I Pretended to Be an Omega to Hook My Love Rival - Chapter 1

When Xi Yan asked whether all Omegas were this awful, I laughed.

That was exactly the effect I wanted.

If I made him keep Omegas at arm’s length, he would never approach Qiao Shu on his own.

Then the floating comments scared the nerve right out of me.

Since he happened to be bad-mouthing Omegas, I turned the tables and played the victim first.

“So we’re discriminating by secondary gender now? Fine. We’re breaking up.”

The moment I sent it, I blocked and deleted him in one smooth motion.

The comments exploded again.

[Nice, 666. There’s a second hurdle.]

[A vicious supporting male through and through. Even from the moral gutter, he still has the nerve to lecture a saint.]

[The protagonist gong is already investigating him. Don’t panic, sisters. The vicious supporting male is about to be written out.]

[This is hilarious. Same university, same major, and he still dares act like this.]

[Our Lord Hu has all the strength and resources he needs to destroy this recessive Alpha! Then he and the protagonist shou can live happily ever after.]

[The protagonist gong has a stress reaction to Omega pheromones and can only tolerate the protagonist shou’s. They’re literally destined mates. No matter how low the vicious supporting male stoops, he can’t tear them apart!]

Trembling, I flung my phone aside and lay staring blankly at the ceiling, racking my brains for a way to stay alive.

I wasn’t overreacting. Xi Yan’s background really was that powerful.

He was aloof by nature, and the Omegas who admired him never dared get close. One Omega with both ulterior motives and a bit of family influence had once kidnapped him. The Omega tried to seduce him during heat and forcibly trigger his rut.

Xi Yan was ruthless. He bit his own arm to a bloody mess rather than touch that Omega.

As soon as he came back to his senses, the first thing he did was bankrupt the Omega’s family company. I heard the Omega knelt and begged Xi Yan to spare them, but Xi Yan didn’t budge. The Omega later dropped out, and his family forced him to marry an old man to save them.

After that, no Omega dared scheme against Xi Yan again.

Only Qiao Shu could approach him without resistance or suspicion. Qiao Shu would also glance at Xi Yan without realizing it. They had no other connection yet, but this single exception terrified me.

Qiao Shu was my childhood friend. I’d stayed by his side since we were little. Once he differentiated as an Omega, I became even more certain that we were made for each other. I firmly believed we would end up together sooner or later.

Then we started university, and Xi Yan appeared.

He was devastatingly handsome, perfectly built, and obscenely rich—the undisputed young master. Heaven had handed him everything and then topped it off with the best secondary gender: a dominant Alpha with admirers everywhere.

Qiao Shu wasn’t especially conspicuous among them. Even if he somehow managed to date Xi Yan for a while, the future wouldn’t be easy for him.

There was no way I was handing him over.

That was how I came up with my crooked little plan: strike first and deepen Xi Yan’s prejudice against Omegas. Then he would leave Qiao Shu alone.

As for whom Xi Yan married someday?

What the hell did that have to do with me?

Xi Yan was unbelievably hard to pursue.

Using an alt account, I cycled through countless usernames and profile pictures: sweet-O, cool-O, milk-O, even a muscular O with enormous pecs. Nothing convinced him to accept my request.

I refused to quit and sent dozens every day. Finally, annoyed beyond endurance, he accepted.

[Do you have a death wish?] he asked.

[I do,] I replied. [I want to die in your bed, gege.]

[…Who are you?]

[An Omega who’s crazy about you. Want to date, gege? I’m incredibly slutty~]

[I can tell. No.]

[That’s okay. We can date later.]

I immediately took a selfie with one hand caressing my neck and collarbone, sent it over, and asked if he liked that sort of thing.

Not to brag, but it was damn sexy. Long fingers, sharply defined knuckles, an Adam’s apple and collarbones half hidden as if begging to be seen. Even I felt tempted looking at it.

Xi Yan had no taste. He said nothing.

It didn’t matter. I had plenty of time and plenty of photography tricks.

I shamelessly simped after him for six months. Aside from my face, I showed him almost everything I had. I even gritted my teeth and photographed my peach-shaped ass. If those pictures had gone public, they would have qualified as sexual harassment.

At last, he relented and agreed to date me.

We dated online for a month without me once mentioning meeting in person. I never expected him to raise the subject first.

He apologized and said he couldn’t meet me yet because he needed regular treatment at the hospital. Just as I was about to ask what for, he explained on his own.

Omega pheromones triggered a stress response and allergic symptoms in him. He needed desensitization therapy before he could come see me.

No wonder he avoided nearly every Omega.

I sighed over his misfortune and casually replied, [Who said I wanted to meet you?]

Then, just as casually, I sent him a photo of my pecs with a hint of pink showing.

[What about yours? I want to see.]

He sent me a photo of his abs. Eight perfectly aligned blocks, with beautifully defined V-lines.

They were gorgeous.

I was jealous.

[Too bulky. I don’t like them,] I nitpicked.

He transferred fifty thousand yuan to me, then sent a photo of his chest.

[Say something nice.]

Still jealous, I accepted the money and refused.

[Pale skin isn’t manly. I like honey-colored skin.]

He transferred another fifty thousand and sent a half-body shot in gray sweatpants. His abs filled the upper half, every ridge sharply defined. Three inches lower, the fabric bulged conspicuously.

[What about now? Can you say it?]

I grew even more jealous.

I accepted the transfer and kept finding fault.

[So small. Can you even satisfy me, gege? If not, I’m going to find someone else~]

Xi Yan was normally cold. He had only softened after we started dating online. He had even learned to send reaction stickers.

He immediately sent me one of a crying puppy, followed by a voice message.

His voice was cool, clear, and beautiful.

“Are all Omegas as awful as you?”

One stray sentence from those blasted comments had put my life in danger.

I spent half the night wondering why they had appeared so late. If they’d shown up sooner, I never would have provoked him.

At worst, I could have put all my effort into pursuing Qiao Shu. True, he had rejected me plenty of times, saying a rabbit didn’t eat the grass beside its burrow. But if I could win over someone as difficult as Xi Yan, surely kindhearted Qiao Shu would eventually give in if I persisted shamelessly enough.

Why had I gone and tangled myself up with a man who treated human lives like weeds?

At the thought, I wiped away a bitter tear.

I didn’t sleep all night.