I Topped the Aloof Omega in a Scummy Alpha Novel - Chapter 52

“I’m eating so well”

A tingling pain spread through her entire body the moment Xuan Yuchi bit through the scent gland, and an explosive sense of euphoria surged into her brain.

The scent of aromatherapy diffused in the air, mixed with a faint, elusive grassy aroma.

So, this was the scent of Xuan Yuchi’s pheromones when she was aroused.

It felt as if aromatherapy oil was dripping onto Bian Yunchen’s neck, scorching her. She pressed close to the heat source, nuzzling cheek-to-cheek with Xuan Yuchi.

The mountain snow melted, soaking the grass.

“Enough…”

Her body seemed to have reached its limit and could not bear any more.

She leaned back against Xuan Yuchi’s embrace, tears welling up in her eyes, looking as if she would dissipate into smoke if touched.

“Alright…” Xuan Yuchi wiped her fingers, kissing her hair, still holding her tightly.

It wasn’t their first intimate encounter, but it felt like the very first time, tasting a little sweetness and then shamelessly wanting more.

The marked Omega was extremely sensitive, lying exhausted in her arms, very dependent on Xuan Yuchi’s scent. Her flushed cheeks were seductive, a sight that was sure to stir the Alpha’s desire again.

Xuan Yuchi covered her eyes. Bian Yunchen’s hand rested on Xuan Yuchi’s hand, their pheromones intertwined, as if they were both submerged in water.

Xuan Yuchi whispered, “Yunchen, I only love you, truly.”

With her other hand, she played with Bian Yunchen’s fingers. Bian Yunchen’s nails were painted nude pink, glowing like lychees. Xuan Yuchi couldn’t resist putting the finger into her mouth and sucking on it for a moment.

Bian Yunchen pressed her tongue with that finger and said softly, “Okay, I know.”

She lifted her head, withdrawing her finger from Xuan Yuchi’s mouth, pinching her chin. They looked at each other, smiled, and then kissed again.

A bathroom had been specially built in the basement for Xuan Yuchi’s arrival. After they cleaned up, Xuan Yuchi blew dry Bian Yunchen’s hair and asked her, “When can I leave?”

Bian Yunchen closed her eyes, seemingly enjoying it: “We’re still arranging a new identity for you. Are you in a hurry?”

She felt a little jealous, hoping Xuan Yuchi would voluntarily explain why she went abroad.

Xuan Yuchi turned the hairdryer up a notch and blew enthusiastically, making Bian Yunchen’s hair fly everywhere, the strands near the side of her head sticking to her face.

“A little anxious.”

“Sister Bian, can you accept me having secrets?”

She asked Bian Yunchen candidly. After so many times of seeing each other naked, should a relationship built on honesty allow for secrets?

Bian Yunchen brushed her hair aside, poked Xuan Yuchi’s waist with her hand, and said helplessly, “Yes.”

A few days later, Bian Yunchen brought a person into the basement.

Seeing Huo Xiaoli, Xuan Yuchi felt a hint of surprise.

She shouldn’t have told Yunchen about those things, right?

They had agreed not to let Yunchen recall those terrible memories.

“I see you’re doing quite well down here?” Huo Xiaoli sneered.

Xuan Yuchi looked at Yunchen.

Bian Yunchen: “From now on, you and Xiaoli will share one identity.”

Xiaoli… why is she calling her so intimately?

Xuan Yuchi was a little annoyed: “How can I share an identity with her?”

If you take off Huo Xiaoli’s cool sunglasses, who wouldn’t be able to tell them apart?

Bian Yunchen: “Xiaoli… is actually your sister.”

Xuan Yuchi: “Huh???”

Xuan Yuchi: [666, Am I having an illusion?]

System: [This part of the content has been locked.]

Huo Xiaoli snorted, went to the bathroom, and washed her face. She took off her sunglasses, washed away the heavy makeup, and used a tissue to wipe off the thick foundation. Her face gradually became natural.

She stood in the bathroom, gazing at Xuan Yuchi from a distance.

Xuan Yuchi was too shocked to speak.

That face looked exactly like hers.

Bian Yunchen: “Aunt Huo gave birth to twin daughters back then. Xiaoli was weak and was immediately taken to the ICU after birth. She was swapped by someone with ill intentions. The swapped child didn’t survive the night. This has always been a painful memory for Aunt Huo, so she never mentioned it publicly. It was only after I saw Xiaoli’s true appearance and asked Aunt Xuan Ling that I learned about this.”

Huo Xiaoli stopped straining her voice and spoke in her original tone: “Don’t be too touched. I’m not helping you because we are sisters.”

Xuan Yuchi felt as if she were hearing herself speak.

Xuan Yuchi stepped forward: “Then how have you lived all these years?”

Huo Xiaoli walked out of the bathroom, bypassed her, and said, “It’s none of your business. From today on, I’ll speak to people in my original voice. You’ll make your hair look like mine, learn how to do my makeup, and start adapting to my life.”

Xuan Yuchi’s hair had been personally dyed and cut by Bian Yunchen.

Xuan Yuchi mastered the essence of Huo Xiaoli’s makeup in one day—it essentially made her look like a cold, killer Black Widow.

Huo Xiaoli informed Xuan Weiming that she needed to go abroad for a trip. Xuan Weiming was slightly displeased but still agreed.

Part of the reason for his successful career was thanks to Huo Xiaoli.

This child seemed to have a ‘third eye,’ always being one step ahead of others.

The first thing Xuan Yuchi did after landing in BALI was to inform Bian Yunchen.

She took a selfie at the airport and sent it to Bian Yunchen.

Xuan Yuchi: I’ve arrived. Have you eaten?

Bian Yunchen was shooting an advertisement. By the time she finished and saw Xuan Yuchi’s message, it was half an hour later.

