My Jealous and Beautiful Villainous Wife (ABO) - Chapter 39
Or should I just go to the testing center and check our pheromone compatibility directly?
Si An tapped his index finger lightly on the table, unable to make a decision.
In truth, pheromone compatibility testing didn’t require the person’s presence, and Long Xiao had already given him a large bottle of his pheromones.
Si An paused for two seconds, his gaze lowering. His pale gold eyelashes, backlit by the light, partially obscured one eye.
After a long moment, Si An’s eyelids fluttered, and he lifted his gaze to the screen. He tapped out a few words in the search bar
Do Destined Ones really exist?
Legend spoke of a 99.9% pheromone compatibility, once called Fated Pairs in ancient times, now known as Destined Ones. But such matches had become exceedingly rare, with only a few optimists still clinging to the belief.
On a planet teeming with billions, some would never encounter their Destined One in their entire lives.
Si An had never dared to hope that he and his future husband would be one of those legendary Fated Pairs with a 99% pheromone compatibility.
He only wished that his future husband’s Destined One would never appear.
His slender, bony fingers slowly typed out the words. But the moment the search results flashed onto the screen, Si An abruptly closed the webpage.
The noble Omega frowned, as if incredulous at his own recent actions. He shook his head, dismissing the thoughts from his mind.
Destined One?
If he said it existed, then it did. If he said it didn’t, then it didn’t.
Since no such person had appeared yet, they never would.
Si An concluded, his frown smoothing out as the lingering frustration in his heart gradually dissipated.
The more he savored the allure of power and wealth, the more he focused on his career.
Merely holding this position wasn’t enough he needed to secure it firmly and climb even higher.
If the Si Family’s status surpassed the Long Clan’s tenfold, and the Si Corporation dwarfed the Long Corporation, many of his current worries would vanish like smoke. All his anxieties would dissipate into thin air.
Unfortunately, the Long Corporation’s dominance, subtly overshadowing the Si Clan, prevented him from acting as he pleased.
The Omega exhaled, withdrawing his thoughts and immersing himself back in his work.
On the other side, Long Xiao suddenly sneezed, startling himself awake just as he was about to drift off.
The bedroom curtains were drawn shut, and a naked man lay wrapped in a set of crimson silk bedding.
Last night, Long Xiao had flown from Dragon Island, barely making it to the airport before a thunderstorm delayed his flight. After landing, he rushed to Si Corporation, enduring a grueling hour-long drive. He only managed a brief nap in the guest room, planning to catch up on sleep once he returned home.
Back at his apartment, he hastily showered and collapsed into bed without even changing into pajamas. Despite his exhaustion, sleep eluded him.
His body ached with fatigue, but his mind remained fixated on the day’s events.
Si An’s furious expression remained vivid in his memory. To be honest, Long Xiao found it exhilarating. His youthful, vigorous body felt almost primed for action.
Yet, according to Long Xiao’s principles, this was clearly inappropriate. He suppressed the urge, taking a cold shower to quell his physical arousal.
The handsome, tall man lay on the bed, his brow furrowed as he opened his eyes. His golden eyes glowed in the darkness, staring blankly at the ceiling.
How could I have fallen so quickly?
The Alpha tugged at the corner of his mouth, longing for the face of his beloved. He wrestled with the urge to reward himself.
In the end, Long Xiao restrained himself, but couldn’t resist grabbing his phone to send Si An a message.
Long Xiao Missing you.
Long Xiao Want to kiss you.
It was lunchtime, and Si An, holding his phone, immediately saw Long Xiao’s messages.
Si An One more harassment and you’re blocked.
Long Xiao …
Long Xiao set down his phone, his feverish body cooling slightly, as if doused with cold water.
Yet he loved Si An’s sharp-tongued nature.
A soft sigh echoed in the dark bedroom, the silver hair draped over the pillow shimmering like moonlight.
Long Xiao closed his eyes, his phone lying forgotten beside him.
Pheromone compatibility tests typically take 24 hours, but with enough money, this could be reduced to just 2 hours.
As a result, Si An barely had to wait before receiving his pheromone compatibility results with Long Xiao.
Si An stared grimly at the report file sent by the testing center on his phone’s messaging interface.
The Omega’s face darkened inch by inch as his icy blue eyes locked onto the three massive numbers displayed on the screen
76.8%
…Seventy-six point eight percent?
Clang! The sound of his phone hitting the table.
The Omega slammed his phone face-down on the table, his gaze heavy and the veins on the back of his hand bulging.
Idiot! With such a low compatibility score, how did he dare pursue me?
With his family’s immense power, couldn’t he have secretly run a test beforehand?
His previous marriage partner, Wen He, had a 90% compatibility score with him.
And none of his former suitors had scored below 85%.
In his brief twenty-two years, Si An had never encountered a lower pheromone compatibility score than his result with Long Xiao.
Even a stray dog on the street was taller than him.
The Omega was speechless, so speechless he was both angry and amused. The number was completely beyond his expectations.
While he struggled to accept it, a suffocating discomfort tightened in his chest, its dull ache tugging at his master’s thoughts.
After a tense silence of over ten seconds, Si An finally regulated his breathing, his complexion regaining some color, though a faint resentment still lingered in his eyes.
The data file also showed the Alpha’s previous pheromone compatibility tests and related data.
Of course, this wasn’t standard information it was a premium feature for which he had paid extra.
Si An had only glanced at it briefly, but he noted that Long Xiao had undergone pheromone testing only twice.
Yet both times, the compatibility score had reached a staggering ninety percent.
Si An closed his eyes, forcing himself to stop thinking about it.
Unexpectedly potent pheromones, yet an equally unexpected ultra-low compatibility score.
Seventy-something percent might be acceptable for an ordinary family.
But for the Si Clan and Long Corporation, such a number was unprecedented.
After all, the compatibility score directly influenced the success rate of conceiving offspring.
Though it was still too early to dwell on such thoughts, Si An had always harbored a dream that seemed utterly incongruous with his public persona.
He had fantasized about being a good husband, having adorable children, and creating a harmonious family.
Would anyone dare mock him for such a vision? Of course not.
Whatever dreams Si An held, they would be treated with utmost respect.
Moreover, as the heir to the Si Clan, Si An had countless plans for the future, and this was merely one facet of his grand design.
It wasn’t a necessity, but it was undeniably important.
In the span of a few heartbeats, a thousand thoughts raced through his mind…
The Omega lowered his gaze, his expression serene, and resumed his grip on the mouse as if nothing had disturbed him.
He sat there, his spine ramrod straight, his posture regal. Sunlight bathed his pale golden hair, casting a faint reddish glow.
Backlit, each strand of his hair shimmered with golden-red hues, blending into a warm, rosy orange that seemed to kiss his skin.
His narrow, upturned eyes stared intently at the screen, betraying no emotion.
Only the tips of his fingers, gripping the mouse, were slightly pale.