Reincarnated as an Omega who was rejected by seven Alphas
Tradutor: Spring Flowers BL
Mu Li'er's memorial will be held tomorrow.
On the occasion, there will be a large presence of influential people from the industry, as well as journalists from various media.
He Huan's electronic brain had been bombarded since he woke up in the morning.
The Gibbs family was persistently trying to reconcile with him.
He Xun wanted him to not reveal the cause of Mu Li'er's death.
He Huan laughed coldly, thinking about how cruel and demanding they were to the previous owner of his body, never imagining that this day would come.
After sorting out the preparations for tomorrow's memorial, He Huan turned off his electronic brain and went to rest.
He still has an unfinished film to shoot, and the production team has notified him to report to set the next day to film his character's last two scenes.
He Huan only has some memories of the original and is not very familiar with the movie called An Alternate World in the Box .
I would need some time to practice.
By the time he started to feel more comfortable, half the day had already passed.
After dinner, He Huan lay down in the bathtub filled with warm water, stretching his limbs to relax his tired body.
The water rose up to his neck, and red marks were visible in the soft light of the water.
When he touched these marks with his fingers, he felt no pain, but the sense of presence was strong, each bath reminding him of how a man had marked him intensely.
He Huan wiped the steam off the wall mirror and leaned over to reveal the back of his neck, seeing that the gland had regained its clean appearance from before.
Outwardly, he looked like an unmarked omega.
But the feeling of emptiness in his body was impossible to ignore.
He Huan dipped his face into the water, trying to wash the image of the beautiful face from his mind.
A momentary satisfaction brought more serious consequences.
Simply marking the gland with pheromones could not satisfy an omega's insatiable craving, much less when his body had been completely opened by someone else.
A little satisfaction after knowing the taste was like drinking poison to quench one's thirst.
Before he suffocated, he emerged from the water and turned on the tap, changing the hot water to cold.
Tsc... What a terrible experience.
Taking a bath not only didn't relax him, it left his body even more exhausted.
He Huan put on a loose-fitting outfit, went to the balcony and sat cross-legged, cultivating himself in the moonlight.
Thanks to the successful revenge against Cedric, some of the original soul's resentment was eliminated, and its magical power began to recover.
That was why he was able to alter Fei Zi's memory for the past two days.
As long as he eliminated the mark as quickly as possible, cutting off the alpha's dependence on pheromones, the man would no longer think about him.
…
Mu Li'er's long-awaited memorial was organized in a grand manner.
Some fans of distant planets and journalists even started the trip three days early, traveling long distances to attend.
They wore dark clothes, with solemn expressions, holding blue flowers—the cornflowers that Mu Li'er loved the most.
Cornflowers are cold and drought resistant plants, and the poorer the soil, the more vibrant their flowers will be.
Just like Mu Li'er, who was hard-working and resilient.
That was her greatest quality and the reason why fans followed her.
When He Huan arrived at the scene, the day had not yet dawned, but fans and journalists had already surrounded the cemetery.
Looking around, the cemetery was all decorated with these little blue flowers.
It was as if hope blossomed in a barren desert.
Everyone who saw He Huan gave a slight bow, as a sign of respect to their beloved idol.
He Huan was impressed by their seriousness and returned the bow.
Mu Li'er and the previous owner of her body would certainly be pleased if they could see this scene from the sky.
The drizzle began to fall, and the landscape of the cemetery in the gray twilight seemed heavy.
The surroundings were silent, and the only sound was He Huan's light footsteps.
He walked to Mu Li'er's grave, placed his right hand on the tombstone, and looked at the photo of the smiling woman.
She was so happy and full of life.
A bird that belongs to the sky should not be caged, sacrificing itself to depression.
He Huan placed the bouquet of cornflowers on the grave and whispered, "I hope you will be free in your next life."
Then he walked away, accepting everyone's condolences.
Fans approached one by one, placing their flowers in front of the tombstone and reciting carefully prepared words of tribute.
He Huan, in turn, distributed a souvenir to each of them.
There were several photographers nearby, holding different types of equipment, broadcasting live on their respective platforms.
That almost whispered word of "freedom" spread throughout the galaxy.
The network exploded with reactions.
—What did He Huan mean by that? What happened to our goddess?
—That bastard He Xun definitely set the Goddess up to marry him.
— I'm going to finish this man off, even if I go to jail for it!
He Xun, who was driving to the cemetery, felt uneasy. He didn't want to participate in the memorial.
But in the current situation, he was in a difficult position. He was Mu Li'er's husband, so he had to go, as well as prevent He Huan from saying anything inappropriate.
In the past few days, there were several negative reviews about him online, which he couldn't completely erase.
Netizens were like stubborn flies, wanting to dig up past events.
Just thinking about facing the reporters and Mu Li'er's crazy fans made him feel irritated, nervously tugging at his tie.
In the passenger seat, He Jin cursed.
Already irritated, He Xun shouted: “What are you complaining about?!”
HHe Jin showed him the online comments: "Dad, He Huan is insinuating that you restricted Mu Li'er's freedom. The netizens are all against you. They are cursing you, but what does Muriel's death have to do with you? She..."
He Xun looked at the fierce criticism on the net, turning livid with anger: “Bastard!”
He pressed the wrong button on the dashboard, nearly colliding with the car behind him. The car behind him swerved abruptly, nearly hitting the barrier.
