The Crematorium While Chasing an Alpha Was Intercepted by a Flirtatious Omega Senior Sister [Rebirth] 58

Chapter 58:

[Every time I look into your eyes, the rhythm of the rain in my heart, every beat, speaks of joy. I think of you all the time. Too close to you, and I will be sad, because you do not belong to me. Too far from you, and I will also be sad.] —”Qinghe’s Diary”

Yan Qinghe was attending a scientific research lecture. As the chairwoman of the Yan Corporation, this kind of meeting was usually attended by her subordinates, who would listen to the latest scientific research results in the field of inhibitors and biochemistry, and she would just listen to the summary report.

But she had heard that Mu Sixue would be there, so she had found an excuse to attend.

After the meeting, when she arrived, the audience was almost full. Mu Sixue and the research team leaders of Group One and Group Two were sitting in the middle of the auditorium.

The second row in the front was empty, so Yan Qinghe chose to sit there. Dr. Shi Bote, a biochemist who had returned from A-Country, was speaking on the stage. The first row was filled with reporters.

At first, Yan Qinghe had turned halfway, pretending to have dropped something, and then had inadvertently glanced behind her to look at Mu Six-ue. The other was listening very intently, occasionally discussing something with the leader of Group One, a middle-aged beta woman.

The leader of Group Two was also listening carefully, occasionally offering his opinion.

As they were talking, they noticed a gaze from the front, occasionally glancing at their position. It was the chairwoman. The chairwoman’s cool gaze on their faces made them feel uneasy.

A cold sweat broke out on their foreheads. Was the young Chairwoman Yan dissatisfied with their attendance at the meeting?

They had no idea that Yan Qinghe was looking at Mu Sixue. She had attended the lecture specifically for Mu Sixue, but the seats on both sides of the woman were occupied by the team leaders.

The team leaders gradually fell silent and no longer spoke to Mu Sixue. Yan Qinghe felt the pressure from her subordinates and didn’t dare to turn around frequently.

On the lecture stage, Shi Bote was talking endlessly, occasionally mixing in foreign languages, making the professional knowledge extremely dry.

He was far from Yan Qinghe’s Little Aunt, Xi Zhaowan, who could explain scientific knowledge with simple and easy-to-understand examples, so that everyone could understand. Now, Xi Zhaowan was gone, and Shi Bote had no rival, his authority unrivaled.

The people present were confused, but they tried their best to listen.

Yan Qinghe glanced at her watch. The dial was a deep blue starry sky, so clear that it could reflect the crowd behind her.

She had just parted with Mu Sixue yesterday, but she always wanted to be a little closer to her.

She even racked her brains, thinking of how to justifiably merge the president’s office and the chairman’s office.

Her elbow was on the table, her wrist tilted at a certain angle. The deep blue starry sky dial reflected Mu Sixue’s beautiful face. A smile played on Yan Qinghe’s lips. Her eyelids were lowered, and she quietly gazed at Mu Sixue’s face through the medium.

She was careful, holding her breath, pretending to be nonchalant, as if she were just looking at the time.

Her senior was listening intently to the lecture, her back straight, occasionally taking a few lines of notes, very much in the style of a top student. So beautiful.

Dr. Shi Bote looked at the familiar figure of the girl in the second row. Was his lecture that boring? To make this Yan Corporation president keep looking at the time, as if she were hoping it would end soon.

This was his second lecture in D Country. He remembered that his first joint lecture with Xi Zhaowan had been ruined by this alpha girl. He had no idea that the one sitting below him now was Yan Qinghe, and the one who had appeared the first time was Yan Qing.

The same face, but the soul inside had long since changed.

Due to Yan Qinghe’s identity, Shi Bote had also been paying attention to her. Soon, everyone’s gaze followed Shi Bote’s and turned towards Yan Qinghe.

Yan Qinghe’s heart skipped a beat. Mu Sixue’s gaze met hers in the starry sky dial.

