The Cold And Straight Alpha Is Always Being Flirted With By The Goddess Aunt - Chapter 4

How is it that she’s been out for less than a month, Qinghe…

Inhale, hold, exhale…

In this ABO world, the spiritual energy is not as abundant as in her previous life in the cultivation world, making the path for Yan Qing to recover her original power extremely difficult.

Currently, two forces are tearing at each other within her body: one is the spiritual energy carried by her own spiritual consciousness, which is the cold snow lotus scent that Ji Qianqian smelled before and which she can also sense. The other is the scent of the carman mandarin pheromone, etched into the original body’s scent gland.

The former is the mind, the latter is the body. The disharmony between mind and body causes her complexion to be sickly pale. This greatly worried Yan Qinghe’s family upon their return from vacation.

Unlike the Ji family, the Yan family’s industry is vertically integrated, specializing in the production of advanced inhibitor patches and inhibitors, securing fifty percent of the inhibitor product market in H City and even the entire D Country. This achievement is inseparable from the huge annual investment in scientific research and development to maintain product innovation and natural compatibility with the human body, the business acumen of Yan Qinghe’s Omega mother, Yan Manxing, and the genius research mind of her non-blood related and non-legally related Aunt Xi Zhaowan.

The original Yan Qinghe only had a mother, no father. Her mother, Yan Manxing, was a natural prodigy, ambitious, and highly covetous of the Yan family inheritance.

Not for any other reason, but because Yan Manxing’s father, Yan Qinghe’s grandfather, Yan Jue was a genuine “Alpha-supremacist,” favoring Alphas over Omegas. In his view, only an Alpha could inherit the Yan family.

However, his beloved wife died early, leaving him only Yan Manxing, an Omega bloodline.

No matter how excellent she performed, she could hardly gain his approval. After his wife passed away, he completely gave up, indulging in promiscuity among flowers.

His true desire was to have an Alpha child, even if it was illegitimate. But all the sons and daughters he sired were Omegas… Yan Manxing scoffed; they were young and had illegitimate status, posing no threat to her at all.

In Yan Manxing’s memory, Yan Jue never stayed out overnight. Whenever he returned from debauchery outside, he would get drunk and stare blankly at his beloved wife’s photo.

She was indifferent to this. Her father was always able to completely separate sex and love. While his body was running wild outside, he would pretentiously guard a clean sanctuary for her deceased mother. In the end, it was nothing more than a self-consolation akin to a smokescreen.

Ultimately, he deeply moved himself but thoroughly disgusted others.

When Yan Manxing was 18, Yan Jue brought back a 16-year-old Omega girl, rumored to be his illegitimate daughter from earlier years. However, she didn’t carry the Yan surname, but Xi. Due to her resemblance to Yan Manxing’s birth mother, she became increasingly favored by Yan Jue.

Yan Manxing felt a strong sense of crisis because her father’s eyes, when looking at the girl, were filled not only with fatherly affection but also other emotions, as if looking through the girl at his early-deceased wife.

Gradually, this fondness turned into indulgence. Even though the two publicly referred to each other as “uncle and niece,” outsiders found the situation incredibly unsettling.

She took their hair and secretly conducted a paternity test, indeed, they had no blood relation. Bringing the girl surnamed Xi back was not raising a daughter, but rather a child bride a 16-year-old child bride.

Coincidentally, that same year, Yan Jue’s health deteriorated. Before the Xi girl turned 16 and before she could become her stepmother, and in order to completely take control of the Yan family rather than have an outside “stepmother” share the spoils, Yan Manxing made a bold decision. She used artificial insemination and embryo synthesis to birth Yan Qinghe in an artificial womb, and she commissioned a doctor to write a predictive medical report stating that the child would be 100% differentiated as an Alpha.

Yan Jue was overjoyed at the sight of her. Yan Qinghe’s arrival even improved his illness somewhat, though it was ultimately a temporary rally.

