From Trashy A to the Heiress’s Little Son-in-Law After the Idol Competition (GL, ABO) - Chapter 109

Xiao Yanjin groggily opened her eyes, only to find herself in what appeared to be a hospital room, with three people standing beside the bed—a couple and another woman.

Still dazed, she asked, “Who are you?”

The man widened his eyes in panic. “Oh my god, what’s wrong with this kid? Did she lose her memory?”

The woman’s eyes reddened. “She suddenly passed out in bed, and she didn’t even hit her head. How could she lose her memory?”

The other woman said, “She probably isn’t fully awake yet. Let’s wait a bit and let her come to her senses.”

Soon, memories flooded Xiao Yanjin’s mind. The couple were the original host’s biological parents, and the woman was her older sister, Ji Mian.

Wait—how had she transmigrated?!

“Holy shit, holy shit!” Xiao Yanjin bolted upright in bed, full of energy, showing no signs of illness whatsoever.

Father Ji remarked, “Seems like the kid really isn’t sick. She was so frail as a child, always falling ill.”

“Cut the crap!” Xiao Yanjin stood up abruptly. “I’m a damn alpha—of course my body’s strong! I never got sick as a kid!”

Father Ji and Mother Xiao froze. Mother Xiao paled. “What… alpha?”

Meanwhile, Ji Mian looked surprised for a moment before calming down. She smiled and said, “Mom, Dad, since A-Jin is fine, why don’t you go back to work? I’ll take care of her.”

Father Ji patted Ji Mian’s shoulder. “We’ll leave your sister to you.”

Xiao Yanjin sat back down, finally digesting all of the original host’s memories. She had transmigrated from an ABO world into one with only two genders. Even weirder, the original host was a top-tier university student, while she herself had dropped out of high school. How was she supposed to go to school like this?

Ji Mian crossed her arms, studying her thoughtfully.

Xiao Yanjin snapped, “What?”

“Are you Xiao Yanjin?” Ji Mian asked.

Xiao Yanjin scoffed. Whether she was herself or the original host, the name was the same. “Duh. If I’m not Xiao Yanjin, then who the hell am I?”

“You said you’re an alpha?” Ji Mian pressed.

Xiao Yanjin was about to retort that of course she was, but then she remembered this world only had two genders. Hesitantly, she shook her head.

Ji Mian understood. It seemed like she had been transmigrated—this Xiao Yanjin was nothing like her sister in personality.

Who would’ve thought she’d meet someone from the same world? Ji Mian felt the warmth of encountering an old friend in a foreign land.

Without another word, Ji Mian grabbed Xiao Yanjin’s hand and dragged her into the bathroom. Startled, Xiao Yanjin yelped, “Sis, what are you doing?!”

“Keep your voice down!” After shutting the bathroom door, Ji Mian clamped a hand over Xiao Yanjin’s mouth, only releasing her once she quieted down.

Xiao Yanjin frowned. “What’s going on?”

“Did you transmigrate from the ABO world?” Ji Mian asked in a low voice.

Xiao Yanjin gasped, nearly jumping. “Y-You… you transmigrated too?”

Ji Mian sighed. “I was an idol in that world. After getting blacklisted, I somehow ended up here.”

“An idol?” Xiao Yanjin thought for a moment. “You were Ji Mian in the original world too, right? The one in that CP with Xu Zhixia? I loved your pairing!”

At the mention of Xu Zhixia, Ji Mian felt an inexplicable ache in her chest.

“Stop talking. You should know the original host’s memories. Since we’ve already crossed over, we should follow local customs and not raise suspicions.”

Xiao Yanjin gave an indifferent “Oh,” wondering if others knew about the ABO world.

“There’s one more thing I forgot to tell you. Although our appearances match the original hosts, our genders remain alpha.”

“What?!”

–

At the start of her sophomore year, Xiao Yanjin dragged her suitcase to the university gates.

Having spent two months in this world, she had grown familiar with its rules—though accepting them was another matter entirely.

Here, only men and women could have children. While same-sex marriages were allowed, few women married each other due to infertility.

