A Rich Family’s Matrilocal Alpha Married to a Vegetative Omega - Chapter 7

“Junk food” this, “nutritionist’s balanced proportions” that—Ye Fan only knew that for three meals a day, meat, protein, and carbs were all essential!

Why the hell wasn’t she allowed to eat meat?

And as for that “silence while eating and sleeping” rule, wasn’t it a bit too rigid? What was so wrong with talking and eating together?

Ye Fan vented her frustrations through tears. Beside her, Qin Shujian listened with a mix of amusement and exasperation, not quite knowing how to respond.

Fortunately, Ye Fan didn’t actually expect her to answer. She entertained herself by reciting a menu of dishes, muttering: “Waaaah, I really want milk tea, and fried chicken, spicy hot pot, lamb skewers, grilled squid…”

She even asked herself a soul-searching question: “If I can’t even eat these things, what is the meaning of life?! What else can even be called ‘delicacy’!”

Qin Shujian had no answer. Ye Fan curled into a more pathetic ball of grievance.

By evening, the food hadn’t changed. Ye Fan felt even more wronged as she went upstairs, sitting to the side and lamenting: “So boring. I can’t even drink milk tea. What’s the point of living like this…”

Hearing this, Qin Shujian guessed that Ye Fan probably wasn’t actually starving; she had likely eaten at least a little bit, so she didn’t pay it much mind.

At most, she pondered whether she should offer a few words of comfort, but before she could decide, someone’s breathing in the room suddenly grew heavy.

Qin Shujian instantly stiffened.

There was no helping it; that heavy breathing was far too familiar. Even though the two of them had reached an agreement, and even though Ye Fan made no other sound besides that breathing, Qin Shujian couldn’t be entirely at ease.

After all, since childhood, every piece of knowledge an Omega learned from books about Alphas said the same thing: Alphas are incapable of controlling their instincts.

It was almost a universal stereotype. Qin Shujian’s mind was taut with tension, and she secretly vowed to scold Ye Fan the moment she dared to approach.

This was technically an “inner thought,” but Ye Fan was currently focusing her entire soul on suppressing the dry heat in her body. She had no room to care about anything else and, naturally, didn’t hear Qin Shujian’s heart.

Fortunately, after two days of adaptation, Ye Fan’s reaction wasn’t as violent as before. A few minutes later, she managed to barely suppress it.

As the heat slowly receded from her body, Ye Fan didn’t notice the faint soreness at the back of her neck; she only felt lucky that this ordeal had finally passed.

On the other side, however, Qin Shujian was not so happy.

True, Ye Fan hadn’t come over, nor had she continued to offend her, but—

“Ye Fan! I’m warning you, retract your pheromones right now!”

Who could have guessed that Ye Fan, who was supposedly “defective,” would actually show results after only two days of injections?

Even if the scent of those pheromones was still faint, almost imperceptible—to Qin Shujian’s body, that was no excuse. The moment she caught the scent, Qin Shujian clearly felt her body being induced into a heat cycle.

Qin Shujian was too embarrassed to even say it. She couldn’t move, but she could feel!

The scolded Ye Fan panicked, only now noticing the faint scent of her own pheromones in the air.

She became incredibly nervous, stammering: “I… I don’t know how to control this, I really don’t…”

Qin Shujian’s voice went stiff. She was dying to curse at her, but her body—induced into a heat—clearly couldn’t handle much complaining.

She clearly sensed the heat within her. After thinking desperately, she finally remembered: “Go around this way, third room on the left corridor. Open it and go in. There’s an unlocked white cabinet inside with pheromone suppressants—go inject yourself, quickly!”

Ye Fan hurriedly agreed and rushed out the door. She was afraid Su Yu might come to stop her, but fortunately, it was late, and there were few people left in the house.

Relying on the residual methods in the original owner’s memory, Ye Fan fought back tears and shakily gave herself an injection.

God, that hurt! She almost cried.

When she returned to the bedroom, Qin Shujian didn’t speak.

Ye Fan stood at the door, not daring to enter, until finally Qin Shujian urged: “What are you standing there for?”

Ye Fan slowly approached. Seeing Qin Shujian lying on the bed drenched in sweat, she couldn’t help but say: “You’re sweating so much… I’m sorry. How about I help you wipe down and change your clothes?”

Hearing this, Qin Shujian wanted to strangle Ye Fan. If she could control herself right now, she would have glared Ye Fan to death.

Qin Shujian was a germaphobe; she couldn’t stand the feeling of wet clothes clinging to her body. And thinking that the caregiver might not come until tomorrow…

Having no choice, Qin Shujian could only agree.

Now it was Ye Fan’s turn to be awkward. She had only suggested it out of guilt, wanting to do something to make it up to Qin Shujian; she hadn’t expected her to actually say yes.

Then… then this… isn’t that… No no no no no!

Ye Fan, you have to be sober. She only agreed because she trusts you. You can’t take advantage of her at a time like this; it’s shameful!

Ye Fan muttered in her heart while keeping her eyes strictly focused, her movements brisk as she tried to finish as fast as possible.

