After Becoming a Scummy Alpha, I Was Spoiled by a Sweet Omega - Chapter 34

Ning Xuan: “……”

She didn’t want to stay here, so she asked politely, “Then, can I stay for a little while, just to help you deal with the person inside?”

Yu Yazhi didn’t respond verbally, but her silence was agreement.

The two of them walked side by side.

As they approached the living room, they instinctively reached for each other’s hands. The instant their eyes met, it was like an electric shock ran through them—they quickly let go.

“Ha ha ha.”

Ning Xuan forced a laugh, her expression awkward.

Yu Yazhi’s heart was racing, though her face remained calm. She reached out her hand again.

Ning Xuan quickly grasped it, their fingers interlocking.

Yu Yazhi glanced down. Seeing no wedding ring, a sudden unease gnawed at her.

Meng Xi was still standing in place.

She watched the two of them holding hands and felt a chill spread across her eyes. Her gaze fell on a paper bag behind them. Irritated, she grabbed it and tossed it into the nearby trash can.

In the living room, Chen Ying was treating Yu Jiayan’s facial wounds.

“Be gentle, ow, that hurts.”

Yu Jiayan, already irritable from the pain, snapped, “Are you doing this on purpose?”

Chen Ying didn’t give in. She grabbed his chin and jabbed the cotton swab soaked in medicine at his face. “This is on purpose!”

Yu Jiayan’s eyes welled up with tears. “Y-you.”

He had no choice but to endure, finally settling down. “Okay, okay, ow, it really hurts.”

Yu Yazhi and Ning Xuan walked in. Seeing him like this, they spoke in unison: “Can you act a little more like a man?”

Yu Jiayan: “……”

Tears streaming down, he pouted even more. “Who isn’t manly? I just have a crying-prone constitution.”

Yu Yazhi: “……”

She rolled her eyes at him.

Ning Xuan teased further: “Wow, that’s quite a special constitution. Congratulations on having it.”

Yu Jiayan: “Ning Xuan!”

Fuming, he cried even harder.

Chen Ying, now with tears on her hands, looked disgusted and quickly finished treating his wounds.

“All done.”

She pulled some medicine from the first-aid kit and instructed, “Take this three times a day, two pills each time. This one is for scars—apply more in the morning and evening if you don’t want scarring. And this one,”

“Wait.”

Yu Jiayan’s head was spinning. “I can’t remember. Write it down for me.”

Chen Ying ignored him and continued, “This one is once in the morning and once at night, three pills each time.”

He was even more confused. “So many medicines? Do I really have to take them? They look bitter.”

Chen Ying threw him a cold look. “Take them or don’t. Your choice.”

She packed up the kit and left.

Yu Yazhi personally saw her out, thanking her: “Sorry to trouble you.”

Chen Ying shook her head, asking kindly about her own health: “And you? How are you feeling? Any abnormal symptoms during your heat?”

“No.”

“That’s good.”

She lingered for a moment and teased: “Just saw the connection between you and Miss Ning—pretty impressive. Maybe you should take things a step further.”

Yu Yazhi’s heart skipped a beat, her face flushing at the suggestion.

Chen Ying noticed her blushing and smiled, encouraging: “Don’t miss out on love. Yazhi, you’re young. Don’t be afraid. Joy or sorrow—they’re all part of life.”

Yu Yazhi quietly listened and nodded after a while.

Chen Ying smiled in satisfaction and waved her off: “Go on home.”

Yu Yazhi nodded, helped her into the car, and then turned back.

“Ning Xuan, did you remember?”

Yu Jiayan clutched several boxes of medicine, staring at the instructions in frustration. “How am I supposed to take all these? Ugh, so annoying!”

Ning Xuan grinned mischievously. “Are you a fish? Seven-second memory?”

She teased him, then added a warning: “Follow the instructions, or your face will get ruined.”

Yu Jiayan, half-believing, grabbed her hand anxiously. “Tell me, ancestor! I know you remembered! I don’t want a ruined face!”

Ning Xuan shook her head: “I didn’t remember either.”

“You did. I know you did.”

He kept shaking her arm, drawing closer and closer, like a couple roughhousing on the sofa.

