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Qu Zhen is a Beta.
Conservative, plain, and unremarkable… yet somehow, she’s dating Su Qi, the most admired beauty on campus.
But just three months into their relationship, Qu Zhen catches Su Qi cheating, not just emotionally, but physically.
“Qu Zhen’s just too dull.”
“We’ve only held hands twice, ever.”
“Betas are boring compared to Alphas.”
Qu Zhen stands silently under the tree, stunned and heartbroken.
…
One week later, on a stormy night, Qu Zhen undergoes a rare second differentiation into an S-Class Alpha and accidentally marks a complete stranger.
The Omega she marks is ethereal and distant, with beauty like snow resting on spring mountains.
Her name is Shen Zhikou.
Before Shen Zhikou can speak, Qu Zhen flustered and blushing from her neck to her ears bows deeply.
“I… I’ll take responsibility, jiejie (big sister).”
In that room, the air thick with the scent of blooming flowers, Shen Zhikou remains silent, her eyes calm, her beauty untouchable like a statue carved from white jade.
…
They marry soon after.
Though respectful and distant by day, at night Qu Zhen earnestly fulfills her “marital responsibilities.”
As their feelings slowly grow, Qu Zhen, sweet but incredibly slow on the uptake begins to notice something strange.
Shen Zhikou is just a regular office worker…
So why does a simple “business trip souvenir” cost tens of millions?
Why does her awful boss disappear shortly after she vents about him?
And when she’s stranded at a snowy research outpost, why does Shen Zhikou arrive… in a private jet?
Then one day, Qu Zhen hears her ex, Su Qi, call Shen Zhikou “Auntie.”
That’s when the truth finally unravels.
Shen Zhikou is the heir to a century-old aristocratic family.
A powerful figure at the very top of the financial pyramid.
Beautiful on the outside, ruthless beneath.
Deceptively gentle, yet terrifyingly cunning.
None of this matches the quiet, graceful Omega Qu Zhen thought she knew.
Panicked, Qu Zhen tries to leave,
But before she can step away, soft lips press against her neck.
“Zhenzhen, where are you going?”
That low, husky voice holds a thousand sleepless nights. A love twisted, long-buried, and darkly devoted.
