After Pretending to Be an Alpha, I Was Exposed by My Rival - Chapter 4

After getting Zhou Yijue’s permission, Yuan Haojun immediately came back to life. He bounced around energetically and ran off to mingle with the others, circling around the beautiful and charming Omegas while wagging the tail behind him that was practically about to materialize.

Zhou Yijue did not like this kind of place. A bunch of Alphas and Betas were acting like they had never seen an Omega before, circling around them with drool practically dripping onto their shoes.

But disliking it was one thing. Once he had come to this kind of place, it was impossible not to touch a single drop of alcohol.

Even though Zhou Yijue disliked it, he was still inevitably pressured into drinking quite a bit, and it was even mixed alcohol.

That bastard Yuan Big Head had gotten drunk. He had torn open the top two buttons of his shirt, revealing delicate collarbones that did not match his big head at all, and was dancing a close, grinding dance with another Alpha.

If he had been sober, Yuan Big Head would have already spat in disgust and cursed. His lifelong wish was to defeat Alphas and marry a fair, rich, beautiful Omega.

Yet when he was drunk, Yuan Big Head actually started dancing intimately with an Alpha. Under the shouting and encouragement of the people around them, this guy even kissed that Alpha.

A hot French kiss.

Tsk, tsk.

Zhou Yijue held grudges, so he conveniently recorded Yuan Big Head’s ugly behavior.

He would send it to him later.

“Brother Lu, what are you looking at? Why have you been distracted the whole night?” Houzi had drunk too much. His face was as red as a monkey’s butt, and his hand was draped over Lu Chizhou’s shoulder. His smile became increasingly obscene.

Wu Qi had a better alcohol tolerance. Although he had not drunk any less than Houzi, he was still fairly clear-headed. He walked over, glanced at Houzi, and shouted, “Holy shit, Houzi, why did your butt grow onto your head?”

“What do you mean grow onto my head? Wu Qi, you pervert! You’re secretly looking at my butt? Tell me, have you been coveting my butt this whole time?” Houzi was so drunk he could no longer distinguish people from animals. Mistakenly thinking Wu Qi was coveting his butt, he grabbed Wu Qi and swung a fist that he thought was a heavy punch, but was actually a cotton-soft punch.

With one stumble, both of them fell. Wu Qi was crushed underneath and hit his head, the pain making stars appear in his eyes.

Houzi landed sitting on Wu Qi’s body. The world spun around him, and dizziness hit.

“Ugh—”

“Fuck, you dead monkey! Are you looking for death?!”

The scene was far too chaotic. Zhou Yijue had also drunk too much.

But his drunken behavior was different from other people’s. He got drunk in a very serious way. When he sat there quietly, even his little face looked clean and pale, without the slightest sign of drunkenness.

Only, do not think he was an obedient rabbit. Zhou Yijue at this time had an even more explosive temper than when he was sober, and he was even easier to provoke.

Touch him once, and he would bite you.

A few bold people had been obsessed with Zhou Yijue’s beautiful face and had drooled over him the whole night. Now, seeing Zhou Yijue sitting so quietly in the corner, their hearts itched even more. With arms around each other’s shoulders, they surrounded him, holding wine glasses and using the excuse of urging him to drink to get close.

“Beauty, want to have a drink together? Although we’re both As, it’s such a waste for that face of yours to only be an A.” A yellow-haired boy wearing an earring, a replica representative of Earth’s 1990s non-mainstream fashion, reached out an obscene hand toward Zhou Yijue, wanting to take advantage of him.

“Ah—!”

The moment his fingertips touched Zhou Yijue’s clothes, Zhou Yijue immediately grabbed him and executed a standard shoulder throw.

The boy slammed onto the floor and was completely stunned.

When he touched his nose, blood flowed down.

Seeing what happened to Yellow Hair, the remaining few people became as cowardly as quails. They swallowed and all found excuses to slip away.

Just as they turned around and had not taken two steps, Lu Chizhou blocked their path. Before they could react, he took down two of them first.

“Ow, fuck! Why are you hitting people?”

“I’m not hitting people. I’m hitting livestock.” As Lu Chizhou spoke, he went up and added another kick.

