Little brother of Cold Alpha CEO

listening in

I slowly left the couch and quietly walked by the kitchen entrance using one side of the wall to hide.

"Yes, he's shorter than the other kids I've seen, do you think?" I heard my mother say.

"Madam Jin, it's too early to tell if he will be an omega." I could hear the doctor shift as if to tell my mother not to jump to conclusions.

"But he's so quiet unlike other kids," my mother rebutted.

"I have been this family's doctor for almost 30 years, Madam Jin, don't you remember young master Jin Tian when he was a child?" He asked rhetorically.

"Yes, well, I gave birth to Xiao Jian at an older age. And I do remember, Tian was quiet, bold, and popular. Tian is an alpha now. Xiao Jian is cautious even with gentle people, he's too mistrustful!" She hurriedly said.

Oh, my mother picked up on that. I would have to be more careful. It didn't help that I stuck to her like a limpet and treated the aunt nanny the same when I didn't. Only in the safety of the estate did I break from them. That's why I was a little unsure what my nanny was thinking when she left me the way she did this morning. I felt my teeth ground from a fleeting thought of my brother's reputation before returning to what my mother said.

What she said was true. My mother was 48 when she gave birth to me, meaning that all her generation sometimes saw me as a grandchild. The youngest of my brother's generation would be in their late teens and kids my age are born from my brother's generation. The aunties think it's cute how I cling to my mother. I would need to fix my clinging soon.

I knew what she was implying about my gender status. I quietly left back to the couch. There were times I doubted my mother's love for me but knowing how much I clung to her without reproach, I always tried to stop my thought process. I figured the impact had to do with the time and place I was born. Why would she worry if I was an omega, though?

Those traditionalists. I hadn't met a family with an alpha pair yet. I had a lot of things I needed to find out now, knowing there was a narrative playing. I thought my brother was talked about a lot but I really had my head in a box. People were trying to please him but not everyone. I needed to figure out who those people were. It was better than nothing.

Fuck! What were the chances that I caught those two fighting this morning? If I were really Jin Xiao Jian, I would have told my mother. I would've gone, 'Mommy, brother was fighting with a pretty man but then they hugged and kissed each other and went back upstairs!' Fuck. I was the point of plot progression.

Instantly, I could feel perspiration gathering on my small forehead. Do I tell her? But no, I couldn't bring myself to. I wasn't sure what the snowball effect would end in. My report would probably be the last straw. It wasn't that my brother was ignorant, (he was,) it was that the plot was meant to play out this way. I also had to worry about Zhou. Would him staying with my brother be healthy? And who was Yan...

Shit! Finally, I remembered. They were fighting over someone named Yan, but Yan who? Ugh. Why did I have a crappy memory? I was supposed to be five and shitting everywhere not worrying about family politics and people's dating life. I rubbed my forehead in frustration.

"Baby, is everything alright?" My mother called from behind the couch.

I nodded feeling a little tired.

"Come, let's go home," She left her hand out for me to grab.

I turned around to grab her hand and she pulled me up before putting her hands under my arms and carrying me out the front door and into the car. The chauffeur was already there to drive us.

I must have been really tired because I woke up in my bedroom with changed clothes. I looked around for a clock before remembering I was 5. I got out of bed to peer outside my window. It was probably late afternoon. I changed out of my pajamas into a different set of clothes. Which had been for a long time the only indicator of my young intelligence or my independence. It was balanced out with my childish snacks and clinginess. After today though and what my mother said. I would have to figure out other alternatives to balance out my act.

I already planned to praise and talk more about my brother faking my hero worship. Now all I had to do was make a friend my age, preferably someone not related to our family circle. It would be fortunate if I could find a family who didn't have the want or need to please my brother. 

This was going to take at least 6 months or more. The socialite events spread out and celebrations were made for different reasons. If I was around my brother's age, I would have more reason to go to business parties. The people here like to celebrate birthdays, births, weddings, and differentiations a lot. Of course, there were more causes for celebration but those were the only events that were age-appropriate to me. The differentiation celebrations were more for finding marriage partners. Me being there was pushing it but I was part of the Jin family. It was informal and impolite not to invite us. I merely went on my mother's whims because of her friends and again, I was a clingy five-year-old.

Before today, I would never beg to go with her but I never tried to stop it. I'm glad I didn't shoot myself in the foot with that. Hopefully, she would take me more to those celebrations. I needed to see that Yan auntie. I finally decided I wouldn't tell anyone what happened today unless they asked. If Zhou and Tian were meant to break up then it would happen.

These were the safest ways to gather information and I couldn't use a computer as much as I wanted. I still had a hard time with anything not pinyin besides the phones here were kind of lackluster. They had never interested me until now because of that. If I was desperate I would check that route out. It was still another ten years before the technology here would catch up with VR or the like.