Becoming the Yandere Omega's Fluffy Pet - Chapter 62

Chapter 62

Ming Siyu made a phone call to Secretary Wen and hurriedly left the house.

During these days, Ming Siyu had kept guard over her without leaving her side for a single step; this sudden departure meant there was absolutely an unexpected situation.

Liu Ran called out for Qi Zhen in the room, asking to borrow her phone to make a call. During this period, all news she had regarding Bai Yu came solely from Ming Siyu; whatever Ming Siyu said was the truth. She truly didn’t understand why Ming Siyu had to forbid her from calling Bai Yu.

Qi Zhen looked somewhat conflicted; she was well aware of Ming Siyu’s attitude toward Liu Ran. Lately, Ming Siyu had practically become a living Yama; Qi Zhen didn’t even dare to breathe loudly in the house, trying her best to live like a puff of air, fearing she might offend the Eldest Miss Ming just by stepping into the living room with her left foot first.

However, Liu Ran’s situation was truly miserable. Qi Zhen didn’t have many close relatives, so she could more or less understand Liu Ran’s concern for her mother. Making a phone call shouldn’t be a big deal; after all, Liu Ran was still neatly tied to the bed.

Thinking this, Qi Zhen dialed the number Liu Ran recited from memory and held the phone in front of Liu Ran with the speakerphone on. The call rang for a while before connecting.

“Auntie Chen, it’s Liu Ran. There was an unexpected situation during my last departure without saying goodbye…” Liu Ran spoke with difficulty. “I wanted to ask how my mother has been lately.”

“Little Liu, wasn’t your mother picked up? Two doctors from another hospital came this morning; they mentioned Ming Siyu’s name and yours. I thought you knew about this and knew about your mother’s situation. Ming Siyu didn’t tell you?”

A buzzing sound erupted in Liu Ran’s ears. Her stomach felt as if it had been kicked hard, tightening in pain. The food she had just eaten refluxed up her esophagus and then flowed back down, burning with a fiery pain from her throat to her chest.

“No…”

Ming Siyu hadn’t told her a single word. She had been kept completely in the dark. Where was Ming Siyu taking Bai Yu? What was she going to do to her? What exactly did she want?

This caused Auntie Chen to suddenly become nervous as well. She had wondered if Liu Ran and Ming Siyu had reached some kind of agreement and reconciled for the time being; it seemed that was not the case.

“I see. Let me go ask the nurse who handled the handover at the time. Don’t worry yet. Can I call this number back later?”

“Yes.”

Time ticked by. In those one or two minutes of waiting, the blood in Liu Ran’s body seemed to stop flowing. She wished she could fly to Bai Yu’s side immediately, but now she could do nothing but wait. She was like a fish coated in batter, about to be dropped into a frying pan, awaiting the diner’s judgment.

When the screen lit up again, Qi Zhen hesitated about whether to answer.

She remembered the hurried look the Eldest Miss had when leaving. It was highly likely related to Bai Yu’s matter.

Liu Ran roared at her: “Answer it!”

Qi Zhen gave a shudder of fear. Before answering, she tried to speak up for Ming Siyu in advance: “Don’t overthink, don’t worry. The Eldest Miss definitely isn’t trying to do anything to your auntie; maybe that Auntie Chen misheard…”

From Auntie Chen’s anxious and somber words, she learned that Bai Yu had encountered a car accident during the transfer, and her life or death was currently unknown. In an instant, the world spun; she opened her mouth halfway, unable to utter a single syllable. Everything before her eyes stuttered like a frame drop. Fortunately, she was already lying flat, or she surely would have toppled over.

Auntie Chen said urgently: “Try to communicate with that Ming Siyu first…”

Qi Zhen hurriedly hung up the phone.

“Mama, Mama…” Liu Ran murmured several times in a daze, then suddenly snapped awake, her eyes widening as she looked at Qi Zhen: “I want to go out, I want to go out! Sister Qi Zhen, let me out, I want to find my mom!”

Qi Zhen didn’t dare release her, offering incoherent comfort: “It will be okay, it will be okay. Maybe the accident was just a scrape. Let’s wait for the Eldest Miss to come back, okay? We can talk properly and ask about the situation first. Stay calm, stay calm.”

