Mistaken ‘O’ is a Crazy Gorgeous Boss - Chapter 54

Outside the window, the storm raged like a battering ram, while the sci-fi movie on the screen unfolded with dramatic twists and turns.

Nestled in the alpha’s embrace, the Omega’s delicate face flushed with a captivating rosy hue, her fingers clutching the alpha’s shoulders, her head resting lightly against them.

Pheromones seeped out continuously with the alpha’s fingertip movements, two floral scents gradually filling the air. As the movie reached its climax, the protagonist followed the clues to the key object that would break the deadlock, tears shimmering in their eyes, overwhelmed with joy.

“Zhenzhen…”

“Sister.”

Tears also welled up in the Omega’s eyes, like scattered stars spilling into an overturned Milky Way, breathtakingly beautiful. Yet, as the moon waxes, it must wane; the surging tide of emotions pushed her to the brink of endurance. Sensing the alpha’s hesitation to withdraw, she instead took the initiative to bite the alpha’s lips.

The sounds from the movie’s climax drowned out the rapid downpour outside. The special effects of the protagonist’s relentless struggle against fate nearly obscured the Omega’s muffled, indistinct words.

“I still want Zhenzhen…”

The screen abruptly shifted as the movie approached its conclusion. As the tide of emotions gradually receded, Qu Zhen’s rationality slowly returned. Hearing the words of the person in her arms, she froze for a moment before the darkness in her eyes surged once more.

Those words, pleading, commanding, even tinged with a hint of coquettishness, stirred her heart deeply.

The thought of pulling away was instantly suppressed.

The bouquet in the diamond-shaped vase in the corner had long lost its freshness over the course of a week of neglect. Yet, the Omega in the alpha’s arms was radiant with an overwhelming allure, the rose-colored marks on her fair, rounded curves soon covered anew.

As the movie ended, the audio softened, and the rain outside gentled. Stains spread like watercolors, and the Omega’s vision seemed to fill with a blinding white light, her unfocused pupils losing clarity at the sound of the alpha’s voice.

“Sister.”

“I like you.”

The alpha, holding her tightly captive, made no attempt to conceal the possessiveness of her special period: “I like you, Sister.”

…

Outside, pedestrians in the rain dodged like trapped animals. The relentless downpour that had lasted four days finally ceased on the evening of the fifth day.

The pheromone scent that had lingered in the apartment for so long had faded significantly. All traces, indoors and out, were meticulously cleaned up by Qu Zhen, who had risen early. While replacing the trash bag in the master bedroom, she caught sight of the piled-up finger cots inside and felt her face grow warm. She swiftly and quietly replaced the bag.

The black bag completely concealed the absurdity within. Qu Zhen gazed at the Omega in bed, taking in her serene, picturesque sleeping face, and her heart soon overflowed with an indescribable emotion, softening like a spring stream at the end of March.

Leaving the room, Qu Zhen locked the main door and carried the trash bag downstairs to dispose of it.

The wind outside was strong. Wrapped in a beige scarf, the gland beneath her blocker patch slightly swollen, a clear sign of immense satisfaction during her estrus period, she quickened her pace back.

Entering the elevator and returning to the apartment, she had just removed her scarf when her phone vibrated in her pocket.

For the past four days, her phone had been on Do Not Disturb mode. It was only after waking up at noon today that Qu Zhen had switched it to vibrate.

Answering the call, she slipped into a pair of fluffy slippers.

“Hey, Xiao Qu.”

“Mm.” Qu Zhen’s mood was buoyant. “It’s me.”

“I hope I’m not disturbing you by calling now?” asked Xu Qingqing on the other end.

“It’s fine. What’s up?”

During the five days of her susceptible period, she and her Omega were lost in the throes of instinctual desire, completely oblivious to everything happening outside. It was only when she received Xu Qingqing’s call that Qu Zhen remembered it had been nearly a week since they reported Cao Yuan to the Second Gender Regulatory Bureau.

“The investigation results for Cao Yuan came out yesterday. The evidence was solid, and she didn’t try to argue or hire a lawyer to defend herself. The investigators at the Regulatory Bureau hinted to me that Cao Yuan will spend the rest of her life in prison.” Xu Qingqing’s tone was noticeably lighter. “That’s really great, it’s the happiest news I’ve heard all year.”

Hearing this, Qu Zhen smiled and said, “Yes, that’s wonderful.”

“Mm.” Xu Qingqing paused. “Xiao Qu, I’m really grateful to you for that day. If it weren’t for your courage, things might have turned out differently.”

“You’re welcome. It was the right thing to do.”

