After Being Clung to by a Gentle, Seductive Omega - Chapter 18

Whether to abort the child or keep her…

That one sentence made Ji Congyan completely sober.

Bo Shuang had scheduled an abortion for two days later, and just now, the child had nearly been lost.

From the overwhelming joy of learning that she and Bo Shuang had a child, to the instant Bo Shuang denied it and she felt as if she had fallen into a valley, until this moment, Ji Congyan finally realized that this unborn child was about to leave the world in regret.

It was as if a giant bell had struck her heavily.

The enormous emotional gap made an indescribable dull pain press against her chest.

She opened her mouth and looked at Bo Shuang’s reddened eyes, but she could not say anything.

It seemed that no matter what she said, it would be powerless.

They stood in the corner of the room. Bo Shuang’s slender back was pressed completely against the wall. Wearing a patient gown, she looked gentle and fragile. Ji Congyan stood two steps away from her, frozen in place.

The air was so quiet that only the sound of breathing remained.

Just then, there was a knock on the door.

“Miss Bo, President Ji.”

Ji Congyan finally came back to herself completely and silently opened the door.

Cen Sang wore white gloves and held a tablet. She did not step inside.

“President Ji, everything is in place.”

“What do you want to eat?” Ji Congyan looked at Bo Shuang. The question came suddenly.

Bo Shuang was slightly startled. “President Ji…”

“I heard everything you said just now. But Bo Shuang, I am the child’s Alpha mother. You can’t deprive me of the right to see her one last time. From now until my child is buried in the ground—”

She looked deeply into Bo Shuang’s eyes.

“I will stay with… her the whole time. So whatever you want to eat, order as much as you like. Let our child have a full meal before the end.”

Bo Shuang lowered her lashes. “Sour plums, orange juice…”

Every time she named a dish, Cen Sang’s fingertips quickly swept across the screen.

A pregnant woman’s tastes were complicated, and what she wanted to eat usually came suddenly.

Ji Congyan and Cen Sang, who had both experienced taking care of a forty-year-old pregnant woman, understood this very well. They did not show any strange expression at the long list the beauty gave.

At the banquet, Bo Shuang had only drunk half a glass of orange juice before being exposed to R6 and sent to the hospital. She had not eaten much.

After Ji Congyan brought it up, she suddenly felt her stomach was empty, and hunger swept over her.

Everything Bo Shuang wanted to eat was entered into the tablet.

At the other end of the tablet, countless phone screens lit up one after another.

Some people were at the entrances of shopping malls in the city center, some stood before famous private restaurants, and others waited in well-known food alleys in the suburbs. Their eyes watched all directions and their ears listened everywhere. The instant the screen lit up, they sprinted into the corresponding shops.

If there was a line, they paid extra to cut in.

If the shop had closed, that did not matter. A single phone call dragged the owner back to work.

Wanting to eat high-speed rail or airplane meals was even less difficult.

From every direction of the city, east, south, west, and north, at different moments within the same period, several food-delivery drones rose into the air and flew at full speed toward Huaji Medical.

·

After Cen Sang left, the room became quiet again.

Ji Congyan had already moved from two steps away from Bo Shuang to a corner more than ten meters away. Beside her was the room’s air and temperature control screen.

Her fingertip tapped the [Fresh Air System Switch] column.

But no matter how she pressed it, the screen did not respond.

Ji Congyan looked at the gloves she was still wearing.

There were countless germs in public places, especially on things people touched with their hands.

She was used to wearing gloves. Even at the banquet earlier, she had not taken them off.

After hesitating for a while, she silently removed the gloves.

The screen recognized the touch. The fresh air system began operating quietly, continuously replacing the air inside the room with air from outside.

Pregnant women were very sensitive to the smells around them.

Ji Congyan was afraid that the scent she had picked up at the banquet made Bo Shuang feel nauseous, so she discreetly sniffed herself.

The smell was strange. Very unpleasant.

She stood motionless by the air vent and ordered Bo Shuang, “Go sit there.”

Bo Shuang looked at the tall figure standing in the corner. Her legs happened to be tired from standing, and her waist was a little sore, so she walked to the sofa and sat down.

Ji Congyan took the initiative to speak.