Unfortunately, no matter how fast she was, skin-to-skin contact was unavoidable. No matter how much Ye Fan tried to be a paragon of virtue, she still felt her face flush and her mind go blank from those smooth, soft sensations… and for the paralyzed Qin Shujian, these feelings were even more pronounced.

The ambiguous temperature rose. Ye Fan didn’t even dare to breathe heavily, her heart thumping like a drum. When it was all over, both of them let out a simultaneous sigh of relief.

Ye Fan didn’t dare stay in that position a second longer. She grabbed the soiled clothes and mumbled: “It wouldn’t be good if someone else saw these. I’ll just go wash them for you.”

Qin Shujian was about to say there was a washing machine when she heard the bathroom door slam shut. Ye Fan’s speed was apparent.

Qin Shujian wanted to say something, but then she noticed an unnatural feeling on her face. It felt… a bit hot?

Perhaps it was a lingering effect of the heat cycle, or perhaps…

She paused and said nothing more, closing her eyes and instinctively hypnotizing herself to go to sleep. On the other side, Ye Fan wasn’t doing much better.

She had said she would wash the clothes, but after scrubbing a few times, she froze. Her gaze drifted, her mind elsewhere, her face still burning. She kept her mouth shut tight, not daring to mutter a single word, as if she had suddenly become a mute.

Once the clothes were washed, Ye Fan went back and acted casual, pretending to chat with Qin Shujian. But after talking to herself for quite a while, there was no response from the other side.

Ye Fan hesitated, turned to look, and realized Qin Shujian had likely already fallen asleep.

Well… okay. Anyway, it seems like everything is fine. If Qin Shujian doesn’t care, why should I? I might as well get some sleep!

Yeah, right. Good sleep.

Ye Fan muttered to herself, stole another glance at Qin Shujian, feeling a tiny bit of awkwardness in her heart, but it wasn’t long after she closed her eyes that she actually fell asleep.

The next day, everything seemed to return to square one.

Ye Fan went downstairs to eat as usual and then complained to Qin Shujian about the day’s food.

Every time this happened, Qin Shujian felt a bit embarrassed for her, but before she could explain, Ye Fan would mutter to herself: “Don’t think too much about it. Maybe they just changed chefs or something…”

“From another perspective, I’m a guest and you’re the host, so the dishes we eat must be different. It’s quite normal. It’s just… could there be a little more meat? Why do I get scolded even for wanting to add some bean paste?”

While she talked, Ye Fan couldn’t stay still. Since washing the clothes for Qin Shujian yesterday, she seemed to have opened the door to a new world.

She found things to do while rambling to Qin Shujian. Even with her inner voice, Qin Shujian couldn’t win an argument against Ye Fan’s mouth. In the end, forced by circumstance, she could only listen to the endless chattering.

Ye Fan didn’t want to be like this either, but it was truly too boring.

Originally, she could have wandered around the Qin estate, but after her previous escape attempt, she saw a crowd of people every time she went downstairs.

Under the surveillance of so many eyes, what was the point of a walk? She might as well go back to the room and talk to Qin Shujian!

Ye Fan had thought this at first, but as one day passed, then two…

Ye Fan finally couldn’t help but throw down the cloth she had washed for the third time, collapsing onto the bed with a wail: “Save me, save me, save me!”

“If I stay here under house arrest any longer, I’m going to die of boredom!!”

There was no one else here, so Ye Fan was obviously speaking to Qin Shujian. Qin Shujian understood and sighed, asking her: “Then what do you want to do? Do you want to go out, or do you want to break the contract?”

The last three words made Ye Fan’s eyes light up, but thinking of Qin Wan’s previous warning, she chickened out again.

“…It hasn’t come to that. I just want to go out for some fresh air; I can endure the rest.”

Ye Fan’s words were honest, even carrying a touch of tolerance for the Qin family’s sake. It seemed quite reasonable, but Qin Shujian shook her head decisively.

“If you truly want to go out, you can’t say it like that. You have to find a reason to make a scene.”

Ye Fan couldn’t understand. Qin Shujian simply gave her a plan: “Pretend you’re being a hooligan and want to leave. The Qin family definitely won’t agree to let you leave halfway, and they might even try to threaten or bribe you like before—then you insist that you have no money and can’t pay a single cent of the liquidated damages. Tell them they can just lock you up if they want.”

This was even harder to understand. Ye Fan’s eyes widened, and she asked hesitantly: “Does… does that work? What if Housekeeper Su gets angry? I won’t suddenly have an accident and die, will I?”

Hearing this, Qin Shujian fell silent for a while and sighed.

“What do you take the Qin family for? The Qin family isn’t the mob. If you can’t pay the penalty, what can they actually do to you?”

“Besides, this is just a negotiation tactic. When the other party has a tough attitude, if you want to open a window, you must first announce that you’re going to smash the door. They definitely won’t let you smash the door; that’s when you talk to them about opening the window. Naturally, it’s easier for them to compromise then.”

Ye Fan finally felt relieved and discussed several details with Qin Shujian.

Hearing her eager tone, Qin Shujian didn’t hold anything back, saying plainly: “By then, Su Yu will probably have you take bodyguards with you.”

“That doesn’t really matter. You just need to get out, right? Just pretend they aren’t there and look for an opportunity to act—by the way, once you’re out, I need you to do something for me.”