After Signing a Marking Agreement with the Abstinent Omega - Chapter 21

Compensation?

The glaring words stabbed into Xie Queyou’s pupils, making her eyes ache faintly.

Did Yun Wangqing think that everything that had happened these past few days, all of Xie Queyou’s willingness, was because of money?

An indescribable sense of offense mixed with the irritability brought on by pheromones and rushed straight to her brain. Xie Queyou laughed in anger.

These past few days, she had followed the agreement and helped Yun Wangqing relieve her heat. She had endured the impulses of an Alpha’s instincts during rut and had been taking care of the other woman the whole time. Being overwhelmed by pheromones during rut had been very uncomfortable, but she had never felt tired.

When Yun Wangqing safely got through her heat and thanked her, Xie Queyou had been very happy. At the very least, she believed that her help had been useful, that she had strictly acted according to the agreement.

In the end, Yun Wangqing transferred her a sum of money.

She bit her lip. Beneath her anger, there was a long, hidden dull ache in her chest. Xie Queyou took a deep breath, picked up her phone, and her fingertips turned white from how hard she pressed.

[No need. The agreement never said the number of markings would be settled with money. What happened these past few days was me strictly carrying out the agreement. There is no need for you to transfer extra money.]

Her fingertips pressed against the keyboard. Xie Queyou wanted to ask what exactly Yun Wangqing meant, but when she closed her eyes, what appeared in her mind was still that person curled weakly in her arms, clutching the corner of her clothes and crying.

She pressed her lips together and took a deep breath.

[Just pay according to the agreement. I’ll ask finance to return the extra money. Miss Yun, please don’t do unnecessary things like this again.]

On the phone screen, the other side’s chat box showed [The other party is typing…] for a long time before a reply finally came back.

[Okay.]

Xie Queyou did not reply. After reading the message, she turned her phone face down on the desk.

Why did her heart feel a little stuffy? Xie Queyou thought.

She had thought that over these three days, the relationship between the two of them had drawn even a tiny bit closer. She had not expected it to still be a relationship of money.

The novel’s plot had already clearly told her that what Yun Wangqing needed was medicine that could help relieve her illness. In truth, there was nothing wrong with Yun Wangqing’s actions.

It was Xie Queyou who had fallen helplessly into the dependence on an Omega brought on by rut.

The intimacy of these three days had made Xie Queyou unable to help thinking too much. After all, no one could avoid developing hopes toward a white moonlight.

But once she returned to reality, Yun Wangqing was still the person who would marry into the Xie family half a year later. She was still the cold, otherworldly immortal in the novel, as pure and bright as moonlight.

She and Yun Wangqing were still nothing more than medicine and patient who had signed an agreement.

This money happened to scatter the last bit of sorrow left in Xie Queyou’s rut.

She leaned back against the sofa, raised her head, and lifted her forearm to cover her eyes.

In the empty office, only a nearly inaudible sigh remained, drowned beneath the traffic outside the window.

For the next few days, Xie Queyou did not chat with Yun Wangqing again.

This month’s marking had already been completed, and Yun Wangqing’s heat would not appear again in the short term. As medicine, all Xie Queyou needed to do was stay quietly where she was and rush over to mark her when necessary.

There was no need to contact her first.

During this time, she went to the gland research institute alone to check the condition of her gland after marking. Lin Wumo was not there, so Xiao He received her.

Work also slowly began. The television drama for which Xie Queyou served as producer was about to start filming. As the first television drama she was producing, she could not help putting all her attention into it.

That day’s marking grew farther and farther away from her.

After all, this was Xie Queyou’s first time carrying out a large-scale film and television project. She was so busy that her feet barely touched the ground, especially because of the scenes between the two actors.

This drama told the story of how two women survived, rose up, and became wealthy during chaotic times.

Xie Queyou had to sit behind the camera and watch their scenes, while also worrying that Wen Jing might suddenly set a trap for her.

