In the dim lighting, every person’s face was cast with a shadow, adding a layer of obscurity.
The bartender looked at the newly confessed couple, speechless, unable to resist the urge to comment, “So you weren’t dating before?”
The young man shot him a puzzled glance, as if silently asking, How could you ask such a brainless question?
The bartender thought, “… I shouldn’t have said anything.”
“Master, I’ve finished washing the glasses.”
“Oh, here’s the order slip. Follow the code to make the drinks. Ask me if you need help.”
“Got it, master.”
The bartender’s apprentice was an Alpha—honest and obedient. Even though he harbored feelings for Xia Yan and often stole glances at him, he prioritized work, always finishing his tasks first. Among the many admirers of Xia Yan, he was considered the most normal.
Thinking of this, the bartender let out a heavy sigh.
Xia Yan had always had a crowd of admirers, but in the past, they were manageable. Once rejected twice, most would leave, realizing they had no chance.
But now… instead of giving up, they seemed more determined, secretly competing to send him gifts.
Their persistence unsettled the bartender, who worried Xia Yan might get in over his head, leading to unforeseen consequences.
As for Xia Yan himself…
Seeing him flirt so carelessly with the Omega, the bartender could only hope his interest would last longer—preferably forever- this time.
The rich liquor slid down his throat, leaving a sweet aftertaste.
Slowly, the young man finished four glasses of wine. A faint blush crept onto his pale cheeks, and his body began to heat up. He opened his mouth to suggest leaving.
Suddenly, a calm and smooth male voice came from behind, “Long time no see, Mr. Xia.”
“?”
He turned around to see an Alpha wearing gold-rimmed glasses, refined and gentlemanly, walking towards him. The man seemed vaguely familiar.
*Hmm… Where have I seen him before?*
The alcohol muddled Xia Yan’s mind, causing him to tilt his head in confusion, unable to recall immediately.
“In just half a month, Mr. Xia has already forgotten me?” The man sat down beside Xia Yan with a composed air and said, “Do you still like the watch I gave you?”
A flood of memories rushed through Xia Yan’s mind—the watch, the pink diamond earrings.
Xia Yan finally remembered as the man’s face aligned with his memories.
“…”
He had just discussed this with the system, hadn’t he?
Steadying himself, Xia Yan resumed his usual carefree demeanor, smiling as if suddenly realizing, “Oh, it’s you. The things you gave me are quite nice.”
Expensive enough and memorable enough.
“What a pity,” the man sighed softly, his brow furrowing with a trace of melancholy that stirred sympathy, “I thought after our last meeting, Mr. Xia would remember me.”
After a brief pause, he turned to look at Shen Wenqing, a flicker of wariness in his eyes, though his tone remained as gentle and kind as ever. “And who might this be?”
Shen Wenqing responded calmly, “Hello, I’m Yan Yan’s boyfriend.”
The last three words were emphasized heavily.
Upon hearing “boyfriend,” Wen Changming froze, his eyes darting between the two in disbelief. As he leaned in closer, his keen Alpha senses finally detected the faint peach scent of Omega pheromones lingering on Xia Yan.
Where could a Beta get pheromones?
It could only mean he had recently been intimate with an Omega.
In his mind, vivid images flashed of Xia Yan embracing another, passionately kissing and biting their gland, soaking in the other’s warmth and comfort.
Intense, indescribable jealousy surged from deep within.
The smile faded from the man’s face as his expression darkened. His hand clenched tightly around the wine glass, veins bulging on the back of his hand.
“Crack!”
The delicate wine glass shattered under his thumb, sending champagne spilling everywhere.
Before anyone could react, there was another sharp crack as the glass fully broke apart.
His hand was now soaked in champagne, with sharp shards embedded in his palm, blood slowly seeping out.
“Sir, are you alright?”
“You…” Xia Yan looked at him, startled.
“Apologies, I need to go tend to this,” Wen Changming said coolly. He began walking towards the restroom, but he stopped and turned back after two steps. “Mr. Xia.”
Xia Yan blinked at him, puzzled.
With a softened tone and a carefully crafted smile, the man asked, “Would you mind waiting for me? I brought a gift for you. I think you’ll like it.”
To be honest, Xia Yan didn’t care about gifts.
But for the sake of maintaining his persona…
The young man nodded, composed, “Alright.”
“Thank you, Mr. Xia.”
Even when offering a gift, Wen Changming thanked him as though Xia Yan were doing him a favor by accepting it.
His attitude was always excessively considerate, making people feel comfortable.
As he left, his eyes briefly locked with Shen Wenqing’s. Cold and disdainful, the two exchanged a silent look of mutual loathing.
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The washroom at the upscale, members-only bar was spacious and pristine, with rose-scented air freshener filling the space.
