After Transmigrating into a Ridiculous Alpha, I Saved My Aloof Omega Wife - Chapter 42

Cheng Jianli noticed Jiang Muyan’s extremely displeased expression and asked curiously, “What’s wrong? Don’t you want to eat red dates?”

Jiang Muyan might as well have written “unhappy” across her face. In a flat tone, she said, “I do, I really want to eat red dates.”

Cheng Jianli said, “Really? Then why the long face?”

Jiang Muyan couldn’t very well admit she’d misheard and thought Cheng Jianli wanted to take a bath with her.

So she muttered, “It’s nothing.”

Cheng Jianli smiled faintly, as if seeing right through her. “You didn’t think I meant taking a bath together, did you?”

This time, Jiang Muyan was smarter. She asked nervously, “Which character for ‘zao’ is it this time?”

Cheng Jianli said, “The one with three water droplets.”

Jiang Muyan lamented, “Teacher Cheng, you’re teasing me on purpose.”

“I’m not. Actually, Uncle Liu asked you several times if you wanted red dates, but you didn’t hear him,” Cheng Jianli said.

Jiang Muyan pouted. “But I really thought you wanted to bathe with me.”

After a moment of silence, Cheng Jianli said, “Even though we’ll both differentiate into omegas, bathing together still isn’t appropriate. I’m not used to bathing with others.”

“Besides,” Cheng Jianli picked out several beautiful red dates from the cardboard box with her slender fingers. She looked up, her brows slightly furrowed, her eyes brighter than the night sky, “Aren’t you supposed to be an upright person?”

Jiang Muyan said weakly, “Yeah…”

Cheng Jianli continued, “Seeing my body without permission would taint your righteous soul.”

Jiang Muyan mumbled under her breath, “Looking at my wife’s body isn’t illegal…”

Well… though Cheng Jianli wasn’t her wife yet, she had been in the novel she transmigrated from!

Back then, she always bathed with Cheng Jianli. And being contrary by nature, the more Cheng Jianli forbade her from doing something in the bathroom, the more she insisted on doing it. By the time they returned to the bedroom, Cheng Jianli could barely walk, her eyes reddened and misty with tears, making Jiang Muyan’s heart ache with tenderness.

But she’d dare do it again next time.

Cheng Jianli didn’t catch Jiang Muyan’s muttering and asked, “What are you thinking about?”

Jiang Muyan snapped out of it. “N-nothing…”

Cheng Jianli said, “You don’t seem very happy.”

“I’m not unhappy.” Jiang Muyan felt Cheng Jianli had misunderstood something, she didn’t spend all her time with Cheng Jianli just because she craved her body! Her ultimate goal was to protect Cheng Jianli!

To prove herself, Jiang Muyan quickly clenched her fists and declared, “Teacher Cheng, don’t misunderstand! Even if you were completely naked bathing with me, as long as you didn’t permit it, I wouldn’t so much as glance at you!”

Cheng Jianli’s eyelid twitched. “…How very considerate of you.”

The two took the red dates out of the box. Cheng Jianli found a transparent glass bowl to hold them and began carefully washing the utensils at the sink.

Jiang Muyan watched Cheng Jianli’s snow-white, slender fingers submerged in water, a faint orange-yellow light falling on her delicate wrist. Uncontrollably, her mind wandered to how equally pale Cheng Jianli’s body was. Whenever dim light fell on her porcelain skin, Jiang Muyan would think how beautiful she was, how much she adored her, how her heart raced.

After a while, Jiang Muyan dawdled and called out again, “Teacher Cheng.”

Cheng Jianli had already finished washing the glass bowl. She looked up, “Hmm?”

Jiang Muyan said, “Even if an omega invites you, you can’t take a shower with them.”

Seeing Jiang Muyan still hung up on this matter, Cheng Jianli found it rather amusing. She asked, “Why not?”

Jiang Muyan replied, “What if that omega has ulterior motives toward you?”

Cheng Jianli thought for a moment and deliberately teased, “What if it’s with you then?”

Jiang Muyan froze at these words. Just the thought of showering with Cheng Jianli excited her, but she maintained a calm expression, “With me, of course, you can feel safe. But not with anyone else.”

