After Transmigrating into a Ridiculous Alpha, I Saved My Aloof Omega Wife - Chapter 37

“You’ve been gone for so long, so I came out to look for you,” Jiang Muyan stood behind her. “Gu Xi has already gone back.”

Cheng Jianli smiled faintly: “Finished arguing with her? What was the answer to that reading question?”

Jiang Muyan looked very serious: “I firmly believe the answer is A.”

Cheng Jianli said: “What was the question about? Tell me, let’s see if I still remember.”

Jiang Muyan thought for a moment and replied: “It was the author’s attitude question in the third passage. After reading it, I thought the author was quite optimistic about lawyers’ career prospects, but Gu Xi thought the author was skeptical.”

Cheng Jianli pondered briefly. She did remember this question, it was from an English newspaper reading passage she’d done two days ago. Softly, she said: “The answer is indeed A. You’re right.”

Hearing this, Jiang Muyan beamed with joy: “Really?”

Cheng Jianli nodded lightly: “Mm, I’ve done this passage before. For the author’s attitude question, the answer is A.”

After a moment of happiness, Jiang Muyan said sheepishly: “By the way, Teacher Cheng, were we arguing too loudly? Did we disturb your studying?”

Cheng Jianli replied: “It’s fine. I’ve never studied with many people before it felt quite lively.”

“Uncle Liu said we’re having crucian carp soup tonight,” Jiang Muyan continued in a relaxed tone, seeing that Cheng Jianli didn’t mind. “The kitchen specially prepared it, it’s exceptionally fresh. You should have several bowls.”

“Okay.” Cheng Jianli sat on the swing with Jiang Muyan standing behind her. She looked up at the sky, where a brilliant sunset glow fell upon them, the orange-red afterglow breathtakingly beautiful.

Jiang Muyan glanced down and noticed the scent blocker patch on the back of Cheng Jianli’s neck, partially concealed by stray hairs. It looked slightly raised, and up close, she could catch a faint mango fragrance.

Without thinking, Jiang Muyan blurted out: “Teacher Cheng, your scent gland smells so nice.”

Cheng Jianli: “?”

Jiang Muyan added: “I kept catching whiffs of your pheromones while sitting there earlier. Did you not stick it on properly?”

Cheng Jianli pressed a hand to the spot: “I did.”

“Let me check for you.” Eagerly, before Cheng Jianli could protest, Jiang Muyan’s cool fingers brushed against her neck and gently peeled off the patch.

Cheng Jianli tensed immediately, her voice catching for a few seconds: “…Don’t touch it randomly.”

“I’m not! I just want to help you put on a new one this one’s worn out,” Jiang Muyan said earnestly. “I still have some of the scent blocker patches you gave me last time. I always carry them with me.”

As she spoke, she took out a small case filled with scent blocker patches.

Seeing this, Cheng Jianli had no choice but to say: “Alright, then hurry up.”

With permission granted, Jiang Muyan immediately picked one up, peeling open the packaging cheerfully: “Teacher Cheng, how are you so fair? The skin on the back of your neck is so smooth too. What brand of shower gel do you usually use?”

“I don’t pay attention to brands,” Cheng Jianli’s voice sounded as if soaked in wine. “I just use whatever’s there.”

She didn’t want to admit that Jiang Muyan’s touch was making her cheeks burn and lips redden. Because Jiang Muyan didn’t understand anything didn’t know an omega’s scent gland shouldn’t be touched casually, she was touching it recklessly and without restraint.

That strange tingling sensation traveled all the way down her back. Cheng Jianli felt like her scent gland was being kneaded over and over, like an orange being squeezed until its juices ran out.

Jiang Muyan was momentarily dazed by Cheng Jianli’s snow-white skin and couldn’t help but steal a few more glances. She thought to herself, My wife’s skin is just too perfect, I’ve always loved Cheng Jianli’s skin so much.

After carefully smoothing out the edges of the scent-blocking patch, Jiang Muyan’s lively voice rang out: “Teacher Cheng! All done!”

