After Transmigrating into a Ridiculous Alpha, I Saved My Aloof Omega Wife - Chapter 39

Hospital.

Xu Yinghe arrived at the emergency department just as the driver was coming out. He said, “Miss, it’s nothing serious. Your classmate has fallen asleep, and the medical fees have already been paid. Don’t worry.”

Xu Yinghe nodded and glanced at her phone.

It was already 3 a.m.

She had chosen this time to come not only to avoid drawing attention but also because You Xia was already asleep. She didn’t want You Xia to know either.

Earlier at the bar gathering, Xu Yinghe had lost a game of Truth or Dare and was challenged to drink thirty cups of alcohol. She had intended to call Jiang Muyan for help, but then that girl had suddenly walked in.

Well, it wasn’t exactly sudden, You Xia had actually come in to help her mother clean the tables.

Dressed in the uniform of Hongchuan No. 7 High School, You Xia had immediately caught Xu Yinghe’s eye. Just then, Tang Yu kept calling Xu Yinghe’s name, and You Xia overheard that she had lost the drinking challenge.

Xu Yinghe had been ready to drink it all herself, but You Xia stepped forward, saying that drinking too much wasn’t good. A few classmates, noticing You Xia’s school uniform, enthusiastically invited her to join the game.

In the end, You Xia ended up drinking all twenty cups for Xu Yinghe.

Watching the girl tirelessly shield her from the alcohol, Xu Yinghe felt an indescribable emotion rise in her chest.

Was it just because she had helped her once at school?

But back then, giving her the uniform had been nothing more than an unconscious act there had been no deeper meaning behind it.

Lost in thought, Xu Yinghe slowly walked into the emergency ward. You Xia was the only patient inside. She sat by the bed and looked down at You Xia’s peaceful sleeping face, realizing that this girl wasn’t just introverted in personality her appearance was soft and reserved too.

If placed in a crowd, she would simply come across as delicate and quiet, the kind of girl who seemed unassuming and well-behaved.

Xu Yinghe muted her phone and sat there for a while, idly scrolling until a message from Xu Wen popped up.

Xu Wen was her father, who had divorced her mother eight years ago. She had stayed with him.

Xu Wen: [Yinghe, where are you? Call me back when you see this.]

Xu Wen: [It’s 3 a.m. and you’re still not home. I’m really worried.]

Xu Yinghe didn’t want to reply. Just as she turned off her phone, You Xia abruptly woke up.

In the dim moonlight of the dark room, You Xia rubbed her eyes before realizing someone was sitting beside her. She gasped, about to cry out, when Xu Yinghe spoke softly, “It’s me. Xu Yinghe.”

You Xia froze for a moment before murmuring, “Oh… it’s you.”

Xu Yinghe stood up. She was tall over 1.7 meters and You Xia always felt an inexplicable pressure standing next to her.

“Your alcohol allergy isn’t too severe. Stay here and rest today and tomorrow. I’ve already covered the medical fees,” Xu Yinghe said bluntly now that she was awake. “Next time, speak up if you’re uncomfortable. And also—” She paused, then asked the question weighing on her mind, “Why did you drink for me?”

You Xia clutched the bedsheet, her nerves still unsettled from waking up to Xu Yinghe’s presence. She answered quietly, “I… I don’t know.”

The room fell into silence. Neither spoke further. Xu Yinghe had never been much of a talker to begin with this was where she and Jiang Muyan differed the most. Jiang Muyan’s most impressive skill since childhood was her ability to instantly click with anyone, while Xu Yinghe never actively sought friendships.

A few close friends were enough for her.

Seeing You Xia unable to answer, Xu Yinghe continued calmly, “If you need any nutritional supplements or physical therapy later, just let me know. I’ll cover the costs.”

You Xia paused, then offered a faint, melancholic smile. “No need. It’s just a mild allergy. I’ve already had an IV drip and feel much better now.”

Xu Yinghe nodded. “It’s 3 a.m. You should call your family so they don’t worry.”

“I texted my mom before coming here,” You Xia replied. “Told her I’m staying at a friend’s place tonight.”

Another brief silence fell before Xu Yinghe finally said, “Oh. Well, if there’s nothing else, I’ll be going now.”

Seemingly reluctant to let the quiet moment end, You Xia quickly looked up. But in the darkness, she couldn’t make out Xu Yinghe’s expression. “Could you turn on the light?” she asked.

