Becoming the Yandere Omega's Fluffy Pet - Chapter 18
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Chapter 18: Liu Ran is Her Medicine, She Needs Liu Ran.
The skin on the lips is thin, and Liu Ran soon tasted blood once again. It was metallic and sweet; she didn’t like it.
Ming Siyu’s heart was as cold as a block of ice, yet her bleeding lips were warm.
Liu Ran let go immediately after biting. Without waiting for Ming Siyu to react, she pushed open the door and fled as if her life depended on it.
After several visits to Ming Siyu’s office, she had a rough understanding of the building’s layout and ran straight for the elevator bank. As she ran, she thought: Forget it, I’m leaving. She had changed her mind about the 25 million used to buy her; she wasn’t paying it back. She wanted Ming Siyu to witness the cruelty of the world. Ming Siyu had been smug for too long; it was time she hit a brick wall. She would run far away and never return. If she ever saw Ming Siyu again, it would be at Ming Siyu’s funeral!
If Ming Siyu hadn’t suddenly appeared and bought her, she would have escaped with the other test subjects by now. City A was vast; there had to be a place for her. When medical technology advanced and she saved enough money, she would have her ears and tail removed and become a normal person again. She would find a proper job sweeping floors, serving tea, plucking chickens… she could do anything to earn money for herself and her mother. If she was lucky, she might even continue her schooling.
Standing before the elevator, Liu Ran majestically completed the grand plan for her future. The thought of Ming Siyu’s frustrated face after losing 25 million filled her with energy.
She pressed the elevator button.
Then, Liu Ran realized she was in a tragedy.
Whether it was the private elevator or the public one, going up to or down from the 36th floor required Ming Siyu’s authorization, or a direct fingerprint access like Secretary Wen’s.
She had neither. And she couldn’t possibly turn back and ask Ming Siyu to open the elevator for her. Ming Siyu would probably throw her into the elevator shaft and crush her into mincemeat.
Fine, let the whole world burn.
Liu Ran resignedly headed for the stairwell.
By the time she reached the ground floor from the 36th using only her two legs, her grand ambitions were half dead. Liu Ran comforted herself: taking the stairs had its perks it was good exercise, and she hadn’t run into a single person the whole way.
Just as she stepped out of the building, a crack of lightning tore through the sky, followed by a torrential downpour that mercilessly extinguished the remaining half of her resolve.
Liu Ran felt the world was full of malice toward her.
No phone, no money, even her ID was with Ming Siyu. After walking only a few meters in the rain, she was soaked to the bone. Heavy, dense raindrops pelted her forehead, dazing her. People all around were sprinting for cover. The rain was so heavy it blurred vision, so she didn’t even need to hide her ears. Liu Ran stared blankly into the mist and finally decided to find a way to see her mother.
At the nearest subway entrance, Liu Ran began studying how to get from her current location to the Huaici Nursing Home.
In the rain, a black sedan approached silently. Liu Ran had just mapped out a route when she heard someone calling her. The rain was too loud to hear clearly, but when she turned, she saw Ming Siyu’s driver following her, calling out from a lowered window.
Liu Ran turned and walked away.
It wasn’t rush hour, and because of the rain, there weren’t many cars on the road. As she walked, the driver followed slowly, leaning her head out of the window to plead piteously for her to return. “Miss Liu, please come back with me. The Director said if I don’t find you and bring you back, she’ll fire me.”
Liu Ran hardened her heart. Let her fire you then. Ming Siyu was the one doing the firing, not her. Why try to morally kidnap her?
Seeing her unmoved, the driver continued to cry out through the rain: “Miss Liu, I’m forty-one this year. I have a daughter in school and a mortgage to pay. I can’t be without an income… Please, the Director is in a terrible rage.”
Half an hour ago, Ming Siyu had called her, instructing her to follow Liu Ran at the back exit and bring her back. Ming Siyu’s tone had been incredibly foul. She told the driver that if Liu Ran refused to come back, she should “play the pity card”—that Liu Ran would follow her if she did.
But the threat of firing was real. Ming Siyu said if acting pathetic didn’t bring the girl back, the driver could go to HR to collect her severance pay.
So, while the driver was “acting,” it contained a massive amount of genuine emotion. As she spoke, she seemed to foresee her own miserable future of unemployment, and her tears flowed along with the rain.
Liu Ran caught the sob in the driver’s voice.
Is Ming Siyu even human? Why transfer the conflict between the two of them onto an innocent driver?
Don’t look back. Ming Siyu’s evil has nothing to do with me, Liu Ran told herself.
But the image of the honest, helpless driver pleading with her wouldn’t go away. Mortgages, children, middle-aged unemployment… she seemed to see her mother’s frantic face when she was struggling to pay for her wife’s treatment.
Only when she received the text “I have picked up Miss Liu” did the rage in Ming Siyu’s heart begin to subside slightly. Before that, she had already thought of ten thousand ways for Liu Ran to die.
The text was accompanied by a photo of Liu Ran sitting in the back seat with her knees pulled up. Water dripped from her hair; her forehead rested on her knees, her face buried in her arms. The arrogant air she had when back-talking was gone. In the photo, Liu Ran looked like nothing more than a pathetic puppy accidentally lost on a stormy day.
It was this very “deceptive puppy” who had bitten her until she bled. Ming Siyu adjusted the ice pack on her lips while the private doctor carefully treated the wound on her leg.
Liu Ran had bitten hard—two small punctures that would have required stitches if they were any larger. Recalling the scene of Liu Ran’s sudden violent outburst, Ming Siyu felt like she was missing something.
After a moment’s thought, she searched online for “why you shouldn’t touch a wolf’s ears and tail.” Then she called He Qiange.
“Qiange, under what circumstances would your sister’s dogs bite someone?”
“Bite?” He Qiange clearly hadn’t considered the possibility. “Impossible. Their lineage has been checked back three generations; there’s not a single record of biting in the whole family. I’m more likely to bite someone than they are—why are you asking? Did a dog bite you?”
“Mhm.”
The doctor used a cotton swab to disinfect the wound. Ming Siyu endured the pain and continued, “Do they have any specific habits? For example, certain areas that can’t be touched?”
“Actually, yes. No one except my sister is allowed to touch the white one’s butt. If you touch it, it runs. Sisi, whose dog were you messing with? Wait, you’re allergic to dog hair—”
“I see.” Ming Siyu hung up.
A dog is a domesticated wolf. Even a dog as well-behaved as He Qiange’s sister’s has “no-go” zones. Combined with the information found online, Ming Siyu roughly understood why Liu Ran had bitten her.
The tail and ears are sensitive areas for a wolf; touching them casually can trigger anxiety or defensive aggression. Being trapped in a confined space also triggers an attack. Furthermore, the Alpha pheromones Liu Ran occasionally released could, for an Omega, be perceived as a form of aggression.
Liu Ran had been trying to “attack” her all along.
Ming Siyu gripped her phone tightly. She suddenly felt a long-lost sense of losing control, separate from her Skin Hunger.
She realized with a jolt that because of those wolf ears and tail, Liu Ran had become irreplaceable. Liu Ran was her medicine. She needed Liu Ran needed her to help find balance when her world was tilting, to bring everything back under her control.
However, this “medicine” itself was proving very difficult to control.