I Topped the Aloof Omega in a Scummy Alpha Novel - Chapter 54

The sky in Tan City gets dark later than in the capital. When it was already pitch black where Xuan Yuchi was, the sky was still indigo blue where Bian Yunchen was.

She came to Tan City this time for two reasons: firstly, to attend the Tan City Film Festival. Although their country’s film and television industry was developed, it lacked an internationally influential film festival. The state strongly supported this Tan City Film Festival, and Bian Yunchen was invited to lend her weight to the event.

The second reason was charity. The Bian Group had annual charity projects, mainly in the medical field. Tan City was not large in area but was surrounded by several underdeveloped regions, making it the most suitable place to build a hospital.

Bian Yunchen flipped through documents containing evidence and medical examination reports of domestic violence against Omegas. Every page was shocking.

These Omegas were residents of Tan City. An Omega filmmaker found Bian Yunchen at the film festival and handed her a thick bag of documents, hoping she could help.

As the stronghold of the conservative party, Tan City had its own autonomous laws. Here, even if an Omega was subjected to domestic violence, the court would not grant a divorce.

The Omega filmmaker put a lot of thought into this, learning that Bian Yunchen intended to build a hospital in Tan City. She didn’t ask for anything else, only hoping that the hospital project could be implemented as soon as possible so that those Omegas suffering from domestic violence would at least have a place to seek medical treatment. They were persuaded by the conservative party to return to the family, had no source of income, let alone the means to see a doctor.

Xuan Yuchi was doing a plank on the floor, her phone screen facing her face. The video call had not been disconnected. Since Yunchen needed to review documents, they kept each other company in silence.

A drop of sweat rolled down Xuan Yuchi’s chin. Both of her arms were trembling, and it looked like she couldn’t hold on. The timer had only reached four minutes, and collapsing now would be too embarrassing.

She gritted her teeth and persisted for a while. Bian Yunchen suddenly looked up at her, her expression compassionate: “Don’t force yourself if you can’t do it anymore; you’ve already done great.”

“No, I can… still…”

Xuan Yuchi’s lips trembled, and with a whoosh, she collapsed onto the floor and rolled over: “What’s going on? I used to be able to do five minutes.”

Bian Yunchen smiled without speaking.

Seeing how focused she was, Xuan Yuchi couldn’t help but ask what she was looking at. Before Bian Yunchen could answer, someone knocked on the door outside.

One was the Omega filmmaker, and beside her stood another person, dressed in a formal suit, with a serious demeanor, around forty years old.

“Miss Bian, this is Professor Lan Ying.”

The Omega filmmaker had told Bian Yunchen that she wanted to bring a friend to visit her in the evening, someone who could help the hospital project get off the ground faster.

The three sat down. Bian Yunchen poured three cups of tea and placed her phone face down on the table.

Professor Lan first sincerely praised Bian Yunchen’s kindness, thanked her on behalf of the Omegas in and around Tan City, and spoke to Bian Yunchen about the situation there. The more she spoke, the more tragic her expression became, eventually leading her to wipe tears in front of Bian Yunchen.

In short, she was a member of the opposition party in Tan City, and perhaps backed by the opposition parties in other regions. She hoped to touch Bian Yunchen, who was also an Omega, through the tragic plight of these Omegas.

“Miss Bian has powerful influence and appeal both domestically and internationally. We hope you will stand with us.” Professor Lan stood up and bowed ninety degrees to Bian Yunchen, her attitude extremely sincere.

“We have only one extravagance: please publicly support us in the next general election. Although this will be an uphill battle, if people like you don’t speak up, this country will truly be beyond saving!”

Xuan Yuchi was deeply moved.

Having lived so many lives, she was all too aware of how many crazies in the opposition party were willing to risk their lives for an ideal world. She had fought alongside those people and had even sacrificed her life like them.

Xuan Yuchi opened her mouth, having something to say, but it wasn’t appropriate to speak at this time.

Bian Yunchen was like a goose feather drifting in the wind during a landslide, remaining detached, cold, and calm from beginning to end.

