After the Divorce, My Wife Is Impossible to Coax - Chapter 9

Chapter 9

As soon as Lu Shen stepped out of the car, she finally emerged from the shadow of the storm clouds. Lu Yi was waiting for her at the entrance of the Medical Center.

“You don’t have to deal with Wei Ruicheng next time,” Lu Yi said. She knew Lu Shen disliked it, but Lu Congwen constantly forced her to interact with the various clans, effectively sending a sheep into a pack of wolves. “You are already half a member of the An family now.”

“I know, Aunt.”

“I just want to see,” Lu Shen said softly, “how he dies.”

Lu Yi watched her walk into the Medical Center. Perhaps An Zhaoyu would be a good choice after all?

At the end of the workday, knowing An Zhaoyu didn’t have her car, Lu Shen drove to the training grounds.

The flight crew members didn’t expect to see Doctor Lu for the third time in a single day, and the fires of gossip instantly blazed. However, An Zhaoyu gave them no chance; she pulled open the car door and commanded Lu Shen to lock the doors and windows.

“So annoying,” An Zhaoyu muttered as she buckled her seatbelt. She looked out the window with disdain. If she were driving, she would have floored the gas and left those buzzing “mosquitoes” in a cloud of exhaust long ago.

This Omega always expressed her emotions so bluntly. All her dissatisfaction and dislikes were exposed openly under the sun, without a trace of darkness. Compared to that gloomy, freezing villa, hearing her complaints gave Lu Shen a grounded sense of reality—a feeling of standing on solid earth. Otherwise, Lu Shen might have believed the entire world was just a phantom reflection of that building.

“Don’t go home. To ‘The Lighthouse’,” An Zhaoyu tapped the navigation screen twice, changing the GPS destination.

The Lighthouse. It sounded like a bar.

Is she treating me like a chauffeur? Lu Shen blinked, her thoughts pausing for a brief second.

“High school reunion, did you forget?” Seeing her confused expression, An Zhaoyu kindly reminded her. To attend the gathering, An Zhaoyu had changed out of her beloved uniform into casual clothes, whereas she usually wore her uniform all the way home.

Reunion. This was a word far removed from Lu Shen’s vocabulary. She never attended gatherings.

Lu Shen glanced at her. An Zhaoyu was looking down at her phone, seemingly having already coordinated with friends at the bar to arrive shortly.

Fine.

The Omega was wearing a vibrant red short quilted jacket today, which made her skin appear even fairer. The cropped style looked a bit like a racing suit, giving her a sunny, handsome youthfulness—a cool charm different from an Alpha’s.

The scene was in color again. An Zhaoyu truly loved wearing these bright, vivid colors.

“Do you like looking at me that much? Am I pretty?” An Zhaoyu said without looking up.

“…” Lu Shen withdrew her gaze. She rarely felt “speechless,” but this was one of those times.

The street where An Zhaoyu’s destination was located was very lively, with more than one bar on the block. Lu Shen thought a hospital opened around here would probably have excellent business.

She dropped An Zhaoyu off at the entrance of The Lighthouse first, then went to the underground garage to park. Arriving one after the other meant people wouldn’t immediately associate them together.

Left at the curb, An Zhaoyu couldn’t help but roll her eyes. In Lu Shen’s view, it was simply being polite.

“A-ha! Isn’t this Captain An!”

“Welcome, welcome! Our class’s only Omega pilot!”

The moment An Zhaoyu entered the bar, she became the center of attention. Her high school classmates were all from S City and saw each other often; they loved teasing her.

“That’s enough,” An Zhaoyu said. Since they were classmates, she didn’t use her “Captain” persona. She walked into the crowd and found a single sofa to sit on.

Many Alphas sighed with regret—they didn’t dare get too close to her because of Wei Jinlin. The Omegas, however, loved surrounding her.

“What do you want to drink today?” The owner of the bar was An Zhaoyu’s high school desk-mate, Zhang Simeng. She was a cute Omega girl about the height of An Zhaoyu’s chin. The two had remained close for years, and she knew An Zhaoyu loved to drink.

