Accompanied by Pei Siyue, Ruan Shuyang brought evidence of past incidents to the police station to file a report.
There were psychological evaluations and psychiatric consultation records provided by Ruan Shuyang, witness testimonies Pei Siyue had secured confirming Ruan Jianchuan had snatched the newborn from the hospital, and the video footage of the beating captured by Pan Lan.
With irrefutable evidence and Pei Siyue’s connections, authorities swiftly decided to arrest both Ruan Jianchuan and Pan Lan.
Ruan Qi was also apprehended simultaneously.
School violence knows only two states: zero incidents or endless repetition.
Having grown accustomed to bullying Ruan Shuyang, Ruan Qi’s appetite had grown. He had also bullied other adolescent omegas at school, and was implicated in campus violence even after reaching adulthood in his senior year. He was taken away by the police along with the others.
When they emerged from the police station, Ruan Shuyang looked up at the sky overhead.
Mid-October brought a slight chill, yet the sky was an exceptionally clear, azure blue—so beautiful it was impossible to look away.
Just like his current mood.
He pulled out his phone to snap a photo of the sky, then posted a rare update: The sky is truly beautiful.
Pei Siyue quietly accompanied him. After he put his phone away, he asked, “Want to go out and have some fun?”
“A little,” Ruan Shuyang replied. “But I still have classes. Only weekends are free, and my brother is busy too.”
“We can wait until winter break,” Pei Siyue answered. “After we get engaged, I’ll take you somewhere.”
Ruan Shuyang thought for a moment, then smiled with crinkled eyes. “Sounds good.”
As he spoke, he quietly touched the spot on his lower abdomen. It should be healed by winter break, right? Then it would be okay.
Otherwise, every time it would be…
He would feel so embarrassed.
The matters concerning the Ruan family were gradually drifting far from him. Going to report it to the police today was merely to resolve a lingering concern, to ensure those who had done wrong received their due punishment.
This matter wouldn’t become an obsession, nor would it shackle him for life.
He would keep moving forward, never looking back.
Only when he was sitting in the car with Pei Siyue did he ask, “Brother, what will happen to Ruan Jewelry?”
The question went unanswered at first. Pei Siyue tapped the steering wheel lightly before replying in a tone that carried the weight of a promise: “It will be yours.”
Ruan Shuyang hadn’t considered this possibility at all. He stared at Pei Siyue with genuine surprise.
Pei Siyue didn’t elaborate on his actions, only stating, “I’ll acquire a large number of shares when Ruan Jewelry’s stock hits rock bottom. Simultaneously, I’ll secure the shares held by others. You will become the largest shareholder of Ruan Jewelry.”
“After that, we’ll hire professional managers to clean up Ruan Jewelry—remove the Ruan family members from upper management. You’ll decide the fate of the remaining employees and the company itself.”
The Ruan family members had watched Ruan Shuyang suffer for years without batting an eye. Pei Siyue harbored no affection for them.
Ruan Shuyang had never imagined he could one day become the master of Ruan Jewelry.
Could Ruan Jewelry truly become his?
“You could sell it,” Pei Siyue suggested. “If you wish to sell, I’ll handle it for you. If you want to keep it, you could choose to rename it.”
“For instance… merge it into your Yu Jewelry.”
Transforming Ruan Jewelry into Yu Jewelry.
“Take your time deciding,” Pei Siyue said, gently patting his back to comfort him. “There’s no rush now. Acquiring Ruan Jewelry and restructuring the upper management will take time. It should be completed around the New Year.”
Ruan Shuyang’s heartbeat steadied. He nodded earnestly. “Brother, I understand.”
Seeing Ruan Shuyang didn’t object to his proposal, Pei Siyue understood. He drove the young omega to lunch before dropping him off for class.
The state of the Ruan Corporation wouldn’t affect their lives.
Ruan Jianchuan was in a complete mess.
