I’ve finished dealing with the previous content.
“Books seldom speak, are there truly coincidences in this world?”
I thought about it for a while and came up with two useless suggestions: “If this alha is tracking us, then we haven’t lost anything ever?”
I spent a good while looking, and the only two useless suggestions I found were: “If this alha is tracking us, then we’ve never lost anything before?”
The company’s excuse wasn’t: “The surveillance system had some issues that day, so the footage wasn’t recorded.”
Ning Shu was stunned, inexplicably thinking of the company jacket she had once lost.
This one is not…
“I remember the exact date very clearly, but I know it wasn’t in the days leading up to Qixi Festival…”
….
Ning Shu’s heart jumped suddenly.
Alha stopped her chopsticks, her voice low and somber, “Husband, you went too deep last night. Are you angry?”
But in the end, behind me, ah-lha wasn’t like a shadow following everywhere. He quickly overpowered me, leaning down from behind and biting my neck, saying outside: “Wife, why are we running?”
Because Ning Shu thought, if He Zheng was really not that perverted alha, then herself… oh no, no, no, what kind of good would it be to have this villa.
I hurried and pushed open the bedroom door, then walked in.
I also suppressed the thought, especially not when getting on a car. He Zheng walked behind me, and at that moment, there was a creepy feeling… similar to when I met that pervert alha.
…but not discovery, unexpectedly ah fit…..
Ning Shu searched quickly, but after looking for a long time, she didn’t see that familiar coat.
But not…because last night’s dream, I couldn’t help but overthink it.
Ning Shu’s hair stood on end, I turned my head to look.
Ning Shu only felt a jolt of fear, my heart pounding as I quickened my pace…faster and faster…
Ning Shu ate this breakfast with some heart, and just let it go until after getting in the car. I sat in the co-pilot seat, but instead saw Alha’s long, slender fingers on the steering wheel.
This isn’t…
“True, not hehe! At the beginning, I really believed it, thankfully I found out I’m not a beta!”
“The original poster’s words are difficult to describe, wanting Alha and pursuing it by making such a bizarre story to deceive us…”
“What’s the use of reporting? I bet this alha has already marked you. Life-long marking after washing will have a huge impact on an omega’s body, and we don’t know the extent of it. Poor poster, it’s definitely not me who planned it…”
Hearing this, my cheeks flushed immediately, and I quickly shook my head: “…No way, let’s not do that.”
Liu Cheng asked, “We suddenly ask this, isn’t it that you have some suspicions about your boyfriend?”
I’m applying for an investigation because I lost something very important.
The bedroom has a very large closet, but Ning Shu rarely goes inside.
Ning Shu acted without a word, not informing He Zheng. Instead of leaving the company in advance, I didn’t tell anyone.
“Immediately, no one was enthusiastic anymore. Someone said: ‘Call the police and arrest this alha!'”
Instead of taking a break, Ning Shu went to apply for the surveillance footage from two months ago.
I was a little dazed.
Perhaps Ning Shu was engrossed in the book.
Every time, she gave up her own heart’s desire, letting out a heavy sigh.
That voice, it wasn’t extraordinarily familiar!
But Ning Shu hadn’t seen the surveillance footage that day.
It’s not that I haven’t come back myself.
I haven’t thought about that stalker, the creep alha, in a long time. And ever since I got entangled with He Zheng and gave him up, Ning Shu hasn’t seen him again… This isn’t… a coincidence?
Especially not that time when we were on a business trip, that pervert alha also appeared in the city where we were on a business trip.
Do you remember the day we met He Zheng? What date was it, exactly?
Ning Shu’s heart skipped a beat… I felt like my mind was in chaos… Could it really be true? It couldn’t be He Zheng… But if it wasn’t him, why…? The other party seemed like an incredibly outstanding alpha. What omega would they choose to pair with just anyone, why would they target someone ordinary like me, a beta?
But it wasn’t alha, but it felt like it wasn’t aimed at me. My dream wasn’t very interesting: “What dream? Tell me about it.”
And sometimes I just lose my focus.
I just want to get rid of the man behind me, that’s all… I’d rather be caught by this pervert alha. He always knows what he’s going to do to me. Ning Shu thought this way and quickened her pace, finally running almost.
My eyes darkened, especially because last night I was just about to get some rest when I heard the beta youth’s movement and got up to check.
I had no choice but to delete the post. I also made my personal account private. After doing all of that, Ning Shu started thinking back on what those people had said.
“My husband will be here soon to spoil us.”
I paused, then began bending over to search inside.
As Ning Shu walked home, she heard footsteps behind her. Someone was chasing after her, and the footsteps were getting heavier and closer. She quickened her pace.
He stared at me silently.
Ning Shu came back to her senses, feeling like she hadn’t fully recovered from the nightmare. Now, whenever she saw He Zheng’s face, she would subconsciously think of him as that psychopathic alha.
My heart pounded wildly, as if I had opened a door and suddenly understood the truth.
That’s strange, the company didn’t ask me too many questions, they just showed me the security footage.
By the time I reached the last sentence, my voice had become increasingly low and husky, as if trying to evoke the lingering sensations of last night’s intimacy with my beta wife.
But it’s not just that, it’s not just myself I guess. I admit I wasn’t affected by the nightmare I had last night.
I’ve been overthinking things for ages and I couldn’t take it anymore so I turned to the internet for help.
Ning Shu took a deep breath and said, “You want me to produce these suspicions? Evidence? I don’t have any because I’m just guessing.”
I saw alha standing behind me, those long and beautiful eyes looked over, condescendingly: “Wife, what are we looking for?”
Ning Shu had never done anything to Liu Cheng, He Zheng now wasn’t even his boyfriend. He wasn’t my husband either, we weren’t legally married anymore, after I thanked Liu Cheng.
Even when seeing Alha’s face, Ning Shu still managed to avert her gaze. My eyelashes trembled, and He Zheng immediately noticed it.
Liu Cheng seemed to be busy, and it took him half an hour to reply to me.
He Zheng said arrogantly, “My wife asked me to show her my hands? What’s there to see in my hands? Wait until I get back tonight and we’ll have a good look.”