The Omega's Vow: Never Marry a Mama's Boy Alpha - Chapter 60

Gu Lin’s apartment was located in the bustling, prime downtown area of the capital city, where land was worth its weight in gold. Those who lived here were either wealthy or influential, and a 100-square-meter apartment cost nearly ten million.

The high price was not without reason. Top-tier security measures and property management spared residents many unnecessary troubles. More importantly, standing at home and pushing open the window, one could take in the full view of the Old Palace, one of the remnants of Chinese civilization.

The towering buildings representing the political center of the capital, as well as the international trade and shopping mall standing at the street corner, all were captured in a single glance.

The three-bedroom, two-living-room apartment was neither too big nor too small, just right for three people. The minimalist, cool postmodern decor gave off a faint chill the moment one stepped inside, devoid of any trace of lived-in warmth. The black-and-white color scheme, paired with modern and highly artistic furniture, made it look like the kind of place a domineering CEO would inhabit.

The master bedroom naturally belonged to Wen Yan, the secondary bedroom was given to Wen Xiu, and the slightly smaller study was Gu Lin’s. It wasn’t that she didn’t want to share a bed with Wen Yan, but even couples needed an adjustment period, a gradual process. Suddenly merging their lives was a significant challenge for all three of them, and Gu Lin didn’t have the confidence or audacity to rush things.

Moreover, she was gradually figuring out her omega’s temperament firmly resistant to force but yielding to gentleness. If Gu Lin were to act assertively or treat sharing a room as a given, Wen Yan would absolutely refuse, even feeling intense aversion. On the other hand, if Gu Lin considered Wen Yan’s feelings in every way, making sacrifices and concessions, that aloof, proud woman would inevitably soften.

So soft it made one’s heart flutter.

So stirring it made one’s emotions surge.

Gu Lin would never forget their first night living together. After washing up and bidding each other goodnight, the three returned to their respective rooms to rest. The Fifth Young Miss Gu had never slept in such a cramped room before. The sofa bed, freshly picked from IKEA, was as hard as a slab of stone, uncomfortable in every way. Lying flat on her back, unable to sleep, she didn’t toss and turn but simply closed her eyes to rest.

The capital’s winter was cold and dry, and the central air conditioning in the room was constantly running. The hum of warm air from the vents buzzed clearly in her ears. The humidifier hadn’t arrived yet, and after half an hour, Gu Lin felt her mouth and throat parched, prompting her to get up for a drink.

For the pampered Fifth Young Miss, such conditions could be considered harsh, but she didn’t find them burdensome. Instead, she felt a sense of devotion, a sacrifice for the one she loved.

Sleeplessness was nothing new to Gu Lin. Her sensitive, overthinking nature and philosopher-like logic often left her wide awake at midnight, as clear-minded as a poet critiquing the world. Many of her script inspirations surged forth during these silent hours. She would jot them down, send them to Sister Sisi, and the two would collaborate, filling in the missing details to turn those ideas into works to be shared with the world.

As she was lost in thought, the doorknob to her room turned slightly.

It wasn’t locked, why would an alpha lock their door while sleeping? Besides, whether it was her mother or her sisters, they all respected each other’s private space and rarely disturbed one another, so the Fifth Young Miss had never developed the habit.

Which made it all the more convenient for Wen Yan’s nighttime visit.

Almost instantly, Gu Lin opened her eyes, purely out of reflex. The faint moonlight from the living room allowed her to see Wen Yan’s face clearly. She was wearing a silk spaghetti strap nightgown, her figure slender, with collarbones that stood out prominently so perfectly defined they seemed like the meticulous work of a creator.

Those peach blossom eyes sparkled in the darkness, like an elf stepping through the moonlight.

“I came to see if you were asleep.”

Wen Yan felt deeply apologetic for occupying Gu Lin’s room and forcing her to sleep in the study. She couldn’t shake the feeling that she was being too unfair. Tormented by guilt, she couldn’t sleep well and decided to check on Gu Lin.

“Almost.”

Gu Lin could clearly sense the omega’s awkward concern. She sat up, letting her long hair cascade to one side, and smiled softly at Wen Yan, asking quietly, “What about you? Can’t sleep?”

Truthfully, Wen Yan was a little restless perhaps the moonlight was too bright, disturbing her dreams, or maybe the room felt too empty and cold when she was alone. Sleep came and went intermittently, but she never wanted Gu Lin to worry. She shook her head, walked into the room, sat by the bed, and gently touched the mattress.

“Is it uncomfortable?”

“Don’t you dare lie to me and pretend you’re fine.”

Her tone was firm, yet gentle, a contradiction that was utterly captivating.

“It’s alright.”

Gu Lin obeyed and didn’t lie, but she didn’t reveal the whole truth either. Both of them had personalities that hated causing the other worry, so they were always sensitive to the unspoken meanings behind vague or ambiguous answers.

Wen Yan didn’t want to play this guessing game anymore. She lifted the blanket and slipped right in.

Nothing beats experiencing the truth firsthand, right?

I don’t want you to suffer for me, and I don’t want to suffer for you either.

So, are you angry?

No, I really like it.

The narrow sofa bed felt a bit crowded with two people sleeping on it. Fortunately, both were slim, and a single sheet was enough to cover them.

The alpha’s embrace was warm and comforting, so much so that Wen Yan immediately felt drowsy. Curled up into a small ball, she reminded Gu Lin of the Persian cat her mother used to keep, the way it would curl up while sleeping, head to tail, unbearably adorable.

