Reborn as a Scummy Alpha, I Became Every Heroine's Obsession (GL) - Chapter 25

If Gu Qiqi wanted to release her full mental strength and pheromones, she had to remove the gene-suppressing collar around her neck.

But removing the collar wasn’t something she could do alone. It required a physical exchange involving Feng Jiying’s bodily fluids.

Feng Jiying remembered when she had first activated the pheromone-suppressing collar. To do so, she had to completely place the small indicator light in her mouth and hold it there for ten seconds.

Now, to deactivate it, she would have to do the same—this time, publicly and intimately with Gu Qiqi.

For some reason, the thought made her face burn.

A deep flush crept up the tips of her ears.

Feng Jiying felt uncomfortable all over. The field was already thick with the scents of multiple pheromones. It was too overwhelming to distinguish anything clearly.

But in her mind, all she could sense was Gu Qiqi’s sweet and intense pheromone—stronger than anything else in the air.

When an omega is exposed to the pheromones of an alpha whose mental strength and pheromone levels surpass their own, the effect can be long-lasting.

Later, even without realizing it, that omega may continue to react to the same scent, unable to tell whether their feelings come from instinct or genuine desire.

Gu Qiqi was still holding Feng Jiying’s wrist.

She hadn’t expected Feng Jiying to agree to help save the omegas who were losing control.

In Gu Qiqi’s experience, Central City’s elite alphas and omegas always placed their own interests above everything else. In their world, other people’s lives were worth less than dust.

As long as their power and reputation were untouched, they didn’t care what happened around them.

Just like Wen Rui at that moment. Though she wore a smile that danced on her lips, her eyes held no warmth—only anticipation, like someone waiting for chaos to erupt.

Wen Cheng stepped up beside her sister and spoke in a low, threatening voice. “Don’t think I don’t know you had something to do with this. If things get out of hand, you won’t get away with it. The family won’t protect you.”

Wen Rui’s smile deepened. Her fox-like eyes glimmered with a strange, unreadable light.

“Oh, my dear sister. I don’t know what you’re talking about. I’m just a simple little school nurse at Military Academy 330. How could I possibly have the ability to stir up a disaster big enough to shake the entire Interstellar Federation?”

Wen Cheng’s hands curled into fists. Her voice trembled with anger. “You removed Xiao Bai’s gland. Don’t think I don’t know why. Stop using other omegas as your lab experiments. Once an omega’s gland is removed, the damage is permanent. It can never be reversed.”

But Wen Rui didn’t flinch. Instead, she snapped her delicate fan shut with a crisp sound and tapped it lightly against her palm.

“Rather than dwelling on the past,” she said sweetly, “why not focus on fixing the mess in front of you? You’re the family’s most valued alpha. If you fall here, it could ruin your reputation and cost you everything.”

She smiled wider, her voice soft but chilling.

“Me? I’m the family’s discard. No one cares whether I live or die. Even if I caused all this, do you really think anyone back home would bother cleaning up after me?”

“But you, sister—you’re different. You’re the center of everyone’s attention. You’re standing on top of the mountain. If you fall, the crash will be brutal. You might not even survive the landing.”

Her words were cold, her smile dazzling. That sharp contrast made her seem even more dangerous.

Wen Cheng glared at her, unwilling to back down. It was true. Right now, she really had no way to deal with Wen Rui.

Wen Rui leaned in closer, her voice a quiet whisper near her sister’s ear.

“And shouldn’t you feel a little guilty toward me? Because of your existence, I lived like a bug—barely surviving. I had a Central City ID, yet I was treated worse than people from the outer districts.”

Wen Cheng’s eyes widened for a moment, then quickly returned to normal.

“But the omegas out there,” she said, “they’re innocent.”

Wen Rui raised her brows and replied with an indifferent look.

“Sister, don’t forget. It was Xiao Bai who came to me. She begged me to help her remove her gland.”

The scene was rapidly descending into chaos.

Some alphas could no longer control their instincts and had begun lunging forward, trying to mark the omegas who had entered heat.

Security staff rushed to stop the berserk alphas.

But their physical strength was limited.

When alphas lost their rationality, they locked onto the omegas in heat with terrifying precision. Like wild beasts with no sense of pain, they couldn’t be stopped even if they were wounded or bleeding. They felt nothing but the overwhelming urge to mark.

