ALSACW – Chapter 110

Although Lucia was quite tempted to ask this omega, who had given her so much trouble in the business world, how his recent blind dates were going, he was, after all, not a plaything she could humiliate at will. Perhaps she could try after the Tang family fell, but for now, Lucia could only regretfully adhere to aristocratic etiquette and greet the Tang family members one by one.

Reporters had already photographed her entering the Tang residence, so logically, half the purpose of her trip was already accomplished.

As for the other half, Lucia lifted her gaze slightly, looking at the alpha nestled in the wheelchair. The elegant and dignified smile on her lips widened a little, revealing a hint of imperceptible malice.

She supported her omega by the arm and walked toward the destination of her trip.

“Miss Yun, I regret that this disaster has occurred. An upright person like you should not have had to suffer such a thing.”

Hearing this, Yun Chuji offered a polite smile. “Thank you for your concern, Your Highness. Your presence is a great honor.”

After a round of worthless pleasantries, this secret superior and subordinate finally fell into a state of staring at each other in silence.

It had to be said that Yun Chuji’s skill at flattery was on par with Lucia’s skill at showing concern. What was there to say next?

Yun Chuji was a little awkward, but Lucia was even more so. In the past, her conversations with Yun Chuji had always been about business, with Yun Chuji only offering a few perfunctory compliments at the very end. She hadn’t expected that this skill, which was merely entry-level for her other subordinates, was already Yun Chuji’s limit.

Alright, there was no doubt.

This person who appeared to have good morals was also decent in private. She hadn’t even learned to be tactful. It was a mystery what kind of confidence had led her to decide to become an undercover agent for Glory.

Ah, and she had even succeeded!

Lucia’s lips twitched slightly as she said with a faint smile, “Now that you and I are relatives, perhaps we can go out for a drink together sometime.”

A drink? Yun Chuji tilted her head up, looking at this alpha who exuded a royal air, and thought, human perception is such a strange thing. Even though she knew this glittering facade was crawling with disgusting insects, a sense of awe still arose as naturally as sweat every time she saw her.

But Elder Brother was different. Yun Chuji observed him out of the corner of her eye. Surrounded by people, he looked calm and gentle, showing no discomfort at all, unlike someone who had been imprisoned for several months.

Yun Chuji took a light breath and put on a slightly dazed, smiling expression. “Of course. It would be an honor to have a drink with you.”

Tsk, what terrible flattery.

Lucia secretly pursed her lips. She could clearly feel the cold shoulder she was being given. In the past, she might have been angry for a while and vowed revenge.

But now, her mindset was much calmer. Before coming, Yun Xuan had analyzed the Tang family’s likely reactions for her, and this situation was the one with the highest probability.

They don’t want to have a falling out, but at the same time, they don’t think highly of me?

How interesting.

However, since she already knew which direction the blow would come from and had successfully dodged it, there was no need to throw the captured stick into the trash.

Besides, someone has already bought this stick from me, haven’t they?

Lucia looked meaningfully at Yun Chuji’s shoulder, her azure eyes narrowing into a profound arc before she broke into a brilliant smile. “Look at them, see how happy they are over a child.”

At her words, Yun Chuji followed Lucia’s gaze and turned to look at Tang Jianxi and the others.

They clearly had better skills at making pleasantries than Yun Chuji, still able to maintain a lively conversational rhythm.

The reason it was just pleasantries was that they never touched upon any substantive content.

They talked about the feeling of being pregnant, how a pregnant omega should take care of themselves, and what a pregnant omega should eat.

Undeniably, these were all important topics, but they never once mentioned the child’s mother, as if it had independently and suddenly appeared in Yun Xuan’s belly one day.

—even though said mother was standing just two meters away from them, wearing a brilliant smile.

Yun Chuji couldn’t muster the same smile. She simply nodded and then asked, “Your Highness, when do you and Elder Brother plan to get married?”

The surroundings suddenly fell silent.

Then, it immediately became lively again, as if that less-than-a-second of silence was merely a trick of nervous minds.

The smile on Lucia’s face grew more cheerful. Finally, she thought, we’re on this topic.

“I came back this time with the intention of getting married on the Imperial Capital Star. Rest assured, I will give Yun Xuan a wedding that everyone in the Empire will envy.”

Lucia’s attitude was so enthusiastic, as if she truly held some genuine affection for her betrothed.

Or rather, as if she were truly capable of genuinely liking anyone at all.

