Seduced Me into a Deep Fall - Chapter 40

“See? She doesn’t care about you at all. She probably doesn’t even hate you anymore.” Mu Xunzhi gripped Ling Xi’s wrist and whispered.

“Why?” Ling Xi trembled, wanting to lunge forward, but her mother held her back, causing her to stagger and nearly fall.

“Because you’re a defective. Because you don’t even have pheromones. What you injected was never truly yours. She’s just an ordinary alpha who prefers omegas with high pheromone levels.” Mu Xunzhi spoke almost coaxingly.

“Still don’t understand, Mu Xie? Defectives can only be with defectives. Falling for her was against the rules. This is the consequence.”

Mu Xie wavered, her heart aching as if pierced by knives.

In the end, she withdrew her gaze.

Truthfully, in this crowd, she could no longer see Ling Xi.

“I hate you,” she said, breaking free from Mu Xunzhi’s grasp.

“Hah. Then hate me. The more you hate me, the more you hate this world, the more you walk the path I’ve laid out for you.”

Mu Xunzhi grabbed her shoulder and pulled her away.

Mu Jie would never have the chance to know.

Between her and Ling Xi, it was never about pheromone levels.

For Ling Xi, even if Song Yi were a defective, a beta, or even an alpha who couldn’t be marked, she would still have fallen for her.

“Even the Song family couldn’t keep her restrained.” After getting into the car, Song Yi sighed.

She sent a message to her contacts in the Song family and only then learned that Mu Jie had fainted and been taken to the hospital.

“It doesn’t matter. We’ll deal with things as they come. I’ve made peace with the situation regarding Mu Jie.”

Ling Xi was unnervingly calm, her attitude toward Mu Jie even colder than Song Yi’s beside her.

More chilling than hatred was indifference.

The opposite of love has always been apathy.

“Shall we go home and celebrate?”

Ling Xi took the small gift from Song Yi and smiled at her. “How should we celebrate?”

Song Yi leaned in and whispered in her ear.

Ling Xi’s ears turned red. “I still have to work on my draft tonight.”

“Don’t want to with me?” Song Yi hooked her arms around Ling Xi’s neck.

“Really, darling? It’s only our second day of marriage, and you’re already tired of me?”

Ling Xi sensed something familiar in her tone, it reminded her of when Song Yi had pretended to be a seductress while drunk.

But Song Yi was clearly sober now.

Ling Xi froze for a second, only for Song Yi to nibble her earlobe. “Why aren’t you responding?”

“I’m worried your body can’t take it,” Ling Xi said, snapping out of it and pulling Song Yi into an embrace.

“We’ve been so frequent. Shouldn’t we rest for a day or two?”

Song Yi pouted and pushed her away, counting on her fingers.

“Tomorrow night you’re having dinner with Yun Fengzhi and the others. The day after, you’re going shopping with your sister. The day after that, I’m taking you to meet my cousin.”

She then gave Ling Xi a resentful look.

“If we don’t do it today, we won’t have time later.”

Who could refuse a wife who kept asking?

Ling Xi didn’t argue further, simply kissing Song Yi to give her an ambiguous answer.

“Aren’t you going to open your gift?” Back home, sitting at the dining table, Song Yi gestured at the gift box in Ling Xi’s hand with her chin.

“I will. You distracted me earlier.” Ling Xi opened it to find two delicate chocolate truffles.

Just as she was about to eat one, Song Yi stopped her.

Ling Xi was puzzled when Song Yi whispered in her ear, “They say it has aphrodisiac effects.”

She nearly threw the gift away in shock.

“What are you afraid of? We’re legally married now.” Song Yi’s fingers trailed along Ling Xi’s earlobe. “I need to cure you of this innocence of yours.”

“L-let’s eat first!” Ling Xi hastily grabbed her hand, kissing the fingertips as consolation.

After dinner, while washing her hands, Ling Xi defended herself to Song Yi who leaned nearby waiting. “I’m not innocent!”

“Oh? Then what are you?” Song Yi’s restless fingers kept tracing Ling Xi’s collarbone, lightly scratching back and forth, then soothing the red marks left behind.

