All three of them looked over.
Bo Jinghuai paused for a few seconds before continuing, "If a woman, who used to treat you terribly, came to you now completely changed, what would you do?"
Yan Sichen grinned. "You mean Su Jingsheng?"
Bo Jinghuai didn't deny it.
Yan Sichen leaned in, draping his arm over the back of the sofa. "If you ask me, she's just down on her luck. Acting all sweet and delicate now? She's clearly after your money and influence."
"Just have some fun with her. Don't take it seriously."
Lu Mohan nodded. "Have you forgotten how she treated you before? Locking you in the bathroom, throwing water on you, humiliating you in front of the whole class for being poor."
Bo Jinghuai's fingers tightened around his fork.
He hadn't forgotten.
Three years ago in City A, suppressed by the family patriarch and disguised as a Beta, he was sent out to toughen up.
Life was hard, living in the worst dorm.
Su Jingsheng was the school's notorious, domineering young mistress who took a dislike to him and led the bullying.
Later, seeing his handsome face and top grades, she condescended to make him her boyfriend.
Even as a couple, she never gave him a kind look.
Ordering him around, being imperious, using him as a trophy to show off in front of her friends.
Finally, when the Su family climbed to a higher branch, she dumped him without a second thought.
Bo Jinghuai remembered the look in her eyes back then.
Scornful, disdainful, like he was a piece of trash.
"I remember," Bo Jinghuai said, his voice a little cold.
Pei Zixian looked at him. "Since you remember, why did you let her move into your house now?"
Bo Jinghuai fell silent.
Why?
Because her pheromones smelled good.
Because when she kissed him, his mind went blank.
"She presented as an Omega," Bo Jinghuai said.
"Her pheromones suit my taste."
Yan Sichen whistled. "What's the compatibility rating?"
"Haven't tested it." Bo Jinghuai paused. "But it should be high."
Lu Mohan raised an eyebrow. "So you're keeping her around because of her pheromones?"
Bo Jinghuai didn't answer.
Pei Zixian spoke calmly. "Jinghuai, your ruts are difficult. There's nothing wrong with finding a high-compatibility Omega to ease them."
"But Su Jingsheng... her motives aren't pure."
"You can keep her by your side, fine. Just don't develop real feelings."
Bo Jinghuai scoffed. "Real feelings? For her?"
"Even if I were blind, I wouldn't fall for a gold-digger who bullied me and then dumped me."
After his harsh words, Bo Jinghuai slammed the door on his way out.
The private room was quiet for a few seconds.
Yan Sichen was the first to laugh, leaning back and resting his arm on the sofa.
"Hear that?" He raised an eyebrow, looking at Lu Mohan and Pei Zixian.
"Jinghuai says even if he were blind, he wouldn't fall for her."
Lu Mohan picked up his glass and took a sip.
"Don't speak in absolutes," he said coolly.
"Back then, anyone could see Su Jingsheng treated him like a dog."
"The fact that he lets her live in his house now speaks volumes."
Pei Zixian adjusted his glasses but didn't comment, his gaze shifting to the remaining few Omegas in the room.
With Bo Jinghuai gone, the atmosphere in the room shifted.
The three top-tier Alphas' pheromones, no longer deliberately restrained, began to seep out, subtle and pervasive.
Yan Sichen's pheromone was red wine, languid yet dangerous.
Lu Mohan's was agarwood, steady and cold.
Pei Zixian's was mint, refined and cool, yet heart-pounding.
The Omegas' legs had long gone weak.
They knelt or sat, eyes dazed, cheeks flushed, their breathing growing rapid.
The pheromones of top-tier Alphas were a fatal attraction to Omegas.
Especially these three, whose family backgrounds, looks, and abilities all placed them at the pinnacle of the pyramid.
An Omega in a silver slip dress crawled on her knees to Yan Sichen's feet, looking up at him with watery eyes.
"Young Master Yan," her voice was drippingly sweet.
Yan Sichen looked down at her, a careless smile playing on his lips.
He reached out, lifting her chin with his fingertip.
"What is it?" His voice was lazy. "Young Master Bo leaves, so you come to cling to me?"
The female Omega's cheeks flushed deeper, her body softening against his leg.
"My heart only has Young Master Yan," she said in a thin voice.
Yan Sichen chuckled, his finger sliding to the back of her neck, tracing the edge of her scent patch.
"Is that so?" His voice lowered slightly. "But I heard you were making eyes at Young Master Lu last month."
