Saving the overbearing CEO

Chapter 129: Second World: Murdered Lazhie's Best friend

"The royal family surely need to put a leash on Prince Xieshu. This is absolutely outrageous! Like all omegas he should have been married off well-behaved, raising three kids at home but what is he doing? Crashing an expensive mecha straight into the palace. Such nonsense," said one of the hosts off a popular talk show on Valim Network.

News had already been broadcasted to the entire universe of Prince Xieshu breaking the law, stealing Prince Lazhie's mecha and going for a joy ride all over the capital while drunk. The mecha, White Eagle had cash landed in the palace grounds causing irreparable damage.

The first reporters to reach the scene filmed Prince Lazhie wailing while calling out White Eagle's name which had been reduced to scrap.

"I understand your anger but I couldn't help but laugh when I saw Prince Lazhie's crying face haha. You know what, let's replay the footage and you will see what l am talking about," said the second host peering at the 5D image to get a clearview of that hilarious footage with caption 'Prince cry baby'.

The camera zoomed in on Zhao Lazhie who was hugging White Eagle's broken arm crying, "Wuwuwuwu you murdered my best friend, wuwuwuwu Xies-," he said about to call his half-brother by his first name but when he recalled that vicious glare that Zhao Xieshu gave him he changed the method of address, "Oh wait, Xie-dage! What did my mecha ever do to you? Wuwuwuwu," he carried on wailing with no self awareness. This continued until the guards came to confisticate the their devices but it was already too late as the mecha one man funeral was already uploaded on Valim Network.

The audience laughed at this version of the once prideful prince who had lost face in front of the entire universe.

"I have to say, that's not a handsome crying face. Yikes!" said second host with an amused expression.

"I have a good one. What's more worse than an omega driving a mecha?" said a third host who had been laughing his guts out the entire time.

"What?....." asked the two other hosts simultaneously.

"A drunk omega driving a mecha hahahahahaha!," answered the third host bursting into unrestrained laughter but the other hosts let out forced laughter as a full blown out war started on Valim Network. They were three sides to this war. For Xieshu, against Xieshu and a bunch melon seed eaters who were just there to watch a good show.

While another interstellar war brewed on Valim Network, Wen Qinxi was in coma enjoying his well deserved vacation, in his mind of course. To pass the time, he had been either catching up on some action series he hadn't finished or playing some random games with Xia Bai and Hei Bao. Today they were playing some nerd quiz game based on sci-fi movies and comics.

One would ask why a grown man would play such a boring game? This was because this game involved crypto currency which was major money. The winner would walk away with enough money to buy scooter or something of equal value.

Wen Qinxi was initially having a great time but as the game progressed things became a bit weird. For instance Xia Bai seemed to be fumbling through his answers quite often. Not just the difficult ones but the easy ones too. At first he didn't give much thought to it until Xia Bai even got the question for an anime he had been watching nonstop since his early teens wrong. It was a dead give away but the guy just couldn't get it right. At that moment Wen Qinxi decided to say something especially when Hei Bao was on a winning streak.

"Eh, Bai-ge what the fuck is up with you today, huh? Did you forget to take your medicine or something? What kind shitty  game play is this?" complained Wen Qinxi unable to comprehend Xia Bai's change in behavior. Normally he was a competitive person but today he seemed to have lost his fighting spirit with a waft of sweetness permeating the air. It didn't make any sense.

Xia Bai was about to come up with a plausible excuse to appease Wen Qinxi but Hei Bao beat him to it saying, "Bai-ge hasn't been himself recently. Its either he has fallen ill, if I am not mistaken, it must diarrhea for sur-, Ouch!" The last outcry was prompted by Xia Bai slapping the back of his head in a scolding yet gentle  manner.

How could being in love be equited to having bowel movements? But Hei Bao wasn't necessarily wrong in his deduction. Whenever he hung around Xia Bai, the guy would sometimes walk away in a hurry, his face flushed red for some reason. The first time he asked him what was wrong  Xia Bai's response was tummy ache. From then on whenever he was ran off, Hei Bao would assume it was the tummy ache again and even went as far as buying him medicine recommending he go see a physician. This is why he boldly assumed it was diarrhea.

