### The Morning Routine
Dou Zi descended the grand staircase of his mansion, each step echoing softly in the vast hall. Waiting for him were his ever-loyal secretary, Jin, and his stone-faced bodyguard, Qing. They were the perfect team: Jin, the meticulous planner, and Qing, the silent guardian. Today, the three of them were dressed impeccably. Dou Zi, in a pristine white suit and coat, looked like a snow prince, blending seamlessly with the winter landscape outside.
As they approached the car, Jin began briefing Dou Zi about the day's schedule. "Sir, you have a meeting with Mr. Lanz at 8:30. At 11, there's a meeting with the Judge from Legal Affairs. Sister Fei arrives at X City International Airport at 2:30, and dinner will be arranged by the head chef according to her preferences."
Dou Zi nodded, listening attentively, and then added with a small smile, "Oh, can we stop by the breakfast parlor after our first meeting? I haven't had their pancakes in years."
Jin smiled back. "Yes, sir. I'll make the arrangements." He couldn't help but admire Dou Zi's fondness for sweet things. Beneath his fierce exterior and relentless drive for revenge, Dou Zi had a softness, a sweetness that Jin had always found endearing.
As the car cruised through the city streets, Dou Zi prepared himself for the day ahead. He reached into his suit pocket, pulling out a small wallet that contained emergency injections. Despite his fear of needles, he always injected himself with a suppressant before meeting an alpha, a necessity that underscored the silent battle he fought every day. He quickly administered the injection, his jaw clenched against the brief sting of pain.
### The Office Meeting
The car pulled up to Lanz's company, and Dou Zi stepped out, his white attire contrasting sharply with the dark, imposing facade of the building. Inside, Lanz sat waiting, his nerves barely concealed beneath a veneer of calm. When Dou Zi entered the room, his dazzling appearance drew all eyes. Even Lanz couldn't help but notice how the white suit made Dou Zi look almost ethereal.
Lanz stood, offering a handshake. "Welcome, Dou Zi. Please, follow me to the meeting room."
As they walked, Dou Zi struggled to maintain his composure. The air felt thick with Lanz's dominant alpha scent, a forceful presence that seemed to press against Dou Zi's will, demanding submission. It was a stark reminder of how things had changed since their youth. Lanz had grown stronger, more imposing, his body now a testament to years of discipline and power. Dou Zi couldn't help but feel a pang of envy and resentment.
In the meeting room, five architects waited, each ready to present their blueprints. Dou Zi listened intently, his keen eyes scanning every detail. Despite the oppressive atmosphere, he maintained a professional facade, making his decision with the confidence and precision that had come to define him.
After the meeting, Dou Zi turned to leave, eager to escape the stifling room. But Lanz's voice stopped him. "Dou Zi, do you have a minute?"
Dou Zi turned, his eyes cold. "Is there something you need, Mr. Fu?"
Lanz, never one for small talk, went straight to the point. "Would you like to go out for dinner or lunch with me?"
Dou Zi's response was swift and dismissive. "I'm sorry, but I have plans. Have a good day, Mr. Fu." He turned and left without another word, leaving Lanz standing in frustrated silence.
Outside, Jin glanced at his boss. "We still have an hour. Would you like to have pancakes before your next meeting?"
Dou Zi's expression softened. "Yes, please."
### The Breakfast Parlor
The breakfast parlor was exactly as Dou Zi remembered it, a cozy, unassuming place with warm lights and the comforting scent of baked goods. The owner, a middle-aged woman with kind eyes, recognized him immediately and greeted him warmly.
"Dou Zi! It's been so long!" she exclaimed, her face lighting up with genuine delight. "You haven't changed a bit. The pancakes are on the house today."
Dou Zi smiled, a rare, genuine smile that reached his eyes. "Thank you. It's good to be back."
As he ate, he felt a strange sense of peace. It was as if, for a brief moment, he was just a regular person enjoying a simple pleasure, far removed from the burdens of revenge and the complexities of his life. The pancakes were as delicious as he remembered, a sweet taste of a simpler past.
### Sister Fei's Arrival
The rest of the day went smoothly, and soon it was time to pick up Sister Fei from the airport. Dou Zi's heart quickened at the thought of seeing her again. She was more than a friend to him; she was a beacon of hope and strength in his darkest times.
As Dou Zi and his team waited at the arrivals gate, the bustle of the airport seemed to fade into the background. When Sister Fei finally emerged, Dou Zi's heart swelled with emotion. She was a striking figure, her presence commanding yet comforting, a living testament to the life Dou Zi had built for himself away from the shadows of his past.
"Sister Fei!" Dou Zi called out, waving. She turned, and her face lit up with a smile that could melt the coldest heart. She hurried over, enveloping Dou Zi in a warm hug.
"Dou Zi, it's so good to see you," she said, her voice filled with affection. "You look well. Strong."
Dou Zi couldn't help but smile. "It's all thanks to you, Sister Fei. I wouldn't be here without your help."
She gave him a playful nudge. "Nonsense. You've always had that strength inside you. You just needed a little push."
As they made their way to the car, Dou Zi briefed her on the plans for the evening. "We've arranged a dinner at your favorite restaurant. I hope it meets your approval."
Sister Fei laughed. "You always know how to spoil me. I'm looking forward to it."
### The Emotional Reunion
Dinner was a lively affair, filled with laughter and reminiscing. Sister Fei had a way of making everyone around her feel at ease, and for a few hours, Dou Zi allowed himself to bask in the warmth of her presence. They talked about old times, the people they'd known, and the plans they had for the future.
As the evening wore on, the conversation turned more serious. Dou Zi shared his plans for revenge, his voice trembling with a mix of determination and pain. "I want them to pay, Sister Fei. All of them. They took everything from me. My family, my friends, my future. I want to take it all back."
Sister Fei listened quietly, her eyes filled with a deep understanding. When Dou Zi finished, she placed a comforting hand on his. "Dou Zi, I know you've been through hell. And I support you, whatever you decide to do. But remember, revenge can consume you. Don't lose yourself in your quest for justice."
Dou Zi nodded, tears pricking at the corners of his eyes. "I know, Sister Fei. But it's the only way I can move forward. I need to make them pay, so I can finally find peace."
She squeezed his hand. "Just promise me one thing. Don't let your hatred define you. You're so much more than that. You deserve to find happiness, too."
Dou Zi's resolve hardened, but he couldn't help the flicker of hope that her words ignited in his heart. Maybe, just maybe, there was a way to reclaim not just his past, but a future filled with love and light.
### The Future Unfolds
As Dou Zi walked Sister Fei to her room, he couldn't help but reflect on the day's events. He felt a renewed sense of purpose, bolstered by Sister Fei's unwavering support. The path ahead was fraught with challenges, but for the first time in a long while, he felt like he was not alone in facing them.
Standing in the doorway, Sister Fei turned to him, her eyes twinkling with affection. "Dou Zi, remember, no matter what happens, you have people who care about you. Don't forget that."
Dou Zi smiled, a genuine, heartfelt smile. "Thank you, Sister Fei. I won't."
As he walked back to his own room, Dou Zi felt a strange sense of peace. The road to revenge was a long one, but he knew that with the support of those who truly cared for him, he could face whatever came his way. And perhaps, in the midst of all the darkness, there was still a chance for light and happiness in his future.