“I plan to resign from the company tomorrow. I’ll handle the handover in the next couple of days and won’t be going to work next week.”

Walking over to the water dispenser to get a drink, Qu Zhen didn’t ask why she was resigning and instead gently inquired about her next steps.

“Over the past few days, I’ve had some interactions with Director Lan. I really admire how she continuously speaks up for the beta community and works to improve the Beta Protection Laws through practical actions.” Xu Qingqing seemed to chuckle. “It also made me reflect on why I studied law in the first place. After thinking for a long time, it suddenly became clear to me. Xiao Qu, I’ve decided to apply for an external contractor position at the Second Gender Regulatory Bureau while also preparing for postgraduate entrance exams. I want to further my studies in law and become a lawyer who provides legal aid to the beta community.”

Qu Zhen felt genuinely happy for her. “That’s amazing! Keep it up!”

“Mm, I will.”

They chatted a bit more about their future plans before ending the call.

The room was quiet. Qu Zhen picked up a sofa cushion, leaned against it, and sat cross-legged on the carpet. She opened her phone browser and typed in Lan Wan’s name. The page quickly redirected to Lan Wan’s personal profile.

After skimming through it, Qu Zhen noticed the family relationship section at the bottom of the young director’s profile. The spouse field was empty, but the sister field listed a name she had heard before.

Lan Yu.

The former fiancée of Shen Yunxi’s Omega mother, Yun Yun, and now the chairman of Ningcheng’s Yunlan Group.

When Qu Zhen saw the characters “Yun” and “Lan” in the group’s name, she couldn’t help but think of the ending of the story Jiang Cheng had mentioned. Lan Yu, who had lost her beloved at a young age, had even embedded Yun Yun’s name in the company she founded.

Such deep affection, yet fate was so unfair. Qu Zhen sighed regretfully in her heart.

The media certainly favored this entrepreneur. When Qu Zhen clicked on Lan Yu’s name, the news reports that popped up were filled with lavish praise, as if Lan Yu were Ningcheng’s pride, her glory and shame tied to the city’s own.

In the latest news report, the gentle and humble Lan Yu was wearing a black coat, with an eight-year-old girl standing by her right side.

Scrolling further, Qu Zhen learned that Lan Yu had established a charitable foundation long ago and had been consistently rescuing and donating to children in impoverished, remote mountain villages for decades. She was lost in thought until a faint sound came from the room, snapping her back to reality. She set her phone aside and headed to the master bedroom.

Shen Zhikou’s first instinct upon waking was to reach for the spot beside her.

For the past five days, every time she stirred from her drowsy state, the young alpha would be right beside her, holding her tightly. Sometimes, she would ask shyly if she was feeling uncomfortable, while other times, she would simply continue kissing her.

She kissed her lips, her neck, her waist, her abdomen, the inside of her thighs, leaving no spot untouched, all while never loosening her embrace. Amidst these kisses, she would often slip back into that hazy state, completely yielding and allowing the young alpha to act tirelessly until, in the end, the bedsheets had to be changed again.

Or they would move to another location, carried to the bathroom or the bay window, continuing their endless intimacy.

As a result, there wasn’t a single moment when she truly relaxed. Even in her dreams, she saw the young alpha watching her, eyes glistening with tears as her consciousness gradually blurred.

Lying on her back, she gazed at the pure white ceiling and pressed her swollen red lips together, trying to prop herself up to reach the water glass on the bedside table. But her body hadn’t yet recovered from its exhaustion, and she found herself without an ounce of strength. After one attempt, she gave up.

The bedroom door wasn’t completely closed, and the noise from her attempt to get up caught the attention of Qu Zhen, who had been keeping a close watch.

Dressed in white cotton pajamas, the alpha hurried to the bedside, opened the thermos, and helped the Omega drink some water. Compared to the neatly dressed alpha, the slender Omega wore only a thin nightgown. Her fair, jade-like skin was covered in marks, with several spots particularly pronounced, as if her slender waist had been fiercely kissed and nipped.

Qu Zhen’s eyelashes fluttered slightly, and her ears turned red without a sound.

Shen Zhikou’s rosy lips were moistened by the warm water, her voice still a little hoarse. “How long did I sleep this time?”

When she woke up this morning, she had thought her young alpha had finally emerged from that feverish state, but that wasn’t the case. After breakfast, she had planned to take a bath to ease her fatigue. As rose petals floated on the surface of the tub, the rich scent of hyacinth once again filled the confined space.

The water rippled with the young alpha’s movements. Through the misty steam and a small mirror, she caught a glimpse of the intimate, lingering scene unfolding in the room.