Cheng Jianli felt instant relief. She stood up from the swing and turned to face Jiang Muyan.

Seeing Cheng Jianli’s appearance, Jiang Muyan asked curiously, “Teacher Cheng, why is your face so red?”

The strange sensation at her scent gland hadn’t faded yet, so Cheng Jianli simply shook her head. But Jiang Muyan insisted on leaning in closer: “Your face is really, really red…”

Unable to explain, Cheng Jianli was about to say, Don’t touch my scent gland so casually in the future, when Jiang Muyan suddenly had an epiphany. “Did you stay in the garden too long and get sunburned?”

Cheng Jianli: “…”

“People with cool-toned fair skin like yours are the most sensitive, you can’t be in the sun at all,” Jiang Muyan said knowledgeably, her tone considerate. “Come on, Teacher Cheng, let’s go inside.”

The tingling sensation along Cheng Jianli’s spine completely vanished with Jiang Muyan’s words. She replied expressionlessly, “It’s almost dark out. What sun?”

Just as Jiang Muyan was about to respond, an overly familiar voice called out from behind them: “Young Miss Jiang, what are you doing here? We’ve been looking for you.”

Jiang Muyan frowned slightly and turned to see two unfamiliar boys standing behind her and Cheng Jianli.

The boys were average-looking, with somewhat similar features, and appeared to be around her age. Their outfits, however, were extravagantly luxurious, and their sneakers clearly cost a fortune.

Jiang Muyan asked, “Who are you?”

The boys had assumed Jiang Muyan would remember them, but she’d long since forgotten. So they introduced themselves.

Song Wen and Song Wu, the two young masters of the Song family.

While Chairman Song and Jiang Huai were still in a company meeting, Chairman Song had sent these two to the villa.

Remembering what Uncle Liu had told her in the car, Jiang Muyan realized these must be the Song family members.

Jiang Muyan nodded. “Nice to meet you. I still have homework to finish, so I’ll be going now.”

Surprised to see Jiang Muyan leaving with someone, Song Wen and Song Wu chased after them, speaking intimately: “Muyan, we heard you’re studying at Hongchuan Seventh High, right? I’m at the school next to yours. ”

The way they addressed her made Jiang Muyan’s skin crawl. She said seriously, “Could you not call me that? Even my friends use my full name.”

Song Wen elbowed Song Wu. “Who told you to be so distant? Call her Sister Muyan!”

Jiang Muyan: “…”

Leaning toward Cheng Jianli, Jiang Muyan whispered, “Ugh, I can’t stand these two. They’re so greasy, you could fry sunflower seeds with them. I need to get out of here fast.”

Hearing the term “Sister Muyan,” Cheng Jianli couldn’t hold back either, but she curled her lips, deliberately suppressing a laugh as she said, “What’s wrong? Don’t you like that nickname?”

“It’s disgusting. I may like making friends, but I can’t stand that nickname,” Jiang Muyan whispered to Cheng Jianli before turning back to them. “You guys go see Uncle Liu first. Teacher Cheng and I still have homework to do. We’ll catch up later.”

Only then did Song Wen and Song Wu notice someone standing beside Jiang Muyan. The girl was undeniably beautiful, but her demeanor was so cold and distant, as if she were miles away.

Song Wu said, “Is the young lady going to do homework? I actually brought my school assignments too. We could work on them together.”

Song Wen added smugly, “I’m an academic student, and my brother’s a sports student. I’m in the top five of my class, young lady. If you have any questions, you can ask me.”

Finally free from being called “Sister Muyan,” Jiang Muyan sighed in relief, her attitude softening noticeably. “No need. I’ve already finished my school assignments. I’m working on the homework Teacher Cheng assigned me.”

Song Wen looked puzzled. “Teacher Cheng?”

Jiang Muyan gestured beside her. “This is Teacher Cheng. She’s the tutor my mom hired for me and also my classmate, Cheng Jianli.”

