Ji Xueying recently discovered that his already unlucky life seemed to have become even more unfortunate.

First, he lost his job, then his savings were gone, and now a troublesome local gang was blocking his doorstep demanding repayment.

With nowhere to go, Ji Xueying squatted by the roadside, lighting a cigarette to contemplate his life.

As the smoke cleared, a seventeen-year-old alpha stepped out of a luxury car nearby, tugging at his clothes and pleading coquettishly:

“Brother Aying, please take me in. I have lots and lots of money.”

In a moment of infatuation, Ji Xueying took home this top alpha college boy who was unloved by his parents, had only money but no affection.

The college boy was obedient and clingy, warming the bed every day waiting for him to return from work. Ji Xueying also noticed that ever since the boy came into his life, all his misfortunes vanished, and his days grew better and better.

Those who had bullied him either died or were injured, influential figures ended up behind bars, and even the local gang that had been arrogant for over twenty years frantically sought him out, crying and begging for mercy.

Their terrified faces made it seem as if some invisible demon lurked behind him.

Puzzled, Ji Xueying turned around, but there was no demon—only an obedient, clingy, and sweet-talking warm-hearted college boy.

The boy leaned in with his warm body, gazing at him with sincere eyes. “Brother Aying, I just want to make you happy.”

Until Ji Xueying willingly exposed his gland, and the top alpha’s pheromones went into a frenzied rampage, yet he couldn’t obtain even a shred of relief.

A beta who couldn’t be marked could never soothe an alpha’s susceptibility period.

Shen Jici finally shed his human mask, his expression icy, his crimson eyes filled with unspeakable resentment.

“Then turn him into an omega.”

Shen Jici, the designated heir of the wealthy Shen family, suddenly learned that his despised nominal father had an illegitimate child living outside.

The illegitimate child was a beta, lowly in status and life, yet blessed with a saintly heart, foolishly meddling in every rotten affair, so s*upid that Shen Jici found it disgusting to even glance at him.

He took away his job, swindled his savings, watched as debt collectors blocked him from returning home, and still, with overflowing kindness, attempted to take him in, saying he could support him and give him a home.

What a delusional dream.

Shen Jici looked down at the person locked on the hospital bed, his voice soft yet scolding. “Brother Aying, you said you wouldn’t leave me.”

“Why. Did. You. Run?”

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