Becoming the Yandere Omega's Fluffy Pet - Chapter 49 

Chapter 49

Ming Siyu said there was no need to keep warming it. Liu Ran said hesitantly, “Then I’ll come back tomorrow… to compensate you?”

“Sure,” Ming Siyu brushed her hair back. “Remember to try a little harder. I’m not that easily satisfied.”

Liu Ran got off the bed but didn’t leave immediately.

“Something else?” Ming Siyu asked.

“Um…” Liu Ran lowered her head, her eyes wandering all over the floor. “I went to your conglomerate office today and saw the photo frame on your desk. The one framing the drawing I did…”

“Oh, I think there is one.” Her tone was extremely casual.

Ming Siyu’s reaction was outside Liu Ran’s expectations. She suddenly felt like retreating, resistant to asking further. But since she had already started, Liu Ran continued with a contradictory and complex heart: “I wanted to ask, why frame my drawing? It’s not worth anything; it doesn’t have the value to be put in a frame. You put it up because… because you like it?”

She spoke haltingly, as if it took immense courage just to ask.

On matters like this, Ming Siyu was usually too lazy to lie, telling the truth: “Secretary Wen framed it. I thought you drew me quite well, so I didn’t let her throw it away and just left it on the desk. But that frame is too big when stood up; it blocks the light and is too conspicuous, so I usually keep it face down.”

After hearing this, Liu Ran’s heart, which had been pounding wildly just a second ago, almost stopped beating.

Oh. So it was Secretary Wen’s doing.

Keeping it face down wasn’t for any other reason; it was purely because it blocked the light and the line of sight.

A nonchalant and completely truthful answer. It was perfectly logical and perfectly “Ming Siyu.”

Ming Siyu wasn’t the type of person to say hypocritical, polite words for the sake of feelings or to save someone’s face. Anyone else might have answered, “Yes, you drew it wonderfully, I love it.” Ming Siyu wouldn’t. She couldn’t even be bothered to pretend.

Liu Ran didn’t understand where her sense of loss came from. You only feel disappointment if you harbor expectations first; had she just harbored expectations for Ming Siyu?

What kind of answer did she want Ming Siyu to give her?

Did she really hope to draw the conclusion that “Ming Siyu treats her a little differently than everyone else” from a face-down picture frame?

Even if she actually reached that conclusion, what did she want to gain from it?

Liu Ran hurled a string of questions at herself in her mind, and she couldn’t give an answer to a single one.

Finally, she reached a conclusion: she needed to be busier. When she was busy these past few days, she had no time for wild thoughts; she had only been idle for half a day today and started thinking about all these “somethings and nothings.”

It was all because of idleness.

Seeing her standing there in a daze, Ming Siyu didn’t know what the little wolf’s muddled head was overthinking again. Suddenly bringing up that drawing surely she didn’t want it back.

No way. Anything that fell into her office was hers. Besides, Liu Ran intended to give her that drawing in the first place, didn’t she?

“If you’re not going back to sleep, is it because you want to stay here and accompany me? Well, having such a thought is only human nature.”

Faced with this verbal teasing, Liu Ran didn’t even have the strength to jump in indignation. She felt she shouldn’t be disappointed, so she tried her best to put on a normal expression and said, “I’m going to sleep. Goodnight, President Ming.”

She gripped the corner of the blanket and turned around.

But then she suddenly heard Ming Siyu say leisurely: “You captured me quite accurately, so I actually quite like it.”

She froze in her tracks instantly.

I actually quite like it.

Quite like it.

Like.

Ming Siyu said she liked it.

The disappointment in her heart was swept away in an instant. Her tail, tugged by the necklace that hadn’t been unfastened yet, swayed slightly from side to side under the thin blanket. Liu Ran immediately turned back to Ming Siyu’s bedside and said with feigned normalcy, “But it was torn. When I have time, I’ll draw a new one for you.”

The next day, the “compensation” couldn’t be fulfilled smoothly.

Old Madam Ming, believing herself to be hale and hearty, went to pick up a fish caught from the small pond in the backyard. She wouldn’t let the servants help, and as a result, she stepped on a pebble and slipped into the lake. The pin used to fix her leg bone was displaced, and she had to undergo surgery again to have it reset.

Ming Siyu rushed to the hospital upon receiving the news and didn’t return until midnight. She was exhausted upon her return and only managed to take a shower before falling asleep.

