The Green Tea Omega Has Turned Bad - Chapter 24

Zhao Daimann followed close behind, and both were startled by the scene before them. She repeatedly shouted, “Separate at once! Separate! What does this look like?!”

The servants stepped forward to tidy the room, keeping their heads down and pretending not to see the two on the bed. Inwardly, however, they were screaming at the excitement, itching to move their fingers and share this explosive “gossip” to their family group chats.

Shocking! The second young lady of the Yan family caught “rolling in the sheets” in public with the Shang family heir? The reason behind it is heartwarming!

Yan Xia said with difficulty, “Mom, it’s not that I don’t want to separate…”

It was just that the moment she moved even slightly, Shang Wandong would press her back down again.

Shang Wandong was currently like a child who had finally bought a long-coveted toy; her eyes and heart were full of the person in her arms, and she didn’t want anyone else to take her away.

An Alpha in their susceptibility period has extremely strong desires for control and possession. Their way of expressing affection is more overt and extreme than usual; when facing the “prey” they desire, it is very difficult for them to let go easily.

And now, Shang Wandong seemed to recognize only Yan Xia’s pheromones, showing exceptional rejection toward everyone else.

Seeing this, Zhao Daimann could only walk forward and try to persuade her gently, “Wandong, Yan Xia is an Omega. It will cause trouble if you two stay huddled together like this.”

Shang Wandong shot her a glance, and a rich scent of sea salt suddenly exploded. Her pheromones were far more aggressive than an average person’s, directly shocking Zhao Daimann and several other Omega servants until their legs went weak, leaving them with no strength left to step forward and intervene.

After scaring everyone under their watchful eyes, Shang Wandong obediently tucked her head back into the crook of Yan Xia’s neck, acting like an ostrich burying its head in the sand.

Seeing this, Yan Xia couldn’t help but chuckle inwardly: Starting to use pheromone suppression now? That’s playing dirty.

Although scaring this unreliable biological mother felt quite satisfying, if she let Shang Wandong keep holding her like this, it would be disastrous if the fact that she wasn’t actually an Omega got exposed.

She rubbed Shang Wandong’s head and said in a gentle, whispered tone, “Sister, you can get up now.”

Shang Wandong refused: “No.”

Yan Xia softly comforted her, “But you’re injured. We must treat it now, otherwise the wound will worsen.”

Shang Wandong remained silent.

Seeing that this tactic wasn’t working, Yan Xia feigned discomfort, her voice sounding piteous: “It makes me feel a bit unwell when you hold me so tightly.”

“…Is that so?” Shang Wandong hesitantly loosened her grip a bit. “How about this?”

Yan Xia shook her head, her voice trembling as if she were a delicate little white flower swaying in the wind: “It’s not because of that. You know, I’m just a weak Omega. I can’t withstand such powerful pheromones from you, Sister.”

Yan Siqiu, standing to the side: “…”

If I hadn’t seen you kick that door down with my own eyes, I would have believed you!

Hearing this, Shang Wandong raised her head and looked at her.

Yan Xia pinched herself hard in a hidden spot, working very hard to squeeze out a few crocodile tears until her eyes were misty.

Her dark hair was dampened by sweat and bloodstains, sticking messily to her pale cheeks. She looked exactly like a “sickly beauty” ravaged by pain, making one’s heart ache uncontrollably.

Shang Wandong had no choice but to let her go, her eyes filled with regret. “Alright then.”

She extended her injured left hand directly in front of Yan Xia and said, “Then you help me.”

Yan Xia was stunned.

A servant nearby hurried forward. “Miss Shang, the Second Miss doesn’t know how to handle this. It’s better if we do it.”

Shang Wandong lifted her eyelids and stared at her expressionlessly.

The servant’s face turned pale instantly. Under the terrifying pheromone pressure, her feet felt as if they were nailed to the floor.

Seeing this, Yan Xia smiled. “I know how. Let me do it.”

She used to get injured often when she was young and had accumulated plenty of experience in treating her own wounds.

Seeing that Shang Wandong was only willing to listen to Yan Xia now, Zhao Daimann could only shoot a few meaningful looks at the servants.

Several Beta servants hurried over, trembling as they offered the medicine with both hands.

The other servants nimbly cleared the shards from the floor and quickly retreated outside the door.