“I believe I just mentioned that I don’t have the habit of showering with anyone,” Cheng Jianli felt explaining such things seemed silly, but she still clarified for Jiang Muyan, “You don’t need to worry. I’m not that casual.”

“Mhm,” Jiang Muyan nodded happily, then added shyly, “But if you ever want to shower with me, anytime is fine.”

Cheng Jianli responded gently, “I don’t want to shower with you either.”

“??? Why not!” Hearing her “wife” refuse, Jiang Muyan’s shy expression instantly turned aggrieved, her emotions swinging wildly. “You don’t even know how good I am, I can wash your hair, your body, even down there. ”

Cheng Jianli’s eyelids twitched at the strange phrasing. “Stop.”

Jiang Muyan immediately fell silent, though her face still looked pitiful.

Cheng Jianli said expressionlessly, “I know you’re very pure and upright toward me. Even if I appeared naked in front of you, you wouldn’t glance my way. But I really won’t shower with anyone, understand?”

Jiang Muyan asked nervously, “Not even me?”

Cheng Jianli replied, “No. It’s too private.”

Jiang Muyan pressed anxiously, “Then who are you going to do such private things with?”

“Are you not understanding me?” Cheng Jianli enunciated each word, “I. Will. Not. Shower. With. Anyone.”

She suddenly had a sense of déjà vu, reminiscent of when she’d tried explaining why Jiang Muyan shouldn’t call her “wife.”

Does this person genuinely not comprehend human speech?!

Jiang Muyan let out a dejected “Oh,” then scratched her head. “Fine.”

The kitchen fell silent. Several minutes passed without either speaking.

In such quiet, Cheng Jianli inexplicably felt uneasy.

Truthfully, she preferred the noisy Jiang Muyan. After spending so much time together, she’d grown accustomed to Jiang Muyan’s excessive liveliness and boundless optimism. Now, with her so subdued, Cheng Jianli couldn’t help but wonder if she’d been too harsh.

Softly, Cheng Jianli asked, “Why aren’t you saying anything?”

Jiang Muyan didn’t answer, just slumped over the kitchen’s marble countertop.

Cheng Jianli tried again, “Are you upset?”

Still no response.

Frowning, Cheng Jianli walked over. “Jiang Muyan, are you feeling unwell…?”

The moment her hand touched Jiang Muyan’s shoulder, she heard the faint sound of breathing and saw Jiang Muyan’s peacefully closed eyes.

The girl had already fallen asleep on the cold countertop, looking utterly content.

Cheng Jianli: “…”

As expected, worrying about her was unnecessary.

Xu Yinghe arrived home to find Xu Wen sitting on the sofa, the ashtray on the table completely filled with cigarette ash. He looked exhausted, his hair disheveled clearly, he hadn’t slept at all.

Without a word, Xu Yinghe headed straight for her room, but Xu Wen stopped her, rubbing his temples. “Why are you back so late? Your father was worried sick. Do you have any idea?”

Xu Yinghe simply replied, “Oh.”

Xu Wen seemed accustomed to her indifferent attitude. “Yinghe, don’t come home so late next time. You didn’t bring the butler or bodyguards, what if something happened?”

Xu Yinghe retorted, “I was drinking at a bar. It’s owned by Jiang Muyan’s family. Is that not allowed?”

Xu Wen sighed. “I don’t mind you hanging out with your classmates, but at least send me a text next time. Don’t turn off your phone.”

Xu Yinghe snapped impatiently, “Stop controlling me. You promised you wouldn’t interfere with my life.”

Xu Wen froze for a moment before replying bitterly, “Fine. I’m about to fly overseas. I’ve left money and cards for you on the table.”

Xu Yinghe glanced at the thick stacks of cash and several cards on the table and muttered another “Mm.”

Xu Wen said, “I’m leaving. Relax these next few days, spend more time with Jiang Muyan and the others. When I met Jiang Muyan’s father last time, Uncle Jiang Huai mentioned he missed you.”

Xu Yinghe replied flatly, “Oh.”

Xu Wen hesitated, then said, “Then… I’ll be going.”

With that, he picked up his phone to call his secretary. Five minutes later, the vast, cold villa was empty except for Xu Yinghe.

