TCFGBH Chapter 68

A black sedan drove along the empty road, with soothing music playing inside.

The beta and Wu Qin had already gotten out of the car. Before leaving, Wu Qin couldn’t help but glance at the young man, though unfortunately, Shen Wenqing had the natural advantage of being his boyfriend, giving him the excuse to take him home.

The young man sat in the passenger seat, fastened his seatbelt, and pretended to be asleep. In reality, he was checking his task panel.

[Task Six: Disliked by 1,000 people at S University.. (967/1000)]

Just a little more!!!

But the stalker was about to be caught!

Xia Yan was both happy to have found a clue that could capture that pervert and a bit worried about his task. These days, he had always thought his own actions were making people dislike him.

But he never expected that the biggest help would actually come from the stalker.

Xia Yan: “…”

While he was lost in thought, the vehicle came to a smooth stop. Shen Wenqing turned off the engine and got out, opened the passenger door, and faintly, a familiar peach scent wafted in.

The young man raised his hand, rubbed his eyes, and pretended to wake up.

“Are we here?”

“Yeah, you can keep sleeping, I’ll carry you up.”

Shen Wenqing paused momentarily, then naturally placed one hand along the seat seam, supporting the young man’s back, while the other slid under his knees, picking him up.

Omega’s muscles are softer than Alpha’s, with more fat content, and the muscles are more elastic, not hard at all.

At the same time, it also meant that achieving such a good physique required extra effort.

The young man, a bit dazed, followed along with the movement. His head happened to rest near Shen Wenqing’s chest, and he felt the man’s hot body temperature through the open sports jacket.

Huh?

“I can walk by myself.”

Shen Wenqing calmly pressed the elevator button, “It’s not far.”

Xia Yan wanted to ask, ‘Why can an Omega lift me?’ But then he remembered—this is a strong gong, strong shou novel, and Shen Wenqing’s power made sense.

Late at night, most people were already asleep.

They didn’t encounter any other residents in the elevator, preserving Xia Yan’s fragile pride as a scumbag.

By the time he realized what was happening, he had already been tossed onto the bed.

The soft bed, covered with a fluffy mattress, didn’t hurt at all when he landed, but the sudden sensation of being thrown left him a little stunned.

Xia Yan rolled over, hugging the quilt and turning his back.

The central air conditioning in the room was on 24/7, set at a comfortable temperature, making his sweater feel a bit too warm.

Irritated, he tugged at his collar. Looking up again, he was shocked to find Shen Wenqing taking off his black jacket.

This atmosphere…

Although they had helped each other many times before, each time was after drinking, with things happening in a blur. This was the first time it was so clear-headed…

Xia Yan swallowed, finally reflecting on whether this was okay.

It wasn’t supposed to happen, but every time, it foolishly did.

Why?

The young man opened his eyes wide, a trace of resistance flashing briefly in his gaze.

But his body had long become familiar with Omega, knowing how much pleasure the other could bring him. Unconsciously, his body started to heat up.

His physical betrayal made his thoughts muddled.

Shen Wenqing had taken off his tracksuit, and the shirt underneath was already wrinkled. He undid the top two buttons, fully exposing the collar around his neck.

“I’m feeling a bit uncomfortable, Yan Yan.”

The man bent down, his slender neck right in front of Xia Yan.

Xia Yan’s gums tingled, and he licked his lips, pressing his index finger on the collar. After a soft ‘click,’ the collar fell off.

The tender, fragrant gland was right in front of him.

Just one bite, and he could taste the peach scent.

Xia Yan’s resistance weakened, his attitude wavering.

“Yan Yan.”

The man turned his head, lying on his lap, his eyes filled with a misty, ambiguous glow. He said, “It’s getting late, I’ll go take a shower first.”

“Mm.”

“You must be tired from your performance today. I’ll sleep in the guest room.”

“…Oh… Huh??” Xia Yan blinked hard, the corners of his mouth twitching, as if he couldn’t believe what he had just heard.

That’s it? He was the one with the dirty mind. He needed to reflect.

“See you tomorrow.”

