Seeing the name flashing in his phone, Shen Yuan instantly wore a sour face. The fabled powerful chairman of Hunter Association just sent him six messages out of nowhere.
"Now, this is ominous," Shen Yuan thought.
He's not being pessimistic, but he's simply having a very unpleasant feeling about it.
His fox instincts are whispering in his ears.
However, considering that everything Chairman Mao does so far has a meaning and is perfectly beneficial for him, Shen Yuan clicked it open with gritted teeth.
[Yuan!!!]
[I heard you're in your heat cycle. Will you still be able to report this coming Monday?]
[It's okay if you won't show up for a few days. I know omegas have it rough when they're experiencing their heat cycle. I could give you a few days to rest.]
Shen Yuan felt touched after reading them. It seems like he totally misread Chairman Mao. That old man is quite considerate despite being adorably opportunistic on most occasions.
