My Jealous and Beautiful Villainous Wife (ABO) - Chapter 44

No matter how dominant Si An was, he was still an Omega, vulnerable to Alpha pheromones.

Just now, a hint of sandalwood tinged with floral sweetness had escaped Long Xiao’s control—familiar yet subtly different, with a touch more sweetness than before.

Long Xiao reluctantly averted his gaze, obediently lowered his head, and finished cleaning up the remaining food. With downcast eyes, he murmured an explanation

At the onset of my Heat, I use Inhibitors.

But later, I might lose control. My clan prepares a completely sealed room for me.

What Long Xiao didn’t mention was that he would transform into his dragon form and endure the Heat within that sealed space—a harsh, solitary ordeal. This was the fate of dragons without mates.

As a single, unpaired dragon, he could barely manage his Heat with Inhibitors at the beginning. But as it progressed, the Alpha’s consciousness would unravel, and he would lose all reason.

No one could appear in Long Xiao’s sight during this period to his Heat-addled mind, anyone would be perceived as an enemy.

As a powerful Silver Dragon, Long Xiao had destroyed numerous containment chambers over the past few years, earning him a scolding from the White Dragon Ancestor, who was responsible for gathering building materials. The Ancestor called him a s3x-starved, violent little dragon.

Long Xiao could only rub his nose sheepishly and silently help the White Dragon Ancestor find materials.

Hearing Long Xiao’s explanation, Si An’s eyes flickered before he fell silent.

Though the Alpha’s explanation was brief, Si An understood Long Xiao had endured it through sheer willpower.

He had experienced this himself. As a King Cobra, his instincts were strong, and when Inhibitors failed, he could only rely on his own willpower.

However, as an Omega, he didn’t know which was more unbearable—the Heat or the Rutting Period. He imagined both were equally torturous.

At this thought, Si An’s heart softened inexplicably. He glanced at Long Xiao, then quickly averted his gaze, refocusing on the computer screen before him.

Seeing Si An had nothing more to say, Long Xiao remained quiet as well. Though he couldn’t devour all the food in one gulp with the Omega present, he still ate quickly.

The Alpha finished his meal quickly, wiped his mouth, gathered the dishes, and stood up, storing them in his personal space.

Si An, I’m leaving now. Don’t work too hard.

The Omega had heard this phrase countless times from the Alpha, and his responses had gradually evolved.

From initially ignoring him completely, to a curt nod, to now—

Mm, I know.

Though still brief and cold, to Long Xiao’s eyes, it was a world of difference.

The Alpha smiled faintly, cast one last reluctant glance at Si An, then turned and left the office.

Once the door was securely closed, the Omega slowly deflated, his rigid posture relaxing as he leaned back in his office chair.

The air purifier hummed quietly, ensuring the office remained free of any lingering scents.

Even the lingering spicy aroma from the meal and the faint, sweet sandalwood scent had been completely filtered away.

A slight warmth lingered at the nape of his neck. Si An expressionlessly reached up to touch it, opened a drawer, poured two pills into his palm, and swallowed them with cold water.

Mr. Long, do you know where Wen He went?

Long Xiao, having just left the Si Clan, arrived at his cooking class as usual. However, before he could enter the classroom, the protagonist shou, Ye Shu, blocked his path.

The frail Omega looked even thinner than when they had last met, his complexion pale and unhealthy. One could only imagine the hardships he had endured in these past few days.

It seemed to take immense courage for Ye Shu to stop Long Xiao, his fingers trembling as he clutched the hem of his shirt.

Long Xiao halted, maintaining a respectful distance. He frowned, noticing the bruises on Ye Shu’s face.

What plot point is this? In the original novel, Ye Shu came from a poor family with a gambling father and a timid mother, leaving them deep in debt.

This was why Ye Shu worked tirelessly at multiple jobs. It was precisely this resilient, hardworking, and never-give-up spirit that gradually attracted the protagonist gong, Wen He.

But after reviewing the plot meticulously, Long Xiao couldn’t recall any instance where Ye Shu had been beaten.

Whenever Ye Shu found himself in danger, Wen He would make a dazzling entrance, his handmade leather shoes clicking as he rushed to the rescue.

A sudden realization struck Long Xiao. The current Wen He was likely still recovering in a British ICU across the ocean, unable to save Ye Shu from his predicament.

This meant that the butterfly he had become had already begun flapping its wings, creating a hurricane that was altering the original plot.

Seeing Long Xiao remain silent, Ye Shu’s anxiety intensified. A clever Omega could discern from an Alpha’s expression that he knew Wen He’s whereabouts.

Ignoring the public setting, Ye Shu dropped to his knees with a thud, reaching out to grab Long Xiao’s pant leg.

Mr. Long, please, please tell me where Wen He is.

The Omega’s frail voice trembled with suppressed sobs, his eyes red as he fought back tears.

Long Xiao immediately stepped back to avoid Ye Shu’s grasp. Si An would surely be furious if he let the Omega touch him.

His face darkened, his noble demeanor turning cold and aloof. Golden eyes swept down, and he spoke

You shouldn’t have come to me.

And how did you learn my itinerary?

Do I look like someone you can trifle with? Did you consider the consequences of your actions?

Ye Shu hadn’t dared to ask Wen He’s friends or parents, yet he had the audacity to ambush Long Xiao. It was utterly baffling.

Moreover, in terms of status, Long Xiao outranked this so-called Wen He a hundredfold. The truly dangerous one here should be Long Xiao himself, shouldn’t it?

The handsome Alpha had always presented himself with impeccable politeness before Ye Shu. Though distant, his gaze had always been courteous, showing neither contempt nor arrogance.

Ye Shu had realized this, which was why he dared to act this way today.

He reasoned that even if Mr. Long were furious, he wouldn’t stoop to anything beneath his dignity.

If luck was on his side, he might even learn Wen He’s whereabouts.

For some inexplicable reason, Ye Shu couldn’t shake the feeling that Wen He’s disappearance was connected to Long Xiao.

But at that moment, Long Xiao’s gaze pierced through Ye Shu’s thoughts, his eyes widening as his expression instantly went blank.

Long Xiao frowned, staring down at Ye Shu kneeling on the ground. A crowd had gradually gathered around them.

I don’t know you or Wen He, and I have no connection to either of you, Long Xiao said coldly, his tone flat and faintly mocking, reminiscent of another omega.

Perhaps due to his suppressed anger, the oppressive aura emanating from him was suffocating, making it hard to breathe.

Long Xiao stood there, radiating an extraordinary air of nobility. The surrounding crowd dared not whisper. He and Ye Shu, kneeling beside him, seemed to belong to entirely different worlds.