Her Little Mute Omega [Rebirth] - Chapter 28

After breakfast, Lu Chan left the house.

As soon as she sat in her car, someone knocked on the window.

Ye Xian stood outside, her eyes crinkling with a smile. She blinked coquettishly and asked, “Chanchan, are you going to see Xiao Jin?”

“What do you want?” Lu Chan retorted coldly, her fingers resting on the steering wheel.

Hearing this, Ye Xian’s expression softened. She continued to coax, “Since we’re going the same way, why don’t you give your mother a ride?”

“Have the driver take you,” Lu Chan said coldly, starting the car and driving away.

Ye Xian stood there, pouting and clicking her tongue. She turned to the driver and said, “Follow Miss Chan’s car.”

Glancing in the rearview mirror, Lu Chan noticed the car tailing her and felt a surge of impatience.

Her mother had always been eager to push her and Mu Jin together, but her excessive enthusiasm only made Lu Chan feel constrained and annoyed.

“Stop following me,” Lu Chan typed quickly into her phone and sent the message.

Sensing the displeasure in the message, Ye Xian pursed her lips slightly. After a moment’s thought, she instructed the driver to change routes.

Seeing the trailing car disappear, Lu Chan’s expression relaxed slightly. She parked in front of a shop specializing in devices for the deaf and mute.

After getting out and scanning her surroundings for any sign of pursuit, she entered the store.

Less than five minutes later, Lu Chan emerged, carrying an elegantly wrapped gift bag.

She carefully stowed the gift in the car, then turned toward the dessert shop.

As she parked, she spotted Ye Xian sitting at their usual window seat.

The shop was bustling with customers, but Mu Jin was nowhere to be seen.

Lu Chan’s brow furrowed slightly as she pondered for a moment before getting out of the car with the gift.

The moment she stepped inside, her eyes met Yan Zhu’s.

Those weathered eyes held a clear message of unwelcome.

Lu Chan paused, gave a polite nod, and approached, calling out, “Aunt Yan.”

Though Yan Zhu clearly disliked her, she was still Mu Jin’s mother, and Lu Chan couldn’t afford to be disrespectful.

“What do you want, Miss Lu?” Yan Zhu asked coldly.

The mere thought of this Alpha having marked Mu Jin ignited a surge of anger in her heart.

“I’m looking for Xiao Jin,” Lu Chan replied truthfully.

“She’s not here,” Yan Zhu said, her tone almost harsh. After speaking, she ignored Lu Chan and turned to greet customers with a warm and polite demeanor.

Observing Yan Zhu’s dual attitude, Lu Chan turned away without a change in expression and walked toward Ye Xian.

“Poor Chanchan, come to Mommy and let me comfort you,” Ye Xian said, spreading her arms wide with an exaggerated smile.

Lu Chan shot her a sideways glance before sitting down and asking, “Where’s Xiao Jin?”

“Studying in her room,” Ye Xian replied, gesturing inward with a pout. She sighed dramatically, lowered her voice, and said with feigned worry, “Xiao Jin has differentiated now. Although we haven’t had her tested yet, I’m certain her level is high. This will likely bring a lot of trouble and could affect her postgraduate studies.”

Upon hearing this, Lu Chan’s eyes flashed, and her expression turned serious.

Omegas had always been objects of desire for Alphas, especially one like Mu Jin, who was S-Class.

Once news of Mu Jin’s differentiation spread, it would undoubtedly attract a swarm of admirers.

The thought of so many people coveting Mu Jin stirred a deep unease within Lu Chan.

Her face hardening, she stood up, grabbed the gift, and strode into the house.

Ye Xian sensed a sudden, inexplicable surge of anger. After a moment of stunned silence, she chuckled softly, propping her chin on her hand.

Mu Jin stared at the book, her gaze fixed on the same page since she opened it.

She glanced at her phone from time to time, hoping for a message, but it remained silent.

Suddenly, the door was pushed open.