Xu Yinghe, already holding her jacket from the hospital bed, looked puzzled. “What’s wrong?”

“It’s too dark… I can’t see properly,” You Xia murmured.

Xu Yinghe walked to the wall and flipped the switch. Unlike home lighting, the hospital room only had one setting, a sudden burst of warm orange light flooding the space.

You Xia blinked against the brightness before finally looking at Xu Yinghe properly. By the wall stood Xu Yinghe her lipstick gone, her slightly wavy hair tied in a casual high ponytail that softened her features. Her clear, almond-shaped eyes held a quiet beauty that made You Xia’s cheeks flush faintly pink, fortunately hidden by the lighting.

“The light’s on. What now?” Xu Yinghe asked, looking down.

Afraid her blush might show, You Xia hastily shook her head and lowered her gaze. “Nothing.”

“Then I’m leaving?” Xu Yinghe said.

You Xia gave a soft “Mmm,” already content just having seen her. “Goodbye.”

As soon as Xu Yinghe stepped out of the room, her phone rang. Assuming it was her father, she rejected the call impatiently, only for the caller to try again.

She answered with clear annoyance. “What?”

“Xu Yinghe!!!” came Luo Jiajia’s bright, cheerful voice.

Frowning, Xu Yinghe checked the caller ID. “Whose phone are you using?”

“My brother’s. Mine died,” Luo Jiajia said playfully.

“Calling at 3 a.m.? This better be urgent.”

“I know you’re awake, I heard you called Jiang Muyan to the bar,” Luo Jiajia said, sounding like she was watching a drama. “Besides, it’s Friday. Can’t I call you?”

“Fine,” Xu Yinghe said flatly.

“You’re so cold,” Luo Jiajia pouted.

“What do you want?”

“Did Jiang Muyan go to the bar with Cheng Jianli?”

“Yes.”

“Wow, it’s true! I saw a forum post and thought I was hallucinating,” Luo Jiajia gushed excitedly. “You don’t know this, but after that cheating incident, Hongchuan Seventh High’s forum is obsessed with their CP. Jiang Muyan is just insanely cool! They even have a ship name now, ‘Yanli.’ It’s super popular!”

Xu Yinghe didn’t like browsing forums, especially the anonymous section of Hongchuan Seventh High’s X Forum where arguments could erupt over just a few sentences.

“Shipping them? Those two?”

Luo Jiajia giggled. “Yeah, yeah! Guess what? I’m shipping them too!”

Xu Yinghe replied flatly, “Boring.”

Luo Jiajia teased, “Wow, you’re so dull.”

Xu Yinghe said, “If that’s all you called to say, I’m hanging up.”

“Wait, wait! There’s actually something else!” Luo Jiajia cleared her throat. “My brother wants to meet you. Interested?”

Xu Yinghe paused. “Your brother?”

“Yep! This is actually his number,” Luo Jiajia snickered. “He’s already presented as an alpha, and he thinks you’re super pretty. Really wants to get to know you.”

Xu Yinghe felt a headache coming on. “…No thanks. Tell him I appreciate it, but I’m not meeting anyone new right now.”

Hearing the rejection, Luo Jiajia tried again. “Come on, he worked up so much courage to ask.”

Xu Yinghe cut in, “I’m exhausted today, and some things are bothering me. Let’s talk another time.”

“What’s bothering you?” Luo Jiajia asked, puzzled.

In her mind, Xu Yinghe was always unflappable rarely did she sound like this.

Xu Yinghe instinctively glanced toward You Xia’s hospital room before replying, “Nothing. I’ll handle it.”

Luo Jiajia sighed. “Alright, don’t overwork yourself. I’ll go break the news to my poor brother.”

After a few more words, Xu Yinghe finally hung up.

At 3 a.m., the hospital was silent. Nurses dozed off in the hallways, but a quiet restlessness gnawed at Xu Yinghe not because of Luo Jiajia or her brother.

But because of someone else.

Jiang Muyan and Cheng Jianli walked down the street. It was Friday, so the sidewalks were busier than usual.

The evening breeze carried a slight chill. Jiang Muyan asked, “Xiao Cheng, are you cold?”

Cheng Jianli replied, “I’m fine.”

Jiang Muyan, ever the worrier, immediately offered, “Here, take my jacket.”

“No need. Keep it,” Cheng Jianli said.

“But what if you catch a cold?”

“It’s still summer. I won’t freeze.”

Jiang Muyan brightened. “Then let’s go shopping! I’ll buy you a new coat.”