Gu Qingyun grabbed Wen Cheng’s shoulder and shook his head. “Right now, let’s just focus on handling what’s in front of us.”

The leadership of Military Academy 330 had already been escorted to safety, heavily protected to avoid being caught in the chaos.

Even children of powerful families were considered expendable in the face of politics.

Gu Qiqi suddenly felt warmth spreading through her palm. The part of her hand that touched Feng Jiying’s wrist was burning hot.

She asked softly, “Are you sure?”

Liu Huaiqing stood just a few steps away, watching them. She suddenly sensed that something between Gu Qiqi and Feng Jiying had changed.

She couldn’t quite define it, but she was certain of one thing—that whatever it was, it didn’t benefit her.

Liu Huaiqing stepped forward and raised her hand, placing it between Gu Qiqi and Feng Jiying.

She looked directly at Gu Qiqi and said, “If you release your full mental strength and pheromones to suppress the alphas, they might see it as a challenge. You could trigger a mass attack from every alpha present. And the omegas? They may not recover from their heat. It could backfire—driving them even deeper into desperation, making them crave to be marked by any alpha nearby. If it reaches that point, do you know what the consequences will be?”

Gu Qiqi hadn’t thought that far ahead.

But the system had warned her—she absolutely had to prevent a large-scale heat scene.

If saving them meant dying, and doing nothing also meant dying, then why not go all out and try?

Feng Jiying narrowed her eyes, her gaze falling suspiciously on Liu Huaiqing.

She had no idea when Liu Huaiqing and Gu Qiqi had become close enough for Liu Huaiqing to step in and weigh the risks on Gu Qiqi’s behalf.

More importantly, she suddenly realized—the strange, unpleasant pheromone she had sensed on Gu Qiqi earlier that morning… it was Liu Huaiqing’s.

What had happened between them?

[System]: Host, if you don’t act soon, things are going to spiral even further out of control.

At that moment, Gu Qiqi heard something she hadn’t expected—familiar voices from a past she thought she’d left behind.

[Live Chat Comments]:
“What kind of game is this? Total scam. They promised excitement and danger, and we’ve gotten nothing. I spent real money on this. Refund now.”
“Finally, an omega goes into heat. These alphas are useless—eyes red and still doing nothing?”
“I paid 199 credits for this game. I didn’t sign up to watch drama and fluff. Where’s the action?”

Gu Qiqi clenched her fists tightly.

She looked down at the students in the crowd below—so many of them in pain.

They were real people. Thinking. Living. Human.
And yet, in this game system, they were nothing more than puppets—forced to perform for an audience.

Why?
Why was this acceptable?
It wasn’t fair.

Liu Huaiqing opened her mouth to speak again, but Feng Jiying cut her off.

“Miss Liu, aren’t you the one who claims to fight for justice for all oppressed omegas?” she said coldly. “There are dozens of omegas here, all in pain, losing control. Some are moments away from being forcibly marked by alphas.”

“You know as well as I do—once an omega is marked, they lose their freedom for life. They become property. Where’s that justice you speak of now?”

Before Gu Qiqi could react, Feng Jiying suddenly stepped forward—

She tilted Gu Qiqi’s chin upward, leaned in, and placed her lips over the collar’s small indicator light, holding it in her mouth.

Her warm breath spread across Gu Qiqi’s neck—gentle, ticklish.

Gu Qiqi suddenly realized that although Feng Jiying always wore a cold expression and spoke in a frosty tone, her breath was surprisingly warm, not sharp or biting.

As the gene suppressor collar was deactivated, Gu Qiqi’s pheromones began to surge from her body in full force.

Feng Jiying’s knees weakened instantly. The moment she came into contact with Gu Qiqi’s pheromones, she began to crave them uncontrollably, longing for more.

Her glands throbbed and swelled with heat.

She could no longer stand upright.

Liu Huaiqing and Wen Rui were affected too, though not as intensely, since they weren’t in a forced matching period with Gu Qiqi like Feng Jiying was.

Gu Qiqi placed one hand around Feng Jiying’s waist and pulled her into an embrace.

With no strength left, Feng Jiying leaned into Gu Qiqi’s arms, resting her forehead on Gu Qiqi’s shoulder, gasping for air.

The physical response overwhelmed her. She had never experienced such an intense pheromone surge since her gender differentiation.

