My Jealous and Beautiful Villainous Wife (ABO) - Chapter 12

At six o’clock sharp, Long Xiao arrived at the Si Group headquarters, just as he had the previous evening. Tonight, they would dine together again.

Naturally, Long Xiao had dressed to impress, now looking so handsome he seemed almost inhuman.

However, before the peacock Alpha could even catch a glimpse of his beloved Omega, he was confronted by two uninvited guests Wen He and Ye Shu.

Wen He sat sullenly on the lobby sofa, as if he had been waiting for hours, while Ye Shu sat awkwardly in a nearby chair.

Though physically distant, their pheromones mingled faintly in the air, creating an almost palpable tension.

Ye Shu kept his head bowed, his eyes rimmed with red, his face pale.

This fragile posture, combined with his typically resilient demeanor, only amplified his novel-protagonist aura.

Wen He, on the other hand, wore a dark expression, as if he had been personally insulted. His eyes were shadowed, his lips pressed into a tight line, and his posture radiated arrogance. It was hard to imagine anyone falling for his act.

The formerly cold and aloof receptionist and the security guards who had been subtly watching Wen He all greeted Long Xiao with warm smiles.

President Long, you’re here. President Si hasn’t left work yet.

Perhaps Assistant Su had given special instructions, as the beautiful receptionist was exceptionally accommodating. The Alpha woman exuded a striking, almost masculine elegance.

Long Xiao nodded and said, No problem, I’ll go up and find him myself.

As soon as he finished speaking, a quick-thinking security guard stepped forward to press the elevator button.

The commotion naturally drew the attention of Wen He and Ye Shu.

Wen He nearly ground his teeth to dust, his gaze fixed on Long Xiao with the intensity of a man seeking revenge for a stolen wife. Yet, mindful of Long Xiao’s status, he forced an awkward, strained smile when their eyes met.

Ye Shu, on the other hand, was visibly surprised. Though they had only met briefly, Long Xiao had left a deep impression. After all, a top-tier Alpha with such striking looks and extraordinary presence was unforgettable.

Long Xiao’s gaze swept indifferently over Wen He as he pondered, Which part of the original plot are we at now?

Ah, the part where the male lead brings the protagonist to apologize to Si An.

What was the outcome again…? Oh, right—Si An had his men throw them out.

With that thought, Long Xiao casually withdrew his gaze and stepped into the elevator.

Ding-dong. The elevator arrived.

The doors opened to reveal Si An, who happened to be waiting right in front of them, having just finished work.

After a long day, the Omega looked slightly weary, but he held two roses in his hand.

One was a red rose, the other a crystal rose, held delicately as if they might fall at any moment. They were beautiful, yet distant.

Seeing Long Xiao suddenly appear before him, Si An’s pupils constricted for a moment before quickly returning to normal.

He stepped into the elevator without hesitation, handing Long Xiao his briefcase with his other hand.

Hold this for me.

Long Xiao silently took the briefcase, saying nothing as he pressed the elevator button.

The elevator ride to the twenty-first floor wasn’t particularly long or short.

You must be tired, the Alpha said, holding the Omega’s briefcase. He turned his head slightly, his gaze fixed on Si An’s half-closed eyes.

He must be exhausted from work, Long Xiao thought. His nose caught a faint, alluring scent of roses.

It was hard to tell if the intoxicating fragrance came from the still-vibrant red rose or the golden rose beside it.

The Si Corporation elevator wasn’t small, yet in the spacious cabin, the two stood very close.

Si An caught the faint tea scent emanating from Long Xiao, and an inexplicable irritation stirred within him.

He frowned slightly, his beautiful eyes lifting with displeasure to meet the Alpha’s gaze.

It’s unpleasant, he said, pressing his lips together, his expression indifferent.

But to Long Xiao, the Omega’s demeanor was clear as day—like a wife throwing a tantrum.

Long Xiao’s expression remained unchanged. He silently took a step to the left, creating more distance between them.

Then what scent do you prefer? I’ll switch to one you like.

Si An clicked his tongue, glancing sideways at Long Xiao.

Stand back where you were.

Long Xiao’s lips curved slightly as he resumed his original position, his silver-white lashes drooping as he gazed at Si An’s face.

So what now? Isn’t it still unpleasant?

Long Xiao stood at 1.9 meters tall, while Si An was 1.79 meters tall, a difference of eleven centimeters.

When they stood together, Long Xiao always looked down at Si An, a posture that often seemed remarkably gentle.

Omega’s face was already small, but now it seemed even smaller, as if it could be covered by a single palm.

Si An glanced up at Long Xiao, his heart torn between speechlessness and anger. But because the Alpha was so breathtakingly handsome, he quickly averted his gaze.

I don’t want Western food later.

Long Xiao continued to watch Si An, responding simply, Mm, okay.

Si An stared straight ahead, somewhat satisfied with Long Xiao’s response. He gazed at their reflections in the elevator doors, pretending to ignore the Alpha’s gaze beside him.

The Alpha’s attire was different from this morning. His shirt was unbuttoned at the collar, revealing his prominent collarbones and Adam’s apple. He exuded an air of noble restraint yet undeniable sensuality, his eyes always polite, both aloof and alluring—infuriatingly so.

For a moment, the atmosphere between them fell into silence.

But just seconds before the elevator reached their floor, Long Xiao seemed to suddenly remember something and said, I just saw your ex-fiancé… and his lover.

Si An frowned, his expression stiffening. He reached out and pressed the button for the basement floor.

Why didn’t you say so earlier?

I forgot.

Basement Level 1 was the underground parking garage. Since Long Xiao’s car was parked at the Si Group’s entrance, he had no choice but to ride with Si An for now.

Unlike last night’s silver-purple supercar, today’s vehicle was a discreet, all-black Porsche Cayenne.

Si An tossed the car keys to Long Xiao and then sank into the passenger seat, which was reclined low. He closed his eyes and began to doze off.

Long Xiao glanced at Si An, turned on the car’s heater to a moderate temperature, and smoothly drove out of the garage.