76: I’ve Always Encouraged You to Have More Sex and Do More Secondary Marking
Shen Wenlang: “I’m giving you three minutes to call me back — or bear the consequences.”
Shen Wenlang: “It’s been three hours now, Gao Tu — are you dead?”
Shen Wenlang: “Reply!”
Shen Wenlang: “What’s wrong? Are you safe? Why aren’t you picking up?”
Shen Wenlang: “Gao Tu! Answer me!”
Shen Wenlang: “What the hell is going on? Gao Tu, just send me a message so I know you’re okay.”
…
Scrolling through the countless messages he’d sent to Gao Tu, Shen Wenlang felt an overwhelming sense of helplessness.
All of them — not a single reply. All sinking into the void.
These past days, Shen Wenlang had been severely sleep-deprived.
The back of his head felt like it had been clubbed with a stick, dull pain that wouldn’t stop. His brain foggy, his temples tight, his chest thumping like a rabbit trapped inside.
Three months slipped by, autumn was nearly here — but there was still no word from Gao Tu.
It was as though he’d evaporated, vanished into some vacuum. No matter how thoroughly Shen Wenlang searched, he turned up nothing.
At first, he’d made a big show of looking, but soon stopped being so public about it — he realized Gao Tu was deliberately avoiding him.
Shen Wenlang’s initial strategy for finding him had been fairly scientific.
He reasoned: while Gao Tu could quit work and work from home, Gao Qing couldn’t just stop going to school.
So he quickly pulled Gao Qing’s academic records, hoping to find Gao Tu through her.
It worked.
After surgery, Gao Qing had basically recovered and returned to a normal life.
But when she met Shen Wenlang and heard his reason for coming, this Alpha girl — who bore a faint resemblance to her brother — suddenly showed him extreme hostility.
She immediately called the police, accusing Shen Wenlang of being a stalker who had harassed her for years.
According to law, a male Alpha stalking a female Alpha could indeed be considered a crime.
And the Jianghu police were nothing if not prompt and efficient — they brought both of them in for questioning on the spot.
Once it became clear it was a misunderstanding, Gao Qing demanded to be escorted home separately under police supervision.
Back at his temporary residence in Yishi, Shen Wenlang remotely instructed his search team to continue following Gao Qing while he himself sped off in his car to her place.
It was a shabby little apartment on the outskirts of town.
He pounded on the door for half an hour, his eyes red, before it finally cracked open.
Through the security screen, he still couldn’t see Gao Tu — only Gao Qing’s face full of contempt and disgust.
“What do you want, you pervert harassing a middle schooler?”
“Where’s Gao Tu?”
Shen Wenlang could overlook her insults and accusations — he just wanted to know where Gao Tu was.
“You mean my brother?”
Through the door, Gao Qing sneered:
“I’m fourteen now — I can take care of myself. My brother has his own life. We don’t live together.”
Shen Wenlang didn’t want to argue with a kid.
Anxiously, he sniffed the air, hoping to catch a trace of pregnancy-Omega scent.
A few months ago, he never would have imagined he’d one day want to smell an Omega’s pheromones.
Through the door, a faint, elusive whiff of sage drifted into his nose.
That familiar scent made the Alpha shudder — he pounded the door so hard it rattled loudly.
“Open the door!”
Gao Qing curled her lip, unafraid:
“You want to go back to the police station?”
She glared at him and sneered:
“For such a big shot, you sure don’t want to make the front page as a pervert harassing a schoolgirl, do you?”
“Open the door!”
Shen Wenlang was beyond reason — that familiar scent was driving him mad. He was certain Gao Tu was inside.
To his surprise, Gao Qing really did open the door this time.
She undid the latch, slid the bolt, and stepped back.
“Go on then — see for yourself! He really isn’t here! I suggest you give up already!”
On the other hand, Sheng Shaoyou’s work pace had noticeably slowed due to his condition.
In the early months of pregnancy, his symptoms weren’t too bad — occasional nausea, but his appetite and sleep were fine.
Lately, though, little Peanut had become quite unruly.
The physiological differences between male Alphas and Omegas were significant.
The Enigma mark had given him a reproductive cavity that otherwise wouldn’t exist.
But the cavity walls of an Alpha were inherently thinner than those of an Omega.
At six months, the fetus was already stretching his cavity; though his abdomen didn’t bulge much, his organs were increasingly compressed.
Little Peanut was extremely active — often punching and kicking in his Alpha father’s belly.
He’d started moving much earlier than a normal baby — as early as two months, Sheng Shaoyou could feel him.
Back then the movements were small, manageable.
But at six months and two days, Little Peanut almost scared his Enigma father into cardiac arrest.
That day was gloomy — the longest overcast stretch since the rainy season began.