“You Yue and I are innocent. We have no intention of forming a marriage alliance. She was merely using me to find an obedient Alpha for her own alliance. Also, Ji Xunwu is not my daughter. She is my biological younger sister, born from the same mother. A real younger sister connected by blood.”

The first half of her words made Bo Shuang’s expression pause slightly, but once the second half came out, faint disappointment appeared in her eyes.

Remembering how Ji Xunwu had called her “Mom” again and again in front of Bo Shuang, Ji Congyan was rendered speechless, unable to defend herself no matter how many mouths she had.

She silently took out her phone and made a video call to Ji Xunwu.

“Sister! Sister Cen said you went to the hospital. Is your body okay? I’m very worried about you. I want to go to the hospital and stay with you.”

“Thank you, Xunwu. I’m not sick. My body is fine. Do you remember your Sister Bo?”

“I remember.”

“Your Sister Bo isn’t feeling well. Can you talk with her for a while?”

“Okay~ Then when I’m in front of Sister Bo later, should I call you Mom or Sister?”

Although Ji Xunwu was young, she realized that her sister not coming home late at night and even video-calling her to keep an Omega sister company was very unusual.

She had heard Mom and Mommy say that this was called meeting the family.

But since she was younger than her sister, this was meeting the little family member.

The little family member tidied her clothes and hair, then sat upright and held the phone solemnly.

“Sister Bo, hello. Let me introduce myself again. I am Ji Congyan’s younger sister, Ji Xunwu.”

Ji Xunwu wore soft, skin-friendly dinosaur pajamas. Her little collarbones were exposed, and her fine, soft long hair was neatly combed behind her. The headboard was in the background.

Her voice still carried the milky softness unique to children, but she sounded steady and serious.

Ji Congyan did not leave the air vent.

Through Bluetooth, she transferred the video to Bo Shuang’s phone.

Bo Shuang looked at the childish face on the screen. In a daze, she seemed to see what the fetus in her womb would look like after growing up. Her lashes trembled lightly.

Her voice became extremely soft, as if she were greeting her unborn daughter.

“Hello…”

“Sister Bo, if you feel uncomfortable, let my sister take care of you. She’s very good at taking care of people.”

“Okay.”

“You are the most beautiful Omega in the world, and my sister is the most beautiful Alpha in the world. She also has many good points.” Ji Xunwu counted on her little fingers. “She is kind, elegant, generous, gentle, patient, has a good temper, keeps herself clean, and has never brought any other Omega into her courtyard. She…”

Ji Xunwu’s little mouth kept chattering, listing all of her sister’s advantages in one breath.

At the end, she concluded, “Being beautiful, tall, and rich are already Sister’s least noticeable strengths.”

As Ji Congyan listened, her face did not redden and her heart did not race. She nodded frequently.

After they had only chatted for a few minutes, there was another knock on the door. Cen Sang pushed a cart of food inside, and the smell on Ji Congyan’s body had almost been replaced by the fresh air.

She ended the call and told Ji Xunwu to go to sleep.

She and Cen Sang worked together with perfect tacit understanding. One opened the packages, while the other arranged the food, as if they had gone through similar experiences countless times before.

This was only the first cart of food. After Cen Sang finished dealing with it, she still had to go outside to receive the rest.

The door closed again. Ji Congyan sat diagonally across from Bo Shuang, sitting sideways so that the injured side of her face never faced Bo Shuang.

Food filled the small living room.

“Eat. Anything you can’t finish will be sent to stray cats and dogs.”

Bo Shuang picked up a glass of orange juice.

Ji Congyan glanced at the packaging.

“The oranges in this glass were freshly picked from an orchard in the south. They’re very juicy. Since it’s July right now, they should be about eighty percent sweet and twenty percent sour, with a rich flavor and fresh fruit fragrance. The glass beside it uses imported oranges. They’re less fresh, but purely sweet. And that glass uses off-season highland oranges. When you drink it, there will be a mixed aroma of tangerine and crisp pear, but it’s cooling in nature. Fifty milliliters is about enough. Any more and the child in your stomach may feel uncomfortable…”

Bo Shuang tasted each one in small sips, and it was exactly as Ji Congyan said.

She loved the first glass of fresh orange juice the most.

Ji Congyan also noticed that the first glass was drunk almost to the bottom, while the other glasses were only casually sipped.

