The life of a despised omega

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I seemed to have fallen into a huge vortex, and there were all kinds of heart-piercing screams in the vortex. Countless crazy people stretched out their hands from the depths of the vortex, and they grabbed my limbs and dragged them down.

"Come down with us, we are in so much pain!"

I struggled hard and kicked away the terrifying crowd who were entangled with me, but it didn't take long for me to be controlled again. The darkness was about to swallow me little by little, and a person appeared when I fell into the center of the vortex.

He came with light and stood on the edge of the vortex, completely different from the surroundings full of darkness, like an angel who fell into the mortal world.

The whole body of the angel was covered with a layer of golden light. Although the light was so dazzling, I still stared at it closely. I tried to reach out to him, and he bent down and took my hand.

I grabbed his hand tightly and begged him: "Take me up, can you?"

After a chuckle, he said, "Yes."

The familiar touch on my hands, the familiar voice in my ears, and the familiar name popping up in my head, I pronounced the name: "Yun Zhan."

The strength in the hand suddenly loosened, and the smile on the angel's mouth instantly became vicious. Realizing what was going to happen, I quickly grabbed his hand, but before I had time to exert force, he threw me away vigorously, and I was caught by countless pairs of skinny hands. Drag down the abyss.

Before falling into the darkness, I watched the light above slowly disappear, and the face of the angel appeared little by little. The person who smiled strangely was a demon disguised as an angel—Gong Huanshen.

The sticky maggots crawled on my body, and the touch was extremely clear. They penetrated every door, and my nose, eyes and ears were all blocked by them, and I couldn't breathe.

Reaching out and slapping them, finally, I breathed again.

With breathing, I opened my eyes, the familiar crystal lamp on the ceiling, I lay down in Gong Huanshen's villa.

"You're awake." The sudden voice startled me, and when I saw who was above me, I flinched physiologically.

Gong Huanshen, Gong Huanshen with a smile.

The smile that threw me into the abyss seemed to reappear, and I pinched myself so that Gong Huanshen at this time could not be equated with the one in the dream.

I sat up: "Well, I'm awake."

He handed over a bowl of porridge: "Eat something first."

Looking at the hot air in the bowl, I remembered what happened before I fell into a coma. I quickly reached out and touched the glands at the back of my neck. Seeing my movements, Gong Huanshen said, "Don't worry, there is no mark, just injected a little Pheromones."

After hearing this sentence and feeling that there was nothing unusual about my body, I was relieved.

Gong Huanshen was still holding the porridge. His hand holding the bowl trembled slightly, and the back of his hand was also red. Afraid that the porridge would spill on the bed, I quickly reached out to pick it up, but my hand was numb and I couldn't hold it. The porridge still spilled on the bed On the quilt, the pure white quilt was stained with a big stain.

Gong Huanshen: "I'll ask my aunt to clean it up and go to the restaurant to eat."

"You go down first, I'm going to wash up, I'm sweating and uncomfortable."

I simply took a shower, and when I wiped my face with a handkerchief, my neck in the mirror was blushing, and my skin was fair, and the red mark was particularly conspicuous in comparison with other parts.

Reach out and touch it, it feels a little pungent.

The housekeeper came into my room again, and he knocked on my bathroom door, "Mr. Tang, the young master is still waiting for your meal, please hurry up."

I opened the door, "Can you respect me, is it difficult to knock on the door?"

The butler had a sullen face: "Mr. Tang, please go downstairs for dinner. Don't let the young master wait for you for too long."

My tone was not very good, "Got it, let's go."

During the meal, the butler stood respectfully by the side without looking sideways.

Gong Huanshen put a dish in my bowl. It was a glutinous rice dumpling. The glutinous rice was wrapped with a layer of leaves that I don’t know what it was called. The outermost layer was a thread wound several times.

The end of the thread was held by Gong Huanshen.

"This is thread ball glutinous rice, a special snack from Auntie's side. I heard that there is something special about eating this thing." Gong Huanshen said while twisting the end of the thread.

I asked, "What's the point?"

"This dish can only be eaten if the owner who is holding the thread is willing to let it go, otherwise, this dish can only be used for decoration and will never enter the stomach."

He spoke slowly, fixed his eyes on my face, and smiled faintly: "Tell me, now that the end of the thread is with me, whoever is the master and who is the food on this plate."

"Can't you really eat it?"

He raised his eyebrows: "You can try."

I took the knife and fork that was set aside, and used the fork to pick up a few coils of thread. The fork was used as a support, and the knife was pulled up and down. The circles of thread slowly spread out with the edge of the knife, and the crystal clear and plump glutinous rice spread out on the plate.

I looked at Gong Huanshen: "Look, you can eat this."

His complexion became ugly, and I joked: "You are also so stupid sometimes? So what if there is no thread, it's not the thread that I want to eat, just destroy it."

The housekeeper reprimanded: "Mr. Tang, please be careful."

Gong Huanshen snorted and laughed, I couldn't understand the smile, and then he clipped another one for me: "You're right, just destroy it."

I thought about what he hadn't finished speaking in the cave, and he must be in a good mood at this moment, so I asked, "You haven't finished talking about what happened in the cave, can I still hear what's going on?"

The butler warned again, but I pretended I didn't hear it and continued to look at Gong Huanshen.

