Chapter 45: The Beta Who Hates Alphas Part 2

Liu Yunyue looked up at the two men. “You’re his loyal dogs, aren’t you? Heh, do you really think changing your genes is such a great thing?”

“What do you mean?” Shen Anliu raised an eyebrow.

“This society’s system ensures alphas hold all the power—always have, from ancient times to now. The rulers are always the minority. You think those alphas will share their power? Dream on.”

“You…”

“You think I hid abroad because I was scared of him?” Liu Yunyue laughed, the sound harsh and grating. “The side effects of forced gene alteration are irreversible. Your mind, your emotions—everything spirals out of control.”

Yu Sui was stunned.

He looked at Shen Anliu, whose expression had turned grave.

“You two should go.”

Liu Yunyue pinched the bridge of his nose, resolve hardening in his eyes. “I can’t run forever, but he won’t get off easy either!”

That arrogant, superior alpha saw the fragile Omega in his eyes as something weak, in need of protection.

Alphas ruled. Omegas were the vulnerable ones. Betas were just average. It was an idea rooted deep in tradition, education, and society—keeping everyone in their place, doing what their gender was “meant” to do.

Liu Yunyue rejected it all. He didn’t like alphas. He didn’t want kids. He wanted to be the one in power—no, he wanted to crush them underfoot.

He wasn’t selfless. He was selfish, flawed—not some perfect little Omega.

Those were words he’d once flung at the man. The man had taken an interest precisely because he wasn’t like a typical Omega.

In that man’s eyes, Omegas shouldn’t have ambitions. They should be soft and compliant.

The two of them could never see eye to eye. They never would.

Seeing his determination, Yu Sui and Shen Anliu exchanged a glance before standing up.

The three men outside had been on edge, ears strained for any sound from the room.

When Yu Sui and Shen Anliu emerged unharmed, they let out a collective sigh of relief.

“Everything okay?”

Yu Sui shook his head.

Their manager hurried over. Seeing nothing amiss, he relaxed. “You guys must be starving. Head to the private room next door and eat.”

They thanked him.

Shen Anliu had no appetite. The organization… maybe…

Yu Sui’s mood was heavy too.

The three others glanced around warily before Jiang Nianxing broke the silence. “What did he say to you? You…”

“He’s an Omega who was turned into an alpha.” Shen Anliu explained, filling them in on the organization.

“And you… you’re…?”

Shen Anliu nodded. “I’m a beta who was turned into an alpha.”

“Now it looks like it was all a scam.”

“Outrageous.” Lu Jinxia frowned. “No one keeps these people in check?”

“Those alphas getting shelved by the company—it couldn’t be…” He Baiyan trailed off as realization hit.

“The company won’t stay quiet much longer.” Shen Anliu said firmly.

Halfway through the meal, Lin Xiaoyi’s call came in again. “Shen Anliu, I’ve got something huge to tell you. Where are you?”

“What’s up?”

“It’s big—huge! Meet at the usual spot.”

Shen Anliu stood. “I’ve gotta meet a friend.”

Yu Sui watched his retreating back, worry flickering in his eyes. “Be safe.”

“Don’t worry.” Shen Anliu nodded.

“Why’d you stay behind, Sui Sui?” Jiang Nianxing asked, puzzled. He stared at Yu Sui. “You know that organization?”

Yu Sui shook his head.

“What’s your designation?” He Baiyan eyed him, brow furrowing slightly.

Yu Sui chatted with the System about the bombshell they’d just heard.

[Who knew the original plot hid such darkness? So the protagonist’s “victory” was just an illusion?] The System sounded shocked. [So dark.]

“I’m starting to doubt my own designation now.” Yu Sui frowned. “What if I’m an Omega turned alpha too?”

[Well…] The System couldn’t confirm.

Whatever. It didn’t matter.

Yu Sui eyed Lu Jinxia, pondering how to complete that task.

His head throbbed. With everything so chaotic, was pushing this really a good idea?

After eating, they rode back to the apartment with the driver.

They’d planned to rest separately.

But He Baiyan got a message and arched a brow before heading out.