Ai Chen: Not yet, not hungry.

Xuan Yuchi was in the car. Seeing this message, Bian Yunchen’s calm expression flashed in her mind. A playful mood struck her, and she particularly wanted to stir things up.

Xuan Yuchi: Missing you [Heart].

Bian Yunchen smiled, flipped her phone with one hand, and replied.

Ai Chen: Got it.

Xuan Yuchi: What are you doing?

Ai Chen: Working.

Xuan Yuchi: Let me see?

” Ai Chen” sent her a photo of an indoor shooting set.

Xuan Yuchi: Hmm? Didn’t I want to see your face?

” Ai Chen” sent another photo.

It was the September issue of a top-tier women’s magazine. Bian Yunchen on the cover was wearing top luxury jewelry and an unreleased haute couture outfit from a luxury brand, looking incredibly elegant and noble.

The magazine was placed on a small black round table next to a cup of iced Americano. The clear liquid reflected the elegant face of the person taking the photo, which could be seen as a little trick.

Xuan Yuchi: So I’m eating so well? [Heart Eyes] X5

The speaker had no specific intent, but the listener took it to heart.

Bian Yunchen’s cheeks flushed. Assistant Liu squinted an eye and guessed, then leaned closer to see Xuan Yuchi’s chat box.

Well, even a movie queen flirts on WeChat when she’s in love.

Assistant Liu: “Sister Yunchen, it’s time to prepare for the next set.”

Using the identity of “Huo Xiaoli,” Xuan Yuchi indirectly contacted her middle school, obtaining Bai Yangyang’s contact information from the school archives.

Before leaving, she called Bai Yangyang, using a simulated “Huo Xiaoli” voice, saying she was Xuan Yuchi’s cousin and needed to meet with her about something.

She remembered Bai Yangyang as a quiet, unassuming girl in class who loved reading. She said she was working at an observatory now, which quite matched Xuan Yuchi’s imagination of her.

Bai Yangyang was not surprised that someone related to Xuan Yuchi had contacted her.

A while ago, she had unexpectedly learned about Xuan Yuchi’s death from her mother.

Her cousin, Bai Fu, was celebrating the news with champagne at home and insisted on continuing to pursue Bian Yunchen, despite her family’s objections.

When Bai Ci was secretly plotting against Bai Yi in the study, Bai Yangyang happened to pass by and overheard a few sentences.

It was in those few dozens of seconds that Bai Yangyang saw a red-haired woman contact her in the future, mentioning Xuan Yuchi.

The two agreed to meet in a secluded coffee shop and arrived almost simultaneously.

“Hello, I’m Huo Xiaoli.”

“Bai Yangyang.”

They shook hands and sat down.

Bai Yangyang received a video call invitation from her mother.

He Lan saw her daughter hang up, so she simply sent her a long text.

Annoyance: Yue, ah, a few days ago, someone claiming to be your friend, named Huo Xiaoli, helped Mom pay off debts and arranged a job for her. She must be interested in you. She seems to be coming to find you? Remember to be enthusiastic towards her…

Bai Yangyang quickly skimmed the text, catching the keywords, and rolled her eyes internally.

“Miss Huo, please be direct. I’m used to being straightforward when working abroad.” Her tone was noticeably colder.

What a quick change of face.

It seemed Bai Yangyang and her mother’s relationship was quite strained; she had made a misstep here.

It doesn’t matter, she has a backup plan.

Xuan Yuchi took a sip of coffee: “Since the late Dr. Smith, your observatory has been dedicated to predicting world changes through the trajectory of a star cluster. And you are the current head of this observation. Miss Bai must be very interested in predicting the future, right?”

Bai Yangyang stared intently: “Weren’t you going to talk to me about Xuan Yuchi?”

“I’m more interested in her.”

Xuan Yuchi swallowed a confused “hmm” with a mouthful of coffee: “She was murdered.”

“By my cousin?” She did not try to avoid the topic.

Xuan Yuchi’s voice carried a hint of sadness: “No, by Bian Yunchen’s mother. Her mother disliked Xuan Yuchi and wanted her to disappear from this world.”

Bai Yangyang was slightly moved: “Those who live in the upper echelons always think they are the masters of the world, easily wiping out a person’s existence.”

Her tone became colder: “Tell me, what exactly do you want from me?”

Xuan Yuchi asked: “How do you change fate?”

Bai Yangyang seemed to have heard an ancient question. She fell silent, sneered, and exhaled slowly.

She stared into the eyes of the person opposite her, trying to glimpse her destiny. Finally, her eyes were scorched.

Ai Chen insect flew into her eye.

Xuan Yuchi rushed her to the emergency room and waited anxiously outside the door.

An hour later, Bai Yangyang was wheeled out.

She asked Xuan Yuchi: “Who exactly are you?”

When she was seven, she first saw a person’s destiny through their eyes.

That person was named Duanmu Ling, her mother’s lover, and a politician.

For a long time, she regarded Duanmu Ling as a mother. Every time Duanmu Ling came to their house, she would bring her gifts, accompany her in painting, and tell her many new things, serving as her enlightenment teacher.

Thus, she told Duanmu Ling her secret—she could see the future.

“A flock of black birds will fly past the window soon.”

“Someone is going to tell you to leave.”

“Mom will cut her finger when she slices fruit.”

Within minutes, everything Bai Yangyang said was verified one by one.

Duanmu Ling found it incredible and asked Bai Yangyang what else she could foresee.

Bai Yangyang looked into her eyes for a long time. She smiled and said, “Mother will become a very powerful figure, with many people supporting you.”

Duanmu Ling was surprised. She had never told He Lan about her identity.

But Yangyang’s expression gradually turned heartbroken.

“You will also die because of it.”

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