After Signing a Marking Agreement with the Abstinent Omega - Chapter 4

Xie Queyou was 23 years old this year. She had grown up in an orphanage and had finally gotten a promotion after years of hard work, only to transmigrate into a novel and face the danger of imminent death. Even so, she felt she was facing it quite optimistically.

Even after suddenly undergoing secondary differentiation and marking a stranger, she still hadn’t felt despair.

But now, the moment her eyes met Yun Wangqing’s from across the room, Xie Queyou had never felt such utter despair.

Why? How could the person from that night be Yun Wangqing?

Yun Wangqing was the white moonlight of the original protagonist, and also the fiancée the Xie family had arranged for Xie Rong’an — her future sister-in-law.

She was someone Xie Queyou must respect, keep distance from, and not even look at.

The one person who absolutely could not be the woman she had slept with that night!

How could it be her?

Yun Wangqing’s gaze landed on Xie Queyou. Seeing the shock in her eyes, her pupils shrank slightly before she quickly looked away.

Even before entering the door, her sensitive glands had already noticed the faint lime scent in the air. The unmistakable pheromone made her heart race.

Xie Rong’an, who was holding her hand and walking forward, noticed her slight pause and turned her head. “What’s wrong?”

Yun Wangqing quickly gathered a smile back onto her face. Her movements remained elegant as she shook her head and continued forward.

The dozen or so steps from the door to the dining table felt like they had been shortened by a hundred times to Xie Queyou.

“Mom, this is the Miss Yun I told you about who just returned from abroad. Wangqing, this is my mother, and this is my sister, Xie Queyou.”

Yun Wangqing gave a slight bow toward Xie Wanyue and Xie Queyou. “Hello, Auntie.”

Xie Queyou didn’t dare let her gaze rest on Yun Wangqing at all. She was afraid that if she looked up, she would see the kiss marks she herself had left on the other woman. Her hands hanging by her sides felt numb, her palms covered in cold sweat.

“Hello… Sister Yun.”

Yun Wangqing: “Hello.”

Xie Wanyue smiled warmly at Yun Wangqing. “Miss Yun is truly as beautiful as you appear on TV. Come, sit down quickly. There’s no need to be so formal with your Auntie.”

When the chair opposite her was pulled out and made a sound, Xie Queyou instinctively looked over and happened to meet Yun Wangqing’s calm, unruffled eyes.

Then, the two of them tacitly looked away from each other, as if their earlier eye contact had been nothing more than a casual glance.

After pulling out the chair for Yun Wangqing, Xie Rong’an sat down as well.

“There was traffic on the way, so we were a bit late. Sorry to have kept Mom waiting so long.”

Xie Wanyue said with relief, “The Xie and Yun families are in completely different directions in Jiang City. I was already feeling bad about you two having to travel so far, especially Little Yun. You just got back from abroad and haven’t had proper rest, yet I asked you to come see me. How is your health?”

When Yun Wangqing went abroad years ago, the public story was that it was for work. In reality, everyone in Jiang City’s upper circles knew she had gone to seek treatment. What the illness was, however, remained unknown.

But since she had now returned, Xie Wanyue assumed the condition must have been mostly cured.

Yun Wangqing curved her lips slightly. “It has stabilized.”

For some reason, when Yun Wangqing said this, Xie Queyou felt as though the other woman’s gaze had landed on her. But when she cautiously looked over, she found nothing.

Yun Wangqing’s appearance had shocked her too much. Xie Queyou’s mind was in complete chaos. All her previously prepared plans had been thrown into disarray. She could only keep her head down and eat slowly, pretending to be introverted and not good with words.

In reality, her brain was about to explode.

Yun Wangqing was the person from that night. Did she already know Xie Queyou was Xie Rong’an’s sister before today? Or did she know but still allowed it to happen?

Xie Queyou’s mind was a mess.

Four people sat at the dining table. Three of them chatted animatedly, mostly about childhood stories. Xie Queyou pricked up her ears and listened.

Only then did she learn that the Xie and Yun families had been close many years ago. Yun Wangqing’s late Omega mother and Xie Wanyue had been good friends. It was only after some incident that the two families gradually drifted apart.

“Do you still remember? You two loved playing together when you were little,” Xie Wanyue said, her smile deepening with nostalgia.

Xie Rong’an chuckled softly and leaned slightly toward Yun Wangqing. Yun Wangqing’s movements paused for a brief moment before returning to calm.

“Of course I remember. I also remember that Wangqing really liked the lilies in the courtyard. I picked so many for her,” Xie Rong’an said.