Old Madam Ming was seventy; every time she went onto the operating table, it was like a walk through the gates of hell. Ming Siyu didn’t say it, but she was worried to death. She had spent a lot of time with Old Madam Ming as a child, so their feelings were different from the others; even her foul temper would soften slightly in front of the Old Madam.

Old Madam Ming held the most shares in the Ming Group, though she no longer participated in decision-making now that she was older. Countless people were eyeing her shares. What made Ming Siyu particularly angry was that Ming Siwei’s mother her “dear” aunt actually began hinting for the Old Madam to make a will.

In front of the Old Madam, Ming Siyu endured and didn’t call her out. Later, as soon as the doctor cleared the room, she immediately called the aunt over and questioned why she was talking about a will at a time like this.

With her intentions exposed, the aunt felt a bit embarrassed.

“The doctor said it, there are risks for someone this age to go on the operating table. No one can guarantee 100% that they’ll come off it. If I’m saying if that’s my biological mother, could I possibly be wishing for her death?”

Ming Siwei stood by awkwardly pulling at her mother. “Mom, stop it. Grandma is just having a minor surgery; she’ll definitely be fine.”

Ming Siyu didn’t particularly care how the Old Madam distributed the inheritance. Rather than the Old Madam giving her a portion, she would likely be the one giving her own inheritance to the Old Madam first.

She already disliked the aunt, and now she disliked her even more; even Ming Siwei, who was trying to get her mother to shut up, received a scolding.

Ming Siyu worried about the Old Madam. Until the Old Madam finished the surgery and returned home safely, she couldn’t let it go. She ran to the hospital several days in a row, and after going back and forth, she forgot about asking Liu Ran for the compensation.

Liu Ran, however, remembered it clearly. She wanted to remind Ming Siyu several times, but seeing her preoccupied with worries, it felt inappropriate to bring up a “compensation” with such a strong erotic color at this point in time, so she never said anything in the end.

It was also time for her to go to school. Although Ming Siyu said going to school wasn’t important and that spending a day or two a week to feel the campus atmosphere was enough, Liu Ran didn’t want to take her studies too casually. She tried her best to coordinate her schedule so as not to miss classes, especially the professional ones.

Freshman year had many classes, and she had started school over a month later than everyone else, so she suddenly had a lot of content to catch up on.

However, starting late also had its benefits. The other students had basically already formed their own small groups based on dormitories. Most students were uninterested in others’ affairs—aloof but polite. This allowed Liu Ran to find a small corner of her own within the collective, and staying inside it made her feel very comfortable.

She came for class and left right after; teachers rarely asked questions. This atmosphere was simply too comfortable. As the weather turned cold, more people began wearing hats, making it easier to hide her ears and tail than in the summer.

Work at the company couldn’t be neglected either. For nearly a week, Liu Ran had barely spoken to Ming Siyu at home. By the time Ming Siyu returned, she had usually already confined herself to her room to sleep or study, and when Ming Siyu was home during the day, she was either at school or the office. For several days in a row, they only ran into each other during breakfast.

Only on one day, just as she had finished her shower, Ming Siyu happened to return. Without a word, she pinned her into the sofa. The way she urgently sought the wolf ears reminded Liu Ran of the previous shadow of being threatened and humiliated while toyed with.

Ming Siyu hadn’t treated her so roughly in a long time. Liu Ran struggled to resist, yet worried that resisting too violently would make Ming Siyu unhappy. In her struggling, she couldn’t help but burst into tears. Too many bad things had happened between her and Ming Siyu, and their relationship had finally improved with great difficulty, but Ming Siyu’s actions gave her the illusion of being dragged back into that previous shadow.

Sensing her breakdown, Ming Siyu stopped. Her breathing was trembling, and her eyes were clouded, as if she were desperately suppressing something.

Liu Ran lay half on the sofa crying until her eyes were red. The pajamas she had just put on were pulled down, exposing most of her shoulder. Her eyes were occupied by fear as she whispered a plea: “A little lighter, be a little gentler, okay?”

Ming Siyu looked at her in silence for a few seconds before leaning down to kiss her. Her movements were significantly gentler after all.

Once she had completely soothed the sudden onset of her “fluff-starvation,” Ming Siyu leaned back on the sofa and instinctively wanted to light a cigarette.

She suddenly thought of the pitiful way Liu Ran had choked on the smoke before. The living room was also a relatively enclosed space, so she abandoned the idea of smoking.

