Becoming the Yandere Omega's Fluffy Pet - Chapter 50 

Chapter 50

After saying that, Liu Ran wanted to dig a hole and bury herself.

How did she end up saying the second half of that sentence?

She truly hadn’t had that thought originally; it was all Ming Siyu’s comment about the “college being empty at noon” that had sent her imagination wandering.

“Little wolf, your thoughts are very impure. You’re clearly looking at your homework, but in your heart, you’re thinking about kissing.” Ming Siyu placed her bag back on the desk, her tone unhurried. “However, you managed to be honest. How much do you want your Master to kiss you here?”

Liu Ran hurriedly took a step back. She looked up at the surveillance camera above the classroom blackboard and shook her head frantically: “I don’t want to anymore, I don’t want to anymore.”

Ming Siyu followed her gaze and looked at the camera as well.

“University couples kissing in classrooms should be quite common, right? It’s not like we’re making love. I just praised you for being honest; do you not want to continue being an honest, good child? Is it a ‘want’ or a ‘don’t want’?”

“To reward your honesty just now, I will give you a small prize. Whether you answer ‘want’ or ‘don’t want,’ I will satisfy you.”

The word “couples” scorched Liu Ran’s ears.

She just cared about Ming Siyu a little; she didn’t want to be in a relationship.

Ming Siyu was likely just making an analogy.

But the word still greatly encouraged Liu Ran.

Thus, for the second time within a minute, she changed her mind.

“Want.”

Her collar was pulled downward, and the collar was easily tugged out from her high-necked sweater. Liu Ran’s breathing grew heavy as she thought confusedly: That’s right, I’m wearing the collar Ming Siyu gave me, and it bears Ming Siyu’s name, like a brand carved into my body.

The moment she was kissed with her collar pulled tight, a secret, damp, and twisted sense of satisfaction quietly took root and sprouted in her heart.

She grew bold and, with damp corners of her eyes, inquired: “President Ming, may I hug you?”

She received permission with an infinitely drawn-out ending: “Mm.”

Once it was confirmed that Old Madam Ming was fine, the matters Ming Siyu had temporarily set aside were put back on the agenda.

Sitting in the car with the window rolled down, Liu Ran whose cheeks still bore the faint flush left by the passionate kiss in the classroom leaned over the car door and whispered for her to drive slowly. She then fumbled a piece of candy out of her pocket and placed it on the car’s central control switch.

“Nutrient supplements don’t taste good. This is candy brought back from Country B last time; you can use it to mask the taste after drinking them.”

Ming Siyu still felt a bit of anger whenever Country B was mentioned. But she endured it and didn’t vent it on Liu Ran, scratching Liu Ran’s chin like she was scratching a puppy and giving her a meaningful look: “I’m free tonight. Remember to compensate me.”

Liu Ran instantly stood up straight as if struck by electricity, her face turning incredibly red.

Ming Siyu loved seeing her like this simultaneously shy and longing. She clearly wanted it in her heart, yet insisted on acting as if she were being forced, looking particularly pure.

After the trip to A-University, her stomach was still empty, but she was emotionally full. Ming Siyu drove away. Realizing she hadn’t looked after her own company in a while, she went to have a short meeting with the people on the park project and, in passing, checked on Liu Ran’s recent performance. She had originally planned to relax properly, but then she received a message from Ming Siwei asking if she wanted to come home for dinner tonight.

Lately, whenever Ming Siyu went to the hospital, she ran into Ming Siwei nine times out of ten, and she had seen enough of that face that looked somewhat similar to her own. Her aunt, possessing some self-awareness, had been subjected to Ming Siyu’s cold sarcasm and cynicism after suggesting the Old Madam make a will before surgery. Likely feeling unable to show her face as an elder after being scolded so thoroughly by a junior, the aunt tried her best to avoid her, leaving as soon as she heard Ming Siyu had arrived at the hospital.

Ming Siyu didn’t want to return to the old family residence to watch the three generations of their family enjoying domestic bliss at all.

When her parents first died, Ming Siwei hadn’t been brought home by her aunt yet. She was the only child in her generation. Old Madam Ming pained for her lack of parental love and pampered her immensely, keeping her by her side to teach her personally. Later, she more or less guessed the truth behind her parents’ deaths.