But from the current situation, Han Si, who belonged to the Wen family’s film and television company, had not done anything out of line. From behind the camera, Xie Queyou thought she was fine.

Or perhaps it was because Han Si did not have many scenes at the moment. Most of the current scenes focused on the butcher played by Lu Yu, while Han Si’s role as the fallen princess did not have that many scenes yet.

They had to film an early scene tomorrow. Xie Queyou had to consider the crew’s budget, calculating every expense carefully. She needed to get up early and accompany the crew to rush through the morning.

After accompanying the director for one last bit of manual work and putting all the props into the prop room, Xie Queyou and Shi Ziyi prepared to return to the hotel together.

On the way, one of the young actors in the crew came to discuss the script with the director, so Xie Queyou prepared to go back first.

Qianlin Hengdian was located in the suburbs of Jiangcheng. There were only a few hotels nearby. When Xie Queyou booked hotels for the whole crew, only one luxury hotel still had rooms left.

Thinking that no one should suffer when it came to rest, she waved her hand and booked that one.

Coincidentally, this hotel was also the one booked by the crew of Yun Wangqing’s drama, Qing Mo.

When Xie Queyou learned of this, her whole person felt unwell. Every time she returned to the hotel, she was afraid of running into Yun Wangqing.

But after several days without running into her, and without even seeing Yun Wangqing’s fans, the tension in her heart secretly eased a little.

Later, while filming, she was very close to Yun Wangqing’s crew, so she indirectly asked around among the crew members.

It turned out that Yun Wangqing rarely rested at the hotel. After work, she usually went straight back to her home in Jiangcheng.

Xie Queyou thought of her current physical condition. It was indeed unsuitable for her to stay too long in a place like a hotel where so many Alpha pheromones circulated.

Today had originally been the same. When she returned to the hotel, she happened to encounter the Qing Mo crew finishing filming. A crowd of people returned to the hotel at the same time, and Xie Queyou, an outsider from another crew, was caught in the middle, feeling somewhat awkward.

She was swept along by the crowd toward the elevator. As they moved, she suddenly heard an extremely familiar woman’s voice, and her body almost froze.

She instinctively turned toward the sound. An exceptionally cold and alluring face was reflected in her pupils.

Yun Wangqing was still wearing her costume. A bright red ancient robe wrapped around her entire body, and light gauze swayed as she walked. The intricate headpieces in her hair trembled slightly, making a pleasant tinkling sound.

As if sensing someone’s gaze, she raised her eyes from the person she had been speaking to. Their gazes suddenly met in midair.

In an instant, the noise by her ears vanished. Xie Queyou could only hear the pounding of her own heart.

The emotions she had set aside for many days suddenly filled her chest. In a daze, she turned her head away and lifted her foot to leave, only to be pushed by the crowd into the elevator.

She did not stop until she reached the innermost part of the elevator.

Xie Queyou’s back was pressed against the elevator wall, her head lowered. From the corner of her eye, she saw a figure in red standing not far from her, then stopping.

The elevator doors closed and slowly ascended. Aside from her, everyone else in the elevator was a staff member of Qing Mo, and Xiao Zhao was there too.

Seeing that Xie Queyou was also there, Xiao Zhao nodded slightly in greeting.

Xie Queyou took a deep breath and pretended not to see Yun Wangqing standing one meter away, surrounded by everyone.

Her eyes drifted everywhere else—to the elevator doors, to the elevator cabin—before finally, she could not help landing on the red gauze hanging near her feet.

Why had Yun Wangqing come to the hotel?

After not seeing each other for so many days, and now encountering so many Alpha and Omega pheromones, could her pheromone rejection disorder withstand it?

Would her gland hurt?

No. Xie Queyou, why are you thinking about her again? She is only your partner. If her rejection disorder flares up, she will message you. You don’t need to think on her behalf. Stop it!

Xie Queyou blinked hard, driving away the other thoughts in her mind.