Gu Qiqi lowered her head slightly and whispered in her ear, “If you don’t want anyone to see you like this, then stay in my arms. I won’t let anyone witness you in this state.”

Something stirred in Feng Jiying’s heart.

The overwhelming wave of sweet pheromones filled her lungs, curling around her glands like a gentle net.

It was strange—her body felt completely out of control, yet her heart had never been this calm.

Gu Qiqi was just a recently differentiated alpha, still young and rough around the edges, yet the way she stood there made it feel like nothing could shake her. Her powerful pheromones and mental strength flowed from her with unstoppable force.

For the first time, Feng Jiying felt a quiet sense of pride swelling in her chest—This is my alpha. Her alpha was strong, confident, and unshakable.

Feng Jiying struggled to steady her voice, but it still trembled slightly. “Don’t worry about me… help the others first. Get everyone back under control.”

Gu Qiqi nodded. “Alright.”

Her eyes were full of resolve.

Since awakening from the game system, she had entered Military Academy 330 and experienced more than most. But she hadn’t had the chance to properly learn how to control her mental strength or release her pheromones.

Now, she closed her eyes and relaxed her body, keeping one arm tightly wrapped around Feng Jiying.

With the other hand, she raised her palm and began to sense the changes within herself.

Her mental strength and pheromone levels were both ranked 3S+. That meant she wasn’t easily affected by lower-level omega pheromones.

But that didn’t mean she couldn’t smell them.

The mixed scents of omega and alpha pheromones in the air were chaotic and nauseating.

As soon as Gu Qiqi’s pheromones were released, all the alphas stopped in their tracks, frowning as they instinctively turned their gazes toward her on the stage.

Her scent could drive lower-level omegas into madness.

They would fall obsessively, desperately in love with her. They would worship her like a god, place her at the center of their world, and let that love seep into their very bones.

The field was already a mess. Some omegas had been injured by rampaging alphas, their clothes torn and scattered.

High-ranking alphas could usually resist omega pheromones, but once they lost control, they were far more dangerous than the weaker ones.

Liu Huaiqing gritted her teeth, trying to suppress the turmoil in her body. She stood stunned, staring at the omegas and alphas across the field.

The chaos was actually being brought under control.

Gu Qiqi had first used her pheromones to capture everyone’s attention and now she was unleashing her formidable mental strength.

Gu Qiqi’s powerful mental energy washed over the entire field, slowly pulling the alphas back to their senses.

One by one, they dropped to one knee, heads bowed, as if weighed down by an invisible force pressing against them.
The pressure was suffocating. It forced them to calm down. It forced them to submit.

Wen Cheng gritted her teeth, trying to resist the urge to fight back. She stared at Gu Qiqi in disbelief.

“Her mental strength isn’t just S-plus… she’s at least 2S-plus. Maybe even 3S-plus,” she muttered to herself.

There was no other explanation for the overwhelming pressure that felt like it was squeezing her chest shut.

Her bl00d was pumping fast, not from fear—but from the thrill of recognizing a superior.

She looked at Gu Qiqi with a flame in her eyes. It was admiration. It was respect. The kind that only the strong could earn.

Meanwhile, Gu Qingyun felt something eerily familiar.

He came from the Gu family—once one of the four great houses in the Federation, known for producing the most powerful warriors in the galaxy.

The Gu family valued bloodline purity above all else. The purer the bl00d, the stronger the combat potential.

Even Gu Qingyun, abandoned to the outer districts and labeled unstable, had awakened as an alpha with A-plus, nearly S-plus, mental strength—simply because of his bloodline.

That was why the government had brought him from the outskirts to Central City and placed him in Military Academy 330.

But the Gu family held a secret.

Anyone who carried Gu bl00d could sense their kin. And the weaker ones would naturally submit to the stronger—sometimes completely and without resistance.

Gu Qingyun clenched his fists tightly, his gaze locked on Gu Qiqi.

All the alphas in the field had now regained control.

But Gu Qiqi hadn’t stopped releasing her mental energy.

Most of the security guards were betas, so they weren’t as affected. They quickly helped the omegas off the field, moving them somewhere safe.

But Gu Qiqi kept going.

Wen Cheng noticed something was wrong.

She realized that Gu Qiqi likely hadn’t learned how to fully control her mental energy yet.

So she pushed herself forward.