“My sweet little innocent.” Song Yi chuckled, watching the blush creeping up Ling Xi’s ears.

As she dried her hands, Ling Xi resolved to be bold tonight. She caught Song Yi’s collar between her teeth, slowly pulling it open.

“Not eating?” Song Yi glanced at the chocolate truffles on the nightstand.

“I want.” Ling Xi carefully unwrapped one, transferring it mouth-to-mouth into Song Yi’s lips just one tiny chocolate sphere.

“But the medical checkup showed nothing wrong?” Ling Xi shrank her neck slightly.

“Darling, don’t be angry. I really don’t think Mu Xie injected me with anything.”

Song Yi closed her eyes, brows still furrowed. She sighed. “Then when she extracted your pheromones, could she have made some kind of drug?”

“She shouldn’t have any of my pheromones now, right?” That was all from their previous life. In this lifetime, Mu Xie never obtained them.

Only now did Song Yi realize these were all events from what Ling Xi called their “past life.” If they’d reincarnated, any physical harm would have disappeared too. This finally eased Song Yi’s heart at least Ling Xi was healthy now.

“If only you could have found me back then.” Even though Song Yi suspected she hadn’t existed in Ling Xi’s so-called “past life,” she still wished it. She simply wanted to spare her beloved any suffering, even in a nonexistent past.

Ling Xi dug her nails into her palm, holding back tears. “Yeah, if only.” If only Song Yi had been there then.

Lulled by the calming sandalwood fragrance, Ling Xi drifted into sleep, chasing after fragments of past-life memories in her dreams. Yet she wondered even if she had found Song Yi then, what reason would Song Yi have had to help her? Finally, she stumbled and fell, gravel scraping her knees.

The chocolate rolled between their lips as they kissed, its bittersweet richness swirling as their temperatures gradually rose. After the kiss, Ling Xi set to work with earnest dedication, exploring her lover’s curves with tender fingertips.

At the climax, Song Yi confessed tearfully, “Actually those were just ordinary chocolates.”

Enraged, Ling Xi bit Song Yi’s cheek slightly harder.

Song Yi’s fingers curled weakly against Ling Xi’s back. Having vented her frustration, Ling Xi wasn’t truly angry anymore just mildly annoyed. She took the remaining chocolate and, as if punishing her, pushed it into Song Yi’s mouth, then sealed her lips to steal her breath.

“So domineering,” Song Yi murmured after swallowing the last sweetness, blinking away teardrops as Ling Xi finally released her.

Ling Xi recalled the term “domineering delicate top” mentioned during yesterday’s live stream and grew displeased again.

“Don’t you like it?” She bared her teeth at Song Yi, looking ready to bite her the next second.

“Mmm… so delicate. I love it.” Song Yi was clearly teasing on purpose.

“We can continue, or if you prefer, I can take over.” She nuzzled against Song Yi’s back, fingers tracing her shoulder blades.

Only then did Song Yi turn around. “Newlywed wives are supposed to enjoy nightly revelries. But you? All you think about is your manuscript.” Her voice dripped with feigned grievance.

“I’m sorry. I’ve never been in a relationship before, so I’m not very good at this. It won’t happen again.” Ling Xi took Song Yi’s hand and pressed it against her own cheek.

“Jiejie, please be patient with me, okay? I don’t know much about these things, but I’ll work hard to improve.” Like today’s flowers. Ling Xi was genuinely trying.

Song Yi’s anger dissipated. Faced with such earnest pleading, any remaining irritation melted away under Ling Xi’s coquettish words.

“Then I’ll have to teach you properly.”

Ling Xi nodded obediently and lay down.

She was promptly pulled back up by Song Yi. “Who said anything about teaching you that?”

“Here, like this.” Song Yi guided Ling Xi’s hands to herself.

“I-is this right?” Ling Xi flushed crimson at Song Yi’s self-profaning actions.

Yet she couldn’t look away.

Song Yi truly lived up to being the older sister.

After this demonstration, Ling Xi realized her previous attempts had been completely misguided.

Her youthful stamina was no match for Song Yi’s technical expertise.

By the end, Ling Xi extrapolated the techniques and accidentally grabbed the Buddhist prayer beads around Song Yi’s neck.

