"The most suitable way to nourish the flowers is by using the delicate blood of an Omega," Ye Qing smiled indifferently, waving away the servants in the hall.

The translation of the given Chinese novel paragraph to English is: "The flowers in my garden, blooming so brilliantly and charmingly, are all thanks to the efforts of Mr. Ji's admirers."

A seductive smile played at the corner of his lips.

Ji Si Chao put down his bamboo chopsticks and stared at him, dressed in a black suit, inquiring:

Why did I suddenly end up in this outfit?

Ye Qing lowered her enchanting eyes and said, "Today is the anniversary of my parents' death."

Ji Si Chao's whole body paused for a moment, then he coughed lightly twice.

"Sorry."

He knew deep down that the death of his parents was a scar in Ye Qing's heart, and even now, the mastermind behind it has not been revealed. Every time he thought about this, he still felt guilty towards Ye Qing.

"It's okay." Ye Qing shook her head and then picked up some vegetables to place them in Ji Sizhao's bowl.

Ji Sichao looked at his slightly unpleasant expression, then seemingly casually picked up the chopsticks to pick up the food.

"Would you like me to accompany you to pay respects?"

As soon as he said this, it not only surprised Ye Qing, but also astonished Li Bo who was standing beside him.

Every year on this particular day, rain or shine, Ye Qing would go alone and not allow anyone to accompany him. Only when he was alone could he express his grief and longing in front of his parents' gravestone.

Ji Si Chao glanced at Ye Qing with a hesitant expression, then quickly explained:

"I don't have any other intentions. Right now, I am a guest, and it is only natural for me to think about paying respects to the former sect leader and his wife."

After listening, Ye Qing couldn't help but feel a little disappointed. He had thought that Ji Si Chao had suggested going to pay respects together out of concern for him, but it turned out that the other party was more concerned about the formalities.

Seeing that neither of them were saying anything, Li Bo who was standing by the side smiled and spoke up.

Looking at the sky, it's about to rain. The wind on the mountain is strong and cold. It's a good thing to have more people looking out for each other. Master, don't you think so?

Ye Qing snapped out of it and said, "Right, let's go together then."

He squeezed the cup and gazed into Ji Si Chao's pitch-black eyes.

Seeing the other party's agreement, Ji Si Chao smiled again before continuing to eat.

After having lunch, the sky indeed started drizzling lightly. Ji Si Chao looked at the dim sky and then put on a black windbreaker, walking out of the Bai She Tang mansion with Ye Qing.

"Master Tang, Uncle Ji, bring your umbrellas."

The two of them were about to leave when Li Bo stepped forward and handed them two umbrellas.

Ye Qing gazed at Ji Si Zhao's face for a long while, her eyes resembling clear water.

Ji Sichao only took a black umbrella from Li Bo's hands.

"One is enough," he said.

"Let's go," Ye Qing ventured into the drizzling rain alone, and Ji Si hurriedly followed his stride.

The grave of Ye Qing's parents is located in Yaeyama.

The further into the mountain one goes, the more rugged and narrow the path becomes. Therefore, one can only travel on foot. In previous years, at this time, Ye Qing would have to stay on the mountain for a long time. When encountering harsh weather, she might even temporarily stay at the villa built in the mountains.

The villa was not only built to commemorate her parents, but more often, Ye Qing would be there alone, enduring the torment of her estrous period.

That place, filled with inhibitors and the breath of life, must never be discovered by Ji Si Chao. Fortunately, the villa is a bit far from the cemetery, so as long as he doesn't mention it, no one will notice.

The verdant mountains overlap one another, shrouded by sudden rain and mist, resembling a layer of sheer gauze, faint and indistinct.

Ye Qing and Ji Si walked together along the stone path covered with moss, gazing somewhat absentmindedly at the man's broad and generous figure from behind.

In fact, he didn't really understand Ji Si Chao. He always seemed to be both near and far, elusive and inscrutable.

But to say that Ji Si Chao had no feelings for himself, he couldn't believe it. Which Alpha, full and idle, would always secretly take care of another Alpha?

He thought like this, almost laughing out loud.

But in the blink of an eye, the momentary triumph was met with a sudden slip beneath their feet.

"...!" Jisicha listened behind him, not hearing any sound. Just as he turned around, he saw Ye Qing slip beneath his feet and fall directly into his arms. In an instant, the black umbrella dropped to the ground.

A strong and fragrant scent of roses wafted over, leaving Ji Si Zhao stunned.

The breath and sensation were clearly the aroma of Omega's pheromones...

But soon, amidst the hazy mist, the scent, although dissipating rapidly, was still captured by the powerful Alpha.

Ye Qing lifted her head from his embrace and looked into Ji Si Chao's deep, pitch-black eyes, causing her heart to tremble violently.

The estrus period is approaching, and he just became too nervous. He momentarily forgot to conceal his pheromones. Although it was only a faint scent, it was still detected by the Alpha in front of him.

"What was that just now?" Ji Si turned back to his senses, and his hands holding onto Ye Qing tightened a little.

Ye Qing's gaze flickered as she forced herself to maintain her composure.

"It should be the scent of flowers on me. Didn't you also see that the flowers in the garden have been blooming beautifully lately..."

Ji Si Chao frowned after listening:

"But what you have planted in your garden is roses, not roses."

Ye Qing responded in a slightly flustered manner, "Don't say anymore."

Ji Si Zhao looked at him suspiciously, his eyes filled with the innate dominance and suppression of an Alpha.

Ye Qing maintained his composure, fearlessly meeting the oncoming gaze.

The fine rain soaked Ye Qingya's dark hair, as well as wetting Ji Sichao's shoulders.

Ji Si Chao sniffed the faint, refreshing scent in the air, his heart fluttering under the bewitching gaze of Ye Qing's seductive eyes. Then, he abruptly withdrew his hand.

"Sorry."

Ye Qing watched as the other person's warmth slowly drifted away, gritting their teeth tightly. After a while, they finally uttered a sentence:

"Ji Si Chao... I loathe you to death!"

Hating his elusive nature, hating how he quickly withdraws from the ambiguity he gives, hating how he always appears indifferent yet easily captures his heart.

Ji Sichao, upon hearing his accusations, did not get angry, but instead raised both hands:

"Okay, then I'll leave now..."

He picked up the muddy umbrella lying on the ground and handed it to Ye Qing, saying,

"Be careful and stay safe while you're alone in the mountains."