Had her senior caught her peeking? Her pretty face flushed, and she quickly put down her watch.

She felt like a peeping pervert.

But, she could peek at Mu Sixue, but if anyone else coveted Mu Sixue, that was absolutely not allowed.

For this reason, after she had finished her first book-borrowing test, Mu Sixue had asked her what reward she wanted.

Her extremely unreasonable, yet reasonable reward was—she couldn’t just accept invitations from people she didn’t know, like He Ziyu.

She had said righteously that the world was in decline, and people’s hearts were not what they used to be. Her senior shouldn’t just accept anyone’s pursuit.

Of course, Summer was an exception. She hadn’t dared to say that.

Unexpectedly, Mu Sixue had actually agreed.

But Yan Qinghe was still not at ease, afraid that her senior would be “abducted.”

He Ziyu was still staying at the hotel, circling near the Yan Corporation. She knew that He Ziyu was interested in her, but she was also afraid that the other’s intentions were not dead and that she would do something to Mu Sixue.

Or that she had discovered Mu Sixue’s good qualities and had turned to pursue her instead. This possibility was not out of the question.

I hope Senior can be as firm as she is, Yan Qinghe thought to herself. A few days ago, Ji Qianqian had come to the Yan residence to find her several times.

The first time she had returned to the country, Ji Qianqian had been let in by the butler and had slipped into her bed in the middle of the night.

To prevent this from happening again, Yan Qinghe had instructed the butler that besides Mu Sixue and the friends she had told him about in advance, no one else, especially Ji Qianqian, was allowed in.

With the road to the Yan residence blocked, Ji Qianqian had come to the company to find her. Once, she had even come to her office, causing a small sensation among the employees of the Yan Corporation. Mu Sixue had been on a business trip that time and hadn’t seen it.

Fortunately, they hadn’t run into each other.

That time, Ji Qianqian had cornered her in the rest room. She had turned the air fan on to the maximum to block her. She was too familiar with her ex-wife and was afraid that she had brought a pheromone diffuser. With the air fan on, she could at least keep her gland basically calm.

She had solemnly rejected Ji Qianqian. The great Miss Ji’s eyes had filled with tears as she asked her, “Have you found someone new?”

“I guess that person is Mu Sixue.”

“But do you really know her?”

“Since she doesn’t like alphas, why are you so delusional?”

Facing Ji Qianqian’s series of questions, Yan Qinghe had replied with a cold face, “People change. How do you know that Mu Sixue definitely doesn’t like alphas?”

She knew in her heart that her senior might only like betas, but as long as she could successfully reject Ji Qianqian, she didn’t care about using more direct language to shatter her fantasy of getting back together.

Seeing Mu Sixue would make her sad. This sadness was a lingering one, mixed with a faint joy. Because she couldn’t reach the depths of that joy, she was sad.

But when she was with Ji Qianqian, all her scabbed wounds would be sprinkled with salt, repeatedly torn open, reminding her of the unbearable past and the heartbreaking entanglements. She no longer had the strength to be entangled again.

**

Ji Qianqian looked thinner than before. A moon-yellow dress made her skin as white as snow. This paleness, when she opened Mu Sixue’s personal file, was filled with an unreadable contemplation.

Su Fang propped her chin and sat across from her. In the center of the table in the private room of the Four Seasons Restaurant, photos of Mu Sixue from childhood to adulthood were scattered about.

A picture of a little girl in an exquisite princess dress, playing the piano. At first glance, she was a beautiful girl in the making.

Behind the little girl, the piano teacher was the first-class master of the music world, Dovajev, whose concert tickets were hard to come by, and whose world tours were always sold out.

Dovajev stood respectfully and instructed. On the grand piano, the family crest was like a gilded medal.

“Could Mu Sixue really be a descendant of this family?” Ji Qianqian held the photo in her palm, still in disbelief.

But Su Fang didn’t think so. “Absolutely!” she said, clapping her hands in sudden realization. “I know why she doesn’t like alphas.”