Bo Shuang ate a few sour plums. With Ji Congyan’s introduction, she easily found the one that suited her taste best.

After tasting a few bites of an airplane meal, she stopped eating.

The amount she had eaten was pitifully small.

The beauty’s body was thin and delicate, and her complexion was not very good. She was also carrying a little ball in her stomach. No matter how one looked at it, it was not enough nutrition.

Ji Congyan felt very uncomfortable watching it.

“You’re done eating?”

“Thank you for your hospitality, President Ji. I’m already full.”

“You only drank a glass of orange juice and ate a few bites of sour plums and boxed meals.”

Bo Shuang said gently, “President Ji, I still need to film.”

Ji Congyan said, “I’ll ask for half a month’s leave for you.”

Bo Shuang was helpless. “Dawn is aiming for the Lunar New Year slot. Including filming, post-production editing, review, and promotion time, I can’t take any more leave.”

Ji Congyan calculated. “Who said that? I’ll arrange for the review process to cut in line. At least half a month can be freed up. In any case, hurry up and eat. Don’t starve my daughter.”

The Alpha’s tone was domineering and left no room for doubt.

……

A pregnant woman’s appetite was forever a mystery.

Of the two carts of food Cen Sang sent in, the beauty favored every single dish. Not one was left untouched.

Ji Congyan introduced every dish in detail.

When she encountered something that had only become popular in recent years, she secretly glanced at her phone.

By the time Bo Shuang was full, Ji Congyan’s voice had also gone hoarse.

Pregnant women needed sufficient nutrition and rest.

It was late, so Ji Congyan could not stay in the ward and disturb her.

Cen Sang pushed the food cart past her. Ji Congyan’s stomach began growling wildly.

She had been busy the entire night and had eaten nothing. She quietly called Cen Sang to stop and glanced over the food on the cart.

“Give me that steak.”

Cen Sang lowered her voice. “That’s Film Queen Bo’s leftovers.”

Making the noble President Ji eat someone else’s leftovers was harder than climbing to heaven. But she was truly too hungry, so Ji Congyan reluctantly pretended Bo Shuang had never eaten it.

She finished it elegantly and unhurriedly.

After Cen Sang returned from disposing of the leftovers, she sat with Ji Congyan on the chairs in the corridor.

Bo Shuang’s vital signs were stable. She had already been moved from the emergency center to a ward reserved for the Ji family.

On this floor, there were only the doctor and nurses on duty, with no other patients.

The long corridor was silent. Their two shadows were stretched infinitely long.

Ji Congyan lowered her head. After an entire night of turbulent emotions, she remained immersed in the afterglow of those feelings.

The air was silent for a long time.

Then a hoarse voice slowly sounded.

“Find someone to clean the plot halfway up the mountain that was originally reserved for me.”

Cen Sang froze. “You…”

“I’m not the one dying. It’s my and Bo Shuang’s child who is going to be gone. Cen Sang, my child with her is going to be gone.” Ji Congyan raised her head, her eyes stained red.

Cen Sang had never seen Ji Congyan in such a state before.

She froze for a long while, then also began to feel sorrow and grief with her.

Ji Congyan waved her hand. “Hurry. Who knows, she might be gone tomorrow.”

“Also, prepare the share transfer agreement for splitting off Anji Entertainment. Have those executives come over first thing tomorrow morning for a meeting and recognize their new owner.”

The sorrowful Ji Congyan was still the decisive and efficient Ji Congyan. She calmly waved her hand and asked the nurse on duty to call Bo Shuang’s attending doctor over.

Sun Ru was just about to get off work. Half her foot had already stepped out of the office when she was shouted upstairs.

The top floor of every department building was reserved for the Ji family’s private wards.

“President Ji.”

“Arrange an abortion for Miss Bo tomorrow morning.”

Sun Ru was stunned. “Is this Miss Bo’s… wish?”

Ji Congyan said, “Prepare it. Whether she does it tomorrow or the day after tomorrow will all depend on Miss Bo’s wishes. Also, arrange the materials and draw a few tubes of Alpha gland fluid from me.”

·

Sun Ru helped Ji Congyan apply a suppressant patch.

Three tubes of Alpha gland fluid stood upright by the table, hazy like snow.

