A Charming and Cool Guy Finds Himself in a Chaotic Situation [Quick Transmigration] - Chapter 15

For a full ten seconds, there was silence in his mind; the System did not say a word.

In the quiet, empty restroom, only Yu Mianfeng’s shallow, rapid breathing and the sound of water splashing against his fingers could be heard.

When the Beta was earnestly washing his fingertips for the umpteenth time, the System finally responded.

[…The drug is very potent.] The System’s voice was tense, and Yu Mianfeng detected a trace of panic in its tone.

Unprecedented.

The side of the System that Yu Mianfeng had always seen was powerful, omniscient, and omnipotent much like the mechanical creation one would expect: emotionless, forever steady, and gentle. Even when Yu Mianfeng had been pinned against a wall by an Alpha in the past, the System had only calmly directed him to fire his gun.

This was the first time the System had displayed such a distinct, abnormal emotion. And what was the source of this helplessness?

Yu Mianfeng’s fingers tightened, his fingertips turning white as they pressed against the marble, though he was entirely unaware. He stared at himself in the mirror, deep in thought.

It seems my probing is effective.

However, the price… might have slightly exceeded his expectations.

The catalysis of the drug.

Yu Mianfeng pursed his lips, took a deep breath, and calmly turned off the water faucet. He inhaled again, breathing with a hint of strain.

As he looked up, Yu Mianfeng finally realized just how disheveled he looked right now.

The bangs on his forehead were completely soaked with sweat, his lips bitten white; after releasing them, they bloomed into a bruised crimson color. With every breath, his tongue pressed firmly and repressively against his teeth. His usually cold blue eyes were no longer clear, caught in a rare, lingering daze.

The skin exposed to the air was no longer its usual pale shade, but had climbed with a reddish hue… as if he were waiting to be slaughtered.

The seductive, fantastical scenes that frequently appeared in the dreams of those Alphas were, at this moment, becoming reality.

No one had ever been able to push Yu Mianfeng to this point. Never.

The life of the Yu family’s young master could be described as smooth sailing; even in the few instances of unexpected twists and turns, he had never been this disheveled. Yu Mianfeng’s expression was quintessentially cold, but under his current appearance, the “inaccessible” aura was diluted significantly.

He shook the water droplets from his left hand and subconsciously wanted to reach toward his thigh, but immediately suspended his hand in mid-air, forcing himself to stop. He then fiddled with the drawstring of his neckline, tightening it to bury the exposed skin deep within the clothes.

The pinhole cameras in the dark recorded this moment in silence, operating ceaselessly. Cameras were everywhere—even in the stall Yu Mianfeng had just entered, there were several pinhole cameras filming from different angles.

But fortunately, Yu Mianfeng had been extremely cautious earlier; he had not removed his clothing, merely reaching inside to feel around and check the situation.

After a while, having finally endured the drug’s effects that left his legs numb, Yu Mianfeng splashed his face with cold water and wiped it off simply before walking out of the restroom with a calm expression.

The corridor outside was silent and empty; the waiter who had led him here was nowhere to be seen. It was highly eerie—even the most obtuse person would sense that something was wrong. This, too, was within Yu Mianfeng’s expectations.

This bar had six public restrooms, separated by primary gender and secondary gender (ABO). This restroom for male Betas was very remote. When the waiter led him here, Yu Mianfeng had appeared silent, but he had long since memorized the actual route.

This long, narrow corridor did not connect to other private rooms; the walls were smooth, the lighting was bright, reflecting nothing but his own lonely shadow.

Yu Mianfeng took a step, but his body abruptly halted. He decisively reached out to steady himself against the wall, barely managing to stand firm. He counted the seconds in his heart, waiting for the prey to take the bait.

The System, which had been silent in his mind for a long time, spoke again: […This is very dangerous. Do not take risks.]

“How will I know who the mastermind is without probing?” Yu Mianfeng was extremely calm.

He was hiding a miniature bomb on his body. If it truly came to the point of no return… then taking the enemy down with him would be fine. He had no interest in those villain tasks; death might be a form of liberation for him.

Yu Mianfeng lowered his lashes, his eyes reflecting coldness.

What would the ending of this story become then?

He walked according to his memory, and just as he was about to reach the previous private room, he encountered Lu Wengang.

The anxious expression on Lu Wengang’s face did not seem faked; he had a dark expression, as if he were searching for someone. The moment he saw Yu Mianfeng, his expression shifted from annoyance to delight. He quickened his pace toward him, eventually almost running.

Yu Mianfeng’s face remained emotionless, clearly seeing every change in Lu Wengang’s expression.

Lu Wengang’s joy at finding him didn’t last long before it shifted into profound worry. The drug in Yu Mianfeng’s body suddenly surged. He stumbled, almost falling to the ground, but Lu Wengang caught his arm, letting him lean against him.

“Yu-ge, what’s wrong?” Lu Wengang was so nervous he didn’t even dare to breathe.

