Boss Lou 

Lou Yan found himself abruptly transported to a dimly lit alley, his pristine high-end pants now clinging to his legs with grimy mud. He knelt in a half-crouching position, wincing as a sharp pain shot through his head. The sudden shift from his office to the dinginess of the alley was jarring, even his usually composed self took a bit of time to adjust. 

Lou Yan couldn't help but notice the barrage of noise surrounding him. The faint sound of lively conversation, the thump of muffled music, and as he narrowed his focus, the pain in his head began to subside. 

Just as he was attempting to grapple with the change in his surroundings, his ears picked up on a few footsteps. Turning his gaze, he saw a rather youthful face enter the alley, accompanied by panicked footsteps.

The youth's voice spoke up with a hint of worry, "Hey, boss? What happened to you?" Liu Feng, in a state of almost sheer panic, moved swiftly to help his boss up. Although Lou Yan was initially reluctant to accept assistance from a stranger, in his current unfamiliar state, he had to bite down the urge to refuse. Behaving any differently from the situation wouldn't be smart. 

Boss? Everyone from his birth to the age of twenty-eight always addressed him by formalities, whether as 'Young Master Lou,' 'President Lou,' or 'CEO Lou.' The casual 'boss' spoke so informally, along with the youth's rogue demeanor, adorned in a flowery shirt and a golden chain. No matter how he looks at it, this young man resembles a thug.

It took Lou Yan only a short moment to analyze the situation, compose himself, and stand up normally, patting off the dust clinging to his pants. The current setting didn't seem favorable for questions so he stared at the young man in front of him. 

Lou Yan's sharp blue eyes fixed on Liu Feng, "My phone seems to be missing. Quickly call and find it." Liu Feng was taken aback by his boss's intense gaze but hurriedly reached into his pocket to pull out his phone. With shaking fingers, he quickly tapped on the screen. 

Why does his boss… seem a little scary today? Even his pheromones were so suffocating. 

Unbeknownst to him, Lou Yan's eyes flicked towards the phone screen briefly. His lips involuntarily pressed  into a thin line upon seeing his name, clearly unchanged. Despite knowing the familiar feeling of his own body and the same name, he definitely has a whole different identity now.

At that moment, the ringing tone coming from the vicinity of the trash bin caught his attention. With a quick movement, he bent down to retrieve the abandoned phone and upon seeing the contact labeled 'Liu Feng', he made a mental note.

Lou Yan's gaze darkened, a slight curl formed on his lips. To solve this whole bizarre situation, he had to begin somewhere, and exploring this Liu Feng seemed like a logical starting point. 

Suddenly, a chill ran down Liu Feng's spine, a chill he couldn't pinpoint the source of. He looked around and felt something was seriously amiss.

Is he haunted by a ghost today? Why does he feel cold everywhere?

-

Dynasty Club, Fenglong City

Dynasty Club is a luxurious establishment hidden within the shadows, known only to those who possess the power and wealth to access its exclusive doors. The club is adorned with opulent decor, featuring elaborate chandeliers and velvet upholstery throughout. 

Rich alphas, some bearing signs of their prestige, frequent this place, and beautiful and exquisite omegas who frequent this club. The air is filled with the scent of expensive champagne and the soft whispers of conversation. A few omega escorts, dressed in elegant attire and exuding an air of sensuality, can often be seen wandering around, conversing casually with the guests.

A petite, delicate omega stepped into the room upstairs, a sealed envelope clasped firmly in his slender hands. He approached the middle-aged woman, the manager of the Dynasty Club, and handed her the envelope with a firm expression. The omega, speaking in a hushed tone, gave the manager a serious look as he started telling her, "Listen, whenever you spot an omega named Wen Yu coming to the club...you must…"

Lou Yan was making his way through the club towards the VIP section when he heard a familiar name being mentioned. Moreover, what did he just hear? Omegas?

He was stunned. His pause was immediate, a pause interrupted by a flicker of curiosity and something else. He paused a moment longer, a flicker of recognition in his eyes. 

'Wen Yu? Omegas?' 

As Lou Yan was contemplating, his train of thought was interrupted by Liu Feng, the young man's disheveled dyed blonde hair accentuating the chaotic aura around him. The young man posed a question, his voice carrying a teasing tone, "Boss, why did you stop? Did any of those omegas catch your eye?"