“Nice to meet you.” Song Wen clearly had little interest in the icy beauty. Besides, since the Jiang Group had business ties with his father’s company, currying favor with Jiang Muyan was the smarter move.

Cheng Jianli nodded, then turned away. “Let’s go back.”

Since Gu Xi had already returned, Jiang Muyan and Cheng Jianli moved back to their room to study.

The scent-blocking patch Jiang Muyan had given Cheng Jianli held firm, and for a while, Cheng Jianli no longer caught the faint mango scent of her own pheromones.

Jiang Muyan had already been studying for a long time today. Sitting by the floor-to-ceiling window, she recited English vocabulary until her attention drifted downward, where she spotted Song Wen and Song Wu playing soccer in the backyard.

The ball flew swiftly between them as they chased each other around, their laughter loud and lively.

After watching for a few minutes, suddenly thwack, a crumpled paper ball hit Jiang Muyan squarely on the head.

Startled, Jiang Muyan looked up to see Cheng Jianli’s clear, unamused gaze. “No slacking off,” she said.

The paper ball didn’t hurt, but it had caught her off guard. Pouting, Jiang Muyan picked it up and muttered, “I wasn’t slacking off…”

“Then what were you looking at?” Cheng Jianli said coolly. “Didn’t you say they were obnoxious?”

Jiang Muyan answered bluntly, “I was worried they’d break the fountain! My dad spent millions on that custom-designed centerpiece!”

Cheng Jianli: “……?”

Unable to let it go, Jiang Muyan stood up. “I need to tell someone, or they’ll wreck it.”

With that, she grabbed her phone and called Uncle Liu.

The call connected quickly. “Uncle Liu, tell the Sunflower Oil brothers to stop playing soccer in the backyard!”

Uncle Liu was baffled. “Young lady, what’s wrong? What sunflower oil?”

“If they keep going, my dad’s multimillion-dollar fountain is done for!”

Sure enough, before long, Song Wen and Song Wu were no longer kicking the ball around downstairs.

Seeing Jiang Muyan with nothing else to distract her, Cheng Jianli asked, “How’s your vocabulary review coming along?”

Jiang Muyan said, “There’s one unit left.”

Cheng Jianli glanced at the clock. “Memorize it within twenty minutes, then I’ll quiz you.”

Jiang Muyan noticed how serious Cheng Jianli always was about studying, so she resigned herself to memorizing the vocabulary.

After all, she’d promised to get into the same university as her wife.

Fortunately, Jiang Muyan had a decent memory and finished the unit in fifteen minutes. After memorizing, she walked over to Cheng Jianli and saw her working on an unfamiliar workbook. “Teacher Cheng, what assignment is this? I haven’t seen it before.”

“It’s a practice book I bought,” Cheng Jianli replied calmly without looking up. “Just completing school assignments isn’t enough to get good grades. You need to do more practice problems.”

Jiang Muyan was shocked. “Teacher Cheng, are you some kind of practice problem monster?”

“Not really,” Cheng Jianli said. “I know people who practice even more than me.”

“Who?” Jiang Muyan immediately asked.

“Gu Xi,” Cheng Jianli explained. “When she first started her second year of high school, her parents bought her several stacks of science workbooks and told her to finish them in a month. Even I thought it was excessive. She managed to finish them, but her test scores still weren’t great.”

“Practicing problems should be tailored to your actual needs. Understanding your weak points is what’s important,” Cheng Jianli continued. “Later, I advised her to stick to three workbooks at most and keep an error notebook. That’s when her science scores gradually improved.”

Hearing that Cheng Jianli had also taught Gu Xi study methods, Jiang Muyan suddenly felt sour. “Teacher Cheng, why are you so generous, always sharing your study techniques with others?”

“Isn’t it good to improve together?” Cheng Jianli replied.

Jiang Muyan pouted. “It is, but then you treat her the same way you treat me!”

Cheng Jianli frowned slightly. “You’re both my friends. It’s what I should do. Besides, I thought you got along well with her today.”