The driver of the other car was a hot-tempered alpha who immediately forced He Xun's car to stop and started banging on the car window: "Don't you know how to drive? What era is it and you almost caused me an accident, do you have a brain or not? Idiot!"
In the interstellar period, with the widespread use of intelligent AI, car accidents are rare.
He Xun was used to being treated as an authority figure, usually surrounded by sycophants, so he was not used to being insulted.
Even more so when I was already in a bad mood today.
“Who do you think you’re insulting? You’re rude!”
The alpha was taken aback for a moment, then pointed at He Xun's face: "Are you that scoundrel He Xun?"
Currently, He Xun's face was more well-known than many celebrities, with his photo circulating all over the internet.
Veins throbbed on He Xun's forehead: "Show some respect, you idiot!"
The alpha laughed coldly and grabbed He Xun's collar: "Respect? Respect an idiot? You killed Mu Li'er, and now you're insulting the word 'respect'!"
He Xun frowned, twisted the alpha's wrist and pushed him: "Get out!"
This push was like throwing gasoline on the fire that was already burning inside the alpha.
“You almost cause an accident and you’re still arrogant?”
He Xun tried to close the window to leave.
The alpha grabbed his tie: “You want to run away? After almost causing an accident? Bastard!”
He Xun nearly suffocated from the grip, and He Jin tried in vain to untie the alpha's hand.
Sitting in the back seat, Chu Meixuan shouted at the security guards, "What are you waiting for? Help quickly!"
Four muscular betas got out of the car and immediately surrounded the alpha.
The alpha, unafraid, faced them: "Try to hit me!"
Many vehicles passed by, all heading to Muriel's memorial.
Seeing the confusion, they slowed down to observe and some even took photos.
The security guards, without He Xun's order, didn't dare to hit, they just pushed the alpha away.
“Why are you beating my husband?!”
A little omega got out of the car, holding a camera, and walked to He Xun’s car. Seeing He Xun in the driver’s seat, he was surprised: “He Xun?”
He Xun saw the filming equipment, which was popular among streamers, and his face immediately changed: “Stop filming! Turn it off!”
He Jin, in a panic, tried to cover the camera, threatening: "This is a violation of privacy! Turn it off now or we will send you a legal notice!"
The omega was a well-known streamer and was live streaming the funeral, showing viewers everything that happened.
At this point, the screen was filled with comments supporting the streamer.
— Streamer, don't worry, I'm a lawyer. If he dares to send you a legal notice, I'll help you sue him for free.
— Hold this guy, I'm just a few kilometers away, my friends and I will help you beat him up!
— I shared it with other streamers to spread the word. Let's all teach this scoundrel a lesson together!
The omega, full of confidence, boldly retorted: "You almost caused an accident, you don't apologize and you still beat my husband. What kind of justice is that?"
He Xun thought he was just making trouble. With so many worries piling up, he was on the verge of exploding.
Chu Meixuan, seeing the situation, held He Xun and said, “Leave this to me. You should go to the memorial.”
The omega saw an elegant woman getting out of the car and was confused.
When he realized, He Xun had already started the car and was fleeing.
The omega ran a few steps behind the car, shouting: “Hey! Hey! What a nerve!”
As he watched He Xun's car turn the corner and disappear, he became so angry that he started stomping his foot.
Just when he thought he would have to swallow this frustration, the comments on his live stream changed from insults to laughter.
— Good news! Someone stopped that bastard, there's a live broadcast on channel 3378.
— Hahaha, everyone go and see that bastard's face, he looks like a chameleon with so many colors.
The omega quickly called his husband to the car and they went ahead to watch the scene.
Chu Meixuan still wanted to show off her public relations skills, but before she could say anything, the omega pulled his alpha back into the car like a hurricane.
She laughed wryly, knowing that these people were all facades: “They scream a lot, but when the time comes, they retreat like turtles.”
Satisfied, she prepared to call a car with the help of her personal assistant.
Suddenly, one of the security guards showed her a video on his device, clearly nervous.
Chu Meixuan looked at the screen and almost fainted from anger.
He Xun's car was surrounded by dozens of other vehicles, with a crowd around it.
A strong alpha pushed He Xun like he was a doll.
He Xun's perfectly groomed hair was in disarray, his haute couture suit looked worse than a rag, and his leather shoes were gone, leaving him in only white socks, now dirty as coal.
“Fleeing the scene of the accident, typical of a capitalist!”
“Having security is cool, right? In addition to beating the streamer's husband, they also threaten people?”
“How dare you go to Mu Li’er’s memorial? You even tarnish her reincarnation path.”
"Call the police! Call the police!" Chu Meixuan, trembling with rage, could barely use her device: "I want the police to arrest all these bastards!"
“No need to call the police.” A bystander stopped his car to watch and showed the screen to Chu Meixuan, displaying the number of the police station: “I have already called them and sent them the video of the accident. I believe the police will soon invite Mr. He for a chat. No need to thank me.”
Author's Notes: The protagonist didn't have much prominence today, and even lost his memory.
Centaurea cyanus, also popularly known in Brazil as escovinha, marianinha, Botão de bachelor, and fidalguinhos or simply centáurea in Portugal, is a small annual plant with blue to violet flowers, native to Europe and belonging to the Asteraceae family.
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