After Transmigrating Into A Novel, Not Only Did I Become An Omega, But I Also Provoked The Male Lead’s Mother - Chapter 49

Qin Yue had jokingly suggested cleaning as an excuse to give Bai Zhi a reason to stay and meet Su Yao. She never expected Su Yao to remain unfazed and simply call Ling Jixiao.

This Secretary Su is ruthless!

The moment Qin Yue heard the elevator ding, she instinctively wanted to flee.

Bai Zhi, unwilling to face Su Yao alone, clung to Qin Yue with pleading eyes, hoping she would stay.

Qin Yue blinked rapidly, silently conveying her helplessness.

Bai Zhi frowned, silently demanding to know if Qin Yue was a true friend. If she was, she needed to help! Don’t leave me alone!

Qin Yue pouted. Face your problems yourself. Embrace your thick skin like Bai Zhi always does!

Bai Zhi glared. Three-minute friendship freeze!

The CEO’s elevator dinged open, revealing Ling Jixiao in a suit. She immediately brushed aside Bai Zhi’s hand with an exasperated expression, grabbed the large broom, and made to flee.

When Ling Jixiao first received Su Yao’s call, she was utterly baffled. What did Qin Yue mean by applying to be a cleaning lady? But when she heard Qin Yue was downstairs, she immediately set aside her work and went down. Sure enough, she saw Qin Yue arguing with someone while holding a large broom.

Even more exasperating was Qin Yue’s sudden attempt to flee upon seeing her.

“Qin Yue!” Ling Jixiao’s clear voice rang out.

As if frozen, Qin Yue stopped in her tracks.

Ling Jixiao’s lips twitched as she sized up Qin Yue’s getup, then asked in confusion, “Why were you running?”

Qin Yue: “……” Right, why was I running? She didn’t know either.

Perhaps it was because Ling Jixiao had secretly exchanged contact info with her roommate behind her back, or maybe because her roommate had declared his intention to pursue Ling Jixiao. Whatever the reason, Qin Yue had been avoiding Ling Jixiao lately.

She knew Ling Jixiao hadn’t done anything wrong, but facing her still left a lingering resentment in her heart.

“It’s nothing. I just need to go clean,” Qin Yue replied, forcing calmness.

Instead, Ling Jixiao approached with a smile. “I’ll keep you company.”

“No, I’m going to sweep the streets. It’s all dusty and dirty.” Qin Yue glanced at Ling Jixiao, who still looked every inch the elite, and felt uncomfortable having her follow so closely.

“I don’t mind,” Ling Jixiao insisted, determined to stay by her side.

Truthfully, most of the cleaning was already done. Qin Yue surveyed her assigned area, seeing that it had been swept at least once. She grabbed her large broom and prepared to return it to the sanitation worker.

Ling Jixiao remained by Qin Yue’s side, showing no sign of disgust.

Bai Zhi watched helplessly as the two walked away, leaving her alone to face Su Yao.

“Bai Zhi,” Su Yao said softly, “did you need something?”

Bai Zhi thought Su Yao’s voice when she said her name was damn beautiful. She lowered her head, hesitating. Finally, she mustered the courage to look Su Yao straight in the eye, her emotions laid bare.

“I love you, not your gender,” Bai Zhi declared, mustering all her courage.

Her voice rang out so loudly that the nearby security guards turned to stare. After CEO Ling left, they openly gawked at the scene.

Before Su Yao could react, Bai Zhi dropped the tongs and bag she was holding with a clatter. She rushed over to Su Yao, cupped her cheeks in both hands, stood on tiptoe, and kissed her.

The security guards and front desk staff on the first floor all gasped in unison.

Su Yao’s eyes widened, her body freezing in place.

Bai Zhi’s kiss was light as a dragonfly touching water, barely lingering. Flustered and nearly smoking with embarrassment, she quickly released Su Yao and shouted, “I won’t give up!”

She snatched up the tongs and bag, then fled like a puff of smoke, leaving behind the petrified Su Yao and the crowd of security guards and front desk staff secretly watching the spectacle.

Meanwhile, Qin Yue approached the sanitation worker’s booth and returned the borrowed broom, hat, and gloves.

She took off her work jacket and stuffed it into a prepared bag, then smoothed her long hair. In an instant, the plain-looking girl transformed into a vibrant college student.

Ling Jixiao, dressed in designer clothes, stood with exceptional poise. Her calm expression radiated an air of natural authority, like a noble queen who commanded instant respect.

Her upright posture made her stand out sharply next to the sanitation workers’ rest area, like a peony fallen into a swamp, drawing all eyes.

The moment Qin Yue emerged from the rest area, Ling Jixiao’s aura softened. A smile danced in her eyes, and the corners of her lips curved upward, reflecting her good mood.

“Are you tired?” Ling Jixiao asked with genuine concern.

Qin Yue looked up and slowly shook her head. Then, hesitantly, she asked, “Are you sure it’s okay to skip work so suddenly?”

“It’s fine,” Ling Jixiao replied casually. “You’re the most important thing.”

These words melted in Qin Yue’s ears like honey, leaving a sweet taste.

But Qin Yue still couldn’t shake the lingering discomfort over Ling Jixiao and Li Nuonuo. It was like a thorn lodged in her flesh—painless but deeply unsettling.

Qin Yue pressed her lips together, unsure how to bring it up.

“Are you going back to school?” Ling Jixiao asked softly. Qin Yue’s fingertips tensed, her heart skipping a beat. She didn’t want Qin Yue to leave; she wanted to spend more time with her.

