After Transmigrating Into A Novel, Not Only Did I Become An Omega, But I Also Provoked The Male Lead’s Mother - Chapter 37

Ling Jixiao had assumed Qin Yue would contact her after her exams, at least to give her an update. But days had passed, and it felt like Qin Yue had completely forgotten about her.

Only then did Ling Jixiao realize she’d taken things for granted. In Qin Yue’s eyes, she seemed to be of little importance.

This realization left Ling Jixiao feeling deeply disappointed.

She knew nothing about matters of the heart. She didn’t know what to do next, and she couldn’t tell if there was any hope for her relationship with Qin Yue.

Ling Jixiao turned to Su Yao, hoping for some advice.

Su Yao’s face hardened. “Don’t look at me. I’ve never been in a relationship either!”

Two relationship-inexperienced women stared blankly at each other in the office, the silence stretching awkwardly.

“Then find someone with experience and ask them,” CEO Ling said.

When the boss gives an order, the secretary must carry it out.

Su Yao’s face crumpled like a steamed bun. Who did she even know who had dating experience?

Wait, there was one person…

Su Yao thought of Bai Zhi.

That young woman had mentioned having been in a few relationships before.

But Su Yao couldn’t bring herself to ask such a personal question of someone so junior.

As soon as she left Ling Jixiao’s office, Su Yao’s phone rang. She looked at the caller ID and thought, Oh, what a coincidence—it’s Bai Zhi!

Su Yao hurried back to her office with her phone in hand.

As the Chief Secretary to the CEO, she had her own private office.

“Sister! I’m done with my exams!” Bai Zhi’s cheerful voice rang out as soon as the call connected.

“Finally free,” Su Yao replied, a hint of amusement in her voice.

“Exactly!” Bai Zhi’s voice brightened even more. Then, remembering something, she asked nervously, “Sister, are you busy? I don’t want to bother you!”

“Not too busy,” Su Yao answered, sending an email on her computer.

“Phew, that’s a relief,” Bai Zhi’s lively voice came through again.

Su Yao remembered Ling Jixiao asking her to ask about romantic matters, and she felt a headache coming on. “Um, can I ask you something?”

“Go ahead, Sister!” Bai Zhi replied eagerly.

If she could help Su Yao, she’d be thrilled. And if she played her cards right, she might even get Su Yao to owe her a favor—and then she could ask her out!

Su Yao hesitated for a moment, quickly organized her thoughts, and gave a rough overview of Ling Jixiao’s current situation. Since it involved her superior, she only provided a general outline, withholding the most important details.

Hearing Su Yao’s explanation, Bai Zhi narrowed her eyes on the other end of the call.

“Sister, is this about your friend?”

Su Yao had deliberately described it as a friend’s matter, but Bai Zhi’s question made her feel like she was trying to justify talking about her own affairs.

Feeling uneasy, Su Yao cleared her throat. “Uh, yes, it’s definitely about my friend!”

Bai Zhi chuckled, her laughter tinkling like silver bells. She drawled sweetly, stretching out each syllable, “I~know~ that~ too~!”

Realizing she had made Su Yao uncomfortable, Bai Zhi stopped teasing. She poked the chubby cheek of the panda plushie beside her, then dropped a bombshell that left Su Yao stunned: “The person you were talking about, Sister, isn’t he after my friend Qin Yue?”

Su Yao’s eyes widened in shock. “How… do you know?”

Then she remembered that Bai Zhi and Qin Yue were close friends. Qin Yue must have told her.

Before Su Yao could react, Bai Zhi, still unaware of her realization, rolled her eyes and lowered her voice mischievously. “Because I have precognitive abilities, of course!”

Su Yao chuckled softly and said affectionately, “Little liar.”

“Sister, what did you say?” Bai Zhi asked, unable to hear Su Yao’s soft voice clearly.

“You still haven’t told me what we should do,” Su Yao reminded her.

Bai Zhi suggested addressing the root of the problem. She could tell that Qin Yue wasn’t indifferent toward Ling Jixiao; she just hesitated to take the next step due to certain fears. If they could resolve Qin Yue’s emotional barriers, she would naturally find happiness.

Bai Zhi tactfully explained her thoughts. As Qin Yue’s close friend, she couldn’t reveal specific details about Qin Yue’s situation, but she genuinely wanted her to find happiness.

From Qin Yue’s fragmented remarks, Bai Zhi could sense Ling Jixiao’s genuine care for her. If that was the case, the two should give it a try—perhaps they truly deserved happiness together!

Su Yao acknowledged her understanding, glancing at the email reply on her computer screen, knowing she’d soon be busy.

“Sister, let me know when you’re off work. I have something to tell you then!” Bai Zhi said mysteriously before hanging up.

Su Yao didn’t dwell on it, focusing back on her work.

Bai Zhi checked the train ticket information on her phone and took a deep breath.

Her home was in B City, just across the border. With the winter break and New Year approaching, she had to return for the holiday. All she could do was delay her departure by a few days.

Ling Jixiao finally received Qin Yue’s call, but the reason for their meeting left her feeling somewhat disheartened.

Qin Yue felt that the diamond necklace Ling Jixiao had gifted her was too valuable to accept and insisted on returning it.

This gift had been carefully selected by Ling Jixiao. She had consulted Omega assistants she knew, sought advice from sales associates, and spent considerable time deliberating before finally settling on this necklace. Now, Qin Yue’s rejection based on its perceived value left her feeling dejected.

