His words landed like a stone dropping into a still pond; the surroundings instantly fell into a dead silence. Once the word “marriage” was uttered, everyone’s expression soured except for Cui Yiyang himself.
Xie Yun: ?
Can Alphas and Betas even have marriage alliances?
Host, you are the eldest young master of the Xie family, after all. Besides, Chairman Xie took your physical exam report last time and said there’s still a chance you could get pregnant. It’s just that he can’t bite your neck for a lifetime mark, and Alphas might lose control more easily… As for pregnancy, as long as it goes in deep enough…
Don’t worry, Host. The F4 and the protagonist are all very “capable.” You’ll have no problem conceiving.
Shut up.
The system had been prattling on excitedly for a while before Xie Yun finally couldn’t help but snap those two words.
The system continued with its cheeky grin: [I heard Alphas can also get pregnant. If, um, the Host doesn’t want to give birth, you could also…]
The Host: ……Who the hell wants to know about this stuff?
“It’s perfect that Young Master Zhou is here today as well; since everyone is present, it’s convenient for me to speak,” Cui Yiyang said, seemingly finally noticing Zhou Yichao. He smiled and continued, “Young Master Xie and I—”
“Since when did I become your marriage partner?” Xie Yun interrupted him coldly.
His voice, as flat as stagnant water, was laced with a chill like melting snow. He lazily lifted his eyelids and looked the speaker directly in the eye. His gaze was like a crescent moon hanging high in the deep night, radiating a biting frost.
Cui Yiyang shot him a somewhat disdainful look. “You think I want this? Your parents brought it up themselves last night. Who told you to stand me up again?”
Once the wedding is set, if Xie Yun dares to speak to his fiancé like this again…
Cui Yiyang would absolutely make him sit between his legs and cry while begging for forgiveness.
…I hope he didn’t laugh while saying that to himself, Xie Yun thought, exasperated.
“I see. Well, I know now. Thank you for informing me, but I will not agree to it.”
Even though he knew the other was lying, Xie Yun simply followed along with his words nonchalantly. It was a very light, airy sentence, filled with complete indifference. It didn’t have high damage, but the level of insult was extreme—a finishing blow to the face-saving Great Young Master Cui.
He immediately lost his patience and shouted irritably, “Our families have the closest ties! Whether we marry or not isn’t up to you!”
Lu Yibing let out a soft “tsk” and knit his brows. “Why are you shouting at my brother? Do you have no manners in public?”
Seeing the usually silent and taciturn Omega also join in to rebuke him, Cui Yiyang gritted his teeth and said to him with a forced smile, “You… shut up.”
“Didn’t Young Master Cui say he didn’t want to marry me?” Xie Yun’s face remained expressionless. “What are you in such a hurry for now?”
His cool voice was ethereal, sounding like snow falling from a branch and hitting the ground. Always calm, always unruffled.
The melodious school bell echoed through the entrance. Seeing that Young Master Cui was momentarily speechless, Xie Yun nudged Lu Yibing—who seemed to be taking root on his body—and prepared to stand up. “Class is starting. You young masters have had your fun, haven’t you? I’m leaving.”
Lu Yibing murmured, “But the nurse said Brother still needs to be observed for a while…”
“It’s fine,” Xie Yun replied. “I’ll come back after class. The lessons are more important right now; it’s a core course.”
Zhou Yichao hurried to hand him the glass-paper box he was still clutching. “Regardless, the biggest fault is mine. If you don’t like it, classmate, you can throw it away—just don’t reject it, or my conscience won’t be at peace.”
Since the other was persistent and Lu Yibing was about to speak again, Xie Yun cut him off: “Fine, I’ll take it.”
His reddened knuckles took the cake box from the other. Xie Yun stood up and departed under the burning gazes of several people. Lu Yibing stuck close to him as he walked. Cui Yiyang and Zou Shichen didn’t dare do anything to the Omega on the spot and followed silently.
The next period was a core class they all had to attend together in the classroom. Xie Yun couldn’t stop them.
This new Beta young master has such immense intimidation power, the surrounding students thought.
Lu Yibing’s balsam fir pheromones drifted around Xie Yun. The Alphas passing by knit their brows one after another, while even F1 and F2 followed behind the pair like two resentful ghosts. Whether due to psychological disgust or something else, the two Alphas were also repulsed by the scent and maintained a fluctuating distance from the pair in front.
The scene was quite comical.
Xie Yun, who couldn’t smell a thing, was puzzled but didn’t pay it much mind, simply walking on his way.
[Field Academy Forum]
[OP]: LYB is already “marking” his master by peeing. Are you Alphas still not going?
[2L]: Who says so?
[3L]: I was there. I originally wanted to go up and ask for Yun-yun’s contact info, but then I smelled that unpleasant pheromone on LYB and was immediately deterred.
[4L]: As expected of a low-quality Omega; even his pheromones are so disgusting.
[5L/OP]: Although I’m an Omega and was there, I actually think the scent on him is quite nice—light and fresh like balsam fir. It’s just that my XY is now covered in that scent, and I find that disgusting.
[6L]: It smells bitter to me.
[7L]: The main thing is that XY is a Beta… he can’t smell it. The only ones suffering are us Alphas. So gross.
[8L]: Releasing pheromones whenever and wherever he wants… he has no manners.
[9L]: Hahaha, I see those two F1 and F2 Alphas are still following right behind them. This scene is too funny.
[10L]: I think those two guys will definitely pull something, considering how much they hate LYB.
[11L]: I want to join in whatever they pull.
The wind, saturated with the heat of the fierce sun, pounced on his face, making it feel scorching. The hot breeze kissed the hems of his clothes, and his body felt entirely too warm. Halfway there, Xie Yun seemed to remember something and took a corner into the laboratory building.
“You guys have clothes to change into as well?”
Xie Yun, with one foot already inside the door, stopped and turned his head. His eyes reflected the two people still following him. They had followed him all the way to the lab building without him noticing.
Caught out, Cui Yiyang maintained his arrogant facade. “Zou Shichen and I specifically asked the teacher for leave to go to the clinic to see you. If we don’t go back together, what if the teacher thinks I’m lying?”
Having regained his senses, Zou Shichen hurriedly nodded in agreement. Everything they said sounded perfectly reasonable.
Xie Yun gave the two Alphas a meaningless glance but didn’t bother with them. Taking it as a tacit agreement, he walked into the lab building.
The two: ?
A lean arm reached out to grab the wrist of the person who had turned away. Zou Shichen’s voice sounded slightly dissatisfied: “Hey, why is your ‘young master’ act so heavy? Do you always have to treat the two of us like thin air?”
The atmosphere froze. The spot the other grabbed happened to be Xie Yun’s hand wrapped in gauze. The snowy-white gauze was wrapped crosswise over his well-defined hand, leaving only a whole or half-lock of a slender, white finger exposed. Under the fierce sun, it looked very beautiful.
Zou Shichen stared at his hand, dazed.
Before Xie Yun could even darken his face and pull his hand away, Lu Yibing—standing at his side—slapped Zou Shichen’s hand away. “Sorry, it’s getting late. My brother and I need to go inside and change our clothes.”
As the constraint was released and Lu Yibing finished speaking, Xie Yun walked inside without a word.
The image of those beautiful, slender hands still floated before Zou Shichen’s eyes. They were delicate and white—hands that clearly never touched “spring water.” Zou Shichen couldn’t help but wonder… if it were that afternoon in the bedroom when he was cornering Lu Yibing, and the hands that touched his burning skin were Xie Yun’s… or if those fingers curled into the moisture right before his eyes…