The Beta in his arms gripped his arm firmly, pressing against the large tattoo on his forearm. The sudden touch caused Lu Wengang’s entire arm to tighten significantly.

“Why are you here?”

Yu Mianfeng didn’t answer his question but countered instead.

“You were gone for too long, I, I came to look for you.”

Lu Wengang’s mind was in chaos, and he answered instinctively, nearly biting his tongue.

Yu Mianfeng didn’t ask anything else, so Lu Wengang naturally and cautiously supported the weak Beta. His movements were hesitant, unsure of what to do.

They stood still for a moment. The Alpha’s palm pressed against Yu Mianfeng’s slender shoulder, as if even the heat of his burning palm was being transmitted through the fabric into the Beta’s trembling body.

Yu Mianfeng closed his eyes, neither refusing nor giving any other command. He was supported by one arm, while his other hand hung limply, seemingly drained of all strength.

His breathing grew heavier and heavier.

The two had no skin-to-skin contact, but the Alpha’s pheromones seemed to stab sharply at the skin exposed on Yu Mianfeng’s arms, turning his fair skin red instantly. Fortunately, Yu Mianfeng was wearing black trousers today, so no stains could be observed with the naked eye.

Lu Wengang supported him as they walked for a while. Seeing Yu Mianfeng’s footsteps swaying, as if he couldn’t hold on much longer, he hurriedly said: “I’ll find a place for you to rest first.”

Yu Mianfeng made no response, his posture one of tacit permission for him to take him anywhere, yet his face grew increasingly calm, leaving others unable to fathom his thoughts.

As it happened, a door appeared before them, but it was tightly shut.

Lu Wengang hugged Yu Mianfeng tightly, lifted his leg, and kicked it hard. The door swung open with a sound, silently revealing the scene inside.

It had a similar layout to the private room where Yu Mianfeng and the others had been previously.

Walking into the room, Lu Wengang first kicked the door shut. It clicked softly as it latched.

Lu Wengang held Yu Mianfeng and moved step by step toward the spacious sofa. The moment they sat down, Yu Mianfeng seemed to sink into it.

The Beta was like a gift waiting to be unwrapped.

The muscular Alpha stood there, and just by looking at him, the man’s aggression felt incredibly oppressive. However, not long after, Lu Wengang quickly, eagerly, and diligently crouched down, his hands holding Yu Mianfeng’s knees through the fabric. He cast a dark, deep gaze toward him, those large, powerful hands trembling slightly at this moment.

“Ge-ge, are you okay?”

He asked softly, almost as if he were intrigued.

The man stroked the fabric on his knee, as if treating a pet tamed by a potent drug. The Alpha, tormented by long-held hatred and love, was practically going insane; he stared at every expression of the Beta, obsessed and unblinking.

Yu Mianfeng slanted a cold look at him, giving him no response.

“…Ge-ge.”

The Alpha couldn’t help but speak again, grinning to reveal a somewhat cruel smile: “When you were aroused, who were you thinking of?”

Before he could touch the Beta’s delicate skin, he suddenly heard Yu Mianfeng speak calmly, his voice flat.

“Are you going to stop pretending?”

The man looked indifferent upon hearing this; he lifted his hand and tore off the prosthetic mask, revealing a head of fiery red hair.

Yu Mianfeng looked down at him, but he had no impression of this face.

He felt his own body’s reactions.

A Beta who held no advantage in close-quarters combat was in a desperate plight when facing a fierce, strong Alpha.

The effect of the drug. He had almost no strength left now.

The man gripped his bare lower leg with one hand, stroking it slowly up and down.

In his pupils, there was excitement mixed with hatred.

He hated this condescending look of Yu Mianfeng the most… looking at everyone as if they were dogs, as if no one was worthy of his attention.

But then, who allowed Yu Mianfeng to fall into his hands now?

Staring at this familiar, ferocious, and insane expression, Yu Mianfeng finally remembered who was before him.

The shooting case that had shocked Capital Star three years ago… he had personally beaten that Alpha half to death with a gun. It was a pity that the man had been saved in the end, only to be exiled to some remote star system, and had disappeared without a trace.

He had changed his face, forged entry applications, and traveled thousands of miles at any cost, just to come and take revenge on him.

With the Yu family’s power, this Alpha would have been shot to pieces by guards the moment they arrived. The Alpha himself must have known this was a one-way trip. Yet, he still took the immense risk.

Hating him that much?

Yu Mianfeng wondered if there were other political forces behind this person’s arrival.

The Beta frowned, his expression puzzled: “What do you want?”

His tone remained very calm, which suddenly infuriated the Alpha with a nameless rage, his heart itching with hatred. But seemingly thinking of something, the man’s expression suddenly turned into a smirking grin.

“Of course, finishing what I started three years ago.”

The Alpha smiled slightly, a clear malice in his pupils.

“Rape you.”