Cheng Jianli remained calm. “I have enough clothes. Buying more would be wasteful.”

Jiang Muyan glared. “Not wasteful at all! Any clothes on you are lucky to be there!”

A faint smile tugged at Cheng Jianli’s lips. “Fine. Where do you want to go?”

“You always wear high-necks. How about I get you a jacket and a dress?” Jiang Muyan knew Cheng Jianli wore high collars to hide the scent-blocking patch on her nape, but she adored the way Cheng Jianli looked with her collarbones exposed.

Jiang Muyan had always loved seeing Cheng Jianli in dresses her fair skin made the sight of her delicate collarbones irresistible. Every time, Jiang Muyan would get excited and then promptly pounce on her.

Cheng Jianli raised an eyebrow. “A dress?”

Jiang Muyan nodded eagerly. “Yes!”

Cheng Jianli said, “Who would I buy it for to wear?”

Hearing the question, Jiang Muyan was momentarily stunned before answering honestly, “I don’t know.”

Cheng Jianli: “…”

She sighed. “Let’s go.”

Jiang Muyan followed dumbly, muttering, “Teacher Cheng, you can wear it for whoever you want! Freedom of dressing!”

Cheng Jianli turned her head. “What if I wear it for you?”

Jiang Muyan let out an “Ah,” her tone instantly flustered, her voice tinged with shyness. “Really? Then I’d want to see you in a skirt every day.”

Cheng Jianli gave her a sidelong glance. “Dream on.”

Jiang Muyan: “???”

The two arrived at the mall. Truth be told, Cheng Jianli rarely came to places like this she wasn’t used to it.

Fortunately, she had Jiang Muyan by her side. The girl tugged at her wrist, beaming. “Teacher Cheng, isn’t it much warmer in the mall?”

Cheng Jianli: “Mm.”

Jiang Muyan said, “My dad gave me his black card, it has a credit limit of ten million. You can buy whatever you want.”

Cheng Jianli frowned. “That’s not right. Spending your dad’s money.”

Jiang Muyan waved it off. “It’s fine! My mom’s paying you for tutoring me anyway. My dad’s money is my mom’s money, same thing.”

That eased Cheng Jianli’s mind a little. “Let’s take the elevator, then.”

They rode up to the women’s clothing section. The area was brightly lit, service impeccable, every sales assistant wearing a bright, enthusiastic smile.

But even the most casual pieces here cost several thousand, which left Cheng Jianli stunned.

“Maybe we should look somewhere else,” she suggested.

“Why?” Jiang Muyan asked, puzzled. “Teacher Cheng, don’t worry, you’re a walking clothes hanger! There’s no way anything would look bad on you!”

Cheng Jianli wasn’t worried about how things would look, it was the prices that concerned her. But Jiang Muyan’s nonchalance slowly put her at ease.

Maybe being with Jiang Muyan was when she felt most relaxed every day.

As they walked forward, a sales assistant from a luxury boutique approached. “Young Miss, you’re here! Are you shopping for Madam today?”

Jiang Muyan whispered to Cheng Jianli, “My mom shops here a lot, so they recognize me.” Then, turning back with a smile, she said, “I’d like to get her a dress. Do you have any new arrivals that might suit her?”

The assistant was sweet-tongued and quick with compliments. “Your friend is so beautiful, Young Miss. Please, come in.”

Within minutes, the assistant returned with freshly arrived dresses. “These would suit your friend perfectly. Each style is one-of-a-kind. Would you like her to try them on in the fitting room?”

Jiang Muyan took one look, the dresses were pure white, perfectly cinched at the waist, with delicate, simple embroidery at the neckline. They were undeniably perfect for Cheng Jianli.

She immediately took them. “Teacher Cheng, I’ll go with you to try them on.”

The assistant smiled. “If the size doesn’t fit, let me know. We have other styles available.”

The fitting room was bathed in soft, bright lighting, uplifting the mood. Each room was private, two to three times the size of a standard one, equipped with a full-length floor mirror.

Jiang Muyan led Cheng Jianli inside and locked the door behind them. “Teacher Cheng, try this one first,” she said. “I think this white dress looks especially beautiful on you.”

Cheng Jianli took the dress and noticed it was quite short, ending just above the knees. It had a square neckline with delicate detailing along the edges, clearly designed with great care. The price tag read 26,000.

“It’s too expensive,” Cheng Jianli said earnestly.

