After Marrying the Cold Omega in Secret - Chapter 79

In the end, Chu Jin agreed.

After all, there was no way to keep this matter hidden.

So when Chu Jin woke up the next day, the first thing she saw was her phone screen lighting up with the day’s trending headlines.

The title was concise and to the point, “Joyous News! The Reserved Couple Officially Announces Their Relationship!”

Chu Jin tapped on the hashtag.

At the very top was Chi Ye’s updated post.

The announcement followed Chi Ye’s usual minimalist style, just five words:

“This is my wife.”

Accompanied by a photo Chi Ye had taken of Chu Jin during their camping trip.

Chu Jin nearly blacked out on the spot.

How could an announcement be this blunt!?

And she hadn’t even edited this photo!!

Chu Jin tapped on the image, scrutinizing it carefully, but still couldn’t resist getting lost in her own beauty. Her expression softened as she murmured to herself, “Well, I still look gorgeous.”

Just then, Chi Ye stepped out of the bathroom.

Chu Jin immediately wiped the softness from her face, frowning in dissatisfaction. “Why didn’t you post my retouched photos? This one isn’t even edited.”

A hint of amusement flickered in Chi Ye’s eyes as she walked over to the bed. “My wife looks stunning even in raw, unedited photos, enough to put the entire entertainment industry to shame.”

Chi Ye rarely sweet-talked, so whenever she did, it worked like a charm on Chu Jin.

“Since when did you become so smooth with words?”

Chu Jin couldn’t help but smile, quickly scooting to the edge of the bed and wrapping her arms around Chi Ye’s waist. She rested her chin against Chi Ye’s chest, tilting her head up to look at her.

Like a loyal, warm-hearted golden retriever.

Chi Ye’s chest tightened. She raised a hand to stroke Chu Jin’s back, her palm gliding gently along the curve of her spine. “I’m just stating facts.”

No sooner had the words left her lips than she bent down, pressing a kiss onto Chu Jin’s mouth.

She had meant to hold back but failed.

What started as a soft, tender kiss quickly turned heated, shifting from fresh and gentle to scorching and damp. What was meant to be a fleeting moment of affection instead reignited the flames of desire.

Chu Jin, lying beneath her, arched her pale neck slightly, surrendering to Chi Ye’s relentless advance.

Until she was pinned to the bed.

Chi Ye hovered above her, eyes already hazy with want as she gazed down at Chu Jin.

Chu Jin, in turn, slid her hands along Chi Ye’s waist, tracing the curve of her hips with her palms.

No matter how familiar she was with Chi Ye’s body, it never felt like enough. Her fingers tightened, kneading the soft flesh, her greed surging to the forefront.

A quiet whimper escaped Chi Ye’s lips.

Her waist went slack.

Seizing the moment, Chu Jin rolled them over in one swift motion, pinning Chi Ye beneath her.

She had always been stronger than Chi Ye and now, during her rut, it was effortless.

She could lift Chi Ye with one hand if she wanted.

“What should I do?” Chu Jin murmured, her fingers threading through Chi Ye’s hair as she leaned down to whisper against her ear, her breath scorching. “I want to mark you again, wife.”

Ever since learning about Chi Ye’s nature, Chu Jin had marked her almost every time they made love, leaving her scent gland perpetually swollen and flushed.

During her rut, the marking became even more frequent.

Chi Ye’s gland was already oversensitive from the relentless attention.

She felt drenched in Chu Jin’s scent every inch of her flesh saturated with the rich, intoxicating aroma of roses.

Before she could even respond, Chu Jin sealed their lips together once more.

Their soft lips met, carrying a faint hint of sweet orange. Tasting this elusive temptation, Chu Jin began to more fiercely seek out the subtle sweetness, their lips and tongues entwined as sticky, wet sounds stirred between them.

Chu Jin had already surrendered to desire running wild, her rationality long discarded. While kissing, she skillfully unfastened Chi Ye’s nightgown. After last night’s intimacy, the collar had already become loose, making it effortless to slip off now.

The champagne color accentuated Chi Ye’s fair, delicate skin, enhancing its visual softness and outlining curves that stirred the heart. Chu Jin gasped lightly before lowering her head.

Chi Ye instinctively tightened her legs around Chu Jin’s waist, unable to resist applying slight pressure. Finally overwhelmed, she lifted Chu Jin’s head with her hand to stop her actions.

“What’s wrong?” Chu Jin’s eyes were hazy, her lips glistening with moisture, her tone dripping with ambiguity. “Don’t you like me tasting you?”

At her blunt words, Chi Ye’s cheeks flushed crimson. Chu Jin raised her gaze but remained nestled against the snow-white skin, her tongue lightly grazing until it turned an even more tempting pink.

“Do you like it?” Chu Jin murmured between teasing touches, never ceasing her questioning.