Jiang Nianxing took a call. Curses erupted from the other end, and his tone turned mocking. “Sounds like things are going great for you.”

“Jiang Nianxing, get your ass back here if you ever want your mother’s relics!”

“Tch.” Jiang Nianxing scowled, shot Yu Sui a glance, then left.

Lu Jinxia’s phone buzzed with a message too, but he deleted it without a second thought.

As if he’d go rescue Zuo Meng. Ridiculous.

“Something wrong?” Yu Sui asked blankly.

“Those guys probably fell into the organization’s hands.” Lu Jinxia said. “I got a message from Zuo Meng—go to him, or our parents’ graves get desecrated.”

“Huh?” Yu Sui’s eyes widened.

“They all got the same threats, I bet.” Lu Jinxia shrugged. “Lucky my parents were never good to me.”

Hearing that tugged at Yu Sui’s heartstrings, stirring memories of his own past. He felt deep sympathy.

And here he was, about to do something so beastly. Self-loathing washed over him.

Maybe he shouldn’t.

Yu Sui made up his mind.

He Baiyan returned to the He Family. The investigation from the show had them tied up, and Bai Jia had been taken away—suspected to be working with Star Sea Entertainment’s backers.

So they’d messaged him, begging for rescue.

“Bai Jia will be fine. Don’t worry.” He Baiyan told the frantic pair who bowed to him.

They thought he’d plead with the company. Swallowing their anger, they groveled. “We were wrong before, Baiyan…”

“I’ve got things to do. Later.” He Baiyan left, heart unmoved. He’d expected some satisfaction, but that spark had long fizzled out.

His eyes gleamed. No matter. He had new goals now.

Lu Jinxia didn’t even pretend with his family—he was gleeful at their misfortune. “Serves you right.”

“You think I’d beg for you? Ha! I’m just here for the show.” He laughed uproariously and shoved the door open on his way out.

As for his mother’s relics, he knew An Lu would smash them anyway.

Yu Sui rummaged in the fridge for the drink he’d prepared.

To avoid any direct handover mishaps, he’d stashed it away.

But now he faced a dilemma—which bottle was the doctored one?

Damn it.

Yu Sui started inspecting them.

“Sui Sui?” Lu Jinxia emerged from the bathroom, fresh from washing up. He saw Yu Sui fussing at the fridge and walked over, puzzled.

Alone at last, certain ideas stirred in him.

He cleared his throat and sidled closer. “Looking for a drink? Perfect, I’m thirsty too.”

With that, Lu Jinxia snatched one bottle, popped it open effortlessly, and chugged half of it down.

Yu Sui froze. He hadn’t even processed it before the other man had drained most of the bottle.

“You… why’d you drink that?”

“Can’t I?” Lu Jinxia blinked in confusion. “What’s in it?”

“N-Nothing…” Yu Sui thought it probably wasn’t that unlucky.

“Hiss… feeling kinda weak all of a sudden…” Lu Jinxia’s stance wobbled unsteadily.

Yu Sui went rigid. No way. This unlucky?

He studied the young man and saw his face flush bright red—an effect no acting could fake.

“Sui Sui, what did you put in this drink? I feel so hot.” Lu Jinxia tugged at his clothes, frowning slightly.

His mind raced with activity.

He had overheard Shen Anliu arguing with Jiang Nianxing. Shen Anliu had only ended up that way after drinking a glass of wine that Yu Sui had handed him personally—one laced with something extra.

So, finally, it was his turn?

He lifted his head and licked his lips. “Sui Sui, are you trying to harm me?”

“I… I didn’t!” Yu Sui shook his head. He shoved the drink into the fridge and backed away several steps. “It’s a misunderstanding.”

“Then who was this drink for?” The news that it wasn’t meant for him left Lu Jinxia feeling deeply unbalanced. In what way was he inferior to anyone else?

“It wasn’t for anyone.” Yu Sui waved his hands frantically. “You… Let me take you to see a doctor, okay?”

“You jumped Shen Anliu the moment he drank that spiked wine, but with me, you won’t even lay a finger on me.” Jealousy twisted Lu Jinxia’s features into something unrecognizable. “I caught a glimpse of it by accident that day, and I’ve been waiting for my chance ever since.”