"Diarrhea my ass. How come he's helping you win? Are you two in on it?" complained Wen Qinxi feeling cheated. Something was up with Xia Bai but never in a million years would he have guessed that the other was trying to help his crush win the game to make up for the money Hei Bao lost to Jolie that greedy system.

Hei Bao had been complaining about not being able to buy a limited edition Kitana sword from an anime they had mutual interest in. He could understand why Hei Bao felt the need to buy it as he would love to buy it for himself. It was unbearable watching him sulk like this thus he arranged for them to gamble so he could give him money discretely.

If he was to give Hei Bao the money up front he did refuse thus this was only method he could think of.

"No Qie-ge, why are you being mean. You aren't winning so you assume we are cheating?" this might sound innocent but this was Hei Bao's clever attempt to use psychological warfare and convince Wen Qinxi to play. How could he let this golden goose run away?

"Do I look gullible to you? Fuck this you two play together. I am done!.....Ah! Jolie when can l awake up? These two have a  vendetta against me?' said the Wen Qinxi wishing he could wake up and go mess with Qie Ranzhe instead.

"Such a sore loser," said Jolie wishing it could play on his behalf but it had been banned from gambling with good reason.

"What? Me? Do l look like a certain overly tan president with a yellow wig and can't seem to accept defeat for no good reason?" said Wen Qinxi cutting of the communication channel ready to watch something special.

"Surrrrreee...if you say so," replied the system secretly taunting him.

***

While Wen Qinxi was having  a crappy game night, Qie Ranzhe was having a terrible day. He had been at the imperial palace having a meeting with Emperor Zhao when the accident happened. A loud crashing sound followed by a massive explosion had the palace in a chaotic state.

His first instinct was to insure the emperor's safety but once that was done  he left to check on the scene. The palace guard had the situation under control after deducing that there was no imminent threat. It turns out that White Eagle had taken a nose dive falling from the sky only to crash land into the palace courtyard.

The guards opened the mecha tsking while shaking their heads criticising Prince Lazhie's terrible mecha driving skills. Zhao Lazhie wasn't the best at driving mechas but none of them ever thought it would be bad to the point of crashing. But they were soon proved wrong when they saw Prince Lazhie running over his eyes brimming in tears.

Prince Lazhie was running so fast that he rudely bumped into the Marshal and didn't even apologize wailing, "White Eagle wuwuwuwu! Who hurt you? Who hurt you?"

At that moment everyone became vigilant, if Zhao Lazhie was here then who was inside the mecha?

Under the rumble a foot suddenly kicked open the damaged emergency hatch. Bang! Bang! Two kicks and the culprit emerged from mecha looking bloody and shabby but Qie Ranzhe could easily recognize who it was as he ran over to catch a disoriented Zhao Xieshu. Panic was written all the Marshal's face but Wen Qinxi found it amusing saying, "Oh, they are two of you. That's alright l can fuckin kiss both of you."

Everyone, "....."

Zhao Lazhie, "You are such a fuckin asshole Xie-dage," while wiping his tear stained face.

Though resolute in his decision, Wen Qinxi didn't get to kiss Qie Ranzhe passing out into a coma. The guards sighed in relief otherwise they would have been subjected to the Marshal's dog food.

Seeing Zhao Xieshu collapse into his arms, Qie Ranzhe gently slapped the omega's soft cheek calling out, "Xie come on. Xie wake up, wake up," but Zhao Xieshu remained unresponsive seeming as peaceful as an angel.

Qie Ranzhe glared at the guards standing around like idiots, "What the fuck are you all standing around here for? Call the imperial physician!" he said as he stood up carrying the prince to the infirmary. Ever since that day he had been by Zhao Xieshu's bed side refusing to leave watching over his omega.