The Alpha Who Played Me Has Re-Differentiated Into a Delicate Omega - Chapter 6

Lifting her gaze, Jiao Jin looked at the trembling pupils before her. This person was clearly shy, yet how could she ask such a question twice in a row?

Jiao Jin’s voice turned cold, her gaze piercing. “What answer are you looking for? That we have, or we haven’t?”

“I…”

The offensive was instantly reversed, and Cui Yu fell into a state of passivity. Being watched by such a sharp gaze made her heart race and her thoughts scramble, she had no idea how to respond.

“Then I’ll tell you the truth. We’ve done it. Many times. Are you satisfied now?”

Jiao Jin even knew this woman’s measurements like the back of her hand. Though she didn’t know if they had changed over the past three years, it likely wasn’t by much. After buying the daily necessities, Jiao Jin wrote down the pickup code. “They’ll arrive in half an hour. Get them yourself. I’m going to work.”

The fingertips handing over the paper were long and slender. Just looking at them made Cui Yu blush. Once she thought about how they had shared the most intimate of acts, a shiver ran through her. As she took the paper, her skin accidentally brushed against Jiao Jin’s warmth. Her hand shook so violently that the paper slipped and fell.

She hurried to bend down and pick it up, but upon looking up, she saw the deep, quiet depths of Jiao Jin’s eyes, as if a dangerous undercurrent was surging within. Cui Yu waved her hands helplessly. “I… I didn’t do it on purpose.”

Memories still lingered in Jiao Jin’s mind, this woman looking down at her as if she were the lowliest ant, banknotes scattered across the floor. Even though the woman was a few centimeters shorter than her, her voice had been incredibly arrogant: “Don’t you love money the most? Why aren’t you picking it up?”

Suppressing her inner emotions, Jiao Jin closed her eyes. All the turbulence vanished into a cold calm. She said in a frigid tone, “It doesn’t matter if it was on purpose or not. Fine. I’m going to work.”

She was even stingy with a “goodbye.” Cui Yu watched the tall figure turn and leave without a hint of lingering attachment.

Suddenly, only one person remained in the room. A sense of unease filled the surroundings. Before Cui Yu could even try to make her stay, she lost the courage to be alone. She found a corner of the wall and squatted down, burying her head in her knees, not even daring to get up to turn off the light.

After leaving, Jiao Jin went straight to the Quick Transmigration Bureau. She had heard that today, the second place point holder was challenging the first place holder. They needed a manager to act as a witness, and as it happened, Jiao Jin who had been buried in work lately, was that manager.

“Zhu Yu, have you two set the stakes for the bet?”

The sexy and bright Alpha blinked and looked toward the slightly cold Alpha beside her, Yu Xi. “Mhm. We even signed the contract. Manager Jiao just needs to press her fingerprint here, and the agreement becomes effective.”

“Okay.”

Seeing that Yu Xi remained silent, Jiao Jin teased as she pressed her fingerprint, “Why does our number one look like she’s being forced into a life of shame?”

“There was no coercion. I’m doing this voluntarily.”

“I get it. For the points, right?”

Instead, it was Zhu Yu, the one outside the immediate topic who chimed in. She smiled seductively, seemingly completely unbothered.

Jiao Jin glanced at the contract. Being good friends with Zhu Yu, she knew her feelings toward Yu Xi were ambiguous. Jiao Jin interpreted it through the lens of “shipping” them, the two would enter a world based on a “Scum Alpha Reformation” story. One would play the Scum Alpha, and the other would play the female lead’s official love interest. The goal was to see who could make the female lead fall in love with them.

Simply put, it was an Alpha competition, a battle of charm and task execution ability.

Thinking that the coming days would be interesting, Jiao Jin decided this live-streamed competition would be her daily must-watch. She left the Quick Transmigration Bureau with a smile and headed to the Detention Bureau.

She wanted to check the suspect’s statement, but her subordinates informed her that he had already committed suicide by taking poison. Jiao Jin’s sharp, heroic brows furrowed instantly, she felt things weren’t that simple.

“So, has the suspect’s identity been verified?”

“Yes. It’s Cui Yu’s former fiancé, Xu Jing.”

This name wasn’t unfamiliar to her. He was the “gentle and virtuous” Omega fiancé that Cui Yu had boasted about everywhere after her breakup with Jiao Jin.

Jiao Jin felt no emotional ripple regarding Xu Jing’s death. She reviewed the surveillance footage from the past few days. It was indeed this man who had kidnapped the unconscious Cui Yu. The crime was established, but since he was dead, Jiao Jin put the files down. “Follow up with the remaining investigation. I have other work.”

She returned to her apartment with a cold expression. After a busy day, the sky had already darkened. However, she noticed that the items she thought would have been brought inside were still sitting at the door, a large bag, looking lonely.

She scanned her fingerprint to open the door and carried the bag inside, puzzled. She found the cold LED lights in the living room and bedroom were still on. It was strange. She walked in, only to find that Cui Yu who was supposed to be sleeping in bed, was leaning against a corner of the door, curled into a tiny ball. She hadn’t expected a person over 1.7 meters tall to be able to huddle like that, she looked incredibly cramped.

Jiao Jin stepped forward and patted her shoulder, her tone finally losing some of its chill. “Hey, Cui Yu, why are you sleeping here?”

“Hey?”

There was no response after several calls. Only then did she feel a sense of tension. She reached out to touch Cui Yu’s delicate forehead; as expected, it was burning hot. The woman had a fever.

She still couldn’t understand why the woman would huddle in a corner until nightfall and fall asleep like that. Suppressing her anger, Jiao Jin moved the woman to the bed, then used cold water to soak a towel, carefully wiping the abnormally hot face and neck.

Following her movements, the buttons of the loose hospital gown were undone. Perhaps in the past, she would have had other thoughts, but now, facing a woman she loathed who also happened to be a sick, albeit sexy, woman, she truly felt no lust.

After several rounds of wiping, Cui Yu’s temperature finally began to drop. There was fever medicine at home. Jiao Jin pried open her jaw somewhat roughly and fed her the medicine. Afterward, she stood aside with her arms crossed, still unable to fathom why this person had huddled in a corner.

Losing her memory shouldn’t have made her lose her IQ too, right?

It seemed her throat was narrow, as she choked on the fever medicine. Cui Yu coughed violently and opened her eyes, which were filled with physiological tears. Her gaze shimmered with a watery light, making her look pitiable, fragile, and easily bullied.

Seeing her finally wake up, there was no joy on Jiao Jin’s face. Suppressing her urge to scold, she said, “Cui Yu, tell me, why were you huddled in the corner? No one was coming to kidnap you. Does being sick feel good?”

“Cough… cough cough…”

She finally managed to swallow the medicine stuck in her throat. The tears increased, whether from pain or grievance. Cui Yu’s sobbing voice was no longer hidden, fragile and brittle. “I… I was scared. Without you here, I was so scared.”