He closed in on Yu Sui step by step. “I know now—if I don’t fight for it, it’ll never be mine.”

“You… that’s not…” Yu Sui choked on his words. How had this man twisted things into such perverse logic?

He bolted for the stairs, but in his haste, he tripped over his own feet. Lu Jinxia dropped into a squat and seized his ankle. “Sui Sui, tell me—how should I punish you for playing favorites?”

Yu Sui trembled. “Lu Jinxia, we can talk this out.”

Lu Jinxia said nothing. Instead, he hoisted Yu Sui over his shoulder and carried him straight into the bedroom.

Yu Sui went rigid with shock. This guy always put on such a frail, pitiful act—where had all this strength come from?

“Intended for me or not, you’re the one who left it there.” Lu Jinxia wasn’t about to be reasonable. “So, Sui Sui, it’s time for your payback.”

At last, he claimed those lips he had daydreamed about endlessly.

Yu Sui could sense the man’s utter lack of finesse, and a flicker of disdain stirred in his heart.

He froze, stunned by the realization.

Not only was he taking it in stride, but he was also… getting picky about it? Was that even right?

Lu Jinxia caught on quickly and soon found his rhythm.

He kissed him for what felt like forever, struggling to rein in the drug’s effects before finally pulling away.

He copied what he had seen and dreamed of doing.

Kisses rained down on every inch of the young man’s skin.

The stark contrast of pale white against flushed pink made his breath catch. He leaned in closer, eyes locked intently.

Yu Sui clutched at his hair, straining to push him away, but Lu Jinxia’s grip was ironclad.

And besides…

A sharp tug made him gasp. He couldn’t fathom the appeal—especially since he didn’t have one himself.

Lu Jinxia kept his eyes squeezed shut, lost in the moment.

Bit by bit, as they separated, Yu Sui’s gaze turned vacant.

Lu Jinxia looked up at that exquisite face, now beautifully undone, and his breathing grew ragged.

He leaned in for another kiss on those lips.

He bit down deliberately on the slim waist, leaving a mark, before sitting up and guiding them into intimate union.

Lu Jinxia proved surprisingly adept at this.

Yu Sui’s feet scrabbled against the bedsheet, his back bowing taut, toes curling without his control.

Lu Jinxia reveled in the young man’s raw honesty—it spurred him on.

He gripped Yu Sui’s ankle tightly, sweat slicking his palm. Yu Sui’s brow furrowed in displeasure as he mumbled under his breath.

“Sorry.” He apologized.

Truth be told, he felt pathetic. He had never dared imagine this before—they hadn’t even shared a proper kiss.

Lu Jinxia rallied his focus. He refused to embarrass himself. After all, he had never truly been in the running; he had always lingered on the sidelines.

He held his breath, dreading any misstep that might turn into a joke.

Thank goodness he had spied a bit of it that day.

He bit the tip of his tongue to stay sharp, his back muscles straining, arms corded with tension. He nearly faltered.

Sweat trickled from his forehead along the sharp line of his jaw, dripping onto Yu Sui’s thigh and abdomen.

Yu Sui hadn’t expected someone who looked so refined to be quite this feral. He hadn’t even had a moment to adjust.

Lu Jinxia fixed his gaze on that slender waist, his pupils contracting sharply.

Was this the “manifestation” they talked about online?

Shock rippled through him.

Fortunately, Yu Sui didn’t catch his expression—otherwise, he might have laughed at how green he was.

Lu Jinxia ground his teeth, a numb tingle crawling across his scalp.

In that instant, he felt he would gladly die for this.

Meanwhile, Shen Anliu met Lin Xiaoyi at a modest noodle shop.

“We’re all guinea pigs.” Lin Xiaoyi gritted his teeth, relaying what he had overheard.

It lined up with what Liu Yunyue had told him.

“What are the side effects of Alpha modification?” Shen Anliu asked.

“It varies from person to person,” Lin Xiaoyi replied. “Emotional instability, mental breakdowns, or even organ failure.”