Why is dating so much harder than negotiating a contract?!

Ultimately, unwilling to upset Qin Yue, Ling Jixiao reluctantly agreed to her request.

She mentioned that she was free now and happened to have something to discuss with Qin Yue.

Ling Jixiao drove to Xixing Sanatorium. Qin Yue hurried out to greet her personally and escorted her inside.

This was Ling Jixiao’s first visit to Xixing Sanatorium. As she took in the surroundings, she imagined the traces Qin Yue had left here throughout her life, and a subtle happiness stirred within her. It felt as though she could now glimpse fragments of Qin Yue at different stages of her life.

It was nap time at the sanatorium, and the place was deathly quiet. Qin Yue, afraid of disturbing anyone’s rest, brought Ling Jixiao to her room.

When Ling Jixiao realized this was Qin Yue’s private quarters, she visibly tensed. She gripped the hem of her shirt, discreetly wiping the sweat from her palms, and even softened her breathing, as if afraid even a heavy breath might be intrusive.

“Sister Jixiao, please have a seat. I’ll get you a glass of water,” Qin Yue said with a smile, gesturing to the chair beside her desk.

Ling Jixiao nodded. Her expression remained composed as she sat gracefully, but inside, her emotions churned like turbulent waves.

Qin Yue left to fetch water, leaving Ling Jixiao alone in the room.

In that moment, her turbulent emotions reached a peak. Ling Jixiao felt as if she were enveloped by the faint scent of pheromones lingering in Qin Yue’s room.

This was Qin Yue’s private sanctuary!

Her gaze involuntarily drifted to the neatly made bed nearby.

Pale pink sheets, a crisply folded quilt—everything seemed to radiate an almost magnetic pull, drawing Ling Jixiao closer.

Ling Jixiao could imagine how the sweet, alluring peach pheromones clinging to the sheets would be even stronger if she lay on the bed.

The low, siren-like murmur in her ear was like a spell, constantly tempting her to go over. Her breathing grew heavier as her heart waged a war between reason and desire.

This was Qin Yue’s room. She shouldn’t touch anything.

But the devil in her mind whispered persistently: Qin Yue’s out right now. You can just put things back when she returns.

Ling Jixiao gripped the hem of her shirt tightly, her palms growing sticky with sweat. Her eyes were fixed on Qin Yue’s bed, and her mind involuntarily conjured images of Qin Yue moaning softly, her expression shifting between pleasure and concentration. Would Qin Yue be even more uninhibited, cry out even louder, in this familiar environment?

I can’t take it! I really can’t take it anymore!

Ling Jixiao abruptly stood up and walked toward the bed.

Qin Yue walked toward the break room.

It was after lunchtime at the sanatorium, where most of the residents were elderly. Most had eaten and were now resting, making the place unusually quiet.

Qin Yue was debating whether to prepare tea or coffee for Ling Jixiao. She remembered one of the grandmas mentioning that the black tea in the break room was quite good. Maybe I should make Ling Jixiao a cup of that, she thought.

When she opened the break room door, Qin Yue didn’t expect to find anyone inside at this hour.

Grandma Yang was holding a water cup, her brow furrowed as she struggled to swallow something. On the break room table sat an uncovered bottle of medicine.

Startled by Qin Yue’s sudden arrival, Grandma Yang looked at the door in panic. The medicine, already difficult to swallow, now made her choke violently, its bitter taste flooding her mouth as it dissolved in her throat.

“Grandma Yang!” Qin Yue hurried over, wanting to pat her on the back to help her breathe.

Seeing Qin Yue approach, Grandma Yang grew even more flustered. In her panic, she reached for the medicine bottle on the table, as if trying to hide something. But her trembling hands knocked the bottle to the floor instead.

With a clatter, the pills spilled across the floor.

Qin Yue instinctively stopped walking.

The break room fell deathly silent, so quiet you could hear a pin drop.

Grandma Yang’s face was pale, her breathing rapid. She swayed, leaned against the table, then slowly crouched down, trembling hands reaching for the scattered pills on the floor.

The once cheerful and vivacious elderly woman, who loved to smile and take photos, now looked frail and aged, her face ashen, her eyes dim and clouded.

Seeing Grandma Yang so helpless for the first time, Qin Yue’s heart ached. She hurried over, crouched down, and helped the old lady pick up the pills.

As they finished, Qin Yue’s gaze inadvertently fell on the pill bottle, where she saw the letters “TUKYSA” written in English.

She didn’t know what the medication was for, but silently filed the information away.

“Grandma Yang, why are you still here? Grandma Hai will be upset if she wakes up and can’t find you,” Qin Yue said with a forced smile, trying to act normal.

Just as she was about to stand up, Grandma Yang’s hand clamped down on her wrist with surprising force, causing a sharp pain.

Looking up, Qin Yue met Grandma Yang’s tear-filled eyes.

Grandma Yang’s eyes brimmed with pleading and sincerity. She pressed her lips together, letting tears stream down her cheeks and onto the floor, her gaze fixed on Qin Yue.

The silence spoke louder than words, breaking the hearts of those who witnessed it.

“Grandma Yang…” Qin Yue felt her throat go dry. Forcing a smile, she helped the old woman to her feet. “I was just getting a glass of water. I…”

Qin Yue paused, then continued, “Don’t worry, I didn’t see anything.”

Grandma Yang lowered her gaze. The once-vibrant woman now looked weathered, like a dying elder who had lost all vitality. She tucked away her medicine bottle and slowly left the break room.

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