A 28-Year-Old Omega Aggressively Flirts with a Transmigrated College Boy

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As a top-tier Omega, Sheng Zeyan is strikingly handsome, extraordinarily talented, and one of the most eligible bachelors in the capital. Without a doubt, he's every Alpha in the city’s dream Omega.

People have long speculated that an Omega like Sheng Zeyan would never settle for an ordinary Alpha. Only a top-tier Alpha could be worthy of him.

To Sheng Zeyan, whether someone is top-tier doesn't matter. What matters is that his other half is his type, preferably both pretty and handsome. That's exactly what he likes.

Other Omegas want to find a tall, handsome Alpha, but Sheng Zeyan is different. Tall and handsome? Isn't he tall and handsome himself? A partner should complement him in every way. What's wrong with a cute, refined little Alpha?

Unfortunately, people like that are hard to find. On top of that, he has an embarrassing secret, so finding a partner is just too difficult.

Sheng Zeyan's pheromones smell like durian. Every Alpha he's been around has gotten sick to their stomach and thrown up at the scent. When his heat comes, what use would they be?

It wasn't until he met the Alpha of his dreams that Sheng Zeyan realized it didn't really matter if someone could handle his scent. Ever heard of a gas mask?

Sheng Zeyan, who had always been reserved and dispassionate, was utterly captivated by his dream Alpha, restless and lovesick. After thinking it over, he decided to make the first move.

They ate and lived together, and were just short of sleeping together. Sheng Zeyan had no choice but to collect one nice-guy rejection after another.

But then he discovered... Damn it, this little Alpha was so adorably straight that he was impossible to flirt with.

After exhausting every trick he had, dropping every hint, subtle and not-so-subtle, and finally getting the guy into bed, Sheng Zeyan discovered that his little Alpha was irresistibly cute when he was being “bullied” and crying. It was impossible to stop. This was a problem.

But it's time to teach that disobedient puppy a lesson.

Qiao Meng transmigrates into an ABO world and is completely bewildered.

By a strange twist of fate, the owner of a major company takes an interest in his abilities (and his face) and hires him as a personal bodyguard and assistant, offering a high salary of sixty thousand a month, with meals and accommodation included. Where else could he find a job with benefits like these?

Of course he has to take it!

Qiao Meng is overjoyed. He never even dared to dream of a salary this high. After starting the job, he discovers that his boss is an absolute saint: considerate, pleasant to talk to, and handsome. He's already in love.

Later, Qiao Meng, who never imagined getting involved with another man, finds himself facing Sheng Zeyan's fierce pursuit. At first he's embarrassed, but eventually he can't hold out any longer and shamefully falls for him. They have a passionate night together, only for Sheng Zeyan to say he's done pursuing him before he's even pulled his pants back up!

Who pursues someone all the way into bed, has his way with him, and then says he's giving up?

Hah, men. They stop cherishing you as soon as they've got you. What a world-class scumbag, getting what he wants and then refusing to take responsibility!

As if he can get away with that!

Qiao Meng, who has lost his virginity and been turned gay, refuses to let this go!

Aloof, subtly flirtatious CEO and top-tier Omega with durian-scented pheromones, the recipient x self-proclaimed straight man, transmigrated into a top-tier Alpha without realizing he's gay, all-around talented college student, the pursuer

Bonus scene:

After their passionate night, Sheng Zeyan suppresses his discomfort as he tries to pull on his pants. He turns to the Alpha, who has his back to him and is still wiping away tears. “Is there any need to be this upset? If you really don't want to, let's stop here.”

“What do you mean?”

Qiao Meng's eyes are as red as a rabbit's. His brain has stalled from crying because it felt so good. “Are you putting your pants back on and pretending you don't know me? You can't do that.”

“Why not? You don't want to be with me.”

Don't want to?

Then who was making all those “desperate cries”?

Qiao Meng stammers, “It's not that I don't want to. Anyway, you can't put your pants on and pretend you don't know me. That's wrong. And we didn't use protection. A child can't grow up without a father.”

“You certainly have confidence.” Sheng Zeyan adores how this little Alpha is brimming with a sense of responsibility and confidence. But he sounds completely indifferent as he says, “Relax. It was only twice. Your aim can't be that good. You're not a top-tier Alpha, and I'm not in heat, so I won't get pregnant that easily. Mengmeng, did you skip biology class to work a part-time job?”

Two months later, Sheng Zeyan stares at the pregnancy test report in his hands, wipes his face, and looks up at the little Alpha, who is even more stunned and at a loss than he is. “You're a damn top-tier Alpha?!”

Qiao Meng, his face full of question marks, is dumbfounded. “I... had no idea!”

Eligible bachelor, CEO and Omega with durian-scented pheromones, the recipient x self-proclaimed straight man who doesn't realize he's gay, all-around talented college student, the pursuer

Content warnings: (1) Younger pursuer, with an eight-year age gap. (2) Parts of the story will focus on the older generation. (3) It may look like the recipient pursues the pursuer, but the feelings are mutual. A sweet romance.

The Rich Heir Only Wants to Be Kept

When Ji Zhiheng wakes up, he never expected to find himself back at square one.

He was just about to parachute into a senior position at the family business and start living the life of a domineering CEO. Then, as if by some stroke of luck, he happened to join the fashionable wave of transmigration.

A dilapidated mud house, a father who gambles for a living, a mother-father who has disappeared, an older brother who got pregnant after going up the mountain to gather firewood and ruined his reputation, a two-year-old nephew who could play the White Bone Demon in person, and Ji Zhiheng himself, who studied romance and poetry and ended up owing a huge debt before his teacher expelled him... This family is on the verge of collapse.