Shen Wenqing sat up, kissed the young man on the lips, smiled subtly, and took his collar, leaving the master bedroom.

Xia Yan lay in his bed, using his blanket, and soon would be wearing his pajamas and using his body wash. In a space filled with him, he couldn’t help but think of him.

Ten minutes later.

The young man, toweling off his wet hair, sighed to himself: [I want to eat a peach.]

System: […]

–

Shen Wenqing’s seduction methods would work on almost anyone.

Who could bear having their desires stirred but not fulfilled? Especially when all it took was just one step into the room next door, where self-control would rapidly diminish.

But even though Xia Yan had ‘helped’ him for some specific reasons, his mind was entirely focused on his tasks. Finally, off the clock, who wants to go back to ‘overtime’? Avoiding work is instinctive for overworked people.

If all else fails, he could just eat a peach.

An hour passed, and Shen Wenqing, still waiting for someone to come, hesitated for a moment. Then he quietly left his room, peeking through the gap under the door, and saw the lights were already off.

“Well, this is… unexpected.”

He sighed, returned to the guest room, lay down on the bed, unable to sleep, and resigned himself to dealing with more work.

–

With a clear goal in mind, finding someone became much easier.

Shen Wenqing and Wu Qin, both from influential families, held significant sway in the school. They started directly from the source—the forum.

The school forum, established by students, currently had three administrators scattered across various schools.

They had no real connection to Xia Yan and hadn’t visited any bars, so they had no motive or time to commit the crimes. The one who deleted the posts was a hacker who had infiltrated the forum.

“I always thought it was done by the two seniors,” a bespectacled student timidly spoke up.

The school was a small society where everyone knew who could be offended and who couldn’t. Back when the accounts were banned, a large group of students expressed their dissatisfaction.

The management team played dead to avoid offending Shen Wenqing and Wu Qin.

But now it seemed… they weren’t aware either?

Wu Qin pulled out his computer and logged into the forum, trying to find some clues, but the intruder had been very cautious, erasing all traces.

Shen Wenqing: “I’ll check the people from the Computer Science department.”

“Not just them,” Wu Qin added, “Also the teachers.”

Shen Wenqing gave him a deep look, “Okay.”

Besides the forum, they also coordinated with Yan Ming’s dorm mates, instructing them to go along with any new invitations to join the freshly created forums, hoping to see what was happening inside.

Everyone was taking action, except Xia Yan.

Xia Yan: “…”

It was as if everyone had tacitly agreed that the young man had nothing to do except move into Shen Wenqing’s house. Aside from needing someone to accompany him when he went out at night, his life seemed unchanged.

After all, his work was light, with performances only on weekends, so he hadn’t much to do.

The system sighed: [Being a scumbag isn’t so bad—except for the part where the ending is painful, being abandoned by everyone, and facing eternal damnation—the process is pretty easy.]

Protagonists usually suffer before their happy ending; scumbags and villains have it good at first but face hardship later.

But since Xia Yan didn’t belong in this world, he’d leave after completing his tasks and wouldn’t suffer too much.

Time passed day by day.

Xia Yan lived in Shen Wenqing’s house, lounging on the couch, chatting with Wen Changming, as if he were a complete scumbag!

Over time, they even occasionally talked about Omega pheromones.

Wen Changming’s wording was professional and gentle, making complex things seem simple as he explained them to Xia Yan.

Xia Yan nodded along, then casually asked, “It seems like you know a lot about this stuff, Dr. Wen. Have you done much research?”

Wen Changming, having studied medicine, had skipped grades due to his intelligence, completing his PhD at 21, and then joining his family’s research institute.

“I have done some research.”

“Oh! So, did you make any discoveries?” Xia Yan asked with feigned curiosity.

“…” There was a long silence. Just when Xia Yan thought he’d lost connection, the man finally spoke, his voice a bit dull, “Not yet.”

That tone clearly implied that he had.

It might be related to the new Omega suppressant.