The Omega filmmaker felt that Professor Lan might have gone a bit too far, making Bian Yunchen feel pressured. She tried to smooth things over: “Miss Bian, it’s getting late, we won’t disturb your rest…”

She helped Professor Lan up. The two looked somewhat disheveled. Professor Lan had a bad lumbar spine, enduring the pain to walk to the door, almost falling.

“I will consider it.”

The woman standing by the floor-to-ceiling window looked at the backs of the two, finally offering a reply.

“Thank you,” Professor Lan wiped her tears again.

Hearing the heartfelt thank you, Xuan Yuchi’s eyes were moist: “Sister Bian.”

Bian Yunchen picked up the phone, seeing her eyes sparkling, and knew Xuan Yuchi was overflowing with sympathy.

“How much longer until you come back? Should I fly over to see you?”

Xuan Yuchi changed the subject. In this life, she didn’t want Yunchen to get involved in these matters again. This was her only selfish desire.

“Okay.” Bian Yunchen looked at her, enveloping Xuan Yuchi with her gaze.

Before going to Tan City, Xuan Yuchi returned home briefly. Xuan Ling was truly startled, thinking some strange person had broken in.

With her wife and daughter successively facing troubles, she had become thin and emaciated, living in fear and anxiety.

When Xuan Yuchi took off her makeup, Xuan Ling burst into tears, holding her tightly and sobbing.

Xuan Yuchi didn’t mention Huo Xiaoli’s matter to her. After they chatted for a while, and Xuan Ling’s emotions stabilized, Xuan Yuchi asked, “Mother, do I have a… a surviving one…”

“Where did you hear that?” Xuan Ling immediately interrupted her.

Xuan Yuchi lowered her head, silent for a few minutes, then said: “Yunchen told me.”

Given Yunchen’s current status, it wasn’t surprising that she knew these things, right?

Sure enough, Xuan Ling let out a sigh of relief.

Xuan Yuchi: “Mother, are there any other secrets in the Xuan family that I’m not allowed to know?”

Xuan Ling averted her gaze: “You are still young. It won’t be too late to know these things after you get married and settle down.”

Xuan Ling spoke with certainty, and Xuan Yuchi figured she wouldn’t get an answer tonight.

Xuan Yuchi: “If I get married, will you tell me?”

Xuan Ling’s eyes flashed: “Yunchen wants to marry you? But in your current state…”

Xuan Yuchi: “She doesn’t care.”

Xuan Ling smiled faintly. That was good; the Bian family had produced a true romantic.

After leaving home, Xuan Yuchi went straight to the airport, buying the last flight to Tan City. By the time she arrived at the hotel, it was already late at night.

“Knock, knock, knock.”

She tapped the door three times lightly.

“Why didn’t you tell me in advance? I could have picked you up.” Bian Yunchen pulled her inside, closed the door, and then pressed against it, stroking Xuan Yuchi’s arm up and down, trying to dispel the chill from her body.

“To give you a surprise.” Xuan Yuchi shook the small cake in her hand. It was a grape cream cake. She saw a cake shop on her way to the hotel and caught them just as they were closing. She bought the last cake in the store.

“It’s this late, and you’re still eating cake?” Bian Yunchen narrowed her eyes, sliding her finger into the gap between Xuan Yuchi’s hand and the cake, scratching lightly.

Xuan Yuchi leaned in closer, close enough to see the fine hairs on Bian Yunchen’s face. She curved her lips: “Not eating cake. What else? Should I eat the sister?”

Bian Yunchen felt that Xuan Yuchi was becoming increasingly lawless, always using such a sincere tone to say things that made one’s heart race and cheeks flush.

“No.” She turned her head, took the cake from her, and walked towards the sofa. She quickly untied the purple ribbon on the cake, shaking it at Xuan Yuchi.

Xuan Yuchi’s tail wagged enthusiastically, and she rushed towards Bian Yunchen, kneeling down at her feet with a swift movement.

