ABO My Alpha is a Housewife - Chapter 17
As if venting his anger, Ji Shuran typed furiously on his phone.
He was replying to Shen Jin’an’s messages.
Unbeknownst to him, Qin Ziyao had been glancing in his direction several times. The classmates held their breath, fearing Qin Ziyao’s imminent outburst.
Was Qin Ziyao angry? Of course he was, and the entire class would suffer the consequences.
Qin Ziyao often called on students randomly during class, but he was usually reasonable, not doing it every session. Coincidentally, today he called on several students, including An Xin.
An Xin sat on pins and needles. She hadn’t absorbed a single word of Qin Ziyao’s lecture, so naturally, she couldn’t answer the question. To make matters worse, it was the simplest question, with the answer right in the textbook.
Ji Shuran finished replying to his messages just in time to witness this scene. He grinned, baring his teeth. Serves her right!
Qin Ziyao frowned but didn’t let An Xin sit down. Instead of addressing her directly, he turned to the entire class. I’ve told you before that I expect you to pay attention in class. Yet some students continue to act as if they don’t care at all. How can someone fail to answer such a basic question? Who can tell her the answer?
I’ll answer! I’ll answer!
It was Ji Shuran, standing at the doorway. Professor Qin, I know the answer to this question!
Then you answer it.
An Xin glared at Ji Shuran, wishing she could burn a hole through him with her eyes. Ji Shuran, however, remained unfazed, even raising an eyebrow at her. Professor Qin, the answer to this question is…
Ji Shuran had a sharp mind he could memorize material after reading it just once. Because Professor Qin Ziyao often called on him during class, he always reviewed the material beforehand, fearing he’d be caught daydreaming and called on.
Good. Even standing outside, you’re paying attention. Come in, but don’t make any more noise in class.
Don’t worry, Professor Qin. I won’t do it again.
Back in his seat, Ji Shuran’s phone vibrated. He glanced at Qin Ziyao, who was still lecturing earnestly, and pulled out his phone to reply to a message.
Shen Jin’an finally understood the whole story and insisted on his innocence.
Here we go again, he thought. Why does An Xin always provoke Mo Chi? It was like this before, and it’s still like this now.
I wonder if cooking him a meal today will help calm him down.
That evening, Shen Jin’an arrived at the Mo Family residence right on time. Mo Chi was asleep in his room.
Mo Yanfei had just returned from work. Seeing Shen Jin’an, he immediately canceled the takeout order he had already placed. What are you making today?
A seafood feast.
Perfect! That sounds amazing!
When Mo Chi came downstairs hungry and saw the seafood feast on the table, he couldn’t bear to ask Shen Jin’an to leave.
Waaah! Shen Jin’an’s seafood is so delicious!
Shen Jin’an had anticipated this reaction. It was precisely why he dared to boil the frog slowly. No matter how agitated the frog became or how desperately it tried to escape, he knew he could always make it too reluctant to leave.
Still, it was clear Mo Chi was genuinely angry today. He kept his head buried in his plate, completely ignoring Shen Jin’an.
Good riddance, Shen Jin’an thought. I need some time to recover too. Coming here with my mind full of this nonsense has been unbearable.
He reassured himself At least he’s still willing to eat my cooking, right?
But over the next few days, Shen Jin’an finally realized things weren’t as simple as he’d thought.
Part of the reason he was afraid to face Mo Chi was because he was dreaming, but the truth was, he’d barely seen Mo Chi these past few days.
Every time he caught sight of Mo Chi, the man would turn and walk away.
An Xin, meanwhile, was waiting for Mo Chi to come and coax her, but a week passed, and he still hadn’t come.
Could it be that I really went too far this time? she wondered. But I’ve said worse things before!
That day, Mo Chi received an invitation to a banquet—Ji Jinzhao of the Ji Family’s twentieth birthday celebration. Both Mo Yanfei and Mo Chi were on the guest list.
Mo Chi felt nothing for Ji Jinzhao. Ever since he could remember, Ji Jinzhao had been a quiet, reserved person. Mo Chi had even helped him twice, and afterward, Ji Jinzhao would at least nod in greeting whenever they met, but that was the extent of their interaction.
So Mo Chi didn’t really want to go. It seemed pointless. However, he asked, Father, they’ve invited so many people. Could there be another reason for this banquet?
Mo Yanfei smiled. My son is as sharp as ever. Ji Jinzhao is twenty now, of marriageable age. They’re calling it a birthday banquet, but almost everyone in our social circle and families with eligible Alphas are on the guest list.
A massive matchmaking event? Can’t I skip it?
No. It’s a perfect opportunity for you to scout out suitable Alphas beforehand.
This was devastating news. Mo Chi turned to his father. Father, can’t I just not get married? Or would you be angry if I brought an Omega home?
I would be, Mo Yanfei replied firmly.
I thought you’d at least offer some comfort and try to stall me for a while.
You’re my son, Mo Yanfei’s son. We don’t need such roundabout methods. Even as an Omega, you deserve the best Alpha.
But all the Alphas say no Alpha would ever want an Omega like me.
Are those Alphas weaker than you?
Yes, they are.
Then it’s because they’re insecure. They know they don’t measure up to you, but they refuse to admit their inferiority. The only way they can cope is by putting you down to mask their own inadequacy.
Father, sometimes you really don’t act like a rough, old-fashioned man.
Didn’t I raise you all by myself, playing both father and mother? Of course I’m not a dead Alpha.
Then I’ll find an Alpha like you someday, someone who can take good care of me.
A ‘housewife’ type?
Yup!
Shen Jin’an?
!
Mo Chi exploded. I’d never like someone like Shen Jin’an! I prefer someone like An Xin.
But An Xin is an Omega.
Dad, can you stop twisting the knife? Can’t I just find an Alpha like An Xin?
No, too weak.
So what? I’m strong enough for both of us.
Mo Yanfei rubbed his forehead. Perhaps he really needed to give Mo Chi a one-on-one s3x education lesson.
He reminded him, Son, an Alpha weaker than you won’t be able to properly soothe you during your heat.
What?! Holy sh1t!
You’re an Omega! Watch your language!
Mo Chi didn’t want to talk. What had he just heard?
Was it true? Was it really true?
Dad, how long does it usually take an Alpha to soothe an Omega during their heat?
It depends on their strength. An average Alpha might take about an hour and a half. Someone slightly stronger than you could probably manage it in under an hour. Someone much stronger might finish in half an hour or even faster.
An Omega’s heat was pure suffering. The faster it could be soothed, the better.
Mo Chi couldn’t stay calm. Fvck! Did that mean Shen Jin’an was way stronger than him?
That bastard!