Jiang Muyan felt uncomfortable but couldn’t figure out how to argue back. She sulked and asked, “Teacher Cheng, what do you think of Gu Xi?”

“What do you mean?”

“Like, in every way. How does she compare to me?” Jiang Muyan pressed eagerly.

Cheng Jianli thought for a moment. “You’re a bit taller than her, by about four centimeters.”

Jiang Muyan fell silent for a few seconds before saying, “But Gu Xi is an alpha.”

“What about it?” Cheng Jianli asked.

“Teacher Cheng,” Jiang Muyan said seriously, “now that you’ve presented as an omega, you shouldn’t spend too much time with alphas. Their pheromones can be aggressive. What if you’re affected?”

Cheng Jianli smiled faintly. “Didn’t you say I was biased against alphas? Now it seems like you’re the one with the prejudice.”

Unable to argue, Jiang Muyan resorted to throwing a tantrum. “I just don’t want you spending time with her! I don’t, I don’t!!”

Cheng Jianli looked at her seriously. “If you can give me a valid reason, I’ll consider it.”

Jiang Muyan fidgeted with the desk for a while before muttering, “I think she doesn’t have pure intentions toward you.”

“What do you mean by pure intentions?” Cheng Jianli asked.

“A pure thought is like mine,” Jiang Muyan explained anxiously. “Last time, I didn’t even look when you were changing clothes! Because I know there will always be pure friendship between us! I want to prove it to you!”

Jiang Muyan’s voice was so loud that Cheng Jianli inexplicably felt embarrassed, even suspecting that Uncle Liu might come up soon to ask what was going on.

She could only say, “Though I don’t know what you’re talking about, I remember telling you last time that I wouldn’t change clothes in front of others anymore.”

“Oh right,” Jiang Muyan suddenly realized, breaking into a silly grin. “Teacher Cheng, you promised me that.”

Cheng Jianli asked, “Are you reassured now?”

Jiang Muyan nodded, then abruptly realized she had been sidetracked. She quickly pressed on, “But what do you really think about Gu Xi?”

Cheng Jianli replied, “Right now, she’s just a friend to me.”

Hearing the words “right now,” Jiang Muyan asked, “And in the future?”

Cheng Jianli said, “No one can predict the future.”

Remembering Gu Xi’s earlier comment about someone having a crush on Cheng Jianli, Jiang Muyan persisted, “Teacher Cheng, don’t you think Gu Xi might have feelings for you?”

Cheng Jianli replied, “Even if she does, she hasn’t said anything. Isn’t it better to keep it as a secret?”

Cheng Jianli’s response was so matter-of-fact that Jiang Muyan stared at her blankly for a moment before suddenly realizing something.

Wait, did her wife already know Gu Xi liked her but was pretending otherwise?

Jiang Muyan called out, “Teacher Cheng…”

Cheng Jianli looked up. “What is it?”

Jiang Muyan fidgeted before asking, “Even if Gu Xi likes you, you wouldn’t like her back, right?”

Cheng Jianli smiled faintly. “And how would you know that?”

Jiang Muyan said, “I just figured it out with my intuition.”

Cheng Jianli said gently, “In my opinion, high school crushes are very simple and innocent. If the other person doesn’t say anything, I’ll keep their secret. That way, we can still meet without awkwardness, don’t you think?”

Jiang Muyan understood now. “That’s why you’re still so nice to Gu Xi.”

Cheng Jianli replied, “The college entrance exam only happens once. I want her to get into a good university. Once she’s there, she’ll meet someone more suitable for her.”

Just as Jiang Muyan was about to say something else, Cheng Jianli cut her off. “Alright,” she said, flipping open her English textbook. “We’ve talked long enough. It’s time to test you on your vocabulary.”

Jiang Muyan: “!!!”

Oh no, in her distraction, she had completely forgotten all the English words!

Song Wen and Song Wu barely got a chance to speak with Jiang Muyan and now sat in the garden like wilted eggplants. Song Wen said, “Dinner’s almost ready. Where is Jiang Muyan now?”

