Ye Family's Ninth Rule: To assist the poor and care for the weak, without taking advantage of others' misfortune.

Ye Jindu made a decisive move with a swift chop, knocking the fragile shizheng unconscious. Then, he picked her up as if cradling a child, with one hand covering her head, and headed straight to the underground parking lot through the VIP corridor.

Opening the car door, he tossed Omega into the back seat, then made his way to the driver's seat.

Ye Jindu started the car and put on his Bluetooth earphones. He saw a message from Mu Jiangnian on his phone, asking if he was suffering from constipation.

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I went to Mu Jiangnian's place under the pretext of seeing the old man, and then I called Ye Heng.

Ye Heng was still working overtime at the research institute, peeling a ham sausage. Ye Jindu called in and startled him so much that half of the ham sausage fell into the instant noodles. In a fluster, he answered the phone and heard the other party making an illogical request.

"Xiaowu, do you have any inhibitors on you?"

Ye Jindu got straight to the point and asked, "Where does Ye Hong work? Compared to the emergency center, his workplace at the research institute is more convenient and safer for obtaining inhibitors."

"Inhibitor? Brother, what happened to you?"

Even though both Alphas and Omegas require suppressants, most Alphas do not rely on suppressants to get through their heat cycles. Alphas have shorter heat cycles and are not inherently dangerous or prone to aggression. Therefore, when Ye Heng heard that he needed suppressants, his first reaction was, "Ye Jin is with an Omega?"

This thought made his heart suddenly sink, and suddenly he lost his appetite.

Ye Jindu didn't feel like explaining this matter, so he simply said, "Just a small accident. Are you available right now?"

Ye Heng tightly gripped her phone and nodded eagerly, then suddenly realized that the other person couldn't see her, so she quickly replied, "Sure, sure."

"Then, I'll wait for you at the Qingheng Villa."

After hanging up the phone, Ye Jindu drove towards the Qingheng Villa. Fortunately, there was little traffic on the road at this late hour, and he encountered no obstacles while speeding along the way. The villa area was very quiet, with only the occasional wind causing the shadows of the Kusum tree to sway. Ye Jindu carried the unconscious Omega into the guest room. He used only thirty percent of his strength, so theoretically, the Omega would not remain unconscious for too long. Perhaps it was due to him not having fought anyone in many years, resulting in a slight excess or lack of force. Anyway, the Omega's neck wasn't broken, and he wasn't dead.

However... this face is actually quite good, not much worse than a celebrity. Even with closed eyes, it looks like they're acting in some sort of melodramatic TV series. It's the type of male lead character that his mother would like.

Thinking of Liang Yun, Ye Jindu also thought of his mother who had given him advice and guidance on nurturing the next generation during a video call a few days ago. The trigger was nothing more than when Liang Yun went to the beauty salon and saw a toddler learning to walk unsteadily. It suddenly reminded her of Ye Jindu's childhood moments of crawling up and down in diapers. With a momentary wave of emotions, she had the thought of becoming a grandmother.

It's like playing around for fun.

Ye Heng arrived shortly after, still wearing his institute uniform, panting heavily as he pressed the doorbell.

Ye Jindu opened the door and saw him in such a state, couldn't help but mock, "Why do you look like you just ran halfway up a mountain?"

Ye Jindu's appearance combines his father's profound features with his mother's elegance. When he has a blank expression, he appears very dignified and upright. However, when he smiles slightly, he reveals a few traces of a debonair young master, as if he is playfully teasing people in a serious manner.

It had been a long time since Ye Heng last saw him. The last time was a month ago, when she caught a glimpse of him from afar at a relative's wedding banquet. They didn't even have a chance to talk before he was called back by a phone call from the research institute. As a result, at this moment, Ye Heng was caught off guard, her face flushed, her gaze flickering, her mouth tightly closed, unable to utter a single word.

"What kind of heartless research institute is this? Treating employees so harshly and making them work overtime even late at night. One of these days, I'll have CL's friend pay a visit to your director's office and have a little chat."

Ye Heng knew what the other person was up to just by looking at his expression. He quickly shifted the focus back to the main issue.

"Bro, this is an inhibitor. I brought three doses, take one every six hours, and three doses should be enough."

Ye Jindu picked up the syringe and examined it, only to find that there wasn't even a label indicating the name of the medication.

"Your research institute doesn't even bother to label the medicine properly. Could it be some kind of low-quality, unregulated medication produced by a shoddy rural workshop?"

Ye Heng smiled shyly and explained, "Not writing the names of the medications is to prevent people from taking them out and selling them."

The medicine in their research institute is all provided free of charge by the country, and the quantity is large. Some of them are not even needed for experiments, and in the past, some people took advantage of their work to take medicine from the warehouse and secretly sell it outside. Now, without packaging and logos, it can also prevent this kind of thing.