This sentence smashed the truth Yun Chuji had been trying to avoid right into her face. In that instant, Yun Chuji felt as if her nearly healed wound had been torn open again, so much so that her blood and heart seemed to slowly seep out from it.

Elder Brother, what on earth are you trying to do?

To actually go so far as to get married…

She forced a smile, suppressing her panic and unease. Her acting skills were always much better at times like these. At this moment, at least, she truly looked like a sister who was proud of her brother.

But Lucia, who had already written Yun Chuji off as a clumsy undercover agent, couldn’t read her emotions now. Logically, shouldn’t she be panicking?

After all, according to Yun Xuan’s assessment, this was a good person, so kind she could be called weak.

But it didn’t really matter. This chess piece had already been traded away, anyway.

At least for now, Yun Chuji’s skill at pleasantries finally surpassed that of her most out-of-favor sycophant. At the very least, she, a dignified princess, didn’t have to bear the responsibility of finding topics for conversation.

The two of them completed their social interaction smoothly. Lucia stayed at the Tang residence for a duration appropriate for visiting a sick person, then left with Yun Xuan.

During this time, Yun Xuan did not say a single word to Yun Chuji. He gave her not even the slightest opportunity to question him.

He knew what this sister of his would ask. She would ask why he would willingly debase himself, why it had come to this.

However, a flower raised in a greenhouse like her could never understand the wild ambition of a tree.

Yun Xuan ducked into the royal family’s signature Snow Dragon hover car. Its jet-black body gleamed in the sunlight, like a piece of night that had mistakenly wandered into the daytime.

Lucia did not ride in the same car as him. It was against both royal protocol and security requirements.

In fact, not even Yun Xuan knew which car she had gotten into.

And so, it was truly a difficult thing to kill someone in this era. In his own era, one often didn’t even have to lift a finger; merely being a bystander was enough to condemn a person to death.

This truly was a good era, an infinitely vast greenhouse. No wonder Chuniang could thrive here like a fish in water.

Yun Xuan carefully scrolled through the news on the StarNet. It was filled with the love-hate sagas of alphas and omegas. They lived so happily that they brazenly exposed their weaknesses for all to see.

The car was silent, with only the faint light from the terminal on Yun Xuan’s wrist flickering.

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Imperial Capital Star, A-District, the Imperial Palace.

After meeting with the last of her ministers, the Empress of the Empire remained alone in her study, with only a silver AI robot bustling about to attend to her needs.

But throughout the Empire, perhaps only a robot could accurately understand what this empress’s true needs were.

She had ruthlessly exiled her own child, yet she had tacitly allowed her to return before the dust had even settled.

Some said it was because of the royal family’s first grandchild. The truth of the matter was still unknown, but the various princes and princesses were indeed spending much less time carousing. Perhaps the royal family would soon enter a golden age of proliferating its branches.

But Ophelia Hall herself knew that wasn’t it.

It wasn’t just because of the child, although the child was part of the reason.

More importantly, it was about the child’s father.

That ambitious and arrogant father.

She thought the Yun family was truly a strange one, having produced an alpha who was nothing like an alpha, and an omega who was nothing like an omega.

But this difference wasn’t something that could be resolved by simply swapping their genders. To be precise, they were more like betas.

They lacked the emotional volatility that was an inevitable result of long-term immersion in pheromones, which made them seem overly stable, devoid of the explosive power that alphas and omegas ought to possess.

However, they were not mediocre like betas. Their minds were very active—the minds of creators, not the minds of imitators like betas.

It was remarkable. One could say they were close to perfect.

The Empress had always watched with a cold eye as her children fought amongst themselves. The power she possessed was enough to satisfy her most secret voyeuristic desires.

Contrary to public perception, this formidable alpha empress was not an alpha supremacist. This was not difficult to understand; after all, Her Majesty the Empress had once passionately pursued Marshal Chu Meng. After being rejected, she hadn’t flown into a rage. On the contrary, she had gracefully sent a gift for Chu Meng’s promotion ceremony to colonel, and then married her current consort.

She was a realist who only liked people of value.

She had originally thought Clarence was such a person, but he seemed unable to resist the temptation of power and was now on the verge of losing the composure a ruler ought to have.

So then… Ophelia lit a cigar. Smoke curled upward, blurring the empress’s stern face.

The silver AI robot worked silently, supplying fresh air to the most honored person in the Empire.

“Let the smoke drift, Jack,” she said. “I like watching it drift.”

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