Chi Ye was utterly defenseless, crumbling under Chu Jin’s scorching gaze. She took a deep breath, her lips parting slightly:

“I do!”

Her voice trembled even these two simple words came out fragmented.

Chu Jin adored this reaction from her. The deliberate restraint, yet helpless surrender to the intoxicating pleasure.

Chu Jin then sat up, pulling Chi Ye into her arms and turning her around to sit with her back against Chu Jin’s chest, drawing her close. Chi Ye’s body was now pliant as cotton, yielding to Chu Jin’s every touch as she leaned weakly against her, her back pressed tightly to Chu Jin’s chest, nearly able to feel the powerful heartbeat.

Chu Jin’s own pulse raced just as fiercely now. She wrapped one arm around Chi Ye’s waist, her hand resting against her front, effortlessly cupping the warmth there. At the touch, Chi Ye’s back tensed, her breath hitching once more.

Fingertips traced gentle circles and presses against her skin. Chi Ye was completely at her mercy, helpless against the deliberate teasing.

The blocker patch from last night had been removed, leaving the gland at Chi Ye’s nape fully exposed. The intense scent of sweet orange continuously radiated from it, like an endless swamp luring Chu Jin to abandon all reason and plunge into the intoxicating mire of desire.

Even if it meant suffocation. Even if it meant being consumed.

It didn’t matter.

Chu Jin couldn’t resist bringing her nose closer. The warm breath against the swollen gland made Chi Ye equally restless. Having this most intimate place exposed and scrutinized sent waves of shy trembling through her, yet she desperately craved the attention.

She was equally addicted to the moment Chu Jin’s teeth sank in. The flood of pheromones piercing her skin, crashing over her like violent waves, ruthlessly claiming every crevice within her.

Intertwining with her until not a single gap remained.

It was an entirely different sensation, yet it only bred deeper longing.

And Chu Jin had long since discerned this clinging desire. She pushed Chi Ye forward firmly, making her kneel on the bed. Then her fingertips trailed slowly down from the gland along her spine.

Her other hand steadied Chi Ye’s trembling waist as she whispered, “Darling, this time.”

In the following days, Chu Jin and the crew continued filming, wrapping up the entire production on the chilly winter solstice.

Since the drama was planned for around twenty-four episodes, it was completed in just over three months. Now, they had to focus on post-production editing to meet the scheduled release early next year.

During this period, Chu Jin participated in numerous promotional activities. With her relationship with Chi Ye officially public and their collaboration in Director Su’s drama, their popularity soared to unprecedented heights, frequently topping trending lists.

On streaming platforms, the reservation count for Drowning had already reached two million.

As long as nothing went wrong during the broadcast, it was bound to be a massive hit.

Meanwhile, aside from attending necessary events, Chi Ye also had to manage company affairs.

Chu Jin once joked that Chi Ye should just become an actor, she could fully dedicate herself to the craft and make the most of her exceptional qualities.

After all, Chi Ye’s striking, icy beauty was one-of-a-kind in the entertainment industry, and her acting skills were impressive. Seeing her on screen would be a genuine treat for audiences.

But Chi Ye refused without hesitation.

“I want to be the unwavering foundation that lets you charge forward without fear.”

So she would continue running the company, becoming someone who could always support Chu Jin, a safe harbor where she could retreat and rest whenever she grew weary.

Just as she had promised Chu Jin before.

She would always have her back.

Chu Jin’s nose tingled with emotion.

Chi Ye rarely expressed her feelings openly. Even when she did, her words were always restrained and understated.

But she had always proven her love through actions, something far more touching, far more capable of piercing straight into the deepest corners of Chu Jin’s heart.

Even after filming wrapped, they remained busy for many more days. By the time they returned to Guanhe Villa, it was already New Year’s Eve.

In the evening, the night sky stretched like a cold, austere backdrop as snowflakes danced in the biting wind, fluttering down in the quiet darkness.

Chu Jin was bundled in a thick scarf while Chi Ye held an umbrella for her. They hurried across the courtyard, but a few snowflakes still landed in their hair.

Before stepping inside, they brushed the snow off each other.

When they had left, the villa’s air conditioning had been running, but now warmth enveloped them as they entered.

A plush rug covered the floor, soft and warm enough to walk on barefoot.

Despite the cozy interior, Chi Ye insisted that Chu Jin wear socks, no bare feet allowed.

Knowing how stubborn Chi Ye could be, Chu Jin reluctantly slipped on the fluffy socks Chi Ye had bought specifically for her.

They were red, adorned with cute Christmas patterns soft and snug.

A shame, they had already missed Christmas.

Chu Jin’s gaze dimmed slightly, a hint of disappointment surfacing.

That day, both of them had been swamped with work, completely forgetting about the holiday.

Chu Jin had been looking forward to spending it together for a long time, but when the day finally arrived, they simply couldn’t spare the time.