Yun Wangqing maintained a proper smile. “I didn’t expect Rong’an to still remember.”

“You two loved playing together as children, then gradually lost touch. But it’s good that you’ve reconnected now,” Xie Wanyue said with curved eyes, looking at the two of them with satisfaction, as if watching a match made in heaven.

Xie Queyou ate slowly, completely tuning out the conversation. Xie Wanyue then started talking about embarrassing stories from Xie Rong’an’s childhood. As the two bantered, Xie Queyou found it noisy.

Her peripheral vision accidentally caught something. She noticed something was off with the woman across from her and couldn’t help but linger her gaze for a moment. Afraid of being noticed, she quickly looked away.

After hurriedly swallowing her food, Xie Queyou suddenly realized that Yun Wangqing had been silent for quite a while.

She carefully raised her eyes again and observed the other woman closely.

Sitting directly opposite Yun Wangqing, she could see more clearly that the woman was trembling.

It was a very intense tremor. She could barely hold her utensils steady. Her complexion was exactly the same as the night Xie Queyou had first met her — deathly pale, with colorless lips.

She was in great discomfort.

Xie Queyou’s nose had always been extremely sensitive. She could clearly tell whose pheromones were spreading in the air and who was releasing them.

Ever since the conversation turned to childhood memories, she had smelled a faint sandalwood scent at the table — Xie Rong’an’s pheromone. It was very light, so she hadn’t paid much attention.

But Yun Wangqing seemed to have started trembling right after the sandalwood scent appeared. Xie Queyou’s gaze shifted between Xie Rong’an and Yun Wangqing as she frowned.

She knew she shouldn’t do this. Maybe the two of them enjoyed flirting in front of others, and interfering might not end well.

Yet when Xie Queyou lowered her head, all she could see was Yun Wangqing’s pale face.

She bit her lip, took a big bite of food as if venting frustration, and quietly activated her glands to release a very faint lime scent — too faint for others to notice — to disperse the sandalwood.

The moment after she released her pheromones, Yun Wangqing’s trembling body gradually calmed down.

Xie Queyou thought good, not discovered, and was about to withdraw her pheromones when the next second, she smelled an extremely faint but passionate and proactive cedar scent.

The cold fragrance firmly locked onto the lime, refusing to let it leave. Several strands of cedar even drilled into the gland beneath her inhibitor patch, clamoring for more.

Xie Queyou lowered her head even further.

Yun Wangqing was responding to her.

The tips of her ears hidden behind her hair turned completely red. Xie Queyou no longer dared to raise her head, nor did she dare withdraw her pheromones.

The conversation at the table continued. Xie Queyou remained the background character.

No one noticed that in a corner invisible to the fiancée and mother, two extremely faint pheromones were intimately intertwining in the air, playfully chasing and merging with each other.

Just like their two owners, who tacitly avoided looking at each other.

—

The meal ended amid Xie Wanyue’s delighted laughter. She insisted that Yun Wangqing stay the night.

The real purpose wasn’t companionship, but to give Xie Rong’an and Yun Wangqing a chance to interact and develop their relationship.

Neither Xie Rong’an nor Yun Wangqing objected, so Xie Queyou naturally had no say.

After dinner, under a single look from Xie Rong’an, two maids escorted her out of the front hall.

They gave her no opportunity to come into contact with Yun Wangqing.

Once the maids had left, Xie Wanyue chatted with Yun Wangqing for a bit longer before yawning and pretending to be tired, then went upstairs.

Only Xie Rong’an and Yun Wangqing remained in the living room.

With no one else present, Xie Rong’an stretched her limbs and sat down on the sofa.

“Miss Yun, please sit. I hope my family didn’t cause you any trouble.”

Yun Wangqing sat on the sofa opposite her. “They didn’t.”

Xie Rong’an lifted her gaze. “My mother really likes you.”

Yun Wangqing: “This matter has not yet been decided by the parents of both families.”

Xie Rong’an let out a soft laugh. “I forgot to tell you. When I went to the Yun family to pick you up, your grandfather spoke to me.”

She finished speaking and looked at Yun Wangqing, expecting some change in her expression.

Naturally, there was none. Yun Wangqing looked completely indifferent, as if she didn’t care at all. There wasn’t even the slightest ripple in her eyes.

It seemed the Yun Wangqing Xie Rong’an saw had always been like this — dead still like stagnant water. No one could stir even the smallest wave.

Boring, yet it aroused a desire to conquer and annoy.

Xie Rong’an raised an eyebrow. A trace of conquest desire ignited in her heart. She poured herself a glass of red wine and continued.

