Dress as the notorious Omega

If Zhou Yu'an hadn't invited the Su family to dinner, Su Yan would never have thought of inviting the Su family to the wedding.

When he was told that Su Haihe and Xiang Ying were also eating together, most of the smile on his face faded immediately.

It's just that Su Yan is in the same car as Mr. Zhou, so it's hard for Su Yan to say anything.

When getting out of the car, Jun Zhiqian gently shook his hand. He turned to look at Jun Zhiqian and got a comforting look.

"I'm fine." Su Yan pursed her lips and shook her head, reassuring Jun Zhiqian.

Pass through the lush and tall coconut grove in the hotel lobby, and come to the open-air restaurant behind.

Knowing that the old man of the Zhou family doesn't like to be disturbed by people, and he doesn't want the dining environment to be too closed, the hotel manager chose a garden-style open-air restaurant for Jun Zhiqian, and cleaned it up a day in advance to decorate it. The air is filled with the fragrance of spring flowers.

Hearing from the manager that the Su family had arrived, Su Yan felt that Su Haihe was an interesting person—a few days ago when he sent money to him, he would ignore it, but the Zhou family moved their mouths, and a message from an assistant made him fart The ditzy dragged his family and ran over.

"Heh..." Su Yan couldn't hold back a sneer.

Fortunately, the old man was pushed ahead in a wheelchair, so he didn't hear the slight cold snort.

Jun Zhiqian noticed Su Yan's uneasiness and stopped in his tracks.

Su Yan thought he had something to do, so she also stopped beside him.

"Mr. Jun, what's the matter?"

"You don't want to see them?" Jun Zhiqian's question hit the nail on the head.

Indeed, not at all.

But he couldn't offend Mr. Zhou's face, Su Yan shrugged and denied his true thoughts.

How could Jun Zhiqian not know that he was forcing a smile, looked into Su Yan's eyes, sighed and explained, "...Actually, it's okay if you don't come today, it's just a formality, you haven't been back to Su's house for so long, I thought you would miss Mr. Su."

"If you're not feeling well, be sure to tell me."

Su Yan understood Jun Zhiqian's kindness, but he wanted to see Su Haihe today anyway, and he still had something to clarify with Su Haihe.

"Mr. Jun is by your side, how can you be uncomfortable?" Su Yan raised her head and smiled, took the initiative to hold Jun Zhiqian's arm, and seemed to have the confidence to fight against the Su family in her heart, "Let's go."

Because the venue was cleared, Su Haihe, who was waiting anxiously, saw a few people who came late.

"Hey——Old Zhou! Here! Here!" Su Haihe stood up without any image and shouted loudly, attracting the disgusting attention of all the waiters.

Su Yan frowned embarrassingly because of Su Haihe's actions and shouts, wishing he could find a crack in the ground and sneak in.

Mr. Zhou was also happy, and didn't care too much about it. After exchanging a few words with Su Haihe, they sat down.

Su Yan and Jun Zhiqian are already husband and wife. This wedding is just a make-up, just a formality. Mr. Zhou also means keeping everything simple. He hopes that Su Haihe and his wife will invite some close relatives and friends to attend the wedding.

The Zhou family is not short of money, and Mr. Zhou intends to leave the gift money received from the wedding to the young couple directly.

Hearing this, Xiang Ying's face collapsed first, the hyaluronic acid that had just been injected and had not had time to absorb slumped on her face like a piece of watery fat, which looked very funny.

Su Haihe wasn't very happy either, but now that he had something to ask from the Zhou family, he didn't make it obvious, but just touched Su Yan's leg quietly under the table.

A piece of light brown dust was rubbed on the pure black trousers, which was very eye-catching.

Su Yan folded her legs without changing her expression, straightened her back and moved towards Jun Zhiqian, and continued eating without even looking at Su Haihe.

Su Haihe, who was ignored, shot Su Yan angrily, and when he heard Mr. Zhou's words, he hurriedly greeted him with a flattering expression.