The newly signed spokesperson had inexplicably fallen from grace. His gut told him the Pei Corporation was sabotaging him, especially considering the relationship between Pei Siyue and Ruan Shuyang.
Ignoring his PR director’s advice, he insisted on targeting Pei’s Hanfeng Group. But the PR backfired—netizens refused to believe him.
A flood of refund requests followed for both online and physical stores. He faced bank debt collection, partners pulling investments, and project delays.
Convinced this was all part of Pei Siyue’s scheme, he was about to confront him when the police arrived at his door.
He assumed they were investigating recent matters involving the Ruan family, but instead they brought up events from over a decade ago.
What he had done to Yu Xianpo.
Those events were meant to remain buried forever, never to see the light of day. He believed no one could ever find evidence, for emotional abuse was incredibly difficult to define—at best, it could be dismissed as a couple’s quarrel.
He had always held this conviction, but the police raid shattered all his confidence.
He screamed and struggled, but his hands were cuffed, and he was hooded and shoved into the police car.
As the hood was pulled over his head, he caught glimpses of blinding flashes.
That night, the news of Ruan Jianchuan, Chairman of Ruan Jewelry, being arrested shot to the top of the trending topics.
Every detail of his past was laid bare: his marital infidelity was a ploy to mentally control the genius designer Yu Xianpo, exploiting her omega vulnerability to impregnate her. After the child was born, he placed the innocent infant in the Ruan household, using the son to blackmail the mother.
When the wall fell, everyone rushed to kick it. Numerous scandals surrounding Ruan Jewelry surfaced. Former employees revealed the company was essentially a family workshop where competence was useless—one had to be skilled at sucking up to the bosses, especially the Ruan family members, to get ahead.
Following Yu Xianpo’s death, Ruan Jewelry failed to introduce any notable new designs. Their current bestsellers remain styles from over a decade ago—pieces already owned by most jewelry enthusiasts. Other products hold negligible appeal.
Only now did people realize that the entire Ruan Jewelry empire had been built by exploiting a single genius female omega designer.
It was outrageous, utterly despicable.
More scandals kept surfacing: the Ruan family abusing Yu Xianpo’s son after her death, Ruan Jianchuan harassing female employees. Pan Lan, who should have been a victim, had become an abuser—tormenting a minor omega, resorting to physical violence and emotional abuse.
With such scandals erupting one after another, coupled with the lack of outstanding jewelry and sales, Ruan Jewelry’s stock price plummeted, hitting consecutive daily limits, and its market value evaporated by hundreds of millions overnight.
Everyone was commemorating the genius designer who had passed away over a decade ago, feeling heartbroken for her son.
Upon learning of these events in detention, Ruan Jianchuan suddenly snapped. He shouted, ” It’s all Pei Siyue! This is his conspiracy! He’s the one destroying me!”
He recalled the performance-based agreement—he was doomed to lose.
With this scandal erupting, the group’s fourth-quarter net profit would inevitably turn negative. Per the agreement, he’d have to transfer all his shares to Pei Siyue—a staggering 55%.
The agreement explicitly stated “free transfer,” not “sale”!
He bitterly regretted signing that agreement in a moment of recklessness, believing everything was under his control. He had thought that even if he lost the bet, it wouldn’t matter—he could still use Ruan Shuyang to threaten Pei Siyue. But now, trapped behind bars, it was all for naught.
Moreover, the tens of millions Pei Siyue provided never entered his pocket. It all went toward Ruan Jewelry’s daily operations—he hadn’t touched a single penny.
Now, even his last shred of equity was gone. He was finished.
Pei Siyue. This was all Pei Siyue’s doing.
Ruan Jianchuan gnashed his teeth in fury toward Pei Siyue, consumed by hatred, yet trapped in detention, utterly powerless.
Why did Pei Siyue target him? Only now did Ruan Jianchuan realize the initial investment had been a trap all along.