Liu Ran looked at her with bloodshot eyes: “Sister Qi Zhen, if your mother was taken away without your knowledge and then hit by a car, could you stay calm?”

Qi Zhen was instantly left speechless. Putting herself in those shoes, she estimated she would also find it hard to be calm.

Liu Ran gritted out Ming Siyu’s name with hatred: “Ming Siyu, where did she go? I want to ask her… No, I want to find my mother…”

“Miss Liu, don’t make things difficult for me. If I let you go, the one lying here will have to be me.”

Qi Zhen’s heart was green with regret. She absolutely should not have helped Liu Ran make that call out of pity. The Eldest Miss had left without a word and had hidden on the balcony to take the call behind Liu Ran’s back; she was clearly trying to keep this matter covered so Liu Ran wouldn’t know, yet Qi Zhen had gone and punctured the secret. When the Eldest Miss returned, wouldn’t she be flayed alive? She had acted out of kindness, but who knew good intentions would lead to trouble? If only the Eldest Miss had given her a heads-up beforehand.

Qi Zhen hurried out and plucked up the courage to dial Ming Siyu’s phone. After it connected, she tremblingly recounted what happened; the silence on the other end was deafening.

After the silence, Ming Siyu said coldly: “Qi Zhen, I really want to pry open your head to see how many pounds of starch paste are inside.”

“Watch her.”

Ming Siyu didn’t return until the afternoon; Secretary Wen dropped her off at the door. Ming Siyu’s beige coat was stained with some dust. Qi Zhen took off her earbuds and stepped forward, her face full of apology: “Eldest Miss, I’m sorry, I…”

Ming Siyu waved her hand impatiently. The die was cast; no matter how she punished Qi Zhen now, she couldn’t change the fact that Liu Ran knew about Bai Yu’s accident. Moreover, she hadn’t yet figured out how to face Liu Ran, and had no time to deal with Qi Zhen.

Before Liu Ran’s door, Ming Siyu took a deep breath. Tension and fear invaded her nerves.

Bai Yu was still being resuscitated. She had rushed back for fear that Liu Ran would cause trouble at home; she had driven the wheelchair too fast and even taken a fall. Secretary Wen had helped her up from the ground, startled by her disordered gaze. “President Ming, don’t be too anxious. The incident was sudden and was not your intention. If you explain the causes and consequences clearly to Secretary Liu, I believe she will understand.”

Hearing that at the time, Ming Siyu only wanted to give a bitter smile. Would Liu Ran understand her? There was already very little trust to speak of between them; she didn’t trust Liu Ran now, either.

From the very beginning, Liu Ran had never established full trust in her; otherwise, why would she have gone so long without mentioning Bai Yu’s matter? Liu Ran had always been wary of her. Recently, several events had occurred in succession, each enough to cause Liu Ran’s leak-prone trust to crumble completely. Without trust, how could there be understanding?

As soon as she pushed the door open, Liu Ran’s raspy low roar slammed into her, making Ming Siyu’s heart tremble. She, of all people, actually had a moment where she found it hard to speak.

“Is this to punish me?” Liu Ran stared at her fixedly, her eyes looking as if they were about to drip blood. “What did you do to my mom?”

Ming Siyu tightened her fists. “Calm down first, I can explain this to you.”

“Explain what? Explain that you didn’t mean it? That you accidentally took my mother out and then accidentally let her get into a car accident?” Liu Ran’s eyelids were shaking, and the corners of her mouth twitched with rage. “Ming Siyu, I really thought that saying you’d lay a hand on my mother was just your angry words. My mother… is she still alive? If you still have a shred of conscience, don’t lie to me again.”

The despair and resentment in Liu Ran’s eyes made Ming Siyu instinctively take a step back. “The doctors are resuscitating her; they are the best doctors. I know you’re very agitated right now and wish I were the one lying on the operating table instead of your mother, but this truly wasn’t something I did. When I said you should go down and accompany your mother, those were indeed words said in anger; I was truly dizzy with rage yesterday to say such things.”

“Do you think I don’t know you at all? If you hadn’t done it, would you be willing to stand here and explain it to me? You would have insulted me and told me to shut up long ago, probably adding that my mom is like this because I’m disobedient and I deserve it, right? If you hadn’t done it, then what did you go out for? To go to work at the company?” Liu Ran simply couldn’t fathom how Ming Siyu had the gall to say she didn’t do it did she think she was blind? But she had no time to argue with Ming Siyu about the perpetrator of the accident; she wanted more than anything to go to Bai Yu’s side.

