The afternoon light poured warmly through the villa’s tall windows, bathing the living room in a soft, golden hue. It danced across the polished floors and the plush sofa where Su Wanyan remained dutifully on her knees, the scene both comical and strangely endearing. Mo Xingxue sat gracefully on the sofa, holding a now-content Mo Yan in her arms, while the quiet tension between them crackled like electricity in the air.
The peaceful atmosphere shattered the mont the front door swung open.
"We’re back!" Qin Yuran’s bright, energetic voice echoed through the villa as she burst inside, practically bouncing with leftover excitent from her day out. Song iyu followed closely behind her, a soft smile on her face.
Qin Yuran headed straight for the living room, her bright energy filling the space. "Hey—!"
The greeting died in her throat.
She froze mid-step, eyes widening as she took in the scene before her: Su Wanyan kneeling obediently on the carpet in front of Mo Xingxue, who sat elegantly on the sofa holding little Mo Yan. The tableau looked exactly like a wife catching her husband in the act and demanding an explanation.
Su Wanyan whipped her head toward them, her eyes filled with a mix of confusion and pure grievance, silently pleading for rescue.
"What... What happened here?" Qin Yuran asked, disbelief thick in her voice. Deep down, she was fighting hard not to burst out laughing at her friend’s pitiful situation.
Song iyu and Mo Xingxue exchanged a quick, knowing glance. A small, understanding smile passed between the two ogas.
The barrage, of course, went absolutely wild.
[LOL, LOOK AT QIN YURAN HOLDING HER LAUGH.]
[I wonder what Su Wanyan is feeling right now, lol.]
[Fr, especially since she’d been seen by Qin Yuran kneeling. I just know Qin Yuran would tease Su Wanyan for this for days.]
[Scratch that, make it weeks.]
[Lol, look at the ogas sharing a look.]
[Care to share what you two are thinking?]
[Probably ways to torture their alphas, lol.]
Su Wanyan remained on her knees, her gaze desperately begging Qin Yuran for help. Qin Yuran imdiately understood. She walked over and reached down to help Su Wanyan stand up.
"What are you trying to do, Qin Yuran?" Mo Xingxue’s voice cut through the air, cold and dripping with authority.
Qin Yuran flinched. "We—well," she stamred, still holding onto Su Wanyan’s shoulder, "I just wanted to help Su Wanyan."
Mo Xingxue’s sharp gaze shifted to Su Wanyan. The latter t it and imdiately flinched. "Do you want to stop kneeling?" Mo Xingxue asked, her tone leaving absolutely no room for argunt.
Su Wanyan instinctively nodded, but the mont she saw Mo Xingxue’s eyes sharpen, she frantically shook her head instead. "I—I wouldn’t dare," she mumbled, looking up at Mo Xingxue with pleading puppy eyes. White Moonlight, can I stand up? she thought desperately, but didn’t dare say it out loud.
Mo Xingxue pretended not to notice the pitiful expression and turned back to Qin Yuran.
Without them noticing, Song iyu had quietly moved to sit beside Mo Xingxue, enjoying the spectacle with quiet amusent sparkling in her eyes.
"Well?" Mo Xingxue prompted.
Qin Yuran flinched again, but rembering Su Wanyan’s aggrieved look, she decided to toughen up. This was her new buddy, after all. "Look," she started cautiously, placing both hands firmly on Su Wanyan’s shoulders for support. Su Wanyan stared up at her with sparkling admiration. I knew I could count on you.
Qin Yuran gave Su Wanyan’s shoulder a firm, reassuring squeeze. "I don’t know what Su Wanyan did," she continued, gaining confidence, "but can you let her stand up? She’s an alpha. If others saw this, what would they thi—"
"Ranran," Song iyu interjected gently, her voice still soft and tinged with shyness, but undeniably firm.
Qin Yuran stopped mid-sentence and turned to her imdiately. "What’s wrong?" she asked, excitent and joy blooming in her voice, completely forgetting Su Wanyan for a mont.
The corner of Su Wanyan’s mouth twitched. I should’ve known this would happen.
The barrage went wild.
[Two strong and courageous alphas are down, fellas.]
[Lol, it’s the fact that they lose their bravado in front of their wives.]
[Lol, Su Wanyan looking like an abandoned puppy is so cute!]
[Su Wanyan: I thought it was supposed to be mates before dates?]
[Am I the only one who noticed Su Wanyan’s finger playing with the hem of Mo Xingxue’s dress??]
[WHAT? WHEN?]
[LOL, HOW DID YOU NOTICE THAT??]
[Qin Yuran and Song iyu are giving Jester x Queen, lol.]
[My future is so bright (I’m an oga).]
[I’m dood in the future (I’m an alpha).]
[Hey, new ship, lol.]
Qin Yuran waited patiently, tail practically wagging. "I want you to..." Song iyu paused, then looked aningfully at Su Wanyan.
"To?" Qin Yuran asked gently, the image of a big loyal dog waiting for her master’s command.
"To... do what Teacher Su is currently doing now," Song iyu finished, beaming brightly.
Su Wanyan’s right eye twitched. I should’ve known.
Qin Yuran’s bright expression cracked. "What?" she asked, still smiling even as the corner of her mouth twitched. I must’ve heard it wrong, she thought desperately.