The elevator stopped on every floor, letting people off. This elevator ride felt slower to Xie Queyou than taking the stairs herself.

She stood there, trying her best not to look at the eye-catching woman beside her. The faint cedar scent in the air slowly soothed her messy thoughts.

The comfortable, long-missed cold fragrance had only just touched her when Xie Queyou felt her whole body relax. The frustration that had accumulated over many days was swept away. She could not help twitching her nose, keeping the cold fragrance in her lungs.

Then belatedly, she realized something was wrong.

Wasn’t this Yun Wangqing’s pheromone? How could she smell it?

Her sinking consciousness suddenly cleared. Xie Queyou looked over in astonishment.

Yun Wangqing was still standing one meter away from her, looking coldly at the elevator doors opposite them.

The elevator doors reflected her face—cold and distant. Her gaze had not even shifted toward Xie Queyou in the slightest.

If not for the faint cedar scent flowing through the air being far too familiar, no one would know that beneath her cold face, she was actually releasing pheromones at someone.

Xie Queyou’s eyes suddenly widened. Her gaze landed directly on the woman’s back, full of disbelief.

Perhaps her gaze was too heated, because Yun Wangqing’s face grew a little warm, and the cold fragrance in the air also changed in meaning along with its owner.

It was no longer friendly nuzzling. It became a kind of teasing that hooked at Xie Queyou’s consciousness, wanting to ambiguously fuse with her.

In an elevator where other people were present, she was secretly releasing her pheromones to hook Xie Queyou.

Xie Queyou froze in place. Her face instantly turned bright red. Her gland, which had not smelled that cold fragrance for so long, made a decision before she did, faintly showing an impulse to break through the suppressant patch.

She hurriedly looked away toward the elevator. They had only just reached the tenth floor. There were still four floors to go before hers, and someone else was getting off.

She closed her eyes and tried her best to ignore this pheromone. Her nerves were throbbing in her mind.

The hand hanging at her side clenched tightly. Sweat seeped from her flushed cheeks. She could only passively endure the torment of that cold fragrance.

How did Yun Wangqing dare? In front of so many people, she was releasing pheromones at her.

Hadn’t she said she wanted to treat Xie Queyou as medicine? Was she supposed to treat medicine like this too?

Xie Queyou could not think of an answer. She could not think at all right now. Every bit of consciousness was being drawn along by the cold fragrance. Every breath seemed to sink into a snowfield.

Ding—

Finally, the elevator stopped on the fourteenth floor. Xie Queyou hurriedly lifted her foot and left. Her back was hurried, almost as if she were fleeing. When she stepped out, she even stumbled, causing the people around her to look over.

Among those gazes, one was especially familiar and worried. Xie Queyou’s back instantly went numb from being stared at. She stiffened and walked out.

Only when the elevator doors closed did that intensely present pheromone gradually fade. She supported herself against the wall and breathed hard, as if she had crossed into another lifetime.

In the short one minute she had stood inside the elevator, a thin layer of sweat had broken out over her body, as if she had been washed in water. Looking at the tightly shut elevator doors, her eyes were full of confusion.

What exactly did Yun Wangqing mean?

Why did she have to secretly tease her in the elevator…

Xie Queyou blushed, opened her room door, and leaned weakly against the door panel.

Her mind was a chaotic mess. The nights they had spent together, the money Yun Wangqing had transferred, the pheromones she had just released in the elevator—they all stirred through her mind, leaving her unable to distinguish Yun Wangqing’s intentions.

Her whole body felt damp and uncomfortable. Xie Queyou picked up her clothes and went into the bathroom.

Half an hour later, she walked out of the bathroom while wiping her half-dry hair. The emotions in her heart had also dissipated somewhat.

Perhaps this was just a little hobby of rich people. Maybe they just liked teasing others?

Thinking this, she opened her phone, and the first thing she saw was a message.

Yun Wangqing: [1708]

It was Yun Wangqing’s room number.