A Scarred Omega [Female Alpha, Male Omega] (ChatGPT Translated)

Chapter 12

This photo and those things make me nauseous.

"Forget it, I don't expect anything from you guys. Go back and keep looking."

I stood there without reacting, and heard Xiaolin dismiss those people with a casual remark. After a while, I heard muffled and chaotic footsteps from around the corner. I thought they had all left and was about to breathe a sigh of relief, but when I looked up, I saw Xiaolin slowly walking out from around the corner.

He swayed in front of me, showing a harmless smile. His eyelashes were black and his appearance was pleasing to the eye, making him look like a softer omega. Just like the smile he showed me when he first arrived at the company.

I was caught off guard and didn't know how to react for a moment.

After hearing his words, I instinctively felt that Lin Qingshu was not a simple person, at least not like he appeared on the surface as just an ordinary intern who had just graduated from the capital university.

I didn't know whether to show that I had overheard their conversation, but out of caution, I kept quiet and only asked him how he came to the back door.

"I thought you had gone home, so I messaged your computer, but you didn't reply," I said.

I knew myself well enough not to want to start any conflict with him, but Xiaolin seemed to think differently. He didn't answer my question, but instead asked me directly, "Yu Jie, did you hear what I just said?"

I was about to shake my head, but he put his index finger to his lips and made a "shh" sound." Don't be too quick to refuse, I can smell the chocolate on you, bitter and sweet," he laughed and added, "If I'm not mistaken, it should be dark chocolate, right?"

"So Sister Yu likes this kind of taste?"

Xiao Lin widened his eyes curiously and looked at me. I frowned but didn't say anything. This wasn't the first time he had mentioned the pheromone scent of Axiu in front of me, and he was the only one sensitive to it. I had been in the office all day, and no one else had been curious about the fragrance on me.

This made me feel uneasy.

Seeing that I didn't respond, he shook his head regretfully, "Okay, I just don't really like this taste. . . Let's change the subject. Sister Yu should know Bu Huaiyuan, right?"

. . . He's here.

I sighed deeply, knowing that if I didn't let him finish talking today, I probably wouldn't be able to leave. I still hadn't figured out who Lin Qingshu was, but from the way he ordered people around, I knew he was probably someone I couldn't afford to offend.

After silently reciting "alpha can bend and stretch" a few times in my heart, I nodded.

"The youngest marshal in the empire, how glorious he was back then. . ."  Xiao Lin dragged out the ending, and just when I thought he was going to reminisce about the past, he suddenly sneered and said, "He really thought he was something, but in the end, he was stepped into the mud and didn't even dare to climb out." 

What does that mean?
Hasn't Bu Huaiyuan already sacrificed himself. . . ?

The degree of contempt and disgust he showed towards Bu Huaiyuan didn't seem like he was talking about someone who had already sacrificed themselves, which made me unable to hold back and blurt out my question.

Xiaolin restrained his mocking and disdainful gaze, looked at me and smiled again, "Sis, you're so cute. Didn't you hear me looking for Bu Huaiyuan? But. . ."

"But what?"

"But I'm not sure if the current Bu Huaiyuan is exactly the same as before."

He looked at me with a smile, as if hinting at something.