“Can you snap them?” Song Yi allowed herself to be led forward.

Still kneeling.

“Do you want me to break them?” Ling Xi also knelt, hovering over her before slightly rising to look down imperiously.

Playing the navigator.

“Or do you prefer me to just lead you like this?” Ling Xi gazed dazedly into Song Yi’s eyes.

“I want… mmm…” But Song Yi wasn’t given room to answer.

In an instant, the beads scattered across the floor.

Ling Xi had broken Song Yi’s final restraint, yet couldn’t grant her freedom only binding her with the string of beads.

By the time they finished near dawn, as Ling Xi carried Song Yi to wash up, she finally understood her mistake from two hours earlier.

They hadn’t completed the aftercare steps before she’d wanted to move on to other activities.

Honestly, if Song Yi had treated her that way, she’d be angry too.

“Sorry, jiejie.” Ling Xi kissed her apologies while rinsing Song Yi.

“Finally came to your senses?” Song Yi’s voice was soft, clearly drained of energy.

She leaned against Ling Xi, completely unbothered by her ministrations.

“Mn. It won’t happen again.” Ling Xi kissed Song Yi’s temple.

“Tomorrow at breakfast I’ll tell you the gossip about my colleague and her partner. And about what happened at work today.”

They’d been too preoccupied with pleasure to properly talk tonight.

“Sure, and I’ll tell you how my relatives reacted to seeing our marriage certificate.”

When inviting the Yun sisters for dinner, Song Yi naturally accompanied Ling Xi.

Yun Fengzhi watched the pair approach hand-in-hand, fingers interlaced, chatting and laughing, utterly bewildered.

Had she missed some crucial plot development? Last time they met, these two weren’t nearly this sweet.

“Didn’t you see the marriage certificate I posted on my Moments?” Song Yi immediately knew what Yun Fengzhi wanted to ask. Raising an eyebrow, she took the initiative.

Yun Fengzhi finally took out her phone.

“I’ve been swamped. All because of that mess with Mu Jie. She’s made a grand return to the Song family now. Hey, don’t tell me you didn’t know?”

“I know. She came back with her mother, my sister. So now I can’t just kick her out. All those rumors about her not being a real Song are debunked too.”

Yun Fengzhi nodded and finally saw Song Yi’s post.

“Nice. You even blurred out Ling Xi’s profile picture. So you two are really wives now?”

“What else?”

From their conversation, Ling Xi drew one conclusion:

Yun Fengzhi had known all along that Song Yi liked her.

Ling Xi turned to Song Yi with a reproachful look. “You hid this from me too! You knew her before and even told her you liked me.”

“How is a secret crush considered hiding?” Song Yi ruffled Ling Xi’s hair, soothing her in a way Yun Fengzhi couldn’t comprehend.

“You have no idea,” Yun Fengzhi chimed in, clearly enjoying the drama. “When she told me about it, she was so poetic, all sappy and sentimental. I said she liked you, but she insisted you were her ‘heart’s beloved.’”

Ling Xi shot another glance at Song Yi.

“Problem? Sweetheart, if you’re not my heart’s beloved, then what are you?” Song Yi tapped Ling Xi’s nose.

“Back then, I couldn’t exactly call you my girlfriend or wife, could I?”

Ahem. “I wouldn’t mind now,” Ling Xi muttered, blushing as she tugged Song Yi down to sit.

But then she leaned in, whispering:

“Do you have an account where you post essays? Full of all those sappy lines?”

Song Yi’s ears twitched. “You mean?”

Ling Xi covered her mouth. “Let me confirm it myself these next few days. I want to uncover it on my own.”

Song Yi already realized which account had been exposed.

She was torn between laughter and exasperation. “You sure you don’t want me to confess? I bet you’ll have a lot of questions.”

If it was her forum account, Last Night’s Storm, Ling Xi would see that all her past posts were about secret longing and pouring out her emotions.

Wouldn’t Ling Xi wonder who those words were meant for?

Now Song Yi felt stuck.

If she told Ling Xi those words were all for her, how would she react?