She walked over to the coffee table and quickly counted the cash roughly eighty thousand yuan. The cards’ balances were unknown.

It seemed Xu Wen would be away for over ten days.

Xu Yinghe took only the cash and dialed her driver.

“Hello, Miss. What do you need?”

Xu Yinghe said calmly, “Did you calculate the medical fees, nutrition expenses, and therapy costs for that girl today?”

The driver answered, “Yes, it’s all accounted for.”

Xu Yinghe said, “I’ll give you the cash. Use it for that.”

The driver replied, “Understood, Miss.”

Xu Yinghe hung up and lay alone on the sofa, silently watching the fish swim in the aquarium.

That night, the nanny carried Jiang Muyan to her bedroom to sleep.

Jiang Muyan must have been truly exhausted after accompanying Cheng Jianli to two large shopping malls and dumping a salad on a sleazy man’s head, she curled up under the blankets and slept soundly.

The nanny smiled at Cheng Jianli in the room. “Teacher Cheng, the young miss is asleep. You should go shower and rest too.”

Cheng Jianli usually bathed in Jiang Muyan’s ensuite bathroom. She nodded, accepting the towel and silk pajamas the nanny handed her. “Thank you.”

Cheng Jianli was still wearing the blue athletic jacket from earlier. She wore a size M, while Jiang Muyan wore XL though the difference wasn’t extreme, the jacket looked a full size smaller on her.

Perhaps it was because Cheng Jianli was too slender. She stood at 167 cm but weighed less than 50 kg.

Just as she set her phone on the bathroom counter, a sharp notification tone suddenly rang out.

Frowning, Cheng Jianli checked the message, it was from Zhang Siyuan again.

The earlier texts were all furious rants from Zhang Siyuan, but the last one caught her attention.

“Cheng Jianli! If you don’t revoke my disciplinary action, don’t even think about going to school. My dad and your dad are coming to find you at school, you’d better watch out!”

Upon reading this, Cheng Jianli couldn’t help but frown.

Cheng Tianwei was actually coming to school to confront her?

She never expected that after two years of no contact, her father would appear before her because of his nephew’s disciplinary issue.

How utterly ridiculous.

Cheng Jianli had to admit Jiang Muyan was right, Cheng Tianwei couldn’t distinguish right from wrong, always siding with that nephew who wasn’t even related by blood.

She deleted all of Zhang Siyuan’s messages, pushing aside these troublesome thoughts. After all, she’d long since decided the Cheng family’s affairs had nothing to do with her.

The faint fragrance in the bathroom offered Cheng Jianli a brief moment of relaxation. Jiang Muyan had once joked that the bathtub in her room was big enough for swimming, easily accommodating five adults.

As Cheng Jianli was about to remove her undergarments and sink into the warm water to wash away the day’s exhaustion, she found the clasp at her back stubbornly stuck.

She struggled with it for quite some time.

No success.

The hook must have caught on the fabric. She considered just yanking it forcefully, but that would undoubtedly hurt.

Resigned, she pulled her T-shirt back on, thinking she might ask the housekeeper downstairs for help. Just as she moved toward the door, it suddenly swung open.

Jiang Muyan, having woken up at some point, shuffled in yawning and rubbing her eyes.

Spotting Cheng Jianli standing there, she blinked in surprise. “Teacher Cheng, you’re still up?”

Assuming Jiang Muyan had come to use the toilet, Cheng Jianli replied calmly, “Yes, I was about to take a bath.”

Jiang Muyan slapped her forehead. “What time is it now?”

“Almost one in the morning.”

“I actually slept for over an hour?” Jiang Muyan mumbled. “I thought I just dozed off briefly in the kitchen.”

Remembering how Jiang Muyan had inexplicably fallen asleep while cooking, Cheng Jianli smiled faintly. “You really can fall asleep anywhere.”

Scratching her head sheepishly, Jiang Muyan said, “I was exhausted today! Aren’t you tired, Teacher Cheng? We walked around shopping for hours, and you still came back to do physics problems.”

Cheng Jianli nodded. “I am tired. That’s why I want to bathe and sleep soon.”

“Then go ahead,” Jiang Muyan said, thumping her chest. “I won’t peek.”

