The Popular/Charismatic Beta Always Thinks They Are Universally Disliked - Chapter 11

Chapter 11: You Make Me Feel Like the Worst Person in the World...

Will Wei Yuzhi care about being disliked by others?

In the past, Wen Zhiyi would have simply scoffed at the person who asked this question, but Wei Yuzhi’s recent, consistently unexpected actions made him hesitate about the answer.

Lying in his room after seeing off three ex-boyfriends, Little Wen shook his head while hugging Fat Cat, trying to shake the question out of his mind.

It was no longer his business.

He started scrolling through his phone with a clear conscience until a WeChat verification notification from Assistant Fang reminded him of the tutoring matter he had neglected.

“Do you want to see your former owner?” Wen Zhiyi stroked the kitten’s head expressionlessly, talking to Zhuangzhuang to himself. “Maybe I shouldn’t take you? He seems to be in a very worrying mental state.”

Adolescent high school male, alpha, aggressive temper.

These three words put together absolutely wouldn’t make for anything good.

After receiving Fat Cat’s flattering nuzzle, Wen Zhiyi decided in a great mood to give Zhuangzhuang a can of food; controlling his weight could wait until after this meal.

He opened his chat with Assistant Fang and politely discussed the tutoring time.

Wen Xuan Er Zhi Ya Yi (Hearing the String Knows the Elegant Meaning): How about tomorrow afternoon? It’s Sunday, so Little Wei Young Master should have time. [Rose][Rose]

Assistant Fang: Alright, please wait for me to confirm with Little Wei Young Master.

The other party went silent after sending this message. Wen Zhiyi waited idly for a while, and when no message arrived after ten minutes, he casually picked up a small book from his bedside to read.

It was somewhat embarrassing to admit that Wen Zhiyi’s bedside table was piled with miscellaneous books unrelated to his major. The one he was currently reading was a travelogue purely about the customs and traditions across China.

As a former science student, Wen Zhiyi had been interested in all things flying and running since childhood. Right up until the day he filled out his university application after the college entrance exam, he was convinced he would choose physics. However, fate intervened, and his application slipped all the way down to the law program, forcing him to delve into this field he felt utterly indifferent towards.

The phone suddenly rang when Wen Zhiyi was reading about the high-mountain pastures and sea of clouds at Haba Snow Mountain. He mused that he should try hiking again sometime, determined to wipe away the shame of his previous attempt at Mount Kailash.

He had a habit—one could not tell if it was a strength or a flaw—that wherever he fell, he had to keep struggling there until he figured things out.

Wen Zhiyi glanced at the phone screen; it was an unknown number from the Beijing area.

He answered the call.

“…So you’re still alive, making me wait this long.” The young voice on the other end had an extremely hostile tone. Wen Zhiyi could almost picture Wei Xingjiang’s current expression; this young, arrogant alpha must be frowning, full of impatience.

Wen Zhiyi couldn’t be bothered to argue with a brat, so he hung up without saying a word. When he reopened WeChat, he saw a verification request from ten-plus minutes ago. He quickly accepted the friend request, and the first message immediately followed.

Jack: Wei Xingjiang.

Wen Xuan Er Zhi Ya Yi: Glad to see you know how to use a smartphone, congratulations.

Jack: ?

Wen Xuan Er Zhi Ya Yi: Assistant Fang should have confirmed the tutoring time with you. If there are no issues, that’s what we’ll do.

Jack: You insulted me then changed the subject? You’re quite the passive-aggressive one.

Wen Xuan Er Zhi Ya Yi: See you tomorrow.

Jack: Fine, bring Jack (the cat) tomorrow.

Wen Xuan Er Zhi Ya Yi: That will be extra.

Wei Xingjiang, on the other side of the screen, clicked his tongue, suddenly sitting up straight. He exuded the invigorating and excited energy of a large young animal who had caught sight of prey. The tutor sitting opposite him ignored this, continuing with the scheduled finance lesson.

Wei Xingjiang had never seriously listened to a class anyway; he was either impatiently scrolling on his phone or staring expressionlessly out the window.

She knew very well that Little Wei Young Master seemed interested in everything, easily distracted by the slightest disturbance, but was actually interested in nothing. One moment he could be abnormally excited, and the next, he could be emotionally low.

Playful, loves excitement, and full of energy—this was quite normal for an alpha of his age. And Wei Xingjiang was already considered quite self-controlled in his circle, at least he hadn’t brought home one or more pregnant omegas before coming of age.

Wei Xingjiang smirked and sent a message back.

“How much do you want?”

Wen Zhiyi raised an eyebrow at the message, which reeked of wealth, and replied, “Do well on your exams. At least don’t make me teach an idiot.”

Wei Xingjiang certainly didn’t admit he was an idiot.

He was surprised that this beta actually thought he was coming to be a tutor and intended to teach him something.

If that was the case, he was sure Wen Zhiyi would regret getting involved with the Wei family.

The young alpha, sitting casually in the armchair, had a fresh, rebellious look. He looked up at the omega tutor standing by the desk and flashed a malicious grin: “You’ve got a rival, you know. He’s much better looking than you.”

The beautiful, curvaceous female omega, Feng Yun, paused upon hearing this. She glanced at the clearly mischievous Little Wei Young Master and recalled that Father Wei had casually mentioned in bed last night that he had hired a new private tutor for Wei Xingjiang—a male beta—to teach high school subjects, which did not overlap with her duties.