Each step she took toward Gu Qiqi made the pressure heavier. The closer she got, the more suffocating it became.

By the time she reached Gu Qiqi, her knees nearly buckled.

Using what little strength she had left, she turned to Feng Jiying, still in Gu Qiqi’s arms.

In situations like this, the only person who could calm a rampaging alpha was the omega they were bonded to.

“President Feng,” Wen Cheng said, barely holding herself upright, “Gu Qiqi hasn’t mastered her mental strength yet. If she keeps pushing like this, everyone in the audience is going to be crushed.”

Feng Jiying was struggling too. Her entire body felt like it was being shocked by invisible currents. Even her fingertips were numb.

She couldn’t lift her arms. Her strength had drained completely. Fine sweat beaded across her forehead.

But after hearing Wen Cheng’s words, she forced herself to look toward the stage, at the alphas and omegas lying on the ground, weak and breathless.

Then, summoning the last of her energy, she reached around Gu Qiqi’s neck and bit down, hard, on the gland at the back of it.

No matter the gender, the gland was the most sensitive part of the body for both alphas and omegas.

And for someone like Gu Qiqi, an alpha with unmatched strength, a bite from an omega wasn’t painful…

But it meant something far more intimate.

It was a signal to stop.

But in that moment, the overwhelming presence reminded everyone that the powerful alpha before them still held a fragile body—and the alpha in their arms was someone worth protecting.

Gu Qiqi slowly came back to herself and suppressed the lingering fury in her chest.

[System]: Host, you were amazing! All the alphas are under control, and you just prevented a major crisis.

But releasing that level of mental strength and pheromones took a serious toll on her body.

Gu Qiqi had pushed herself to the limit, and her body was starting to give out. Her legs trembled, and she looked like she might collapse at any second.

Liu Huaiqing and Wen Rui were still affected by Gu Qiqi’s pheromones.

But strangely, though they should have been triggered into heat, that reaction never came.

The scent of Gu Qiqi’s sweet pheromones still lingered around their noses.

Yet, aside from a strange flutter in their hearts, their bodies remained under control.

Liu Huaiqing instinctively wanted to step forward and support Gu Qiqi, but Feng Jiying suddenly turned her head—her gaze sharp and full of warning.

At some point, Feng Jiying’s metal-framed glasses had fallen to the ground, revealing her bare eyes—cold, calm, and steady.

But in that moment, those almond-shaped eyes were brimming with possessiveness for the person in her arms.

Liu Huaiqing froze mid-reach. Her fingers curled back into a fist.

Wen Rui quietly opened her small folding fan again, covering the corners of her mouth that couldn’t quite hide their twitch.

Her fox-like eyes now held no emotion as she watched Gu Qiqi nestled in Feng Jiying’s embrace.

She didn’t know why, but the sight felt… unbearable.

After regaining their strength, Gu Qingyun, Gu Cheng, Yun San, and Nan Qi jumped into action to help evacuate the omega and alpha students still on the field.

Gu Qingyun looked at the recovering omegas in confusion. “It’s strange… they were clearly forced into heat. With Gu Qiqi’s pheromone level so high, they should’ve been begging for her mark. But now, they’ve all regained their senses.”

Wen Cheng, also seeing this for the first time, said, “Let’s not worry about why for now. First, separate the alphas and omegas and send the omegas back to their campus dorms—before any more pheromone spikes happen.”

Then she turned toward Wen Rui, who was still watching like an audience member at a play.

“Dr. Wen, maybe now’s a good time to do your job and start treating the injured students.”

Wen Rui’s body still felt drained, though she kept her expression smooth and unaffected.

She didn’t know why seeing Gu Qiqi that close to Feng Jiying stirred something uncomfortable in her.

Gu Qiqi wasn’t even supposed to matter to her.

Even today, she had only seen Gu Qiqi as a chess piece in a larger plan.

Wen Rui ran her fingers along the handle of her fan.

Interesting.

The omegas who entered heat had managed to regain their minds.

And even she and Liu Huaiqing—despite being exposed to Gu Qiqi’s pheromones—hadn’t been forced into heat either.

Could it be… that Gu Qiqi’s pheromones didn’t contain any intent to dominate or mark?

If that was true, then Gu Qiqi might be the most unique alpha since the Federation developed six-gender differentiation.

Now she was truly intrigued.