“I don’t know,” An Zhaoyu said. She had a list of drinks in mind, but then she remembered she was pregnant.

“Let me recommend some?” Zhang Simeng took out her phone and began detailing the latest new arrivals.

When Lu Shen walked in, this was the sight that greeted her: The Omega girl with twin tails was leaning half-way against An Zhaoyu’s shoulder. They were very close, their cheeks almost touching, their faces illuminated by the bright smiles reflected on the phone screen. Not only that, but several other Omegas were standing behind them, joining the discussion.

Captain An looked like she was surrounded by flowers… Lu Shen couldn’t find the right words for a moment, only feeling the scene was strangely harmonious. Even if one of the Omegas held a glass to An Zhaoyu’s lips, Lu Shen wouldn’t have found it out of place.

They were all classmates, but Lu Shen’s memory of high school was thin. Aside from An Zhaoyu, she only remembered this flamboyant, unbridled Omega.

“Lu Shen? Why are you here?” An Alpha standing by the bar saw her and was astonished.

“A rare guest!”

“Are you here for the reunion? Or just passing by?”

Most of the Alphas instinctively gravitated toward Lu Shen. It was rare to see this Beta beauty; almost no one from high school had seen her since university started. She had only grown more exquisite—more beautiful than many Omegas. She stood there, cool and detached, like the moon hanging in the sky, even in the middle of a neon-lit bar.

An Zhaoyu looked up, her eyes meeting Lu Shen’s in this atmosphere. It was a bizarre situation: the Beta and Omega, respectively surrounded by Alphas and Omegas, were the ones who had already registered their marriage and shared a child.

“Xiao Yu, didn’t you once help your brother chase Lu Shen?” Zhang Simeng broke the subtle, stagnant tension between them.

“I think so! Well? Did he catch her?”

“If he did, wouldn’t you have to call Lu Shen ‘Sister-in-law’?”

An Zhaoyu didn’t speak, and Lu Shen didn’t answer. They occupied opposite sides, creating a clear divide. Seeing the mood turning awkward, the others quickly changed the subject to their current lives.

“Lu Shen, my mom actually tried to set me up on a blind date with a Beta who had the same name as you. Apparently, the waiting list goes into next year. I almost thought it was really you.”

“You’re dreaming. If it were really Lu Shen, I’d go even if the wait was until next year!”

Lu Shen wasn’t much of a talker, but the Alphas nearby were quite familiar, trying hard to find topics to chat with her.

While the Alphas and Omegas on both sides chatted separately, Zhang Simeng had an Alpha bartender pour a glass of wine to bring over for An Zhaoyu to taste. An Zhaoyu didn’t immediately refuse. Lu Shen’s gaze followed the glass, catching the way An Zhaoyu’s eyebrow arched.

“Xiao Yu, try this. It’s your favorite—”

Before Zhang Simeng could finish, just as she brought the glass to An Zhaoyu’s lips, exactly as Lu Shen had hypothesized earlier, the glass was taken from her hand.

She looked up, stunned. “Lu… Lu Shen?”

“She can’t drink,” Lu Shen stood before An Zhaoyu, looking down at the Omega. Her voice remained soft and calm.

“Why?” Zhang Simeng asked, even faster than An Zhaoyu could.

Everyone’s attention was captured. What was this play? Weren’t they supposedly on bad terms or at least unfamiliar? So now… what did it mean for Lu Shen to take An Zhaoyu’s drink?

Lu Shen tilted her head slightly at An Zhaoyu. The meaning was clear: pregnant people shouldn’t drink. But An Zhaoyu never played by the rules. She clearly didn’t intend to explain, waiting like everyone else for Lu Shen’s answer.

Their relationship was settled, but An Zhaoyu didn’t want to say it herself. She wanted Lu Shen to speak first. This was a contest of wills—the result would determine, in the eyes of others, who had made the first move.

An Zhaoyu was provoking Lu Shen.

Lu Shen tilted her head back and downed the wine herself.

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