Everyone in the private room was stunned.
Lu Mohan was the first to react, frowning. "Who are you?"
The waiter hurriedly explained, "Young Master Lu, this young lady claims to be Young Master Bo's girlfriend. We didn't dare to stop her forcefully."
"Girlfriend?"
Yan Sichen raised an eyebrow, exchanging a glance with Pei Zixian.
Both men simultaneously looked at Bo Jinghuai.
Bo Jinghuai stared at the girl at the door, his brow slowly furrowing.
"Girlfriend?" he repeated, his voice turning cold. "I've never seen you before."
The girl bit her lip, looked at Bo Jinghuai, and stumbled towards him.
Her steps were quick, yet light.
Before Bo Jinghuai could react, the girl had already walked up to him.
In the next second, she reached out, wrapped her arms around his neck, leaned her whole body forward, and directly sat on his lap.
Bo Jinghuai's body stiffened, the wine glass in his hand nearly slipping.
He was completely dumbfounded; never had a woman been so brazen with him.
The girl tilted her face up, drawing close to him.
Then, in the instant before he could react, she kissed him.
Her soft lips touched his thin ones, a very light touch, fleeting.
Dead silence fell in the private room. Everyone's eyes widened.
The glass in Yan Sichen's hand clattered onto the coffee table.
Lu Mohan opened his mouth but no sound came out.
Pei Zixian's hand, pushing up his glasses, froze mid-air.
Bo Jinghuai didn't move. On his lap was the girl's soft body, around his neck were her slender arms, and his mouth had just been kissed by her.
His mind went blank for a few seconds.
Then, a surge of heat rushed violently to the top of his head.
His ears turned red.
Bo Jinghuai stared at the face so close to his.
The girl's eyes were very bright, her eyelashes long and thick, blinking as she looked at him.
Utterly innocent, yet radiating an unconscious allure.
Bo Jinghuai's throat tightened. He opened his mouth, wanting to curse.
But facing this face, the profanity got stuck in his throat. In the end, he only managed to squeeze out, "Shameless."
The girl blinked again.
Then, she leaned in once more and kissed him again.
This time, the kiss lingered a bit longer.
The young master was motionless again.
The girl drew back slightly, looking at him. Her voice was soft and light, carrying a slight tremble. "Bo Jinghuai, I want to get back together."
Bo Jinghuai's mind, muddled by the kisses, cleared. He stared at her for several seconds.
Then, suddenly reacting, he reached out, grasped her shoulders, and pulled her back to create some distance.
Under the light, the girl's face was fully exposed to his view.
Bo Jinghuai's pupils contracted.
This face... he seemed to have seen it before.
Three years ago, that money-grubbing, haughty young miss of the Su family.
Su Jingsheng.
But... no. Something was off.
Bo Jinghuai stared at her.
The girl before him had the same eyes and brows, but her entire aura was completely different.
The Su Jingsheng of three years ago wore exquisite makeup, her eyes arrogant, looking at people with a condescending scrutiny.
The one before him now had skin so fair it seemed translucent, eyes clear and pure, her gaze timid yet carrying a desperate sort of bravery.
She seemed utterly pure, yet inexplicably captivating.
Bo Jinghuai's Adam's apple bobbed. His hand holding her shoulder didn't loosen, his voice lowered. "Su Jingsheng?"
The girl nodded, her eyes still on him. "Mm."
Bo Jinghuai's mind grew even more chaotic.
"You... how did you become like this?"
Su Jingsheng's eyelashes fluttered. "Is... is it bad that I've changed?"
Bo Jinghuai didn't speak. He stared at her for a good while.
Then, he caught a whiff of a cool, sweet fragrance.
It came from her.
This scent... it wasn't something a Beta should have. This was the pheromone of an Omega.
"You're an Omega?" he asked.
Su Jingsheng nodded, whispering, "Mm."
Bo Jinghuai stared at her. "When did you present?"
Su Jingsheng's eyes flickered slightly. "Recently."
Bo Jinghuai didn't ask further. He stared at her, then suddenly released his grip.
"Get off," he said, his voice having regained its coolness.
Su Jingsheng didn't move.
She was still sitting on his lap, her arms around his neck.
"No," she said, her voice still soft and light, but carrying stubbornness. "I want to get back together."
Bo Jinghuai looked at her.
They were very close, their breaths mingling.
He could smell that cool, sweet fragrance from her, growing clearer and clearer.
It was incredibly pleasant, intoxicatingly fragrant.
It was different from all the other Omega pheromones he had smelled, which he found cloying and unpleasant.
Not sickly sweet, not artificial.
Clean, clear, like the morning wind in the mountains.
Bo Jinghuai's Adam's apple bobbed again, suppressing the physiological attraction he felt.
He gripped her waist, lifted her from his lap, and placed her on the sofa beside them.
The action wasn't exactly gentle, but he didn't use excessive force either.
Su Jingsheng sat on the sofa, looking up at him obediently and softly.
Bo Jinghuai stood up.
He adjusted his shirt collar and looked at Lu Mohan and the other two.
"Let's call it a day for now," he said, then turned his gaze to Su Jingsheng. "You, come with me."
With that, he turned and walked towards the door.
Su Jingsheng was taken aback for a moment, then quickly stood up and trotted after him.
The private room door closed.
Leaving Lu Mohan and the other two looking at each other.
Yan Sichen was the first to react.
"Holy crap," he said.
"That was Su Jingsheng? That gold-digging ex-girlfriend?"
Lu Mohan nodded. "It was her."
Pei Zixian pushed up his glasses. "She actually presented as an Omega. And Jinghuai just now... he didn't immediately throw her out?"
Yan Sichen recalled the scene. "Not only did he not throw her out, he got kissed twice and his ears turned red."
Lu Mohan was silent for a moment, then he picked up his glass and took a sip.
"This just got interesting," he said.
When they reached the entrance, Bo Jinghuai stopped and looked at the tender young girl before him.
"Don't even think about getting back together."