Cheng Jianli: “…”

True, while Jiang Muyan often said strange things, her character was trustworthy.

So Cheng Jianli called out to stop her from leaving, her voice steady. “I can’t bathe. The clasp on my back won’t undo.”

Jiang Muyan turned back, blinking blankly. “Huh? Is your bra broken?”

Cheng Jianli: “…”

Expressionless, Cheng Jianli said, “Yes, it seems to be caught on something.”

Jiang Muyan walked over cheerfully. “Let me help you then. You should bathe quickly if it gets too late and your hair doesn’t dry, you might catch a cold tomorrow.”

Jiang Muyan’s priorities were always oddly specific.

Like now, her main concern was Cheng Jianli possibly catching a cold from bathing too late.

Cheng Jianli gave a soft “Mm” of acknowledgment.

As Jiang Muyan moved closer, only the thin fabric of Cheng Jianli’s T-shirt separated them. Cheng Jianli felt Jiang Muyan’s fingers brush against her cool back, then deftly locate the clasp.

“It seems to be caught, hold on a second.” Jiang Muyan’s warm breath landed precisely on Cheng Jianli’s scent-blocking patch at the nape of her neck, sending an electric shiver down her spine that left her completely rigid.

Jiang moved with deliberate slowness, as if carefully searching for something. Cheng stood waiting, yet the tingling sensation didn’t fade with time instead, the heat at her neck intensified, her pheromones leaking around the edges of the patch, the mango fragrance growing increasingly rich and sweet.

“Maybe we should stop,” Cheng said, visibly uncomfortable. “I’ll just go downstairs. ”

“Don’t move, Professor Cheng.” Jiang instinctively patted Cheng’s waist, her warm palm meeting cool skin. Cheng froze completely, she’d never been this close to anyone before.

Suddenly, a cool sensation, Jiang released her grip, announcing cheerfully, “All done!”

Before Cheng could react, Jiang had already set the clothes aside. “Seems broken. I’ll buy you a new one, go shower.”

“It’s 1 a.m.,” Cheng said, her cheeks flushed from the steam. “Where would you even go?”

“There’s a 24-hour mall. I’ll have Uncle Liu drive me.”

Cheng lowered her eyes without responding. Jiang added, “Professor Cheng, what’s your… bust size? I don’t want to get it wrong.”

Cheng: “…”

“Use your judgment,” Cheng replied, forcing calm.

Jiang looked wounded. “I can’t just guess, I didn’t even look properly earlier.”

Cheng’s voice turned icy. “So you wanted to look?”

Seeing her expression, Jiang panicked and mechanically recited, “No! I’m pure and righteous. I didn’t want to look.”

Cheng nodded. “Right. You’re such a gentleman you wouldn’t glance even if I were naked.”

Jiang continued robotically, “Exactly.”

A faint smile tugged at Cheng’s lips. “Don’t bother buying one. I’ll try fixing it later, no need to waste money.”

Jiang could tolerate being teased, but being accused of wasting money? Unacceptable.

“How is this wasting money, Professor Cheng? I insist on buying it!”

“Really, don’t,” Cheng said. “I have spares at home.”

“No! No!” Jiang grew frantic at her wife refusing her spending. “I’m buying it!!!”

“…Must you spend money this badly?”

“I don’t care! I’m buying it!” Jiang’s rebellious streak flared as she wailed dramatically, “Tell me your size right now! I’ll buy you a hundred!!!”

Cheng: “…”

After showering, Cheng stepped out in light blue silk, damp hair dripping onto her shoulders. Water trailed down her neck, highlighting delicate collarbones at the slightly open collar. Her usually pale complexion carried a soft peach glow from the steam.

She noticed multiple shopping bags by the door. A quick glance inside confirmed while not a hundred, there were certainly dozens.

Cheng Jianli: “…”

Once again, she realized Jiang Muyan was incredibly stubborn, the more you told her not to do something, the more determined she became to do it.

She glanced around the room but didn’t see Jiang Muyan. No idea where she had gone.

Cheng Jianli dried her hair, walked over to the desk, and opened her English textbook, preparing to memorize some vocabulary.