Yan Xia skillfully shook the disinfectant spray in her hand and began to carefully clean Shang Wandong’s wound. Finally, she wrapped several layers of bandages and instructed her, “Don’t shower today. The wound shouldn’t touch water.”

Shang Wandong watched her without blinking, nodding seriously.

Seeing that Shang Wandong was now showing a bit of docility and obedience that she didn’t usually possess, Yan Xia’s heart softened. She couldn’t help but reach out and rub the other girl’s head.

Zhao Daimann cleared her throat a few times, breaking the inexplicable atmosphere between the two. “What are you all standing around for? Hurry and get the inhibitors for Miss Shang.”

The Beta servants nearby rushed to find the inhibitors, while Yan Xia and the rest of the Omegas were asked to leave the room.

As she walked out the door, Yan Xia noticed that Shang Wandong’s gaze followed her the entire time. She looked lonely and dejected, like a large dog abandoned by its owner.

She almost felt a twinge of pity, wishing she could rush back into the room and take Shang Wandong away with her.

Zhao Daimann stood before them, her expression very serious as she asked, “What exactly happened just now?”

Yan Xia and Yan Siqiu exchanged a look, and the latter said timidly, “We were in the living room when we suddenly heard the sound of an argument from upstairs.”

Hearing this, Zhao Daimann rubbed the bridge of her nose. Logically, this was the Shang family’s private matter, and she had no right to pry, but for Shang Ruyun to just leave her own daughter here like this and dump such a mess behind was simply too much.

“Did you hear what they were arguing about? Did Shang Wandong say anything?”

Yan Xia: “I didn’t hear. She didn’t tell me anything. Perhaps her emotions are unstable because of the susceptibility period.”

Yan Siqiu glanced at her and curled her lip, feeling a bit of regret in her heart.

If she hadn’t listened to Yan Xia and left back then, maybe the person Shang Wandong was holding would have been her. Then, she could have taken advantage of the chaos to ask for a mark…

At this fantasy, Yan Siqiu became extremely shy, and her cheeks couldn’t help but turn a deep red.

Yan Xia said out of the blue, “Siqiu, Mom is talking to you.”

Yan Siqiu was startled. Snapping back to reality, she instinctively stood up straight. “Mom?!”

But the space in front of her was empty; Zhao Daimann had already gone somewhere else.

Realizing she had been played, she looked at Yan Xia in a fit of pique. “You what are you doing?!”

Yan Xia looked at her with a beaming smile. “What were you thinking about? You didn’t even notice Mom left.”

“I was thinking…” Yan Siqiu paused, then glared at her huffily. “None of your business!”

Yan Xia squinted her eyes, teasing with a laugh, “You were thinking about Wandong, weren’t you?”

Yan Siqiu’s face flushed hot, and she turned her head away, ignoring her.

Yan Xia shrugged and turned to leave.

Yan Siqiu hurried to call her back: “Hey, what did Mom say before she left?”

“She told you to wipe your drool…” Yan Xia changed her tone and laughed. “Don’t be mad, I’m just joking. She didn’t say much, just told us not to talk about what happened and to stay away from Shang Wandong for the next few days.”

“Oh.” Yan Siqiu bit her lip, lowering her head and saying hesitantly, “Actually… actually, today, you did a pretty good job.”

Yan Xia’s eyes widened in great surprise.

Oh? This cheap younger sister actually knows how to praise people?

“Why are you looking at me like that?” Yan Siqiu’s face was red. “I just feel that if you hadn’t kicked the door down today, maybe Sister Wandong would have…”

She hesitated, her brows furrowing deeply. “Speaking of which, isn’t your health poor? How did you have so much strength to kick the door?”

Yan Xia: “…It was a spur-of-the-moment thing. After all, people explode with great power in moments of crisis.”

Yan Siqiu: “?”

Yan Xia gave an awkward but polite smile. “Haha, I’m going back to my room to study. I have an exam tomorrow, so you should rest early too.” Having said that, she quickly left Yan Siqiu behind and locked herself in her room in one smooth motion.

Only after blocking the curious Yan Siqiu behind the door did she breathe a sigh of relief.

“Ding-dong! Congratulations, Host. The emotional storyline has progressed smoothly. Positive Points +100!”

Yan Xia was startled. “System? When did you come back?”

“Just now.” The system teased her, “Hehe, Host, how are things going between you and Shang Wandong?”

Yan Xia felt depressed. “Don’t mention it. Nothing happened.”