Then Ming Siwei appeared out of nowhere, using projects handed to her to wash money and nearly dragging the entire Ming Group down with her. With old grudges and new enmity, she and the Ming Siwei mother-daughter duo had been irreconcilable ever since.

Initially, Old Madam Ming favored her, indulging her in suppressing the Ming Siwei duo. Every time her aunt came out to cry about being wronged, the Old Madam would tell her to swallow the grievance herself.

But she couldn’t withstand Ming Siwei’s sweet talk and constant “Grandma this, Grandma that.” Old Madam Ming was getting older and didn’t like seeing the younger generation bickering; she always wanted to smooth things over, privately urging Ming Siyu that “what’s past is past” and not to mind them too much.

Ming Siyu never agreed. She was a person who held grudges particularly well, grudges she could carry to the grave. Ming Siwei seemed to have realized this and had spent the past few years trying various ways to please her and repair the relationship, though nothing had come of it so far.

Ming Siyu sent back an ill-tempered voice message to Ming Siwei saying she wasn’t going.

Ming Siwei subserviently said she wanted to come see her and bring some food—vegetables personally grown and chickens raised by the Old Madam at the family residence.

Ming Siyu wouldn’t allow anyone to ruin her good mood today and threatened Ming Siwei that if she dared to come, she would dare to break one of her legs.

Ming Siwei had no choice but to give up.

It had been a while since she contacted He Qiange. Ming Siyu knew she was back in the country now, but wasn’t sure of her exact location. You can’t wrap fire in paper; the fact that He Qiange was pregnant was eventually found out by her sister, and she was caught and brought back to be kept under strict supervision.

Ming Siyu gave He Qiange a call. He Qiange answered after a short while, sounding a bit listless. During pregnancy, the soothing effect of an Alpha’s pheromones would make things easier, but she was currently banned from seeing Xiao Yuenong and had to endure it alone.

Although Ming Siyu sympathized with her friend’s situation, objectively speaking, a large part of He Qiange’s current misery was her own doing. Getting involved with Xiao Yuenong, and then being so “love-brained” that she didn’t want to abort the child. Her family truly pampered her beyond limits, actually agreeing to let her keep the child, but she was absolutely forbidden from having any further contact with Xiao Yuenong; once the child was born, the He family would raise it alone.

He Qiange grumbled: “They won’t let me out; I’m practically growing mold at home. But what can I say? I’m in the wrong, so I can’t say anything. Sigh, it’s just that I really want to see Yuenong.”

Ming Siyu really wanted to whack her friend’s head with a stick to wake her up. “What exactly are you thinking about her for? What kind of good person could sleep with her fiancée’s younger sister?”

He Qiange’s voice weakened: “You’ve never been in love, so you don’t understand. I… I love her… Having been with so many people, my heart remained as still as water when we broke up, but with her, it’s different from the others. I’ve likely fallen for her…”

“So what if it’s love or not? Can love be eaten for food? You’re regressing as you age.” Ming Siyu snorted in disdain.

“There are many things that money cannot buy, Sisi.” He Qiange put on the air of an emotional master. “I was like you before, not believing in love. But now I’ve found that this thing called love truly exists. For example, if you want to gain someone’s loyalty, you could give them all the money in the world, and they might still only be submissive on the surface. But love is different. If she loves you, forget about how much money you give her even if you give her nothing, or not only give nothing but even take money from her, she will still be loyal to you willingly.”

Ming Siyu turned on her hazard lights and parked on the side of the road.

“Love has this kind of effect? Then how do you gain someone’s love?”

This touched upon her blind spot of knowledge.

He Qiange’s words gave her great inspiration. She wanted Liu Ran’s unwavering loyalty the kind of loyalty she could obtain without exchanging expensive gifts.

So would it be enough if she gained Liu Ran’s love?

But love… is an ethereal thing. And she had always only believed in things she could see and hold.

“This is also divided into many situations.” He Qiange analyzed logically like a true teacher: “Some people will love you spontaneously; you just stand there breathing, doing nothing, and you don’t even know them, yet they will still love you to death this is an extreme kind of love, like celebrity worship. The second type is more applicable to our daily life in dating—if you want someone’s love, you first give them your love. You reap what you sow; if you give love, you can get love…”

Ming Siyu thought seriously for a while.

