Becoming the Yandere Omega's Fluffy Pet - Chapter 53 

Chapter 53

“Where are you?” Ming Siyu’s lazy voice rang in her ear.

“At school.”

“Come out. Let’s go grab a meal together; I’ll send you the address.”

“I…” Liu Ran was currently in no mood to see Ming Siyu. She kept telling herself that being accused of involvement in money laundering and dying in a fire were two separate matters. But whenever she thought of Shen Yunhe, Auntie Chen’s words circled in her ears. She couldn’t stop herself from thinking about The Glass Sea Has No Echo crew, and thinking of that movie led to Ming’s Pictures, which in turn led to Ming Siyu.

In the second she spent dazed, Ming Siyu asked, “Do you want me to pick you up?”

The tone was light and rising; Ming Siyu should be in a good mood right now.

If this call had come half an hour earlier no, ten minutes earlier, before Auntie Chen’s call came in Liu Ran would have been overjoyed at the offer.

But now she just wanted to hide and think things through.

Bad luck.

Ming Siyu had said things related to this movie were “bad luck.”

What kind of matter could make Ming Siyu feel it was “bad luck”?

Ming Siyu’s undisguised disdain and annoyance at the time were still vivid in her memory.

“I, I have an evening class tonight. It’s a compulsory course, and the teacher said there would be a roll call this session; it counts toward the grade.”

After much thought, Liu Ran lied to Ming Siyu after all.

She hadn’t lied to Ming Siyu in a long time. Her speech was stumbling; if Ming Siyu were standing in front of her right now, she would definitely be able to tell at a glance how guilty she felt.

Ming Siyu was indeed unhappy on the spot.

“Find someone to answer for you, or talk to the teacher can they really let you fail? If you fail, I’ll talk to your Dean.”

Liu Ran gritted her teeth and said, “I want to try to be as little of an ‘exception’ as possible. Just this once, okay?”

There was silence on Ming Siyu’s end for a few seconds.

She said in a heavy voice, “Do you remember what you promised me when I agreed to let you go to school?”

Liu Ran said hurriedly, “I remember. Not letting classes interfere with work or going home, and I can’t arrive home later than you.”

She softened her voice to plead: “But it’s a special circumstance; this teacher only takes roll twice a semester.”

Ming Siyu let out a sigh.

“Beg me.”

Liu Ran saw there was no one around, covered her mouth with her hand, and murmured softly, “Master, I beg you…”

“Fine then. Come back early after the roll call.” Ming Siyu ultimately didn’t force her.

Liu Ran breathed a sigh of relief. Most of the time, Ming Siyu responded better to soft persuasion than hard resistance. If a matter didn’t hit her bottom line or reach the point where she couldn’t tolerate it, acting soft and acting spoiled would get her through.

After hanging up, Liu Ran was in no mood to eat. She found a study room in the teaching building that had no evening classes and sat down. Sometimes there were no seats in the library, but the unlocked, empty classrooms in the teaching building were often commandeered by students as study rooms. A-University students had very strong self-study and autonomous abilities.

Liu Ran put on her headphones, played a random song, and started doodling on scratch paper.

She wanted to know three things:

One, whether Shen Yunhe’s death had anything to do with being involved in the money laundering accusation;

Two, whether Ming’s Pictures was involved in money laundering;

Three, if the answers to the first two were “yes,” then whether Ming Siyu was involved, and how much she knew.

A while ago, she was happy that her mother and Ming Siyu had a connection from years ago, but now she wished that connection didn’t exist.

Liu Ran searched online for the final producer of The Glass Sea Has No Echo; it was called Xincheng Pictures, and the production team had also been completely changed. Searching the movie title alongside Ming’s Pictures yielded no related information at all. The only related piece of information was that an actor under Ming’s Entertainment attended the film’s premiere because that actor was a good friend of one of the film’s leads.

Xincheng Pictures had produced some works over the years, but no major hits appeared; it remained mediocre, oscillating on the edge of bankruptcy and liquidation.

Entries related to Shen Yunhe also stopped several years ago.

Evening classes usually lasted until nine o’clock. Fearing that returning too late would make Ming Siyu suspicious, Liu Ran packed her things to leave around eight. Just as she reached the ground floor, she ran right into Zhu Xinghan.

Zhu Xinghan’s eyes lit up instantly: “You haven’t left!”