“I’ll interrogate you properly later.” Ling Xi pinched Song Yi’s cheek.

“Could you two not flaunt your love like this?” Yun Fengzhi complained, visibly uncomfortable.

Ling Xi withdrew her hand. Noticing Yun Danhui hadn’t arrived yet, she decided to help Tan Nijun dig for gossip.

“You don’t have someone you like?”

Yun Fengzhi shrugged. “In my line of work, what kind of love life could I even have?”

“Because your colleagues are all alphas?” The moment she asked, Ling Xi realized her mistake, Yun Fengzhi was an omega, wasn’t she?

“No. I don’t care about secondary genders. But the job’s already hectic, with crazy hours and constant danger. If I got into a relationship and something happened to me one day, what would she do?”

Yun Fengzhi sighed, unusually solemn. “Or worse what if she and the civilians I’m rescuing are both in danger? What then?”

“So that’s how it is?” After hearing this, Ling Xi felt Tan Nijun’s chances were hopeless.

“About that person you?” Song Yi clearly knew something, frowning at Yun Fengzhi with a trace of concern in her eyes.

Yun Fengzhi shook her head. “It’s all in the past. But it’s better not to get emotionally involved.”

Ling Xi silently took note.

“What are you talking about? Did you finally get a boyfriend?” Yun Danhui arrived late, catching the tail end of the conversation as she glanced at her sister.

“Not me. They got together.” Yun Fengzhi gestured toward Ling Xi and Song Yi with her chin.

“It would’ve been strange if they didn’t,” Yun Danhui remarked casually.

Given how protective Song Yi had been of Ling Xi, even showing up at her doorstep to claim her, if Song Yi hadn’t succeeded, the only explanation would be that Ling Xi preferred same-sex relationships.

“Am I the only one who didn’t know you liked me when the whole world seemed to?” Ling Xi whispered to Song Yi.

Song Yi shot her a glance that clearly said, “You’re just realizing this now?”

Ling Xi mentally retreated into herself.

She had never been in a relationship before, and the first person she encountered in matters of love was a madman like Mu Jie.

The fact that she wasn’t resistant to the idea of romance at all was already a miracle.

How could she possibly be perceptive enough to notice someone else’s feelings for her?

“It’s fine. I was deliberately hiding it too,” Song Yi reassured her instead.

“My bad.”

Ling Xi held her hand, squeezing it gently, her irritation quickly fading.

Yun Danhui tuned out their affectionate display. “Your sister returned safely?”

“Yes? Thank you for providing her with the manpower.”

Yun Danhui waved it off. “I didn’t do much. The clues you gave, along with your recent efforts to lure Mu Jie out, have been a huge help in our investigation. Dinner’s on me today.”

“Can she be arrested soon?” Ling Xi didn’t argue with the term “lure.”

She was already calculating if it ever came to that, she might indeed resort to such methods.

“Difficult. We suspect she wasn’t directly involved in the Tiancan Organization’s experiments or planning. Without concrete evidence of her crimes, the most we can do is fine her for disturbing public order. She wouldn’t be detained for long,” Yun Danhui admitted.

“But if the Tiancan Organization collapses, you won’t have to worry about her causing trouble for you anymore.”

She glanced meaningfully at Song Yi. “By then, she’ll definitely help you take care of that problem.”

Ling Xi felt somewhat reassured.

At the table, Song Yi and Yun Danhui exchanged a few words about the turmoil between their families.

Ling Xi and Yun Fengzhi sat in silence.

When the topic shifted to Tan Nijun, Yun Fengzhi became more talkative.

“Does your friend give you two the same cold attitude?”

Ling Xi winced. “She’s a bit serious. She used to think Sister Song wasn’t a good person that she was deliberately getting close to me with ulterior motives.”

“How ridiculous. At most, Old Song just has a thing for you,” Yun Fengzhi said dismissively.

“If I’d known she suspected Song Yi, I would’ve! ”

Ling Xi fixed her with a stare. “Is there anything else about Song Yi you haven’t told me?”

Under Song Yi’s sidelong glance, Yun Fengzhi broke into a cold sweat.

“Nothing! I just meant I’d try to talk her out of it.”

