Xiang Ye is an Alpha. He's 188 centimeters tall, handsome, with an eight-pack, skilled in grappling and submission holds, and a walking source of pheromones. Aside from being a layabout and carrying a baby who can barely talk in his arms, he's the dream Alpha of countless Omegas.
One curious pursuer once asked who the child's mother was. At the time, Xiang Ye was busily scrubbing dishes. He frowned and snarled,
"Hell, I wish I knew. This is such a damn mess."
A year and a half ago, he was kidnapped. His captor wasn't after money or his life. They took him home and used him for pleasure, then after a week of passion, cruelly dumped him on the street in the middle of the night, wearing nothing but his underwear.
Even more outrageous, ten months later, a stroller was left outside his home. Inside was a baby blowing snot bubbles, along with a letter.
Xiang Ye opened the letter. There was a check inside, and the handwriting was wild and flamboyant: "Here's a million. Stop trying to find out who I am. P.S. This is your son."
Xiang Ye clutched the letter and stared wide-eyed at the baby in the stroller, who didn't even have all his teeth yet. A moment later, he jumped up in fury.
"Scumbag! Let me find out who you are, and I'll use this million to buy your life!"
A miserable story about a single Alpha raising a child while looking for a rich wife.
The pursued isn't a scumbag. He had his reasons for doing this!
The pursuer isn't an idle punk. He has a day job, but it has to remain a secret!
A seemingly aloof, beautiful Omega who's clingy inside, paired with a tough-talking, bad-tempered Alpha.
No angst. Basically, a sweet little romance.
A ridiculous, fluffy romance with no logic. Readers who want to examine cause and effect should proceed with caution.
Theme: Sweet romance.