Chapter 12 Obedient Little Dog (Part 1) Yan Quan, who were you thinking about just now...?

In contrast to Shan Haotian's self-deprecation and retreat, Murong Yuan became even more ambitious after Yan Quan revealed his identity. It's true what they say, one should be established by thirty; heaven is truly helping him! His career has reached new heights this year!

The Yan family is a big name in real estate capital, with real estate projects spanning multiple sectors including housing, commercial land, and tourist resorts.

With only a moderate level of financing, their company would normally have no chance of contacting top financial tycoons like the Yan family. Then, coincidentally, Yan Quan joined this dating reality show.

If Yan Quan were an Alpha, that would be fine... but Yan Quan is an Omega.

Murong Yuan's blood was boiling: the absolute submission of an Omega to an Alpha was a biological instinct ingrained in pheromones and engraved in the DNA of their genes.

So what if he's a playboy? As long as he wins Yan Quan's heart, he'll mark her for life... No matter how promiscuous an Omega is, he'll become an obedient pheromone slave.

At that time, Murong Yuan will be able to get a share of the Yan Group's vast assets!

With a deep and resolute tone, Murong Yuan said with an unyielding determination: "Yan Quan, let's chat in the secret space at seven o'clock tonight. I've already reserved it."

As if he had been prepared, Yan Quan's expression remained calm and he nodded perfunctorily.

Then he yawned lazily, his voice slightly nasal: "There are no more group activities, I'm going back to my room to sleep."

His Atlantic biological clock struck the hour precisely; it was time for him to adjust to the time difference again.

As Yan Quan stood up, her eyelashes fluttered slightly, and her peripheral vision lightly swept over Fu Duan Nian, who was sitting opposite her.

Small actions can have amazing effects.

Alpha, unable to sit still, abruptly stood up and grabbed Yan Quan's flowing robes as she was about to leave. Fu Duan Nian's dark, deep eyes were reflected in the glasses.

The usually calm and composed spring was now churning with turbulent yet restrained ripples.

Fu Duannian's tone carried a hint of barely perceptible tension: "After you finish your private conversation with Murong Yuan, would you be able to spare some time to talk to me in the secret space?"

"OK, fine." Having achieved his goal, Yan Quan waved his hand, gave a perfunctory greeting to everyone, and then strode away: "Have a good time."

[Just consider me a Western worshipper, this American accent sounds so good (obsessed)]

[Accepting invitations from two A's in a row, the Sea King is indeed accepting all comers (facepalm)]

[Yan Haiwang is playing such a wild game, but these two A's don't seem to care at all (I'm impressed)]

[Mainly... that's Yan Quan.]

Who could resist an omega who is top-tier in looks and physique, wealthy, and provides emotional support?

[Only the banana puppy didn't ask Yan Quan out, sob sob, this kid really came to the show looking for pure love.]

[The show should change its name; they still have the nerve to call it "Signal of True Love." Only one of the three "A"s actually wants a serious relationship.]

After enjoying a sumptuous lunch, everyone returned to their rooms to rest.

The unexpected "Secret Space" segment was like a pebble suddenly thrown into a pond, creating tiny, eerie ripples on the seemingly calm and peaceful surface.

Similarly, it cast a heavy shadow of worry over the three A's and two O's in the small house.

Wait, why is it said to be two Os? That's because the instigator of all this chaos—Yan Quan himself—is lying in bed asleep without any burden.

Her long, slender eyelashes hung obediently, their distinct shadows draped over her straight, delicate nose, dappled and dancing like butterflies about to take flight.

He lay there quietly, like a painting.

Doing nothing is enough to stir up a storm on the other side of Texas.

The most severely affected was Shan Haotian, who lived in the nearest single room.

"Yan Quan, Yan Quan, Yan Quan..."

After returning to his room, Shan Haotian's mind became even more chaotic. All he could think about was Yan Quan's elegant departing figure.

For this 21-year-old young man, the only way to vent his emotions is through exercise.

So Shan Haotian braced himself on the floor with his arms and began doing push-ups frantically. Sweat streamed down his damp hair, across his high cheekbones, and finally landed on his lips as he chanted.

"One, two, three... thirty-one, thirty-two..." He was initially counting silently in his mind, but as he counted, the meaning changed: "Yan Quan, Yan Quan..."

"No, this won't do, I can't think like that."

"Thirty-three, thirty-four..."

In Shan Haotian's mind, the scenes replayed uncontrollably, frame by frame: Murong Yuan's possessive invitation to Yan Quan to chat privately, Fu Duan Nian's fingers tightly gripping the hem of Yan Quan's clothes...

Yan Quan smiled at them as before, his fox-like eyes crinkling as he lightly agreed.

"Ninety-eight, ninety-nine... Yan Quan, Yan Quan..."

In a few hours. Oh no, to be precise, 4 hours, 38 minutes, and 56 seconds. Yan Quan will enter the "secret space" with the other Alphas...

A secret space for lonely Alphas and Omegas! A secret space of 20 square meters!! A private space with only a two-seater sofa!!!

Thinking of this, Shan Haotian could no longer hold back. A nerve in his brain suddenly snapped, and his body collapsed to the floor, exhausted.

