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

Xie Queyou was twenty-three this year. She had grown up in an orphanage, and after finally getting promoted at twenty-three, she had transmigrated into a novel and was now facing the danger of imminent death. She felt she had faced all of this rather optimistically.

Even after suddenly undergoing a second differentiation and marking a strange woman, she still had not felt despair.

But now, the moment she met Yun Wangqing’s eyes from where she stood not far away, Xie Queyou had never felt such despair before.

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

Yun Wangqing was the protagonist’s white moonlight in the original novel. She was also the fiancée Xie Queyou’s family had arranged for Xie Rong’an—her future sister-in-law.

She was someone Xie Queyou had to respect, stay away from, and not even glance at.

The one thing she absolutely could not be was the person who had spent that night with her!

How could it be her?

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

As early as when she was still outside the door, her sensitive gland had already noticed the faint lime scent in the air. The impossible-to-ignore pheromones made her heart palpitate.

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

Yun Wangqing’s smile gathered on her face again. Her manner remained elegant as she shook her head and walked forward.

It was only a dozen steps from the doorway to the dining table, but Xie Queyou felt as if time had been shortened a hundredfold.

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

Yun Wangqing bowed slightly to Xie Wanyue and Xie Queyou.

“Hello, Auntie.”

Xie Queyou did not dare let her gaze fall on Yun Wangqing. She was afraid that the moment she raised her eyes, she would see the kiss marks she had left on Yun Wangqing’s body. The hand hanging by her side felt a little numb, and her palm was soaked in cold sweat.

“Hello, Sister… Yun.”

Yun Wangqing said, “Hello.”

Xie Wanyue looked at Yun Wangqing with smiling eyes. “Miss Yun really is as beautiful as she looks on television. Come, sit down. There’s no need to be so particular about etiquette with Auntie Xie.”

Only when the chair opposite her was pulled out, making a sound that caused Xie Queyou to subconsciously look over, did she happen to meet Yun Wangqing’s calm, undisturbed eyes again.

Then, as if by tacit agreement, the two of them moved their gazes away from each other, as though that brief eye contact just now had been nothing more than an accidental glance.

After Xie Rong’an pulled out the chair for Yun Wangqing, she also sat down.

“There was traffic on the road, so we arrived a little late. Sorry for making Mom wait so long.”

Xie Wanyue said warmly, “The Xie family and the Yun family are on opposite sides of Jiangcheng to begin with. I was already feeling sorry that you two children had to sit in the car for so long to come here—especially Xiao Yun. You just returned from abroad and haven’t even had a proper rest, yet I asked you to come see me. How is your illness?”

Back then, when Yun Wangqing went abroad, the public explanation had been that it was for work. But in reality, everyone in Jiangcheng’s upper circles knew that she had gone abroad for medical treatment. As for what illness she had, no one knew.

But Xie Wanyue thought that since she had already returned to the country, her illness should be more or less cured.

The corner of Yun Wangqing’s mouth curved slightly. “It has stabilized.”

For some reason, when Yun Wangqing said this, Xie Queyou kept feeling as though her gaze had landed on her. But when she tentatively looked over, she found nothing.

Yun Wangqing’s appearance had shocked her too greatly. Xie Queyou’s mind was in complete chaos, and all the plans she had prepared before had been thrown into disorder. She could only lower her head and slowly eat, pretending that she had a reserved personality and was not good with words.

In reality, her mind was about to explode.

Yun Wangqing was the person from that night. Then, before today, did she know that Xie Queyou was Xie Rong’an’s younger sister? Or did she know and allow it anyway?

Xie Queyou’s mind was a tangled mess.

Four people sat around the dining table. Three of them had been chatting enthusiastically the entire time, mostly about childhood anecdotes. Xie Queyou perked up her ears and listened a little.

Only then did she learn that the Xie and Yun families had been on good terms many years ago. Yun Wangqing’s late Omega mother and Xie Wanyue had been very good friends. It was only later, after some changes occurred, that the two families gradually grew distant.

“Do you still remember? When you two were little, you liked playing together very much.” As if recalling those years, Xie Wanyue’s smile deepened, and her tone carried a bit of nostalgia.

Xie Rong’an laughed softly and leaned slightly toward Yun Wangqing. Yun Wangqing’s movements froze for a moment, but she recovered her calm almost instantly.

“Of course I remember. I also remember that Wangqing liked the lilies in the courtyard very much, so I picked a lot of them for her,” Xie Rong’an said.