The room’s heating was on. Bian Yunchen was wearing a high-end custom dress gifted by a brand, a pink, deep V halter-neck long dress that perfectly exposed the cleavage on her chest. The satin dress hugged her body, outlining her figure like a carved piece of art.

And yet, the texture was so tantalizing and memorable.

“This part is empty?” Xuan Yuchi pointed to the area where the straps crossed on her collar.

“No.” Bian Yunchen ate a spoonful of cake fed to her by Xuan Yuchi.

There was a piece of transparent fabric there, meant to prevent accidental exposure.

Xuan Yuchi stood up, pressed close to her, and licked the cream off her lips. It was delicious.

She fed Bian Yunchen a few more bites, quite naturally feeding her mouth to mouth.

Bian Yunchen was kissed into a daze.

The cream on the cake was gradually scraped clean.

Bian Yunchen went into the bathroom. In the mirror, there were two hickey marks on her neck, and her lips were swollen from the kissing. The dress she was wearing suffered the most.

She took off the dress. The fabric near the collar had a tear, was stained with a lot of cream, and had a few deep creases.

She really let a certain person misbehave. If she hadn’t given permission, Xuan Yuchi would have kept clinging to her and calling her “sister, sister.”

How did that saying go?

The squeaky wheel gets the grease.

If it weren’t for her menstrual cycle, who knows how far Xuan Yuchi would have gone with her mischief, but she raised this divine beast, so she had to bear with it.

The excitement of the film festival had subsided in Tan City. Bian Yunchen called the group’s personnel to interface with the hospital project and took Xuan Yuchi to look around Tan City.

Afraid of being recognized, they were fully covered, but since it was winter, no one found it strange that they were wrapped up like dumplings. The two walked hand in hand on the street. Ahead of them, a couple was getting engaged, one person proposing to the other. Bian Yunchen quickened her pace, not noticing that she had left Xuan Yuchi behind.

Xuan Yuchi quickly chased after her, filled with guilt, and gathered her into her arms: “I was wrong. I was truly wrong. Don’t be sad anymore. Everything is in the past. I won’t ever be like that again.”

A mist formed in Bian Yunchen’s eyes. She nodded and said okay.

Yes, it had been years, what was she still sad about? Xuan Yuchi wouldn’t leave her. They would never be separated for life.

“Let’s get married,” Bian Yunchen kissed Xuan Yuchi’s face through her mask.

Half a month later, the two held a secret wedding ceremony in a chapel on Fengxia Island.

No one would have expected Bian Yunchen’s wedding to be so low-key. The only guests were Xuan Ling and Xiao Qi. Xiao Qi even served as the wedding officiant, making it seem a bit deserted.

There were no wedding dresses or bouquets. The two wore thick, dark coats and didn’t even put on makeup, simply pinning their hair up, looking capable and neat, the scene as simple as an art film.

There was no heating in the capital during winter, but Bian Yunchen’s hand was held by Xuan Yuchi, and she didn’t feel cold at all. Her face was full of smiles, as if the wound from many years ago had finally been healed.

“I do.”

“I do.”

They exchanged vows and rings, followed by a deep kiss, their eyes only on each other, the noise of the world cast aside.

Xuan Ling took many photos. She wanted to take them back to show Huo Tian.

To show her that her daughter had finally grown up and had someone she wanted to protect.

On their wedding night, Xuan Yuchi secretly pulled Bian Yunchen to bury a jar of wine beneath a magnolia tree.

It was Osmanthus wine she had brewed herself.

Xuan Yuchi filled the soil back and stomped on it, then held Bian Yunchen’s hand and said: “From now on, we’ll bury a jar every year. When we get old, and don’t have many years left, we’ll dig it out and drink the wine we buried when we were young. How interesting would that be?”

Bian Yunchen lifted her hand to wipe the dirt off her face, looking at her seriously: “Good. You have to stay with me until we grow old.”

Xuan Yuchi buried her head on her shoulder, feeling a slight pang in her heart.

If only they could really grow old together.

System:Congratulations on completing the mission and marrying the aloof Omega. Mission reward—”Butterfly Effect”.

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