"Master, the newly hired servants are all downstairs."
The butler in a tuxedo respectfully presented a list.
"They are all people with clean families. Mistakes like last time will never happen again."
The list listed the names, backgrounds and families of all the servants.
A pair of slender hands picked up the list, and the joints shone with a cold jade-like light.
A man's cold voice came from above:
"It better be. Otherwise you can go and accompany them."
The housekeeper raised his head hurriedly: "Please rest assured."
From his perspective, he could see the man's dark eyes, and his cold skin seemed to be covered with a layer of afterglow under the light.
The robe wrapped loosely around his slender waist, and the faintly visible clavicle line at the neckline was like a carefully crafted work of art by a famous artist, even with a small brown mole on it.
Such a rare and ordinary thing, placed on the almost perfect body of the person in front of him, has a few more temptations.
The housekeeper lowered his head hurriedly, not daring to look any further.
Rong Yan, the new head of the Rong family, was born with a breathtakingly good-looking appearance, but he also had a fierce aura that kept strangers away.
Rong Yan casually threw the list onto the coffee table. His silk robe slipped off as he moved, revealing his well-defined arm muscles. "I have a dinner party tomorrow. Please arrange the itinerary for me."
The housekeeper mumbled, "Many young masters and young ladies have sent you invitations. Are you going to turn them all down, as before?"
Rong Yan raised his eyebrows and looked at him, his eyes revealing something like:
What else?
"But...but you have to get married." The housekeeper muttered, "Although they are not very compatible with you, but..."
But you are not very compatible with anyone.
Before he could finish his words, the housekeeper sensed the man's impatience and quickly shut up, stepped back, closed the door, and went downstairs.
A series of smooth little combos took less than an hour.
Rong Yan, who was alone in the room, suddenly felt a breeze blowing in from the window. The breeze moved the heavy curtains, allowing sunlight to enter the room.
This is not uncommon.
In this city, the summer wind is always warm.
but--
The wind with the faint fragrance of flowers blew across his face, and Rong Yan suddenly smelled...
A different taste from before.
But when he wanted to identify what the smell was, it disappeared from his side like the wind.
What's that smell?
Rong Yan narrowed his narrow fox eyes.
Through the blown-open curtains, his eyes fell on the courtyard downstairs.
The servants lined up in a row wearing the same uniform.
The black and white flowers are particularly eye-catching in the courtyard full of colorful flowers.
Looking from the second floor, one could only see the black tops of their heads, and it seemed like there was nothing wrong with them.
Really not?
But Rong Yan had no interest in these new servants.
He paid them ten times more than other families, with only one request—
obedient.
He worked quietly in the villa where he lived, completing his assigned tasks. In his eyes, there was not much difference between these servants and furniture.
Except last time.
A daring Omega took advantage of his susceptible period to sneak into the servants and tried to climb into his bed.
As an S-class Alpha, he possesses the most outstanding intelligence and physical strength.
Some of Alpha's shortcomings are also constantly magnified -
for example:
Extremely sensitive to pheromones from Omega.
as well as...
㱗Desires in certain aspects are beyond ordinary people.
Even among the S-class Alphas, Rong Yan is among the top ones.
Ever since he turned 18, countless people have been staring at the position of his partner beside him.
In this world, Alpha is in an absolute dominant position, and Rong Yan is at the top of the pyramid in terms of family appearance and strength.
But he had no interest in those Omegas who flocked to him, and even felt disgusted with them.
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