The Homophobic Straight Omega Everyone Shares

Thirty years old and severely nearsighted, Li Huaici died suddenly after working overtime for 48 hours straight. Then he transmigrated and was bound to the Devoted Omega System. He had to win over his husband, Chen Yuanshan, and have his children. The problem was, Li Huaici was straight! And he had a weak stomach! But since things had come to this, all Li Huaici could do was treat transmigrating like a job and work diligently at it. Even though Chen Yuanshan had no feelings for him, his birth family treated him like an ATM, his in-laws saw him as a baby-making machine, and his husband’s gloomy, extreme illegitimate younger brother, Chen Yan, was always watching him. They’d just have to make do. What else could he do, leave? They weren’t even legally married, and running away would leave him owing millions in breach-of-contract fees. The System kept urging him to get pregnant already. He took off his glasses and couldn’t tell people from animals, men from women, or older brothers from younger ones. And so He blacked out. When he woke up, he was in his younger brother-in-law Chen Yan’s bed, the air thick with their pheromones mingling after a permanent mark during a heat. Chen Yan murmured things like, “I love you more than my brother does.” With his straight-man mindset of being both elder brother and father figure, Li Huaici comforted him instead: “It’s my fault. I didn’t raise you right.” And just like that, Li Huaici was caught between the two brothers, with more than he could handle. “Wait a minute. Is the baby I’m carrying the older brother’s or the younger brother’s?” The day they discovered the permanent mark. Li Huaici left with nothing but the clothes on his back and a mountain of debt. Covered in injuries, Chen Yan dragged his limping leg down the street and kissed Li Huaici openly for the first time. “Whatever my brother gave you, I’ll give you twice as much.” Just when Li Huaici’s chaotic life had finally calmed down, Chen Yuanshan’s affection for him began to soar after he left. He even came to beg him to get back together. The brothers started fighting again. Li Huaici calmly prepared a table full of delicious food in the kitchen and said, “Let’s eat first. Wait, where are my glasses? Which of you two is my husband now?” Chen Yuanshan: An arrogant, domineering heir with old-fashioned macho attitudes. Chen Yan: A gloomy, obsessive stalker, insecure and extreme, with no sense of morality. “Sister-in-law, I can be your husband instead of my brother.” Coming Soon: The Poor Fool Bottom Blurb: The words Zhang Enen heard most often were: “Poor fool.” He had an intellectual disability, no memories, no family or friends, and couldn’t speak. Yet he was exceptionally beautiful, and soon became the most coveted “gift” in the high society circles of City A. Without exception, everyone who had enjoyed him would say, “Zhang Enen, you poor thing.” Zhang Enen would stare back blankly, as if asking, “What does ‘poor thing’ mean?” - A new golden boy had arrived in City A’s political and business circles to make a name for himself: Shen Zhulan. At the welcome banquet on his first night, people from every industry lined up to greet him. Those hoping to curry favor scrambled over one another, afraid they’d be left out. Amid the drunken revelry, a very beautiful boy appeared beside Shen Zhulan and followed him into bed. Shen Zhulan drove him away and warned him time and again, until the beautiful boy was so afraid of him that he trembled. Yet each time, he forced himself through his fear and tearfully tried to please him, as though he would be beaten if he went back without doing so. Helpless, Shen Zhulan let him have his way. After finishing his business, the beautiful boy left without an identity or a name, leaving behind the business card of an executive at some company. Before long, Shen Zhulan became a notorious playboy in their circles. Rumor had it that he spent every waking hour partying at private clubs, throwing money around like water. Shen Zhulan said, “Find someone for me. Someone exceptionally beautiful, like a celestial being.” The other man understood at once. “You mean Zhang Enen.” Shen Zhulan asked, “What kind of name is that?” The man explained, “He can’t speak, so the only sound he makes in bed is ‘enen.’ That’s how he got the name Zhang Enen. Some client gave him the surname Zhang, though nobody knows which one. He’s just kept using it ever since.” Shen Zhulan said, “Poor thing.” Someone agreed. “Yeah, what a poor thing.” Zhang Enen stared at him blankly as he was led away, still not understanding what “poor thing” meant. One ordinary morning, Zhang Enen woke in a familiar embrace. The man held him close, and a good-morning kiss and the sunlight landed on his cheek at the same time, soft and warm. The man said, “Zhang Enen, how can you be so cute? You’re adorable.” Zhang Enen looked at him and tilted his head, puzzled by something. So, for the first time, he tried to speak. His lips formed the words clumsily, his voice was halting and out of tune, but he managed to say: “You got it wrong. I’m poor Zhang Enen.” Shen Zhulan asked seriously, “Who taught you to describe yourself that way?” Zhang Enen pointed at him and replied fluently, as if settling a score: “You. You said I was pitiful.” The top is a virgin; a story of rescuing someone from a life of degradation. A sickly, forgetful fool of a bottom, and a top who takes charge like both his father and mother. One-on-one from beginning to end, with no disposable top characters. Core Theme: The brave get to enjoy life first