Ling Xi didn’t notice and chuckled instead. “If you tried lecturing her, she’d probably scold you for gossiping during work hours, wouldn’t she?”

“You know her so well,” Yun Fengzhi said, on the verge of tears. “I was just checking my phone, and she had to call me out for it.”

As Ling Xi listened to her complaints, she discreetly updated their group chat with the latest intel.

[Does she really hate me that much?] Tan Nijun, who wasn’t working either, replied quickly.

“So you don’t like Tan Nijun?” Ling Xi asked on her behalf.

Yun Fengzhi was momentarily taken aback. “I wouldn’t say I dislike her, exactly.”

Song Yi overheard this snippet.

After dinner, when they got in the car, she wrapped her arms around Ling Xi’s and leaned against her.

“Sweetheart, are you helping Tan Nijun gather information about Yun Fengzhi?”

“Can’t hide anything from you.” Ling Xi relaxed. There was nothing she needed to keep from Song Yi.

“It’s obvious. And I saw you texting. Does Tan Nijun like Yun Fengzhi?”

Ling Xi nodded. “But I think Tan Nijun might be heading for heartbreak.”

Song Yi shook her head. “You’re just as slow when it comes to other people’s feelings. Sweetheart, Yun Fengzhi clearly hesitated at the end. I think Tan Nijun might have a chance.”

This was beyond Ling Xi’s understanding. “Really?”

“I am a bit slow. I didn’t even realize you liked me.” Ling Xi pouted and poked Song Yi’s cheek.

“When my friend liked my sister, I didn’t notice either. I only found out when she told me.”

“Does your sister know your friend likes her?” Song Yi suspected this obliviousness ran in the family, unrelated to Ling Xi’s past experiences.

After all, Song Yi guessed that before Mu Xie confessed, Ling Xi probably hadn’t noticed Mu Xie’s feelings either.

Otherwise, she would have avoided giving Mu Xie false hope.

“No. My friend is very reserved, and my sister still hasn’t noticed.” Ling Xi decided to ask Jiang Yuyang in their group chat.

Jiang Yuyang sent over her chat history with Ling Yue.

Ling Xi winced at what she saw.

From the time Ling Yue returned until now, they’d exchanged exactly two messages.

Both were from Ling Yue. Jiang Yuyang had only replied with stickers.

“I’m so glad I’m the first among my friends to get into a relationship.” Ling Xi marveled, showing Song Yi the chat.

“And the first to get married.” Song Yi didn’t comment further, simply kissing Ling Xi’s hand.

“Wife… sister.” Ling Xi grinned foolishly as she called Song Yi.

Song Yi stroked her cheek. “My sweet wife.”

“Meeting you was the best thing that ever happened to me.” Ling Xi buried her face in Song Yi’s hair.

Finding Song Yi was truly the greatest fortune of this lifetime.

“Meeting you is the luckiest thing that’s ever happened to me.” Song Yi sighed, wrapping her arms around Ling Xi’s head.

Without Ling Xi, she might still be that muddleheaded coward.

She needed Ling Xi. And she was grateful to Ling Xi.

For pulling her out of her darkest hour.

“What’s the plan tonight? That, or helping me with my drafts?”

Ling Xi didn’t yet understand what Song Yi was sighing about. But she was happy Song Yi loved her so much.

“Drafts. I have some things to deal with too.” Matters concerning Fu Youyou and Song Lian.

With the year-end approaching, she was determined to resolve these two major issues at the upcoming gathering.

“Then no mic for the stream today.”

Yet when Ling Xi went live, her viewership was nearly as high as yesterday’s peak.

Everyone was asking about that crazy “Mu Xie” from before.

Some even bluntly asked if it was an ex.

[No mic today] Ling Xi typed.

Her fans didn’t seem to care, bombarding her with gossip instead.

An ex confronting the current lover in a livestream was clearly the kind of drama everyone loved.

[No mic is fine, we understand] [Madam Yue must be exhausted, we get why you can’t speak]

The comments grew increasingly suggestive, forcing Ling Xi to clarify immediately.

[“She’s just busy! Busy! Not hoarse!”] Only now did Ling Xi realize how convenient it was to have the mic on.

