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

The tall Alpha kissed delicately, savoring some delicacy.

Su Jingsheng's body grew weaker and weaker, and she could barely sit up. Large tears streamed down her face.

After kissing for a while, Bo Jinghuai reluctantly looked up at her.

The little girl's eyes were red and moist, her almond-shaped eyes filled with tears, looking as if she had been badly bullied.

"Baby," his voice was hoarse, "why is it so soft?"

Su Jingsheng was so shocked that she couldn't speak. She could only hug his neck, bury her face in his shoulder, and sob, "How could you bully me like that?"

Bo Jinghuai didn't answer. He put his arm around her, letting her lean on his shoulder, and gently patted her back to comfort her.

After a while, Su Jingsheng finally calmed down and whispered, "My dress is all wrinkled."

"Buy a new one." Bo Jinghuai didn't care.

"My hair is all messed up too."

"I'll comb it again later."

The little girl made a fuss for a while, and he tolerated it all.

She got tired of making a fuss and stopped talking, leaning against him obediently.

……

at the same time.

The most exclusive private club in Beijing, with its penthouse suite.

Yan Sichen leaned back in the large sofa, his shirt buttons undone up to his chest.

A female Omega wearing a black halter dress was kneeling beside him, looking up at him.

Yan Sichen hooked his finger under her chin, smiling playfully.

"New here? I've never seen you before."

The female Omega blinked and said in a soft voice, "Young Master Yan, my name is Lily, I just arrived last week."

Yan Sichen said "oh" and rubbed his thumb on her lips.

"Very well-behaved."

Lily leaned forward, placed her hand on his leg, and slowly moved forward.

Yan Sichen didn't stop him, but leaned back and closed his eyes.

On the other side, Lu Mohan sat on a single sofa.

He also had an Omega sitting in his lap, wearing a white lace dress and with long hair.

The girl was quiet, just leaning against him, her fingers twirling around the buttons on his shirt.

Lu Mohan had one hand on her waist and the other holding a glass of whiskey, letting her serve him.

Pei Zixian sat on the sofa opposite him.

Beside him stood a female Omega wearing a light blue dress, with a pure and innocent appearance and watery eyes.

She was unbuttoning his cuffs.

Omega looked up at him, her eyes bright. "Young Master Pei, should I roll up my sleeves?"

Pei Zixian looked down at her and said, "Mm."

The girl obediently rolled up his shirt sleeves to his elbows, revealing his strong forearms.

Then she leaned forward, pressed her face against his arm, and gently rubbed against him.

"Young Master Pei," she whispered, "your pheromones are a little unstable today."

Pei Zixian hummed in agreement.

His vulnerable period is approaching, although it's not as severe as Bo Jinghuai's, it will still have an impact.

The girl tilted her head back and kissed his chin.

"I'll help you," she said.

Pei Zixian remained silent, which was taken as tacit consent.

The girl's hand slid down his chest and unbuckled his belt.

Pei Zixian closed his eyes.

The minty pheromones gradually emanated, crisp and calm, just like him.

The Omega in his arms pressed softly against him.

Her pheromones also smell like jasmine, and are gentle.

The compatibility score with Pei Zixian is 80%, which is quite high.

Normally, Pei Zixian would enjoy this kind of comfort.

But today is a little different.

His minty scent wafted through the air, partly enveloping the Omega in his arms, while the rest seemed to drift away on its own.

It floated toward his coat, which was resting on the armrest of the sofa.

The pearl hair clip was in the coat pocket.

A hair clip scented with Su Jingsheng's rose fragrance.

The minty scent seemed to have discovered something even more alluring, and it lingered around the pocket fabric, gently caressing it.

Pei Zixian opened his eyes.

He sensed it; his pheromones were actively moving closer to the hair clip.

The Omega in his arms noticed his distraction, looked up, and asked, "Young Master Pei?"

Pei Zixian looked down at her.

The girl's eyes were hazy, and her lips were slightly parted; she was yearning for the comfort of his pheromones.

Pei Zixian closed his eyes again, releasing even more of the minty scent.

The girl sighed contentedly and leaned back into his arms.

But Pei Zixian's attention was not on her.

he was thinking.

Why did his mint actively seek out the rose scent on that hair clip?

The jasmine scent, with an 80% compatibility, was right in his arms, but his pheromones preferred the faint hint of rose.

How well do they match?

……

Pei Zixian recalled the zither music he had heard in the auditorium earlier that day.

I recalled how Bo Jinghuai protected people in public.

I recall the old man's strongly worded email.

For the first time, Pei Zixian's mind was in turmoil.

Inside the private room, Yan Sichen was making a bit more noise; he was gripping Lily's waist... a little roughly.

Lily bit her lip and let out a soft moan.

Lu Mohan remained indifferent, but his hand was already pressing down on the back of the Omega's neck beside his leg.

Pei Zixian looked at them, then pulled himself out of his thoughts and looked down at the obedient Omega in his arms.

The girl was looking up at him with a dreamy expression, trying to please him.

"Young Master Pei," she said softly, "you seem to have something on your mind today."

Pei Zixian raised his hand and gently stroked her cheek.

"It's nothing," he said.

He released his pheromones again, this time with a stronger minty scent, to soothe the girl in his arms.

But the wisp of minty scent that secretly drifted toward the pearl hair clip still lingered stubbornly.

It's like something is being longed for.

Pei Zixian closed his eyes, strained them a little, and stopped being distracted.

……

Three days later, the results of the piano competition were announced.

Su Jingsheng did not make it into the top three.

The list was posted on the bulletin board of the art building. She looked at it from beginning to end but couldn't even find her own name.

Other Omegas participating nearby were whispering among themselves.

"Su Jingsheng didn't make it? She plays so well."

"Was there any rigging involved with the judging?"

"Don't talk nonsense, the judges are all professionals."

Su Jingsheng stood in front of the bulletin board, staring at the list for a long time.

I felt a little disappointed, but mostly confused.

She knows perfectly well how well she plays.

She also saw the reactions of the audience.

This shouldn't be the result.