The female Omega stiffened.
Lu Mohan shot a cold glance their way.
"Not interested," he uttered three words, gesturing for another Omega nearby to pour his wine.
That was also a female Omega, delicate-looking with slender, pale fingers, trembling slightly as she poured wine for Lu Mohan.
A little wine sloshed over, splashing onto the back of Lu Mohan's hand.
The little Omega paled, quickly kneeling. "Young Master Lu, I'm sorry..."
Lu Mohan didn't speak, but reached out and grasped her wrist.
Her wrist was slender, encircled by his palm. With a light pull, she tumbled into his lap.
"What are you nervous about?" Lu Mohan's voice was still cold, but his fingers pressed against her waist with considerable force.
She bit her lip, her body melting into a puddle.
Pei Zixian's corner was quieter.
A female Omega in a white shirt dress leaned close to him, carefully peeling grapes for him.
Although the six-gender system was in place and male Alphas with male Omegas were legal, they still preferred female Omegas with ample curves and slender waists.
They never touched men, only women.
The grape was peeled and offered to Pei Zixian's lips.
He didn't eat it, his gaze resting on her slender fingers.
"Your hands are quite nice," he said, his voice gentle.
The female Omega blushed. "I'm glad Young Master Pei likes them."
Pei Zixian took her hand, playing with her fingertips.
"I heard you play the piano quite well," he said.
The female Omega nodded. "I studied for a few years."
"Then later..." Pei Zixian adjusted his glasses, his eyes crinkling behind the lenses, "...play for me on the bed too."
The implication was clear.
Yan Sichen, watching the scene of indulgence around him, suddenly laughed.
"You tell me," he began, idly playing with the hair of the Omega in his lap.
"When will that kid Jinghuai wise up?"
Lu Mohan pressed the Omega he fancied onto his lap, unbuckling his belt...
"Hard to say," his voice was flat. "He's pickier and harder to please than the old patriarch."
Pei Zixian released the female Omega's hand and picked up his wine glass.
"Su Jingsheng does have some skill," he took a sip. "To get him to take her home, and to get him to kiss her."
Yan Sichen grinned. "Yeah, I never would've thought."
"Rumors say that woman was so arrogant before. Now she's pretending to be a poor little thing, and Jinghuai actually falls for it."
"High pheromone compatibility, probably," Lu Mohan said while moving.
"His ruts are tough. When he meets an Omega that suits his taste, instinct overrides reason."
"He still has to be willing to touch her," Yan Sichen raised an eyebrow.
"Did you forget? Last month, the ones the old patriarch sent over had compatibility ratings of fifty or sixty percent. He didn't even look at them, just told them to get lost."
Their pheromones gradually filled the air further.
Chatting while they indulged, the private room was filled only with the soft, delicate sounds of the girls.
"So I say," Pei Zixian continued, "if Su Jingsheng really can break his virginity, it might actually be a good thing."
Yan Sichen chuckled. "Yeah, once he gets a taste and knows the pleasures of an Omega's body, we won't have to worry about him being clueless anymore."
The female Omega sitting in his lap tilted her head up, her eyes sparkling.
"Young Master Yan," her voice was sugary sweet, "Is Young Master Bo really a virgin?"
Yan Sichen pinched her cheek.
"What?" he raised an eyebrow, "Hearing Jinghuai might finally get some, getting excited? Want to sleep with him?"
The female Omega's cheeks flushed, and she snuggled deeper into his embrace.
"Young Master Yan, there's only you in my heart."
Yan Sichen scoffed, not annoyed.
He tightened his grip on her waist, holding her close, and leaned into her ear. "You think I believe that?"
His voice was low, laced with amusement. "You little minx."
The female Omega trembled slightly, her eyes growing misty.
"Young Master Yan..." she cooed, her fingers clutching his shirtfront.
Yan Sichen lowered his head and captured her lips in a kiss.
The Omega whimpered, melting into his arms.
On the other side, Lu Mohan had already sunk his teeth into another girl's collarbone.
She arched her neck, letting the Alpha claim her skin.
The scene with Pei Zixian was more restrained. The female Omega's face was crimson, her body tense, yet she dared not move.
"This color suits you," he said.
The female Omega's voice was thin. "As long as Young Master Pei likes it."
The scent of pheromones in the private room grew thicker and more potent.
Strong liquor, agarwood, mint, all mingling with the cloyingly sweet scent of the Omegas.
Scattered on the floor were discarded dresses, belts, and torn suppressant patches.
