Chapter 22 The Scumbag Omega's Plans Have Failed; I'm Probably Disliked by Everyone...

How to quell anger...?

Yan Quan sat on the terrace of the beachside music restaurant, swirling a glass of chilled mint lemonade in his hand. Gazing at the rolling waves on the sea, his expression was one of utter tranquility and contentment.

He had no intention of calming down his anger.

He's maneuvering among various parties, deliberately stirring up trouble, and juggling multiple relationships... This chaotic and multifaceted situation is the result of his "painstaking efforts" over the past few days.

This "fishing for a scumbag Omega" script was truly executed flawlessly. Yan Quan took a sip of lemonade, already mentally awarding himself "Best Actor" for his "brilliant performance."

The next step is to go through the "universally disliked" process.

The lemonade was slightly sour, and Yan Quan only took a few sips before giving up. Her slender fingers rested listlessly on the straw, the rising steam creating fine, cold beads on the glass…

Making someone "like" you requires some skill, but making someone "hate" you is much easier.

Yan Quan had a brilliant record and a proven track record of making enemies—there were countless people in the world who hated him, and the most vehement of them wished they could grind him to dust.

Yan Quan fluttered her eyelashes, snapping out of her reverie. In the distance, she saw three Alphas, each carrying a large bouquet of flowers, rushing towards her with pale faces.

The scorching sun, or perhaps the burning rage in their chests, forced the three of them to sweat profusely, their faces clearly showing suppressed malevolent emotions.

It was always Shan Haotian who spoke first.

Dan Haotian stared directly at Yan Quan, his hand gripping the sunflower tightly: "Yan Quan, why? You invited all three of us at the same time."

Yan Quan calmly answered, seemingly unrelated, "Are you very sad?"

"Nonsense—of course I..." Shan Haotian choked halfway through his sentence because he watched as Yan Quan took his sunflower.

The sunflower's once lush green petals looked somewhat wilted under the scorching sun. Yan Quan frowned slightly, his knuckles gently tracing the curled petals with a hint of pity.

Yan Quan seemed to cherish this bouquet of flowers.

"Damn, this is insane. I'm speechless." Shan Haotian cursed his own soft heart a hundred times in his mind, even though he was furious when he first heard the news.

But now, seeing Yan Quan, and seeing Yan Quan holding her flowers, she seemed... less angry.

"You said before that I should bear the consequences myself," Shan Haotian said abruptly.

"Is this your test for me?"

...Hmm? Yan Quan didn't understand how Shan Haotian's logic had jumped to this point, and remained silent without replying.

"Alright." Shan Haotian thought Yan Quan had tacitly agreed, so he took a deep breath and his tone suddenly became even more firm: "I will not back down."

"Hey... buddy, are you calmed down?"

"This...this is it? You've already appeased them?"

[You've gone too far, sister. Yan Quan hasn't even started to comfort her yet; he's already made up for it himself (facepalm)]

[This is the most convincing dog-like male guest I've ever seen; whatever Yan Quan says is right.]

"Aren't you going to explain?" The second to confront him was Murong Yuan, who frowned and said with a sullen face, "You look like you're doing this on purpose."

Um, actually... it was intentional. Yan Quan didn't even try to refute it.

But looking at Murong Yuan's increasingly gloomy face, Yan Quan felt it was still necessary to soothe Murong Yuan's emotions.

"Are you thirsty?" Yan Quan asked.

"I'm not thirsty," Murong Yuan instinctively retorted, but before he could finish, his lips tightened and he coughed, "Cough—cough—"

"Lemonade." Yan Quan poured Murong Yuan a glass of lemonade, thinking he could help Murong Yuan cool down.

Murong Yuan coldly gulped down a large glass of lemon water, and immediately felt much better about his parched throat. Even his anger level dropped several points.

Most importantly—when Yan Quan poured lemon water, the hem of her silk shirt was pulled down, revealing a section of her neck. Her collarbone was covered in patches of faint red rashes.

"What's that on your neck?" Murong Yuan asked, puzzled.

"Oh..." Yan Quan's eyelashes trembled slightly. She tried to remain calm and pulled up her collar. Knowing that she couldn't hide it, she could only tell the truth: "It's a pheromone stress response."

Ha... Mad dog, you're in your vulnerable period now.

On the surface, Yan Quan remained calm, but in his heart, he was cursing the person's ancestors for eighteen generations.

Of the many aftereffects of being permanently marked by an S-level Alpha, "A-sense induction" is the one that torments Yan Quan the most.

Whenever an Alpha experiences a significant fluctuation in pheromones, such as during a fertile period, the Omega will also receive a strong signal of the same type, inducing estrus.

After the permanent mark is washed off, the estrus cycle is suppressed. In its place come stress, allergies, rashes... In essence, they are all the same, just a different way of binding and locking in.

The recent severe allergic reaction to the rash means he's getting closer and closer to it. Yan Quan knew this very well—

That mad dog had no intention of letting him go for the rest of his life...

"Why is there a pheromone stress?" After staring for a while, Murong Yuan frowned with some concern.

"Why..." Yan Quan, of course, couldn't reveal the real reason. Instead, he shifted the blame to Murong Yuan, using the tactic of "shifting the blame eastward":

"Think about what you've done?"

"I..." Murong Yuan was speechless, instantly recalling how he had forcibly induced Yan Quan with Alph in the secret space... This was a rather tasteless act in the relationship between AOs.