After He Qiange had gushed about her insights for a bit, she suddenly let out a weird cry: “Sisi, why would you suddenly ask a question like this? Are you facing an emotional problem?”

“Just bored, asking casually.”

“That’s good. The situations I mentioned above don’t apply to you; I think you’re better suited for making money.”

Ming Siyu was unconvinced: “How am I only suited for making money?”

“You don’t believe in feelings,” He Qiange said logically. “You have no experience, no longing, and no understanding of love. You have to have at least one of those three to fall in love, right?”

Ming Siyu paused, forced to admit He Qiange was right.

Then she could only continue to use money to exchange for Liu Ran’s loyalty. Whether she was sincere or not didn’t matter; anyway, Liu Ran wasn’t trying to run away now, so she would just pretend Liu Ran’s loyalty to her was real.

Hanging up the phone, Ming Siyu felt a bit depressed. She drove around for two laps to catch the breeze before going home.

In the evening, on the large and comfortable bed, Ming Siyu properly “enjoyed” the little wolf.

The repeated, shame-filled calls of “Master” from the little wolf made one’s heart itch with restlessness.

Ming Siyu said over and over that she wasn’t satisfied. By the end, Liu Ran’s voice was a bit hoarse. Pitiably and aggrievedly, she hugged Ming Siyu’s waist, rubbing her face and ears against her to act spoiled. “Master, please, are you still not satisfied…”

Finally, she coaxed a nod out of Ming Siyu.

The “compensation” ended. Liu Ran looked at Ming Siyu, who was similarly flushed and gasping lightly for breath, and lost herself in a daze.

Everything before her almost completely overlapped with the scene in her dream.

Liu Ran couldn’t help but lean over, her hands propped beside Ming Siyu, loitering over her.

Previously, it was always Ming Siyu looking down at her; this time, it was her turn to look down at Ming Siyu.

Liu Ran was faintly excited. She was crossing a line—the taboo of challenging the Master’s authority.

Ming Siyu pinched her chin, her lazy and sexy voice grazing her ear: “What is the little wolf trying to do? Hm?”

Liu Ran’s heart pounded wildly, and she gasped for air like a fish out of water.

As if pulled by a mysterious force, she reached out to touch the base of Ming Siyu’s thigh.

Ming Siyu’s gaze tightened, and her pupils dilated suddenly. Yet she did not stop Liu Ran’s insubordination.

“President Ming…” Her throat was tight.

Ming Siyu used force with her fingertips, pinching a crescent-shaped mark on Liu Ran’s chin.

“Continue speaking.”

“President Ming, do you need… me to help you?”

She stared unblinkingly at the woman beneath her, trying to see a flicker of emotion in those pitch-black pupils.

Ming Siyu slightly bent one leg, her knee nudging Liu Ran’s thigh.

“Little wolf, I am the Master. To the Master, you should use ‘please’.”

Liu Ran slowly lowered her head.

Until her face was buried in the curve of Ming Siyu’s neck.

She never thought that one day she would be the one to propose a “negative distance” contact to Ming Siyu.

“Master, please give me the chance to help you.”

With Ming Siyu’s indulgence and the atmosphere reaching this point, everything that followed happened naturally.

Except for the beginning, which was the same as in Liu Ran’s dream, the rest was the opposite.

She didn’t take the upper hand on the bed and turn the tables to become the master; instead, she was criticized by Ming Siyu several times for her poor technique. She curled between Ming Siyu’s legs, trying hard to make Ming Siyu tremble for her. Her two wolf ears were held in Ming Siyu’s hands; Ming Siyu was like she was manipulating joysticks—by turning the ears, she signaled Liu Ran to go further in, to be lighter or heavier.

Liu Ran smelled Ming Siyu’s Snowdrop-scented pheromones. Clear, biting, with a hint of bitterness. The moment they blended with her bitter-orange pheromones, her soul trembled.

Liu Ran removed Ming Siyu’s glasses. It was like peeling off the final layer of skin used for disguise, facing her exposed emotions directly.

“Liu Ran, you—”

Ming Siyu parted her lips, her pupils losing focus for a moment. Words sounding like a reprimand spilled from her mouth, only to stop abruptly after a few syllables.

Liu Ran’s teeth lingered at the small mole between the collarbones, driven by instinct as she slid toward the curve of the neck, lightly kissing that patch of red, swollen, and hot skin on the back of the neck. “May I?”