Before his death, Yan Manxing also gained status through her daughter and was designated as the Yan family heir. However, the position of that 16-year-old girl surnamed Xi, who was reportedly adopted from an orphanage, immediately became awkward her identity as a daughter was not acknowledged, and her status as a lover was even more impossible, as Yan Jue had not settled her affairs due to his illness.

Perhaps looking at the Xi girl’s face, which resembled her own mother’s, Yan Manxing still kept her, referring to her publicly as a sister. This implicitly acknowledged the girl’s place in the Yan family, a treatment even the other Omega illegitimate children did not receive.

“What is your real name?” she asked, as if formally meeting her for the first time.

“Xi Zhaowan,” the girl replied softly, lowering her eyes. Adopted from the orphanage, she had nowhere else to go.

Would she keep her?

“Alright, from today onward, you are a member of the Yan family. You can call me Elder Sister.”

Thus, Xi Zhaowan’s identity remained the same, merely shifting from Yan Jue’s niece to Yan Manxing’s distant cousin.

Grateful for Yan Manxing’s kindness in taking her in, Xi Zhaowan became exceptionally attentive to Yan Qinghe, who was born that year.

After Yan Qinghe’s birth, she gained an additional role: Yan Qinghe’s aunt. Since Yan Manxing was busy with her career and unable to fully dedicate her time, and despite having nannies and a housekeeper, she was afraid the child would not be properly cared for, so she entrusted Xi Zhaowan with raising her.

It can be said that Yan Qinghe was raised under Xi Zhaowan’s care, growing up with her. From helping her with initial learning, reading, and literacy, to selecting schools and tutors during every critical stage of her growth, Xi Zhaowan contributed greatly. Compared to Yan Manxing, Xi Zhaowan was more like a mother to Yan Qinghe.

Over 17 years, she gradually transformed from an innocent young girl into a 33-year-old independent professional, with her own career within the Yan family and family-like relationships with Yan Manxing and Yan Qinghe.

“Qing’er, what’s wrong?”

Xi Zhaowan raised her hand and placed it on Yan Qing’s forehead. She had rushed back, still wearing her elegant ivory colored top and mid-length skirt, gracefully swaying. She hadn’t even changed out of her simple travel attire.

This simple travel outfit, paired with her noble and elegant demeanor, looked exceptionally stylish. As soon as she entered the house, without putting down her brown suitcase, she saw Yan Qinghe coming down the spiral staircase for a drink of water and, without changing her clothes, rushed to her side with a look of urgency.

It was the scent of Gardenia. Yan Qing still disliked people being so close. Due to the original body’s memories, she had a good impression of Xi Zhaowan. This aunt, who was less like a mother and more like one, had meticulously cared for “her” since childhood.

She remembered once when the original body was sick, Xi Zhaowan attended to her for three days and three nights without undressing. Even her biological mother, Yan Manxing, did not do as much.

Before Yan Qinghe turned 10, Xi Zhaowan divided her time between participating in the research and management of the Yan family’s inhibitor research department and caring for Yan Qinghe. Only in recent years, as Yan Qinghe grew older, did she primarily focus on her career.

Unexpectedly, Yan Qinghe fell ill during her rare vacation trip. This made Xi Zhaowan feel uneasy, so she returned before her vacation was over.

“I’m fine, I’m much better,” Yan Qing subtly brushed Xi Zhaowan’s hand away. Even though Xi Zhaowan wore an inhibitor patch, her highly sensitive sense of smell could still detect it.

Yan Qinghe had always been very dependent on Xi Zhaowan since childhood. If it were normal, upon seeing her return, she would have rushed over, clinging to her, constantly calling out “Aunt Wan.”

Looking at the young girl’s pale, pretty face and the awkwardness of her hands when she coldly pushed her away, Xi Zhaowan smiled wryly. Why did it feel like Qing’er was a bit less intimate after being gone for just over a month? Was she starting to grow up?