Wen Rui smiled and turned to Wen Cheng. “Sister, don’t be so harsh. Why so aggressive? I’m just a delicate little omega, after all.”

“Don’t be so biased, Sister. Besides,” Wen Rui added with a sweet yet mocking smile, “watching my ex cuddle up to another omega… well, it doesn’t exactly feel great either. It’s a little hard not to get jealous, seeing how gentle she can be with someone else.”

Wen Cheng ignored her, refusing to rise to the bait.

But Feng Jiying heard every word loud and clear.

Not only did Gu Qiqi have Wen Rui as an ambiguous ex, she also carried the lingering scent of Liu Huaiqing’s pheromones.

And yet, she always wore that innocent look on her face—pretending she was unaffected by omega pheromones. But behind the scenes, she clearly knew how to play her cards.

At this point, Feng Jiying was too overwhelmed by pheromones to think clearly. Her mind had turned to mush, overrun by chaotic thoughts.

Her entire world seemed to center around Gu Qiqi.

“Gu Qiqi… you really are…” Feng Jiying murmured, her voice low and muddled.

Gu Qiqi, now having recovered some strength, nodded at Gu Qingyun in acknowledgment before turning her attention back to the field.

This chaos couldn’t have been an accident. It was clearly planned.

[System]: Host, I keep telling you—this is a spicy romance game. Why are you getting so hung up on plot details? The only thing that matters is whether you defused the crisis or not.

Gu Qiqi was about to respond when she noticed something was wrong with Feng Jiying in her arms.

“Feng Jiying? Are you okay?” she asked, her voice tightening.

Feng Jiying’s body was radiating heat. Her breath was burning hot, to the point that Gu Qiqi felt parched and light-headed just from being near her.

Liu Huaiqing, now calm and composed again, slowly turned the jade-green bracelet on her wrist and spoke with faint amusement.

“Feng Jiying has entered heat. You released an extremely concentrated level of pheromones earlier. Even though you didn’t mark her, the two of you are currently in a forced matching period. Your genetic compatibility is over 90 percent. Your pheromones will instinctively seek her out.”

“She’s in the fever phase of her heat,” Liu Huaiqing continued evenly. “If she’s not marked soon, her glands might rupture.”

Every word she said made Gu Qiqi’s brow twitch.

Is she serious?

[System]: Yep, she’s absolutely right. If you want to help Feng Jiying, the only way is to mark her. But remember, doing that means the story will jump straight to the adult content plotline. Think carefully before you decide.

Liu Huaiqing added calmly, “Feng Jiying won’t make it to the hospital. The gene suppressor collar you’re wearing was custom-designed to control your influence on her. During the forced pairing period, your pheromones affect her ten times more than usual. She’s already held out longer than anyone expected. Honestly… I’m impressed.”

Without responding, Gu Qiqi adjusted her hold and carefully lifted Feng Jiying into her arms.

She let Feng Jiying sit on her forearm, letting her rest her head gently in the curve of her neck, cradling her back with one arm.

It was a protective, almost possessive posture—one that wrapped Feng Jiying in both strength and comfort.

Liu Huaiqing gently rubbed the jade bangle on her wrist again, not sure why she’d even said so much just now.

“Thank you,” Gu Qiqi said softly as she turned to her, then immediately walked away.

Liu Huaiqing stood still, silently watching Gu Qiqi’s retreating back.

Liu Huaiqing lowered her gaze.

Based on what she knew of Feng Jiying, she would never willingly accept being marked by an alpha from the outer districts.

Even now, Liu Huaiqing believed that the only reason Feng Jiying had agreed to help save the alphas and omegas was because Gu Qiqi’s pheromones had clouded her judgment.

Once Feng Jiying regained her clarity, she would likely be disgusted by what had happened—resentful of the alpha who marked her.

And when that happened, Liu Huaiqing would finally have her chance.

Elsewhere, under the stage.

“Principal, three omegas were injured during the incident, and two alphas suffered mental shock. Are we really not going to intervene? Won’t the Federation hold us responsible?” the principal’s secretary asked, eyes full of concern.

The principal waved him off impatiently. “Most of the alphas involved were freshmen. That batch barely has any heirs from influential families—mostly discarded rich kids. And over 70% of the omegas were brought in from the outer districts. The remaining 30%? Low-level pheromone types. Not important.”

