RBNR Ch37: You want his pheromones

In the afternoon, Qin Bao received a call from the famous model agency Fufang Agency. The call lasted about half an hour, and the person in charge was very sincere, proactively setting a time to meet with Qin Bao in person.

Qin Bao initially declined, saying he was busy with school and didn’t have time.

The person then asked if they could directly contact his agent and start discussions with them.

“We’ll discuss it first, then get back to you, okay?”

He didn’t have an agent anymore, so he could only lie on a campus bench and say this.

Jin Si was also sitting on the bench. Because Qin Bao refused her offer to treat him to a meal, she insisted on buying him milk tea, thoughtfully ordering it without sugar, though Qin Bao drank very little, lounging lazily as if he had no bones, leaning on anything he could find.

Jin Si said, “You look really tired today. Is your body not feeling well again?”

For the past six months, apart from some pre-completed materials, Qin Bao had no exposure and hadn’t appeared on any runways. He missed two consecutive fashion weeks and had long fallen out of the model rankings. Online, people speculated that he had offended some big shot and was being blacklisted.

As for school, he kept taking sick leave, so Jin Si thought he was unwell.

Qin Bao: “No, I’m fine, not that fragile.”

No need to worry, just excessive indulgence.

Could he say that?

Jin Si hesitated and asked, “Qin Bao, I want to ask you a question.”

Thinking she might have noticed something, Qin Bao instinctively touched the gland patch on his nape: “Go ahead.”

“Are you planning to switch to acting?”

Turns out she saw the news on Flow and wanted to ask about that.

Qin Bao lowered his hand: “No, I don’t have that plan for now.”

Jin Si: “I didn’t think so either. I told them, but they didn’t believe me.”

“Them?”

“People at school. Before, Zou Jiudong was pursuing you, and his family owns Sufeng Entertainment. He took a leave of absence around the same time you were on leave, so everyone is guessing if he’s planning to promote you in movies.”

“He took a leave of absence?” Qin Bao was a bit surprised but uninterested, disdainful, “I would never get involved with him.”

“Then you’re still planning to be a model.” Jin Si nodded, “I saw online that your contract with SISI has expired and you haven’t signed with a new company yet. Which one will you choose?”

Qin Bao shook his head, feeling a bit lost.

Actually, Fufang Agency was already at the top of the pyramid, with branches worldwide, able to manage Qin Bao’s work in various countries, making it easy to connect with each region. Their resources were top-notch, and signing with them would ensure a smooth and promising career for Qin Bao.

But what Qin Bao didn’t want to admit was that he was still waiting for SISI.

He is a very sentimental person, even having a bit of a fledgling complex. When he was a child, he wouldn’t allow adults to throw away his old, worn-out toys, even if they bought identical new ones; he still felt the old ones were irreplaceable. He was reluctant to make new friends, and once he decided on someone, that was it. If he got hurt, he would be very upset and hold a grudge for a long time. Even when he first became interested in Feng Chengyu… it lingered for several years.

His Flow name was SISI Qin Bao, and although he terminated his contract with SISI, he still hadn’t removed the prefix until now.

Indeed, he was still waiting.

However, SISI has not taken any initiative, and he is too proud to reach out first.

So, even though he was on the verge of returning to the career he loves, he still didn’t feel very relaxed, because he always felt that old friends are better and new things were not as good as the old ones. But opportunities were hard to come by, and he felt like he’s dreaming, not daring to make decisions easily.

Jin Si was one of Qin Bao’s closer classmates, but she was not in the industry and doesn’t understand him well.

Qin Bao couldn’t confide in her about his worries.

At times like this, he missed Xu Tangzhou very much.

It had been too long since they’ve been in touch.

Was Xu Tangzhou doing well?

If going abroad to start over was truly an opportunity for Xu Tangzhou to heal, then he was willing to let go.

That evening, Feng Chengyu did not come home as promised. There was an incident at the hearing, extending it to the next day, and he needed to meet with several other legislators from the same camp.

