to chat with her, most of them came to say hello and then left.

Lu Xi thought about it, and felt that the only possible reason was that although the original owner lived in the Wen family, she had no blood relationship with the Wen family, and it was impossible for her to have access to the core of the Wen family's power. In addition, she was a college student, so no one else talked to her. necessary.

Lu Xi relaxed, and continued to pick up a dessert and stuff it into his mouth.

The situation couldn't be better.

After drinking for three rounds, the atmosphere in the private room was more lively than at the beginning. The plates on the table became empty little by little. Everyone took off their coats one after another. Their faces were all blush. The alcohol seemed to rise in the air, mixed with Loud talking and laughing.

Wen Qingmo glanced at his watch, it was past eight o'clock.

He felt a little tired and just wanted to leave as soon as possible.

At this time, there was a sudden commotion at the table next to him.

"Who the **** are you running on!?"

Someone roared angrily.

All the talking stopped abruptly, and the air froze in an instant. Everyone looked at the center of the noise in unison, trying to find out what happened—a male Beta's cheeks were flushed, and he had obviously drunk too much , glaring at Zhou Lin who was sitting on the seat with his arms crossed.

"I'm talking about whoever is seated on the right number." Zhou Lin had a mocking smile on his face, and his eyes were very contemptuous.

"Say it again—" the irritated male Beta slapped the table, rushed to Zhou Lin, and was about to pump his fist. Everyone reacted instantly, and swarmed over to stop his movement, while constantly dissuading him.

"Calm down! Calm down, calm down, okay, don't be impulsive!"

"Zhou Lin! We have something to talk about, can you stop releasing your pheromone? Isn't there an Omega here?"

Several other people pushed the only Omega in the private room to the corner.

Probably because they are all adults, after several times of persuasion, there is no one to continue the quarrel. The male Beta was pushed to sit down, and Zhou Lin still looked like a fool, slowly withdrawing his oppressive pheromone.

"I'm so **** sure..."

Song Xuan probed for a while, then turned back with a speechless face, he didn't seem to want to get involved in this matter, and complained in a low voice: "How old are you and you can still quarrel, what did Zhou Lin do... "

He felt the aftermath of Zhou Lin's pheromone, and couldn't help rubbing his arms. Beta has a higher tolerance to Alpha pheromone than Omega, but it doesn't mean it won't be affected. Song Xuan bit his numb tooth root to recover , he looked at Wen Qingmo: "When are we leaving...Wen Qingmo?...Wen Qingmo?"

Wen Qingmo on the side lowered her head, her face had turned pale to the extreme at some point, and fine beads of sweat appeared on her forehead.

The author has something to say:

In just a dozen chapters, Mr. Wen has three estrus periods (lighting a cigarette)

I have to let him slow down