Arriving at her dorm, Xiao Yanjin found her roommates already settled in, preparing to shower.

“Yanjin, why are you back so late?” one greeted her.

Xiao Yanjin pursed her lips. Though the original host’s memories told her their names and how to interact, being an alpha in an all-female dorm felt undeniably awkward.

Ji Mian had once explained that women here had reproductive functions similar to Omegas—essentially half-Omegas.

The distinction between alphas and omegas weighed on her. How was she supposed to navigate this?

The dorm housed four: Xiao Yanjin, a charming but spoiled heiress named Tang Qing (who got along famously with the original host—even sharing a bed, thanks to the latter’s patience), childhood friend Mo Ranran (gentle, bookish, and popular with boys), and aloof academic ace Ji Yunzhi (cold, privileged, and the provincial top scorer, who spoke only sparingly with the original host).

Just then, Tang Qing stripped off her T-shirt right in front of Xiao Yanjin—uninhibited as ever, unaware her friend had been replaced.

As the white lace bra came into view, Xiao Yanjin clapped her hands over her eyes and shrieked.

Back in her world, she was only eighteen. Despite her boasts of being suave, she’d never even held an Omega’s hand.

Tang Qing paused, baffled. “What’s with the screaming, babe?”

“You’re… undressing!” Xiao Yanjin squeaked.

Amused, Tang Qing sauntered over, tilting Xiao Yanjin’s chin up with a coy smirk. “Sweetheart, I’ve always changed in front of you. Why the blush now?”

Xiao Yanjin recoiled. Damn, this woman oozed fox-like allure.

“Maybe change in the bathroom? It’s… improper out here.”

Rarely contradicted, Tang Qing frowned. “What’s gotten into you? We’ve bathed together before.”

Mo Ranran, reviewing English with headphones on, removed them. “You bathed with Yanjin?”

“Not exactly together,” Tang Qing chuckled. “She just handed me clothes while I showered.”

The memory of those moments flooded back, turning Xiao Yanjin crimson.

“No, why is your face getting even redder? Are you feeling unwell somewhere?” Tang Qing seemed a bit worried, cupping her face to examine it closely before leaning in against her soft, delicate body.

A wave of fragrance instantly reached Xiao Yanjin’s nose.

“Sweetie, if you’re not feeling well, just tell me. I’ll have my dad drive you to the hospital, okay?”

Just then, the bathroom door suddenly swung open, releasing a cloud of shower steam as a figure swayed into view before them.

Ji Yunzhi held a basin of clothes, her expression slightly cold. “Move.”

Xiao Yanjin froze for a moment. Though the girl in front of her was two centimeters shorter, her proportions were flawless—long, snow-white legs gleaming like jade, and jet-black hair shimmering with a silvery sheen.

She was clearly heading to do laundry.

“I’ll go with you!” Xiao Yanjin suddenly called out.

And with that, she followed behind Ji Yunzhi.

By the time Tang Qing reacted, Xiao Yanjin was already out of sight.

Due to their clashing personalities, Tang Qing and Ji Yunzhi had never gotten along. Tang Qing was particularly bothered by Xiao Yanjin interacting with Ji Yunzhi, but Xiao Yanjin was the type who hated offending anyone, so in private, Tang Qing usually turned a blind eye.

But now, Xiao Yanjin had outright walked off with Ji Yunzhi right in front of her. Combined with her earlier strange behavior, Tang Qing grew more and more uneasy.

Muttering to herself, she said, “It must be Ji Yunzhi who stole my A-Jin!”

–

Laundry room.

Ji Yunzhi loaded the clothes into the washing machine.

Xiao Yanjin stood nearby with her arms crossed, watching her with a slightly dazed expression, captivated by the girl’s soft yet sharp profile.

“Had enough?” Ji Yunzhi asked coolly.

Xiao Yanjin pressed her lips together, replying with a hint of shyness, “You’re really pretty.”

Ji Yunzhi gave her a strange look. Though their appearances differed, one thing remained the same—whenever Xiao Yanjin acted pitiful, shy, or coquettish, it triggered an overwhelming surge of maternal instinct in others.