Yu Yazhi walked in and was immediately annoyed at the sight. She snapped, “Yu Jiayan! Stay away from her! Don’t want your hands anymore?”

As she stormed forward, she kicked his calf.

His leg was still sore from Jin Se’s earlier kicks. Feeling her move, he rolled aside like lightning. “I’m asking her about serious stuff. She’s turning bad!”

His tone was plaintive, like a wronged child.

Yu Yazhi didn’t argue. She simply told him how to take the medicine.

Yu Jiayan laughed. “Oh? You remembered too? Didn’t expect you to care about me.”

Yu Yazhi: “……”

She hadn’t cared at all—she just wanted him off Ning Xuan’s back. But this fool actually believed her.

Ning Xuan noticed he was taking the medicine incorrectly and was about to correct him.

Yu Yazhi sighed, exasperated by his stupidity: “Did you get it? If not, I’ll say it again.”

Yu Jiayan nodded: “I didn’t get it. Say it again.”

Yu Yazhi: “……”

This time, she gave the correct dosage.

He didn’t notice the difference, and even thanked her: “Since you care, I won’t tattle to Dad about you standing by while Jin Se hit me.”

Yu Yazhi: “……”

Ning Xuan: “……”

With this IQ, he even dared to compete with Yu Yazhi!

Sigh. She felt his foolishness was almost endearing.

Yu Jiayan jotted down the medicine schedule in his phone.

With that settled, he ignored them, opened a mobile game, and sat on the sofa.

The chaos of the evening seemed never to have happened, already forgotten.

“Damn! Where the hell did you hit!”

He cursed countless players in the game.

Ning Xuan thought his gaming behavior was utterly shameless.

Yu Yazhi agreed.

Her patience exhausted, she kicked his leg: “Ask your driver when he’s arriving.”

Yu Jiayan reacted quickly, dodging leisurely: “I’m not in a hurry. Why rush him? Safety first!”

Yu Yazhi: “……”

She had completely lost her patience. Pinching her temples, she turned and headed upstairs.

Ning Xuan: “…”

Forget the driver—pay attention to me instead!

Yu Jiayan glanced sideways at Yu Yazhi climbing the stairs. Just at that moment, his game character died, and he smacked his thigh in frustration. Looking up and seeing Ning Xuan still there, he raised an eyebrow. “Your wife went upstairs—what are you still doing standing here?”

Seeing that Yu Yazhi was gone, Ning Xuan didn’t bother hiding her expression and snapped, “Hurry up, pack your stuff, and go back home. And don’t ever piss off your sister again.”

She and Yu Yazhi were a fake couple, but seeing him deal with such an annoying little brother made her feel a twinge of sympathy.

Yu Jiayan, however, read something else in her words. “Oh? Feeling sorry for my sister, are we?”

He knew that Ning Xuan had little genuine affection for Yu Yazhi.

After all, she had come to him before, asking for help convincing her father to approve their marriage, claiming she was even helping him secure his inheritance.

Now, had she been turned against him?

No, no!

Recalling what the live-in driver had said, he quickly straightened up, eyes narrowing meaningfully. “Ning Xuan, tell me, did Yu Yazhi threaten you or something? Last time you two went back to the old house for dinner, the driver told me everything. She ignored your heat period, didn’t satisfy you.”

Ning Xuan: “…”

Damn! That driver really had no filter!

Feeling guilty but trying to appear calm, she said, “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

Yu Jiayan was now certain she must have been coerced by Yu Yazhi.

He glanced toward the second floor, leaning closer and covering his mouth with his hand, speaking in a low voice: “Hang in there. I know your heart’s with another even while you’re stuck here. I’m figuring something out—once I get the Yu Group inheritance, I’ll definitely save you from this mess.”

Ning Xuan: “…”

She was amused by Yu Jiayan’s ridiculous determination. “And how exactly are you planning to save me?”

He tilted his head, genuinely pondering the question.

Seeing him like that, she couldn’t bring herself to ruin the illusion and sighed after a moment. “Yu Jiayan, maybe play less games and read some books instead—puzzle books, the smart ones.”