Halfway through the meal, Su Yan really couldn't understand the flattering and ugly faces of Su Haihe and Xiang Ying. He said he was going to the bathroom, got up and left quickly.

When he came to the mirror of the bathroom sink, Su Yan put his hand under the faucet and rinsed it.

He looked up and saw the face in the mirror, suddenly a little dazed.

Is this face mine?

After Su Yan found out that he was with Jun Zhiqian, he seldom had a headache about this problem.If there was no such face... Su Yan couldn't help but touched the right cheek, the real touch frightened him.

If I didn't have this face, would Mr. Jun still choose me?

Su Yan is not sure.

He took his hands away from the side of his face and watched the expression of the person in the mirror gradually mourning and painful.

But before he could be sad for too long, a man opened the door and walked in with a smile on his face.

Su Yan turned around, looked vigilantly at the man approaching him triumphantly, and asked, "What are you doing here?!"

Su Haihe took a puff of cigarette, and blew on Su Yan, "I didn't expect, Su Yan, you are quite useful."

Su Yan was choked by the smoke, he covered his mouth and nose to avoid the man's second "attack", and his tone was even more blunt, "Su Haihe, how much money do you want?"

"How much?" Su Haihe smiled disdainfully while pinching a cigarette, then pointed at Su Yan with the cigarette, "Your life is all given by me, and you have to give as much as I want!"

"you……"

Seeing that Su Yan was so angry that he couldn't speak, Su Haihe tilted his mouth, "...don't think that you can get rid of me with [-] million yuan, who doesn't know that you are now the little red man in the hands of the little red man of the Zhou family ? He must have spent a lot of money to buy you, right?"

Su Yan clenched her back molars, and slowly clenched her fists.

He thought that Su Haihe would give up after taking the money, but he didn't expect that he was really a bottomless pit that sucked blood.

"...What exactly do you want?" Su Yan asked, staring into Su Haihe's eyes.

"It's very simple." Su Haihe finished smoking a whole cigarette, and smashed the butt of the cigarette on the washstand. "Two hundred million, make up first."

"No problem! But you said you would sever the father-son relationship..."

Su Haihe was taken aback, as if he had heard some big joke, "Don't be stupid, Su Yan, do you think what Dad said is true? Why would I sever ties with my dear son?"

Su Yan couldn't bear it anymore, he gritted his teeth and asked, "Aren't you afraid that my mobile phone has recorded audio?"

Su Haihe laughed even more presumptuously, "Hahaha...Su Yan, Su Yan, I think it's Jun Zhiqian, then you've been a human for too long, have you forgotten that you are an Omega? Or do you think... an Omega will really Does anyone believe it?"

"Don't be stupid... Omega is just a plaything of the upper class."

The grinning Su Haihe patted Su Yan's shoulder, and left behind such a sentence and the smell of smoke all over the room when he left.

When Su Yan came back to his senses, Su Haihe had already gone far.

He took a deep breath, suppressing his anger.

To a certain extent, what Su Haihe said is correct - this society is a society of powerful people like Alpha, and the voice of Omega is too insignificant.

Su Yan recalled the night when he entered this book, there was a strong wind outside the window, and in the corridor outside the door, Su Haihe was discussing with Xiang Yingshang how to sell "Su Yan" at a good price.

And I am luckier than "Su Yan".

When I met a candle that was willing to illuminate me, I thought it was already light outside.

Thinking about it this way, "Su Yan" may have been forced to death after being mentally tortured by them, and I was able to "rebirth from the ashes" for him.

Realizing such a terrifying possibility, Su Yan's body swayed, and he barely stood up while holding onto the washstand.

It's just that his hand seemed to press something.

Su Yan opened his palm and saw the black soot on it. His eyes fell on the wet cigarette butt, and the hatred in his pupils grew stronger.

Can't sit still.

Absolutely not.

[The author has something to say: I will scold first: scumbag biss!

This chapter is also a bit heavy, and that's how the plot is.

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