“President Ji, it’s only because your rut has just passed that we were able to draw three tubes. Under normal circumstances, we could only draw one. Some aftereffects like headaches, dizziness, and palpitations are normal. I’ll prescribe some painkillers for you later.”

“No need.”

It did not hurt that much. Compared with Bo Shuang’s morning sickness and nausea, this was nothing.

Taking medicine would affect the concentration changes of Alpha pheromones in her body.

Whether Bo Shuang could obtain Alpha pheromones in time to ease her discomfort was what Ji Congyan cared about most.

That night, Ji Congyan did not go home.

She sat on the bench in the corridor, the back of her head lightly leaning against the wall. Listening to her heartbeat, she constantly paid attention to any movement from inside the room.

At the same time, inside the ward, the Omega who should have been resting properly was not asleep.

She had eaten comfortably, taken a bath, and changed into comfortable clothes. The ward was filled with faint wisps of pleasant Alpha fragrance, pure and without impurities.

She knew Ji Congyan was sitting outside.

Her body and mind had both been carefully cared for.

Yet she still could not sleep.

She looked at her phone. Several group chats were discussing what had happened at the You family manor tonight.

[President Ji and President You came out to refute the rumors. They said there’s no relationship beyond friendship, and the marriage alliance is even more baseless nonsense.]

[I knew those rumors were fake.]

[President You was injured tonight, and only Assistant Cen, the butler, and others stayed beside her. President Ji kept about eight hundred meters away from President You the whole time.]

[Even at a time like this, they still keep a distance because of AO differences. There’s definitely nothing between them.]

New messages popped up at the top.

Yue Hong: [Do you know you offended someone!? Don’t give me that nonsense about not drinking. Tomorrow, accompany Young President You—that is, President You’s eldest brother and the others—for a couple of drinks. Drink, and it’ll be over.]

Professor Sun: [You didn’t tell President Ji that you’re not doing the surgery? She asked me to arrange a surgery tomorrow morning. Whether you want to do it tomorrow or the day after is up to you.]

Yue Hong: [Don’t drag things out. Your mother’s condition isn’t very stable. Think carefully about what you should do.]

Professor Sun: [President Ji had three tubes of Alpha gland fluid drawn. They’re at the door. If you feel uncomfortable in the middle of the night, you can take them at any time. They’re good for both your body and the child.]

Yue Hong: [Are you blind? Don’t you know how to reply!?]

Yue Hong’s aggressive messages popped up one after another, dense and relentless.

Bo Shuang was almost forced to the point where she could not breathe.

Professor Sun’s messages, interspersed between them, were like an opening that allowed her to breathe.

With every breath she took, her mind recalled Ji Congyan not long ago: the bright look of the Alpha standing in the corner and nodding as little Xunwu praised her, her steady appearance as she spoke eloquently about every dish, and her proud, stubborn manner as she clearly cared about Bo Shuang yet insisted it was only so her daughter would not go hungry…

No fiancée. No daughter.

The Alpha was bright and vivid, and the air was filled with her domineering, pleasant scent.

Perhaps because she was carrying Ji Congyan’s child, smelling that fragrance, lying on a soft and comfortable bed, and thinking of the Alpha keeping watch outside the door, Bo Shuang’s heart gradually settled.

She felt a sense of stability and peace she had not felt in decades.

The sky gradually brightened.

Ji Congyan had sat there the entire night, dark circles faintly appearing beneath her eyes.

Behind her, the ward door opened softly. She stood up and turned sideways, hiding the injured side of her face.

Leaning against the wall, her side profile was bright and beautiful, her jawline cold.

She had originally planned to ask Bo Shuang, in the calmest tone, whether she wanted to have the surgery today or tomorrow.

She wanted Bo Shuang to sign a share transfer agreement before the surgery.

She wanted to remind her that while waiting for the operation, she could listen to Anji Entertainment’s senior executives report on the work handover to distract herself.

She wanted to tell her that the child’s grave had already been arranged in the place with the best feng shui in the entire city, and that she could visit the grave at any time.

But all those words were blocked in her throat by a wrinkled piece of paper handed over to her.

The soft morning light gently covered the beauty. She wore a patient gown, yet her bearing was still refined and dignified. In a gentle voice, she asked, “Can President Ji take responsibility?”