The desk lamp on Jiang Muyan’s side cast a warm orange glow, illuminating the textbook while being gentle on the eyes. Cheng Jianli had only been studying for a short while when she heard the rhythmic thud of footsteps climbing the stairs.

She must be back.

Cheng Jianli turned her head and, sure enough, saw Jiang Muyan push the door open and walk in, her expression unusually grim.

Frowning, Cheng Jianli asked, “What’s wrong?”

Jiang Muyan strode straight to her side and sat down. She was wearing a blue sports jacket, her long, dark hair tied back with a pale pink scrunchie, cascading softly down her back neat and effortlessly stylish.

Jiang Muyan said, “Song Wen texted me again.”

Song Wen was the idiot who had been imitating a domineering CEO with Jiang Muyan earlier that day.

Cheng Jianli raised an eyebrow. “What did he say?”

Jiang Muyan, her face dark, handed her phone to Cheng Jianli. When she opened it, she saw that Song Wen was nothing if not persistent.

“Damn it. It’s only been a few hours, and I already can’t stop thinking about you.”

“Did you enjoy the fruit salad I personally made for you, my dear? Admit it, you’re already falling for me.”

“You’re still playing hard to get even after I made you a fruit salad? Is this some kind of game to you?”

“Reply to me right now. Don’t test my patience.”

Jiang Muyan asked seriously, “Does he actually have delusions or something?”

Cheng Jianli replied, “Possibly.”

Without hesitation, Jiang Muyan blocked him and tossed her phone aside. “Can he just stop talking to me like that? Even though my dad’s a CEO, he’s never spoken like that in his life!”

Cheng Jianli asked, “Then how does your dad talk?”

Jiang Muyan said, “Just like any normal person. The only difference is he stays calm under pressure. Otherwise, he’s completely ordinary.”

Cheng Jianli remarked, “Staying calm under pressure is something a lot of people can’t do.”

“Probably because my dad’s been through days where his accounts lost seven figures daily,” Jiang Muyan said. “He told me after going through that, nothing fazes him anymore.”

Cheng Jianli nodded. Jiang Muyan caught the fresh, sweet scent of shower gel lingering on her and changed the subject, murmuring shyly, “Teacher Cheng, you’ve already showered?”

“Just finished,” Cheng Jianli said. “My hair’s still wet.”

Jiang Muyan, blushing slightly, asked, “Then… did you see the shopping bag outside the bathroom?”

Cheng Jianli paused before answering, “I did. Did you really have to buy that many?”

Jiang Muyan declared firmly, “Because I’m a woman of my word. If I said I’d buy a hundred, then a hundred it is no backing out.”

Cheng Jianli said, “Then promise me you’ll do a hundred science practice tests.”

Jiang Muyan: “…”

Silence settled between them. After a moment, Jiang Muyan scratched her head and asked, “Why don’t you go try them on and see if they fit?”

Cheng Jianli replied, “You bought them in my size, didn’t you? They should fit.”

Jiang Muyan said, “But I got so many different styles! I didn’t know what kind you’d like there are cherry prints, strawberry prints, even bunny prints. Go pick the ones you like!”

Cheng Jianli curved her lips into a smile: “I’ll like anything you buy for me.”

Hearing these words, Jiang Muyan froze momentarily, her heart immediately beginning to pound uncontrollably. No matter what Cheng Jianli said or did, her tone and movements seemed to tug directly at Jiang Muyan’s heartstrings, leaving her completely defenseless.

“Why would my wife say that? Could she be flirting with me?”

Jiang Muyan looked at Cheng Jianli in confusion, her red lips parting slightly. “Do you really like it?”

“Mm,” Cheng Jianli replied casually. “I like it.”

Jiang Muyan blushed shyly. “Teacher Cheng, saying things like that might make me misunderstand.”

Cheng Jianli: “? Misunderstand what?”

Jiang Muyan said, “You said you’d like any style I pick.”

Cheng Jianli frowned. “Isn’t that what you told me earlier today when I bought you clothes? I was just returning the courtesy.”

Jiang Muyan: “? What do you mean?”

After a moment’s thought, Cheng Jianli said gently, “It just means being polite.”

Jiang Muyan: “…”