However, before he could finish his sentence properly, Liu Feng felt another unexpected wave of cold air washed over him. He was puzzled. 

Could it be that the haunting feeling was real, after all?

Looking at this fool, Lou Yan at least confirmed one thing. He is really in the ABO world now. 

Omegaverse…Wen Yu…. As the name 'Wen Yu' echoed in his mind, his eyes betrayed a deepening darkness. A realization had dawned on him with clarity.

Interesting. And it's exactly at the plot point I left off…

However, if the scenario truly played out as the original plot dictated, then the current scene….isn't it supposed to be that scene? Alongside Lou Yan's emotions, the pheromones emitted from him created a suffocating aura that engulfed the space. The presence of the top-tier alpha was undeniable, and the air felt heavy and thick, as if suffocating. 

Lou Yan, having originally not been an alpha, was completely unaware that his pheromones were spiraling out of control. It wasn't until he saw Liu Feng growing paler, and the bodyguards around them turning purple, that he realized the severity of the situation. He instinctively retracted his pheromones, his expression hardening. It became clear that controlling this new alpha identity would require some serious learning, as soon as possible. 

-

At the entrance, bouncers were checking the identities of the guests. As a new arrival named Wen Yu was welcomed, the bouncers exchanged glances, silently signaling to one another. Within moments, several individuals discreetly positioned themselves to follow the young man discreetly, their gazes never leaving the omega. 

Wen Yu, appearing in an all-black outfit with a hood covering his face and a white mask, exuded an aura of secrecy. However, opposite from his intention, the more his face was concealed, the more attention he attracted. Even from a distance, the alpha's sharp senses could pick up on the subtle, yet intoxicating pheromones permeating the air, signaling the scent of a high-quality omega. 

"Oh my, Xiao Yu, you're here!" A well-dressed omega, exuding an aura of wealth and privilege, approached Wen Yu. On the plush couches behind, a few alpha escorts engaged in conversation. As the omega made his way towards Wen Yu, the scent of strong alcohol mingled with distinct alpha pheromones filled the air, causing discomfort to Wen Yu. The atmosphere was thick with a mixture of luxury and ambiguity. 

"Come on, since you're late, it's only reasonable for you to be punished by drinking a cup of wine, right?" The omega, with sly and cunning eyes, presented a glass of red wine to Wen Yu, a smug expression on his face. 

Wen Yu stayed silent, not paying attention to the drink and instead directed a question towards the other, "Where is Yang Chen? He told me to meet him here." However, the other side couldn't contain his laughter, a clear look of mockery evident in his expression. He retorted, "You have the audacity to ignore my goodwill and yet still mention the young master's name? Are you worthy of him?"

The omega persisted, letting go of his fake courtesy manner, and mocked further, "Laughable! An illegitimate child daring to aspire to eat swan meat!" 

The other guests in the club suddenly became attracted by the unfolding scene, whispers and murmurs spreading among them. It was no surprise to them, after all, who hadn't heard of the recent scandal involving the Wen Family?

The omega, Li Hua, noticed Wen Yu's dejected figure and the slight trembling of his slender shoulders, and it emboldened his twisted sense of satisfaction. Before, the omega had only been attempting to curry favor with Wen Yu. Everywhere he goes, it's always 'Young Master Wen' but now, he felt empowered as he could stomp on Wen Yu without restraint.

Just when Li Hua believed Wen Yu may not be able to endure the situation, the boy surprised him by quickly gulping down the glass of wine in one go. Li Hua was taken aback and laughed uproariously, mocking Wen Yu, "Hah, Wen Yu, do you even realize what's in that glass?"

Wen Yu's thoughts were hazy as he tried to piece together his actions, wondering why he had drunk the wine. The memory of his interactions with his fiancé, Yang Chen, echoed in his mind, causing his heart to sink. Was all their affection just pretense? Was he a fool? The thought overwhelmed him.

Before he faded into unconsciousness, Wen Yu felt the sensation of a strong, yet gentle embrace enveloping him in a soft and soothing hold. The scent of high-grade alpha pheromones, reminiscent of the cold fragrance of snow sandalwood, enveloped his entire being, creating a chilling comfort.