“Currently being resuscitated” what a neutral statement of fact. Only the process, no result; life and death each occupied one side.

“Let me go find my mother.”

“No.” Ming Siyu quickly continued to explain, fearing that if she explained too slowly, Liu Ran’s misunderstanding would deepen. “The car accident was an accident. It’s true that I had people take your mother away from the nursing home, but my original intention was to help your mother find better doctors and receive treatment under better medical conditions. I wanted to give you back a lucid, healthy mother so that, perhaps, you and I could reconcile.”

Her voice grew softer as she spoke, until at the end it was almost inaudible.

Ming Siyu was mortified. She had, in a roundabout way, bowed her head before Liu Ran, throwing her dignity on the ground to surrender to her and beg for reconciliation. This was absolutely an unspeakable thing for her.

However, Liu Ran’s reaction left her heart shattered.

Liu Ran directly ignored the humility she had finally shown and confirmed with her: “You had people take my mom away from the nursing home; do you admit it?”

Ming Siyu said with difficulty: “Yes, I admit it.”

“Then what else do you have to say?” Liu Ran suddenly gave a few crazy laughs, tears flowing along with the laughter; her expression of mixed crying and laughing terrified Ming Siyu.

“Even if the car accident was an accident, if you hadn’t taken it upon yourself to take my mom away, would my mom have met with a car accident while lying safely in the nursing home? Would she still be in resuscitation now?”

Ming Siyu was unable to defend herself.

What Liu Ran said was precisely what she had no way to refute. It was indeed because of her that Bai Yu had left the hospital, and then met with a car accident by such a coincidence.

Everything seemed to be working against her; she hadn’t had a single smooth moment lately. She was plagued by bad luck, as if someone had placed a curse on her.

She truly wanted Bai Yu to get well. But things had turned out contrary to her wishes.

Suppressing the bitterness in her heart, Ming Siyu still tried to explain: “Does one not need to look at the starting point when doing things? I wanted to help your mother treat her illness; it wasn’t as if I intended to harm her!”

In Liu Ran’s eyes, Ming Siyu was just shirking responsibility in various ways, refusing to admit that Bai Yu’s accident was related to her. Regardless of whether Ming Siyu’s starting point was good or bad, she only knew that Bai Yu’s accident was an established fact, and the most direct cause of that consequence was Ming Siyu.

She struggled futilely on the bed: “I want to see my mom. Ming Siyu, let me see my mom. I want to see her.”

Ming Siyu turned her head away, her face looking very grim: “No.”

Liu Ran’s voice was almost gone. Even at this stage, Ming Siyu was still blocking her and not letting her see Bai Yu; the only possibility she could think of was that Bai Yu had passed away. In that case, she didn’t want to live either.

“Ming Siyu, aren’t you afraid of retribution?”

“Have I not had enough retribution?” Ming Siyu mocked herself. She once thought that a short life was her greatest retribution; only now did she know that Liu Ran was.

At this moment, Ming Siyu finally understood, belatedly, that her terrifyingly intense possessiveness toward Liu Ran might have originated from love. It was just that she didn’t know how to love people, nor how to express love; only through repeated possession, making the other party suffer for her time and again, could she vent her emotions in a twisted way.

But she understood too late. By the time she wanted to make amends, things were racing in a direction from which there was no turning back.

“I want to see my mom!” Liu Ran repeated for the N-th time.

“You’re too emotional right now; going there will only cause trouble. We’ll talk once you’ve calmed down.”

“Are you afraid I’ll cause trouble or afraid I’ll take the chance to run? Are you addicted to imprisoning people?”

“What use would it be if you went? Can you take the surgeon’s place on the operating table, or can you directly bring your mom back to life with a miraculous touch? Can you be a bit rational and think properly?” Ming Siyu found she didn’t dare answer Liu Ran’s question directly. She feared that if Liu Ran arrived on the scene and Bai Yu was truly gone, Liu Ran would absolutely break down and go mad, a scene she likely couldn’t control.

By then, she would have lost her greatest bargaining chip for keeping Liu Ran by her side; Liu Ran would probably not even bother to fake it anymore. No, Liu Ran would have no reservations, no longer being hesitant, and would use every means to leave her. That was something she couldn’t bear.

