A Charming and Cool Guy Finds Himself in a Chaotic Situation [Quick Transmigration] - Chapter 16

The Alpha had hated that mannerism of his all his life.

Always high and mighty.

He had once been attracted to Yu Mianfeng when he was young, having heard his name and tales of his genius from his parents.

Initially, the Alpha was full of enthusiasm, coached by his parents to get on good terms with the heir of the Yu family. When he arrived at the Yu residence for the first time, the Alpha had approached Yu Mianfeng almost with flattery and obsequiousness, wanting to be friends.

But the Beta had only glanced at him coldly.

Like a bucket of icy water poured over his head, the enthusiasm the Alpha had for meeting him was washed away completely.

Although the current Federation touted “ABO equality,” there were still deeply ingrained thoughts passed down from the former Empire. The Alpha seemed to possess a natural pride in his bones he wouldn’t say it out loud, but he felt he was inherently superior to Betas.

That one cold glance tore all of his self-esteem to shreds.

Later, in middle school, as they grew, the gap in physical ability between Alpha and Beta grew wider. The Alpha, full of confidence, wanted to stand out, only to find Yu Mianfeng’s grades soaring, leaving everyone else behind.

The Beta’s personality seemed born this way—cold, noble, and precious. He was rarely seen speaking to others, yet he never lacked people chasing after him.

Too dazzling.

Too hateful.

At first, the Alpha hated him, hated that a Beta relied on family background to trample everyone else underfoot.

With dark thoughts, the Alpha constantly tried to win Yu Mianfeng over, hoping to find a flaw. But in reality, a year later, when they were assigned to the same class and the Alpha happily went to greet him, Yu Mianfeng hadn’t even remembered his name. His cold, icy blue eyes had glanced at him briefly, seemingly puzzled as to who he was.

The Alpha’s dreams were filled with that very gaze.

The next morning, he discovered his own… reaction, and had to wretch and change his trousers in shame.

Yu Mianfeng was pursued by many in school, especially after his features matured during puberty. There were Omegas who confessed shyly, Betas who expressed admiration, and endless Alphas who entangled themselves with him repeatedly.

At first, the Alpha had sneered at those “lickspittles,” never expecting that he would end up in the same wretched state.

How could I have such a dream about Yu Mianfeng…?

Don’t I hate him the most?

I should be… hating him, right?

In the end, the Alpha angrily blamed his reaction on Yu Mianfeng’s pretty face and hardened his resolve to hate Yu Mianfeng, yet he couldn’t help but reveal a foolish grin every time the other man glanced his way unintentionally.

Another year in the same class.

Yu Mianfeng still didn’t remember the Alpha’s name.

But the Alpha had already self-taught himself how to hate the Beta while darkly jerking off to his photos during his susceptibility period.

I hate him so much.

He looks so cute when he takes a nap.

He doesn’t even remember my name.

He glanced at me extra during team-ups today.

I hate that he’s talking to another Omega.

Has he kissed anyone else?

More and more thoughts almost drove the Alpha to the brink of insanity, as if splitting his personality.

Does a Beta have a pussy?

After a long time, facing reality, the Alpha finally admitted in a miserable state that he seemed, possibly, to like Yu Mianfeng.

This news was a bolt from the blue. It meant he could no longer calmly jerk off to Yu Mianfeng’s photos while stubbornly claiming he hated him.

Three years ago, the young and impetuous Alpha happened to run into Yu Mianfeng feeding birds alone in a corner. He was surprised that Yu Mianfeng would be interested in such a thing.

The Beta was clearly indifferent and ignored everyone else, yet he was so gentle with an animal.

After waiting for a long time, he stepped forward and summoned the courage to confess to Yu Mianfeng. His voice was trembling, and perhaps there was a hint of imperceptible shyness.

But Yu Mianfeng maintained that same icy attitude completely different from what he had seen while secretly watching him less enthusiastic toward him than he was to an animal.

He lost face, lowered his eyes, and stared at the boy’s face without a word.

He was clearly among the top tier of the Capital Star’s nobility, yet in front of Yu Mianfeng, he was always lowly; Yu Mianfeng rarely even granted him a glance.

No, Yu Mianfeng treated everyone with equal disdain. Perhaps even this could be a consolation for some who were constantly knocked back.

But when he leaned down and looked into those cold blue eyes, a strange impulse surged from his chest.

At that time, he didn’t know it was an Alpha’s susceptibility period. He only felt exceptionally excited. Relying on the fact that Yu Mianfeng was a Beta, he boldly released his pheromones, circling the two of them.

Yu Mianfeng ignored him and didn’t notice his movements.

Under that ruthless, cold gaze, the Alpha realized…

Perhaps he had rehearsed this countless times in his mind; perhaps it was the susceptibility period acting up; or perhaps he had truly gone mad by the time he regained his senses, he had already trapped Yu Mianfeng in the gap between the wall and his chest.

After all, there was a physical gap between Alpha and Beta; even with Yu Mianfeng’s excellent combat scores, he couldn’t break free for a moment.