The news channel broadcasted a ridiculous scene outside the venue, where one legislator was hurling curses and eggs at another legislator’s car window. The scene was chaotic, and it quickly became a laughingstock.

Qin Bao watched the news video but did not see Feng Chengyu in it.

Given Feng Chengyu’s personality, losing composure and arguing was a disgraceful thing. Even if he had a political disagreement with someone, he would definitely be looking down at the other person like a clown from a higher position.

Then, the meeting was extended to the third day.

Feng Chengyu did not return home for three consecutive days. He sent messages to Qin Bao, but Qin Bao only read them and did not reply.

Originally, they had agreed to meet on Mondays and Fridays. Feng Chengyu didn’t have to report his whereabouts.

Qin Bao even felt that it would be better if Feng Chengyu didn’t come back on Friday either, so it wouldn’t seem like he was waiting at home every day without work.

However, aside from school, Qin Bao had something to do. Uncle Sheng introduced him to a familiar coach, and he started taking driving lessons.

After just two days of learning, he received a call from Shu Helan in the evening: “Xiao Bao, are you at home now?”

Qin Bao had just arrived home: “…Yes.”

Could you call me by my proper name if you’re not an elder?

Sometimes, he felt that Feng Chengyu’s close friend was bad.

Shu Helan laughed and said, “Then wait for me for twenty minutes, your husband asked me to deliver something to you.”

Husband.

Qin Bao hung up the phone.

Now he was sure, this person wasn’t just bad, he was really bad. Birds of a feather flock together, and Shu Helan and Feng Chengyu were two of a kind.

Twenty minutes later, Shu Helan arrived in his silver sedan.

The sunset reflected on the car, shimmering with colorful light.

As soon as Shu Helan got out of the car, he looked at the house: “Tsk, truly luxurious, is Feng Chengyu sure he’s not a sugar baby?”

Qin Bao stood on the path outside the garage, with a large area of white flower clusters behind him, making the whole scene look like a real estate advertisement poster.

“What did he ask you to bring me?”

Qin Bao asked.

“Wait a minute.” Shu Helan opened the trunk and took out a square box, “Open it and you’ll see.”

He felt it must be something strange.

It was a bit heavy. Qin Bao suspiciously took it, and when he opened it, he saw a silver and white motorcycle helmet. He was surprised: “…”

Shu Helan said, “He did his homework seriously and got it ordered overnight through connections. It’s very safe and suitable for beginners. He said if you find it comfortable, he’ll arrange to have a custom one made to fit your head.”

What the heck, it’s just a helmet.

Was it necessary to order it overnight and have a friend deliver it?

“It’s too early.” Qin Bao felt embarrassed, “I don’t even have a license yet, and the school has helmets.”

Shu Helan laughed meaningfully: “Not having a license is one thing, riding or not is another.” He pointed to the motorcycle in the garage and said, “With that machine there, your husband can’t sleep at night, afraid you’ll go racing on a whim.”

One “husband” after another, Qin Bao was speechless.

Unfortunately, he wasn’t very familiar with Shu Helan. Since the guy didn’t know about their situation, he couldn’t correct him and had to swallow this bitter pill: “…I won’t touch it without a license. What’s he worried about?”

In any case, he still thanked Shu Helan: “Thanks for bringing it over. I won’t invite you in.”

An Alpha alone with an Omega, Shu Helan had no intention of being a guest.

But he didn’t expect Qin Bao to be so direct. He somewhat understood why Feng Chengyu was interested in him.

Before leaving, Shu Helan, leaning on the car door, seemed to remember something: “By the way, Xiao Bao, can you give me your friend An Qingyan’s phone number? I have something to ask him.”

Since the guy had come all this way, Qin Bao couldn’t refuse.

They had no connection, so Qin Bao figured it must be something important. He sent An Qingyan’s number over: “Sent it to you.”

“Thanks!” Shu Helan waved, “Bye.”

Qin Bao went into the garage, placed the helmet on the motorcycle, found a good angle, and took a few photos to send to Shan Yiming.

Qin Bao: [Got your son a helmet.]