She had come here with absolutely no hope of meeting Liu Ran at this time. It was just out of boredom and because she missed Liu Ran, so she thought she’d take a walk where she had classes.

There was nowhere to hide. Liu Ran gave an awkward smile. “Evening self-study. I’m going back now.”

Zhu Xinghan followed closely behind, seizing the opportunity to chatter nonstop: “Today I went to find someone to calculate my fortune. They said my career luck is particularly good this year. Although my love luck is average, no love rivals will appear… Do you want to calculate yours? That person is very accurate; everyone calls her a ‘Semi-Immortal.’ If you don’t have time, you can tell me your birth date and I’ll help you calculate…”

Liu Ran initially thought Zhu Xinghan was just sharing daily life to make conversation, but on careful thought, she was fishing for her birthday. If she told Zhu Xinghan her birth date and it matched her high school classmate’s, it would further confirm she was Shen Liuran.

She was thinking about the matter of Shen Yunhe; her whole person was a mess, and she failed to control her emotions, snapping directly at Zhu Xinghan: “No need!”

Zhu Xinghan froze, and her eyes turned red immediately. She asked tentatively, “Are you really angry…”

Liu Ran frowned deeply, feeling some regret. The main reason for her annoyance wasn’t Zhu Xinghan, but Zhu Xinghan had unfairly borne her negative emotions.

“Sorry, I have something on my mind. I’m leaving now.”

Zhu Xinghan shook her head hurriedly: “It’s okay, it’s okay. It’s not your fault; I just talk too much.”

Liu Ran walked quickly to her car. Zhu Xinghan watched her get in. “Wow, you drive such a good car, and you can even drive it into the school.”

“It’s not mine; someone lent it to me. I’m leaving; you should head back too. You don’t live inside A-University.”

There was still some distance between A-University and the neighboring dance academy; it wasn’t safe to go back too late.

Zhu Xinghan took a step forward: “Can you give me a lift to the school gate? A-University is too big; it takes over ten minutes to walk to the gate from here.”

“Sorry, if this were my own car I’d take you, but this is someone else’s car…”

“Is it that woman from the other day President Ming’s car?”

Liu Ran remained silent, which counted as a tacit admission.

Zhu Xinghan retreated behind the parking line and waved to Liu Ran: “Alright then. Drive slowly on your way back. I’m very happy to have seen you tonight.”

She’d have material for her dreams tonight.

When she got home, she didn’t see Ming Siyu. Qi Zhen came forward to tell Liu Ran: “The Eldest Miss is already preparing to rest; she asked you to go upstairs and find her once you’re back.”

Liu Ran looked up at Ming Siyu’s bedroom, nodded, and said, “Okay, I’ll take a shower first. It’ll be quick.”

After showering and changing into pajamas, she happened to see Qi Zhen pouring water from a transparent kettle to take up to Ming Siyu. Liu Ran was also a bit thirsty after her shower and reflexively wanted to pour a glass, but Qi Zhen told her to pour from a different kettle.

“The Eldest Miss’s kettle and water glass are for her exclusive use; she doesn’t allow them to be mixed with others’.”

This indeed matched Ming Siyu’s lifestyle habits. Liu Ran switched to another kettle and poured a glass of water, gulping it down. “I’ll take it up for her since I’m going.”

Ming Siyu wasn’t in the bedroom. Melodious music was coming from the bathroom.

Liu Ran went over and knocked. “President Ming.”

“Enter.”

Ming Siyu was taking a bath. The water in the whirlpool bubble bath swirled around rose petals, looking like a small sea of roses. Amidst the scent of roses and essential oils, there was the crisp fragrance of Snowdrop.

The moment she smelled the pheromones, Liu Ran’s breathing skipped a beat. Ming Siyu stretched out a snow-white arm from the bathtub and hooked her fingertip at her. “The little one just can’t resist temptation.”

Ming Siyu’s hair was wet. Her long, jet-black hair made her skin look even paler as it wound down her neck and shoulders into the water. The rose petals were tossed by the current, floating and swirling, blocked by her body in the tub to form a ring like a vibrant strapless dress below Ming Siyu’s collarbone.

With a light wave of the hand, one could see the body beneath the transparent water.

“I’ve already showered,” Liu Ran said, trying her best to look away.