Chi Ye noticed her regretful expression.

She pressed her thumb gently against Chu Jin’s palm and reassured her in a soft voice, “We’ll have many more holidays to celebrate together. Don’t let one missed moment ruin the happiness we have now.”

Chu Jin looked up to see Chi Ye’s usual cool demeanor softened, her eyes warm with tenderness. The contrast between the indoor warmth and the outdoor chill had painted her cheeks a faint, rosy pink.

It made her look unexpectedly playful.

“Okay.” Chu Jin smiled, then stood and led Chi Ye into the living room.

Having been out and about for too many days, they decided to spend this New Year’s Eve at home.

The villa was adorned with many red decorations, looking festive and brimming with holiday cheer.

Since there was a holiday the next day, the housekeeper had prepared dinner early and gone home.

But the timing was perfect, the moment she left, Chu Jin and the others returned, so the dishes on the table were still warm.

Red wine had been poured into the decanter, the tableware was neatly arranged, and a fresh bouquet of roses had been placed in the central vase.

“Wait a moment, I’m going to change,” Chu Jin said, then added mysteriously,

“And I’ll grab your gift while I’m at it.”

With that, she went upstairs to her bedroom.

Before joining the film crew, she and Chi Ye had a falling out, so they had lived apart for a few days.

Chu Jin first changed into comfortable loungewear in the walk-in closet.

Then she opened the cabinet where she kept her belongings.

The moment the door swung open, an envelope fluttered out.

Chu Jin bent down to pick it up, her fingers brushing over the yellowed paper for a moment before she pulled out the entire stack of envelopes tucked in the corner.

There were nearly thirty letters in total.

Yet they carried three years’ worth of her youthful memories.

Chu Jin met her first-ever pen pal during her senior year of high school.

Back then, she was the Chinese class representative and enjoyed writing overly sentimental, flowery phrases though she kept them to herself, never letting others see.

Faced with the pain her family brought her, Chu Jin always chose to cover her eyes and ears, facing it with optimism and never confiding in real-life friends. She didn’t want to burden others emotionally, nor did she want to be pitied.

So Chu Jin was used to swallowing these feelings whole.

And she constantly reminded herself not to be overly dramatic to stay strong.

Coincidentally, the city organized an event where students from all schools could write a letter to be randomly matched with another student.

It was through this opportunity that she met “Y.”

Chu Jin, who had always suppressed her emotions, finally found an outlet.

And “Y” was an excellent listener.

While comforting Chu Jin, Y told her that beyond the mountains and rivers of this world, true freedom awaited her once she escaped. Y was like a guide, always pointing her toward hope.

Though they only exchanged one letter a month, each one was packed full, making the envelopes bulge.

They talked about everything, the weather, food, places they’d been, and sights they’d seen.

Through these letters, Chu Jin glimpsed another world, touching a horizon far wider than her own.

Once, Y asked her about her dreams.

Chu Jin thought for a long time before replying.

She said she just wanted to earn a lot of money and be seen by everyone.

So she wanted to become an actress.

In her mind, becoming a celebrity meant wealth and adoration.

It wasn’t exactly a noble reason, and Chu Jin worried Y might disdain her for being materialistic.

But to her surprise, Y agreed.

Y even mentioned having a teacher who taught acting and said she could introduce them someday.

Though she had never seen Y’s face, Chu Jin had imagined her appearance countless times in her heart.

In Chu Jin’s perception, Y was a girl with a stable core, exuding composure and confidence. Though she came from a privileged family, she was never arrogant; though she excelled both in character and academics, she never boasted.

When she learned of Chu Jin’s struggles, Y never offered hypocritical sympathy. Unable to discuss glamorous parties, Y instead initiated conversations about ordinary campus life like the first snowfall of winter in Linhe.

This continued until the second semester of their sophomore year.

On the day of Lixia (the beginning of summer), after much hesitation, Chu Jin sent her final letter.

She wanted to meet Y.

But unfortunately, it was a letter that went unanswered.

Chu Jin still went to the agreed-upon spot later and waited an entire day in the pouring rain, but Y never appeared.

After that, Y vanished.

There was no further news of her.

It was then that Chu Jin realized, what she had with Y was like an illusory dream.

No name, no contact information.

A gust of wind, a downpour of rain, and nothing remained.

She didn’t even know if Y had ever truly existed.

But by then, Chu Jin had already learned many things Y had taught her.

No matter when or where, she must never stand still.

Tomorrow would always be a new day.

And a new day would bring new people.

So she had to move forward.

In the end, Chu Jin sealed all the letters in a bag and placed them at the very bottom of a storage box in the corner.

She could discard them the next time she cleaned.

Then she pulled out the exquisitely wrapped gift box beside it.

Though it had been sitting there for months, it remained pristine, silent and dignified.

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