Wang Luan asked, “What place was that just now?” How could Bad Kitty be there?
Ever since being abducted onto the spaceship, Wang Luan had not taken the initiative to speak again. When Zhu Xing talked to her, she sometimes answered and sometimes ignored her. Hearing her suddenly ask on her own, Zhu Xing felt strange, and also somewhat on guard: “That’s a pharmaceutical base. Why are you asking about that?”
“I just saw someone on that building,” Wang Luan said vaguely.
Seeing Yan Qiongyu’s change in expression through the glass, his final look had been especially frightening. If it weren’t for the depression of her susceptible period, she would probably want to jump off the ship and run right now.
“What person?” Zhu Xing had a bad premonition.
“A person wearing a white lab coat.”
Zhu Xing replied, “That side is full of people who make drugs, many of them dress like that.”
Wang Luan slowly described, “Should be a male omega, really good-looking.”
“Yan Qiongyu?” Zhu Xing blurted out. “Why are you asking about him? Don’t tell me you’ve taken a fancy to him?!”
For a moment it was hard to tell whether this sister who directly guessed Yan Qiongyu upon hearing “really good-looking” had a good relationship with Yan Qiongyu or a bad one.
“Don’t be fooled by that guy’s appearance. He looks harmless, but his hands have been stained with blood plenty of times. In short, he’s not a good thing, and he doesn’t like alphas.” Zhu Xing’s expression was full of repulsion.
Wuwu, fallen into enemy hands. Wang Luan thought gloomily.
Actually, falling into the outer star sea and drifting freely wouldn’t be bad either. The starry sky is humanity’s eternal romance. She glanced at the dozen burly men inside the spaceship and at Zhu Xing, and began to think about how long it would take her to break through.
In her susceptible period, Wang Luan’s heart was full of pessimism, even inexplicably fast-forwarding to wanting to dismantle the spaceship.
At this dangerous moment, the completely unaware Zhu Xing received a communication. As soon as she saw that name, she frowned, but still sat down on the sofa to the side and accepted it.
“The reagents are already loaded. What else is there,” Zhu Xing said, her tone not very pleasant.
Yan Qiongyu in the image was still wearing that white lab coat. The expression on his face was smiling, but the smile was not very sincere, full of perfunctory false politeness: “Next, I will head to the High Tower to record data on the new-type reagent. Sorry to disturb you.”
“I heard that those using the new reagent aren’t only the High Tower. You go elsewhere.” Zhu Xing was unwilling to let this detestable guy swagger around on her own turf.
Yan Qiongyu had long been prepared, and blocked her with a single sentence: “Mother has already approved my application. Are you going to go against her decision?”
Zhu Xing bit her lip, the black-grape eyes looking as if they were about to spit fire.
Yan Qiongyu ignored her, and suddenly added an inexplicable sentence: “Wait for me.”
The communication ended. Zhu Xing kicked the table in front of her in anger: “‘Wait for me?’ What does that mean! Is he telling me to wait? He’s provoking me!”
Wang Luan, who hadn’t appeared in the frame to the side: “…………” Those words felt like they were said to me.
How did he know she would be beside her?
Curling back into the chair again, an image suddenly appeared in Wang Luan’s mind of a tabby cat sprinting at top speed for hundreds of miles.
The spaceship landed on a nameless planet. This nameless planet referred to the fact that it did not appear on the empire’s star-domain map, and belonged to a privately developed area.
From the spaceport, one could tell that this place probably did not accept unfamiliar ships docking. The high towers on the ground were connected into a net.
As the spaceship descended, feedback of authentication success kept sounding.
During the descent interval, Wang Luan leaned by the window and saw streets crisscrossing below, buildings crowded together, forming a city of considerable size.
Zhu Xing’s spaceship landed on the top of the highest and largest tower. She had been angry all the way because of the news of Yan Qiongyu’s imminent arrival, and now seemed to be thinking about something else, a trace of subtle excitement appearing in her expression.
