Chapter 3: Giving Him the Best

Qin Wen had shown exceptional talent since he was a child. He learned everything quickly, which was an implicit sign of being an Alpha. So, the Qin family assumed he would differentiate into an Alpha. However, when Qin Wen turned sixteen, he unexpectedly differentiated into an Omega. The intense mint scent left Qin Yaosheng stunned. How could his proud son…

Omegas can’t inherit the family business. They are heavily influenced by pheromones, and during their heat, they become like beasts that have lost their dignity and personality—emotional, pessimistic, and moody.

Qin Wen could never forget lying on the bed in his bedroom at that time. Qin Yaosheng just glanced at him indifferently, no longer doting as before. His eyes were full of disappointment and coldness, like sharp blades piercing through him.

The year after Qin Wen was confirmed as an Omega, Qin Yaosheng had a second child.

Qin Yaosheng would never know the impact his actions had on Qin Wen. He only wanted a qualified Alpha heir.

Qin Wen’s younger brother, Qin Shu, was exceptionally talented. Now ten years old, he had undergone high-end technical tests many times, with a 90% probability of differentiating into an Alpha. Qin Yaosheng doted on him greatly, pouring everything Qin Wen lost over the years double onto Qin Shu.

Since getting married, Qin Wen hadn’t returned to the Qin family for a long time. Except for work-related needs, Qin Yaosheng wouldn’t contact him either. Qin Wen had long forgotten that place as home. He originally thought marrying Chi Han would start another relatively peaceful life, but it turned out to be self-deception. However, this child was different. He completely belonged to Qin Wen. Upon confirming the existence of this little life, a particularly wonderful and beautiful feeling suddenly rose in Qin Wen’s heart.

Whether it’s an Alpha or an Omega, I will give him the best, Qin Wen thought.

The doctor lectured for three hours, but Qin Wen remained unmoved. They had to respect the patient’s opinion. In the end, the doctor prescribed a bunch of medicine for Qin Wen. Upon learning he hadn’t been fully marked, the doctor was surprised and said with an unclear expression, “Logically, a temporary mark shouldn’t last this long, and you said your last encounter was when he was drunk and didn’t enter the reproductive cavity. So, I can basically conclude that your ex-husband is an Alpha with a very strong pheromone level.”

Top-level Alphas can ignore some potential rules. Generally, Alphas need to enter the reproductive cavity to impregnate an Omega, but they don’t need to.

Qin Wen didn’t refute.

The doctor looked at Qin Wen with sympathy, “I must remind you one last time, such an Alpha won’t make it easy for your child either. You will become a pheromone-consuming machine, and without relief, you could have a mental breakdown at any time.”

Qin Wen calmly said, “I can use inhibitors.”

The doctor almost laughed in anger. There are inhibitors for pregnant Omegas that can somewhat alleviate their craving for pheromones, but the effect is minimal. Many who initially insisted on having the child came back three months later, tormented to the point of despair, insisting on an abortion. They don’t cry until they see the coffin.

Qin Wen didn’t get home until the evening. He placed the medicine on the bedside table, originally planning to tidy up the living room, but decided not to tire himself out. Instead, he cooked a bowl of noodles. When he’s home alone, he usually eats instant noodles, just to fill his stomach, but now it’s different.

While cooking noodles, a smile finally appeared on Qin Wen’s face, the first in months, as if the rain had cleared and the sky was bright again.

Qin Wen ate noodles while browsing online about what pregnant Omegas should pay attention to. When he saw some amusing shares, he could smile. In short, his dry life finally welcomed vitality because of this new life.

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After work, Chi Han got into the car. The driver, Chen Yun, a Beta who had been with Chi Han for five years, asked softly when he saw his boss close his eyes, “Mr. Chi, where to?”

“Star City Garden.” After saying that, Chi Han frowned slightly, as if he had given the wrong answer, but he didn’t correct it.

The car drove all the way to Star City Garden. As soon as Chi Han got out, he saw the dark living room. He opened the door, and most of the mint scent in the air had dissipated. Normally, Qin Wen would be in home clothes, quickly stepping forward to hand him slippers and warmly say, “Welcome home.”

Chi Han felt uncomfortable, but he couldn’t figure out the source of this discomfort. He stubbornly opened the master bedroom door and pulled open the wardrobe. Sure enough, everything related to Qin Wen was gone. He was a cautious person, and since things were already said, he wouldn’t leave anything unresolved.

Very well, Chi Han sat on the bed, his face cold enough to freeze, staring at the empty wardrobe.

The next day, Chi Han had his assistant hire a diligent housekeeper.

After a banquet, Chi Han returned home with a bit of alcohol on him. The housekeeper, Aunt Liu, quickly made a bowl of pear soup to sober him up. Chi Han sat on the sofa, squinting at it, then took a sip. His demeanor was calm, but his expression changed slightly upon tasting it. The temperature around him dropped suddenly, feeling a bit chilly. Aunt Liu, sensing something, asked uneasily, “Is it… not to your taste?”

“No,” Chi Han said in a deep voice, then picked up his coat and stood up, leaving the rest untouched. “I just don’t have an appetite. You should rest early.”

Qin Wen used to like making pear soup to sober up. If Chi Han wasn’t home by nine, it would always be simmering in the kitchen, and the sweet, light aroma would greet him as soon as he walked in.

Chi Han didn’t know what was wrong with him. The emotions currently surging in his heart were like waste produced by his otherwise precise mind.

Chi Han took off his clothes and went into the bathroom. Ice flowers spread along the walls, and the powerful pheromones filled the room, reflecting his foul mood.

Half a month passed in a flash. Qin Wen’s morning sickness became more severe. It used to be just in the morning, but recently, even the smell of strong fishiness made him nauseous. Unfortunately, he couldn’t immediately drop his work, so he had to gradually let go. There was a dinner that night about a new project for the Qin family. Qin Yaosheng valued it greatly, calling four or five times in two days, without once asking how Qin Wen was doing.

He was used to it. Qin Wen, dressed in a suit, stood in front of the full-length mirror, adjusting his tie. Less than two months in, he wasn’t showing yet. Once this period was over, he would return everything to Qin Yaosheng and leave Mo City.

The location was a newly opened Chinese restaurant, with a simple and heavy decor. The redwood facade was particularly grand. As soon as Qin Wen got out of the car, he ran into someone familiar.