Back then, he’d been cornered. Refusing that performance-based agreement would have meant being stripped of his chairman position immediately, his shares gradually carved up piece by piece. Faced with Pei Siyue’s mix of kindness and intimidation, he’d had no choice but to sign.
But signing it left him with no way out now.
He inexplicably recalled a question Pei Siyue had once asked him—
“And how much would you sacrifice for an omega?”
Now he suspected Pei Siyue might actually do it.
Is there really such a foolish alpha in this world?
**
Pei Siming also learned about the Ruan Jewelry incident, though it held little surprise for him.
A month ago, he had already sensed that Ruan Jewelry seemed beyond saving. He shouldn’t have partnered with them in the first place—that initial decision was a mistake.
But it didn’t matter. He was doing his best to pull out his investment, managing to salvage at least some money. Though the losses were greater, he didn’t care anymore.
As long as the post-cleansing medication successfully passed Phase III clinical trials and hit the market, his financial freedom would be within reach.
Then, he would surely win Ruan Shuyang back.
Still, he hadn’t imagined how utterly miserable Ruan Shuyang’s life had become within the Ruan family.
He knew things were bad, but he hadn’t grasped just how bad.
He should have helped him sooner.
At the dinner table, Chi Heng saw the news and asked Chi Ye, who’d been gloomy lately, “Now you know where you fall short compared to Pei Siyue, right?”
Chi Ye replied gloomily, “It’s the age gap.”
Had he been just a few years older, things might not have turned out this way.
“No,” Chi Heng countered without hesitation. “The difference lies in your drive.”
“You know everything too, but your execution is weak. You’re indecisive and lack decisiveness.”
As his older brother, Chi Heng mercilessly pointed out Chi Ye’s flaws.
Chi Ye’s face darkened at the criticism, but he didn’t lose his temper with his own brother.
“You know Ruan Shuyang might not have it easy at the Ruan household, but beating up Ruan Qi—what good does that do? He’s just a lowly lackey. The ones you should really be targeting are Ruan Jianchuan and his wife Pan Lan. Have you ever considered that?”
Chi Ye was speechless, his expression darkening by the second.
He hadn’t considered this. He hadn’t considered taking action against elders.
Pei Siyue, who was essentially his peer, had gone straight after the older generation.
That kind of boldness and capability was something he truly lacked.
“Even you,” Chi Heng sighed, “don’t have the power to get Ruan Shuyang to move out. Don’t rush to argue. I know you have money—you could find Ruan Shuyang a new place. But what if Ruan Jianchuan tracks him down once he’s settled?”
Chi Ye replied, “Ignore him.”
“Then what if Ruan Jianchuan comes to our parents demanding him back? What then?”
“Look at Pei Siyue—he ignores whatever the Pei family says,” pointed out Chi Heng. “Even if Zhou Wei had ten times the courage now, she wouldn’t dare interfere with Pei Siyue’s affairs. He completely disregards whatever Pei Yan says because Pei Yan can’t control him. Pei Yan holds no sway over him. Even if Pei Yan tried every trick to oust him from the chairman’s seat at Hanfeng Group, it wouldn’t faze him. Hanfeng Group is irrelevant to Pei Siyue—his own ventures are vast enough.”
In fact, Chi Heng often felt Pei Siyue couldn’t be bothered with Hanfeng Group, eager to extricate himself from it as soon as possible.
Chi Ye frowned. “What business of his own does Pei Siyue have? Isn’t it just inheriting the family business?”
Chi Heng retorted irritably, “If you’d paid any attention, you’d know from the Chi family that Rui Ji Technology was founded entirely by Pei Siyue himself.”
After hearing this, Chi Ye’s expression darkened for a long moment before he suddenly declared, “When I reach Pei Siyue’s age, I might not be any worse than he is now.”
Chi Heng considered this, deciding an objective assessment was necessary. Though Chi Ye was his own brother, he couldn’t ignore the facts.
