Damn it, I'm surrounded by insane Alphas!

Three days later, in the port city.

The black sedan smoothly drove out of the airport tunnel. Shi Ran went online and opened Weibo, clicking on Cheng Ye's studio account.

Cheng Ye's VLOG before takeoff has just been released, and it has already received over a million reposts, comments, and likes.

So fast?

Shi Ran was a little nervous because they had brainstormed several times and finally settled on the most unconventional topic.

Wild Child Care Guide

They designed a Doberman Pinscher based on Cheng Ye, who appears majestic on the surface but is actually incredibly tough and resilient, yet might just roll over onto his back if you stroke his fur.

Many of the clips were taken casually with Shi Ran's phone, so they were a bit shaky and even a bit blurry, but Cheng Yeqin insisted on including them.

These are some adorable snippets of Noko: Noko pretending to be dead after being tortured by her trainer at the gym; Noko spinning around in front of the mirror in anger after losing a game; and Noko smiling sweetly when she's caught putting on makeup and taking a nap.

It's uncertain whether fans will like this presentation style.

He hovered his fingertip over the screen for a few seconds before, as if making a decision, he opened the comments section.

Fortunately, they were all compliments.

[Ahhhhh, is this something I can watch for free?! Noko is so cute in private!!]

Now I really believe the studio has found someone.

[The person who filmed this video really knows him! Give them a bonus! Did a real fan infiltrate their ranks?!]

[Is it a Doberman? I thought Wild Child was a Beagle.]

Scrolling down further, you'll find almost entirely positive reviews and excited discussions.

Only when his tense shoulders relaxed did he be able to smile.

"What are you looking at? You seem so happy."

Fu Yanshen's deep voice came from the side. He finished dealing with the documents at hand and turned to look at Shi Ran.

Shi Ran directly held up her phone to show him, "Look, the feedback on Cheng Ye's vlog seems to be really good, isn't that amazing?"

Fu Yanshen took his phone and looked down at it quietly.

After staring for a few seconds, Shi Ran belatedly realized what she was doing—

Was he showing Fu Yanshen the video he filmed of Cheng Ye?

What's the difference between this and personally knitting a green hat for Fu Yanshen?

The difference is that the hat can also keep you warm.

Shi Ran opened his mouth, wanting to find an excuse to take the phone back, but Fu Yanshen was already looking at it very seriously, so he didn't want to interrupt.

The video is short, but those few minutes felt incredibly long.

The final frame freezes on the moment Cheng Ye turns back to look at the camera, at which point Fu Yanshen returns the phone.

Shi Ran, feeling a little guilty, tried to explain, "This is all part of my job..."

"Great shot, Ranran."

Fu Yanshen seemed completely unconcerned that the video was of that brat Cheng Ye, and looked at Shi Ran seriously, smiling, "Very impressive."

Shi Ran suddenly felt a little flustered and muttered softly, "What are you doing... Do you praise me blindly no matter what I do?"

Upon hearing this, Fu Yanshen tilted his head slightly, and after a few seconds, he answered seriously:

"certainly."

Shi Ran was taken aback by his matter-of-fact attitude and couldn't help but glare at him: "What you're doing is spoiling her, don't you understand? You have no principles whatsoever!"

A faint smile flickered in Fu Yanshen's eyes as he asked, "What's wrong with it?"

"Spoiled children will become unruly!" Shi Ran tried to reason with them.

Fu Yanshen finally let out a soft chuckle:

"That suits me perfectly."

The system, which was too bad to watch, quietly went offline on its own.

Shi Ran felt that she couldn't communicate with this man at all, and turned away sullenly, crossing her arms.

Even after three days, his arm still aches terribly whenever he moves.

It's all thanks to that doubles match on the tennis court that day.

Although he spent most of his time wandering around the court, watching Lu Lin get bogged down by He Ran and watching Fu Yanshen smash the ball with unwavering force, the aftereffects have persisted until now.

He rubbed his forearm and turned his head to look out the car window.