After Lu Chizhou finished beating them, he clapped his hands and walked up to Zhou Yijue, preparing to show off the bearing of a hero saving the beauty.

“Um, are you all right?”

He tugged at his collar, feeling terribly thirsty.

Had he drunk fake alcohol tonight? Why did he feel so uncomfortable?

Lu Chizhou glanced at Zhou Yijue, and that single look was disastrous. The other party’s face was rosy, his eyes were wet, and every blink made them shimmer like spring water, making people unbearably tempted.

Goodness. His little face had still been so clean and pale just now. Now that Lu Chizhou had come closer, why had it suddenly become so flushed?

Could it be because he had just heroically saved the beauty, and Zhou Yijue’s little heart, deeply in love with him, could not withstand his boundless charm and had started pounding wildly, making him fall for him even more?

Although there was no clear interstellar law prohibiting AA relationships, for the sake of the planet’s future reproduction and prosperity, Alphas with a mental level above A were not allowed to marry.

But if it was an Alpha as beautiful and cute as Zhou Yijue, he did not mind giving it a try.

Lu Chizhou swallowed.

Zhou Yijue raised his eyes. His hazy gaze instantly focused the moment he saw Lu Chizhou, and his eyes reddened with irritable anger.

He abruptly stood up and grabbed Lu Chizhou by the collar. Just as he was about to curse, his body suddenly went soft and limp. His feet felt as if they were stepping on clouds, unable to find a point of support. Losing his balance, he fell into Lu Chizhou’s arms.

He perfectly performed a scene of throwing himself into someone’s embrace.

Lu Chizhou was delighted inside.

This little妖精 really did love him.

He clearly had not been drunk just now, yet now that he was in front of Lu Chizhou, he was actually pretending to be drunk and throwing himself into his arms so impatiently.

Tsk, tsk. Still, he smelled really good.

Had he sprayed on some perfume?

There was a mint scent.

Could it be mint-scented body wash?

Lu Chizhou wrapped his arms around Zhou Yijue and was just about to tease him a little when he suddenly felt his body. It was terribly hot.

“Do you have a fever?”

Lu Chizhou’s tone became anxious, and his gaze sharpened considerably.

Without another word, he picked him up horizontally and quickly walked out the door, then placed Zhou Yijue in his car.

“Don’t move around. I’m taking you to the hospital. You have a fever.”

Zhou Yijue was burning so badly that he felt dizzy. He had drunk too much, his head was spinning, and now he also had a high fever. His entire brain had become a mess of paste.

“Who are you?”

“Lu Chizhou.”

“Who is Lu Chizhou?”

“The person you like.” Lu Chizhou’s tongue turned over the words, and he sounded a little smug. For some reason, he was very fond of that sentence.

“The person I like?” Zhou Yijue, completely muddled from the fever, repeated Lu Chizhou’s words. His dazed state showed that he was completely unable to think.

Lu Chizhou touched Zhou Yijue’s forehead and discovered that his temperature had become even hotter. He was terribly anxious. He quickly fastened Zhou Yijue’s seat belt and silently recited a calming mantra, stopping his thoughts from wildly running off. But just as he was about to sit back down, Zhou Yijue suddenly grabbed him.

“Don’t go.”

Lu Chizhou stared at Zhou Yijue’s flushed face and listened to him beg in a soft, limp voice for him not to leave. For a moment, his heart nearly stopped beating.

This little vixen’s cultivation was truly high.

Showing such an adorable appearance—how was he supposed to bear letting go?

But no.

“You have a fever. I’m taking you to the hospital. We’ll talk after you recover.”

“Hospital? No, not going… not going to the hospital… Kiss me. Kiss me…”

Zhou Yijue looked pleadingly at Lu Chizhou.

His voice was soft and weak. Because he was drunk and sick, his powerless tone carried a different kind of charm.

Lu Chizhou’s heart itched, as if it had been brushed by a feather. His whole body felt uncomfortable, but he did not want to take advantage of someone in a vulnerable state. When Zhou Yijue was about to press against his lips, Lu Chizhou used every ounce of self-control he had to turn his head away.