"Are you... still angry?" The balance of power shifted, and Murong Yuan suddenly felt a little guilty.

Yan Quan feigned a cold expression, going along with his words: "What do you think?"

"Alright then." Murong Yuan let out a deep breath. "Yan Quan, we're even."

"Don't do it again next time."

"No, you forgave her too?!"

[In a fit of anger, he lashed out.]

"President, you only lasted a few minutes longer than a puppy (facepalm and wry smile)."

That's still better than the puppy; at least he was appeased with a glass of lemonade. The puppy was just arguing with thin air, and ended up getting utterly defeated.

Professor Fu, you must hold the line! The hopes of the entire village rest on your shoulders!

The entire internet is focused on Fu Duannian, hoping he can take a tough stance and revive the glory of the Alpha.

But clearly, Fu Duannian and Professor Fu have failed to live up to everyone's expectations.

Because he had already surrendered on his knees.

"This restaurant's signature dish is foie gras," Fu Duannian said casually, having already taken up the seat closest to Yan Quan, as he flipped through the English menu.

"Yan Quan, do you have any particular taste preferences?"

He's even started ordering (laughs)

This person is even more flexible and adaptable (shocked)

[This is a true man! (Thumbs up)]

[Seizing the opportunity and taking the first seat shows foresight (clicked)]

The professor is certainly worldly-wise; he can tolerate this.

Professor Fu gives me the air of an empress, someone who is tolerant and forgiving (I'm sure of it).

Yan Quan was also puzzled by his calm and peaceful expression, and tentatively asked, "Don't you think I... am a bad person?"

"I felt a little bit a bit weak just now." Fu Duannian calmly adjusted his glasses and said with a smile, "But I've adjusted them now."

"No, are you really that open-minded?"

[You're so good at adjusting things (hands clasped together) Fu Men]

[Seeking Professor Fu's Psychological Self-Guidance Tutorial]

[Professors are known for their open-mindedness (laughs)]

“Yan Quan, you’ve been honest about who you are from the very beginning.” Fu Duannian carefully laid out a napkin for Yan Quan, then said calmly:

"Since I've decided to like you, I can't just like your pretty face and seductive tricks; I have to like your flaws and your nasty personality as well."

This person has truly broadened their horizons.

The gist of the sentence is: I know you're a jerk, but that's okay, I like this type of guy.

[Can someone who's an artist talk to me? Are all artists this open-minded?]

No, really no, don't generalize!

〖Then let it be: Fu will be the principal wife, and she will be tolerant.〗

[The CEO as a concubine: she's a money-maker, occasionally jealous, and adds a touch of romance.]

[Shan Haotian, as a concubine, is completely love-struck, single-mindedly focused on vying for the emperor's favor.]

Sister, you'll make the arrangements (heart)

Making the most of the four of you living a good life is more important than anything else.

Contrary to expectations, there was no bloodshed. The three Alphas inexplicably took their seats, forming an inverted triangle around Yan Quan in the center.

They looked at each other calmly, Yan Quan slightly puzzled: Why don't you guys seem very angry...?

The Alphas exchanged glances in unison. After a brief exchange of looks, the "Demand Justice" alliance crumbled, and a silent battle for favor officially began.

Therefore, Yan Quan's meal was quite... incomprehensible.

"Yan Quan, would you like to drink something else?"

"Yan Quan, are you hot? Why don't you sit behind me and I'll block some of the sunlight for you?"

"I've already cut this steak for you, you can have this portion."

"Be careful not to touch it, the rim of the soup bowl is very hot, let me scoop it for you..."

"What would you like for dessert? Order whatever you like, just swipe my card."

Yan Quan was starting to feel a little bewildered by the constant showering of attention and concern from three Alphas.

Is this how the plot should develop?

I'm playing you guys... I've got you all completely fooled... Shouldn't you all angrily leave, leaving me all alone here?

The situation was probably beyond Yan Quan's previous experience with scumbag Omegas, so much so that even after finishing the meal and returning to the Love Variety House, Yan Quan was still in a rather dazed state.

Alone in her room to calm down, Yan Quan stared at the pale ceiling for a long time before finally figuring out the reason:

This was, after all, a first date on a dating reality show… all three Alphas were concerned about their image and didn't want things to fall apart. Their attentiveness and care were also a way of demonstrating their magnanimity and tolerance, making it easier for them to find someone else…

Hmm... that must be it.

After Yan Quan figured it out, he breathed a sigh of relief: Although there were many troubles and minor setbacks along the way, it was still going according to the script overall.

If this trend continues, I'll soon be labeled a "womanizer hated by everyone," then be criticized and condemned by the entire internet, forced to suspend recording the show midway, and leave with my appearance fee.

If netizens really criticize too harshly... they can also extort more money from the production team for emotional distress.

With his beautiful vision in mind, Yan Quan fell asleep peacefully... his breathing was steady, his eyelashes curled, and a layer of shimmering light floated on his eyes. He was like a sleeping beauty.

Of course, Sleeping Beauty was unaware that he had missed the letter-writing segment again, as well as the influx of admirers.

He would never know that the sinister avengers were poised to strike, and his lurking kind were ready to pounce... What awaited him with the rising sun of tomorrow was an even more chaotic and intense battlefield.

A note from the author:

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Yan Quan accepted the sunflower because he likes sunflowers, and handed over the lemonade because he happened to have some on hand.

This is a case of... the formulas are all messed up, but the results are all correct (laughs).