LOGINThe twins were very worried when their Fu Fu didn’t show up to school the next day. They waited by the gate during morning arrival, eyes scanning every face that passed. Then they checked the playground, the hallway, even peeked into his classroom during break. Nothing.
“Maybe he’s sick,” Yo Han whispered, clutching his brother’s hand. “Yeah… he must be really sick,” Yo Sun agreed, voice small. Skipping school was something Li Han would never do, he loved his books too much. The idea of him just… not coming felt impossible. They spent the whole week like that: hopeful in the mornings, disappointed by lunch, and quietly miserable by the end of the day. They talked about going to his house to check on him, maybe bring him soup or a new picture book. But they didn’t know where he lived. They regretted it deeply—why hadn’t they followed him home just once? When they finally worked up the courage to ask their teacher, the answer hit like a cold wave. “He moved away, sweethearts. His family relocated.” Their little hearts cracked open right there in the classroom. He didn’t even say goodbye. No note, no wave, no last cheek kiss. Nothing. The rest of the week blurred into gray. They barely played. They didn’t chatter or cling to each other the way they usually did. Even their usual sparkle dimmed—the big dark-blue eyes looked dull. Their mothers noticed immediately. The two Alphas tried everything: extra hugs, favorite snacks, trips to the park, promises of new toys. Nothing worked. The twins just shook their heads and stared at the empty spot under the big tree where Li Han used to read whenever they were in school. Graduation day arrived, the one they had been so excited about. They had planned it perfectly: they would finally tell Fu Fu their sub-gender results. They would run to him, announce it proudly, and maybe give him the biggest cheek kisses ever. But the spot under the tree stayed empty. The ceremony felt hollow. They stood on stage in their tiny caps and gowns, smiling for the cameras because they had to, but their eyes kept searching the crowd for a familiar quiet face that wasn’t there. When it was over, they went home and cried into their pillows until they fell asleep, exhausted and heartbroken. Just as Elder Huang had said, the move happened the very next day. It took two full days of travel to reach the XX district—long car rides, bumpy trains, and quiet meals eaten in strange rest stops. Then another two days to unpack boxes, arrange furniture, and make the new house feel even a little bit like home. Xiaoming went back to work almost immediately. Jin Xiao, meanwhile, spent those first days searching for a suitable new school. She finally found one, though it was a bit far from their neighborhood. When she worried aloud about the distance, Li Han looked up from his book and said calmly, “I can come home by myself, I’m in junior secondary school now.” She hesitated, then nodded, proud of how grown-up he sounded. She bought his new school uniform, ordered the textbooks and prepared his schoolbag. A few days later, Li Han resumed classes.The new school was different. The school he went to was mostly betas because during this time it was better for the sub-genders to learn about what it entails to being an Alpha or Omega so they were schools which had only omega's or alpha's but since this was a beta school there were no special classes. Li Han sat in his assigned seat near the window, already pulling out a book. The class wasn’t rowdy, but it had its own little cliques—groups of friends who laughed together, shared snacks, whispered secrets. He had no interest in joining any of them. But the girls in the row behind him had no volume control. “Aiya, you must be really smart if you read so much,” one said, leaning over but Li Han didn’t reply, he simply turned the page. “I bet you’d take good care of us during exams. What’s your name?” another asked, giggling. Still nothing. He focused harder on the words. The first girl scoffed. “You little shit, must be really arrogant, huh?” That finally made him move. Li Han stood up abruptly, the chair scraping loudly as he grabbed his book, and walked out without a word. The sudden motion startled them into silence. He headed straight to the library. Finally, quiet. Finally, alone. or so he thought A few minutes later, a girl slid into the seat beside him without asking. "Hello I am Liu Yifei what is your name?" Li Han noted that she was pretty for a beta but not pretty enough to match that of an Omega or Alpha but pretty enough in a lively approachable way. "I am Li Han" Li Han replied seeing that he had no where to run "This is my first time seeing you so you must be new. I already heard about you from the other class—the quiet boy who reads all the time and ignores everyone.” Li Han gave a small nod "So... would you like to be friends?" "No" Li Han replied flatly before going back to reading his book but suddenly he felt an arm being slung over his shoulder and registered a presence sitting beside him “Shūdāizi, stop being such a prude and be my friend. Aren’t I so pretty? Who can resist the great Liu Yifei?” She flipped her hair dramatically, praising herself without a hint of shame. Li Han rolled his eyes, but there was the tiniest twitch at the corner of his mouth. “Wouldn’t you leave me alone, great Liu Yifei?” "Wouldn't you leave me alone great Liu Yifei" Li Han said but Liu Yifei smiled because she made Li Han say her name "I feel like this is a start to a beautiful friendship" Liu Yifei proclaimed but Li Han sighed and continued reading his book.Lu Chen spent the rest of his shift hovering near the service bar like a skittish cat, keeping his distance from Booth 4. Every time he glanced in Professor Gu Yan's direction, his pulse spiked.Gu Yan wasn't alone for long.About an hour before closing, a tall, imposing man with broad shoulders, dark skin, and a formidable build—Zhao Lei—strode into the lounge. He moved with the quiet confidence of someone used to taking charge. Zhao Lei slid into Gu Yan’s booth without asking, leaning in close to whisper something into the professor’s ear.Lu Chen watched from behind a faux palm tree, squinting. Gu Yan didn't pull away. In fact, the icy professor leaned back, letting out a low, amused breath as Zhao Lei signaled the bartender for another round.By 2:00 AM, the lounge was emptying out. Lu Chen was wiping down a table near the glass doors when he saw Zhao Lei practically supporting Gu Yan out into the night air. The professor looked slightly flushed, his usual rigid posture softened b
