The Aloof Beta Transmigrated as the Pretty Wife [Transmigration] - Chapter 10

Su Ren pushed open the breakroom door and turned to leave immediately. Although his legs felt weak, his pace was urgent.

He had finally completed the task. Now, all he wanted was to shake off Xie Chouqiu and end this brief, awkward partnership. Yesterday, he had booked an appointment with a top-tier tattoo artist. Their schedule was packed, and he only managed to squeeze in today after paying an extra fee. Now, after being delayed by Xie Chouqiu, he was running late.

When Su Ren had gotten out of bed yesterday, he discovered the character for “Qiu” tattooed on his inner thigh. It disgusted him to no end. According to the plot of the novel The Pampered O, this tattoo would soon become a weapon for Xie Chouqiu to humiliate him. This was why Su Ren intended to get rid of it as quickly as possible.

Along the way, the loli voice in his head was anxious and noisy. “Ahhh! How did I end up with such a rebellious host? You already collapsed the ‘miserable submissive’ persona in the first chapter, and completing that task was pure luck. Your second task is to have your husband kiss your thigh. If you wash it off now, how is he supposed to kiss it?!”

Su Ren’s handsome face remained cold. “How? He can kneel to do it.”

Song Di felt like fainting. “I’ll tell you the truth, unless that tattoo disappears on its own, you can’t wash it off! If the task isn’t completed, you won’t be able to return to the real world!”

Su Ren ignored it.

When he finally arrived at the studio, Su Ren discovered that the top-tier tattoo artist was actually… Zheng Keli. The loli voice in his head urged him to turn back, but Su Ren only spared the boy a single glance before walking straight in and putting down his bag.

Zheng Keli hesitated, picking up his tools. “You actually want me to do this?”

Su Ren gave him a look over. “I heard your technique is the best.”

“Aren’t you afraid I’ll hurt you on purpose?” Zheng Keli asked.

“I’ll pay extra,” Su Ren replied.

“Oh, well…”

“You’re working while going to school, so you must need the money,” Su Ren’s voice was flat. “Don’t worry. As long as you do a good job, Xie Chouqiu won’t find out. He and I are parting ways very soon.”

Zheng Keli closed his eyes, recalling the scene from Chapter 2 of the novel. Su Ren was supposed to flaunt the tattoo in front of him, turning the tattoo parlor into a “rivalry” scene. Just as Zheng Keli was meant to be moved to tears by Su Ren’s provocation, Xie Chouqiu would arrive just in time to catch Su Ren in the act, and the three of them would engage in a messy confrontation.

To be honest, Zheng Keli was already used to these classic “Poetry Market” plots and didn’t find them exciting. He had played out similar scenes many times before.

But… had the plot deviated? Why was Su Ren asking him to remove the tattoo? This unique way of showing off was certainly unconventional.

However, Zheng Keli then reconsidered. Perhaps these two just played by different rules. For instance, the incident last night involving the late-night delivery of a condom and divorce papers had already left him stunned.

Just as Zheng Keli was at a loss for how to play out this script, Xie Chouqiu pushed the door open and entered.

The scene was set: a simple small bed, one slightly disheveled Xie Chouqiu, one confused Zheng Keli, and one embarrassed Su Ren. Everything was ready. All that was missing was for Xie Chouqiu to lose his pants.

Zheng Keli remembered the script. At this point, Xie Chouqiu should glance at Su Ren’s tattoo and then walk toward him. Xie Chouqiu would intimately wrap an arm around his waist, give him a long kiss in front of his wife, and then say to his teary-eyed, beautiful spouse, “To compete with a mistress for me, Su Ren, you really do love me.”

Standing between Su Ren’s legs, Zheng Keli closed his eyes with a bit of bashfulness. After all, it had been a long time since he had been kissed by such a handsome mission target. He usually wanted to ask for hazard pay after kissing the less attractive ones, but for someone like Xie Chouqiu, who looked like he was sculpted by Nüwa for seven days and nights, Zheng Keli felt he could do it for free.