Qin Yue didn’t know how to answer. If she left now, she’d lose her chance to ask.

If this thorn wasn’t removed, it might fester over time, infecting her heart.

She remembered Grandma Yang’s words: “Speak your mind clearly. Don’t leave regrets.”

Qin Yue bit her lower lip, gathering her courage. When she finally spoke, she forced a casual tone: “What’s going on between you and Li Nuonuo?”

Ling Jixiao looked genuinely bewildered. “Who’s Li Nuonuo?”

Qin Yue met Ling Jixiao’s eyes, seeing the genuine confusion. After a moment’s pause, she clarified, “My roommate.”

Ling Jixiao took a moment to remember who Qin Yue’s roommate was. She was clever and easily guessed the situation from Qin Yue’s expression. Her heart filled with wild joy, and the smile in her eyes spread to her lips.

“Are you jealous?” Ling Jixiao asked, smiling coyly, her lips pressed together in a restrained yet ethereal grin.

Qin Yue’s expression immediately darkened as she vehemently denied it, “No!”

Such a swift denial was proof enough.

Ling Jixiao couldn’t stop smiling, but she still took the time to explain, “You’re asking about exchanging contact information with her, right? I did it just in case I couldn’t reach you in the future. I didn’t think much of it. Yue, I’m sorry if I upset you. See, I don’t even know her name—I haven’t even put her in my mind.”

“Oh,” Qin Yue said, awkwardly rubbing the tip of her nose.

Taking advantage of her victory, Ling Jixiao leaned closer to Qin Yue, bending down to meet her gaze. Her tone was light and cheerful, yet carried a serious undertone: “My heart belongs only to you.”

Qin Yue felt her throat go a little dry. She couldn’t deny that Ling Jixiao’s words made her heart race, especially when he leaned closer. She could feel his breath and warmth, making her heart surge like restless waves, igniting unspeakable thoughts.

She was an adult after all, with needs of her own. Once, she’d wanted a lover, or failing that, a suitable partner for casual encounters.

Now that she’d met Ling Jixiao, Qin Yue recalled their previous encounters. Though she didn’t know his true identity, he had certainly brought her both physical and emotional pleasure.

It was impossible to deny that, after spending so much time together, Qin Yue wasn’t moved. His relentless efforts to help her, save her, and his repeated displays of concern and tenderness had unwittingly drawn her in.

Come to think of it, I’ve never seen Ling Jixiao do this before. It’s almost unfair!

Qin Yue had always enjoyed indulging herself. Otherwise, she wouldn’t have left 200 yuan with Ling Jixiao after their first encounter, simply because it felt good!

Even if she hadn’t forgiven Ling Jixiao yet, Qin Yue couldn’t deny that Ling Jixiao was a really good bed partner.

Qin Yue’s eyes darkened as she looked at Ling Jixiao’s cheerful expression. Clearing her throat, her gaze drifted involuntarily to the side as she asked, “Did you bring your ID?”

“What?” The abrupt change in topic caught Ling Jixiao off guard.

Qin Yue had already used up all her courage by asking that question. Blushing, she hurried forward and muttered, “Never mind.”

Oh my god, what was I thinking?!

Seeing Qin Yue’s flustered state and the mention of an ID, Ling Jixiao wasn’t stupid.

The sudden realization hit her like a ton of bricks, leaving her dizzy with excitement. She chased after Qin Yue, grabbed her arm, and blurted out, “I did!” Even if she hadn’t, it wouldn’t matter—Minghui Group owns hotels!

Qin Yue put up a half-hearted struggle before Ling Jixiao gently pulled her forward.

The Minghui Group headquarters stood next to the Minghui Hotel, where Ling Jixiao had a private suite.

As they stepped into the elevator, Qin Yue felt uneasy, her discomfort overwhelming her. She wished she could claw her way out of the building.

Ling Jixiao gazed at her tenderly, their fingers entwined. “Don’t worry,” she said softly. “If you’re not ready, we’ll leave right now.”

“No,” Qin Yue shook her head, took a deep breath, and tightened her grip on Ling Jixiao’s hand.

The moment they entered the suite, Ling Jixiao pressed Qin Yue against the wall.

The curtains were drawn, casting the room in a dim light, yet they could still clearly see each other’s face.

Ling Jixiao’s fingertips traced Qin Yue’s eyebrows, eyes, and cheeks with gentle tenderness. Her gaze burned with desire and affection, barely suppressing the raw passion threatening to erupt. She asked in a husky whisper, “May I kiss you?”

Qin Yue blinked, her long lashes brushing against Ling Jixiao’s fingers. Her lips parted slightly, her breaths shallow with nervousness, their gazes locked in a silent plea.

“What do you think?” Qin Yue replied in a breathy voice.

Ling Jixiao chuckled softly before lowering her head and capturing Qin Yue’s lips in a kiss.

Their lips and tongues entwined, sucking and licking, in their first kiss. Yet there was no unfamiliarity or hesitation, only a raging fire burning between them.

A strange tingling sensation spread through their bodies, their hearts trembling.

Ling Jixiao held Qin Yue tightly, like a parched traveler greedily sipping nectar from a flower.

The stormy kisses made Qin Yue tremble all over. She clung to Ling Jixiao’s waist, her mind going blank as she closed her eyes, as if this were the most natural thing in the world. She began to respond, though awkwardly.

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