Chapter 13 Obedient Little Dog (Part Two) "Yan Quan, you call everyone 'little'..."
After Yan Quan fully regained his senses, he immediately called out to the person outside the door: "Shan Haotian, wait a moment."
"I'll open the door right now."
"Oh, okay." Shan Haotian paused for a moment, then obediently turned around and walked back.
"Click—" The door lock opened, and Yan Quan's face jumped right in front of Shan Haotian without any warning.
She had just woken up, her limp hair falling obediently down her back, a few longer strands messily covering her forehead. Yan Quan could only blink sleepily while frantically reaching out to grab at her hair, saying, "Sorry, I was sleeping just now..."
In that instant, Shan Haotian felt his heart pound several times.
Like a lotus emerging from clear water, naturally beautiful without any artifice.
Unlike her previous bright and delicate appearance, Yan Quan now resembles a pure and natural white flower, evoking a protective instinct and a sense of tenderness.
At first, he thought Yan Quan had unlocked his new XP of a stunningly beautiful woman. But now it seems... Yan Quan is completely right up his alley for a "naive and innocent" woman.
In the few seconds that Shan Haotian was in a daze, Yan Quan deftly finished getting ready. Her face regained its impeccable smile, and her voice, carefully crafted, became melodious and clear:
"What do you need me for?"
"Um... well..." Shan Haotian finally realized belatedly that he was embarrassed by his "it smells so good" behavior.
"You'll definitely be surprised, even I find it unbelievable... I think..." Shan Haotian took a deep breath:
"I want to invite you to a secret place tonight."
"Hmm..." Yan Quan was confident enough in his own charm and expected that Shan Haotian would "go back on his word," so his expression did not change much.
"I've made my stance very clear today, haven't I?"
Yan Quan raised her eyelashes slightly, staring intently into Shan Haotian's eyes, and emphasized again:
I'm not talking about the "true love" you're looking for.
"Don't even think you can change me. From childhood to adulthood, dating has just been a tool for me to find fun when I'm bored and to satisfy my desire for conquest. My exes could form a football team or more."
“I have never liked any of them, and you will be no exception.”
"I know." Shan Haotian's fingers, which hung painfully at his sides, clenched so tightly they dug into his nails. "You were just playing around..."
"It's...it's okay." Shan Haotian's lips moved several times before he could utter a clear sentence.
"Then let's have some fun."
"Ha... what did you say?" Yan Quan choked out a mocking laugh from his throat in disbelief.
"I'm serious." Shan Haotian's lips trembled slightly as he murmured, his fingers unconsciously tugging at Yan Quan's sleeve: "If you don't want to date, just play around with me."
"Other Alphas are not only older, but also have impure motives. Instead of playing with them, I'd rather play with them."
Yan Quan had always thought Shan Haotian had single eyelids, but now that he looked closer, he realized that the guy actually had double eyelids.
It opened pitifully, its tiny pupils covered with a layer of water, like the cheapest murky glass marbles in a convenience store.
It looks like it's about to break.
“You…” Yan Quan stood there speechless. He stared at Shan Haotian, a chill creeping up from the soles of his feet.
Whether it's the "universally disliked scumbag O" script or the "tried and true" formula for seducing Alphas, Yan Quan seems to know why he first targeted Shan Haotian.
Because they look so alike...the eyes.
The streets after school at Nanzhong were crowded with luxury cars. A light drizzle was falling from the sky. A boy, panting and running all the way, had his white school uniform shirt soaked through, clinging to his taut back muscles.
His cold, sharp eyebrows always looked at people with arrogance, but at that moment they lowered their heads carefully and obediently, his dark eyes staring blankly and blurry.
"Plop—" The torrential rain fell, pouring down from his forehead all the way to his clearly defined chin, mixed with rainwater or some other salty liquid.
His voice was hoarse and low: "I know you don't like me..."
The S-class Alpha abandoned all pride and willingly bowed down to Yan Quan, saying, "Yan Quan, you're lying to me."
"..." Yan Quan took a deep breath and realized that his chest felt terribly tight.
Why are there so many idiots in the world? He was clearly warned that there was a cliff ahead, yet he still insisted on jumping in. Even if it's self-deception, he's determined to sink to the very bottom.
But what will the consequences be? Can you really afford to bear them?
"Fine, I'll give you a chance." Yan Quan's eyelashes darkened like raven feathers, and a chilling smile curved his lips as he gently grasped Shan Haotian's hand that was tugging at his clothes.
His face was all smiles, but his heart was as cold as ice: "Then let's talk in the secret space tonight."
[Famous scene captured: Alpha wiped out]
The last vestige of pure love has also failed (crying)
[Yan Quan only used a little trick, and the Alphas were sent away one after another (laughs loudly)]
[Suggestion: The program should be renamed "Signals of Insincerity"]
[Also known as "Yan Quan Trains His Three Dogs"]
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Time always flies.