She naturally understood Ming Siyu’s meaning. No matter what, they were compatible physically. Through Ming Siyu’s repeated teachings, she had skillfully mastered every sensitive point on Ming Siyu’s body. She was also obedient in bed; on the rare occasion she wasn’t quite obedient, Ming Siyu would gasp and reprimand her, saying a few dirty words. While she felt the shame of being scolded, she also felt that version of Ming Siyu was so sexy.

But today, she psychologically resisted intimate contact with Ming Siyu. It felt as if an invisible wall stood between them.

The little wolf’s reaction was a bit unusual; she would usually pounce involuntarily when teased. Ming Siyu tilted her head, her finger resting on her lip; the water dripping from her fingertip made her lips shine with a bright red moisture. “Wash again.”

Before Liu Ran could adjust, her pheromones were already flowing in a mess, tangling chaotically with the Snowdrop fragrance in the humid air.

Her body had been completely trained by Ming Siyu into a servant of desire. she had no way to resist Ming Siyu’s invitation; even a tiny hint would make her act involuntarily.

She set aside the glass that was mostly full of water. Liu Ran knelt by the bathtub, obediently tilting up her neck. Her collar was hooked by wet fingertips, and she leaped into the warm water.

Ming Siyu bit her ear: “We haven’t tried it in the water yet. You do exactly as I tell you, hm?”

She nodded dazed.

But as Ming Siyu bit her lip and closed her eyes, with a bit of moist physiological tears seeping from the corners of her eyes, Liu Ran parted her fingers slightly and used her other hand to support the slender waist. Instantly, the water and pheromones washed over together, and Ming Siyu twisted her waist in discomfort.

She squinted at the little wolf: “Disobedient again?”

Liu Ran buried her face in the curve of her neck and said aggrievedly, “You put me under the desk and stepped on my tail before.”

The damn little wolf was starting to retaliate.

Ming Siyu ground her teeth and pinched the base of the wolf tail. “The tail is mine; I’ll play with it however I want, Liu Ran!”

At the height of passion, Ming Siyu kissed Liu Ran’s lips and said hoarsely: “Go put on the bite guard. Be good.”

“Don’t want to. I won’t bite you,” Liu Ran said, resting on Ming Siyu’s shoulder, her breathing heavy and aggrieved.

“Are you sure you can hold back?”

In the face of S-class Omega pheromones, it was very hard for an Alpha not to mark them.

Liu Ran rubbed like a puppy around the smooth, tender curve of the neck. “I can hold back.”

She didn’t like wearing the bite guard. The crossbar stuck in her mouth made her drool without any dignity.

“What’s with you today? You’re distracted.” Ming Siyu toyed with the wolf ear contentedly, listening to the heated gasps of the little wolf by her ear. “Unhappy?”

She hadn’t completely escaped Ming Siyu’s eyes.

She found a random excuse: “No, just a bit tired.”

“I told you not to take the classes at school too seriously. You’re not allowed to go to evening classes anymore.”

“Mm.”

Ming Siyu paused, then said, “Do you mind very much what I did to you before?”

So much that she remembered it until now and wanted to maliciously retaliate at a time like this.

Liu Ran looked up blankly, gazing into those deep black eyes. Was she the only one who had seen this version of Ming Siyu?

Did she mind? Of course she did; back then she hated Ming Siyu so much her teeth ached.

But looking back now, it wasn’t so much that she minded to a life-and-death degree that was completely unforgivable. Those things became a small patch of painless, non-itching shadow; there was no need to mention them all the time, yet they couldn’t be forgotten either.

“Why are you looking at me like that?” Ming Siyu gave a smile, with a hint of surprise. “Waiting for me to apologize to you?”

A glimmer of hope lit up in Liu Ran’s eyes.

“Don’t even think about it. It was all because you weren’t good back then. I told you long ago that only if you’re obedient will there be good results, but you insisted on being stubborn with me.”

However, the little wolf’s initial disobedience had given her the chance to train her, making her expend some effort. If the little wolf had been obedient from the start, she might not have occupied a place in her heart like she did now.

“Alright, wash up and go back to sleep.”

Liu Ran stood up from the water with a “splash.” “I still have some homework to finish; I’m going back to my room first.”

Not staying to sleep together?

Ming Siyu frowned. Likely she was unhappy because of her answer.