All the factors that had disturbed Gu Lin’s sleep, the cramped space, the hard mattress, the noisy air conditioner, the dry air without a humidifier suddenly seemed trivial with Wen Yan in her arms.

“I really like you too,” Gu Lin whispered softly.

And then, she too drifted into a sweet dream.

However, such blissful days were fleeting. As the year drew to a close, both were busy with work. With the box office success of the movie Rivalry and Wen Yan’s naturally controversial and trending persona, her market value soared. Endorsement offers and advertisements poured in, including invitations to serve as an ambassador for one or two internationally renowned brands.

When it came to endorsements, Jin Yin’s strategy for Wen Yan was to focus on high-end brands quality over quantity. They aimed to solidify her image as an elegant, affluent goddess, making it clear to the haters that she was someone they could never hope to match.

Mention my Wen Yan? Have you paid the advertising fee yet?

It had to be to that extent, so no one would dare provoke her lightly.

So Jin Yin declined the next two invitations from internationally renowned brands and personally led Wen Yan’s team to the United States for shooting and promotional activities. The timing happened to be around the Spring Festival. Since the United States doesn’t observe the Chinese New Year holiday, it meant Wen Yan couldn’t spend their first Spring Festival together with Gu Lin.

She informed Gu Lin of her schedule in advance and expressed regret that she wouldn’t be able to visit Ye Lanying, the actress, and Chairman Gu Lang at the Gu family estate.

Secretly, however, she was quite pleased, she wouldn’t have to face her fiancée and future mother-in-law’s pressure to get married, nor would she have to deal with her beautiful sisters-in-law and future father-in-law!

But of course, she could never say that out loud. Wen Yan was certain that if she did, her alpha would tear up silently, wiping away tears without a word.

Gu Lin did feel a bit disappointed, but her main concern was worry. After all, overseas, there was the unpredictable factor of Liu Mingyan. She was deeply concerned that this ruthless omega might try to harm Wen Yan.

Even though the location wasn’t the UK, where Liu Mingyan was based, Gu Lin still couldn’t rest easy. If she hadn’t already started the casting process for her new project, she would have even considered accompanying Wen Yan on the trip.

Under these circumstances, Gu Lin could only repeatedly emphasize to Sister Jin Yin to take good care of Wen Yan and never leave her side for even a moment.

Jin Yin: I’m a manager, not a nanny, and definitely not a bodyguard!!!!

Gold Mountain Silver Mountain Can’t Compare to My San San: [I think you’re making things difficult for me, Fat Tiger.jpg]

Xiao Lin Is Filming: [Transfer: 666,666 yuan]

Gold Mountain Silver Mountain Can’t Compare to My San San: [Talking about money hurts feelings. Don’t worry, Wen Yan won’t lose a single hair.]

[Your transfer has been accepted.]

Later, after arriving in the United States, Jin Yin shared this story with Wen Yan as a joke. Wen Yan raised an eyebrow and let out a soft laugh.

Even though Jin Yin already had a wife, the stunning Gu Xian seeing Wen Yan’s gentle, smiling expression made her realize that Xiao Wu’s anxiety and protectiveness weren’t exaggerated at all.

Wasn’t she also constantly worried about her own San San?

Such a beautiful omega truly deserved careful protection. After all, the world was full of malice. One careless moment, and the rose you had so painstakingly nurtured could be stealthily uprooted, leaving only scattered petals strewn across the soil.

That evening, which was morning back in China, Wen Yan sent Gu Lin a message.

[You’re quite wealthy, huh.]

Gu Lin, catching on immediately without even asking why Wen Yan said that, gave a perfect response.

[It’s all yours.]

Hmph.

All the teasing remarks Wen Yan had prepared were effortlessly deflected by those four words. It was like a kitten extending its sharp claws only to find the big dog grinning foolishly back at her.

She couldn’t bring herself to scratch her, but retracting her claws felt awkward too. All she could do was tuck them away and let the dog gently rub her soft paw pads.

[How’s the preparation for your new film going?]

[It’s alright. I’ve been busy with auditions lately, and a few candidates seem promising.]

This film, Escape to Survival, was an ensemble piece with a large cast of characters. The casting process alone was a massive undertaking. Gu Lin was steadily progressing with the preparations, and at this rate, filming could begin by the end of March.

After a moment’s thought, she continued messaging Wen Yan.

It was about the malicious package incident, the culprit had been caught.

As expected, the information on the courier slip was exactly as Bi Yu had suspected randomly filled out, with completely fake addresses and phone numbers. However, the motorcycle was easily traceable.

The owner of the motorcycle was the man in the baseball cap. Bi Yu apprehended him in a rundown rental room, where numerous prohibited items were discovered.

In short, he was a lazy, drug-addicted individual.

Delivering the package was a side job he had picked up on a task-posting website. The site mostly featured part-time gigs like finding lost pets, helping with moves, or distributing flyers, with low pay usually under a hundred yuan.

But the pay for this delivery task was unusually high, so the man took it immediately.

The package was stored in a locker in a certain building. The buyer had provided the password in advance, and the man retrieved the package and delivered it to the address listed for the recipient.

He never expected the police to track him down.

Bi Yu then reviewed surveillance footage, successfully identified the real culprit who had placed the package, and quickly confirmed the suspect’s identity through facial recognition.

The culprit was a toxic fan of Wen Yan, working as a programmer with some hacking skills. A male alpha his name wasn’t important.

What mattered was that he was An Ran’s brother. He had been replaced by Wen Yan, was now widely condemned online, and blacklisted in the industry. His actions were driven by a desire to seek justice for his sister.

No one had instructed him, and no one had bribed him.

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