My Jealous and Beautiful Villainous Wife (ABO) - Chapter 7

After returning to the office with Si An, Assistant Su seemed to remember something as she was leaving. She glanced at Si An’s expression and whispered, President Si, the Wen Corporation collaboration…

Terminate the collaboration, Si An replied without hesitation.

Si An sat in his office chair, golden sunlight streaming through the floor-to-ceiling windows, bathing him in a gilded glow. The clear disdain in his eyes was unmistakable, while the half of his face shadowed by the light appeared somewhat somber.

Assistant Su fell silent, bowed her head, and retreated.

Si An remained silent, his gaze falling to the newly signed contract. His fingertips traced the cool paper before he closed it.

In the quaint, dimly lit bar, Long Xiao navigated the winding stone path, weaving through swirling cigarette smoke until he reached the main hall. A few patrons sat scattered around the bar counter.

The resident beta male, with his long hair, sat on a high stool, softly singing a gentle folk song.

Long Xiao frowned slightly as he chose a secluded table against the wall. He had changed out of his expensive suit into a plain sweater and jacket paired with casual trousers.

His gaze fixed on the scene unfolding directly ahead the male lead, Wen He, and the female lead, Ye Shu, were engaged in a hushed conversation.

System, are you sure a mysterious, powerful figure will suddenly appear here?

Ding, Host. Yes, an elderly man will suddenly appear and be helped to a seat by the female lead.

He will then inexplicably befriend the female lead, ultimately assisting the male lead and helping the Wen Corporation overcome its crisis.

Long Xiao closed his eyes briefly, speechless at the System’s explanation. He had initially dismissed the original plot entirely.

But after the System’s relentless lectures on concepts like Child of Destiny and Heaven’s Favored One, even Long Xiao had begun to exercise caution.

As the System’s voice faded, faint sounds of an argument drifted from the front of the bar.

Wen He, I’m working right now! Can we talk about this after I get off?

Ye Shu, the protagonist, wore a waiter’s apron over his black-and-white uniform.

With his delicate features and slender build, standing just over 1.7 meters tall, he was the type to blend into a crowd and disappear.

Yet his aura was distinct—like a resilient young poplar tree reaching upward, its strength tempered by grace. This unique quality, combined with his refined appearance, added a certain charm.

Ye Shu lowered his voice, as if mindful of the surrounding customers.

Wen He frowned, hesitated for a few seconds while holding Ye Shu’s hand, and finally released it.

Ye Shu, you don’t need to do this kind of work.

I’ll wait for you to finish. We need to have a serious talk.

As Wen He spoke, the dark circles under his eyes were more pronounced, and his already pale complexion looked even paler.

He had to convince Ye Shu to come with him and properly explain things to Si An, to beg for Si An’s forgiveness.

Last night, even before the banquet ended, countless corporations had rushed to terminate their contracts with the Wen Corporation the moment Si An announced the engagement’s cancellation.

The CEOs who had previously been so eager and attentive now treated him with cold indifference.

Long Xiao’s appearance only exacerbated the situation. Many companies were willing to pay breach-of-contract penalties just to terminate their partnerships with the Wen Corporation.

At this rate, the Wen Corporation would collapse within months, even without the Si Family taking any direct action.

As Wen He considered this, his expression darkened further, and his gaze toward Ye Shu couldn’t help but carry a hint of misplaced anger.

However, Ye Shu had already turned away to serve other guests and didn’t notice Wen He’s expression.

Long Xiao took a sip of his wine, bored. Though he had plenty of time, he didn’t want to waste it like this.

I wonder if I’ll have time to see Si An again before the night ends?

Si An’s birthday was in a month. I wonder if he’ll like the gift I gave him today. What should I get him for his birthday?

And what about my outfit today? I wonder how it looks. Long Xiao tapped his fingers lightly on the table, lowering his gaze.

I also need to prepare for Si An’s pheromone disorder to flare up on his birthday night…

Just as Long Xiao was lost in thought, a slightly familiar voice suddenly reached his ears.

Ahem, thank you, young man.

Long Xiao glanced up toward the source of the voice.

Ye Shu was helping an elderly man with long white hair settle into a seat. The man was dressed plainly, his sleeves faded from repeated washing.

With his back to Long Xiao, the old man’s face remained hidden.

But… cough, cough… you, a young Omega, working in a place like this?

The old man had barely sat down before asking a question that left Ye Shu at a loss for words.

Ye Shu lowered his gaze, his mouth opening and closing silently. Finally, he forced a strained smile.

It’s alright, sir. Everyone here strictly adheres to ABO laws.

In other words, no one would harass him at work.

The old man chuckled, seemingly realizing the inappropriateness of his question. His tone softened.

That’s good to hear. How many people are in your family?

Long Xiao couldn’t bear to listen any longer. He stood up and strode toward Ye Shu and the old man.

It was clear that this talkative, old-fashioned man—likely a proponent of Great Alpha Ideology—was likely the influential figure who would provide early support to the protagonist couple in the novel.

Ye Shu watched Long Xiao approach, his pupils instinctively contracting. The words on his lips froze.

This was an Alpha who looked utterly out of place here.

In other words, a place as expensive and elegant as this would suit him far better.

Ye Shu couldn’t help but think this. But before he could react, the handsome Alpha’s indifferent golden eyes turned toward him.

Ye Shu instinctively held his breath, his heart skipping a beat. But the Alpha’s gaze quickly swept past him.

Then, with a watery, glistening quality, it settled on the elderly gentleman seated beside him.

Ancestor.

The two simple words dropped like a bombshell, leaving both Ye Shu and the old man utterly dumbfounded.

Ye Shu ……?

The old man ?

Long Xiao gazed at the familiar face, bewildered but unsurprising, and let out a silent sigh.

It was indeed one of his ancestors—the Green Dragon Ancestor, Long Ao.

His ancestor wasn’t a bad person, just a bit rigid in his thinking, still stuck in the mindset of centuries past.

As a result, the younger generation of the clan often mistook him for an Omega-hater, a sexist, and a busybody who loved to meddle in affairs and disguise himself to wander the mortal realm.

Who would have thought that the mysterious big shot from the original novel was actually his own ancestor…?

This was, in a sense, a betrayal.

Long Xiao’s gilded eyes lowered, filled with speechless resignation.

Under that gaze, Long Ao couldn’t help but shudder violently.

W-what? How is Long Xiao here?