Ye Jindu fondled the glass casing of the potion, a smirk forming at the corner of his mouth. "In that case, I should report it. Those who violate the law will definitely pay for their actions, with an added degree of guilt."

Ye Heng saw that he was teasing her endlessly, and couldn't help but say, "If you have the ability, then give it back to me."

"Tut, that's really amusing."

Ye Jindu saw that he was annoyed, so he tried to reason with him: "How can that be? Brother is still waiting to perform a good deed every day. Even if things don't turn out well, I am the mastermind behind it, and you're just being forced into it. That's enough now."

Ye Jindu spoke as if he were singing, shamelessly and without any sense of shame. This angered Ye Heng so much that she couldn't help but give him a good beating.

"It's almost twelve o'clock, you should hurry back home. Don't stay at Alpha's house late into the night, it might end up causing trouble and even result in someone's death."

Ye Heng's face turned red and white again.

"This person has a big mouth. He actually wishes he could give birth like an Omega, but he happens to be a low fertility Beta, and moreover—"

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"Even though I don't like myself, I still have to put up with these jokes."

"Simply despicable, can't stand this person anymore."

In thought, Ye Heng fiercely hit Ye Jindu's shoulder.

"You're clearly burning bridges, discarding me once I have no more value to offer!"

"Hey, you've even learned how to hit people now! Your strength has grown, little friend."

As Ye Jin Du dodged and held onto the medicine, he made his way upstairs. Ye Hong, on the other hand, was not willing to leave so easily. He wanted to see for himself what kind of audacious Omega would dare to stake their heat period to seduce Ye Jin Du.

The two of them arrived in front of a tightly closed guest room door.

"It's not the master bedroom, indicating that the relationship between Ye Jindu and him might not be good. Ye Heng's gaze lingered on the back of Ye Jindu's head to his shoulders and then suggested, "Should I give him the injection?""

Actually, Ye Jindu also had this idea. After all, the scent of an Alpha could stimulate an Omega. Moreover, in the military, they were all rough men who treated each other like livestock when it came to bandaging wounds and medication. It would be better to let Little Wu, who is not only a professional but also a Beta, deal with the delicate and beautiful Omega inside.

While thinking that, Ye Jindu heard a sound of something breaking coming from inside the bedroom.

Ye Heng was right behind Ye Jindu and heard it too, but his reaction was nowhere near as fast as Alpha's. He was just a few seconds too slow, and he saw Ye Jindu quickly open the door and flash inside. The door clicked shut and it seemed as if the whole thing happened in the blink of an eye.

As soon as Ye Jindu entered the room, he smelled the sweet aroma of peaches, permeating the entire guest room. It was a scent so powerful it could almost explode, like filling the air along with every piece of furniture and wall.

The blanket on the bed was half-dragged onto the floor.

The wall adorned with a wall lamp displayed shattered celadon pieces all over the floor. Ye Jindu didn't even have time to feel heartbroken, as his attention was immediately drawn to the guzheng sitting on the ground.

Shizheng was kneeling on the ground, clumsily holding a porcelain object and sliding it against her forearm.

Ye Jindu was about to burst into laughter at the scene before his eyes.

This Omega is truly a useless individual, devoid of even the most basic understanding of physiology, and shows no regard for their own well-being.

Fortunately, thanks to my extensive connections, I managed to obtain the suppressant.

At this moment, Zhen was too consumed by confusion to pay attention to who had entered the room or whether there was any danger. All he wanted was to regain some clarity and escape the torment of desire. It was unbearable, this sense of emptiness that made him feel as though a hungry wolf dwelled within his body, craving to devour anything that could tear him apart, suppress him like prey.

Therefore, he exerted great effort to smash the porcelain, hoping to restrain himself through the sensation of pain.

But with one swift kick, she sent the fragile fragments she held in her soft hand flying. And amidst the overwhelming and seductive aroma, Shizheng caught a whiff of that scent that brought him respite from his pain.

I really want, I really want to get closer.

But he had no strength left. In this despair that was so close yet unattainable, Shi Zheng's tearful eyes gazed at the fragments on the ground. The patterns on them were intricately and elegantly twisted, but what use did that serve? Once broken, they were simply broken. What difference did he have now from this pile of shattered pieces? Tormented by desire, his appearance distorted, he lay prostrate on the ground, subject to the trampling of others, begging for someone to come and touch and embrace him.

Shizheng felt a slight prickling sensation on his arm, and besides his muscles twitching reflexively, he could only let the other person do as they pleased. Then he heard the owner of that foot say, "This is an inhibitor. You're just having a little outburst of emotions. Don't make it look like a murder scene over here."