Liu Ran knew that Ming Siyu would not yield. No matter what else she said, Ming Siyu would not let her go see Bai Yu. She simply stopped talking, her bloodshot eyes staring at Ming Siyu with somber, cold intensity.

The room was deathly still.

Ming Siyu couldn’t stay any longer. Liu Ran’s gaze made her unable to breathe, and for a moment she didn’t know what else to say. After saying “Be alone for a bit,” she turned her wheelchair and headed out.

As she reached the door, a calm “Ming Siyu, I hate you” came from behind. It was as if Liu Ran had instantly detached from her near-breakdown emotions, stating an objective fact to her with no ripple of feeling.

Ming Siyu paused. The sadness in her heart was too thick to dissolve.

She said softly: “I know. You’ve told me.”

Then she left as if escaping.

Liu Ran was exhausted; her eyes were swollen and aching, yet no tears would come. Ming Siyu’s silhouette sinking into the wheelchair pierced her heart like a knife. What made her despair was not just Ming Siyu’s irrationality, but the fact that she discovered that, even so, she was still unable to hate wholeheartedly. There seemed to be a barrier around Ming Siyu that hatred could never break through; she was always caught between wanting Ming Siyu to go to hell and being unable to stop herself from recalling every little moment they had shared.

Closing her eyes, she sank into a darkness that seemed to have no end.

If only it were just a dream.

By evening, Ming Siyu came in carrying a bowl of porridge, saying softly: “Xiao Ran, eat something.”

Liu Ran didn’t open her eyes, pretending to sleep. She didn’t want to see Ming Siyu, didn’t want to look at her for even a single second.

“I know you’re not asleep. You didn’t eat at noon; you must be hungry. I made fish slice porridge for you; you like fish slice porridge the most.”

Still silence.

Ming Siyu steadied her breathing. “Xiao Ran—”

“Don’t call me Xiao Ran,” Liu Ran said with a weak sigh. She couldn’t pretend to sleep anymore; as soon as she heard that name from Ming Siyu’s mouth, her head throbbed.

“Fine. Liu Ran, eat.”

“How is my mother?”

Ming Siyu said in a low voice: “The doctors are still trying… Liu Ran, why can’t you trust me just one more time? I truly didn’t mean to harm your mother. I’ve already investigated the cause of the accident; the truck driver who hit them has mental problems. An hour before the incident, he had just finished arguing with his family and had been drinking; it was drunk driving, that’s why…”

“Does it make a difference? Who knows if you made it up; after all, lying is the simplest thing for you. As long as it makes things beneficial for you, you’d have no problem telling a hundred lies.” Liu Ran had experienced just how high Ming Siyu’s talent for spontaneous lies was. “Taking my mother away from the nursing home without permission transferring for treatment isn’t the only possibility. Maybe you wanted to kill her and she accidentally met with a car accident during the transfer; maybe even the car accident was arranged by you, who can say for sure. If I hadn’t called to ask about the situation, you could have lied to me for a long time.”

Ming Siyu’s lips trembled. The bowl she was holding tipped over, and the scalding porridge flowed onto her lap, yet she acted as if she couldn’t feel it. “Is that how you think of me? In your eyes, am I such an unpardonably evil person?”

“I have no choice but to think that way.” Liu Ran couldn’t bear to see her despondent look and moved her gaze away. Maybe Ming Siyu’s pitiful look right now was also faked; to achieve her goals, Ming Siyu could not only tell lies but was also very good at playing the victim. The first time she was pinned down and had her tail touched was because she had trustingly believed Ming Siyu. At that time, she didn’t quite know what kind of person Ming Siyu was; Ming Siyu had held her head and lamented the great and terrible impact the underwear she’d sent to the Group had caused. She believed her, and the next second she was tied up.

“During these days you didn’t let me contact my mom, and you also personally said those words about pulling the plug on my mom and letting me go die with her. Personally, right to my face.”

“I told you those were words said in anger!” Ming Siyu couldn’t hold back either; she was being cut bloody by Liu Ran. Bai Yu was not out of danger, and she didn’t dare see Liu Ran; she was afraid Liu Ran would ask her about Bai Yu’s condition. But she knew she had to face it; she had hesitated in the kitchen for a long time before making up her mind to bring Liu Ran food.