Song iyu smiled even brighter, sending butterflies through Qin Yuran’s stomach. "I want you to kneel."
Qin Yuran’s face fell instantly. "What? Why?" She let go of Su Wanyan’s shoulder and walked toward Song iyu. "Yuyu, I’m an alpha," she tried to negotiate, voice pleading. "I can’t possibly—"
"Kneel," Song iyu said, her voice sharp and decisive.
In a blur of motion, Qin Yuran dropped to her knees. The speed was so impressive it actually beat Su Wanyan’s previous record by a millisecond. Even Su Wanyan stared in shock and quiet admiration. Dang, that much speed and she didn’t even drink the potion. Her simping power is beyond reasoning.
Qin Yuran stared wide-eyed, clearly stunned by her own body’s betrayal. Song iyu smiled at her, looking thoroughly pleased.
The two ogas exchanged pleasant, satisfied smiles. anwhile, the two kneeling alphas looked at each other with shared disbelief and silent commiseration. Even little Mo Yan watched the entire scene with a bright, innocent smile on her tiny face.
The barrage was in absolute hysterics.
[HAHAHAHAHA IJBOL!]
[What the heck happened?]
[I don’t know, I just blinked and suddenly Qin Yuran was on her knees.]
[These two alphas are so funny, lol.]
[Please, Qin Yuran’s expression is so funny!]
[Lol, the scumbag of the entertainnt industry is kneeling?? What a day!]
[Don’t forget the dical industry’s legend (she’s also kneeling, lol).]
[As an oga, this feels so empowering for so reason.]
[The fact that two distinguished alphas are obediently kneeling to their ogas is so entertaining!]
[This ain’t my first ti watching Su Wanyan kneel, after all, she did this to just two nights ago, while spreading my legs.]
[Upstairs, stop joking, that’s you’re talking about.]
[SH—SHUT UP, PSYCHO! WHO WOULD WILLINGLY SPREAD THEIR LEGS FOR YOU??]
[You, apparently.]
[AYO?? GET A ROOM, YOU SHITS!]
[Lol, I knew they were real!]
While the barrage, the staff, and the two ogas were thoroughly enjoying the mont, none of them realized it wouldn’t last much longer.
"What are you guys doing?"
Everyone froze and turned toward the entrance.
There stood Zhao Yichen, Han Jiho, Gu Chengze, and Lin Xuanyu, their expressions ranging from confusion to utter disbelief.
- - - - -
Bonus scene from the future:
The warm afternoon light bathed the vast, rolling fields in a soft, honeyed glow. Golden stalks of wheat swayed gently in the breeze, their tips shimring like liquid sunlight. The air carried the rich, earthy scent of turned soil mixed with the sweet fragrance of wildflowers growing along the edges of the plot. In the distance, a small wooden house nestled comfortably against a backdrop of green hills, smoke curling lazily from its chimney.
A little girl with thick, heroic eyebrows and eyes sparkling like captured stars ca running full speed through the path between the fields, her small legs pumping with unrestrained joy. "Mother!" she shouted, voice bright and clear as a bell.
"Slow down, you’ll fall!" a woman called from behind her, voice laced with loving worry as she hurried to catch up.
Just as the warning left her lips, the little girl’s foot caught on a loose clump of soil. Her cute, adorable face tilted forward, heading straight for the ground.
But before she could hit, the woman tending the fields turned around just in ti. Strong yet gentle arms caught the child mid-fall, lifting her securely against a warm chest.
"Didn’t I tell you to always listen to your mama?" the woman asked softly, her voice filled with fond exasperation. She wiped the dirt from the little girl’s chubby cheeks with careful fingers.
"But, I just wanted to see you sooner, Mother," the child replied, burying her face into the woman’s neck, her small arms wrapping tightly around her.
The woman smiled, her heart lting at the sweet words. She patted her daughter’s back gently, the motion rhythmic and comforting. "That’s touching, but don’t do that next ti, okay?"
The woman who had been running after the child finally caught up, breathing a little heavily. "See? What did I tell you? You almost could’ve gotten hurt," she said, her voice thick with worry. Her elegant features were softened by the sunset light, her phoenix eyes filled with maternal concern.
The little girl looked at her mama apologetically, her voice turning small and sweet. "I’m sorry, Mama....."
Both won’s hearts softened instantly at the adorable apology.
"Sigh.. just don’t do it again next ti, okay?" the second woman said, gently ruffling the child’s hair.
The little girl nodded obediently.
The woman who had been tending the fields—Su Wanyan—looked at her oga with a warm, understanding smile. Mo Xingxue stepped closer and gently wiped the sweat from Su Wanyan’s forehead with a clean handkerchief she pulled from her pocket. "Let’s go ho, Yanyan."
Su Wanyan’s smile widened, soft and content. She nodded, allowing herself to be led by Mo Xingxue’s hand. The three of them walked side by side along the dirt path—Su Wanyan pushing a simple wheelbarrow with the day’s harvest, Mo Xingxue holding their daughter’s hand, and the little girl skipping happily between them.
The golden glow of the setting sun wrapped around them like a warm embrace, painting their figures in hues of orange, pink, and soft gold. The fields stretched endlessly around them, peaceful and abundant. Birds sang their evening songs from the trees lining the path, and a gentle breeze carried the fresh scent of earth and growing things.
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