The barrage comments were getting increasingly outrageous. [“Yue Da’s no good, can’t even make his wife lose her voice”]

Ling Xi angrily muted the person who sent that message for two minutes.

After sketching a few strokes, she couldn’t hold it in anymore when seeing fans tipping while gossiping, and stopped drawing altogether.

【Wood Chips Isn’t an Ex】She followed the fans’ way of addressing, not revealing Mu Xie’s real name.

【If not an ex, then what? She seems to know you well and absolutely hates your partner】

【She even said, “I’m the one who truly loves you”】

Ling Xi was speechless.

In terms of marriage, counting the time before rebirth, Mu Xie could indeed be considered an ex.

But Ling Xi had no feelings for Mu Xie whatsoever.

【She’s just a crazy person who couldn’t get what she wanted and tried to force it】 Ling Xi had to explain it this way.

Some viewers who couldn’t distinguish between reality and fiction left comments. 【Forced love? I’m here for it, shipping them!】

Song Yi had Ling Xi’s livestream playing on a split screen. When she looked up and saw this comment, she couldn’t take it anymore.

She stood up, picked Ling Xi up, and turned on her mic. “No shipping.”

Not just the viewer who posted the comment, even Ling Xi was stunned for a moment.

“That person did some really terrible things to your Moon. Even mentioning her is hurtful. Besides, Moon and I are already married, so stop shipping nonsense.” Song Yi only said this much.

After speaking, she turned off the mic and stood up.

Ling Xi, standing beside her, casually hugged her and kissed her cheek. “Is this you being protective?”

“I just can’t stand them shipping random pairings. We’re already married, and they’re still talking nonsense. Besides, forced love in real life isn’t exciting, it’s just bullying and harm.”

“Mhm. Thank you.”

By the time Ling Xi sat back in front of the screen, her fans were already calling out the person who had shipped them earlier.

After that, Ling Xi didn’t answer any more questions related to Mu Xie.

Unbeknownst to her, Mu Xie, staying at the Song family’s old residence, had been listening the entire time with headphones on.

When she heard Song Yi speak, she gritted her teeth in anger.

It was rare for someone to think she and Ling Xi were a good match, yet Song Yi’s possessiveness was so strong that she even controlled what the audience could enjoy.

As for Song Yi’s comments about “forced love,” Mu Xie didn’t take them to heart at all.

If you want something, you should obtain it by any means necessary.

This was one of the few lessons Mu Xunzhi had imparted to Mu Xie.

Mu Xie had remembered it for two lifetimes and still believed it to this day.

Two days later, the money Mu Xie had previously tipped Ling Xi, minus the platform’s fees, was returned to her account.

Mu Xie stared at the numbers, feeling utterly dejected.

Ling Xi wouldn’t even accept her tips anymore.

In the previous life, Ling Xi had lived in her house, eaten her food, and used her things.

Mu Xie truly regretted not taking Ling Xi away directly on the day of their engagement after being reborn.

Beyond that, even now, she still didn’t understand what she had done wrong to end up watching helplessly as Ling Xi fell for someone else.

She was the one who came first.

Time rewinds to Saturday.

Ling Xi went to discuss their mother with Ling Yue, while Song Yi took the opportunity to work overtime so she could take Ling Xi to meet her cousin, who had helped them a lot the next day.

Ling Xi took a car back to her own home.

Ling Yue opened the door for her, with lunch, snacks, and a drama ready to play in the background while they talked.

“Sis, it’s been so long, and you’re still this thoughtful.” Ling Xi smiled and gave Ling Yue a little back rub.

“It’s only been two or three months. About the same as when Mom goes on a business trip.” Ling Yue was puzzled.

Only then did Ling Xi snap back to reality. Time had only been cruel to her.

“It just feels like I haven’t seen you in forever.”

Ling Yue rolled her eyes at her. “If you really missed me, why did you run off the moment your wife beckoned? Not coming home is one thing, but you couldn’t even spare me more time?”

“I was newly married.” Ling Xi scratched her cheek sheepishly.

“And I was in a hurry to go back and confess to her that day.”

“So soon? Did it go well?”

