I Made the Overbearing CEO A Become an O [Female A, Male O] (ChatGPT Translated)

Chapter 16

Standing outside the door, Song Xuan's heart was already in his throat.

Fortunately, there were only a few disabled people, but occasionally a few guests would go to other restrooms, and when they smelled the intertwined pheromones, they looked in shock towards the direction of the accessible restroom.

At times like this, Song Xuan could only casually walk to the sink and wash his hands, silently emitting an aura of "I don't know anything, don't look at me."

Omega pheromones had no effect on him, but alpha pheromones still made Song Xuan feel oppressed. After waiting for a while at the partition door, he couldn't stand it anymore and ran directly outside the accessible restroom, closing the door behind him.

That sense of oppression made Song Xuan's legs weak. When he thought about the fact that it was Lu Xi who released those pheromones, all he felt was shock.

As for Lu Xi. . .

She completely had the appearance of a gentle and weak omega, and no one would think she was an alpha at first glance. The key question was, how did she end up with Wen Qingmo?

Wasn't she always Wen Qiuhuan's girlfriend? Song Xuan couldn't figure it out, one question after another swirling in his mind.

After about ten minutes, the scent of pheromones gradually faded. The sound of the doorknob behind him could be heard, and Song Xuan turned around. Lu Xi pushed open the door and walked out alone.

Perhaps she had just marked her territory, as she still exuded the dominant aura of an alpha. Song Xuan could even vaguely see satisfaction and possessiveness in her eyes. Lu Xi's hair was a bit messy, and her skirt was wrinkled. She asked softly, "Is there anyone?"

Song Xuan peeked outside and saw that the corridor was empty. He turned around and pushed Lu Xi back into the restroom. "No one, let's go quickly."

Lu Xi walked back into the partition. By now, Wen Qingmo's pain had dissipated, and his tense muscles relaxed. He still appeared weak and powerless, but at least he was conscious. Lu Xi approached him and slowly helped him up. "Let's go home."

"I'll help you," Song Xuan took a step forward.

"No need," Lu Xi blinked her eyes. "I can manage on my own."

Song Xuan watched as Lu Xi effortlessly supported the over 6-foot-tall Wen Qingmo, like playing with a doll. He awkwardly retracted his outstretched hand and coughed, "Alright."

"Let's go downstairs to a less crowded place," reminded Lu Xi.

Song Xuan pointed to the right, "That's the fire exit. You go down from there and wait for me in the lobby. I'll go to the parking lot and bring the car to the entrance."

"Hmm."

Lu Xi helped Wen Qingmo slowly walk downstairs. There were no guests in the hotel lobby, only a few service staff at the entrance. Lu Xi led Wen Qingmo to the sofa and sat down with him.

A waiter approached with a disposable cup and a sweet smile, "Is this gentleman feeling unwell? Is there anything we can assist with?"

Lu Xi smiled back at her and instinctively stood in front of Wen Qingmo, "No, my brother just had a bit too much to drink. We're just waiting for the car."

The waiter nodded and handed the cup to Lu Xi, "If you need any help, please let us know."

"Thank you." Lu Xi took the cup, which contained warm water as expected. She brought the cup close to Wen Qingmo's lips and softly said, "Take a sip, soothe your throat."