[ABO] The Despised One Becomes an Internet Sensation After Marriage - Chapter 5
Chapter 5
“…” Feeling rather embarrassed, Xu Zhimian wiped away his tears. As he shifted, a sharp pain shot through his lower back, making him hiss in agony. The memories of the past three days began to flood back.
The nights of intertwined pheromones and inseparable intimacy, and the piercing pain in his scent gland when he was completely marked—his face paled with disbelief. How did things develop this way?
When he broke his suppressor collar, he had only intended to secure a temporary mark. Fu Shiyan hated marking people; he was fastidious even about temporary marks. In the past, even in the height of passion, Fu Shiyan would deliberately avoid his scent gland.
But now, as he touched the teeth marks on the nape of his neck, he realized he had been completely marked by Fu Shiyan!
Yesterday wasn’t even his heat period. It must have been their exceptionally high compatibility that triggered an induced heat.
Xu Zhimian lowered his gaze, suppressing the storm in his heart. He gritted his teeth; since things had already reached this point, he might as well place a massive bet.
Xu Zhimian grabbed Fu Shiyan’s wrist, leaned in close to his face, and said with absolute determination, “I want to marry you!”
“…” The statement gave Fu Shiyan pause. He frowned. “What did you say?”
Xu Zhimian looked into his eyes and repeated, though his voice lacked a bit of confidence: “I said, I want to marry you.”
“…” The last shred of Fu Shiyan’s warmth vanished. His face gradually darkened. He had originally thought Xu Zhimian’s early heat was a trap set by someone else and had already sent Li Rong to investigate. But seeing this clear-cut objective, it seemed it was all calculated.
Perhaps, almost being humiliated by Wu Hang was just a performance put on for his benefit.
Intentionally showing weakness, then subtly casting seductive glances—three years ago, hadn’t this Omega used the same tricks to climb into his bed?
Three years later, the tactics remained the same. He couldn’t believe he had fallen for them again.
“So this was your goal?” The tenderness on his face was gone. He grabbed Xu Zhimian’s wrist back, his words practically ground out between his teeth: “…Calculating so much just to get a title that exists in name only?”
In name only? How could becoming Mrs. Fu be just “in name only”? Fu Shiyan’s name had resonated throughout A-City even before his return. The Fu family’s status among the elite was something ten Xu families couldn’t match.
This was exactly why Xu Congfang had been so enraged upon hearing the Fu family wanted to break the engagement. Who wouldn’t want to cling to the Fu family?
Xu Zhimian didn’t actually feel that way in his heart, but at this stage, to turn his life around, he had to play the part.
Seeing him not answer, Fu Shiyan assumed it was a silent admission. He gave a cold laugh and pinched Xu Zhimian’s chin. “I remember you were engaged to Fu Zhen. Why break that off? Wouldn’t marrying him be the same as climbing into the Fu family? Besides… you were high school classmates. You know each other’s roots.”
Pah, what “roots”! Xu Zhimian screamed internally.
Disdain flashed in his eyes that he couldn’t hide. He was glad the marriage to Fu Zhen was cancelled. Otherwise, marrying Fu Zhen? What a joke—pigs would fly before he’d marry Fu Zhen!
Before Xu Zhimian was blacklisted, the two of them were bitter rivals in the industry, the kind whose fans tore each other apart daily.
Being dumped by Fu Zhen was the first thing that actually made Xu Zhimian happy.
However, Xu Zhimian couldn’t say that to Fu Shiyan’s face. After a moment of deliberation, he looked up and said, “…Sir, you two are different.”
Different. Heh.
Of course they were different. Fu Shiyan’s gaze grew heavy.
Fu Zhen might be the eldest grandson of Old Master Fu and his own nephew, but the person who held the reins of the entire Fu family was him.
The difference in status between marrying Fu Zhen and marrying him was night and day. The “Young Mistress of the Group” versus a “Junior Daughter-in-law”—two entirely different concepts.
Fu Shiyan’s grip on Xu Zhimian’s chin tightened. Xu Zhimian, heh, you certainly have a lot of nerve.
Xu Zhimian realized the ambiguity in his words and quickly explained: “Young Master Fu was my high school classmate, but we… are fundamentally incompatible. If you checked Weibo, Sir, you’d know about our… little conflicts in the industry. But you, Sir, you’re different. To me, you made me feel like I had a home again.”
“…” Fu Shiyan had heard thousands of compliments, but the word “home” caused a smiling face to flash through his mind, touching a hidden chord in his heart.
It felt too foreign.
Omega’s face was full of sincerity and his words were earnest. Had Fu Shiyan not just been “calculated” by him, he might have believed him.
Fu Shiyan let go of his hand. “…It’s not that easy to become Mrs. Fu.”
“…” Xu Zhimian felt a surge of joy. Was Fu Shiyan… relenting?
“And,” Fu Shiyan glanced at him, “between us, it must be a secret marriage.”
A secret marriage was fine. As long as he married Fu Shiyan, he could make a comeback in the entertainment industry. There would eventually be hope to pay off that 30-million-dollar penalty!
Yes!