Gong Huanshen put down the bowl and chopsticks and stared at my face for several seconds. Just when I thought he was going to continue, he wiped his mouth with a napkin and got up.

"You can eat by yourself." After speaking, he strode out of the restaurant.

"Mr. Tang," the housekeeper said to me holding back his anger, "I hope you don't mention anything about Master Shuang here. Please always pay attention to your identity."

Master Shuang?

It's that person.

I ate the food in the bowl, and replied perfunctorily: "Okay, got it."

I wasn't interested in this before, but since I saw the bamboo pieces in the cave, I'm eager to know what happened between them.

It's not curiosity, it's a feeling that I can't describe myself.

Inexplicable.

very strange.

I don't know where Gong Huanshen went. After dinner, I had nothing to do and went into the studio. I haven't touched a brush for a month, and I can't even draw the simplest lines straight.

I'm in a fever phase, and I get tired after a while without moving, so I get up and prepare to go back to the bedroom.

When I went upstairs, I glanced at the door of the room on the far side of the fourth floor.

The housekeeper said that I was not allowed to go up to the fourth floor, not even a step on the stairs.

After getting along for so long, I can see that the housekeeper's attitude will become very tough when he meets that person, and he will not give in even a single step.

Then the fourth floor must be related to that young master Shuang.

My footsteps could not help but deviated from the original route, and I went up to the fourth floor.

The layout is no different from the third floor. There are five rooms. On the third floor, the room at the end of the corridor is the bedroom. It must be the same on the fourth floor. I walked towards one of them.

With my hand on the handle, I tried to open the door, but it was locked and I couldn't open it.

Turning around, the big face of the housekeeper appeared in front of my eyes. I was startled and fell back on the door. The housekeeper took a step forward, stared at me, and asked calmly, "What are you doing, Mr. Tang?" ?”

I lied: "I just heard the noise in this room, so I wanted to come up and have a look."

The butler's eyes lit up, and then disappeared in an instant. He said, "Mr. Tang, you misheard me. I'd better send you back to your room."

"Okay." I walked ahead.

The butler watched me enter the room before leaving. I opened a crack and looked out. The butler took the key and went up to the fourth floor. I waited by the door for more than two hours before I saw him come down from the fourth floor.

Since the butler caught me going up to the fourth floor, he has been watching me even more closely. I have been looking for a chance to get the key to the fourth floor. Today, I finally came across it.

Gong Huanshen's father, Gong Yinglin, came to the door aggressively. I was drawing in the studio, and it was very noisy outside. After a while, the studio door was kicked open by someone. on my back.

"Take this money and stay away from my son!"

After the money fell, I put down my brush and turned to look at him, "I don't want his money."

The moment he saw me, his expression was shocked, he pointed at me and said, "You, you're back?"

The tone is questionable and incredulous.

I didn't know, so I looked at the butler. The butler didn't say anything, but was still dragging Gong Yinglin out. Gong Yinglin got impatient, so she withdrew her hand and slapped the butler forcefully.

"You are a dog raised by my son now, why? Do you still want to bite the master?"

Gong Yinglin pulled the housekeeper and pointed at me: "You brought your son back to seduce my son, Gong Ye, do you want to watch me kill him!"

"He's not," said the butler.

The two were arguing there, and I was sorting out my thoughts here.

Gong Huanshen's sweetheart is the son of the housekeeper, and the housekeeper's surname is Gong...

This is an ethical drama. No wonder Gong Huanshen wanted to find a substitute. With this kind of relationship, can he be with his sweetheart?

Gong Ye, I have never heard of this name, and there is no record on the Internet that there is such a person in the Gong family.

During the push and pull, Gong Yinglin threw the butler out with a strong shake. Seeing that he was falling towards the easel next to me, I quickly reached out to support him, and at the same time, my hand touched the key in his pocket.

I quickly took it out and put it in my pocket.

As soon as the butler stood up, Gong Huanshen stood at the door, looking at Gong Yinglin with a low air pressure all over his body: "What are you doing here!"

I trembled unconsciously, the voice couldn't be colder, Gong Huanshen was really angry.

"What are you doing bringing him back again?" Gong Yinglin pointed at me, "How can a low-grade Omega be worthy of the Gong family, you should break up with him immediately and go back with me to get engaged to Miss Wu's family."

"Why, did you even book a marriage for me?" Gong Huanshen walked into the studio step by step with a sneer, "After that, marriage and childbirth are all up to you!"

Gong Yinglin wanted to say something else, but Gong Huanshen threw him out by picking up his collar. It was also an Alpha, but Gong Huanshen was more than a level stronger than Gong Yinglin.

Gong Yinglin staggered and fell on the corridor outside, Gong Huanshen looked back at me and ordered: "Continue to draw yours."

His dark blue pupils made my hairs stand on end, I quickly retracted my gaze, and quickly said, "Okay."

The butler left the studio and closed the door behind him.

I locked the studio door, took out the key I stole from the housekeeper and carved it with the materials of the studio.

Before the housekeeper came to look for the keys, I just finished forging five keys.

At dinner, Gong Huanshen didn't show up, so I told the butler that I was going to sleep after dinner, don't bother me if I have nothing to do, the butler also seemed exhausted, and returned to his room after responding.

In the middle of the night, I quietly went up to the fourth floor with my mobile phone and the re-engraved key.