Jiang Muyan pouted. “If you keep talking about the price, I’ll get angry. Teacher Cheng, any clothes would be a steal on you!”

Hearing this, Cheng Jianli couldn’t help but smile. “So, are you planning to stay and watch me change?”

Jiang Muyan immediately scratched her head, blushing. “Can I?”

“Didn’t you say you were an upright person who wouldn’t peek at me changing?” Cheng Jianli reminded her.

Jiang Muyan snapped out of it. “Oh, right. I am an upright person.”

Cheng Jianli pointed at the door. “Then step outside.”

Jiang Muyan: “? You sound so stern!”

Cheng Jianli lifted her gaze. “Do I?”

“Just a little,” Jiang Muyan said, pouting.

“I’m not wearing much underneath, so you’ll have to wait outside,” Cheng Jianli explained.

Jiang Muyan: “?”

“Just my undergarments. It’s summer,” Cheng Jianli added.

Jiang Muyan blinked. “Teacher Cheng, is that all you’re wearing today? Just this short-sleeve?”

Cheng Jianli nodded. She was wearing a high-necked linen short-sleeve, though she’d forgotten to bring her school jacket when she came out with Jiang Muyan.

“You look so slender like this,” Jiang Muyan remarked, her hand drifting to Cheng Jianli’s waist, sending a shiver through her skin. A faint blush spread from Cheng Jianli’s earlobes to her cheeks.

Her face still tinged pink, Cheng Jianli asked, “What are you doing?”

“I thought you might be wearing something underneath,” Jiang Muyan murmured, tracing the curve of Cheng Jianli’s waist. “You’re so thin, really too thin. Teacher Cheng, you should eat more.”

“Maybe I’m just the type who doesn’t gain weight easily,” Cheng Jianli replied.

Jiang Muyan grinned. “Stay at my place for a month, and Uncle Liu will fatten you up by ten pounds.”

Cheng Jianli thought of the lavish meals at Jiang Muyan’s home, each with at least twenty dishes.

Not gaining weight under those circumstances would be a miracle.

Yet, despite all that, Jiang Muyan maintained a perfectly balanced figure tall, around 175 cm, neither too thin nor too plump, just right.

As Cheng Jianli mused, she noticed Jiang Muyan’s hand inching upward. Startled, she caught her wrist and said calmly, “And where exactly are you planning to touch now?”

Jiang Muyan froze, then pouted. “I just wanted to feel your arm.”

Cheng Jianli: “…”

“Why do you like touching my arms so much?” she asked. “What’s so interesting about them?”

Jiang Muyan answered earnestly, “They’re so slender and fair really beautiful.”

Cheng Jianli fell silent for a moment, realizing Jiang Muyan was indeed focused solely on admiring her arm. Relenting, she let her continue.

A few minutes later, Cheng Jianli asked, “Are you done?”

Reluctantly, Jiang Muyan released her. “Teacher Cheng, your fingers are lovely too slender and elegant. They’d be perfect for playing the piano.”

“I’ve never learned piano,” Cheng Jianli said.

Jiang Muyan’s eyes lit up. “If you’re interested, I could teach you! My parents forced me to learn when I was little, I practiced for years.”

Cheng Jianli looked down at Jiang Muyan’s fingers and said, “No wonder, your hands are very beautiful too.”

Jiang Muyan gave a silly smile: “Because some piano keys are quite long, my hands became quite flexible. I’ll play for you next time if there’s a chance.”

Cheng Jianli softly responded with an “Mm,” then said, “I’m going to change now.”

Jiang Muyan nodded eagerly: “I’ll wait outside,” but after taking two steps, she turned back and added, “Oh, Teacher Cheng, make sure to put on your scent-blocking patch properly so no one catches your pheromones. This is a shopping mall there might be some newly presented alphas around.”

Jiang Muyan always considered things thoroughly for her, making Cheng Jianli’s heart soften: “Okay.”

After Jiang Muyan left, Cheng Jianli looked down at the dress again. It was exquisitely made, designed by a foreign designer. Cheng Jianli had a slender waist, and the dress accentuated her figure beautifully.

The only thing was the square neckline, it was a bit too low.

Thinking of Jiang Muyan waiting outside who seemed perfectly normal and unbothered, Cheng Jianli hesitated for only half a second before changing out of her T-shirt.

Looking into the large mirror, Cheng Jianli realized just how fair her skin was, especially when she let her hair down, it made her complexion appear even paler.

