The Blind Alpha Coveted by the Frail Beauty Omega - Chapter 18

It was as if she were acting spoiled toward Mi Ruian.

Wei Jiangxue’s brain short-circuited—she had kissed Mi Ruian?

Ignoring the notification sound for the completed mission, Wei Jiangxue desperately tried to recall what had happened just a moment ago. She discovered, to her sorrow, that she had indeed kissed Mi Ruian, even if it was just an accident.

Not only that, but both her and Mi Ruian’s lips were likely cut; otherwise, she wouldn’t have tasted the metallic tang of blood when she licked her lips. At the thought of this, Wei Jiangxue’s face began to burn.

When Mi Ruian looked up and saw Wei Jiangxue licking the blood off her lips with a dazed expression, she felt a rush of blood go straight to her brain. She let out a startled cry and, without thinking, pushed Wei Jiangxue aside.

“What are you doing?”

But the contact had already been made. The faint scent of freesia lingered around Mi Ruian, refusing to dissipate, even subtly tempting her to move closer to Wei Jiangxue.

Does this Alpha really know what she’s doing?

Does Wei Jiangxue not even know how to control her Alpha pheromones? It was like this before, and it’s like this now. Why doesn’t an Alpha wear a suppression bracelet properly? Who is she trying to let smell these pheromones by releasing them like this? Is she just indiscriminately broadcasting her charm? Or is she trying to get her roommate to smell them?

What a shameless, rude idiot!

Countless chaotic thoughts surfaced, giving Mi Ruian a splitting headache. Meanwhile, the culprit stood frozen in place, looking as though she were the innocent one.

“I’m sorry! I…” Wei Jiangxue didn’t understand what was wrong with Mi Ruian and was about to apologize.

However, a great force yanked Wei Jiangxue up from the floor, dragging her stumbling toward a certain direction. Wei Jiangxue could feel how much strength was in the hand Mi Ruian used to grab her arm; her fingers were practically crushing her flesh and bone.

It’s over—she just kissed Mi Ruian, and Mi Ruian seemed truly furious now. Was she going to throw her out of her bedroom?

In those brief ten or so seconds, Wei Jiangxue kept wondering how Mi Ruian might punish her. Her shin accidentally struck the living room sofa, causing a sharp pain, but she let out only a muffled groan and endured it. Mi Ruian was clearly in a fit of rage and didn’t notice Wei Jiangxue’s discomfort.

But none of the bad outcomes Wei Jiangxue anticipated happened. She wasn’t thrown out of the low-rent apartment, she wasn’t beaten, and she wasn’t even scolded. Mi Ruian simply dragged her back to Wei Jiangxue’s own bedroom and left without a word.

Wei Jiangxue froze, blinking blankly, the words she wanted to say frightened back into her throat by the slamming door.

Was that it? The protagonist wasn’t going to do anything to get back at her?

But it seemed normal. Mi Ruian was currently hired as Wei Jiangxue’s stylist. Since the employer pays the employee, Mi Ruian naturally wouldn’t want to offend her. Even if she was angry, she couldn’t take her frustration out on Wei Jiangxue.

Wei Jiangxue rubbed her aching arm, thinking this was likely Mi Ruian’s way of protesting. She shook her head and felt around for her things, sitting down in her usual livestreaming corner.

In the living room just one door away, Mi Ruian leaned against the wall as if all her strength had left her.

The moment she and Wei Jiangxue kissed, the expected disgust and rejection didn’t appear. Instead, they were replaced by a more complex, surging wave of unfamiliar passion. The sting on her lips and the taste of blood were like a key, unexpectedly opening a gate she had kept tightly shut.

What is wrong with me? Mi Ruian looked dazed at her open bedroom door. That was the place where she and Wei Jiangxue had shared an accidental kiss.

Mi Ruian thought she should be furious, nauseated, or repulsed… but those emotions didn’t surface. She even felt a sense of self-loathing for the secret joy that had initially welled up inside her.

If Wei Jiangxue truly were an Alpha with a high compatibility rate with her, then that hidden happiness was merely a product of hormonal manipulation. If that Alpha didn’t have such a beautiful voice or such a pretty face… Mi Ruian was convinced she wouldn’t spare her a second glance.

Yet, a voice deep inside told her that wasn’t the case.