Song Wu replied, “I just asked the butler. He said she went back to her room with that so-called Teacher Cheng.”

Song Wen frowned. “People say Jiang Muyan is really lively and easy to get along with, so why does she seem so indifferent to us?”

Song Wu was equally puzzled. “Yeah, and isn’t she supposed to be bad at studying? Why is she suddenly so studious when we’re here? Does she just not want to hang out with us?”

“Don’t overthink it, bro,” Song Wu patted Song Wen’s shoulder. “You’re just trying to get closer to Jiang Muyan anyway. I know Jiang Huai only has this one daughter. If you can actually win Jiang Muyan over, won’t everything in the Jiang Corporation be yours eventually?”

Hearing this, Song Wen felt much better.

True enough, pursuing a girl takes time. As long as Jiang Muyan becomes his girlfriend and they successfully marry, his father’s company could merge with Jiang Corporation, expanding their business and wealth, all of which would eventually be his.

The more Song Wen thought about it, the happier he became. He stood up and said, “Come on, let’s go to the kitchen and see if we can help.”

“Don’t worry, bro, I’ll help you win Jiang Muyan over,” Song Wu said confidently. “She seems like she’d be easy to pursue.”

The two left the backyard and returned to the main hall, just in time to see Uncle Liu escorting Jiang Muyan and Cheng Jianli downstairs. Uncle Liu smiled and said to Jiang Muyan, “Miss, the kitchen is preparing fruit salad today. Would you like to make one yourself?”

Jiang Muyan nodded. “Sure!”

She turned to Cheng Jianli. “Teacher Cheng, shall we go to the kitchen?”

Having finished studying, Cheng Jianli wanted to relax a little. She gave a soft “Mm” and followed Jiang Muyan toward the kitchen. Song Wu quickly ran over. “Miss, my brother is really good at making salads. Would you like to try his?”

Jiang Muyan scratched the back of her head. “He can make salads too?”

Song Wu said, “Yeah, he even makes his own dressing.”

Jiang Muyan replied, “Then have him make one.”

“Got it.” Song Wu, pleased with her response, called Song Wen over, and the two happily headed to the kitchen.

Jiang Muyan turned to Cheng Jianli. “Someone’s already making the salad. Let’s just sit in the living room for a bit. I’ll get you some snacks.”

Song Wen: “???”

Song Wu: “???”

Seeing Jiang Muyan walk away, Song Wen grumbled, “What’s the point of making salad now that she’s gone?”

Song Wu said sheepishly, “I didn’t expect that either…”

So the two wandered back to Jiang Muyan’s side. She handed Cheng Jianli a bag of chips and said, “Teacher Cheng, these are barbecue-flavored super tasty. Try some.”

Just as Cheng Jianli took the bag, she noticed Song Wen and Song Wu sitting back down on the couch beside Jiang Muyan. But Jiang Muyan, oblivious, only had eyes for Cheng Jianli and didn’t pay them any mind.

Pretending not to see them, Cheng Jianli said, “Actually, I’m pretty thirsty.”

Hearing her wife was thirsty, Jiang Muyan immediately offered, “I’ll get you some water.”

Song Wen quickly interjected, “Let me, Miss. I’ll help.”

Jiang Muyan blinked at him in surprise. “Weren’t you making salad?”

Song Wen laughed awkwardly. “My brother misremembered. I’m not actually that good at making salads…”

“You’re a grown man and can’t even make salad?” Jiang Muyan said, astonished.

Song Wen could only force a smile. “I’ll learn and try again next time.”

“Forget it,” Jiang Muyan said, recalling his earlier words. “Just get Teacher Cheng some water first. She said she’s thirsty.”

Song Wen hurried off to fetch water. Seeing this, Song Wu seized the moment. “Miss, my brother is really attentive. He’ll do anything his girlfriend asks.”

“See how obedient he is to you?”

Jiang Muyan turned back to look at him and said sincerely, “Don’t just stand there idle. Go help Teacher Cheng peel some apples when you’re free, and learn more from your brother.”

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