The fall caused his kneecap to crack loudly, and the crisp sound of the impact echoed from his skull. It seemed that everything else, whether tangled or twisted, was smashed to pieces along with it.

Murong Yuan and Fu Duannian are both over thirty! Yan Quan is only in his early twenties! An old cow eating young grass, ugh! That's so shameless!

Only Shan Haotian, at 21, was roughly the same age as Yan Quan. Only he and Yan Quan were a perfect match!

After figuring out this legitimate reason, Shan Haotian felt like his entire blood vessels were completely clear. So exhilarating! It was fucking incredibly satisfying!

He no longer had time to think about long-term goals, stability, or those elusive concepts like true love. Dating was simply dating.

If he doesn't date Yan Quan right now, Yan Quan will date other Alphas. Watching Yan Quan hold hands, hug, and even say... sweet nothings to other Alphas.

No, absolutely not! Just thinking about it makes Shan Haotian's scalp tingle; he'd definitely go crazy.

So what if Yan Quan was just playing around? Even if Yan Quan gets tired of him and dumps him, at least he still dated Yan Quan for a while.

Beautiful, smart, cute, charming... Yan Quan is such a good person, dating him is a win, and even if they break up, he'll still be the one who wins big!

Besides, even if we take a step back and say the worst, he simply couldn't control himself from keeping his distance from Yan Quan. Just this afternoon, not inviting Yan Quan to the secret space for a talk had already made him regret it so much his heart was bleeding... How was that any different from a breakup?

Dating Yan Quan and then getting dumped would at least delay the pain of heartbreak for a few months. Not dating Yan Quan means experiencing heartbreak right now!

Since suffering is inevitable anyway, it's better to suffer later than sooner!

Yes! Now, immediately, right now! Shan Haotian felt his adrenaline surge to the top of his head. By the time he realized what was happening, he had already run out of the door.

My blood was boiling: Yes, that's right!

He also wanted to talk to Yan Quan! He also wanted to go into the secret space with Yan Quan! A secret space of 20 square meters! A secret space with only one sofa!

What's going on? Suddenly he's acting like he's been injected with adrenaline.

He turned and ran towards the door, as if he had made some kind of firm decision...

Wait! He suddenly stopped?

He stopped in front of Yan Quan's room?!

He reached out his hand, "WC, he's knocking!"

"He wouldn't be going to invite Yan Quan too, would he...?"

"I'm not saying this to be mean, but the puppy's mental state is a bit off... Yan Haiwang, you've really done something terrible!"

[Someone please feel sorry for me. My only pure love warrior on the show has now fallen for Yan Quan's charms.]

[Human nature]

"Knock knock—" Knuckles tapped on the wooden door, making a crisp sound. No one answered for a long time.

As his initial excitement cooled, Shan Haotian felt a pang of unease: Had his earlier hesitation and retreat left a bad impression on Yan Quan...?

Thinking of this, Shan Haotian knocked on the door even harder, making the door frame shake slightly with a loud bang.

"Yan Quan, are you in your room?"

"Hmm..." Yan Quan rolled over in bed, half-asleep, and buried her head in the pillow: "What..."

Dan Haotian, who was separated by a door, obviously did not hear the slight response, and repeated in a higher tone: "Yan Quan, are you in the room? I have something to say to you."

Strands of hair lay scattered on the pillow, her eyes still heavy with sleep, unable to focus. Yan Quan groggily tried to prop herself up. "Wait...wait a minute."

"Ugh..." Her body was limp and powerless, and she failed to get up. Yan Quan simply lay on the pillow and continued to "play dead".

Shan Haotian knocked on the door persistently: "Yan Quan, can you hear me? I want to talk to you."

The clump of crickets that had been huddled together inside the blanket finally stirred again.

"Hmm..." Unlike his usual aloof voice, these few interjections were accompanied by a lazy nasal tone, like melted cream, sounding soft and limp: "Good little puppy."

"Please, let me sleep a little longer."

[Ahhhhhh I'm dead, so cute!]

That baby voice is so soft.

[When she's sleeping, she's completely like a cat! What a contrast to her previous radiant beauty!]

[Stop banging! Let him sleep!]

Just like the comments section, Shan Haotian stood blankly at the door for several seconds. After regaining his senses, he stammered, his face flushed, "N-no... I didn't mean to disturb your sleep!"

"It's alright, it's alright. I'll come find you later! You, you should get some rest!"

Just as Shan Haotian finished speaking and was about to leave, Yan Quan, who had been drowsy and lying on the pillow, seemed to be startled and quickly jumped out of bed.

Her fox-like eyes, with their subtle upward curves, widened in surprise and bewilderment. She stood frozen on the cold floor for several seconds, her bare feet trembling.

“Damn it…” Yan Quan grabbed his messy hair, muttering unconsciously, “No…”

Yan Quan, are you sick in the head...?

Who were you thinking of just now?

Her mind cleared instantly, and a bitter smile replaced it on her lips. Yan Quan buried her face in her hands and rubbed it vigorously a few times…

It's all in the past, Yan Quan, don't think about it.

He is not a "good puppy" at all.

That was a mad wolf that would bite anyone it saw.

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