She was in the wrong regarding Bai Yu’s matter, so she had been explaining and yielding all day; no matter how ugly the words Liu Ran said, she had silently endured them. But Liu Ran’s “you wanted to kill her” followed by “it’s all made up” stabbed her until she couldn’t take it anymore. she felt that even if she spoke until the heavens crumbled, Liu Ran was going to blame everything about Bai Yu’s accident on her. The feeling of being wronged was too miserable, and it had pushed her to the edge.

She was clearly doing something good for Bai Yu; she was trying to please Liu Ran, trying hard to salvage this relationship that had reached its end. Yet now it had turned into everything she did being wrong and everything she said being a quibble, only making things worse the more she explained.

If she truly had to say she was at fault, her only fault was not explaining to Liu Ran in advance that she wanted to transfer Bai Yu.

“Yes, you said it. Everything is according to what you said.”

“Liu Ran! What do I have to say for you to be willing to believe what I say is true?”

Liu Ran shook her head: “From now on, I won’t believe a single word you say.”

“…Is it only when I’m dead that you’ll be satisfied?”

Liu Ran moved her lips; after a long time, she said softly: “The porridge is hot. Let Sister Qi Zhen help you wipe it.”

Ming Siyu angrily threw the bowl toward the door and said to Liu Ran in a nasty tone: “Don’t want to eat? Then don’t eat.”

Having finally endured until the next afternoon, Ming Siyu received another call from the hospital.

She had truly been hurt deeply by Liu Ran; she didn’t hesitate for a second when answering the call. She thought: if Bai Yu isn’t dead, that’s best; if she truly died, then pick a cemetery plot and bury her properly, treating it as a rehearsal for her own funeral. As for Liu Ran, whether Bai Yu lived or died, she already hated her to the bone.

The hospital told Ming Siyu that Bai Yu was temporarily out of danger and had been moved to the ICU for observation. If all indicators returned to previous levels in a week, she could leave the ICU, and then a further treatment plan would be redetermined based on her physical condition.

Despite recklessly thinking that Liu Ran could hate her if she wanted the more hatred, the deeper the memory Ming Siyu still breathed a massive sigh of relief when she heard Bai Yu was out of danger.

She just wanted to go tell Liu Ran when suddenly she felt a sharp pain in her abdomen, so painful she couldn’t hold her phone steady. The phone tumbled down the steps with a clatter.

Her heartbeat seemed to be magnified countless times, thundering in her ears like rumbling thunder; her chest became a giant echo chamber. Then, a piercing buzzing sounded in her ears, and her vision instantly blurred into a mass of diluted ink. Ming Siyu wanted to call for help, opening her mouth, but a strong metallic taste of blood flooded her throat. Fluid choked her throat, and she leaned against the wheelchair, coughing loudly.

A drop of fresh blood looked exceptionally glaring on the clean, light-colored floor.

Before losing consciousness, Ming Siyu thought chaotically: the human body truly is so fragile. But since Bai Yu was out of danger, Liu Ran should be able to eat some food.

When she opened her eyes again, two people in white coats were standing by the bed wearing masks, whispering about something. All around was white, and the ward was empty.

Seeing her wake up, the doctor quickly came over to perform a simple test to confirm her mental and intellectual state was normal. One of them was her attending physician; the two had met many times and were quite familiar. The doctor said: “President Ming, your current physical condition is truly not optimistic. I still suggest you go through the hospitalization procedures as soon as possible; it might help you hold on for a bit longer. Intense emotional fluctuations will increase the burden on your internal organs…”

“Where is Liu Ran?” Ming Siyu interrupted the doctor.

The doctor was stunned. “Who?”

Ming Siyu stared straight ahead: “Why didn’t she come to see me?”

After saying that, she shook her head: “Never mind, forget I said that. What were you just saying? Go on.”

The doctor repeated it once more.

Perhaps because she had been sentenced to death too early and had built up psychological defenses in her heart countless times over the years, Ming Siyu didn’t panic at all when this day truly arrived. She trusted this doctor and believed her suggestion was sincerely for her own good, but no matter what, it only treated the symptoms and not the root cause. For the final period of her life, she didn’t want to spend it in a cold hospital ward.

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