The gene-editing collaboration between X Holdings, HS Group, and Shengfang Biotech was already well known.
After relentless effort, the project was ready for inspection.
At the first review meeting, X Holdings sent Chang Yu as their rep, while Shen Wenlang and Sheng Shaoyou attended as leaders of their respective companies.
Everything went smoothly, but as Sheng Shaoyou descended from the podium afterward, he staggered slightly.
Intern secretary Hua Yong caught him, steadying his “ailing” young chairman.
Sheng Shaoyou maintained a polite smile throughout, but his pallor was obvious.
By the end, even the reporters noticed he was unwell.
Skipping the planned return to the lounge, he was escorted directly to the car.
Chen Pinming and the driver were already waiting; the car sped straight to HeCi hospital.
Dr. Cai Hong was waiting with an obstetrician.
After examination, Sheng Shaoyou’s condition turned out to be much worse than expected.
Little Peanut’s strength far exceeded that of a fetus his age — his kicks and stretches were already straining the thin cavity walls.
That day on stage, the little guy had gotten carried away; his vigorous movements nearly caused Sheng Shaoyou to black out and fall.
On the exam bed, eyes closed, Sheng Shaoyou said nothing.
Hua Yong held his hand tightly and pressed Dr. Cai:
“Well? What’s the result?”
“Not good.”
Cai Hong frowned gravely:
“His cavity is too thin, and the fetus is too strong. If he accidentally tears the cavity, it will be very serious.”
“How serious?”
“Will you stop interrupting and let me explain?”
“Could you stop wasting time and just tell me the solution?”
“I know you’re anxious. But — don’t be.”
Hua Yong nearly punched him.
“Alpha pregnancies are extremely rare — we lack experience,” Cai continued.
“But your soothing pheromones are effective on both mother and child. That’s why—”
He paused and looked at Hua Yong.
“This next part is private, but please understand I mean no offense.”
Hua Yong nodded impatiently:
“Spit it out!”
“That’s why I’ve always encouraged you to have more sex and do more secondary marking.“
Speaking objectively, he explained:
“An Alpha’s reproductive cavity only forms after being permanently marked by an Enigma.
Research, though limited, suggests that secondary marking during pregnancy helps strengthen and develop the cavity.”
“Meaning, injecting Enigma pheromones during pregnancy makes the cavity sturdier and more durable.
So when you’re intimate, make sure Hua Yong bites your neck to help the baby safely reach full term.”
Then he politely asked Sheng Shaoyou:
“—Is that okay, brother-in-law?”
“!”
Sheng Shaoyou clutched his stomach and glared at Hua Yong:
“Tell me the truth! You didn’t bribe the doctor, did you!?”
Hua Yong, heart aching, dared not protest.
He held Sheng Shaoyou’s hand tightly and soothed him:
“Don’t be angry, Mr. Sheng.”
His gentle orchid-scented pheromones filled the room, leaving everyone feeling calm.
“I know you don’t like my marking,”
Hua Yong crouched by the bed, voice soft:
“But for your health, let’s keep up with regular secondary marking, okay?”
Sheng Shaoyou recalled the time Hua Yong bit his lip without permission, injecting pheromones and leaving a beautiful glowing orchid mark.
Back then, enraged that an S-rank Alpha like him had been marked, he nearly throttled the bastard.
But he hadn’t really disliked it — just couldn’t get used to it.
Now, thanks to the little troublemaker in his belly, he had no choice but to accept it.
Secondary marking?
Damn it!
That’s just a fancy way to say foreplay!
No proper couple keeps biting each other’s glands after a permanent mark — that’s just kink territory!
Fine, even taking a step back, doctors do recommend couples have regular intimacy during pregnancy to keep Omega hormones balanced.
But it’s not like he and Hua Yong hadn’t already been doing that!
How much had Cai Hong been bribed to suggest more sex and secondary marking so seriously!?
Seeing Sheng Shaoyou’s skeptical look, Cai gestured to the obstetrician to elaborate.
The white-haired, highly respected senior specialist agreed.
“Dr. Cai is correct,” the expert said.
“I suggest quantifying it into a target: five times a week, with at least two secondary markings. This should be the minimum.
That is… if your partner can handle it.”
“I can’t,” Sheng Shaoyou replied curtly.
“I wasn’t asking you,” the old man said, turning kindly to Hua Yong:
“Young man, it’s a heavy task, but your partner needs your nourishment. Can you manage it?”
Hua Yong looked as if he’d won the lottery, nodding eagerly:
“I can!”
“Oh, good then.”
Even though the family member seemed delighted, the expert still worriedly pulled Hua Yong aside and prescribed him three boxes of kidney-tonifying pills before letting them go.