This wasn’t the first time Ji Yunzhi had been called pretty by Xiao Yanjin, but it was the first time she’d been praised so bashfully.

“Thanks,” she replied politely.

As she picked up the clothes, Xiao Yanjin snatched them away with a grin. “Let me help you carry these.”

Unlike Tang Qing, Ji Yunzhi didn’t just let her take them.

“No need.”

Xiao Yanjin pursed her lips and sighed. If Ji Yunzhi were an Omega, she might have pursued her—but she was just a girl, and might even like guys.

As they turned the corner of the stairs, they ran straight into Tang Qing.

Dressed in a champagne-colored silk robe, Tang Qing was already striking, but she had also applied lipstick for extra impact. Her slightly curled hair cascaded over her shoulders, swaying with the tremor in her voice.

“A-Jin, didn’t you promise you’d only be close to me?” Tang Qing glared at Ji Yunzhi as if she were an enemy.

“Did you badmouth me to A-Jin?” When Ji Yunzhi remained silent, Tang Qing only grew angrier.

Ji Yunzhi scoffed. “What delusions are you having? Paranoid much?”

“You’re the paranoid one! You stole my woman!” Tang Qing misspoke in her rage, saying “woman” instead of “friend,” drawing a crowd of onlookers.

Ji Yunzhi sneered. “Lunatic!”

In the end, Tang Qing’s eyes reddened, and she ran off.

That night, after lights-out, Xiao Yanjin still couldn’t stop worrying about Tang Qing.

She climbed up to Tang Qing’s bunk.

“Qingqing, can I come in?”

Tang Qing was still wiping her tears when Xiao Yanjin’s voice brought a sudden warmth to her heart. Yet, she pretended to be proud and snapped, “Get lost.”

There was no way Xiao Yanjin would just leave. She tiptoed closer and climbed onto the bed, but the single bed was far too small, and she accidentally ended up pressing down on Tang Qing.

Tang Qing whined, “You dummy, why are you so heavy?!”

“Sorry,” Xiao Yanjin pouted.

Hearing that, Tang Qing’s anger instantly melted away.

She suddenly realized that Xiao Yanjin sometimes acted like a baby, making her want to dote on her.

“Don’t be mad. I just wanted to go with her to do laundry,” Xiao Yanjin said, turning to face Tang Qing. Under the dim glow of the phone’s light, she saw the dampness in Tang Qing’s eyes and gently wiped it away. “Stop crying, okay?”

Tang Qing still pouted. “But your behavior earlier was really weird. I thought you were disgusted by me.”

“Of course I’m not disgusted by you! You’re so pretty and smart—why would I be?” Though Xiao Yanjin had never been in a relationship, she had a natural way with words that made Tang Qing laugh despite herself.

“Fine.” Tang Qing suddenly wrapped her arms around Xiao Yanjin, nuzzling into her chest like a kitten. “Sweetheart, you really know how to talk.”

Xiao Yanjin’s heart raced wildly. This was her first time being so close to someone, and her thoughts inevitably wandered.

“What’s that smell?” Tang Qing frowned, sniffing. “It’s like… milk?”

That was Xiao Yanjin’s pheromones!

Crap! Xiao Yanjin had forgotten she was still an alpha. When nervous, she couldn’t help but emit a bit of her scent.

But what if she went into rut?

Since Xiao Yanjin and Tang Qing weren’t in the same major, Xiao Yanjin usually went to class with Mo Ranran.

At noon, the two were eating in the cafeteria.

Tang Qing had just texted, saying she’d wait for her to eat. Xiao Yanjin was about to reply when Mo Ranran’s words made her forget everything else.

“Ah Jin, look at me.”

Xiao Yanjin hummed in confusion.

Unlike Tang Qing, with her delicate features, or Ji Yunzhi, with her cool elegance, Mo Ranran had a sweet, gentle aura. When she smiled, it felt like spring had arrived.

“You’ve got soup on your lips. Let me wipe it for you.” Mo Ranran picked up a clean napkin and softly dabbed at Xiao Yanjin’s mouth, her delicate fragrance lingering in the air. Watching Mo Ranran’s tender, graceful movements, Xiao Yanjin’s heart pounded again.

