Transmigrated into the body of the vain and materialistic ex-girlfriend of a young master

Bo Jinghuai had been patiently waiting, and by now he was almost sick with embarrassment.

The air pressure in the entire private room suddenly dropped as Enigma's pheromones were silently released.

An overwhelming sense of oppression.

Those Omegas turned pale and their legs went weak.

Lu Mohan immediately waved his hand: "All of you, get out!"

The waiter quickly stepped forward and led the Omegas, whose legs had gone weak, out of the room.

The door to the private room closed, and it became quiet all of a sudden.

Yan Sichen sighed and leaned back: "Jing Huai, are you even capable?"

Bo Jinghuai glanced at him.

That look in his eyes was arrogant, haughty, and even a little disdainful.

"If I pull it out, it'll scare you to death." He said calmly.

Yan Sichen raised his hands in surrender: "Okay, okay, you're amazing."

Pei Zixian pushed up his glasses and said, "Jinghuai, the guys here aren't just sending you people for your amusement."

"Your sensitive period is getting increasingly unbearable. If you don't try to alleviate it with Omega soon, what if something goes wrong?"

Bo Jinghuai picked up the wine glass on the table and took a sip.

"Do you think I want to endure this?"

"None of the Omegas in the gene pool have a match rate of over 60%."

"Those numbers, let alone 60, didn't even reach 50."

He smirked: "Sleep with them? Who knows if I'll be the one sleeping with them, or if they'll be taking advantage of my body?"

Yan Sichen burst out laughing.

Lu Mohan shook his head: "Your pickiness is unmatched."

Bo Jinghuai didn't reply. He leaned back on the sofa and closed his eyes.

The private room was silent for a few seconds.

Pei Zixian then said, "Your father's pressuring you a lot. If all else fails, how about trying to find a highly compatible Alpha?"

Bo Jinghuai opened his eyes.

"Alpha?" His voice held a hint of mockery. "Smells even worse."

Yan Sichen chuckled: "Then what are we going to do? Are you just going to endure this like this?"

"If your fertile period suddenly becomes too high, pheromone imbalance is no joke."

Bo Jinghuai didn't speak, but tapped his fingers lightly on the armrest of the sofa.

Lu Mohan poured another glass of wine and pushed it in front of Bo Jinghuai.

"Jing Huai," he said, "why don't we call Shen Qingyue over to keep you company?"

Bo Jinghuai raised his eyes but did not speak.

Lu Mohan continued, "She has always liked you."

"We've tested it in the gene bank, and it matches you 59%."

"She's also the only Omega who can get close to you without you immediately telling her to get lost."

Yan Sichen interjected, "Yes, you two are childhood sweethearts, you grew up together, and the Shen family has always wanted to arrange a marriage between you."

Bo Jinghuai picked up his wine glass and took a sip.

"I don't feel any attraction." He put down his cup, his voice flat. "I don't want to marry her."

Pei Zixian pushed up his glasses: "A 59% match is not low for someone with such top-tier genes as you. It should at least alleviate your symptoms during your susceptible period."

Bo Jinghuai leaned back, crossing his long legs.

"Relieve it?" He smirked. "What's the difference between that and taking medicine?"

"What I want is a spark, a connection, not settling."

Lu Mohan sighed, "Your demands are too high."

Yan Sichen swirled his wine glass: "If you ask me, you've never experienced the pleasures of Omega. You don't know how good it is until you try it—"

Bo Jinghuai glanced at him: "Taste what? Taste those pheromones that make me nauseous just from the smell?"

Yan Sichen shut up.

The private room fell silent again.

Pei Zixian suddenly remembered something and said, "By the way, Jing Huai, those months when you were obsessed with racing and your grandfather suppressed your pheromones and pretended to be a Beta and kicked you out of the house."

He paused, then looked at Bo Jinghuai: "Have you gotten a girlfriend?"

Bo Jinghuai paused.

Lu Mohan and Yan Sichen both looked over.

Pei Zixian continued, "I heard that she dumped you?"

Bo Jinghuai put down his wine glass, the bottom of which made a crisp sound as it hit the coffee table.

He looked at Pei Zixian with the same look he gave him, as if he were a fool.

"What do you mean she dumped me?" Bo Jinghuai's voice turned cold.

"She's a gold digger who snobs and loves the poor, and she's a Beta too."

He scoffed, "I wouldn't even glance at her normally."

Yan Sichen became interested: "So how did you talk to her?"

Bo Jinghuai frowned, seemingly reluctant to recall the memory.

"At that time, my pheromones were suppressed and my identity was hidden. The old man wanted me to suffer a bit."

"That woman was a member of a bullying group at school, leading the bullying of ordinary people, including me at the time. She was very arrogant and domineering."

Lu Mohan raised an eyebrow: "So you...?"

Bo Jinghuai said, "Although I don't like her, she just happened to provoke me, so I took advantage of it."

"In that small group, the Su family held a relatively high position, and after that, my life became much quieter."

"As for dating? It was just for fun. I didn't even hold her hand."

Pei Zixian: "Then why was she the one who dumped you?"

Bo Jinghuai's eyes grew even colder. "The Su family got involved with a powerful figure in Beijing and wanted to arrange a marriage, so she couldn't wait to come and cut ties with me."

Yan Sichen laughed out loud: "So you were dumped because you were a poor guy?"

Bo Jinghuai glanced at him.

That look made Yan Sichen's laughter catch in his throat.

"Not seeking revenge on her afterwards is already a sign of my magnanimity." Bo Jinghuai's voice was calm, yet it revealed an arrogant and condescending tone.

"Don't stoop to the level of ordinary people."

Lu Mohan shook his head: "You really are something else."

Bo Jinghuai picked up his wine glass again.

"A Beta." He took a sip of his drink, his voice indifferent.

"There aren't even any pheromones."

"Looking back now, I realize I was forced into this situation by the old man and had no choice but to humble myself."

Bo Jinghuai had barely finished speaking.

The door to the private room was suddenly pushed open.

A slender figure stumbled in.

The waiter hurriedly followed behind her, saying, "Miss, you can't go in."

The girl has already come in.

She stood up straight, slightly out of breath.

Under the light, her small face was excessively delicate.

Her skin was fair and radiant, her eyes were large with slightly upturned corners, and her lips were a natural, tender red. She looked delicate and precious.