Liu Ran thought she was in the mood and crawled over to ask: “Is it the compensation for tonight?” Her voice carried a nasal tone and a hint of a sob.

Ming Siyu was exhausted and tired. She had to think for a moment to remember what specific “compensation” Liu Ran was referring to. She moved her finger: “Forget it, next time.”

With that, she got up to go back and rest.

“It’s late, go to sleep.”

Liu Ran sat on the sofa for a while, then went back to the bathroom to tidy herself up. Looking at the time, from the moment Ming Siyu entered the door until she finished tidying up and lay back on the bed, only half an hour had passed in total.

Ming Siyu’s attitude toward her had returned to that state of indifference and neglect from when they first returned to the country.

Liu Ran gradually realized that she still wanted to be cared for. After her mother passed away and her mother fell into a coma, no one had cared for her; Ming Siyu was the first person to formally give her a bit of care. Although Ming Siyu had hurt her, she also gave her the care she craved. Regardless of Ming Siyu’s motives, Liu Ran could occasionally feel a sense of being valued.

Such sorrowful thoughts vanished once Liu Ran threw herself wholeheartedly into her studies and work.

On this day, after finishing an Investment Science class, Liu Ran went to find the class academic secretary to hand in the assignment left from the last class. As she stepped out of the classroom door, she happened to run into Jian Huaici, who had also just finished class. Jian Huaici said goodbye to her companion and jogged over to find Liu Ran. On the project, they were partners; in school, they were classmates in the same year and college, so they met often.

Jian Huaici had already learned from Jian Huaijin that Liu Ran was a modified human, and she didn’t treat Liu Ran any differently because of it, becoming Liu Ran’s first true friend in years.

“It’s twelve o’clock. I’m going to try the school cafeteria for lunch today. I heard the second cafeteria opened a new Hotpot Mao Cai place and the taste is good. Coming with me?” Jian Huaici issued an invitation.

Liu Ran happily agreed. “Sure.”

She also had class this afternoon and planned to have a casual bite at school, find a classroom where she could study to finish her homework, and then return to the company after the first afternoon class.

The two went downstairs together. Jian Huaici told her a piece of good news: “Grandma Ming’s surgery was done at my sister’s hospital. Because my sister was the one who brought up the end of the blind date with President Ming, and Grandma Ming valued that matter so much, she felt quite embarrassed, so she was particularly attentive to Grandma Ming. This morning when I was leaving, my sister told me that Grandma Ming’s surgery went very smoothly and she should be discharged today.”

Liu Ran also breathed a sigh of relief.

Ming Siyu had been on edge all day lately; she felt quite exhausted just watching her. Now Ming Siyu could finally rest easy.

“President Ming has been running to the hospital all day lately to take care of her personally. She rarely puts this much effort into anyone. She and Old Madam Ming really have a good relationship. Now that the Old Madam is fine, she can finally relax a bit.”

Jian Huaici began to gossip: “Do you know why President Ming is so close to Grandma Ming?”

“Generational affinity?” Liu Ran made a blind guess.

Jian Huaici guessed immediately that Liu Ran knew nothing about the Ming family’s affairs.

“President Ming hasn’t told you about her family, has she? I heard a bit from my sister; it’s not really a secret. You’ve probably only seen President Ming’s aunt and sister, but not her mother and father?”

Liu Ran nodded. “I know a bit about that. It seems they passed away.”

“Yes, they passed away. President Ming wasn’t even an adult when they died?” Jian Huaici thought for a while but couldn’t remember the exact time. “Probably when President Ming was sixteen or seventeen. When her closest relatives were gone, President Ming went to live with her grandmother. And even before the accident, it was Grandma Ming who looked after her most of the time, so they have a close bond.”

“Then President Ming’s mother and father must have been quite young when they died? Was it because of illness?”

“No, one was suicide, the other was an accident,” Jian Huaici said meaningfully. “First a sudden divorce, and shortly after the divorce, President Ming’s father committed suicide by slitting his wrists in the bathtub at home. President Ming’s mother was on her way back to the country for the funeral when she got into a car accident and died on the spot.”

Liu Ran hadn’t heard the specific details before and thought it was just a normal illness or accidental death. She hadn’t expected it to involve suicide.

She suddenly felt a chill down her back. She couldn’t help but ask further: “Suicide? What kind of provocation was it?”