As soon as she got off the spaceship, she impatiently summoned the beta attendant waiting here and gave her instructions in a low voice. From behind, Wang Luan heard Yan Qiongyu’s name, as well as words like alpha, drugs, marking, arrangements.
The beta attendant hesitated a little, but soon still lowered her head and answered yes, hurrying off to make preparations.
In a fairly good mood, Zhu Xing remembered the guest she had abducted. She put on a face of girlish innocence again, walked to her side, and said, “Sorry for making you wait so long. Come with me, I’ll take you to where you’ll be staying.”
“You’ll live here from now on. Because there’s an annoying guy coming, you’re not allowed to wander around. After he leaves, I’ll take you to tour my tower—you’ll definitely like this place.”
Zhu Xing’s attitude seemed very good. Her gaze toward her was full of fondness, but in her actions, she directly locked Wang Luan in a room.
Wang Luan didn’t quite understand whether what she had gotten was a male lead script or a female lead script.
However, the lock on this room was really easy to open—no difficulty at all for a professional.
Zhu Xing changed clothes. The earlier beta attendant led an alpha to see her. Zhu Xing sized up the alpha kneeling on the ground for two glances and was fairly satisfied: “It’ll do. Him, then.”
In every high tower there were many alphas. These alphas had all been injected with special drugs; their mental power approached zero, making them unable to resist the omegas here who possessed A-grade mental power.
There were also some alphas who had grown up in this environment since childhood, voluntarily managing the other alphas and being exceptionally obedient.
The alphas in the high tower had many uses. One of them was helping the omegas at the top of the pyramid in the high tower get through their heat periods—of course, only temporary marking. For alphas of lowly status, this was a great boon; even if they were to be executed afterward, they took pride in it.
The selected alpha looked ordinary. When the beta steward of the high tower’s management had picked him from the basement, he had thought he’d been chosen by the tower’s master to get through a heat period, so excited that his whole body trembled. He came to the top floor of the high tower, a place he was not permitted to set foot in, and heard a soft omega voice say, “Him, then.”
Then that voice continued, “When Yan Qiongyu arrives, follow my previous arrangement and let this ugly thing go mark him.”
Alphas injected with that kind of drug in the high tower did not have the ability to fully mark an omega; they could only perform temporary marking. Zhu Xing wanted to teach Yan Qiongyu a lesson.
She hated how Yan Qiongyu, despite arriving here last, always carried himself in a lofty, superior manner.
She wondered whether, after being temporarily marked by a lowly alpha slave, he would still be able to put on that composed and elegant bearing.
She knew she couldn’t kill Yan Qiongyu, but she could disgust him. Who told him to dare encroach on her territory.
Thinking of Yan Qiongyu’s fate afterward, Zhu Xing happily went to look for Wang Luan.
She hummed a tune and twirled the keys in her hand. Before she even reached the room where Wang Luan was locked up, she saw Wang Luan strolling around in the corridor.
Zhu Xing: “…Liu Luan, how did you get out!”
“Ah, you can’t be out right now. Hurry back to the room, I’ll go to the room to keep you company while we eat!” Zhu Xing pushed her, but couldn’t move her.
Wang Luan’s strength was something Zhu Xing, this frail young girl, simply couldn’t contend with. As Wang Luan identified the high tower’s complex pathways, Zhu Xing not only failed to hold her back but was dragged along forward, shouting a bit angrily and exasperatedly, “Let’s go back to the room. If you don’t listen, I’ll call someone to carry you back!”
Wang Luan thought this sister was too noisy. She pressed one hand against her head and pushed it aside. Zhu Xing, furious, grabbed her hand.
It was at this moment that Yan Qiongyu strode over from the other end of the corridor, the open white coat on his body billowing with his steps.
Wang Luan and Zhu Xing both stopped their movements and looked at Yan Qiongyu in unison.
Wang Luan: “…………” Ah, at a time like this, should I say “listen to my explanation” first, or shout “help” at him first?
Zhu Xing: “…………” Damn it, this sly thing saw Liu Luan. He’ll definitely guess it and grab my handle to report me to the godmother.