Yu Mianfeng resisted violently, yet after the man regained his sanity, his first reaction was to suppress him even more intensely. With his hands, his knees, his torso, with…

A myriad of subtle emotions welled up in the Alpha’s heart; even he himself didn’t know what he wanted to achieve.

This was the most boundary-crossing behavior he could imagine in his rule-abiding life.

He was the primary heir of the family, the heir to a wealthy clan; ordinary people had to grovel before him… yet, facing Yu Mianfeng, he was the one who had to stoop low, using every trick to not even get a glance from the Beta for the first time in his life, he tasted the bitterness of unrequited longing.

If Yu Mianfeng hadn’t been born into the premier Yu family, he would have long since been firmly grasped in someone’s palm.

No, perhaps now… that is still possible?

The Alpha’s innate malice was manifested to the fullest. Even now, being so close to his heart’s desire, he was still not satisfied. Moments later, he became even more desperate to obtain more.

Then, completely unguarded, he was shot by the Beta, a bullet passing straight through him.

As the bullet pierced his chest, at that instant, the Alpha thought he was going to die.

He curled up on the ground like a dog, the intense pain restoring his sanity. His eyes flickered, and he barely managed to lift his head, only to see Yu Mianfeng pointing his gun at him.

He thought he would die.

But he survived.

Afterward, he was exiled to a remote star system.

He was originally the sole heir fixed by the family, praised by all as excellent, only to end up in such a state.

The family practically stripped him of his name.

The years in exile weren’t actually good.

But it didn’t matter. He was clear-headed, gifted, possessed ample patience and a wealth of means; otherwise, he wouldn’t have been settled as the family heir so early.

And so, he came here.

All he had to do was wait, wait for the right moment.

In the dim private room, Yu Mianfeng’s gaze recalled the man’s thoughts.

Even in such a dangerous situation, the Beta still wore no expression on his face.

He remained in that arrogant, cold attitude that made the man tremble with excitement at a single glance. No matter the situation, he was always composed. The people at the academy described him as a “flower growing on a high cliff,” and the man felt that couldn’t be more appropriate.

A person like Yu Mianfeng had never experienced true adversity and would not feel fear of the unknown; naturally, he didn’t realize what a Beta would face once he fell into the hands of an ambitious Alpha…

The man couldn’t help but lick his canine teeth, the smile at the corner of his mouth no longer concealable, spreading into a wanton, jagged slit.

He was like a patient hunter; he didn’t mind briefly calming his prey before enjoying it. Patiently waiting made the dining process all the more interesting.

Or perhaps these were just superficial appearances, and what he wanted to see more was Yu Mianfeng revealing a different expression because of his words whatever it might be.

Disgust? Hostility?

It didn’t matter. To him… these were all very delicious.

Unfortunately, his calculations were off.

Yu Mianfeng still didn’t put him in his eyes, maintaining a calm and cold expression.

Just like at the beginning, looking at him as if he were looking at a stranger.

The man bound Yu Mianfeng’s two hands together with handcuffs, then shifted to a more relaxed kneeling posture on one knee.

Yu Mianfeng examined his features it was a very handsome face, even with a bookish air upon closer look, now only twisted by excitement.

Looking at his appearance alone, one could never imagine this person was a pervert who would drug wine and attempt to rape a Beta.

The man admired Yu Mianfeng’s expression, waiting to see what reaction he would make, what words he would say.

Would he curse him?

Would he show that disgusted expression, like looking at trash?

But even so, isn’t he still trapped here by me…

The man thought with excitement.

Half a minute later, the leisurely, self-satisfied look on his face had become exceptionally terrifying.

Yu Mianfeng gave no response and looked away.

The man’s grip on Yu Mianfeng’s ankle grew heavier and heavier.

“Don’t remember this face?”

The man forcefully pulled Yu Mianfeng’s hand, which was hanging to the side, and placed it on his own face.

Yu Mianfeng’s knuckles were lean but meaty. The man’s originally terrifying, furious expression, upon touching such a smooth, delicate hand, suddenly let out a soft laugh to himself, not knowing what he had thought of.

Ignoring Yu Mianfeng’s resistance, he covered Yu Mianfeng’s hand with his thick, broad Alpha palm, forcing the Beta to touch his face. The smile at the corner of his mouth grew thicker and sweeter, which only made it more chilling.

Yu Mianfeng looked down from above at the man’s face, his gaze puzzled, his expression cold.

At a time like this, not provoking this obviously mentally unstable Alpha seemed to be the right choice.

However, Yu Mianfeng did not do so.

Hidden beneath the cold exterior, perhaps there was another kind of madness?

The System suddenly realized this.

“Why should I remember you?” Yu Mianfeng countered.

He noticed that the expression on the man’s face at this moment had become exceptionally twisted.

The man seemed unable to mask his internal rage anymore. Compared to being ignored, perhaps “not remembering at all” was the true blade piercing into him.

The man’s expression shifted, becoming exceptionally calm. Every one of these changes was taken in by Yu Mianfeng.