“By the time Pei Siyue was your age, Ruiji Technology was already a major enterprise.”
Chi Ye: “…”
This was truly his own brother—utterly merciless.
Chi Ye felt utterly deflated.
He was still too young.
**
Pei Siyue had agreed to invest primarily for two reasons.
First, it was a delaying tactic—buying time to gather evidence and ensuring Ruan Jianchuan wouldn’t bother Ruan Shuyang during that period.
Second, it was about the equity.
He intended to ensure Ruan Jewelry rightfully belonged to Ruan Shuyang.
If he didn’t want it, he could sell it later—but first, he would help seize it.
That was his nature: combative and aggressive.
He didn’t share these plans with Ruan Shuyang. On Friday night, he simply asked, “Want to go out tomorrow?”
Ruan Shuyang asked curiously, “Where?”
“Shopping, movies, eating, having fun.”
Pei Siyue had deliberately researched what college couples Ruan Shuyang’s age did on dates, so the young omega wouldn’t feel a generation gap with him or think he was like an elder.
“Sure!” Ruan Shuyang replied with an immediate smile. “Brother, what movie should we see tomorrow? I’ve never been to the cinema before—I wonder what it’s like.”
The Ruan family certainly hadn’t taken pity on him enough to bring him to the movies; he’d simply never had the money to go himself before.
Now that he had money, he found going alone unappealing and mostly watched classic films at home that had been released years ago.
He’d heard from classmates that watching movies in theaters had a better atmosphere, with screens much larger than at home. He’d always been curious, but assumed Pei Siyue was too busy to take him, so he’d never mentioned it.
Now that Pei Siyue had offered, he beamed with delight.
Seeing the little omega’s sweet, expectant smile, Pei Siyue sat beside him to pick a movie.
He pointed to a relatively safe comedy and asked, “Want to see this one?”
Tragedies were out of the question—he didn’t want to see the little omega’s eyes turn into fountains.
Ruan Shuyang pouted playfully. Since Pei Siyue finally had time to accompany him to the movies, he wanted to try something different. He could watch comedies alone; it felt like a waste to have Pei Siyue join him for one.
After some thought, he settled on a recently released horror film with excellent reviews.
“I want to see this one.”
Pei Siyue glanced at the horror film Ruan Shuyang mentioned. He personally had no issue with it, but he worried the little omega might get scared.
“Are you sure?”
Ruan Shuyang nodded firmly. “Absolutely sure, big bro. This is the one I want to see.”
“Alright.”
After buying tickets for tomorrow morning’s show, they discussed where to eat.
He began ordering: “I want hot pot.”
Pei Siyue: “Alright.”
After selecting, Ruan Shuyang asked with concern: “Will you find it too unfamiliar, Brother?”
Pei Siyue had grown up in a privileged household, every movement exuding refined elegance that spoke of impeccable upbringing. He usually dined at private kitchens or five-star restaurants. Would he find this crowded, queue-filled hot pot place too unfamiliar?
But he did want to try it.
Pei Siyue, of course, saw right through Ruan Shuyang’s thoughts and cut him off. “Don’t overthink it.”
“I used to be too busy with experiments to be picky.”
Ruan Shuyang exhaled in relief, smiling sheepishly.
Pei Siyue gently lifted his chin, leaning down to capture his lips. “You always misunderstand me.”
Ruan Shuyang could only make muffled sounds, unable to speak.
“You deserve punishment.”
Pei Siyue’s lips moved to Ruan Shuyang’s neck. Ruan Shuyang hadn’t been touched there much before, and he shivered sensitively as a tingling sensation spread all the way to behind his ear.
Pei Siyue gently sucked on that spot. It stung a little, but Pei Siyue’s pheromones made him feel incredibly comfortable.
At first, Ruan Shuyang didn’t understand what was happening until he returned to his room and looked in the mirror.
He had been left with a kiss mark.
It was an exceptionally vivid red, like an indelible mark on his shoulder.