Ling Xi nodded like a chick pecking at rice. “Sister Song said we could hold the wedding around next April. What do you think?”

Ling Yue waved her hand dismissively. “Fine by me. It’s good enough that you found someone you love. But if Mom gets out, she might give Song Yi a hard time, don’t you think?”

“And there’s Mommy. After you left that day, I called someone to check on her. They said Mommy showed signs of responding to external stimuli, she might wake up soon.” Ling Yue pondered for a moment. Her sister’s wedding might just turn into quite the spectacle.

“Your wife will have her hands full then.”

Ling Xi didn’t seem bothered. “Sister Song is so wonderful. How could Mommy and Mom possibly disapprove? They’d love her too.”

“Let’s get to the point. Sis, you know Ling Xi, right?” Ling Xi pulled Ling Yue down to sit facing her, her expression serious.

Ling Yue stared at her.

Ling Xi met her gaze. “Sis. I’m not a child anymore—I’m married. Shouldn’t you tell me what’s going on?”

“Including your accident, the connection between the Tiancan Organization and your work…” These were all Ling Xi’s speculations.

Ling Yue remained unmoved, seemingly unwilling to speak. She picked up her teacup and took small sips.

“And there’s something I need to tell you too. About, my rebirth.” Ling Xi had no choice but to play her trump card.

The teacup slipped from Ling Yue’s hand and clattered onto the table.

“Explain everything.” No wonder Ling Yue had felt something different about her sister including her awareness of their reunion.

Ling Xi sighed and briefly recounted her past life.

“Ling Xi and I were university classmates, though in different years. She was my senior in the student council. We weren’t particularly close, so I don’t know what she saw in me. But after her failed confession, she started a series of.”

Ling Yue grabbed Ling Xi’s hand.

Ling Xi shook her head. “In short, it was vile. She threatened my friends, so I cut ties with them. Then she used you and Mom to threaten me, Mom ended up in prison, and you were transferred to Africa. So I gave in. I couldn’t fight her. I married her.”

“After the wedding, she never touched me, but she often released pheromones when we were alone. I thought she was an A-rank omega, but after investigating in this life, she’s likely a Tiancan. She extracted my pheromones and injected me with some kind of drug.”

“I sought help from people who had inquired about the Gamma Serum in my past life. I thought they were the ones who helped me, but it turned out to be Song Yi never mind that. But they were all family members of victims from the M37S01 incident. Including Sister Song, her mother was probably also killed by the Tiancan Organization.”

“Sis. After thinking it over, the timing of your accident was suspicious, and the fact that Ling Xi had the means to control you is the strangest part. The only explanation I can think of is that you might also be connected to the Tiancan Organization.” Ling Xi sighed again.

“I’ve told you everything. Can you please not keep me in the dark anymore?”

After a long silence, Ling Yue also let out a sigh.

“Little sis, that’s a lot to take in. But Mom’s situation shouldn’t have anything to do with that Mu Xie person. I was suddenly laid off by the company too. The only reason I know Mu Xie is because she’s the daughter of the chairman at Mom’s former company.”

“You’ve been through so much. What happened in your past life.” Ling Yue didn’t doubt Ling Xi’s words.

“It’s all in the past now. At least in this life I wasn’t caught by her, thanks to Sister Song.”

“No wonder you like her so much.” Ling Yue forced a small smile.

“She’s really great.”

“Both our mom and mama were biochemistry PhDs, so their work inevitably involved pheromone-related matters. I don’t know the specifics as well as they do. But I do know mama resigned because of issues related to congenital defects, medications, and pheromone levels.”

“Remember how she moved us after resigning? That was when you were thirteen.”

Ling Xi frowned, straining her memory before finally recalling the incident.

“I thought we moved to get a bigger house.”

Ling Yue patted her head. “You were just a kid then. I wasn’t working yet either. They wouldn’t have told me everything.”

Something felt off to Ling Xi, but she nodded anyway.

“Mom’s case was definitely a wrongful conviction. In my past life, I gathered some information myself, and Sister Song shared the case files and her findings with me. I’ve compiled everything here. Sis,  do you think we could try to overturn her conviction?”

