72 (2nd cp): He Suspected That Shen Wenlang Was the Alpha Who Got Gao Tu Pregnant.
Gao Ming’s conversation topics were of little substance — mostly asking about Gao Tu’s salary and why he left his job.
At first, Shen Wenlang perfunctorily entertained him, disinterested. But the moment Gao Ming started talking about Gao Tu’s romantic life, Shen Wenlang’s attention finally focused.
“That kid, Gao Tu — quiet all day long, never much of a people person since he was little. When I heard he actually had a partner, I was really surprised.”
Hearing this, Shen Wenlang lowered his arms from his chest, leaned slightly forward, and asked:
“You knew he was seeing someone?”
“Mm.”
Gao Ming crossed one leg over the other, reached for the ashtray, exhaled a smoke ring, and continued:
“I only found out not long ago. But judging by Mr. Shen’s reaction… you already knew?”
He stared closely at Shen Wenlang, trying to catch a crack in his composure.
The night before, Gao Ming had lain awake thinking it over — the more he thought, the stranger it seemed.
Why would such a big-shot like Shen Wenlang personally call him about an employee who’d already resigned?
On the phone, this wealthy magnate of Jianghu City had emphasized several times that he had something important to confirm directly with Gao Tu.
But no matter how he tried to figure it out, he couldn’t imagine what matter could possibly require a rich boss to personally contact a former secretary.
Until he met Shen Wenlang in person — and caught that tense expression when the topic of Gao Tu’s “partner” came up — then a wild, absurd guess slowly formed in his mind.
He suspected… that Shen Wenlang was the Alpha who got Gao Tu pregnant.
After receiving the call from the Omega protection organization, Gao Ming quickly got in touch with the attending doctor.
He spent the whole afternoon poring over Gao Tu’s medical records and learned from the doctor that Gao Tu had an Alpha partner who hated Omega pheromones.
Now, Shen Wenlang’s excessive concern for Gao Tu’s whereabouts — and his abnormal reaction to hearing about Gao Tu’s “partner” — all but confirmed Gao Ming’s suspicion.
He quietly pulled out his phone, pretending to check messages, and quickly typed into a search engine:
“Jianghu Shen Wenlang hates Omegas”
Sure enough, gossip sites had reported related news.
Gao Ming read on impassively, becoming more and more convinced that Shen Wenlang was the Alpha who had impregnated Gao Tu.
His heart leapt with joy.
It was almost 12:30 now — Gao Tu would arrive any minute. Gao Ming’s pulse pounded like a drum; he felt closer than ever to striking it rich overnight.
He’d always thought of Gao Tu as an unremarkable Beta. Who would’ve guessed he was actually an Omega — and not just pregnant, but carrying a rich man’s child?
All these years, he never realized that the shy, awkward little rabbit was actually a golden goose.
But confirmation was still needed.
Faced with such a high-priced golden goose, Gao Ming dared not act rashly — one wrong move and the duck would fly away.
Shen Wenlang, meanwhile, was thoroughly unimpressed with Gao Tu’s father. Not just his appearance and speech — even more egregious, he’d made Shen Wenlang come at 11:30 only to sit here waiting for an hour? Wasn’t Shen Wenlang already anxious enough?
And to top it off, just half an hour before the agreed 12:30, Gao Ming suddenly excused himself to step out.
“Mr. Shen, just sit tight — I’ll be right back.”
Though he said that, Shen Wenlang’s face immediately darkened at the audacity.
If this deadbeat hadn’t been Gao Tu’s father, he would’ve slapped him on the spot instead of swallowing his anger and sitting here waiting like a fool.
Gao Tu better show up on time.
If he was even one minute late, Shen Wenlang was ready to explode.
Trying to calm himself, he anxiously pulled out his phone and scrolled through his WeChat conversation with Gao Tu.
Half an hour ago, he’d sent another message — but it had been ages since the last reply.
Gao Tu was like a stone thrown into a bottomless pit, or a needle dropped into the sea — utterly silent.
Gao Tu’s Moments weren’t set to private, but he rarely posted anything personal. The most recent post dated back to when Shen Wenlang had taken him fishing on Taihu Lake.
That fishing trip had left a deep impression.
Because Gao Tu was so clueless he couldn’t catch a single fish all day, even in the most abundant spot.
Unable to stand it, Shen Wenlang had personally wrapped his arms around him from behind, teaching him how to bait the hook, adjust the float, cast, and reel in.
Gao Tu had been so nervous, his movements became even stiffer.
Still, with Shen Wenlang’s guidance — impatient though it was — he finally caught a fish.
To celebrate, Gao Tu posted a Moments update:
“Thank you, Teacher Shen. 🎣 ☀️ 💫”
The post was vague and awkward, but Shen Wenlang had still given it a like.
Because for all his clumsiness, Gao Tu was endearing.
Shen Wenlang rarely interacted on Moments.
So under that post, a bunch of coworkers’ avatars followed his, chiming in with praise and encouragement.