Yu Jiayan, feeling insulted, snapped, “Ning Xuan! Don’t be ungrateful! How dare you scold me—do you want me to deal with you?”

“Or maybe I’ll deal with you if you don’t leave,” a sharp voice cut in.

Yu Yazhi had appeared on the second floor in a blink.

She had merely gone to change into comfortable clothes, and now she saw Yu Jiayan threatening Ning Xuan in her own home. Bold, indeed.

She stepped down the stairs with a cold expression, her gaze like a blade pressing down on him.

Feeling the “murderous intent,” Yu Jiayan forced a sheepish grin. “Hey, sis, don’t worry. I was just joking with Ning Xuan.”

At that moment, a car horn sounded outside.

Aunt Wu quickly stepped in. “Miss, Yu Shao, the driver’s here.”

Yu Yazhi pointed toward the front door, issuing a silent but clear order: “Still not leaving?”

Yu Jiayan, understanding the hint, stood up, patted his backside, and headed for the door.

Ning Xuan watched him finally leave, then glanced at Yu Yazhi. Can I go now?

Yu Yazhi didn’t respond, seemingly not understanding her meaning, and averted her gaze.

Ning Xuan felt as if Yu Yazhi didn’t want her to leave—but there seemed to be no reason for her to stay, either.

So, pretending to help Yu Yazhi see off the guest, she followed Yu Jiayan, watching him meticulously straighten his jacket in the foyer, itching to just kick him out.

Yu Jiayan caught sight of himself in the full-length mirror near the entrance and smiled in satisfaction.

Suddenly, his gaze landed on the shoe cabinet—full of Yu Yazhi’s shoes. He hesitated before stepping out.

Ning Xuan sighed in exasperation. “Ancestor, you’re my ancestor, what now?”

Yu Jiayan said nothing, eyes flitting between the two women. After a moment, he murmured, “Wait a second, Yu Yazhi, you and Ning Xuan aren’t separated, are you?”

If they were, it would explain why Yu Yazhi hadn’t shown any signs of pregnancy.

He could accept a couple pretending to get along while secretly distant—but not actual separation.

After all, once Yu Yazhi got pregnant, he could easily get the SY International Hotel inheritance.

Determined, he resolved to help Ning Xuan however he could.

Ning Xuan, unaware of his internal calculations, froze and stiffened. Damn, how did this idiot suddenly get smart? He’s not supposed to!

“Yu Jiayan, are you out of your mind?”

She was about to cover up the truth when Yu Yazhi took two steps forward, draped a hand over Ning Xuan’s shoulder, and barked, “Don’t listen to him! He must have a screw loose!”

Then, glaring at Yu Jiayan, she demanded, “Are you leaving or not?”

Yu Jiayan didn’t want to leave.

Grabbing onto the clue he found interesting, he persisted, “I’m looking at this shoe cabinet—seems like it only has your shoes, Yu Yazhi. Be honest—are you and Ning Xuan separated?”

Yu Yazhi couldn’t stand it any longer and kicked. “Are you leaving or not?”

Yu Jiayan jumped back, pointing at her. “Ah, you’re angry because you’ve been caught! I’m telling Dad.”

Yu Yazhi: “…”

Damn it!

Seeing the situation spiraling, Ning Xuan quickly jumped in. “Yu Jiayan, don’t make trouble. We just happen to wear the same shoes—what’s wrong with that?”

Yu Jiayan: “…”

He winked at Ning Xuan, signaling her to stay quiet.

Feigning ignorance, she continued, “Not just that—we like to wear the same clothes, use the same dishes and cups, even sleep in the same bed.”

Yu Jiayan’s eyes sparkled, a playful smirk tugging at his lips. “Well, well, didn’t expect you two to be this lovey-dovey. Fine—go ahead, feed me some of that ‘dog food.’ I have a thing for it.”

Determined to push them into conceiving, he declared, “I’m not leaving tonight either!”

He sidestepped into the living room and sat on the sofa, instructing Aunt Wu: “Prepare the guest room. I’ll stay next door tonight, but don’t worry—I won’t disturb your romance.”

Yu Yazhi and Ning Xuan: “…”

This pervert!

Not disturb them? He was clearly there to spy on them!