A mark left by Pei Siyue.
The next morning, as Ruan Shuyang dressed, he saw the mark remained vividly red. Even after a night’s sleep, it showed no sign of fading.
He reluctantly abandoned his T-shirt, opting instead for a beige shirt to conceal the mark on his shoulder.
Pei Siyue had done it on purpose.
Ruan Shuyang puffed out his cheeks, convinced the wicked enigma had deliberately left the mark on his shoulder.
Unable to wear a T-shirt, he opted for a cream-colored shirt with butterfly sleeves. Beneath the wide sleeves, his wrists were slender and jade-like.
The slightly raised collar concealed the marks on his neck, revealing only a slender swan-like section.
The shirt’s hem gently covered the mid-rise waistband of his jeans, hinting at the rounded, firm curve of his hips beneath the denim.
Only after descending the stairs did Ruan Shuyang realize he and Pei Siyue were wearing matching outfits—both in white T-shirts and jeans, somewhat resembling a couple’s ensemble.
He flushed slightly, but his irritation vanished upon seeing Pei Siyue preparing breakfast in the kitchen.
If you’re the one waiting to eat breakfast, you shouldn’t dwell on the kiss marks anyway—they’re covered now.
Pei Siyue brought out the breakfast and saw Ruan Shuyang dressed clean and fresh today, with rosy lips and white teeth.
Suddenly, he regretted bringing him along.
But seeing the eager look in Ruan Shuyang’s eyes during breakfast, he set the plates back in the kitchen and prepared to leave together.
Just before stepping out, he stood behind Ruan Shuyang and peeled off the small omega’s gland patch.
Ruan Shuyang asked curiously, “Brother, are you reapplying the mark?”
Pei Siyue’s voice was calm and composed, yet his actions were starkly at odds with his tone. He wrapped his arms firmly around Ruan Shuyang’s waist, muscles taut like a dragon guarding its one-of-a-kind treasure.
Ruan Shuyang was puzzled. He’d been marked just the day before yesterday—it shouldn’t have faded so quickly.
But he said nothing, obediently exposing his pale, clean gland.
His gland had grown significantly over the past three months. The treatment results were better than expected—it was now two-thirds the size of a normal omega’s gland. By winter break, it should be as large as a typical omega’s.
Pei Siyue’s lips lightly brushed the gland. The skin was smooth and intact, bearing no trace of the previous day’s events.
He extended his tongue to lick it. Ruan Shuyang let out a soft moan. His body, well-trained by him, was already craving instinctively, the gland seeping clear fluid.
Ruan Shuyang trembled involuntarily, his voice breaking as he said, “Brother, hurry, hurry.”
The words barely left his lips before a sharp sting shot through him. His legs instantly buckled beneath him, unable to bear his weight. Enigma seized his waist from behind, pulling him completely into the embrace.
This time the marking lasted longer, the pheromones repeatedly flooding into his body as if Pei Siyue were caressing him with a gentle stream of water.
When it ended, his legs were too weak to stand, and he leaned against Pei Siyue’s chest, panting softly. His gaze was hazy, his eyes seductively alluring.
Pei Siyue offered a half-serious, half-joking suggestion: “Why don’t we just stay in? Okay?”
Ruan Shuyang struggled to straighten up, clinging to Pei Siyue’s hand. With a pout, he murmured, “Big brother promised to take me out. You can’t go back on your word.”
It seemed he genuinely wanted to go out and play with him.
Pei Siyue had no choice but to drive the little omega, whose eyes were now narrowed into seductive slits, to their destination. When they got out of the car, Ruan Shuyang’s eyes were still red around the edges and corners. A closer look revealed traces of the passion they’d just shared.
He should have just booked a vacation to a deserted island—just the two of them.
Pei Siyue sighed inwardly, then walked around to the other side of the sports car, opening the door to help Ruan Shuyang out.
