Chapter 1: A Plea for Help

Chapter 1: A Plea for Help

With a loud bang, the young man burst through the doors of the banquet hall, his steps unsteady.

He walked hurriedly, as if something dangerous was chasing him, and his appearance was somewhat disheveled.

"Ji Jing, what's wrong with you?" an Omega who recognized him exclaimed in surprise.

The young man named Ji Jing gave an awkward smile. "No... nothing."

As he spoke, he quickly tried to fix his slightly messy hair and suit, hoping to hide any clues from others.

Unfortunately, the observant Omega noticed something amiss.

"Ah!" The Omega cried out again, drawing more curious gazes toward her and Ji Jing.

"There's blood on the collar of your shirt!" the Omega said.

Ji Jing hastily covered the back of his collar with one hand, trying to hide the light-colored shirt collar within his gray suit, but it was clearly futile.

To prevent the talkative Omega from saying anything uncontrollable, the young man preemptively explained, "I just went to inject a suppressant, but I accidentally bent the needle, so there was a bit of bleeding."

"Oh, is that so?"

The Omega’s tone clearly conveyed disbelief, and their eyes were filled with gossiping excitement, almost as if they wanted to write “You must have been bitten by an Alpha” all over their face.

But given the number of people present, including several important figures, the Omega could only feign concern. "Are you okay? Should we take you to the hospital?"

Ji Jing, eager to escape this awkward situation, shook his head. "I'm fine; it's just a minor injury."

At that moment, the door to the banquet hall opened again, and a Beta with golden hair and eyes entered.

Ji Jing's body stiffened imperceptibly.

Fortunately, under everyone's watchful eyes, the Beta did not dare to do anything, merely giving him a mocking glance.

That smile and the look in his eyes made Ji Jing feel an instinctive revulsion.

Just then, a woman dressed in exquisite elegance approached Ji Jing.

Before Ji Jing could call out "Mom," he heard her questioning voice.

"Ji Jing, why did you come alone? Where's Ed?"

Ji Jing explained softly, "Mom, Ed said there's a social event at his base, so he couldn't make it..."

Upon hearing this, the woman frowned. "What social event could be more important than today's banquet? Did you not explain it properly?"

"No, I..." The young man's explanation sounded weak and was cut off by the woman's forceful interruption.

"Ji Jing, how many times have I told you?!"

"As an Omega, your primary responsibility is to keep your Alpha's heart, and while you're still young, you should bear several genetically superior offspring, rather than always being out in public."

"Ed is usually in the military, so you two rarely see each other. Now that he's finally on leave, you should spend more time with him. When will you give us the next generation of Alphas for the Grace family?"

Almost everyone in the banquet hall turned their attention to the woman's words. The young man tugged at her sleeve, pleading in a low voice, "Mom, let's talk about this later. There are too many people here."

But the woman was accustomed to Ji Jing's compliance and paid no heed to his plea.

Instead, she spoke even louder. "Do you know shame? You've been married into our Grace family for three years now, and your belly has shown no signs of pregnancy. As your mother-in-law, where do I put my face?"

"Even the Alpha from the Diour family, who married after Ed, is expecting their second child. But you? You blame me for not giving you face when you can't even manage yourself?"

Ji Jing wanted to defend himself: No, it's not my fault; it's Ed who refuses...

But he opened his mouth and no sound came out.

A familiar heat washed over him like a wave, and he couldn't help but look up at the golden-haired Beta standing behind the woman.

Eugene—his brother-in-law.

He actually... He dared to tamper with his suppressants.

Not long ago, sensing that his heat might be approaching early, Ji Jing rushed into the Omega-exclusive restroom to inject a suppressant.

But halfway through, Eugene suddenly barged in, smiling and asking, "Sister-in-law, need some help?"

His tone was flirtatious, and he started touching him inappropriately.

In his struggle, Ji Jing bent the needle of the syringe, leaving a small wound on his neck gland.

At the time, Ji Jing was focused on escaping Eugene's clutches and didn't realize his gland was bleeding until he heard the Omega's comment upon entering the banquet hall.

But that wasn't the most critical issue.

The most critical issue was that Eugene had switched his suppressants, rendering them ineffective and even counterproductive.

And now, he was about to go into heat right in front of everyone in the banquet hall.

A strong sense of humiliation enveloped Ji Jing. He wanted to run, but his legs felt weak and shaky, and his mind was clouded, barely able to think.

Yet the woman's scolding continued, "Ji Jing, why are you trembling? Are you even listening to me?"

She completely failed to notice that the young man was already in distress.

Seeing Ji Jing remain silent with his head down, the woman grew even angrier and slapped him across the face.

**Snap—**

"Answer when your elders speak to you! Your manners... Ji Jing? Ji Jing!"

The woman was about to berate the young man further in public, but unexpectedly, his already unsteady body collapsed with her slap.

The Omega who had spoken earlier exclaimed again, "Oh my, such strong pheromones. Is Ji Jing in heat?"

Whispers immediately filled the air.

After all, an Omega going into heat in public was no different from standing naked on the street, enticing passersby.

Despair engulfed Ji Jing like a tidal wave, mocking, taunting, and despising him...

He could almost imagine himself becoming tomorrow's headline gossip on the Imperial Star section of the interstellar web.

At this moment, Eugene, who had been watching the spectacle, finally stepped forward and lifted the limp Ji Jing into his arms.

"Mom, I'll take my sister-in-law to the hospital."

Eugene said this as he carried Ji Jing and strode out.

However, Ji Jing clearly saw the dark glint in Eugene's golden eyes as he looked down at him.

In that instant, Ji Jing wished he could just die right there.

The switched suppressant contained anesthetic components, leaving Ji Jing without the strength to even speak. He could only silently pray—

Save me! Please save me!

Anyone, please save me!

Don't let me be alone with Eugene.

Don't let me face the mother-in-law's harsh treatment.

Don't let me endure Ed's disdain.

Don't let me bear everyone's strange gazes.

Don't let me live in such humiliation any longer!

Anyone, please save me!!

I really...

can't go on anymore...

In the vast universe, perhaps some great being heard Ji Jing's plea for help.

Ten minutes later, as Eugene set the flying car to autopilot mode and began unbuttoning Ji Jing's shirt,

the previously unconscious young man suddenly opened his eyes. His half-lidded gaze flashed with dangerous intent, and his usually gentle voice now carried a cold edge.

"What are you doing?!"

Seeing Ji Jing awake, Eugene's hand paused involuntarily; he did not expect Ji Jing to regain consciousness so quickly.

But then, a smile spread across Eugene's face.

Not only did he not stop, he even slipped his hand into Ji Jing's shirt.

"Sister-in-law, must be hard during heat, right?"

**Author's Note**

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