You're sending max-level players to be cannon fodder?

Meng Jingting changed her clothes in the courtroom's lounge.

On the way, they also encountered Xie Wencheng.

The two were childhood friends, and they chatted casually as they walked from the parking lot.

"That is..." Xie Wencheng narrowed his eyes.

Tan Que, standing to the side, wore an expression of anticipation, as if watching a good show.

Sure enough, Xie Wencheng's face clearly showed that he had seen a ghost.

"That's Zhong Xun?!"

Tan Que leaned closer, "Young Master Xie has excellent taste!"

Xie Wencheng: "..."

Zhong Xun stood not far away, wearing a gray suit, with one hand in his pocket. When he saw them stop, he walked straight up to them.

"Good morning," Zhong Xun greeted him warmly.

Everyone: "..."

Zhong Xun didn't mind and looked at Meng Jingting, "Are you done with your work?"

"Um."

Meng Jing paused for a moment, then asked, "What gift did you send?"

I remembered Zhong Xun saying he was ready.

Zhong Xun: "I gave two hundred."

Everyone: "…………"

Meng Jing closed his eyes briefly.

The Punishment of Indulgence

Zhong Xun couldn't help but laugh.

The sunlight gently swished along his lowered, joyful eyelashes, lingering and sparkling at the corners of his eyes, captivating all who saw it.

Meng Jingting's fingers, which were placed at her side, tightened slightly.

Just then, Qi Tian and Yu Zhouci came out.

Guests came forward to offer their congratulations, their elegant attire and cheerful voices filling the air.

  

Qi Tian's appearance is very similar to Qi Heye's when he was young, which is one of the reasons why Qi Heye likes him more. He is not particularly outstanding in appearance, but he is clean and lively, especially his eyes, which he inherited from his mother. When he wants to look innocent, he looks particularly innocent.

Yu Zhouci, a strong A-level Alpha, is said to have a pheromone body that is a white leopard. He is usually cold and serious, and only shows some gentleness when he sees Qi Tian.

Zhong Xun glanced at it indifferently, as if watching ants on the ground fighting tooth and nail over a crumb of bread.

"Dad, what's wrong?" Qi Tian asked in surprise.

The few remaining strands of hair on Qi Heye's forehead were stuck tightly together, and a large patch of his clothes was wet.

After asking this question, Qi Tian looked at Zhong Xun almost instantly.

Zhong Xun smiled faintly and met his gaze calmly.

"N-nothing," Qi Heye replied, but in his heart he was thinking, "I should have rushed over and slapped Zhong Xun twice, then made him hide somewhere and cry. That bastard!"

But the words that came out were just a vague reply: "Dad was careless. I'll go clean up. You all go and entertain the guests."

In fact, Qi Tian didn't hear what Qi Heye said after that. He thought he would see another gloomy, struggling, and ugly Zhong Xun, but unexpectedly, the other party stood tall and elegant. The light shining on him in that instant suddenly pulled him back to more than ten years ago—

The first time he met Zhong Xun, the other man stood on the stairs like this, with a faint smile on his face, looking down at him.

This made Qi Tian's inferiority complex completely exposed.

"Big brother?"

Zhong Xun: "Who's your brother?"

"Zhong Xun, don't go too far." Yu Zhouci stepped forward and put his arm around Qi Tian's shoulder.

Qi Tian looked at him with loving eyes.

Meng Jingting's eyes darkened.

"I've come to congratulate you on your engagement. Mr. Yu, please don't be so ungrateful," Zhong Xun said calmly.

Xie Wencheng and Tan Que exchanged glances; this wasn't going to happen!

With the boss around, shouldn't Zhong Xun have acted like a dog, ready to explode at the slightest provocation, spouting nonsense at Qi Tian? And then, before the other party could even speak, he got so angry that his face turned red, leaving the boss to clean up the mess. Why is he so calm?

Yu Zhouci was clearly also surprised.

Zhong Xun's patience ran out. "Please continue, everyone. I must take my leave now."

After Zhong Xun left, Meng Jingting spoke up: "He's my Omega. Before you cause him trouble, didn't you ask me first?"

"No, Brother Jingting," Qi Tian said somewhat anxiously, "I thought it was Big Brother..."

