After the System Called Me Mom, My Arch-Nemesis Omega Fell for Me - Chapter 26

Far Mountain Apartments

Outside the window, the twilight was like spilled ink, staining the sky a deep indigo. The city lights flickered to life one by one, casting blurred yet brilliant halos onto the large floor to ceiling glass, interweaving with the dim yellow light of the room.

Lu Lingzhi spread out a thick textbook and a classroom quiz paper.

She propped her chin in one hand while irritably twirling a pen with the other, her brows knitted so tightly she could have crushed a fly between them. The tip of the pen poked aimlessly at the scratch paper, leaving behind a series of frustrated black ink dots.

“Ah! This is so annoying!” she finally couldn’t help but wail. She tossed the pen aside and collapsed backward into a soft cushion, rolling her eyes grandly at the ceiling.

This life is unbearable.

What sins did I commit in my past life? I finally survived the college entrance exams, only to be forced into tutoring by the Great Villain now.

She could already imagine a scene from high school tutoring: Xie Fuyun holding a glaring red pen, drawing giant ‘X’s all over the paper she had worked so hard on, then pushing up her glasses and coldly uttering that curse: “You haven’t mastered the concepts. Do two more papers.”

Please, Heavens, distinguish the loyal from the treacherous. Who will come to save me?

Why didn’t I go to Boston to study abroad?

I clearly had the admission letter. I’m a complete idiot.

[System: Mama, you’re not an idiot. Your eldest aunt in Harvard calls from overseas every three days to check on you but won’t give you a cent. If you really went to Boston, wouldn’t you be living with her?]

[System follow-up: Your aunt would nag you day in and day out. Wouldn’t you be annoyed? Then it would just be a daily game of ‘sister chases, sister flees.’ It’s a good thing you didn’t go, otherwise, you wouldn’t have met an invincible system like me, hahahaha.]

That actually makes some sense.

If I really went to Boston, my sister would be watching my schoolwork every second. At Capital University, the Great Villain is annoying, sure, but at least she has a girlfriend.

Who is my “Little Mommy.”

What am I afraid of? This young miss has backing.

Thinking about it, staying at Capital University was the right choice. The “value” of a Great Villain is entirely dependent on the comparison to one’s peers.

She snapped a photo of her homework and sent it to [Great Villain Xie Fuyun].

After sending it, her gaze instinctively drifted across the room.

Her eyes landed on Jiang Mingyue, and she froze. The light from the phone screen flickered across Jiang Mingyue’s face, the familiar features seemed to be coated in a different kind of brilliance due to her current focus.

A straight nose, slightly pursed lips, long lashes casting a small shadow beneath her eyes, the lines of her profile appeared exceptionally smooth and beautiful amidst the dim yellow and ghostly blue shadows.

Thump… thump, badum-tss.

Thump! Thump-thump!!!

Lu Lingzhi’s heart skipped a beat for some reason, then felt as if it had been gently nudged, accelerating into an irregular rhythm.

Jiang Mingyue is actually quite pretty. Why does she feel even better looking than my sister?

Sitting opposite her, Jiang Mingyue maintained a proper posture, currently reviewing Chang Xi’s public resume from Capital Medical University.

Lines of information entered her sight:

• Consecutive Bachelor’s, Master’s, and Doctorate degrees from Capital Medical University with outstanding grades; stayed at the university after graduation.
• Became the Dean of the School of Psychology at age thirty, serving as the Director of the Psychology Department at the Capital General Hospital.
• Formerly the campus belle of the Medical University, winner of the “Most Beautiful Teacher” award for several consecutive years.

In an interview, Chang Xi had explicitly stated she would take on one student. It turned out that lucky person was herself.

Just then, an overly intense gaze landed on her face. Jiang Mingyue pulled herself out of her focus and instinctively lifted her eyelids.

Their eyes met.

Caught red handed, Lu Lingzhi’s heart hammered. Like a child caught stealing candy, a sudden, inexplicable heat surged onto her face.