“Huh? Why do I smell milk again?”

“Oh, you must be imagining it.”

Though Xiao Yanjin’s family was relatively well-off, she had already experienced the reality of the Xiao family’s bankruptcy. So, she decided to take on a few part-time jobs at school to gain some experience.

Unexpectedly, she ran into Ji Yunzhi, who was also working part-time at the campus bubble tea shop.

Ji Yunzhi had just arrived and, seeing Xiao Yanjin’s surprised expression, greeted her, “Oh, you’re working here too?”

“Yeah, but isn’t your family pretty wealthy? Why are you working part-time?” Xiao Yanjin asked.

“Well, isn’t yours too?” Ji Yunzhi tilted her head, countering.

Xiao Yanjin coughed awkwardly. She didn’t really need the money—she was just here for fun.

Even as a cashier, Ji Yunzhi performed flawlessly, while Xiao Yanjin was all over the place, earning the shop owner’s disapproval.

Ji Yunzhi, however, stepped in. “Boss, don’t scold her. I’ll teach her how to make the drinks.”

The owner huffed, “If it weren’t for Yunzhi, I’d kick you out today.”

Ji Yunzhi personally taught Xiao Yanjin many steps in making milk tea, for which Xiao Yanjin was deeply grateful.

“I really don’t know how to repay you,” Xiao Yanjin sniffled.

Ji Yunzhi lazily lifted her eyes. “If you really want to repay me, then stop hanging out with Tang Qing.”

Xiao Yanjin gasped. “What?”

But Ji Yunzhi turned her face away and said nothing.

It wasn’t until closing time that the two finally sat down for dinner.

Xiao Yanjin had specially bought Ji Yunzhi a serving of roast duck rice.

“I eat this all the time—it’s really good!”

This wasn’t the first time the original owner had eaten with Ji Yunzhi, but it was Xiao Yanjin’s first meal with her since transmigrating. Usually, Ji Yunzhi didn’t eat in the dorm and was often nowhere to be found.

“About that incident with Tang Qing, I want to apologize on her behalf. She’s very blunt and doesn’t watch her words, plus she has a quick temper. She caused you a lot of trouble that time.” Xiao Yanjin still felt uneasy about the matter.

Ji Yunzhi, however, dismissed it. “I don’t bother with lunatics.”

Xiao Yanjin could only laugh awkwardly.

Then Ji Yunzhi asked, “Do you really want to get along with her? Someone with such a terrible temper?”

Xiao Yanjin froze.

Having been spoiled rotten by Xiao Liangmu and Liang Zhi since childhood, she would have found Tang Qing’s behavior unreasonable too—if she didn’t see her as an Omega.

“Xiao Yanjin, if you really can’t stand her, you can just stay away. If you need company, there are people in the dorm who’ll keep you company.”

As she spoke, Ji Yunzhi transferred all the meat from her bowl to Xiao Yanjin’s.

Xiao Yanjin was stunned. “Why are you giving me your meat?”

“You like meat, and you worked hard today. Eat more.”

This was the first time Xiao Yanjin had experienced the care of the aloof campus goddess. Suddenly, she remembered how the young mistress of the Ji family had once berated her relentlessly when she followed her around—earning nothing but exhaustion and resentment. It had made her wary of all cold, distant people.

“What’s that smell?” Ji Yunzhi frowned. “It’s like… milk?”

Xiao Yanjin quickly covered her mouth. “You’re imagining things!”

After these past few days of living together, Xiao Yanjin had come to understand the true personalities of her three roommates.

Tang Qing was arrogant and dismissive toward everyone—except her. With Xiao Yanjin, she was all smiles, sometimes even teasing her on purpose.

Mo Ranran was gentle and considerate yet distant with others, but with Xiao Yanjin, she didn’t hesitate to initiate physical contact. She often looked after her, worrying she might go hungry and buying her snacks.

While enjoying the affectionate care of her three roommates, Xiao Yanjin couldn’t help but worry about her upcoming rut.

Ji Mian had told her—when rut hits, you’re on your own!

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