Then a slow smile crept onto the principal’s lips as he glanced in the direction Gu Qiqi had walked off.

A man nearing forty, a slightly greasy-looking alpha, spun the jade ring on his thumb as he chuckled, “Gu Qiqi is listed on a red-letter federal protection order. I’d really like to know what kind of alpha from the outer districts could get the Interstellar President himself involved.”

The secretary bowed his head, too cautious to respond.

The principal continued, “This year’s students at Military Academy 330 are full of hidden talents. Start an investigation into who orchestrated today’s incident.”

“Yes, sir,” the secretary replied.

A glint of excitement flickered in the principal’s eyes.

Who needed weak little omegas?

It was the strong, youthful alphas that were far more appealing.

“How many freshman classes do we currently have?” he asked.

“There are five,” the secretary answered.

“Have they elected class leaders yet?”

“Not yet. Gu Qiqi’s class only has five members—they haven’t reached the required seven.”

“Bring her back,” the principal ordered. “Each class is to choose a class monitor. I want to see which of them shows enough skill to be of use to me. As for Wen Cheng… she’s difficult to control. Keep a close eye on her. The Wen family produced an S-plus alpha, and she’s gotten arrogant—always trying to carve out benefits for herself. It’s time to put her in her place.”

The secretary hesitated, then said, “Omegas are always injected with suppressants before entering the alpha campus. There shouldn’t have been any heat episodes. But the person in charge of administering the pheromone inhibitors… is the school’s medical officer. Wen Rui.”

Outside the academy gates.

Gu Qiqi saw Feng Jiying’s car parked near the entrance.

Xiao Bai quickly got out and ran up to them when she saw Gu Qiqi holding Feng Jiying.

“President, what happened?” she asked, alarmed. “She’s burning up. This is the fever stage of heat… but wasn’t her last cycle already over?”

Xiao Bai’s glands had been removed. She was no longer affected by pheromones—functionally no different from a beta.

She frowned, clearly confused. “Today was just an award ceremony and an alpha combat competition. Why would she enter heat? The school’s supposed to take every precaution.”

Gu Qiqi replied calmly, “We’re still figuring that out. But right now, what should we do about Feng Jiying?”

Xiao Bai was still a relatively inexperienced omega, and since her glands had been removed, she didn’t fully understand the process of marking, let alone how to help.

“We should take her back to the villa,” Xiao Bai suggested. “I’ll call the private doctor immediately.”

Gu Qiqi nodded.

After helping Feng Jiying into the car, she noticed that her fever had worsened. Her forehead was burning hot, and her body was flushed red with heat.

Feng Jiying’s earlobes were so red they looked like they were bleeding.

She kept leaning into Gu Qiqi, breathing in her scent, inch by inch.

Like an octopus, she clung to Gu Qiqi, arms and legs entwined, letting out soft sighs of pleasure.

“Feng Jiying, get a hold of yourself,” Gu Qiqi said under her breath. “You’re the president of Feng Corporation—the dream omega of countless alphas in Central City. Don’t let a little pheromone influence rob you of your rationality.”

Feng Jiying’s whole body was hot and damp, a mix of heat and humidity radiating from her skin.

Her shirt was completely soaked with sweat, clinging tightly to her body and outlining her curves perfectly.

Gu Qiqi, for some reason, suddenly felt embarrassed. She turned her head away, not daring to look too long.

After all, Feng Jiying wasn’t in her right mind. Anything that happened now would feel like taking advantage of someone vulnerable.

Xiao Bai, sensing the tension, quietly raised the privacy panel between the front and back seats, shielding them from view.

Feng Jiying weakly raised her arm, trying to wrap it around Gu Qiqi’s neck. But she didn’t have enough strength, so her hand only managed to catch the pheromone-suppressing collar around Gu Qiqi’s neck.

Caught off guard, Gu Qiqi was pulled down by the sudden tug. Their faces nearly collided.

Their lips were just centimeters apart, warm breaths brushing against each other’s skin.

From this distance, Gu Qiqi could even see the fine peach fuzz on Feng Jiying’s cheeks.

No wonder she’s the ultimate CEO omega, she thought. Even when delirious, she’s still commanding and unreasonable.

Gu Qiqi narrowed her eyes. “If you wake up and blame me later, don’t try anything. I don’t take that kind of thing lying down.”