She hurriedly looked away, scrambled for her phone, and practically bounced up, mumbling incoherently, “I… I’m going to the bathroom!”

Before her voice even trailed off, she bolted into the bathroom like a startled rabbit, shutting the door with a “bang.”

Leaning against the cool bathroom door, Lu Lingzhi covered her pounding heart. The temperature in her cheeks hadn’t subsided. Her mind was a mess: Is it a ghost? Since when did Jiang Mingyue become so easy on the eyes? That focused look just now… so pretty.

Her whole body is radiating… and her pheromones smell so good.

Pah, pah, pah! Stop it!

What am I thinking?

It must be the Great Villain’s exam papers causing her to have a nervous breakdown.

She remembered what Chang Xi had told her: the medicine could suppress desire, but she needed a temporary marking.

She decided to check out an agency.

After a brief inquiry with an online customer service representative about seeking an Omega soothing partner for her first time, the other party replied briskly: “Dear, I’ll send the data package right away! However, you need to pay a 160 yuan ‘sincerity’ registration fee first. The materials are for one time study only and will self-destruct after reading.”

Lu Lingzhi frowned but paid the money anyway. Soon, an encrypted link was sent over.

She clicked the link and entered the extraction code.

The next second, Lu Lingzhi’s pupils dilated instantly.

The warm or educational scenes she had imagined were nowhere to be found.

The screen was filled with unsightly, primitive imagery, heavy panting, exaggerated moans, and distorted expressions. The so-called Alpha differentiation rut was depicted as a beast-like predatory frenzy, devoid of any respect for the Omega, showing only naked violence and possession.

The deliberately created decadent noises mixed with eerie, magical BGM assaulted her eardrums and optic nerves.

“Ugh.” Lu Lingzhi’s stomach churned. The intense physical revulsion almost made her throw her phone. She slammed the screen off, her chest heaving, the color draining from her face.

This is the malice of society.

This is the so-called “service” of these agencies.

This wasn’t help, it was complete objectification and trampling.

The slight, inexplicable fluttering she felt for Jiang Mingyue just moments ago was instantly doused by this bucket of filthy ice water. All that remained was shock, disgust, and a deep chill from having her worldview overturned.

Perhaps it was the stimulus of those high-impact images, or perhaps the instability of the differentiation period was triggered.

Lu Lingzhi only felt the gland at the back of her neck turn into a small, ignited furnace. Waves of burning heat spread toward her limbs. She felt as if she were being soaked in a pool of water that was gradually heating up; her consciousness began to drift.

It hurts.

Lu Lingzhi buried her face in the lukewarm water running from the faucet.

“Lu the Second?” Jiang Mingyue’s voice came through the door. Lu Lingzhi opened it in a daze, and a gush of moist, hot steam surged out with her, causing her to bump right into Jiang Mingyue standing at the door.

An elegant and rich fragrance instantly enveloped her, it was tulips.

This scent didn’t come from any perfume, it was pheromones.

The knowledge points repeatedly emphasized in biology class slammed into her mind: the higher the pheromone grade and the higher the compatibility between individuals, the more clearly they can perceive each other’s pheromones.

At this moment, this tulip pheromone belonging uniquely to Jiang Mingyue was like an invisible, gentle net, capturing the Alpha who was currently in a restless state of differentiation. Lu Lingzhi’s vision became viscous, her gaze uncontrollably wandering over Jiang Mingyue.

She blinked, her wet hair clinging to her temples. Her eyes were blurry and held a hint of unconscious dependence, looking much like a drenched puppy in desperate need of warmth.

Jiang Mingyue didn’t speak. She naturally took hold of Lu Lingzhi’s equally hot wrist and led her out of the steamy bathroom. Under the soft light of the living room, Jiang Mingyue turned to take an electronic thermometer from the medical kit and gently tapped it against Lu Lingzhi’s forehead.

Beep.

37.5°C.