Thinking the disaster with Xie Huai had finally blown over, life returned to a frantic, exhausting hustle.Lu Chen’s phone hadn't stopped ringing all morning. Between throwing out fifty online applications and begging every local business within a five-mile radius, he had managed to land a dual-shift routine that left him practically dead on his feet.By day, he worked behind the counter at a cozy neighborhood coffee shop, ducking his head behind an oversized black face mask whenever customers walked in. But the daytime wages were pocket change, nowhere near enough to raise a thousand dollars in time.That was why he had accepted the night job.The advertisement posted on a local forum had promised astronomical hourly pay plus generous tips for a "VIP Lounge Floor Server" at The Velvet Lounge. Lu Chen hadn't asked questions; he had just filled out the onboarding form, put on the mandatory uniform which is a fitted black button-down shirt with rolled sleeves and a dark apron, and showe
The air inside the university’s administrative hallway was cold, quiet, and thick with tension.Lu Xi stood in front of the private office door, her fingers clutching a small, worn bankbook so tightly her knuckles had turned white. Her chest heaved with every shaky breath. Beside her, Lu Chen hovered like a restless guard, his hoodie pulled low over his forehead as he kept a sharp eye on the empty corridor."Lu Chen, go home," Lu Xi whispered urgently, glaring at him through her swollen, red-rimmed eyes. "If Mr. Xie Huai sees you here, everything is going to explode!""I'm not leaving you alone with that rich lunatic," Lu Chen gritted out, his arms crossed tightly over his chest. "I told you, I'll handle him.""Handle him how? By calling him another animal?!" Lu Xi hissed, slapping his arm away. "This is my academic future! I brought my savings passbook. I’ll apologize, give him what I have, and set up a monthly payment plan. Just shut up and let me talk!"Before Lu Chen could argue,
The heavy metal door of the apartment slammed shut, and Lu Chen collapsed against it, his lungs burning like fire. He ripped off the itchy black wig, tossing it onto the floor mat before aggressively tugging at the suffocating collar of the pink dress."Never again," he wheezed, wiping sweat from his forehead. "If she ever asks me to do this again, I’m moving to the countryside."He stumbled into his room, stripped off the horrendous dress, and changed back into his oversized gray hoodie and faded sweatpants. Sitting down at his desk, he stared at his reflection in the computer monitor. His hands were still trembling slightly from the sheer adrenaline of screaming at a billionaire heir and shoving a university professor.An hour later, the front door burst open.Lu Xi marched into the apartment, her face pale and her breathing ragged. She didn't even drop her bag before heading straight for Lu Chen's room, kicking the door open with her foot."Lu Chen!" she shrieked, holding up her ph
The gallery of the Fine Arts Department was suffocatingly bright and smelled of expensive perfume, freshly cured oil paint, and pretension.Lu Chen kept his head low, hunching his broad shoulders to make himself look smaller inside the tight pink student uniform. Every time the hem of the skirt brushed against his bare knees, a cold shiver of humiliation ran up his spine.Just find table four, get the canvas, sign Lu Xi’s name, and get the hell out, he repeated like a mantra, adjusting the itchy black wig tucked behind his ears.He spotted the registration desk near the grand archway. Standing beside a tall display easel was a man in his late twenties, dressed in a sleek, charcoal-grey turtleneck and a beige trench coat. Even from behind, the man practically exuded an air of icy, unreachable elegance. His dark hair was meticulously styled, revealing a pale, sharp jawline.That must be Professor Gu Yan, Lu Chen thought, remembering his sister’s endless rants about her strictly aloof, t
"Come on, Lu Chen! Just put on the fucking dress!""No," Lu Chen said, his thumbs hammering the buttons of his handheld console with murderous intensity. The screen flashed neon blue as his character executed a pixelated backflip. "I’d rather be dragged naked through the city square than wear that hideous piece of cloth.""Please! I’m literally begging you! I’m your sister!"Lu Chen didn’t even bother looking up. He rolled his eyes, his thumbs clicking away in a steady, aggressive rhythm. "You’re my sister, not my owner. Go wear it yourself."A heavy, dramatic thud echoed through the tiny living room.Lu Chen finally glanced over the rim of his screen. His twin sister, Lu Xi, had collapsed face-down onto the floor mat like a deflated balloon. Her hair was a chaotic nest, and her voice came out muffled against the thin fabric of the rug."I can't be in two places at once," she lamented, her voice echoing with pure despair. "I have to meet the client across town to collect my payment fo
Li Han found himself standing in front of what he hoped was the twins’ house. He had tried his best to memorize the route they had taken when they picked him up that night, but navigating unfamiliar roads in the dark wasn’t easy. The mansion was much farther than he had imagined—probably because th
Like Yo Han said, Yo Sun and Yo Han came to pick him up within five minutes. Li Han realized they were in their sleepwear and felt guilty, but the car ride to the house was silent. Amazed was what Li Han felt when he looked at their large mansion, but he refused to show it and quietly followed t
They arrived at Zhao Kai’s mansion just as the afternoon sun dipped low enough to cast long shadows across the gated driveway. The house loomed ahead of them, massive and unapologetically extravagant, the kind of place that did not try to be subtle about its wealth. Tall iron gates slid open silent
It was a scorching, humid Saturday, the kind that clings to your skin like a damp cloth and makes every breath feel heavy. The trio had decided to escape the oppressive heat by lounging in Zhao Kai’s luxurious pool—the kind with mosaic tiles that shimmered like liquid sapphire under the sun and