Jian Huaici shook her head.

“Only their Ming family knows the reason. My sister only heard about it. But in a family like that, the possibility that the accident was entirely caused by chance is very small.”

Jian Huaici stopped there. She didn’t know more; these were things she heard while chatting with Jian Huaijin.

Liu Ran involuntarily frowned. Jian Huaici’s words were very suggestive, almost explicitly stating that the deaths weren’t accidents.

Not accidents then was it a setup? How did Ming Siyu get through losing both parents in just a few days?

Jian Huaici patted Liu Ran’s arm. “Oh, just listen to it as a story. I just suddenly thought of this and mentioned it to you. So many years have passed, and the information isn’t necessarily accurate. Just forget it after hearing it. President Ming surely doesn’t want people mentioning past events in front of her.”

Liu Ran agreed. But having said that, this matter still piqued Liu Ran’s curiosity. While eating, she couldn’t help but search for it. Things from over ten years ago—back then she had just started primary school and barely knew any characters didn’t have many related entries, but there were all sorts of claims. Some said it was a grudge in a wealthy family, some said it was retaliation from foreign forces, some said it was a setup by industry competitors, and some said it was for a fight over family property.

Mixes of truth and lies, the credibility was low. But regardless of the cause of death, it was a fact that Ming Siyu had no parents. Liu Ran had known this for a long time but had always ignored it; today, having it mentioned again, she officially looked at the problem. Perhaps it was because the feeling Ming Siyu gave off had always been too strong—so powerful that people ignored that she didn’t have parents.

She seemed a bit more miserable than her. At least she still had her mother. Health aside, Bai Yu could at least lie there and breathe.

But Ming Siyu’s parents had already turned to ash and entered the earth.

In this light, Ming Siyu’s authoritarian personality seemed understandable. The Ming family had a family conglomerate with a market value of hundreds of billions, and the entanglement of interests was like a mess of hemp. The love of Old Madam Ming alone was far from enough; if she were weak, it would be difficult to hold real power.

Leaving the cafeteria, the two went their separate ways. Liu Ran returned to the Business School to find a study room, while Jian Huaici went back to her dorm for a nap. She had kept the four-person dormitory allocated by the school.

Liu Ran walked slowly along the campus path. As she walked, she fiddled with her phone out of boredom. By the time she reacted, she found she had stopped on the chat interface with Ming Siyu.

“Dear Master” Ming Siyu had never let her change this remark. And after Liu Ran added other contacts, it was made the only pinned contact by Ming Siyu.

She wanted to ask Ming Siyu if she had eaten.

She edited the message and sent it. It showed “The other party is typing…”.

A few seconds later, Ming Siyu sent a message back: Walk faster, stop dawdling.

Liu Ran looked up abruptly.

Not far away, under the Business School building, the familiar car was parked by the road. Ming Siyu, in an agate-gray long trench coat, was leaning against the car door, her head tilted slightly back, her arms crossed in front of her chest. One leg supported her weight, the other bent, exuding an inviolable aura. She looked at Liu Ran’s path leisurely and casually, as if inspecting her territory.

Time seemed to freeze for a moment. It so happened that the autumn afternoon sun spilled over Ming Siyu’s hair from behind, the strands of hair glowing with a golden edge, casting a soft halo over her entire being.

Liu Ran pursed her lips and walked quickly to Ming Siyu. Her bright eyes looked at the Omega’s face: “How come you came to find me?”

“I happened to be passing by, so I came in to see what you were doing and if you were being good.”

As she spoke, Ming Siyu leaned close to sniff her and frowned: “What’s that smell?”

“Oh, I had Hotpot Mao Cai in the cafeteria at noon; the smell is quite strong. I ate with Jian Huaici.”

Ming Siyu took a spray can from the car and gave Liu Ran a good spray. Only after the greasy, spicy smell couldn’t be detected did she feel satisfied.

Having not spoken much with Ming Siyu for several days, Liu Ran wanted to take this opportunity to talk more and started looking for topics.

“Jian Huaici said the Old Madam should be discharged today and the surgery was successful.”

“Mm. Just sent her home.”

“Then have you eaten?”

Ming Siyu shook her head: “Didn’t have time.”

“I’ll take you to eat. There are quite a few restaurants near the school, very clean.”

Ming Siyu snorted: “Eat until I get diarrhea again like last time?”