She whispered a plea, “May I mark you?”

Ming Siyu was almost about to agree.

However, in the next moment, she thought of the news she had heard: An Alpha committed suicide by gunshot after being unable to endure the torment of pheromones following the accidental death of their Omega.

After marking, pheromones would bind them together like an invisible thread. A thread with thorns.

She lifted her weakened leg and kicked Liu Ran.

They were close to the edge of the bed; with a kick, Liu Ran fell to the floor with a thud. A flicker of clarity returned to her eyes which were wet with desire, looking at the woman on the bed with disheveled hair with a confused and hurt expression.

“You cannot mark me.” Ming Siyu’s voice turned cold. “Go put on the bite guard.”

Instantly, the blood in Liu Ran’s entire body cooled and solidified.

Yes, she could not mark Ming Siyu. Ming Siyu had said more than once that she didn’t deserve it.

She indeed didn’t deserve it. Being rejected by Ming Siyu was a matter of course.

Ming Siyu put her glasses back on. Liu Ran couldn’t see her clearly again.

“Go to your own room and put on the bite guard, then come back. I’ll give you a bit more pheromones.” A gentle yet irresistible command.

Liu Ran climbed up from the floor. “No need. I’ll be fine after cooling down on my own. Regarding the desire to mark you, I’m sorry. Just now was driven by physiological instinct…”

“You’re young and experiencing this for the first time; it’s normal. I won’t blame you. However, your pheromones are so thick they’re practically dripping from your teeth. Do you truly not need an Omega’s pheromones to help soothe you?”

Liu Ran was certain she didn’t have the courage to come to Ming Siyu’s room a second time tonight. She shook her head again.

Ming Siyu didn’t force the issue. “Then endure it yourself.”

Saying that, she threw the pearl necklace she had pulled from Liu Ran’s tail onto the bed-end stool. “Take your things.”

Liu Ran silently picked up the necklace, held it against her chest along with her clothes, and light-footedly left Ming Siyu’s room.

Lying in bed under the dim night light, no matter how much Liu Ran forced herself to stay calm, the primal instinct brought by the skin-to-skin contact with the Omega kept her pheromones incredibly excited. In the end, she still turned to the suppressant for help.

She bit her finger in contradiction.

To her, Ming Siyu had become a murky, indistinct fog in the night.

As the weather gradually turned cold and clothes changed from light trench coats to heavy overcoats, it snowed in A-City.

Ming Siyu, who always turned into a lazy cat at home, developed an interest in snowflakes. She went to the open-air garden attached to the balcony and reached out her hand to catch the snow.

Her pale hands were so cold they had no color, like the prosthetic hands of models in clothing stores. When snow landed in her palm, it wouldn’t melt for quite a while.

This was the first snow in A-City this year, and also the last snowy winter on her journey of life. Thinking of this, Ming Siyu felt she should at least go and experience it.

The garden door opened again. Liu Ran, with a scarf in one hand and a long, thick overcoat over her arm, came over and wrapped Ming Siyu up. She then grabbed Ming Siyu’s hands with her two warm ones and pressed them to her face.

“President Ming, it’s too cold outside. If you want to watch the snow, you can watch it from the floor-to-ceiling window. What if you catch a cold?”

“I just want to watch it here.” Ming Siyu kicked the thin layer of snow on the ground with her toe. “I also want to build a snowman.”

Liu Ran was truly afraid she would make herself sick. Ming Siyu was a bit fragile; she would catch a cold in the rain and give herself a fever from being in the wind too long. Every time she got sick, she would get a bit thinner, and her face was often frighteningly white. In Liu Ran’s impression, only people with serious illnesses would be like this, like a sheet of paper that would fall at the slightest breeze.

But Ming Siyu said she wasn’t sick, and others said Ming Siyu wasn’t sick. Liu Ran thought it must be natural, then.

“I’ll build one for you. What do you want?”

Ming Siyu showed a malicious smile: “I want a puppy.”

“Okay.”

Feeling Ming Siyu’s hands get a bit warmer, Liu Ran placed them into the coat pockets, which had hand warmers placed inside in advance. There was only a thin layer of snow on the ground. Liu Ran gathered almost all the snow she could scrape together from the garden and terrace to build a “snow puppy” for Ming Siyu.