Before long, Cheng Jianli finished changing. She walked quietly to the door and opened it just a crack.

She saw Jiang Muyan with her head bowed, playing Mole Manor on her phone.

Cheng Jianli: “…”

“I’m done. You can come in now,” Cheng Jianli said.

Jiang Muyan responded with an “Oh” and immediately pocketed her phone.

When she finally saw Cheng Jianli, her eyes instantly lit up with awe and delight: “Teacher Cheng, you’re so beautiful!!!”

Cheng Jianli felt a bit flustered by the praise: “Really?”

Jiang Muyan nodded vigorously: “Gorgeous, absolutely gorgeous! Teacher Cheng, you’re like an angel descended to earth!”

Though the compliment was a bit old-fashioned, Cheng Jianli knew it was sincere, the honesty in Jiang Muyan’s eyes couldn’t be faked.

Cheng Jianli said, “Actually, I think the neckline is too low.”

Only then did Jiang Muyan lower her gaze, catching sight of the alluring view beneath Cheng Jianli’s snow-white collarbones, so fair it almost glowed under the light.

Cheng Jianli’s ears turned red under Jiang Muyan’s stare: “Stop looking.”

But Jiang Muyan’s attention was drawn to something else: “Teacher Cheng, is the tie at your neck not fastened properly?”

Cheng Jianli: “?”

The dress’s design included an adjustable tie at the neckline. Jiang Muyan said, “It looks like you tied it too tight.”

Cheng Jianli replied, “I didn’t touch it. I was afraid of ruining it.”

Jiang Muyan said, “It’s fine. If it breaks, we’ll just buy it.”

Cheng Jianli stayed silent, so Jiang Muyan asked, “Do you like this dress?”

Cheng Jianli said, “I do.”

Jiang Muyan said, “Try on some others. Buy as many as you like.”

Cheng Jianli said, “Mm.”

Jiang Muyan glanced back at Cheng Jianli’s neckline and said earnestly, “Teacher Cheng, I think you’re quite busty. Should I loosen the tie for you?”

Cheng Jianli: “…”

“Honestly,” Cheng Jianli said seriously, “if I didn’t know you better, I’d think you were kind of a pervert sometimes.”

Whether it was touching someone’s arm or waist, or casually saying flirtatious things to others.

Jiang Muyan: “???”

She immediately protested with grievance, “I didn’t do any of that!”

Cheng Jianli said, “If you said these things to anyone else, they might have called the police.”

Jiang Muyan replied, “I would never say them to anyone else, only to you.”

Cheng Jianli retorted, “You only act perverted with me.”

Jiang Muyan was utterly aggrieved. “I’m not a pervert!”

Cheng Jianli calmly responded with an “Oh.”

Despite her tough talk, Jiang Muyan continued helping Cheng Jianli pick out dresses. She held up another long gown. “Try this one too. It’s pretty, a soft apricot white.”

Just as Cheng Jianli took the dress, her phone buzzed with a text notification.

She glanced at the screen, an unknown number.

While Jiang Muyan was still holding the dress for her, Cheng Jianli opened the message to find an unusually long text.

[Cheng Jianli, you got Xiao Lei expelled and me put on probation. Do you even have a conscience? Our family treated you so well, yet you haven’t come home once in two years. You probably don’t even remember what the front door looks like now.]

Cheng Jianli frowned slightly, recognizing the sender as Zhang Siyuan, her idiot cousin.

Soon, another message followed: [My dad despises you now. When he heard I was put on probation because of you, he swore to drag you back home from Hongchuan No. 7 High. Just wait, you’ll never set foot in school again!]

[You were born to work in a factory! What right does a poor wretch like you have to study? You think clinging to the Jiang family makes you a phoenix? Let me tell you, you don’t deserve it! You don’t deserve a good life!]

[Cheng Jianli, you rejected my confession and even dared to hire a lawyer to sue us. You think you’re so great? Just wait, I swear I’ll make your life hell!!!]

Jiang Muyan noticed the incessant buzzing of Cheng Jianli’s phone and couldn’t help but ask, “Who is it?”

Cheng Jianli replied, “Zhang Siyuan. He’s spamming me with threats.”

Jiang Muyan immediately frowned. “Let me see.”

Cheng Jianli handed her the phone. After quickly scanning the messages, Jiang Muyan typed a reply before returning it. “Ignore him. Keep picking your clothes.”

“What did you reply?” Cheng Jianli opened the sent folder and found just two letters.

[TD]