Feng Jiying’s eyes were bloodshot. The corners were flushed, as if someone had painted red shadow across her lids. It blended perfectly with her upward-slanting eyes, making her look devastatingly seductive.

“What are you so afraid of?” Feng Jiying said hoarsely. “You’re the alpha. You won’t be the one at a disadvantage. I’m the omega, and I haven’t complained once. Why are you acting like such a coward?”

Gu Qiqi blinked. “So, you’re still conscious.”

“Perfect. Then hurry up and reset the suppressor,” she said quickly. “You just need to reactivate the collar. It’ll block my pheromones and bring your body back to normal.”

As she spoke, Gu Qiqi pressed the small sensor light of the collar against Feng Jiying’s lips.

Meanwhile, Xiao Bai, still driving, was growing increasingly anxious.

She knew that an omega entering heat wasn’t inherently dangerous.

But once they entered the fever stage, if they weren’t marked soon, their glands could suffer irreversible damage.

Feng Jiying’s lips were unbearably dry. She licked them, and her tongue accidentally brushed over the collar’s small sensor light—right where Gu Qiqi had pressed it.

The device let out a series of beeps.

[System Notification: Gene suppression collar malfunctioned. Please rebind or replace with a new collar.]

Gu Qiqi stared at it in disbelief. “Seriously? That was it? One-time use? What kind of trash is this?”

She reached to take the collar off, but Feng Jiying grabbed it tightly.

“This is all your fault,” she said, voice raspy. “If not for you, that collar would’ve lasted three months. It cost 750,000 credits. You’re paying for it.”

The moment she mentioned money, Gu Qiqi’s temper spiked. Her signature wolf-cut seemed to bristle as she glared with wide, sharp eyes.

“Why should I pay? I gave you the choice. You were the one who chose to help those students! If you hadn’t deactivated it, it wouldn’t be broken. Besides, I joined this for the prize money from the combat challenge. That was worth a million! But now, because of all this, I didn’t even get to compete. Not only did I lose the prize, now I’m supposed to owe 750k? This is daylight robbery!”

Frustrated, she grabbed Feng Jiying’s wrists and easily pinned both of them with one hand, lifting them above her head.

But the position was… uncomfortably intimate.

Especially in the tight space of the car, where the mix of Gu Qiqi’s sweet pheromones and Feng Jiying’s rich, coffee-scented ones blended into a heavy, irresistible fragrance.

It was like a perfectly brewed cup of coffee—deep, warm, and laced with the richness of cane sugar—sweet, smooth, and addictively intoxicating.

“We’ll be back at the villa soon,” Gu Qiqi said, voice a little lower. “Your private doctor will be there. You’ll feel better.”

But only Feng Jiying knew how unbearable it really was.

Her body felt like a black hole—empty, aching, devouring every bit of Gu Qiqi’s scent, yet still left hollow.

It was like a dry well in the middle of the desert. A few drops of rain weren’t enough. She needed more—so much more.

And for some reason, Gu Qiqi’s lips kept drawing her gaze.

Those lips that always said things she didn’t want to hear now looked strangely… tempting.

“Five thousand,” Feng Jiying whispered. “One kiss.”

“…What?” Gu Qiqi blinked, startled.

“Ten thousand. A proper kiss.”

“You can’t just throw money at people! I may be broke, but I have dignity!” she shot back.

“Twenty thousand. A French kiss.”

Gu Qiqi raised her chin defiantly. “I, Gu Qiqi, stand tall and live with honor. I don’t sell myself.”

“Fifty thousand… just make me feel good—”

She didn’t finish the sentence.

Because Gu Qiqi leaned down and kissed her.

Her lips met Feng Jiying’s before another word could come out.

Feng Jiying’s hands were still pinned, so she could only squirm in resistance, using what little strength she had left.

“Mmm…” she murmured, lips caught between protest and submission.

This Gu Qiqi really is a money-grubber, she thought.

And honestly? A little dense.

Didn’t she realize?

Feng Jiying was the wealthiest woman in all of Central City.

There was no one more worth spoiling. No one who could give more.

As long as someone made her happy, she could provide everything.

Money, power, protection.

And yet… her kissing skills were still so clumsy.

Feng Jiying sighed softly, lips barely parting as she whispered:

“Gu Qiqi… open your mouth.”