Feng Yun calmly played with her newly manicured nails, completely unfazed by the aggressive Little Wei Young Master.

She wouldn’t assume everyone would make the same choices just because of the path she had chosen.

The beautiful omega routinely finished her teaching duties and promptly headed to the gym after work. Wei Xingjiang’s words affected her less than the sweat she shed on the treadmill. When she first joined the Wei family, she might have felt a little moral pity for the young man, but now she had long learned to focus all her attention on herself.

The people of the Wei family were all cut from the same cloth. Pitying someone surnamed Wei was less worthwhile than pitying the sugar daddy’s beautiful omega wife.

After dealing with the high school male, Wen Zhiyi switched out of the chat interface and noticed that Assistant Fang had also sent him a message. The gist was that Wei Xingjiang insisted on contacting him personally and that whatever Little Wei Young Master said, he shouldn’t take it to heart—

After all, only Mr. Wei was the one who truly called the shots.

Wen Zhiyi casually sent an emoji, not taking the Wei family’s affairs too seriously.

The combination of a rebellious adolescent and a controlling parent wasn’t uncommon enough to make Wen Zhiyi gasp, especially since he himself was a victim of a bizarre family—

At least Wei Xingjiang was an outstanding alpha among men, while he had failed to differentiate into the alpha or omega that his parents, Father Wen and Mother Wen, had envisioned.

As a typical AO elite family, the Wen family was very pleased that their eldest son, Wen Zhijie, had differentiated into an alpha. Therefore, in the year their marriage was precarious and on the verge of breaking up, Little Wen, who came unexpectedly, became the only bond maintaining the family. However, he differentiated into an ordinary beta, disappointing everyone.

The most common thing Wen Zhiyi heard growing up was: “If it weren’t for you, I would have gotten a divorce long ago.”

He was genuinely puzzled. If they were so unhappy, why did they insist on sinking into this marriage under the banner of “doing it for him”?

If Father Wen and Mother Wen really wanted to divorce, he would approve with both hands and feet. Unfortunately, not only did they not divorce, but they also frequently called the elder and younger Wen sons home for dinner, performing a perfect scene of family bliss.

Great, today was another day for the “go home and perform” routine, Wen Zhiyi sighed.

Wen Zhijie, who came back from working overtime on his day off, brought even worse news—

Father Wen and Mother Wen had also invited Gu Yansheng, who had just returned to the country, home for dinner. They had somehow learned that Gu Yansheng lived near their son and enthusiastically decided that the three of them should just go back to the Wen family home together!

As someone who grew up with Wen Zhiyi since childhood, it was perfectly normal for Gu Yansheng to visit the Wen family after returning to the country. But he had another identity.

The damned first love.

Wen Zhiyi sneered a few times, regretting once again that he should have slapped Gu Yansheng back in high school when he suddenly kissed him.

Between exposing his past relationship with Gu Yansheng and enduring the discomfort of going home for dinner with him, Little Wen decisively chose the latter.

He absolutely would not reveal any of his relationship history to his parents.

So, Gu Yansheng’s visit today was probably for this reason. Wen Zhiyi felt he had found a reasonable explanation for the other party’s abnormal behavior, and feeling relieved, he calmed down.

Wen Zhijie was quite worried about his younger brother. He always held a fatherly attitude toward his brother, who was nearly ten years younger than him: “Why don’t I decline on our behalf? Bringing your first love home for dinner is really… too much for you. The parents will probably also chatter about you and Wei Yuzhi at the dinner table. If the Gu kid hears about it, who knows what he’ll think behind your back.”

Wen Zhiyi shook his head and seriously discussed with his brother: “…How about I move out? Gu Yansheng is one thing, but if Chen Que and the others come looking for me again, things could get very troublesome.”

S-Class alphas and omegas were like human information-pheromone nuclear bombs. Wen Zhiyi didn’t want his brother to get involved in his mess with his exes for no reason. As an alpha, Wen Zhijie’s perception of pheromones was more sensitive than his own. If he were to clash with Chen Que, the outcome would probably be dire.

“Chen Que?” Wen Zhijie raised an eyebrow in surprise. He nervously rubbed Little Wen’s head, felt his hand, and made him turn around for a full-body check before relaxing. “That psycho is back too? Damn him, I thought he was dead. It’s a miracle he’s still alive. If he’s back, you definitely can’t move out. I’m a strong, healthy alpha, at least. If he dares to come looking for you, he’ll have a hard time.”

The elder Wen rolled up his sleeve, trying to show off his not-so-obvious biceps. He wanted to prove that he was capable of protecting his brother.

Although his level of force would be easily handled by Little Wen’s exes.

With the Wen parents absent in Little Wen’s developmental niche, Wen Zhijie naturally took on part of the parental role. He was not only a close confidant but also had to occasionally fill in as a loving father and mother. Little Wen basically had no secrets from his brother growing up.

So, Wen Zhijie naturally knew about Chen Que’s existence.

They dated from freshman year to junior year, and then Chen Que completely vanished when Little Wen was going through his most difficult and painful time in junior year.

Wen Zhijie still remembered the call Wen Zhiyi made to him after the breakup—

The young, calm beta only said one sentence, followed by a long, heavy, suffocating silence.

Wen Zhiyi asked him:

Do I really suck that bad?