After getting him inside, Ruan Shuyang happily led Pei Siyue to buy bubble tea.
Sometimes, when he saw couples from their class walking affectionately along the campus tree-lined paths, each holding a cup of milk tea and occasionally swapping sips, he felt a pang of envy.
He wanted to be like that with Pei Siyue too. But the other was usually too busy to come to school. Today, at least half of that wish had come true—they were sharing milk tea together.
Before ordering, he specifically asked Pei Siyue what flavor he wanted. Pei Siyue casually replied, “The same as yours.”
“No way,” Ruan Shuyang said with a serious expression. “Bro, we need different flavors so we can swap drinks.”
Pei Siyue: “…Fine. Then buy whichever two you want.”
Ruan Shuyang finally beamed with joy. He bought two different flavors of milk tea, inserted straws into both cups, took a few sips of each flavor, and then handed the one he didn’t like to Pei Siyue.
Pei Siyue casually sipped the milk tea Ruan Shuyang didn’t want. Turning his head slightly, he saw the little omega affectionately hooking his arm.
The little omega blinked his large, sparkling eyes, curiously and happily taking in the unfamiliar mall. Whenever something caught his interest, he’d smile and share it with Pei Siyue, his smile as radiant as a flower.
The slowly blossoming little omega resembled a blooming lily of the valley, his petals fresh and delicate, his demeanor pure and captivating.
Pei Siyue hadn’t really wanted to bring him out at all, but knowing the little omega would be happy made him bring him along. He just had to keep his mark on him, carrying his pheromones.
They drank bubble tea together, played claw machines, and hit the arcade. Afterward, they went to a hot pot restaurant for dinner. Still reeking of hot pot, they headed to the mall to buy a new outfit to change into—once again, matching couple’s outfits.
By a little past two in the afternoon, they were sitting together in the cinema with two cups of milk tea.
From the moment they left that morning until now, Pei Siyue had felt like he was babysitting a child—until they were seated in the cinema.
Ruan Shuyang, who’d never seen a horror film before, had completely overestimated his own courage. When the doll suddenly let out a “creak-creak-creak” laugh—a sound eerie and terrifying—he jumped in fright, sucked in a sharp breath, and immediately clutched Pei Siyue’s hand beside him.
Pei Siyue turned his hand to hold Ruan Shuyang’s, patting it gently to comfort him.
They had reserved a double couple’s seat in the back row of the theater. Sitting together on a sofa, Ruan Shuyang couldn’t bear to watch the later terrifying scenes. After glancing twice, he buried his face in Pei Siyue’s chest, biting his lip in fear, his face pale with terror.
Pei Siyue leaned close to his ear and whispered, “Should we leave?”
Unexpectedly, the small omega in his arms whispered softly, “No, I… I want to see the ending.”
Then let’s watch.
Pei Siyue held Ruan Shuyang as the latter watched intermittently, finally calming down only after the credits rolled.
They went grocery shopping together again. That evening, Pei Siyue cooked for Ruan Shuyang. Listening to the sizzling sounds from the kitchen, Ruan gradually forgot the horror movie’s scenes and plot, thinking everything was fine.
But after turning off the lights that night, the movie’s scenes and images from earlier that day suddenly flooded Ruan Shuyang’s mind without warning.
Now, every time he closed his eyes, that terrifying doll and its horrifying laughter filled his vision. He curled up under the covers, frozen in fear, convinced that the slightest movement would cause a monstrous doll to burst through the doorway.
Waaah… Why did he have to watch a horror movie set in a villa today? Now, the night was so vividly immersive he couldn’t sleep at all.
He tried closing his eyes to sleep, but it was utterly impossible. He couldn’t even bring himself to turn over.
When the fear became overwhelming, and terrifying scenes kept flooding his mind, he mustered the courage to call Pei Siyue, asking him to come over and keep him company.
He was too scared to move, too terrified to face the empty hallway or the guest room door where that creepy doll might burst out.
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