They hadn’t contacted each other since their last meeting, and Qin Bao hadn’t specifically expressed his gratitude.

This was the least awkward way he could think of.

Shan Yiming responded quickly: [How did you get it?]

Qin Bao: [?]

Shan Yiming: [I ordered the same model for you, but they said it was out of stock and asked me to wait.]

Attached was a screenshot of the order.

Soon Shan Yiming realized: [Alright, it wasn’t out of stock, it was intercepted by you.]

Qin Bao also understood. It wasn’t intercepted by him, but bought first by Feng.

Feeling warm inside, he appreciated the gesture and sent the photos to Feng Chengyu as well.

Feng Chengyu must be busy; he didn’t reply for half an hour.

F: [Do you like it?]

Qin Bao awkwardly typed: [Mm, thanks. How much should I transfer to you?]

Feng Chengyu ignored the latter part of the message.

F: [Put it on and let me see.]

The more Qin Bao looked at the message, the stranger it seemed, bringing back memories of certain situations from that night. Ignoring whether Feng Chengyu wanted to see it or not, he blushed and turned off his phone.

He decided he shouldn’t casually chat with Feng Chengyu in the future.

The next day, Ms. Rong called and asked Qin Bao to accompany her to choose a birthday gift for his grandmother. It had been a long time since the mother and son had gone shopping together, and Qin Bao readily agreed.

Qin Bao had an excellent aesthetic sense. As a top model, the items he bought quickly became bestsellers, with many people buying the same styles, so he was favored by various brands.

Whenever Ms. Rong took her son shopping, she would always come back loaded with purchases, and the items bought as part of sets were always highly utilized.

Over time, whenever Ms. Rong’s friends heard that Qin Bao was present, they would rush to join in the shopping spree.

Before long, Qin Bao was surrounded by his mother and four aunts.

The aunts chatted incessantly, asking this and that. Qin Bao was not at all impatient. He was a walking mannequin with a good-looking face. The aunts loved to use him for fitting and also enjoyed buying things for him.

Finally, finding a moment of peace, everyone went to the VIP room for tea and to pick out jewelry. Qin Bao got a moment of quiet, wandering around by himself before stopping at a display case with a beautiful tie clip.

Ms. Rong, having nearly finished shopping, came over and hooked her arm around his, looking at it as well: “This style might be a bit too young for your father.”

Realizing something, she laughed, “I misunderstood, dear. Are you thinking of buying it for Chengyu?”

“Why would I buy it for him?” Qin Bao’s ears turned red. “It’s for myself.”

Qin Bao rarely wore formal attire, but Ms. Rong didn’t expose his lie and went along with it: “If it’s for you, the one next to it suits you better. But this one really matches Chengyu. He’s always busy with work and probably doesn’t have time to shop. Why not buy it for him?”

“Well… alright then.” Qin Bao called the shop assistant to get it and said, “Guess I’ll let him have it.”

He didn’t bother with gift wrapping, just stuffed the box into his large bag as if it were truly bought casually.

Having finished his shopping, he went into the VIP room to wait for the aunts. Bored, he scrolled through his phone for a while, then sat down and drank two glasses of iced water. The redness on his face still hadn’t subsided.

Ms. Rong reached out to feel his forehead, concerned: “Dear, you seem to have a fever.”

Qin Bao, tall and cool, leaned back on the sofa.

He felt a bit weak and the air was stuffy: “No, I don’t think so.”

Ms. Rong cupped his face with both hands to check: “Your temperature is indeed a bit high. Are you feeling dizzy? Should we see a doctor?”

Qin Bao shook his head, but then the scene that embarrassed him to death happened.

Ms. Rong’s good friend, overhearing, laughed while covering her mouth: “Oh, Qiao Qiao, you’re confused. Bao’er is newlywed; isn’t this obvious?”

Ms. Rong was momentarily stunned.

Qin Bao frowned: “What do you mean?”

The aunt said: “You young people are passionate. It’s been just a few days, and Xiao Feng is already busy with work. This is normal. Bao’er, let Auntie tell you, you’re craving his pheromones.”