The Canary Omega Plans to Escape

Rong Yu died, then came back to life.

He even possessed the body of a wealthy man’s... kept mistress.

Rong Yu: Σ( ° □ °)

How can someone with a working body and limbs have no shame?!

Ashamed, Rong Yu plans to run away, only to discover that he’s a useless, sickly wreck with no money, connections, education, skills, or parents.

One bottle of his life-saving medicine costs 90,000, and he needs 30 bottles a month.

Rong Yu: ...

Actually, sometimes you can’t afford to have too much self-respect.

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His sugar daddy is Sheng Yanchuan, a handsome, wealthy, top-quality Alpha.

195/22

centimeters.

He has someone he loves, but their relationship is not accepted by society.

Sheng Yanchuan: “I love someone else, so I won’t touch you. You only need to provide pheromones regularly and fill in for him when necessary.”

The one he loves is an Alpha, two meters and ten centimeters tall, with bronze skin and bulging muscles. His pecs could crack walnuts.

Rong Yu is an Omega, 175 centimeters tall, with skinny arms and legs and a pretty, pale face. He gets winded just climbing two flights of stairs.

Looking at his sugar daddy’s crush, who seems like he could kill him with one punch, Rong Yu says:

“O_o Fill in for him? Me?”

...That’s fine. “Stand-in” sounds better than “mistress.”

To stay alive, Rong Yu accepts his rather undignified job. Worried that he’ll be thrown out and left dead in the street if their affair is exposed, he studies useful skills while frantically saving money.

But the sugar daddy who warned him not to cross the line keeps crossing it himself?

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Sheng Yanchuan notices that the kid he keeps at home has changed.

He’s become obedient and sensible, accepting gifts without fuss and then looking up with pretty eyes to say, “Thank you.”

Sheng Yanchuan thinks that if he stops making trouble, it might be nice to keep him around like this.

Until the gift he gave him turns up at an auction house.

Sheng Yanchuan laughs in anger.

So this little thing has been so quiet because he’s been plotting his escape.

So, just before Rong Yu can put his escape plan into action, Sheng Yanchuan lures him into bed.

His supple body is bent at impossible angles, and Rong Yu sobs as he straddles the Alpha’s shoulders.

Sheng Yanchuan kisses the tip of his nose. “Does it hurt?”

Rong Yu whimpers, “This isn’t right... Do I have to stand in for him in bed too?”

Does this count as a workplace injury? If that two-meter-ten crush finds out, is he really going to kill him with one punch?

“...” Sheng Yanchuan never thought he’d one day be bitten by his own lies.

In a fit of exasperation, he grabs Rong Yu by the ankle and nips at it.

“There’s nothing wrong with it. We’re legally married, after all.”

Note: The top is pure in both body and heart. The person he loves is a misunderstanding. The bottom really is sickly, but he isn’t actually a mistress.

Theme: Love yourself