Yan Qiongyu stopped in front of the two of them and smiled at Zhu Xing. “Sorry for the disturbance. I’ll be staying in the high tower for the next few days. I hope the omegas in the tower will cooperate with my work.”
He did not look at Wang Luan at all; it seemed as if he did not recognize her whatsoever.
Zhu Xing wished she could make Wang Luan disappear from Yan Qiongyu’s sight immediately, but she couldn’t push Wang Luan away. Left with no choice, she clenched her teeth, forced a smile, and led Yan Qiongyu away.
Wang Luan stood where she was, watching the two figures from behind. After a moment, she walked back to the original room with heavy steps and locked the door exactly as it had been.
I’m not living anymore, life has no meaning.
After that, Zhu Xing did not come looking for her, nor did anyone disturb her, until night fell and the door was pushed open, and someone walked in.
That person walked unhurriedly to the bedside. As he drew near, Wang Luan caught a faint trace of a familiar pheromone scent. It was extremely light—gone after a single sniff, not even a mouthful’s worth. Her bleak mood lifted slightly, but she was still low.
In the hazy light, Yan Qiongyu’s face drew close to her eyes. He bent over above her, staring at her, and when he saw her expressionless face with tears streaming down, he suddenly laughed.
“How did you end up here.” Warm, soft lips fell on her eyes.
Wang Luan lay on the bed, not wanting to move at all. Yan Qiongyu supported the back of her head with one hand and forcibly helped her sit up.
“Miss Wang Luan, did you see the roses I gave you when I left?” Because he was so close, his voice was very light, sounding even more intimate in the dim room.
Wang Luan nodded once.
“Then does Miss Wang Luan like roses?” Yan Qiongyu asked again.
Wang Luan was just about to nod when she suddenly remembered something. Zhu Xing’s pheromones smelled like roses—so did Yan Qiongyu know? If he did, then his question must have deeper meaning.
“Life is so hard,” Wang Luan murmured. “I don’t like the smell of roses.”
Yan Qiongyu said regretfully, “All right, then I’ll remember to give you other flowers next time.”
He looked at Wang Luan’s blank, dazed eyes, wiped her face with his thumb, and said softly, “Susceptible period?”
“Your susceptible period is more dangerous than other people’s.” Yan Qiongyu pulled her into his arms, soothingly stroking her back up and down.
From Wang Luan’s first susceptible period, he had already noticed it. During her susceptible periods, she sank into extreme despondency; negative emotions would erode her will to live, and what she might do was completely uncontrollable. He still remembered that during her first susceptible period she had even wanted to castrate herself. It was very dangerous if no one was watching her.
“Knock knock.” After two knocks, Zhu Xing’s voice came from outside the door. “Liu Luan, are you asleep? I brought you some food.”
Yan Qiongyu stood up, pulled Wang Luan along, dragged her into the washroom, and locked the door.
Outside, Zhu Xing heard no response from Wang Luan and directly opened the door, only to find the room dim, with only the washroom light on.
“Liu Luan, are you inside?”
Wang Luan did not answer—not because she didn’t want to, but because someone was blocking her mouth.
The knocking outside continued, while he slowly and endlessly blocked her. Wang Luan was forced to swallow once. Yan Qiongyu loosened slightly and reminded her in a low voice, “Miss Wang Luan, breathe more quietly. What if you’re discovered.”
He said it like that, but he was clearly doing it on purpose.
Wang Luan suddenly pressed both hands against his ears and the hair at the sides of his head, and initiatively kissed him… or rather, bit him. A wound was bitten open on his lips, bright red blood beads overflowing and then being drawn into between lips and tongue.
“Hiss.”
With her mouth full of the metallic taste of blood, Wang Luan let him go. She saw the wound on his lips split open, even a small piece of the cut curling outward, blood beads still gathering, looking a bit pitiful. Yet he smiled at her, looking completely unconcerned.
Wang Luan hesitated for a moment, then leaned in again and licked it.