Wen Changming opened the first-aid kit he’d requested from the staff and methodically removed the shards from his hand. His expression didn’t change as he disinfected the wounds with alcohol and wrapped them in bandages.
The whole process was fluid and practiced.
After cleaning up, he removed his glasses, massaging his temples in exhaustion.
The man was undeniably handsome, but his pale skin and dark circles under his eyes gave him a slightly worn-out appearance.
He hadn’t expected that Xia Yan would get a boyfriend—and an Omega at that in just two weeks.
AO, BB, and AB pairings were common in modern society, but a BO relationship? That was incredibly rare, almost unheard of.
Omega biology was unique.
Though suppressants could minimize discomfort during their heat, each suppression only worsened the next heat cycle. Over time, even the strongest Omegas would crave an Alpha’s comfort, physically unable to resist.
A Beta could never be their best choice.
Wen Changming smirked at his reflection, letting out a mocking laugh. How long can this relationship last?
Two weeks—how deep could their feelings possibly run?
Even in front of his so-called boyfriend, Xia Yan was still accepting his gifts, as carefree and unbothered as ever, above it all.
Including love.
Now was not the time to retreat.
Wen Changming hid the hostility in his gaze and returned to the bar.
“My apologies, Mr. Xia. I took a bit longer than expected to treat the injury.” He smiled politely and presented the gift without waiting for a reply. “I hope you like it.”
Xia Yan’s tastes had always been clear—like a dragon, he adored expensive, sparkling treasures.
A gemstone brooch was the perfect gift.
Last time, he was given earrings. This time, he was given a brooch, intricately designed with golden vines, green leaves, and a red rose. It was an exquisite piece that glittered like art in the light.
Xia Yan’s eyes lit up, taking it in his hands, fascinated.
“So beautiful.”
“I’m glad you like it,” Wen Changming smiled, pretending not to notice the presence of the actual boyfriend, and added with a soft voice, “Would you like me to help you put it on?”
Xia Yan shook his head. “No need, it doesn’t match my outfit today.”
Wen Changming looked genuinely surprised, offering a heartfelt compliment, “How could that be? You have such an extraordinary aura, Mr. Xia. You can pull off anything.”
Xia Yan glanced at his plain black T-shirt, falling into silence.
Dude, there’s no need for over-the-top flattery.
He knew these people pursued him more for fun than real affection. Some might like him a bit, but love? Definitely not. The excessive praise made him feel guilty.
And for some reason… Everyone seemed to love giving him roses. Beaufort from the last world had also gifted him a rose brooch, if he remembered correctly.
These thoughts passed quickly, and the young man, sticking to his character, assumed a satisfied, arrogant posture, as if to say, Of course you’re right.
“Well then, you can—” help me put it on.
Before he could finish, a slender, pale hand lightly gripped the brooch’s end.
Xia Yan instinctively let go, puzzled, “?”
“It’s very pretty,” Shen Wenqing remarked with a nod, his tone casual. “But as his boyfriend, I’ll help Yan Yan put it on.”
Xia Yan didn’t mind and nodded in agreement.
Shen Wenqing, slightly taller than Xia Yan, bent down. His fingers brushing against the young man’s skin through the thin fabric sent a tingling sensation.
Was that an accident?
Xia Yan frowned slightly but said nothing.
After fastening the brooch, Shen Wenqing smiled approvingly, “It looks great on you, but… it might be uncomfortable. Let me take it off.”
The brooch’s weight pulled down the light fabric of Xia Yan’s shirt, making it somewhat tight around his shoulders.
Without waiting for a response, Shen Wenqing quickly removed the brooch and placed it back into its box. “I’ll hold onto it for you.”
Xia Yan nodded, “Okay.”
Wen Changming: “…”
Watching Shen Wenqing’s subtle display of dominance, Wen Changming couldn’t help but sneer inwardly
“Mr. Xia, I’ve heard you’ve recently moved into a hotel.”
Xia Yan raised an eyebrow, scrutinizing him carefully as suspicion flashed across his eyes. “How do you know that?” So much attention… could it be that…
“Mr. Xia, you’ve misunderstood. It was my cousin who told me,” Wen Changming briefly explained the situation involving Wu Qin and how he came to know about Xia Yan’s move. With a troubled expression, he added, “I was just very worried about you, so I asked someone to look into it.”
“Sorry, I didn’t mean to pry. It’s just that, as your fan, I naturally care about your well-being.”
“Coincidentally, I have some connections at the police station, which is how I learned about you being followed.” At this point, Wen Changming let out a soft sigh and casually remarked, “Speaking of which, I guess your boyfriend doesn’t know about this yet, does he?”
TN : thank you everyone for reading! I’m going to make a new update schedule for TCFGBH soon. I have to prepare something and I’m afraid I cant keep up with the current schedule (┬┬﹏┬┬) anw you can check my other translations project here! have a great night everyonee~