Jiang Mingyue looked at the numbers on the screen, her brow slightly furrowing. It had been taught in class that low-grade fevers during the second differentiation occurring in waves, were a normal reaction of the gland adapting to its final form. One couldn’t rush it, and certainly couldn’t use external force to force the growth.

She led Lu Lingzhi to sit by the sofa, turned to pour a glass of warm water, and handed the medicine the doctor had prescribed last time to Lu Lingzhi’s lips: “Take this, it will make you feel better.”

Lu Lingzhi obediently swallowed the pill. The warm water slid down her throat, but it couldn’t quench the yearning surging deep within her gland and her heart. She wanted to lean in and press tightly against Jiang Mingyue, to draw in that tulip scent that calmed her and that slightly cool body temperature. But this request was simply too embarrassing to voice.

After hesitating for a long time, she could only lift her moist eyes, her voice as light as a feather: “Jiang Mingyue, my gland is burning again. Can you… can you help me rub it?”

“Okay.”

Lu Lingzhi submissively lay down, her chin resting gently on the soft fabric of the other woman’s outer thigh.

The crisp tulip pheromones entwined around the tip of her nose with Jiang Mingyue’s movements, seemingly carrying a cool dew that slowly seeped into her restless senses, attempting to smooth over the surging tide of heat.

Lu Lingzhi couldn’t help but let out a satisfied sigh from deep in her throat.

Amidst the fragrance of tulips and the gentle touch, her consciousness became blurred and comfortable, she only wanted to sink further into it. Just at this rare, private moment of tranquility, a piercing ringtone shattered the warmth of the room.

It was Jiang Mingyue’s phone.

The name [Jiang Mingzhao] was dancing on the screen.

Jiang Mingyue frowned slightly but answered anyway. “Brother?”

From the other end came Jiang Mingzhao’s voice, sounding slightly tipsy. The background was the deafening music and clamor of a bar: “Mingyue, I’ve organized a gathering here. They’re all big shots from your medical school. It’s a rare opportunity, get over here and meet them. In the future at school, it’ll be easier for me to have them look out for you.”

“I’m at home,” Jiang Mingyue said succinctly. Her gaze swept over Lu Lingzhi, who was lying on her lap and frowning slightly due to the interruption. Her fingers smoothed the slight furrow in Lu Lingzhi’s brow, then gave a soft press. “I’m staying with Lingzhi while she does her homework.”

“What homework? What kind of homework is there in university?” Before Jiang Mingzhao could finish his sentence, someone on the other end of the line seemed to lean closer to the phone. A familiar, slightly flippant male voice came through clearly: “Junior Jiang, are you really not coming? As for homework, can’t you just find someone to do it for you? Don’t let your brother’s good intentions go to waste.”

It was Jian Cheng’s voice.

Lu Lingzhi, who had been drowsy and slumped against Jiang Mingyue’s lap, was jolted awake by the sudden noise and the sound of Jian Cheng’s voice.

A strong sense of unease and an inexplicable surge of rejection seized her.

The chaotic music of a bar, drunken men, these elements instantly overlapped with the unsightly, predatory images of raw aggression she had seen in the bathroom earlier.

“You’re not allowed to go!” She bolted upright from Jiang Mingyue’s lap, her hands pressing firmly against Jiang Mingyue’s shoulders to support her still weak body. Her eyes, which had been misty and watery just moments ago, were now locked onto Jiang Mingyue.

Lu Lingzhi snatched the phone and barked toward the other end, “Go where? I haven’t finished my homework yet!”

Is this what Alpha possessiveness feels like?

Watching her act like a bristling kitten guarding its food, a faint glint of amusement flickered deep in Jiang Mingyue’s eyes, and the corners of her lips curled up slightly.

Lu Lingzhi happened to catch that smile, and her anger flared even hotter.

Without a second thought, she leaned in close. Her warm breath, carrying the sweet scent of cherry pheromones, puffed directly against Jiang Mingyue’s sensitive ear. She opened her teeth and, with a mix of spite and a sense of “claiming territory,” gave the soft earlobe a moderate bite.