However, just as he closed his eyes and tilted his head back, longing for the kiss, Xie Chouqiu didn’t say a word and simply yanked him away!

Xie Chouqiu stared at Su Ren with burning eyes, looking both angry and pitiful, like a man who had been betrayed. The next moment, Xie Chouqiu fiercely pressed Su Ren’s thighs together and shouted angrily, “You’re seducing my cheating partner? Su Ren, how dare you?!”

Zheng Keli: “???”

Su Ren: “…”

It wasn’t just Zheng Keli, Su Ren’s elegant eyebrows also froze. He had already prepared his insults, but Xie Chouqiu hadn’t followed the script at all.

In this room, perhaps no one knew what kind of mental circuit was running in Xie Chouqiu’s subconscious to turn a “Mistress vs. Wife” Omega rivalry into an Alpha-style competition between an Enigma and an Omega.

Then, Xie Chouqiu lived up to expectations by uttering more nonsense. “Am I not good enough?”

“What?” Su Ren asked.

Seeing his confusion, Xie Chouqiu gripped the base of Su Ren’s thigh and said competitively, “I am strong and fit, I suit you better than anyone else.”

Su Ren sneered. “Strong and fit? So what? Do I need to remind you that your brain’s reaction speed is currently that of a ninety year old?”

Xie Chouqiu retorted seriously, “I know how to use a smartphone.”

Su Ren added, “But I like smart people.”

Xie Chouqiu continued his defense, “I know to run home when it rains.”

Su Ren:  He had no comeback for that.

The longer Zheng Keli watched, the more he felt his name should be changed to “Truly Ridiculous.” In less than twenty-four hours, as the “mistress,” he had watched these two perform a domestic sitcom twice. They were the family drama, and he was the comedy act.

Zheng Keli threw down his tools and shut the door behind him. “You guys talk, I can’t remove this tattoo.”

With the door closed, Su Ren and Xie Chouqiu stared at each other. At this moment, Su Ren’s legs were still bare, which was quite awkward, yet Xie Chouqiu’s fingers remained pressed against the soft skin of his leg.

Xie Chouqiu’s angry expression showed no sign of faking or acting. He radiated a sour, lemon-scented jealousy, looking at Su Ren with burning eyes. His beautiful, misty blue eyes were filled with a helpless rage. He looked like a ill-tempered, rather foolish puppy.

He also looked like the Xie Chouqiu of his youth.

Su Ren blinked expressionlessly and, as if training a dog, reached out to pat Xie Chouqiu’s head. He stroked it once, then again.

At this moment, Su Ren sat with his legs apart, looking down. Xie Chouqiu looked up, his gaze locked onto Su Ren. They stared at each other for a long time.

Just as a thick, inseparable atmosphere of ambiguity swirled between them, Xie Chouqiu followed the novel’s writing and suddenly pinned Su Ren to the bed. His hot breath brushed against the site of the tattoo, close to that red and swollen “Qiu” character.

First, he sniffed it. It was fragrant. Then, he licked it. It was sweet. Finally, he kissed it. It was soft.

Xie Chouqiu looked up, his expression mirroring his younger self, his gaze paranoid and his voice cold. “No cheating, you are mine.”

The kiss had come so suddenly that the system notification for the completed task also rang out abruptly. “Su Ren has completed Task 2: To be kissed on the inner thigh!”

Su Ren couldn’t control his flustered heart or his racing pulse. He struggled to get up and pushed Xie Chouqiu away. His beautiful eyes watched Xie Chouqiu silently, his gaze as cold as still water.

That sentence Xie Chouqiu just said… it wasn’t in the script either.

Su Ren’s gaze dimmed, and his face gradually regained its composure. After a long while, he asked indifferently, “Oh, you want me. Then what about Liu Xi? You don’t want them anymore?”

At the mention of that name, the lingering ambiguity froze. Xie Chouqiu was stunned, and his expression turned instantly cold.

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