Xia Yan’s eyes flickered as he sighed heavily, his voice filled with disappointment, “What? I thought someone as smart as you, Dr. Wen, would have come up with something unique, but turns out…”

“Sigh!” He let out another sigh, “So boring.”

Two consecutive sighs landed on Wen Changming’s head like slaps.

He thought of the suspended lab, his confused and angry friend, and how the inhibitor—so close to being born into the world—had been halted. It represented more than just money; it was his dream.

Wen Changming’s parents were a typical AO match, with a pheromone compatibility rate of 75%.

By all accounts, they were a match made in heaven, but his mother wasn’t happy. Before meeting his father, she had loved a Beta.

They had loved each other madly, believing they could defy the world together.

But, ironically, they were ultimately defeated by pheromones.

His mother was deeply disappointed in herself and couldn’t move on from that relationship, eventually developing depression.

Of course, they always acted as a model couple in love in front of him.

But children are far more perceptive than adults imagine, especially someone as intelligent as Wen Changming. Yet, he said nothing.

He had a good relationship with his parents and wanted to give his mother the freedom to love whomever she desired.

That was why he decided to study medicine, even when no one understood his decision.

But just as results were about to come, he hesitated—because of love. Holding his phone, he thought of his always-supportive parents and fell into deep silence.

“Hey, Wen Changming, are you listening?”

“Yeah,” he replied softly, “I’m here.”

“What do you think of Omega pheromones?” Xia Yan casually started a conversation. “I think I’ve smelled Shen Wenqing’s pheromones before. They’re sweet.”

Without thinking, Wen Changming replied, “Betas can’t smell pheromones.”

“But I definitely smelled something when I bit him.”

When it came to his field of expertise, Wen Changming was sharper than anyone. “You didn’t smell it; you tasted the small amount of liquid secreted by his glands.”

After explaining, he suddenly realized something.

So… Xia Yan and Shen Wenqing had already gone that far?

Well, they were both adults.

Wen Changming felt a delayed sense of jealousy, and he asked the same question he had earlier at the café: “Yan Yan, do you really plan to stay with him?”

“Of cour—” he began but swallowed the rest of his words.

He suddenly remembered that the day the side quest appeared, Wen Changming had asked him the same question. Back then, he didn’t know that Halda Corporation belonged to Wen Changming.

He hadn’t connected the two events, simply assuming that the lab had hit an insurmountable obstacle.

But today…

Forget it, desperate times call for desperate measures.

“Of course not,” Xia Yan drew out the words, his voice lazy as he tried to sound nonchalant. “Dating should be fun. If he stops making me happy, I won’t stay with him.”

“Oh?” Wen Changming’s voice rose slightly, then quickly softened, “Last time, Mr. Xia said he would stay with him no matter what, unless Shen Wenqing dumped you.”

Xia Yan shamelessly denied it, “Did I? I’ve forgotten.”

“…”

His cruelty was as innocent and brutal as that of a child. Promises meant nothing to him.

Wen Changming was stunned for a moment before laughing.

But this… worked out in his favor, didn’t it? It was almost unbelievable that he believed the young man’s simple words.

Knowing full well that Xia Yan was a greedy child.

He sighed deeply in his heart.

Sensing an opportunity, Xia Yan rambled on, too focused on the side quest to notice Shen Wenqing’s return.

Until the man spoke.

“Planning to dump me?”

“…”

Xia Yan froze, his phone slipping from his hand and hitting the hard floor. A noticeable crack spread across the screen. Stiffly, he turned to see the man not far away.

Shen Wenqing was wearing a camel-colored trench coat. The belt was tied tightly around his waist, making him look exceptionally tall.

At this moment, his eyes were unblinking as he stared at Xia Yan. The corners of his mouth were slightly lifted, but the smile didn’t reach his eyes. That expression, colder than his usual serious face, was terrifying.

Meanwhile, someone else seemed oblivious to the situation and still called Xia Yan’s name on the phone: “Xia Yan, what’s wrong?”

Yes, Wen Changming’s address for him had changed from Mr. Xia to Xia Yan during the call.

Xia Yan: “…”

It wasn’t anything major—just flirting and getting caught.