At First, I Just Wanted to Find a Sucker

1,

Peng Ling died in the car that was forcing her to undergo gland-donation surgery.

She heard that the search afterward was unusually extensive, and the rescue operation far larger than for an ordinary accident. It was almost as if the research institute that had imprisoned her from the age of three to eighteen truly regretted losing her.

Of course, there was no chance she had survived.

After all, she was just a frail, disabled, helpless omega.

2,

With no legal identity and no money, even the gods couldn’t save her.

The easiest solution was to find some sucker willing to fake-marry her in exchange for a green card. Ideally, he’d have a little money too 🥹.

Luckily, there are still plenty of good Alphas in this world 😋^^~

Her life with Shen Yang was peaceful and harmonious, though he was arrogant, pretentious, and eccentric. At least he was generous and protective of those he cared about. With their agreement nearly over, Peng Ling had happily collected a huge breakup fee when two little complications came up:

First, Shen Yang, who had someone else he cherished in his heart, kept her up until the middle of the night, asking in a sinister voice who had told her they were finished.

Second, six hours earlier, Shen Bianqing, who was sleeping right next door at that very moment and was technically her older brother, had temporarily marked her.

3,

The research institute had found her. Soon, the two suckers would surely come to their senses, fly into a rage, and send her straight to prison.

She couldn’t get away.

Unless…

4,

Faking her death was one of those things that got easier with practice. This time, Peng Ling was sure she’d pulled it off perfectly!

A year had passed. Surely the Alphas, for whom she’d been no more than a fleeting romance, would have stopped obsessing over her by now.

Humming a tune, she opened the door and changed her shoes. Looking up, she saw Shen Bianqing, whom she hadn’t seen in ages. He set a steaming casserole on the table, then took off her brown oven mitts and placed them to one side.

“Come eat.”

Peng Ling’s eyes turned crystal clear. Stiffly, she sat down across from him.

“Wash your hands,” he said calmly.

She went in a daze.

She was terrified throughout the meal, but fortunately Shen Bianqing had always been a calm man. Partway through, he even served her soup as he used to, as if her sudden disappearance a year ago had never happened.

As soon as she finished eating, Peng Ling stood up. “I’ll cut some fruit.”

She could climb out through the kitchen window.

She had barely stepped into the kitchen when the man behind her spoke again:

“Hawk is on the roof, watching both entrances. Alpha has sealed off the front street. Bravo is securing the backyard. Shadow is watching the west wall. The drone is up, scanning for heat signatures. Also, Shen Yang is right outside the window, waiting for you to come out. Are you sure you’d rather go meet him?”

He chuckled, his tone impossible to read. “Peng Ling, you’d better be a little nicer to me now. Then maybe your night won’t be too rough.”

Reader’s guide:

1. All the male leads are virgins. There’s a three-person relationship, and the ‘white moonlight’ is a fake. Every character listed, whether lead or supporting, is devoted to the heroine both physically and emotionally.

2. She fakes her death and flees in the middle of the night. The two Alphas team up, catch her, and bring her back. Well, damn, her fake death failed.

3. This is a cheesy novel. Very cheesy, extremely cheesy. It has an ABO setting, but it’s still cheesy, and there’s no ABO social equality content. The author is a sucker for cheesy tropes and just wants a simple story about matched pheromones during heats and ruts. Lots of original worldbuilding.

4. The male lead is an Alpha and the female lead an Omega. Because of her glands, she can’t be permanently marked. So when an Alpha goes into heat or can barely suppress his love because of his pheromones, all she does is gaze at him with clear, innocent eyes???

Theme: There’s always a way forward.