He recognized this road; it was the way home from the airport. He and Fu Yanshen had walked it many times together, and it was almost exactly the same as before.

It seems like nothing has changed.

Even his and Fu Yanshen's home is an example.

At first glance, Fu Yanshen's home is actually quite similar to Gu Chen's mansion, both featuring a minimalist and austere style.

But upon closer inspection, they are completely different.

Gu Chen's space was futuristic gray and white, while Fu Yanshen's space was entirely dark in color.

There was one exception.

Shi Ran's gaze passed through the living room's floor-to-ceiling windows and landed on the garden on the side.

Even in the darkness of night, you can vaguely see that small area, which is more lush and vibrant than the surrounding area.

That was his garden.

Or rather, it used to be.

While in the dungeon, he suddenly had a whim and asked Fu Yanshen, "Do you have a small plot of land here where I can grow something?"

Shi Ran grew up tending to the flowers and plants with her mother. Her mother loved things that were full of life, and the windowsill was always filled with flowers, like a tropical botanical garden. So the responsibility of watering fell on Shi Ran.

Gradually, he also began to like these plants, watching them stretch their leaves in the sunlight and bloom small, resilient flowers.

He had only asked casually, but he never expected that Fu Yanshen would give him the entire garden.

During that time, Shi Ran seemed to be obsessed with playing Stardew Valley. During the day, he would take a small shovel and run to the garden, huffing and puffing as he worked in the fields.

I was so tired at night that I fell asleep as soon as my head hit the pillow, and my dreams were all about farming.

Sometimes Fu Yanshen would want to do something, but when he touched it, the child would mumble, "The membrane for field number two... hasn't been covered yet..."

Fu Yanshen was stunned for a few seconds before letting out a helpless sigh.

The next day, two more senior gardeners joined the family.

Just as Shi Ran was about to water the plants with her small watering can, Zhou Jin appeared like a guardian deity: "Leave it to me."

Shi Ran: "?"

Zhou Jin remained silent, just kept working. "If it weren't for the boss's orders, I wouldn't be helping you take care of these flowers and plants..."

And so, under his direction and Zhou Jin's hard work, that once desolate corner gradually became quite presentable.

The following spring, the roses and hydrangeas he had planted himself, along with wildflower seeds he had somehow acquired, crowded together in a lively display.

Fu Yanshen would occasionally stand in front of the French windows in his study, looking into the distance, and he couldn't believe that such colors could appear in his life.

Little did he know that shortly after he left the instance, the port city was hit by an unusually heavy rainstorm, so heavy it was as if the sky had burst open.

The garden he had carefully cultivated was ruined overnight.

The pheromones were completely out of control, and the person would frequently develop a high fever that no medicine could help; they could only tough it out.

When the pain became unbearable, I would faint, and when I woke up, the pain would return.

Zhou Jin secretly called a doctor to come and see him.

After examining Zhou Jin, the doctor shook his head and privately suggested that he try finding an Omega with compatible pheromones, which might alleviate the symptoms.

Zhou Jin reluctantly relayed these words to Fu Yanshen.

Fu Yanshen opened his bloodshot eyes and uttered a single word in a hoarse voice:

"roll."

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He stood there, stunned, before the garden, now unrecognizable, a patch of mud.

The flowers are gone, the stand is gone, there's nothing left.

It was so clean it was as if Shi Ran had never been there.

He remained silent for a long time, so long that Zhou Jin, who was standing to the side, couldn't help but ask in a low voice, "Boss, should we... clean it up?"

Fu Yanshen's gaze fell on the ruins, and after a long while he spoke, "Restore."

Zhou Jin was taken aback for a moment: "Huh?"

"Restore it to its previous state."

Fu Yanshen repeated, his tone flat, "How Shi Ran looked before she left."

Zhou Jin frowned, a look of confusion on his face, and muttered softly, "Shi Ran...who is that?"

Even Zhou Jin didn't remember Shi Ran's existence.

"He will come back."

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