Under his palm was the Alpha’s warm skin. Yu Mianfeng knew he couldn’t break free, so he relaxed his resistance, letting the other party press firmly.

The man spoke, and Yu Mianfeng felt the skin under his palm tremble slightly.

A living, breathing body.

Not a plot product.

“You don’t remember? That’s fine. I’ll help you recall.”

The man’s expression was kindly, but the words he spoke were filled with hysterical, gloomy madness: “By the time you are discovered by others, your entire body will be covered in my scent…”

Alpha pheromones gradually dissipated, enveloping the Beta who couldn’t perceive them.

The concentration of Alpha pheromones in the air skyrocketed.

Yu Mianfeng furrowed his brows slightly, a slight stinging sensation reaching his exposed skin.

The two remained silent. The Alpha knelt on one knee before the Beta, seemingly in a posture of submission, yet carrying an overbearing desire for control.

Yu Mianfeng withdrew his gaze and relaxed, leaning back against the sofa, his eyes fixed on the ceiling, as if he were certain the man couldn’t pose any threat to him.

His indifferent attitude made the man flare with rage for the first time.

“You still have that attitude… I’d like to see what reaction you’ll have.” The man murmured extremely gently, as if talking to himself.

The man, in the gap between Yu Mianfeng’s knees, stopped gripping his ankle tightly. At the same time, he released the hand that was controlling Yu Mianfeng’s wrist and placed those fair, slender hands beside his own neck, the narrow iron cuffs chafing against his nape.

Yu Mianfeng was wearing a loose black hoodie today; as the fabric was pulled up, his fair, lean abdomen was visible, and a thin layer of skin could be felt upon touch. The Alpha’s calloused palm pressed against it, almost as wide as his waist, capable of enveloping it completely.

The bridge of his nose slid slowly downward from the navel, while his fingers effortlessly undid the obstructive barrier.

The man pressed one hand against Yu Mianfeng’s thigh, while the other held firmly onto Yu Mianfeng’s lower back to prevent him from running away.

Yu Mianfeng had nowhere to flee.

The hand of Yu Mianfeng’s that had been placed randomly at the man’s nape suddenly grabbed the Alpha’s cropped hair in anger, pulling it away from himself.

Yet, even under such intense pain, the man didn’t lift his head or make any other moves; he just kept doing what he was doing.

He was controlling Yu Mianfeng so he couldn’t struggle or resist, but hadn’t Yu Mianfeng been controlling his heart and mind all this time?

The man finally gained a sense of reality from these three years of wandering and drifting.

I hate him. The Alpha thought.

…I must make Yu Mianfeng remember me forever. Forever, forever unable to forget. In the future, whenever he thinks of hate, I will be the first figure to appear in his mind; he will never be able to shake off this unforgettable memory.

The man suddenly wanted to cry, feeling choked, his Adam’s apple rolling uncontrollably, sobbing, swallowing all of his words, as if swallowing all the bitterness of these years.

I must leave a proof that he once belonged to me.

The Alpha thought in a twisted manner.

Yu Mianfeng clearly saw two clear lines of tears slide down the corners of the other man’s eyes.

Someone so arrogant and even a bit conceited, weeping at a time like this. It was somewhat eerie.

He didn’t remember the man’s name, but he remembered the other man’s hysterical, insane actions.

It was not worth risking his life for such a person… he had to find a way to escape.

Yu Mianfeng sat on the sofa; the hands bound by handcuffs moved, and the man thought he was about to resist, but then Yu Mianfeng’s movements stopped again.

The man didn’t pay any attention to this small anomaly. After all, the person was already locked in his prison, wasn’t he?

Yu Mianfeng sat motionless, lifting his eyes to look at the distant door. The originally tightly shut door had been silently removed; the military’s unleaked laser technology had made not a sound throughout the process.

In the silence, there seemed to be only the sound of Yu Mianfeng’s breathing and the man’s soft nasal sounds. The inside and outside of the door seemed to be two different worlds, with no barrier, yet it was terrifyingly quiet.

But Yu Mianfeng had seen it.

Outside the door, Yuan Hechu, dressed in military uniform and radiating coldness, looked toward this side. Yu Mianfeng’s eyes met his; for a moment, he didn’t know what kind of emotion he should reveal in such a predicament.

Only he stood there alone, silent, standing like a statue, yet full of oppression.

Perhaps Yuan Hechu hadn’t come at the right time.

Being seen in such a predicament… was a bit awkward.

The villain and the male lead’s friend were never meant to have a great relationship; perhaps he should be grateful that the other man had come so quickly to rescue him.

But the trouble was, a muffled groan had leaked from his mouth due to being controlled and unable to break free a sound that resonated clearly in the quiet room.

The man confining him became even more fanatical because of his reaction.

Yuan Hechu moved.

His gaze was entirely cold, lifting a cold gun muzzle toward the position of the two of them, full of sharp intent and hidden murderous intent.

Yu Mianfeng sat where he was, lifting his manacled wrists slightly, looking at the other man, and blinked calmly.