“Sis…”

The young alpha’s voice and actions lacked their usual restraint, even verging on boldness. She fastened the silver restraints on her again, tracing her fingers inch by inch downward, her eyes dark and turbulent.

“Sis, you smell so good,” she murmured. “I love you. I want to be all over you…”

Her words faded into a kiss, and once again, she lost control. In the warm water, everything felt like a dream until water spilled over the edge of the tub, soft petals were crushed, and she drifted back into a deep sleep.

As the sensual scene faded, the alpha holding her whispered in reply, “Six hours. It’s just half past seven now.”

“Mm.” Shen Zhikou’s eyes narrowed slightly. “Are you still feeling unwell?”

“No, I’m fine.” Qu Zhen leaned down and kissed her cheek. “Are you hungry, Sis?”

“Not hungry.”

All the lingering marks had been wiped away by Qu Zhen. The room was bathed in a soft, hazy light, tinged with a faint orange glow. Shen Zhikou gazed at her, her eyes filled with complex emotions.

After a moment, she averted her gaze. “Do you remember the letter I asked you to open on Thursday?”

The workplace turmoil had yet to settle, and her sensitive period was approaching fiercely. When she was clear-headed, Qu Zhen devoted all her attention to Shen Zhikou. The letter of consent, which had been opened last Thursday, remained silently tucked away in the drawer.

“Sister, I’ll go get it now.”

“Mm.”

Following the information Shen Zhikou had given her, Qu Zhen retrieved the reply letter wrapped in a pale pink envelope and asked with a delighted expression, “Sister, can I open it and read it now?”

“Come up and sit beside me.”

Slipping off her cotton slippers, Qu Zhen climbed onto the bed, pulling Shen Zhikou into her embrace as they leaned against the headboard together. The pink envelope, sealed with a cartoon puppy sticker, was held tightly in Qu Zhen’s hand, as if it were a precious treasure.

“You can open it and read it now.”

“Mm.”

As Qu Zhen removed the envelope and unfolded the folded letter, her heart felt as if it held a butterfly ready to take flight. With every word and sentence she read, the butterfly fluttered its wings, stirring up a hurricane in her heart and causing the little deer representing her affection to run wild.

[To My Beloved Wife, Zhenzhen:

I hope this letter finds you well. Reading your words feels like seeing you in person.

Zhenzhen, every time I call you this, my heart softens, like a lost traveler finding their way home. Since we met, you first feared me, then respected me, pitied me, and finally, as you said, came to like me. This was no easy feat, and it is an incredibly precious thing. To me, your affection is like a gift from God to a believer, I treasure it deeply and hope it lasts forever.

During this time, I’ve received three love letters from you. I’ve read each one carefully and loved them all. In your letters, you are bolder, expressing your affection openly and passionately. Yet, whether in reality or in your letters, you only express yourself without ever asking. All along, you’ve never asked me how I feel about you. It seems you’ve always been wavering, hesitating, and uncertain. Not giving you enough sense of security and confidence is my failing, but please do not doubt my sincerity toward you because from the moment I first saw you, I knew it could only be love between us.]

The reply wasn’t particularly long, only about a third the length of the love letters Qu Zhen had written. Yet Qu Zhen read it for a long, long time, going over every word and sentence repeatedly, as if she wanted to etch the contents of the letter into the deepest part of her soul.

In an instant, too many complex emotions surged in her heart. Her eyes even took on a hint of rouge, the corners burning red.

“Sister.”

“Mm.” Shen Zhikou turned to look at her. “Do you still doubt it?”

“Never again.” Her lips moved slightly. “It was my foolishness before, Sister.”

“This is my first time writing a love letter to a young girl. It’s not very well-written, but I’ll try harder in the future.”

Qu Zhen disagreed. “Sister, you wrote it exceptionally well.”

Shen Zhikou brushed her thumb over Qu Zhen’s tear-stained eyelid. “Did I make my good girl cry?”

Qu Zhen shook her head, denying it.

“Then why are your eyes as red as a little rabbit’s?”

Qu Zhen knew Shen Zhikou was teasing her again. She carefully placed the letter back into the envelope, storing it reverently in the cabinet where she kept her treasures. Then, she returned to Shen Zhikou’s side, holding her tightly in her arms and tirelessly repeating how much she loved her.

In the end, Shen Zhikou covered her mouth and kissed the corner of her eye.

“I love Zhenzhen too.”

Qu Zhen kissed her palm.

Shen Zhikou held her hand, her hoarse voice tinged with a teasing amusement: “But these past five days, I’ve been injured by the fierce Zhenzhen while applying medicine. If we can’t continue, what should we do?”