Startled, Mu Jin immediately lowered her head, pretending to be engrossed in her reading.

After a moment, the visitor still hadn’t spoken.

Puzzled, Mu Jin looked up and saw Lu Chan’s cool, composed face in the doorway. Her face lit up with a joyful smile. “Sister Chan!”

Lu Chan, reading Mu Jin’s lip movements, nodded in acknowledgment and stepped inside. “This is for you,” she said.

“Thank you, Sister Chan!” Mu Jin’s eyes sparkled as she eagerly accepted the bag.

She opened it to find a pink, cat-paw-shaped device, radiating youthful charm.

“Do you like it?” Lu Chan asked, her heart fluttering with nervous anticipation.

“I love it!” Mu Jin nodded vigorously, using the device to type the words.

A sweet, human-like voice filled the room, carrying a hint of laughter.

The sound was not only pleasant but also remarkably clear, far superior to her old device.

“This must have been expensive,” Mu Jin asked cautiously, her cheeks flushed with excitement.

“It wasn’t too bad,” Lu Chan replied in a low voice, her gaze fixed on Mu Jin.

Seeing Mu Jin’s radiant smile, the lingering gloom in her heart began to dissipate.

This device was one of the most expensive in the store, but Mu Jin liked it, and the cost was insignificant to her.

“Thank you, Sister Chan,” Mu Jin said, tilting her head back and flashing a radiant smile.

“You’re welcome. Go ahead and try it out. The salesperson said it can also play music,” Lu Chan replied.

Her gaze drifted to Mu Jin’s gland, where her scent was no longer present.

Given her S-Class status, her mark shouldn’t have vanished overnight.

The only explanation was that Mu Jin had used an inhibitor to mask her scent.

Lu Chan felt a pang of discomfort, as if she had been rejected.

After a moment of silent contemplation, she couldn’t help but ask, “Xiao Jin, why has my mark disappeared?”

Mu Jin’s heart skipped a beat. She instinctively touched the gland on the back of her neck.

Just as she was about to explain, she noticed two figures standing outside the door. Her eyes flickered, and she obediently sat down to continue reading.

Sensing someone behind her, Lu Chan turned around calmly.

Seeing Yan Zhu’s cold expression, she met her gaze directly, waiting for her to speak.

“Miss Lu, as an Alpha from a prestigious family, you should understand better than anyone the severe consequences of marking a newly differentiated Omega,” Yan Zhu said, suppressing her anger. By the end, she could no longer contain herself, her voice rising to a near-shout.

Lu Chan lowered her gaze, offering no rebuttal.

She had anticipated this consequence when she marked Mu Jin. Now that Yan Zhu was scolding her, she willingly accepted the blame.

Seeing Lu Chan being reprimanded, Mu Jin hurriedly stood up and tugged at Yan Zhu’s sleeve, typing, “Mom, don’t blame Sister Chan. She was just trying to help me.”

“If she truly meant well, she wouldn’t have taken advantage of you in your vulnerable state,” Yan Zhu retorted angrily. Glancing down at the cat-paw device, her fury intensified. She snatched it up and slammed it on the table, glaring at Mu Jin. “How could you accept gifts from strangers so carelessly?”

“I…” Mu Jin stammered, her eyes reddening as she lowered her head.

The tension in the room reached a breaking point. Ye Xian chuckled softly, stepping forward to put an arm around Yan Zhu’s shoulders. “Xiao Zhuzhu, calm down,” she coaxed gently. “This is all Lu Chan’s fault. If you need to yell or scold, direct it at her, not Xiao Jin. Xiao Jin did nothing wrong.”

Ye Xian pulled Mu Jin down to sit, comforting her softly. “Don’t be upset, Xiao Jin. Your mom is just worried about you. It’s all Lu Chan’s fault—an Alpha acting so recklessly, marking an Omega without a second thought. She deserves to be scolded.”

Lu Chan opened her mouth to explain, but Ye Xian’s warning glare silenced her instantly.