As night fell, the stars twinkled, hanging quietly in the night sky, witnessing the tense and heart-pounding first night for the AOs who had moved into the cabin.
It's called a "secret space," but it's actually just a small tent set up on the open lawn. The cramped 30-square-meter space contains only a beige double sofa.
Murong Yuan stood outside the tent, the cold wind howling. His expression grew increasingly grim. He glanced at his Rolex watch several times; the gold hands had already completed more than half a circle.
It is now 7:15 PM. Yan Quan is a full 15 minutes late for the agreed time!
His brow furrowed, and Murong Yuan let out a deep breath. Accustomed to being fawned over, he rarely encountered an Omega who would be so disrespectful to him.
As expected of the Yan Group... they completely disregard him.
A strong desire to conquer rose in Murong Yuan's chest: Then just wait, I will definitely make Yan Quan fall in love with me, be completely devoted to me, and obey my every command!
"Have you been waiting long?"
Just as the minute hand slowly pointed to 6, Yan Quan finally arrived, pulling her jacket over her shoulders. She yawned lazily as she walked, saying, "Sorry, something came up and I was held up."
"It's alright, I didn't have to wait long." Murong Yuan handed Yan Quan a blanket while casually asking, "What happened that delayed you?"
"Oh." Yan Quan naturally took the blanket and tucked it around her waist, saying casually, "I chatted with Shan Haotian for a while."
After Yan Quan finished speaking, he noticed that Murong Yuan's lips twitched slightly. He forced himself to remain calm and continued to ask, "What were you talking about?"
"Want to know?" A sly glint of triumph flashed in Yan Quan's eyes as he deliberately leaned closer to Murong Yuan's shoulder:
"Are you sure you want to waste your time planning my afternoon schedule? There are two more Alphas waiting in line. I can only give you 15 more minutes."
"Two more?"
"Did Shan Haotian invite you into the secret space when he contacted you earlier?" Murong Yuan's hand, which was pulling the blanket, paused. He gritted his teeth and looked at Yan Quan: "You agreed?"
Yan Quan fluttered her long, curled eyelashes, glanced down at the ticking second hand on Murong Yuan's wrist, and replied with a half-smile, seemingly unrelated to the question: "You have 14 minutes left."
A vein throbbed on Murong Yuan's forehead: This Shan Haotian is definitely doing this on purpose! He's interrupting by inviting Yan Quan, dawdling and squeezing out his time alone with Yan Quan!
"14 minutes and 30 seconds." Yan Quan leaned back on the sofa, observing Murong Yuan's annoyed expression with great interest: "29, 28, 27..."
Murong Yuan took a deep breath and suddenly calmed himself down: "Yan Quan..." His voice suddenly became low and hoarse.
“…Hmm.” Yan Quan raised his eyelids slightly. “What is it?”
The tone of his voice suddenly changed as Murong Yuan grabbed Yan Quan's wrist. He deliberately used the folds of the blanket to block the camera's view, and gently stroked the back of Yan Quan's hand with his own.
A faint scent of alpha pheromones wafted through the small room. It smelled like burnt tobacco.
Nausea... It felt like a thick layer of tar and gum had covered my nasal cavity, and the bitter and pungent odor kept assaulting my brain.
Yan Quan was about to vomit.
………………
Meanwhile, inside a high-end apartment in District A of the capital.
The homeowner hadn't been here for a long time due to an urgent mission for the military region, and the expensive marble floor was covered in a layer of dust.
The only sound in the room was the background audio of a variety show playing on a giant projection screen 24/7.
"Beep beep—" As the smart electronic door lock beeped, the travel-worn Alah slowly pushed open the door. His black combat suit was torn and ripped, and a faint smell of blood filled the room…
The wound owner was clearly very familiar with the post-injury cleaning procedures. He calmly placed the pistol on the counter and used his other hand to untie the emergency disinfection bandage.
"Thud—" A bullet was precisely removed from the bluish-purple necrotic muscle by tweezers and rolled across the hard tray.
On the giant projection screen, the beautiful Omega placed his hand on the dazed Alach's shoulder, his smile intimate and alluring: "Or should I call you... Banana Puppy?"
Alaph, who hadn't even lifted an eyelid during the bullet removal process, suddenly twitched violently between his eyebrows.
The scar beneath his prominent brow bone reflected the faint glare of the screen, tracing a sharp, silvery arc. Cold, like a knife. Or perhaps it concealed some immense, suppressed pain.
"...What did you call him?"
Meanwhile, the arm from which the bullet had just been removed was healing rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye. Soon, the bloody gunshot wound had scabbed over and was almost completely healed.
The empty living room was filled only with heavy breathing, and a hoarse voice tinged with an uncontrollable, obsessive rage:
"Yan Quan, you call everyone a little dog?"
For an S-class Alpha, the destructive power of a single modern weapon is too insignificant. The only way to defeat them is to win their hearts and minds.
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