The smile on Yun Wangqing’s face remained proper. “I didn’t expect Rong’an to still remember.”

“You two liked playing together so much when you were children. Later on, you gradually lost contact, but fortunately, you’ve reconnected now.” Xie Wanyue’s brows and eyes curved as she looked at the two of them in satisfaction, as if looking at a match made in heaven.

Xie Queyou slowly ate the food in her mouth, turning a deaf ear to everything outside the window. Xie Wanyue then brought up some embarrassing stories from Xie Rong’an’s childhood, and the two began bantering. Listening to them, Xie Queyou only felt that it was noisy.

When her peripheral vision inadvertently shifted, she suddenly noticed that something was wrong with the woman in front of her. She could not help lingering on her for a moment longer, but afraid of being discovered, she hurriedly moved her gaze away.

Quickly swallowing the food in her mouth, Xie Queyou suddenly realized that Yun Wangqing had not spoken for quite a while.

She carefully raised her eyes again and observed her closely.

She was sitting opposite Yun Wangqing, so at this moment, she could see more directly that Yun Wangqing was trembling.

She was trembling very violently, almost unable to hold her utensils steady. Her face looked exactly the same as it had the night before last when Xie Queyou met her. Even her lips were turning pale.

She was in great discomfort.

Xie Queyou’s nose had always been very sensitive. Whose pheromones were spreading through the air and whose pheromones were being released—she knew it all clearly.

From the moment they began talking about childhood, she had smelled a faint trace of sandalwood at the dining table. This was Xie Rong’an’s pheromone. It was very faint, so she had not paid much attention to it.

But Yun Wangqing seemed to have begun trembling only after the sandalwood appeared. Xie Queyou’s gaze shifted between Xie Rong’an and Yun Wangqing, and she frowned.

She clearly knew she should not do this. Perhaps the two of them simply liked flirting when there were many people around, and if she interfered, the result might not be good.

But Xie Queyou lowered her head, and her mind was filled entirely with Yun Wangqing’s pale face.

She bit her lip, then swallowed a mouthful of food in one go as if venting her frustration. At the same time, without making a sound, she activated her gland and released a lime scent so faint that no one should have been able to detect it, dispersing the sandalwood.

And in the very next moment after she released her pheromones, Yun Wangqing’s trembling body calmed down.

Xie Queyou thought, Good, I wasn’t discovered.

She was just about to withdraw her pheromones when, in the next instant, she smelled an extremely faint yet passionate and proactive cedar fragrance.

The cold fragrance firmly locked onto the lime, not allowing it to leave. A few wisps of cedar even burrowed beneath the suppressant patch on her gland, clamoring for more.

Xie Queyou lowered her head even further.

Yun Wangqing was responding to her.

The tips of her ears hidden in her hair turned completely red. This time, Xie Queyou truly did not dare raise her head, nor did she dare withdraw her pheromones again.

The conversation at the dining table continued. Xie Queyou continued being the background board at the table.

No one noticed that, in a place where the marriage partner and mother could not see, two extremely faint pheromones were ambiguously mingling in the air, harmoniously chasing and playing with each other.

Just like the two owners of those pheromones, who tacitly refused to look at one another.

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The meal ended amid Xie Wanyue’s cheerful laughter. No matter what, Xie Wanyue insisted that Yun Wangqing stay the night at the house.

Keeping her company was fake. Letting Xie Rong’an and Yun Wangqing use the opportunity to talk and deepen their relationship was the real goal.

Xie Rong’an and Yun Wangqing had no objections, and Xie Queyou had even less reason to object.

After dinner, she was sent away from the front hall by one look from Xie Rong’an, escorted off by two servants.

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

After all the servants had left, Xie Wanyue chatted with Yun Wangqing for a few more sentences. Then she yawned, pretended to be sleepy, and went upstairs.

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

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

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

Yun Wangqing sat on the sofa opposite her. “No.”

Xie Rong’an lifted her eyes. “My mother likes you quite a lot.”

Yun Wangqing said, “Both families’ elders have yet to decide on this matter.”

Xie Rong’an burst out laughing. “I forgot to tell you. When I went to the Yun family to pick you up, your grandfather came to see me.”

After saying this, she looked at Yun Wangqing, expecting to see some change on her face.

Naturally, there was none. Yun Wangqing seemed not to care at all, not even a ripple appearing in her eyes.

It seemed that the Yun Wangqing Xie Rong’an had seen had always been like this—dead silent like a pool of stagnant water, something no one could stir into waves.