The little wolf’s thoughts were quite sensitive; she was prone to overthinking.

But she hadn’t said anything wrong.

She didn’t ask her to stay, letting Liu Ran wrap herself in a bath towel and leave.

Two days later, Liu Ran returned to the conglomerate. A few years ago, the real estate company had invested in building a film and television filming base, which was finally completed recently. The Ming Group was one of the major investors, which was equivalent to Ming Siyu investing in herself. A drama crew about to be produced by the conglomerate was preparing to rent the venue, and the contract was sent to Liu Ran. After reviewing it, she brought it to the conglomerate’s finance department for payment.

Liu Ran thought that if she directly asked finance whether a crew from several years ago was involved in money laundering, she would probably be caught and treated as a lunatic.

She found Secretary Wen.

“Secretary Wen, I was wondering will the conglomerate’s film division ever terminate a shoot in the middle of production? Has there ever been a situation like that?” Liu Ran invented a reason that seemed reasonable. “The teacher asked us to choose an industry for a case analysis; I chose film and television.”

President Ming and Secretary Liu had been acting like they were in a relationship lately. Secretary Wen knew in her heart that she had to treat Liu Ran as half a “President Liu”; she didn’t blow her off and answered quite seriously: “There are cases, like if a bug is found in the script, or if problems arise during the filming regarding the theme, producers, or actors.

If the problems are minor, they can continue filming after adjustments. If the problems are serious, they might just scrap it. A better script might be sold as a package. But problems aren’t common; sufficient understanding and preparation are done before filming begins, and potential risks and problems are basically avoided in the early stages. Terminating a shoot midway would mean the early investment is wasted; it’s too much of a money-burner.”

Liu Ran put on an air of being diligent and eager to learn: “Are there any specific cases? I’d like to study them.”

Secretary Wen mainly worked for Ming Siyu; she only knew such a situation was possible. Such investment failures were generally considered serious problems and were truly uncommon.

“Just the one with the foreign lead using drugs recently. If you want data, you can ask Secretary Zhou to get a more specific report from the film division. But just look at it yourself; don’t spread it, and don’t copy it directly into your homework. Or you can use my account to look it up in the conglomerate system.”

“Then I’ll borrow your account; thank you for the trouble, Secretary Wen.”

Although the internal system was open internally, documents that truly had problems and involved the conglomerate’s core interests wouldn’t actually be put in there. Furthermore, the account could only be used for viewing, so Secretary Wen confidently lent her account to Liu Ran.

Liu Ran borrowed a laptop from the secretarial office and logged into Secretary Wen’s account on the conglomerate’s internal system.

Secretary Wen’s account had great authority; almost all internal information in the conglomerate could be found. Liu Ran didn’t find legal documents related to money laundering, but in the “Other Operating Income” section of Ming’s Pictures’ financial report details from several years ago, she found the transaction record for selling the script to Xincheng Entertainment. The timing was before Shen Yunhe’s death.

Secretary Wen said enthusiastically: “Let me see that assignment once you’ve finished it; I’ll help you check it.”

Liu Ran, with her guilty conscience, couldn’t refuse this kindness, which invisibly added another task for her.

“Okay, I’ll send it to your email when I’m done.”

She returned the computer to Secretary Wen and took her leave.

No sooner had she left than Ming Siyu arrived.

“What was Liu Ran doing here?”

“President Ming.” Secretary Wen stood up respectfully. “Secretary Liu was asking me about some film-related cases to use for her homework.”

Business majors indeed often had to write industry analyses. Ming Siyu didn’t think much of it and proceeded to discuss work arrangements with Secretary Wen.

Liu Ran could conclude 100% that there must have been a serious problem within The Glass Sea Has No Echo crew at the time. Serious enough that it couldn’t be resolved, and they had to disband the crew and terminate the project.

Was Shen Yunhe also among those who left early because she discovered a problem with the crew?

Ming Siyu wouldn’t let this matter be mentioned. Secretary Wen, who had been with her the longest, cautiously avoided bringing it up. Secretary Zhou, who was silly and easy to talk to, had only been with the company for less than two years. Liu Ran tried asking Secretary Zhou privately, but Secretary Zhou looked blank, completely unaware that this movie had ever existed.

Liu Ran thought of a person. Ming Siwei.

