I Have To Love【Abo】 Chapter 1
byPowdered Face Takes the Stage
To Xie Qiao, Tancheng was an island with no exit.
He grew up depending on his omega father, Xie Renqing, who was often too busy making a living to pay him much attention. Later, his father brought him to a wealthy family, where he met Su Tai, his nominal older brother.
He thought his drifting bamboo basket had finally found a shore to approach, but his father, his only relative, committed suicide at home while Xie Qiao was abroad. Since then, his only shore has been his brother.
Tancheng was filled with yellow dust, especially in autumn and winter, accompanied by annoying scam calls.
“Hello, are you Mr. Liu, user with the last four digits xxxx? We have observed that you have been using this number in Suoxi for a long time. Are you still using it now?”
A long string of numbers labeled as originating from Suoxi, lacking any official customer service identification. The call interface vanished into the darkness as the phone was pressed against his ear.
The mechanical female voice on the other end paused politely, seemingly waiting for a reply. There was a faint static sound, and even more ridiculously, he could hear someone coaching her nearby.
Receiving no response, the female voice continued, speaking to herself: “If you are still in Suoxi, we have a promotional offer of 125g for 25 yuan. If you need it, we can process it immediately. Are you still using this number now?”
The lights of the high-rise buildings across the Flood Diversion Ditch lit up layer by layer. The residual light shone on the slum across the river ditch, illuminating a whole stretch of uneven road paved with rubble, where only a few stray dogs roamed. The man’s sharp eyes flashed brightly in the darkness. Black and white shadows crossed his face, like a killer making an entrance in a movie.
The man lying on the ground had dilated pupils and was unconscious, no longer able to see his murderous face.
A powerful yellow Datura Alpha Pheromones permeated the man’s body like poison, burning him like fire, stimulating the wild dogs to bark but dare not approach in the deep night.
“Mr. Liu?”
Xie Qiao’s tone was cold, blood constantly dripping from the sharp blade in his hand. “A dead man is using it.”
The female voice ignored his words and continued, “If you need it, we will process it for you. Will you be coming back to Suoxi later?”
The Alpha Pheromones scattered uncontrollably. Xie Qiao’s face gradually became distorted, his tone strained to the limit. “I won’t be going there in this lifetime. Why would a dead man go anywhere?”
He slammed the phone down, cutting off the mechanical noise. The phone instantly deformed under the powerful grip of the alpha. The cover glass cracked into shards that pierced his skin, though shards of this magnitude were no different from flour to a powerful Evolver.
Xie Qiao clapped his hands, took a Blue Pill from his pocket, chewed it a couple of times, and swallowed it. The bitter medicinal taste spread in his mouth, even more bitter than before.
When he opened his eyes again, the alpha’s eyes were clear.
The pungent smell of tobacco soaked in honey gradually transformed into the fresh scent of Turquoise Iris. The soft, emotional Omega Scent caused his entire body to relax.
The medicine from the institute was becoming less effective.
It seemed he needed to switch to something new, or what if his brother didn’t like it?
Xie Qiao, his face pale, looked up at the crescent moon in the sky and made a call. “Come handle this and find out who he is.”
“Understood,” a man’s voice replied.
Xie Qiao walked down the dark street wearing a black trench coat. The night wind lifted his coat tails. His tall physique and the cold, gleaming sharp blade made him look like a walking specter. Wild dogs barked and tore at the air behind him.
He bent down, opened the car door, and got in.
The interior light of the Mercedes lit up. Xie Qiao sat in the driver’s seat, slowly wiping a dagger. The blade was forged from rare, high-purity steel, and the handle was made of excellent quality ebony, with a blooming Turquoise Iris carved at the end.
This dagger was a birthday gift from his brother, crafted by a famous domestic blacksmith, the only one of its kind in the world. Xie Qiao treasured it immensely and always carried it with him.
The phone placed between the driver’s and passenger’s seats vibrated. Xie Qiao glanced at it, and a harmless, peaceful smile appeared on his otherwise cold face. His voice was as soft as an omega’s. “Brother.”
A steady alpha voice came from the other end, asking, “Where are you?”
Xie Qiao’s voice carried a hint of a spoiled tone. “Brother, I’m having dinner with friends outside.”