While speaking, Ming Siyu turned her face slightly. A ray of sunlight grazed her brow bone and projected into her eyeball. The pitch-black pupil contracted into a tiny black dot, and the iris showed a translucent gray. The eye hit by the sunlight was like a rare-colored glazed glass, while the other eye hidden in the shadow remained pitch-black and soul-stirring.

Ming Siyu arched her eyebrows, looking like a noble and haughty odd-eyed cat.

Liu Ran blushed and spoke slowly: “No, it won’t happen. It’s not the kind of casual small stall.”

Ming Siyu had no appetite. “Not eating. There are nutrient supplements in the car. Still coming to the college for class at noon?”

“No, I want to come and catch up on my homework so I can free up more time at the company. And, there’s no one in the college at noon, it’s particularly quiet,” Liu Ran explained.

Ming Siyu licked her lips: “Noon, the college, no one?”

The hint in her words was very strong.

Liu Ran understood her meaning and was both nervous and expectant: “There are surveillance cameras in the classrooms.”

Ming Siyu laughed, withdrawing the hint: “So what if there’s surveillance? We’re not doing anything bad, just studying in the classroom. Go do your homework; I’ll accompany you.”

Liu Ran tightened her grip on her backpack strap.

She had thought Ming Siyu’s meaning in that sentence was wanting to do something special that only a master and a little wolf could do in the classroom…

It seemed she had overthought it.

With her backpack on her shoulder and Ming Siyu’s handbag in her hand, she found an empty classroom at random and sat in the last row. Liu Ran took out her notebook and began to write her homework.

Ming Siyu played beside her, making noises from time to time. Whenever she made a sound, Liu Ran’s mind would immediately drift away from the homework, and she couldn’t help but peek at the person beside her with her peripheral vision. Half an hour passed. Suddenly her shoulder felt heavy; Ming Siyu placed her chin on her shoulder, her arms wrapping around her waist from behind, laughing softly: “Is the little wolf too stupid to do it, or is the teacher’s assignment too hard? How come you’ve only analyzed over two hundred words in half an hour?”

Liu Ran stuttered: “I, I can do it.”

“Then why aren’t you writing?”

“I, I… you, you’re beside me, I can’t think…”

“Oh, I’m interrupting your studies.” Ming Siyu moved a distance away from Liu Ran and reached for her bag on the desk, her face darkening as she feigned leaving: “In order to create a good learning environment for you, I’m going.”

Liu Ran was so anxious she got up to pull her: “No, it’s not because of you. It’s my own problem.”

Ming Siyu gave Liu Ran a look. “What problem of yours?”

Liu Ran hesitated to speak.

She didn’t know how to appropriately start.

Ming Siyu was willing to come to the Business School to find her even if it was on the way, it could show that Ming Siyu cared about her at least a little bit… Otherwise, Jian Huaici was also at school; why didn’t Ming Siyu find Jian Huaici?

But that little bit of care—was it the kind of care for a cat or dog, or the kind of care for a person?

Liu Ran understood that she had developed a dependency on Ming Siyu. She would be happy or disappointed because of a casual sentence from Ming Siyu; Ming Siyu’s every move could always sway her emotions. She was clearly supposed to hate Ming Siyu, but she couldn’t hate her at all now.

Her world was very small, and Ming Siyu occupied a large part of it; but Ming Siyu’s world was very large, and she was only a tiny speck the size of a sesame seed in it.

She was afraid that if she admitted it and let Ming Siyu know her true thoughts, it would exacerbate the inequality in this relationship. She was already the weaker side. Pretending that Ming Siyu’s importance to her was also only the size of a sesame seed could, to some extent, deceive herself: You don’t care about me, and actually, I don’t care that much about you either.

“If you don’t speak, I’m leaving. My time is precious; I won’t waste it on listening to you breathe.”

“Don’t!”

The moment she blurted it out, Liu Ran felt both regret and relief. She opened her mouth to ask her to stay first; she was the one afraid of losing first; she was the passive side. But her heavy thoughts finally leaked a tiny bit out, and they weren’t as heavy as before.

“Don’t go.”

Two gazes fell on her lips. Ming Siyu guided her calmly: “A reason. I am your master; no matter what kind of answer you give, the master will accept and tolerate you.”

Liu Ran closed her eyes.

“I got distracted. I couldn’t keep reading the questions. I couldn’t help but want to look at you, to see what you were doing…”

“I was just thinking if you would kiss me in this place.”

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