The original “Ji Zhiheng” was left with a huge mess after getting clubbed over the head by thugs. Ji Zhiheng was speechless. He rubbed his face for three days and nights, opening and closing his eyes again and again, but all he saw was the same dilapidated house. Finally, he accepted his fate.

His most urgent task was to pay off the huge debt. But as a frail scholar with no strength to fight a chicken, he didn't want to haul bricks, work in the fields, or go up the mountain. What kind of work earned money the fastest?

Ji Zhiheng thought and thought, then finally decided to make use of the resources available to him: become a kept man!

Just as he was looking for a suitable target, a wealthy young man came to him first.

The conditions he proposed were simple. “Ji Zhiheng, our social positions are worlds apart. I chose you because you seem like an honest man. If you agree to a few conditions, I can give you endless wealth and luxury.”

Ji Zhiheng understood. Oh, this young man wanted him because he was powerless and insignificant.

“What are the conditions?”

“First, if I marry you, we need a written agreement. You may not touch a single bit of my dowry. After we marry, the money I earn will still be mine, and you cannot stop me from continuing to do business. We can simply treat each other with respect.”

Ji Zhiheng understood. A prenuptial agreement and separate finances after marriage. This was a marriage of convenience, plain and simple.

“That's fine.”

“Second, after we marry, I'll continue living in the city. I won't move back to the village.”

Ji Zhiheng understood again. Oh, they would live apart after getting married. If it was a marriage of convenience, who cared whether they lived together? They had no feelings for each other, and living apart would be more comfortable. This marriage was wonderful!

He had to agree.

“That's fine.”

“Third, I'll give you one hundred taels a month. You'll handle any pressure from our elders about having children, and as my husband, I expect you to fulfill your duties.”

Ji Zhiheng understood yet again. Oh, he was expected to keep up appearances and give the other man due respect. That was easy enough. If he was earning a high salary, helping his boss with any problems was only natural.

“That's fine.”

Good heavens, how could such a wonderful opportunity exist? He had to take it. As long as the boss didn't go bankrupt, he could keep working for him until the end of time!

Only later did Ji Zhiheng learn what it meant to work for every penny. What happened to living apart and not interfering with each other's lives?

What happened to keeping up appearances and nothing more?

Who the hell was this person who kept moaning and throwing silver at him to get him into bed?

Who was the one throwing silver at him until he became a licentiate, then a provincial graduate... and ultimately a first-rank official?

Who was the one racking his brains every day to prepare surprises for him, and making him humiliate people every few days?

Ji Zhiheng was sitting in the courtyard in the middle of the night, rubbing his face in frustration, when he happened to see his father sitting on a tree stump, looking utterly dejected. Only later did Ji Zhiheng realize that he wasn't the only one in this family living off someone else.

Rumor had it that Meng Qingze, son of the capital's wealthiest imperial merchant, was a proud young man with impossibly high standards. He had even turned down a marriage proposal from the legitimate son of the Right Chancellor. Everyone in the capital said Meng Qingze must think he was above everyone else.

He was twenty and still unmarried. If his family weren't sitting on a mountain of silver, how could someone so obsessed with money, with only nine-tenths of a pretty face, possibly be worthy of the capital's top young scholar? He was getting on in years. Did he really think he was still some hot commodity?

And he had the nerve to say that anyone who wanted to marry him had to agree to three conditions. The gall! Just wait. With conditions like those, no one would marry him. They'd eat shit standing on their heads first.

Meng Qingze knew about the rumors. He had already resigned himself to never marrying, until he met a poor scholar who would “do anything he said.”

Meng Qingze clearly remembered their first meeting. The other man looked up at him without being dazzled by his status or appearance. The only reason his face twisted as he “struck up a conversation” was that Meng Qingze had stepped on the hand he was reaching out to use to pick up a coin, making him stumble as he pushed Meng Qingze away.

“Hey, are you deaf or something? You're standing on my hand! I've called out to you several times. What's wrong with you? Look what you've done to my delicate hand. It really hurts.”

Meng Qingze stumbled from the shove. Delicate hand? Hah, man, congratulations. You've got my attention.

Later, Meng Qingze “rented” a husband for one hundred taels a month. Not only did he get a handsome little husband, the man was also charming and romantic.

Birthday presents, wedding gifts... Every one of them made the other young men and women green with envy.

Whenever people gave him a hard time or mocked him, his little husband stood up for him and gave his tormentors a crushing face-slapping.

So what if he was all about money and couldn't write poetry? His little husband could!

And not only could he write poetry, he could easily outshine those Imperial College geniuses who called themselves the capital's finest scholars!

He was skilled in music, chess, calligraphy, and painting, and was equally accomplished in literary and martial arts. What young man wouldn't love an all-around talent like that?

At any rate, the more Meng Qingze looked at him, the more smitten he became.

This wouldn't do. Merchants never make a deal at a loss. They were already married, so if Meng Qingze didn't kiss him, sleep with him, and have a child to inherit the family business, wouldn't he be losing out?

A man's greatest charm lies in his ability to solve problems. Meng Qingze was completely in love with a man like that. His little husband was so impressive, and for the sake of his future, Meng Qingze decided he would help him pass the provincial examinations.

Who could have known his little husband would do so well that he kept rising higher and higher, eventually becoming the youngest first-rank official in the history of the Great Zhou? Now, who would dare mock Meng Qingze for being unable to find a husband?

Look at him! Not only did he marry, he married the best man in all of Great Zhou. Who wouldn't envy him now?

Third-generation rich heir, accomplished in both literary and martial arts, the pursuer x beautiful business prodigy, the recipient

Reader's note: The pursuer comes with a System, and modern items will appear in the story. If that's not your thing, feel free to stop reading. See you next time if fate allows! (=^▽^=)

Theme: There will always be someone who can accept your imperfections.