The man’s voice on the other side deepened. “It’s too late. Send me your location.”
Upon hearing this, Xie Qiao pretended to be deflated and remorseful. “Brother, I… I’m sorry.”
Hearing his apology, the man’s severity dissipated, and he gently instructed, “A’Qiao, you are an omega. Don’t stay out so late, okay? Listen to your brother, come home now, or I will come pick you up.”
Xie Qiao smiled. “I know you care about me, Brother. I’m already driving, I’ll be back soon.”
“Be careful on the road.” The man asked again, “Have you had dinner?”
Cars passed by a distant fork in the road. Xie Qiao stared at the road that lit up and then darkened, his tone lifting. “I want to eat the Wontons you make. I haven’t gotten used to eating anything else since you’ve been away on your business trip for so long.”
“You’ve been eating Aunt Wang’s food for over ten years, and you’re still not used to it?” the man said indulgently.
There was a burst of static on the phone.
Xie Qiao frowned, a hint of accusation in his voice. “Brother, who are you with?”
The man paused. “A friend, you don’t know them. Hurry back.”
Xie Qiao heard clearly that it was a woman’s voice.
His brother never married and had no fixed partner. Various women came and went around him.
He could hear the coquettish sound of an omega even if he were deaf.
Xie Qiao’s eyes held no trace of a smile, but his tone was obedient. “Got it.” Then he hung up the phone.
The black car sped along the city’s main thoroughfare, driving all the way to the Su Family Ancestral Home, a quiet retreat amidst the hustle and bustle. The classical Chinese gardens and the modern Western-style house were separated into two parts, both designed by a master architect of the time.
Xie Qiao drove the car into the parking lot and got out.
He and his brother usually lived in the three-story Western-style house, just the two of them.
“Young Master is back.”
“Aunt Wang, where is Brother?”
Aunt Wang was an elderly servant of the Su residence, having worked there for over thirty years, watching the two of them grow up.
“The Master is making Wontons in the kitchen.”
Xie Qiao’s face was delicate and handsome, his fair complexion revealing even the smallest flaw. “Young Master, what is that red mark on your face?”
Xie Qiao paused, then pointed to his cheek as Aunt Wang indicated, smiling. “Here? Maybe I swatted a mosquito and didn’t wipe it off.”
“Mosquitoes can carry viruses, be careful next time,” Aunt Wang worried. “Go wash your hands quickly, wash them thoroughly.”
Xie Qiao said, “I know, Aunt Wang. I’m twenty-three years old, and you still treat me like a child.”
Aunt Wang smiled. “It took a lot of effort to feed you into a big, healthy boy, and you’re taller than the average omega. The Master treats you like a treasure, so we must be careful.”
“I know, I know. I promise to wash them spotlessly clean, leaving no germs behind.”
Xie Qiao happily walked toward the kitchen, standing at the doorway to watch the busy man inside. The man was wearing a shirt and dress pants, his rolled-up sleeves revealing the alpha’s strong muscles. A faint scent of licorice floated in the air. Xie Qiao closed his eyes and inhaled gently, his tense body relaxing.
“What are you standing there for?”
Xie Qiao walked over with a smile. The man was still wearing an apron, his hands dusted with flour. “Brother, why did you come to the kitchen without even changing your clothes?”
Hearing his tone, the man made a gesture as if to flick his forehead. Xie Qiao dodged backward, and the man’s hand stopped in mid-air.
“Brother.”
“I was afraid you wouldn’t get to eat when you came back.” The man looked at Xie Qiao’s clothes with distaste. “You smell of smoke. I’ve told you many times to smoke less, it’s bad for your health.”
“Don’t you smoke too?”
“You are an omega.”
“What about being an omega? Don’t you like omegas?” Xie Qiao leaned closer to the man, his seductive peach blossom eyes upturned at the corners, full of allure when he frowned. “It smells like women’s cigarettes.”
The man’s hand paused. “Dog nose.”
“Then do you want me as your little dog?”
“If you behave a little, I might still be able to handle it,” the man teased. “Go take a shower quickly.”
Xie Qiao curved his eyes. “Going now.”
The moment he turned around, his expression darkened, becoming profound and inscrutable.