In contrast, Gao Tu’s other few posts were lonely and cold.
Shen Wenlang scrolled down, one after another, silently complaining that Gao Tu posted too little — and seldom attached photos — mostly just reposting company news.
Quickly, he reached the very bottom of Gao Tu’s feed.
On impulse, he started liking every single post from the first one up to the most recent — over thirty likes in a matter of minutes.
Meanwhile, unaware of any of this, Gao Tu — having registered a new WeChat and planning to start over — woke up early that morning.
When he opened his eyes, his vision went black for a moment. He lay still for a while before forcing himself to sit up.
His head spun, his stomach churned, and every muscle ached like he’d been run over by a truck.
If every Omega’s first trimester was this bad, the world’s population would drop by half, he thought dryly, managing a faint smile at his own grim humor.
After washing up and eating breakfast, he sat at his computer to translate a business document — a freelance job he’d picked up.
With AI and online translation improving, the pay was low, but it was the only work he could do from home.
Thankfully, he still had some savings and the rent was well below market rate.
He and his sister were staying temporarily in a new apartment owned by an old neighbor, who had given him a steep discount.
Not long ago, he’d run into an old acquaintance on the train home — the brother of their former next-door neighbor, two years older, a sunny Alpha with dimples.
“Little Bunny, you’re heading home too?”
After more than a decade, the man greeted him as if no time had passed:
“You’re just the same as you were. I recognized you instantly.”
When they left their hometown, Gao Qing had only been two. Unlike her brother, she didn’t remember this overly familiar Alpha and eyed him warily.
“And you are?”
Before Gao Tu could answer, Gao Qing shot off a series of sharp questions:
“What’s your name? Where do you live? How well do you know my brother? Sorry, he’s bad at saying no — but I don’t know you.”
“It’s okay.”
The Alpha wasn’t offended; he just laughed warmly:
“Ah, so you’re Qingqing. You’ve grown so much. I’m Ma Heng — I used to live right across from you. You wouldn’t remember; you were tiny when you moved away. I’ve thought of you both often — Little Bunny used to bring you over to my place to catch goldfish! Time really flies.”
Tall and earnest, Ma Heng still seemed reliable and nostalgic.
“I work in Hang City now. I’m just home visiting my grandma. Funny how we ran into each other like this.”
“Your grandma?”
Gao Qing finally connected the dots.
“Is your grandma Granny Gao?”
“That’s her.”
His grin softened a little.
“Didn’t expect you to remember.”
At his prompting, some dim memories resurfaced for Gao Qing — the yellow-wood house full of goldfish in glass tanks, and the kindly old woman who always smelled faintly of incense.
“Does Granny Gao still pray?”
Surprised she remembered such details, Ma Heng’s smile faltered. After a pause, he said quietly:
“She passed away a few years ago. Tomorrow’s her memorial.”
Gao Qing froze — she hadn’t realized “visiting grandma” meant visiting her grave.
Gao Tu was taken aback too, quickly apologized for her and gently changed the subject.
“So are you living alone now?”
He remembered Ma Heng’s parents had died young, and he’d been raised by his grandmother.
“Yeah. Alone. The old house is still there, but I hardly stay there anymore.”
Proudly, Ma Heng shared:
“Compared to big cities, housing here is cheap. I bought two new apartments when prices were low — now I only use one; the other’s an investment.”
“That’s great. Congratulations.”
Sincerely happy for his old neighbor, Gao Tu smiled faintly.
“But what about you? Little Bunny — have you been well all these years?”
After a beat, Gao Tu nodded:
“I have.”
“That’s good then.”
Ma Heng smiled yet again — as if running into them was the best thing in the world.
“I worried about you two all these years — worried Uncle Gao couldn’t take proper care of you.”
He hesitated, then asked:
“And Uncle Gao? Do you still live with him?”
“No.”
This time, Gao Qing answered sharply, her frown and keen tone making Ma Heng realize Gao Tu probably hadn’t been honest — things clearly hadn’t been good with Gao Ming.
To spare Gao Tu any more discomfort, Ma Heng quickly changed the subject:
“So where are you staying now? Still at the old place?”
“No,” said Gao Tu.
“The house in town was sold. The countryside homestead is unlivable. We’re looking for somewhere.”
“Oh, so you’re staying at a hotel?”
“No. We plan to stay long-term.”
“Ah? Not going back to Jianghu?”
Seeing Gao Tu silent, Ma Heng didn’t press — instead, kindly offered:
“Finding a place is a hassle. Why not stay in my spare apartment? It’s empty anyway — you’d actually be doing me a favor.”
“Thanks, Heng-ge, but we don’t want to trouble you. We’ll find something ourselves.”
“It’s no trouble!”
Seeing his reluctance, Ma Heng immediately offered to rent it at half the market rate, even framing it as helping him out.
Reluctantly, Gao Tu finally agreed to rent the apartment at 80% of market price. That same day, he and Gao Qing moved into their new home.