"Your relationship with Zhong Xun is like oil and water; calling him 'Big Brother' sounds so fake," Meng Jingting interrupted.

Qi Tian slumped down upon hearing this. Yes, when had Zhong Xun ever given him a kind look? But it didn't matter. He was just saying it out of politeness for others to hear. Meng Jingting was protecting Zhong Xun now, but what about later? He had heard that the two of them were preparing for a divorce.

Yu Zhouci dared not refute. A strong A-class is no match for an S-class class; he can only be forced to bow his head. The two families have a long-standing relationship, so there is no need to fall out over Zhong Xun.

Zhong Xun was able to marry Meng Jingting because of their high compatibility score of 70. Otherwise, Meng Jingting's partner would not have been him.

"I'm sorry, it was my oversight." Yu Zhouci nodded in apology and then changed the subject to a collaboration on new energy.

Qi Tian lagged half a step behind and, as he wished, heard a word of comfort.

"Xiao Tian, ​​are you alright?"

He is a handsome B-level Alpha named Su Shengjie, one of Qi Tian's lapdogs. Because he is no match for Yu Zhouci, he can only silently protect him.

Qi Tian's eyes reddened slightly, and he shook his head, saying, "It's alright, Big Brother didn't mean it."

Su Shengjie's face was gloomy.

Xiao Tian is so kind, but Zhong Xun is just endless!

Su Shengjie suddenly had an idea.

With so many guests gathered at the engagement banquet today, it's no surprise that Zhong Xun, with his troublemaking nature, would get a beating.

Once you're in a place without surveillance, just suppress your pheromones.

Even if she were discovered, Meng Jingting wouldn't go to the trouble of ruining Yu Zhouci's place for someone so low-class.

*

Meng Jingting and Xie Wencheng walked to the beach.

Xie Wencheng couldn't keep his mouth shut. Don't think he couldn't tell that Meng Jingting's mood had been off ever since he came in and saw Zhong Xun.

"What's going on between you and Zhong Xun?"

Meng Jingting found a beach chair and lay down. "I was originally planning to get a divorce."

"What?! Divorce?!" Xie Wencheng picked up another beach chair with one hand and sat down next to Meng Jingting with a "thud." "Really?"

Rumors circulate that Meng Jingting and Zhong Xun are as distant as ice, but as a friend, he knows some of the inside story. Pheromones compatibility doesn't matter much; if Meng Jingting doesn't want to get married, no one can force her.

"Wasn't that just said in anger?"

Meng Jing asked the waiter to bring a bottle of strong liquor, poured himself a glass, and drank it all in one gulp.

The sound of waves crashing in the distance.

"I just feel like this can't go on forever." Meng Jing's voice was devoid of any extra emotion. "I think he might be more rational if I don't have to clean up his mess."

Xie Wencheng was speechless. In the end, it was all because of Zhong Xun.

"Fine, let's drink."

Xie Wencheng silently shed tears in his heart. What good is it for Zhong Xun, that heartless bastard, to keep an eye on those few people surnamed Qi every day?

The two of them finished a bottle in no time, and then a gust of wind made them gradually feel dizzy.

Xie Wencheng put his arm around Meng Jingting's shoulder and said, "Boss, there are plenty of fish in the sea, let alone someone like you."

Meng Jingting shook his head.

His life was exceptionally busy. In the past two years, pollutants had multiplied. To maintain the current stability, the adjudicators needed to work desperately to eliminate them. S-level pollution represented overwhelming force, but one day in the future, he would inevitably encounter another extremely troublesome S-level pollution. He simply didn't have the energy to devote to emotions.

He had waited for it.

As for the future... deep in Meng Jingting's pupils was a sullenness that had accumulated over the years. He could no longer live just for himself. "Freedom" and "recklessness" had become conceptual things to Meng Jingting. On his shoulders was the survival of the entire Tribunal and the future of humanity.

Let Zhong Xun live on like this; at least he has paved his own way for the future.

But when he finally managed to bring up divorce that night, Zhong Xun refused and forcibly conducted emotional counseling. This caused ripples in Meng Jingting's usually meticulous and stable mind. He indulged himself for the first time and found temporary numbness in alcohol.

In the past three years, Meng Jingting has rarely gotten drunk.