“So the Yun family has fallen so low that they need a marriage alliance to survive? I really feel sorry for you.”

“That old man is really something, openly talking about selling his granddaughter. Sigh.”

Only then did Yun Wangqing lift her eyelids to look at her. Without a smile, her face was cold and indifferent, as if it would never change.

Xie Rong’an raised her hand, seemingly wanting to touch the gland beneath her inhibitor patch, but Yun Wangqing dodged it.

Her hand hung in mid-air for a few seconds before she smiled and withdrew it.

“What are you hiding from? Afraid I’ll find out you can’t be marked?”

Yun Wangqing froze. She looked up, and a trace of shock finally appeared in her usually calm eyes.

Xie Rong’an was very satisfied with this reaction.

“Come on, since your grandfather hinted so obviously, of course I had to know the full story. If I didn’t even know about this, how could I be a qualified ‘wife’?”

Xie Rong’an took a sip of red wine. “Since both families are considering a marriage alliance, I’ll be frank. You can’t be marked and can’t satisfy my needs.”

“After marriage, we’ll maintain a normal relationship. I will give the Yun family what they want. In return, I hope you won’t interfere with my private life. If any scandal comes up later, I’ll handle it myself.”

“It’s a marriage between upper-class families. You should know how it works.”

Xie Rong’an tilted her head back and finished the red wine in one gulp. She heard the Omega’s cold and restrained voice:

“Miss Xie is so certain that I will marry you?”

Xie Rong’an suddenly smiled. “Who knows? I think I quite like you.”

After finishing the wine in her glass, Xie Rong’an stood up and walked out. She heard Yun Wangqing speak again behind her.

“At dinner just now, you did it on purpose.”

Xie Rong’an stopped in her tracks and met the woman’s stagnant-water gaze.

“I just wanted to test whether you were really insensitive to Alpha pheromones. I didn’t expect it to be true.”

As she spoke, she pushed open the door and instructed the maid standing outside: “Take Miss Yun to the guest room.”

—

Led by the maid upstairs, Yun Wangqing entered the guest room.

The Xie family was extremely wealthy. The old mansion was built magnificently. Even the guest room was quite large.

Standing in the center, she felt as if the walls around her were rushing toward her.

She unconsciously crumpled the hem of her skirt, her breathing cold.

The gland on her neck, which had just been soothed by the lime scent, began to ache faintly again. The bit of sandalwood pheromone she had been exposed to at dinner turned into sharp blades stabbing at her gland.

The rejection reaction appeared once more. Yun Wangqing felt as if her throat was being strangled, unable to breathe.

She quickly walked into the bathroom, wanting to wash off all the disgusting Alpha pheromones on her body.

She tore off the inhibitor patch covering her gland. The moment her extremely sensitive gland came into contact with the air, Yun Wangqing couldn’t hold back a muffled groan.

The expected intense pain did not come. Instead, her gland felt calmer than usual.

Yun Wangqing slowly opened her eyes. At some point, the air had become filled with a faint lime fragrance. The ownerless pheromone sensed the pain in the familiar gland and rushed over to comfort it.

Yun Wangqing finally looked around the guest room.

The decor was cold in style, with simple furniture arranged neatly. There were clear traces that someone had lived here.

Someone had stayed here before.

Yun Wangqing left the bathroom. The lime scent was stronger in the bedroom, but still very faint. The owner of the lime-scented pheromones had not stayed here for long.

Perhaps only a day.

But for Yun Wangqing’s gland, it was enough.

After being marked, her gland had become even more sensitive. Lin Wumo said this was a reaction to the gland not being satisfied.

Yesterday, she had failed to forcibly remove the mark, leaving her gland in a precarious state.

For tonight’s meeting, she had injected inhibitors in advance and applied a double layer of patches, but it was still useless. While the heat had been suppressed, the rejection reaction was even more intense than before.

She had thought no one would notice her struggle at the dining table.

But someone had noticed and helped her.

Yun Wangqing removed the evening dress stained with sandalwood pheromones and changed into the pajamas prepared by the maid. No longer restraining herself, she allowed her gland — which had gone so long without absorbing Alpha pheromones — to release freely.

Cedar and lime merged. Just that small amount of pheromones was enough to overwhelm her gland.

In the small room, the hungry gland devoured the lime while uncontrollably releasing even more surging cedar fragrance, joyfully responding.

This woman named Xie Queyou had helped her again.

Yun Wangqing collapsed weakly onto the bed, buried her face in the pillow, and breathed heavily.