The system was shocked. “Ah? Weren’t you two already hugging?”

Yan Xia had a cold face. “The way she held me and wouldn’t let go was very cool, but the way she did absolutely nothing was really a letdown.”

System: “…”

[Announcement: Reader “Demacia” fed 1 Landmine, Positive Points +50! Comment: Damn, Dong-zi, are you really no good! Mommy is truly disappointed in you!]

Yan Xia didn’t know whether to laugh or cry. She asked the system, “How many Positive Points do I have in total now?”

System: “A cumulative total of 760 points.”

“That’s not even enough for a ten-pull.” Yan Xia sighed and waved her hand. “Then I’ll just do a single pull first.”

“You got it!” the system replied obediently. “Positive Points -160. Current cumulative total is 600 points.”

A brilliant glow streaked across the sky, and a dazzling meteorite transformed into a pale green card.

Yan Xia flipped the card over. The front depicted a light blue cloak, with a line of small text at the bottom: R-rank Item Card — [Invisibility].

“This is actually quite useful.” Yan Xia put the card away, saying with regret, “Too bad it can only be used once.”

Compared to the Rewind and X-ray cards, the freedom and utility of Invisibility were much broader.

The system said, “Don’t worry, Host. SSR items are actually very easy to obtain.”

Yan Xia: “Is that so?”

System: “Yes! You just need to pull more to hit the pity/guaranteed drop!”

Yan Xia was speechless. “…Are you just talking to hear yourself talk?!” Pure nonsense! Who wants to hit the pity timer every single time!

She sat down at her desk and turned on the lamp. The milky-yellow light instantly filled the spacious room.

Outside the window, a lonely moon hung in the deep blue canopy. Its edges were sharp, and without the company of stars or clouds, it looked cold and desolate.

Yan Xia tried to study, but after ten minutes she put the book down again. This repeated several times; she simply couldn’t focus.

She leaned back in her chair and let out a long, heavy sigh, staring blankly at the ceiling.

This daze lasted for ten minutes.

The system felt that she was particularly distracted and couldn’t help asking, “Host, what’s wrong?”

“I can’t concentrate.” Yan Xia came back to her senses and rubbed her eyes, her voice raspy.

She was silent for a moment, then said, “I… I’m a bit worried about Shang Wandong.”

The system understood. “Then why don’t you send her a message to ask?”

That’s true.

Yan Xia checked the time on her phone; it was nearly 10:00 PM.

“I wonder if Shang Wandong feels any better… Will I disturb her if I send a message? She usually studies until midnight, so she shouldn’t be asleep yet, right?”

She murmured to herself as she opened WeChat, trying to pick a cute sticker to send over.

Yan Xia: “[Little Dinosaur Crying.jpg]”

She didn’t expect a reply anytime soon, but Shang Wandong’s message popped up almost the next second.

Shang Wandong: “What’s wrong?”

Yan Xia stared at the three small characters on the screen. Her finger hovered in the air for a moment, and her lips couldn’t stop curling up in joy.

Yan Xia: “Sister, are you feeling better? Why aren’t you resting? QvQ”

Shang Wandong was concise: “Not feeling well. Can’t sleep.”

Yan Xia: “[Cat Shocked.jpg] Are you okay? Have you taken your medicine?”

Shang Wandong: “Mhm. I took it.”

From the moment she walked out that door, Shang Wandong’s abandoned expression had been pricking her like a needle.

At this moment, Yan Xia felt her heart, which had been hanging in suspense, slowly descend and finally settle back into its proper place.

She stared at the pulsing cursor in the chat box, momentarily unsure of what to talk about.

There weren’t actually many topics between her and Shang Wandong. Most were initiated by Yan Xia, with Shang Wandong responding in just a few words it was quite bland.

Yan Xia suddenly realized that she didn’t actually know Shang Wandong very well.

The chat history above was still stuck on “borrowing some luck” before the mid-term exams.

Yan Xia thought for a bit, then finally sent a “hug” sticker.

Two stick-figure people were huddled together, hugging face-to-face and smiling happily.

Yan Xia: “I’m very lucky today and did well on the exam. Sister can come and ‘borrow’ some of my good luck.”

But Shang Wandong replied: “You can’t borrow it like that.”

Yan Xia looked dazed, pondering the ambiguous meaning of those words, until she suddenly froze in place.

She was quiet for a moment, then stood up and walked toward the door.

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