While Liu Ran was busy everywhere, Ming Siyu stood by and watched. During this period, the relationship between the two had undergone another subtle change; Ming Siyu could clearly feel Liu Ran’s forbearance and care toward her.

Ming Siyu had a big temper and would flare up whenever she was unhappy. Liu Ran no longer argued with her now and even seemed to be spoiling her a bit, which often made her wonder after a flare-up if she shouldn’t have treated Liu Ran like that. She was nearly ten years older than Liu Ran, after all.

Whenever this happened, Ming Siyu would think that she should perhaps compensate Liu Ran in other ways. Buying jewelry, buying clothes, giving a car, and such, to offset the bit of regret in her heart. Liu Ran didn’t have a large reaction to these things, but she didn’t know what else to give. She knew that when she let Liu Ran go to school last time, Liu Ran was truly happy. But a gift like “going to school” could only be given once; she couldn’t send Liu Ran to school every time she felt regret, there weren’t that many schools to attend.

She was Liu Ran’s master, boss, and bed partner, yet she was not just these things. Numerous identities overlapped to form a relationship with an unclear definition.

Liu Ran picked up three pellets of fertilizer from a flowerpot and stuck them on to form the snow puppy’s eyes and nose. “Leave it here for the snow to fall on it for a bit, and it will become fluffy.”

“It’s almost the end of the year and there are many things to do. Both the conglomerate and the company will hold annual meetings. The conglomerate side plans to go abroad. As for the company side, have you and Secretary Lin thought it through? Remember to ask for everyone’s opinions and also get the consent of other executives.”

“It’s basically settled—it’ll be within the country. It’s cold in A-City now, so everyone wants to go somewhere warmer. We’ve settled on Yuncheng; the average temperature there is over twenty degrees. We’re currently collecting the program list, and everyone is very enthusiastic. President Ming, if the conglomerate’s meeting is held abroad, will you go?”

Ming Siyu shook her head. It wasn’t just holding a meeting; it was also a public-funded travel benefit for middle and high-level management, and they wouldn’t be back for over a week. It would be fine if Liu Ran followed—at least she could sleep—but Liu Ran had said in advance that the meeting time happened to coincide with her school finals, and there were several permits waiting to be approved for the project; they wanted to finish before the government departments responsible for approval also started their holidays.

Forget about going abroad; she couldn’t even go to Yuncheng.

Ming Siyu decided to go to Yuncheng. The conglomerate was considered her family’s business; if she didn’t go, there was still her aunt, and there were also people from the Ming family among the executives and invited major shareholders. However, the real estate company was her own; no one could replace her position in the company. Besides, Yuncheng was within the country, so coming and going in a day or two was quite convenient.

Liu Ran said, “Then I’ll book the hotel for you. Will you still have insomnia if you sleep in a hotel away from home? What will you do if you can’t sleep?”

“One night won’t matter.”

The early snow fell for less than a day and stopped quietly in the early hours of the next morning. In just half a day, the snow puppy Liu Ran built melted into a puddle of water under the sun. The fertilizer partially dissolved, making the snow water dirty.

Evaporated, dried. In the end, three deformed pellets of fertilizer remained.

Ming Siyu squinted at the grayish sun in the sky. “Wait until the next snow. Next time we build it, we’ll put it in the fridge.”

On the day of departure for Yuncheng, Liu Ran packed Ming Siyu’s luggage in advance. After handing both Ming Siyu and the luggage over to Secretary Lin, Liu Ran rushed to school to take her exams.

Today she had a total of three exams: Calculus, University English, and Principles of Management.

The last one was an open-book exam, entirely composed of short-answer questions. By the time Liu Ran finished and handed in the paper, her hand felt like it was about to break. Stepping out of the teaching building, she walked aimlessly on campus. She first sent a message to Ming Siyu asking if she was almost at the meeting venue, then used her backup phone to give Bai Yu a call.

The backup phone was one she had bought secretly last month. Although Ming Siyu no longer checked her phone call records now, it would be very easy to find out if she wanted to.

Liu Ran hadn’t decided whether to tell Ming Siyu about Bai Yu’s situation. Several times she wanted to confess to Ming Siyu, but the words were swallowed back down when they reached her lips.

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