Honest Beta gets scammed

Originally, this incident was at most a minor episode of luck and unease for Li Qing, but as time went on, things gradually became more complicated.

Inside the private room, the music was deafening, and the atmosphere was noisy.

He Xiangchen leaned back casually on the sofa, one arm around a beautiful and alluring Omega receptionist, responding to the conversations offered by the person next to him, his face displaying a carefree and unrestrained demeanor.

Yang An sat on the other sofa, holding a wine glass, but his eyes kept glancing at He Xiangchen.

He had been a professional spy on He Xiangchen for many years and was extremely sensitive to any emotional changes in He Xiangchen.

Although He Xiangchen looks quite happy now, just like usual, he can tell that He Xiangchen is actually not very interested.

The others weren't as perceptive as Yang An; they all eagerly surrounded He Xiangchen, striking up conversations with him.

In their respective families, these people were basically marginal figures who had been completely kicked out of the line of succession. However, if they could really improve their relationship with He Xiangchen, their status in their families would inevitably rise accordingly.

"Mr. He, please try this. It's not very strong, but the aftertaste is exceptionally fragrant." A young man solicitously handed over a glass of mixed cocktail.

He Xiangchen didn't even lift his eyelids, just hummed in agreement, took the wine glass, and took a small sip.

Seeing this, another quickly changed the subject: "Speaking of which, Mr. He has been in high spirits lately, coming to Shengxin every day. The brothers are almost unable to keep up with him."

"Absolutely! I feel like I've spent more time at Shengxin these past two weeks than at home!"

They've actually been feeling a bit overwhelmed these past few days.

He Xiangchen is known for his love of fun and often organizes such gatherings, but he certainly doesn't do it every day.

Previously, he would come to Shengxin about two or three times a week, but recently, for more than half a month, He Xiangchen has been coming every day without fail, and he stays there until four or five in the morning.

Many people are quite reluctant to attend; several missed today and stayed home to catch up on sleep.

Upon hearing this, He Xiangchen raised his eyes, swirled the wine in his glass, and lazily said, "Just bored. What else could it be?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the group of people around him immediately started flattering him.

"Absolutely! Mr. He, if you want to have fun, we'll definitely play along!"

"Yeah, whatever's bothering you, a few drinks and some fun will make it all go away!"

"Come, come, Mr. He, let me toast you!"

Amid the noise, there was a gentle knock on the door of the private room.

He Xiangchen's hand, which had been lazily resting on the sofa, paused almost imperceptibly. He gently raised his eyes and looked towards the doorway.

The door was pushed open, and a waiter walked in.

The waiter was well-dressed, carrying a tray. He spoke in a sweet voice and bowed slightly to the group: "Hello, everyone, here are your drinks."

As he spoke, he walked to the coffee table and arranged the drinks.

Before leaving, she stole a glance at He Xiangchen, and seeing that He Xiangchen wasn't interested and wasn't looking this way, she turned and left.

No one in the private room paid any attention to the waiter; the noise continued unabated.

He Xiangchen picked up the glass beside him, took a sip of the drink, then put it down again. He reached for the tablet computer on the table, swiped his fingers on it a few times, and ordered some more drinks.

Seeing this, Yang An asked somewhat strangely, "Didn't it just come on? Why are you ordering more?"

Upon hearing this, He Xiangchen raised his head and gave him a slight smile.

"I want to drink something different."

The Omega receptionist in his arms blinked, quickly moved closer, and began to recommend things to him with a playful laugh.

She gets a cut from these drinks.

Soon, there was another knock on the door.

Another waiter came in carrying a tray, bowed slightly to everyone, and placed the drinks on the tray.

When he bent over, his head was directly in He Xiangchen's direction. He Xiangchen looked at the golden hair dyed like a parrot's and was immediately stung and looked away.

Ten minutes later.

He Xiangchen smiled and looked at the Omega in his arms, asking softly, "Want some cake?"

The Omega was taken aback, then her face lit up with a flattered expression, and she quickly nodded shyly.

He Xiangchen smiled and handed over the tablet.

Omega blushed, ordered a matcha cake, and whispered, "...I'll order a six-inch one, Mr. He, shall we eat together?"

"Okay." He Xiangchen nodded with a smile.

A short while later, there was another knock on the door of the private room.

He Xiangchen raised his head and looked over with sharp eyes.

The door was slowly pushed open, and Li Qing had just stepped into the private room when he made eye contact with He Xiangchen.

He paused, swallowed hard, and then said softly, "Excuse me, everyone, this is the matcha cake you ordered."

As he spoke, he carried the tray forward, took the cake off the tray, and carefully placed it on the coffee table.

"Hello, do you need it cut open?"

He Xiangchen looked at him and nodded slightly.

Upon seeing this, Li Qing opened the cake box, picked up the accompanying knife, and cut the exquisite matcha cake into several roughly equal pieces.

After finishing, He Xiangchen casually picked up a plate and handed it to the Omega next to him.

The Omega immediately beamed with joy and snuggled into He Xiangchen's arms.

"Thank you, Mr. He!"

Seeing this, Li Qing felt that his task was completed and prepared to leave with the tray.

The next second, a wad of banknotes was gently tossed into the tray with a "thud".

Li Qing froze, his movements halting. He looked up at He Xiangchen with a flustered expression.

He Xiangchen's expression was indifferent. He merely raised his chin slightly, and his voice was neither too loud nor too soft, but enough for everyone around him to hear.

"Take one plate with you."

Li Qing didn't understand what he meant at first. She looked down at the money on the tray, then followed his gaze to the coffee table, and realized that He Xiangchen was referring to the cake on the coffee table.

He quickly shook his head and refused in a low voice, "No, no, I can't..."

"Take it away." He Xiangchen interrupted him with a cold smile. "Shouldn't you be starving to death by now?"

Upon hearing this, Li Qing fell silent, his face turning completely red.

He knew that He Xiangchen was talking about what happened in the elevator last time.

But, but he didn't do it on purpose that time, and he's been bringing his own steamed buns lately, so he won't do it like before...

Li Qing pouted, instinctively wanting to say something in her own defense.

But when he looked up, he found that He Xiangchen had already looked away, sipping his wine, as if nothing had happened.

The previously noisy crowd around him had fallen silent at some point, and all eyes were on him.

That budding courage vanished in an instant.

Li Qing still ended up playing the fool.

Amidst scrutinizing gazes, he hesitantly reached out, picked up one of the least aesthetically pleasing pieces of cake from the coffee table, placed it on a tray, and quickly turned and left the private room.

The Omega in He Xiangchen's arms held a cake in his hand, looking somewhat bewildered.

Recalling the thick wad of unspecified banknotes on Li Qing's tray and the identical cake that had been taken away, he looked down at the cake in his own hand.

Ok?

Something seems off :)