[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-qt-i-hijacked-a-harem-system-and-now-i-m-ruining":3,"chapter-qt-i-hijacked-a-harem-system-and-now-i-m-ruining-qt-i-hijacked-a-harem-system-and-now-i-m-ruining-chapter-355":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","QT: I hijacked a harem system and now I'm ruining every plot(GL)",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},1854744,2462,"Chapter 355: The calm.","qt-i-hijacked-a-harem-system-and-now-i-m-ruining-chapter-355",355,"\u003Cp>Chapter 356\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Daphne\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I watch as Vivienne walks around in the hanfu, the silk fabric flowing around her like water.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She’s so pretty,the way the light catches her hair, the way she moves, the way she keeps touching the embroidery like she can’t believe it’s real.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She turns her head, and for a moment, she looks like Yuxi.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The same angle. The same soft expression. The same way the light catches the curve of her jaw.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>My breath catches.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But when she turns around completely, her stomach is unmistakable now,five I think months along, a round swell that the fabric drapes over beautifully. The illusion breaks.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Definitely not my film empress.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This is my omega. My wife. The woman carrying my child.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Which still feels absolutely ridiculous.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I walk toward her and take her hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You’re staring again,\" she says.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Always.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She smiles, but it’s nervous. \"Do I look okay?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You look beautiful.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The dress—\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The dress is perfect.\" I lift our joined hands, press a kiss to her knuckles. \"You’re perfect.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She laughs. \"You have to say that. You’re my alpha.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I’m saying it because it’s true.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I place a kiss on her forehead, then interlock our fingers. The gold bands catch the light, warm against our skin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I’m actually here for work—something about inter-country relations and cultural exchange, at least that’s what they said. Honestly, it’s mostly a vacation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Here, people don’t recognize Vivienne. They don’t know she was Damien’s fiancée, don’t know the scandal, don’t care about any of it. She’s just a woman in a hanfu, walking through ancient streets, her hand in mine.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>We can walk around like a normal couple.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I bring our interlaced fingers to my lips. Press a kiss to her knuckles.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The wind blows through her hair, loosening strands from the delicate pins. Her eyes find mine—sparkling in the afternoon light, full of something I want to drown in.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her freckles are so prominent today. Scattered across her nose and cheeks like constellations I want to memorize.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I am itching to have this scene painted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The way the sunlight catches her. The way her hanfu moves around her. The way her stomach swells beneath the silk, round and full and ours.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She’s never looked more beautiful.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She’s glowing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What?\" she asks, catching me staring.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Nothing.\" I tuck a strand of hair behind her ear. \"You’re just beautiful.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I feel like a melon.\" She laughs, gesturing at her round belly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"A beautiful melon.\" I bring my hand to the back of her neck, fingers grazing the sensitive skin there.She shudders—a full-body tremor that makes me smile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What do you think,\" I say, watching her eyes darken, \"about a mating mark? After the child is born.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Are you asking to mark me?\" She raises an eyebrow, a fake gasp escaping her lips.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Yes.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You want to take our relationship to the next level.\" She’s amused now, playing with me.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"We’re married.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Yeah, but marks are permanent, you know.\" She tilts her head. \"Married couples can divorce.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I pull her closer, my hand still on her neck. \"Never.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I press another kiss to our interlaced fingers. Let her see the seriousness in my eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She studies me for a moment. Then:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You know, for an Omega, it’s a big deal. I would never find another Alpha. My scent would always carry yours. I’d be marked.\" She pauses. \"While you... you’d still be free. To have other Omegas.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I don’t hesitate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You’re the only one for me.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The words hang in the air between us.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She stands on her toes—as much as her belly allows—and places a kiss on my jaw. Soft. Tender. Real.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I believe you,\" she says.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>My heart swells.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"After the baby,\" I say.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The doctors were very clear about it—something about marking disrupting hormone levels, affecting the pregnancy, putting stress on both her and the child. I wasn’t really listening after \"youcan’t.\" I was too busy trying not to break something.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In conclusion, I can’t.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even though each time we go to bed—each time she’s beneath me, breathless and wanting, her neck exposed and right there...Ireally, really, reallywant to bite her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>My teeth ache with it. My instincts scream.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But then I see her stomach. The round swell of it. The life growing inside her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And I feel this weird sense of satisfaction.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I did that, I think. That’s ours.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The urge to mark fades. Just a little. Just enough.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Being an Alpha is weird, man.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Come.\" I take her hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>We walk down the streets of this foreign country hand in hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>***\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Vivienne\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I wake up to pee—again—carefully escaping from Daphne’s clutches in bed. Her arm is heavy around my waist, her breath warm against my neck. I slip out slowly, holding my breath, and she doesn’t stir.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The bathroom is cold. The tiles are cold. Everything is cold.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I finish. Wash my hands. And then I just... sit there on the toilet seat, too lazy to get up.The baby is pressing on my bladder again already—it never ends. My back aches. My feet are swollen. I’m tired.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I should go back to bed before she worries.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But it’s too late.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There, in the doorway, sleepy with her hair sticking out in every direction, is my Alpha.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her eyes are half-closed, her face soft with sleep, her lips slightly parted, her sticking out in pajama shorts and t shirt.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What’s wrong?\" Her voice is husky, rough, devastating.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>My heart races.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Nothing.\" I manage. \"Just... peeing.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She stares at me. \"You’ve been in here for ten minutes.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You were counting?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I always count.\" She crosses the bathroom in three steps, kneels in front of me, and rests her head on my knee. \"What’s wrong?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I’m tired.\" I put my arms out like a child. \"Carry me.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She doesn’t hesitate. Doesn’t roll her eyes or tell me I’m being ridiculous. She just stands, scoops me up, and settles me against her chest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I’m so happy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So happy it scares me.\u003C\u002Fp>",999,"2026-06-09T07:29:29.584Z",1,"novelbin.me","34b626f0ff1e2cde30f0cf3147bf1dd8d7725f5bb6bf5f5c41b8f30c04e9d4c8","qt-i-hijacked-a-harem-system-and-now-i-m-ruining-chapter-356","qt-i-hijacked-a-harem-system-and-now-i-m-ruining-chapter-354",399,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fqt-i-hijacked-a-harem-system-and-now-i-m-ruining-cover.jpg"]