Yan Zhu was in a fit of anger, and nothing Lu Chan said would penetrate her fury. Perhaps the best course of action was to silently endure her wrath.

“The eldest daughter of the Lu Family, the CEO of Lu Corporation, a top-tier Alpha—how could a mere commoner like me dare to criticize her?” Yan Zhu’s eyes burned crimson as she glared at Lu Chan with a gaze as sharp as a knife.

Lu Chan listened quietly, offering no defense or rebuttal. The status Yan Zhu had once envied had now become the target of her scorn.

“Exactly! Someone her age still relies on her family’s power to get her way. Does she really think the Lu Family can do whatever they please? Has she no shame?” Ye Xian chimed in indignantly.

Yan Zhu, taken aback by Ye Xian’s sharp rebuke, fell silent, her furious gaze fixed on Lu Chan.

Seeing both elders attacking Lu Chan, each more scathing than the last, Mu Jin’s eyes reddened further. She tugged at Ye Xian’s arm, tears welling up.

“Xiao Jin, don’t you dare defend Lu Chan,” Ye Xian snapped, her voice sharp. “Your mother has every right to be angry. Lu Chan’s actions were wrong—she deserves this scolding.” Ye Xian spoke with righteous indignation, feigning impartiality.

Mu Jin bit her lip, glancing at Lu Chan with tear-filled, apologetic eyes.

Lu Chan’s heart softened at the sight. She longed to pull Mu Jin into a comforting embrace, but considering the circumstances, she forced herself to remain still.

“Xiao Zhuzhu, keep going! Don’t hold back. Lu Chan needs to learn a lesson,” Ye Xian said, her anger intensifying.

Yan Zhu fell silent.

As Lu Chan’s mother, Ye Xian was even more scathing in her criticism. Yan Zhu’s fiery anger was completely deflated by Ye Xian’s refusal to side with her own daughter.

“Sister Xian, let’s drop this. I don’t want to see anything like this happen again,” Yan Zhu said, wiping her eyes and issuing a cold warning.

“How can we just let it go? This is entirely Lu Chan’s fault. Don’t worry, Xiao Zhuzhu, I won’t show her any favoritism,” Ye Xian declared, rising to her feet and wrapping her arm around Yan Zhu’s. “If you let Lu Chan off the hook today, you’ll never get another chance to scold her.”

Hearing this, Yan Zhu lowered her gaze, her earlier confidence crumbling. She pushed Ye Xian’s hand away and stormed out of the room alone.

Ye Xian immediately followed, closing the door behind her as she left.

Inside, only Lu Chan and Mu Jin remained.

Mu Jin sprang to her feet, grabbed the device from the table, and nervously explained, “Sister Chan, my mom didn’t mean any harm. She’s just overly protective of me. Could you please…”

Her fingers began to tremble as she spoke.

A pair of warm hands covered hers, their grip firm yet gentle.

“Xiao Jin, don’t cry. I don’t blame Aunt Yan,” Lu Chan said softly, reaching out to pull Mu Jin into her arms.

Her hand paused in mid-air before retracting to her side.

“Really?” Mu Jin looked up, her dark eyes glistening with tears.

“It was my fault anyway. Aunt Yan was right to scold me,” Lu Chan continued.

Mu Jin shook her head frantically, lowering her gaze as she typed, her cheeks flushed: “Sister Chan did nothing wrong. I don’t blame you.”

“That’s good,” Lu Chan said, a faint smile curving her lips. “I’ve already made an appointment with the hospital. Let’s go now to test your differentiation level.”

“Okay!” Mu Jin looked up, her face lighting up with a radiant smile.

She had been waiting for these words.

Watching Lu Chan walk ahead, Mu Jin clutched the cat-paw-shaped device tightly in her hand.

She hadn’t anticipated any of this. What surprised her most was how Lu Chan, usually so proud, had silently endured all the scolding and accusations.

Perhaps, she could dare to hope that the fantasies in her heart might one day come true.