After Song Yi confessed to investigating Ling Xi’s family, she shared all the information she’d found.

Ling Xi combined Song Yi’s discoveries with what she’d learned in her past life to create a document.

Ling Yue took it, visibly surprised.

She and their mother might still be treating Ling Xi like a baby needing protection.

But without realizing it, Ling Xi had grown capable enough to handle things independently.

Ling Xi frowned. She knew Song Yi didn’t get along with her father, but not the details.

The news was quite old, and the Song Yi in the photo looked very different from now.

Yet the gaunt appearance struck Ling Xi as oddly familiar.

When she tried clicking for more details, the site redirected to a shady adult page instead.

Ling Xi quickly deleted the webpage.

Meanwhile, He Qingmo and the others finally found a blurry photo.

“That figure, that aura. Even with the blurred face, you can tell she’s stunning. You lucky thing, Xi!”

“Making me pine for so long, planning to keep me hooked before finally settling down as wives.”

Song Yi lay back down. “If my little darling really wants to, I wouldn’t object.”

“You’ve liked me for a long time?” Ling Xi fixated on Song Yi’s first remark.

Song Yi glanced at her. “Guess?”

“Sister~” Ling Xi draped herself over Song Yi’s chest. “How did you fall for me?”

It couldn’t have been love at first sight, right?

“Figure it out yourself. Not telling.” Song Yi tapped her head.

This topic always annoyed Song Yi.

As if she’d explain properly, she’d be doing well not to bite Ling Xi in frustration.

“Sister Song~” Ling Xi gazed at her pleadingly.

“Who knew audiences love hearing me flirt and show off with my wife.”

Ling Yue couldn’t help but giggle. “I heard everything. You really come across as a bit domineeringly cute Alpha in front of Song Yi.”

Hearing this term, Ling Xi’s face instantly flushed red. “No way, sis, you actually watched that stream?”

“Of course? Do you have any idea how viral that was? Your stream clips have already surpassed a million views.”

Ling Yue pulled out her phone, did a quick search, and showed her the top video.

“See?”

Ling Xi’s eyes widened in shock.

“What  is this?”

“You didn’t know? Don’t you ever search yourself online?” Ling Yue had assumed her sister was already familiar with this.

“Never! I thought I was completely obscure. Oh my god, this sudden windfall. I should’ve been the one uploading my own stream archives!”

Ling Xi wailed over losing out on thousands in potential earnings.

Ling Yue tsked in amazement. “Don’t worry, this windfall flowed right to your sister. I’m the one who uploaded this video.”

Ling Xi immediately calmed down. “Oh good. Keep the profits in the family.”

“So sis, since you’re getting into streaming, have you considered finding someone to create a CP with?”

Ling Yue studied her sister seriously for a few seconds before shaking her head.

“I think I’ll just stick to being your clip editor, posting your daily moments with Song Yi.”

She slung an arm around her sister’s shoulders. “My future prosperity rests on you now. Go get ’em, little Xi.”

Ling Xi slowly typed out a question mark in the air.

“Don’t you want to fall in love?” After a long pause, Ling Xi swallowed her frustration and turned back to speak.

“Honestly? I do. But no one likes me that way.” Ling Yue sprawled on the couch, completely relaxed.

Ling Xi turned to look at her.

“What?” Ling Yue sensed something odd about her sister’s expression.

“Sis, your obliviousness about romance is exactly like mine. We really are sisters.”

Jiang Yuyang had liked Ling Yue for three to five years now, and she genuinely hadn’t noticed at all.

[Good luck, my friend] Ling Xi sent Jiang Yuyang this cryptic message out of the blue.

Before dinner, Song Yi called.

Ling Xi obediently packed her things, ready to follow her wife home.

Ling Yue nibbled on pastries while occasionally handing items to Ling Xi.

At the doorway, Ling Xi suddenly turned back.

“Sis. I know there’s still a lot you haven’t told me. Maybe you’re trying to protect me, but at this point, I don’t think I can stay uninvolved.”

“I won’t force you to talk. But sis. Counting my past life, I’m already 26 or 27. Not a child anymore. I hope you’ll reconsider and tell me everything you know. Okay?”