After Mr. Yan returned home, he made a phone call to the boxing gym. How could someone with Gu Qinglan's skills be abandoned by the boxing gym?

Uncle Kun's voice was hoarse from the torment of nicotine: "Oh! I don't know much about Xiao Gu's situation, and it's not that I have a bias against him. He may feel it himself, you see, Mr. Yan, although he is a big entrepreneur, he is said to have some interest in boxing. However, boxing, this kind of sport, ah... it's quite special. Some people, they belong to the vulnerable group and at the same time... how should I put it, they might be quite rare. Some people may not be suitable for this sport... right... If there are any uncontrollable physiological phenomena... then troubles will arise if they can't be managed properly... you understand what I mean, Mr. Yan, don't you?"

Uncle Kun, this sly old fox, dissects every word he says, but also gets straight to the point. His words are all-encompassing and easily understood.

Mr. Yan nodded in response.

"Mr. Yan, is there anything else I can assist you with?" Uncle Kun smiled.

"That's all." Mr. Yan hung up the phone.

Uncle Kun clicked his tongue and said, "Although Gu Qinglan asked him to help keep her transformation into an Omega a secret, Mr. Yan is someone we cannot offend. Besides, I haven't said anything, so it's not like I'm breaking my word."

Uncle Kun's words were clear - Gu Qinglan is an Omega. So, was Gu Qinglan the person in the wine cellar that day? AL Corporation has a large number of employees, and there are indeed a few Omegas among them. There were too many people who came to the wine cellar that day.

Mint-scented pheromones are also quite common.

The red wine in the glass was pure and strong, reflecting in Mr. Yan's eyes like a deep and bottomless pool.

But regardless of whether Gu Qinglan is that Omega or not, for him, it originally held great significance. Mr. Yan did not rush to seek the truth, although his intuition told him that Gu Qinglan was that mint-scented Omega, his intuition also told him that now is not the best time to find out the answer.

The next day, Gu Qinglan intentionally went to the market early in the morning, to the stall selling herbs. She asked the experienced old man who sold herbal medicine about how to treat internal injuries. He told her that usually, this was the method to use, and the injuries would heal quickly.

He carried the herbal medicine towards Yan's house and said, "Aunt Mei Yi, could I borrow your pot for a moment?"

Aunt Mei took out a medicinal furnace and asked, "Do you need this medicinal furnace?"

Gu Qinglan said, "No need, no need. Just boil the green herbal medicine and drink it directly."

"Is it to treat the injuries on your face?"

"No... that's not... " Gu Qinglan suddenly recalled the injury on her face...

Mr. Yan was coming down from upstairs when a bowl of bright red medicine almost hit him in the face. Behind the bowl were a pair of pitch-black, eager eyes, saying eagerly, "Mr. Yan, please try it out. It might be effective."

Aunt Mei Yi also said, "Yan Lin, Xiao Gu woke up early to cook for you. Give it a try."

Mr. Yan's deep and profound eyes stared at him intently, and the scar on his face appeared prominent. Gu Qinglan was momentarily startled in her heart and instinctively apologized, "Sorry, Mr. Yan."

Mr. Yan's expression relaxed as he said, "There's no need to apologize." He took the bowl of medicine and drank it all in one gulp.

He knew just by smelling the aroma that it was just an ordinary cooling medicine. Mr. Yan couldn't bear to dismiss his kindness as he looked at the Omega with bruises still on his face.

Gu Qinglan was a little bewildered. Mr. Yan's gaze just now was really strange, as if his soul was devouring him from within, making her feel afraid. Today's Mr. Yan and last night's Mr. Yan were like two completely different people.

The atmosphere inside the car was subtle all the way. Mr. Yan's gaze had not left Gu Qinglan since getting on the car, making him feel as if his whole body was wrapped in a transparent block of iron, unable to breathe.

Gu Qinglan kept her head slightly lowered, her eyelashes trembling slowly. Her eyes darted around, but she didn't dare to look at Mr. Yan even for a moment. Meeting Mr. Yan's gaze would only make her feel more uneasy. Every cell in her body screamed for freedom, her heartbeat fluctuated between fast and slow. However, her brain seemed to short-circuit, and her hands and feet were no longer under her control. They didn't obey her command at all.

It was terrifying. Mr. Yan's gaze turned out to be so terrifying. He emitted no killing intent, yet it made Gu Qinglan feel completely flustered. It was as if an intangible force was surging towards him, covering the sky and the earth, like a giant hand grasping his body, making his breath become rigid and regulated.

Is Alpha's aura really that strong to have such a comprehensive suppression?

So far, he has only experienced this exclusive power belonging to an Alpha in Mr. Yan.

But why was Mr. Yan looking at himself like that? Is it because he felt offended by something I did unintentionally?

Finally, after a long while, that sense of urgency and panic slowly disappeared. Mr. Yan suddenly asked, "Did you forget to apply the medicine last night?"

"...Um, ah?" Gu Qinglan's entire body seemed to still be immersed in the embrace of an unknown power, and it took a while for her to react in a dazed manner. "It's fine, I'm used to it. It's just a minor injury, it will heal quickly..."

Gu Qinglan finally got a chance to catch her breath, as if she were a drowning person who had miraculously survived. Only then did she realize that her back was covered in sweat and her tongue was slightly numb.

Mr. Yan is frightening.