But bypassing Ming Siyu to ask Ming Siwei alone would easily raise suspicion. Why would someone like her, who didn’t even come to the conglomerate much, suddenly start showing interest in a movie that was a failed investment years ago?

Liu Ran fell into an unprecedented dilemma.

Her current social circle was basically related to the conglomerate and the company. The only person outside this circle was Auntie Chen. She had no choice but to ask Auntie Chen for help again, requesting her to see if she could find any news about Ming’s Pictures regarding The Glass Sea Has No Echo.

In a few days, Auntie Chen actually managed to find something.

The Glass Sea Has No Echo wasn’t directly produced by Ming’s Pictures; instead, like most large film companies, a separate project company was established for operation. After the problem occurred, a special audit entered the crew to investigate. There were traces left, though the amount found was small and the nature wasn’t extremely malicious.

The main related party was a shell company established abroad not long ago. A small fine was paid, and the main offender was caught and served several years in prison; counting the time, they were probably about to be released.

But speaking broadly, this matter was also very serious. Although the project company and Ming’s Pictures were relatively independent, it ultimately belonged to Ming’s Pictures. The conglomerate management definitely wouldn’t want to make a big deal out of it, resolving the matter quietly and then suppressing it.

Auntie Chen couldn’t find any more details.

Because of this news, Liu Ran was in a daze for a period of time. The medical park development project entered a new phase, and she had to invest more energy into it. At school, she was often cornered by Zhu Xinghan; several times she wanted to just let it all out and confess directly that she was Zhu Xinghan’s high school classmate and that she was no longer a normal person, but she was afraid that once she spoke, the subsequent troubles would be even more numerous, so she held it in.

A person’s energy is limited; focusing on one thing inevitably leads to neglecting another.

Ming Siyu had already noticed that Liu Ran’s attitude had been off lately.

There was an indescribable… lack of attentiveness toward her.

When she was with her, Liu Ran often had her head in the clouds. If asked, she’d say she was tired from work, or else she was thinking about schoolwork. Then she’d come over and nuzzle her pleasingly, trying to get away with it.

Once or twice, Ming Siyu would turn a blind eye and let it go. When it happened more often, Ming Siyu wanted to pick Liu Ran up by the ears and demand to know what on earth she was thinking.

Previously, she would mock and ridicule Liu Ran at every turn. Although Liu Ran found her annoying, at least her whole heart was on her, and every nerve was taut for her. Now she had softened her heart toward Liu Ran and wanted to be better to her, but as a result, Liu Ran had been sweet and clingy with her for a while, then found it boring and stopped taking her seriously?

Or did Liu Ran see that her tolerance had increased, and after pushing her further and further, she was starting to push her luck and test her bottom line?

The moment she thought of this possibility, the idea of breaking Liu Ran’s legs and locking her up grew even stronger in her mind.

“What exactly have you been busy with lately?” Ming Siyu couldn’t hold it in anymore. In fact, her patience was nonexistent; she had barely endured Liu Ran for a few days purely because she didn’t want to fight with her.

“I’m your boss. Is the little work you’re doing now really worth being exhausted and half-dead every day? If this continues, don’t do it anymore; stay home and behave yourself.”

Liu Ran thought to herself: I can’t exactly say I suspect my mother’s death is related to your company.

She felt her thoughts were a bit far-fetched; there was truly no necessary connection between a film crew involved in money laundering and Shen Yunhe dying in a fire. But the thought was persistent in her mind, to the point that when she was intimate with Ming Siyu now, even with those soul-stirring pheromones leading her to explore deeper, she couldn’t stop her mind from wandering.

Lately, she truly had been somewhat listless in everything she did.

She said to Ming Siyu, “Sorry, President Ming. I’ve just been getting tired easily lately…”

“Are you sick?”

“Probably not, just not very spirited?”

Ming Siyu made a split-second decision: “Don’t eat tomorrow morning; go to the hospital for a checkup.”

The next day, she took Liu Ran to the private hospital she was familiar with and had the doctors give Liu Ran a comprehensive checkup even her tail had its own X-ray to check if the bones were developing healthily.

The results were out on the spot. Liu Ran’s body was normal, but there was a small problem with her glands and pheromones.

The doctor asked: “Does she often experience a heat that doesn’t get fully soothed, being forced to stop or self-suppressing until the passion passes?”