Boring, yet enough to stir one’s desire to conquer her and one’s irritation at the same time.

Xie Rong’an raised a brow, a bit of desire to conquer burning in her heart. She poured herself a glass of red wine and continued,

“So the Yun family has fallen so far that it needs to rely on marriage alliances to survive? What a pity.”

“That old man, really. How could he so openly talk about selling off his granddaughter? Sigh.”

Only then did Yun Wangqing lift her eyes and look over. Without her smile, her face was cold and detached, as if it would never change.

Xie Rong’an raised her hand, seemingly wanting to touch the gland beneath Yun Wangqing’s suppressant patch, but Yun Wangqing avoided her.

Her hand hung in midair. A few seconds later, she smiled and withdrew it.

“Why are you dodging? Afraid I’ll find out that you can’t be marked?”

Yun Wangqing froze, then raised her head. A hint of shock finally appeared in her still, undisturbed eyes.

Xie Rong’an was very satisfied with this change in her.

“Please. Since your grandfather hinted so much to me, I naturally 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 our families have the intention of arranging this marriage, I’ll make things clear first. You can’t be marked, and you can’t satisfy my needs.”

“After marriage, we’ll maintain a normal relationship. I’ll give the Yun family what it wants. In return, I hope you won’t interfere in my private life. If any romantic scandals appear later, I’ll handle them myself.”

“This is a marriage alliance in high society. You should know what to do.”

Xie Rong’an tilted her head back and drained the red wine in one gulp. Then she heard the Omega’s cold, restrained voice.

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

Xie Rong’an suddenly laughed. “Who knows? I feel like I rather like you.”

After draining the glass, Xie Rong’an lifted her foot and walked outside. Then she heard Yun Wangqing speak again.

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

Xie Rong’an stopped and met the woman’s stagnant, dead-water gaze.

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

As she spoke, she pushed open the main door and said to the servant standing outside, “Take Miss Yun to the guest room.”

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Led upstairs by a servant, Yun Wangqing entered the guest room.

The Xie family was deeply wealthy, and the old residence had been built especially grandly. Even the guest rooms were quite spacious.

She stood in the center and only felt as if the surrounding walls were rushing toward her at high speed.

Unconsciously, she wrinkled the skirt of her dress in her hand, her breath turning cold.

The gland on her neck, which had just been soothed by the lime scent, began to ache faintly again. The tiny bit of sandalwood that had clung to her at the dining table turned into blades stabbing toward her gland.

The rejection reaction appeared again. Yun Wangqing felt as if someone had seized her throat, leaving her unable to breathe.

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

She tore off the suppressant patch covering her gland. When her extremely sensitive gland came into contact with the air, Yun Wangqing could not suppress a muffled groan.

The extreme pain she had imagined did not appear. Instead, her gland was even quieter than usual.

Yun Wangqing slowly opened her eyes. At some point, the air had become filled with a faint lime fragrance. Those ownerless pheromones sensed the pain of a familiar gland and rushed over comfortingly to embrace it.

Only then did Yun Wangqing finally raise her eyes and look at this guest room.

The decor was cold and simple. The plain furniture was arranged here and there, and there were obvious traces of someone having lived here.

Someone had stayed here before.

Yun Wangqing left the bathroom. The lime scent in the bedroom was a little stronger, but still very faint. The owner of the pheromones carrying the lime scent 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 had said this was a reaction caused by the gland not being satisfied.

Yesterday, she had also failed to forcibly remove the mark, and her gland had already been in a precarious state.

For today’s meeting, she had injected a suppressant in advance and even applied a double layer of suppressant patches. But it was still useless. Her heat had been stopped, yet the rejection reaction was even more intense than before.

She thought that no one would notice her restraint at the dining table.

But someone had noticed.

And had helped her.

Yun Wangqing took off the formal gown stained with sandalwood pheromones and changed into the sleepwear prepared by the servants. No longer restraining herself, she allowed her gland, which had not absorbed Alpha pheromones for so long, to release itself freely.

Cedar and lime fused together. Just that tiny bit of pheromone was enough to leave her gland unable to withstand it.

In the small room, her hungry gland pounced on the lime. At the same time, beyond Yun Wangqing’s control, it actively released even more surging cedar fragrance, joyfully responding.

This woman named Xie Queyou had helped her once again.

Yun Wangqing collapsed weakly on the bed, buried her head into the pillow, and panted heavily.