If it’s not that, then what is it? Mi Ruian’s gaze was vacant. Her fingertips lightly brushed against her torn lip. This spot had touched another pair of lips that were always drawing her attention. She had actually noticed Wei Jiangxue long ago—from the very first day she arrived at this cheap, shabby rental, even before she realized she didn’t find Wei Jiangxue’s pheromones repulsive.

Back then, what was she thinking when she saw Wei Jiangxue?

Mi Ruian’s tongue flicked over her lips. She seemed to recall thinking—Oh, the new roommate’s mouth looks very kissable.

So, had Wei Jiangxue been different from the very beginning? Where did this abnormality stem from?

Linyue City, Mi Group Top Floor

The smart curtains closed silently, filtering the harsh sunlight into a hazy glow that fell in spots upon the heavy, carved wooden executive desk, illuminating a stack of photos right in the center.

“So, the person you’ve been chasing all over the place, failing to catch a single trace of, is hiding right here in Linyue City?”

A raspy, unpleasant voice broke the silence of the office. The person sitting behind the desk looked up, staring at the subordinate reporting to him.

“President Mi, we will definitely find Miss Mi Ruian this time.” The subordinate bowed his head, cold sweat beads forming on his forehead and soaking into his sideburns.

“Hmph. Considering you’ve followed me for so many years, I’ll give you one more chance.” The man addressed as President Mi was a gaunt, middle-aged man. He was sunk into a large leather armchair, his eyes cold and predatory.

If Wei Jiangxue were here, she would have learned from 233 that this was Mi Ruian’s uncle, Mi Feng—the antagonist of this world.

At this moment, all of Mi Feng’s attention was drawn to the photos spread out on the desk. The images captured the commotion that had occurred at the SKY Mall recently—an Alpha’s pheromones going out of control, nearly marking a passing Omega.

In the photos were Wei Jiangxue, who had stepped in to help the Omega, and Mi Ruian beside her, wearing a hat and dressed inconspicuously, yet still captured partially by the lens.

Even the most careful person makes mistakes. Mi Ruian had hidden well, leading Mi Feng to believe she might have fled overseas. But as it turned out, the most dangerous place was the safest; Mi Ruian was actually hiding right in Linyue City. If someone hadn’t photographed that Alpha incident at the SKY Mall, Mi Feng estimated he would have continued to be played by the girl for quite some time.

Mi Feng’s withered fingers moved slowly across the photos, finally pressing down hard on the blind woman whose arm Mi Ruian was clutching tightly. This time, he didn’t even bother to speak.

The subordinate understood immediately and nodded again in guarantee: “Understood! We will investigate this person’s relationship with Miss Mi Ruian.”

Wei Jiangxue’s world was ending—her regular benefactor, Mi, hadn’t shown up for her entire livestream!

Furthermore, all the messages Wei Jiangxue sent had disappeared into a void. Usually, Mi would reply within an hour, but four hours had passed since the livestream started and ended, and she hadn’t sent a single word back.

Wei Jiangxue was a bit worried about Mi’s safety because this was truly unusual. Only yesterday, they had said goodnight to each other. Mi had even praised her singing and hoped she would sing more ballads next time. There was no reason for her to ignore her today. Could something have happened in her real life?

Thinking of how Mi threw money around in the livestream, Wei Jiangxue felt her guess might be spot on. She’d heard that extremely wealthy people had to carry bodyguards because of the countless dangers surrounding them. Mi must be like that, right? After all, what kind of family could support her spending millions or tens of millions on a single streamer? It had to be someone from the top tier of society.

Wei Jiangxue’s brain, which was busy drafting a long message, suddenly stalled. If that was the case, was Mi not contacting her because she wanted to cut ties?

But having known each other for so long, and with Mi being her first big client, their conversations were always appropriate—like ordinary friends. Wei Jiangxue found it hard not to care about her. So, after much thought, she sent her usual long message of concern and recorded an exclusive singing video for her.

If Mi still didn’t reply after a week, the intention would be clear. Then, Wei Jiangxue would try to reduce the frequency of her contact, only sending occasional messages of concern.

The phone screen lit up.

Mi Ruian leaned back in her chair and caught sight of it. She reached out and unlocked it. It was another long wall of text from Wei Jiangxue’s streamer account. Using this method to maintain clients seemed very popular in the streaming industry.

With a quick glance, words like “I am your little darling” and “I miss you” floated before Mi Ruian’s eyes. Her fingers curled slightly as she suppressed the urge to reply.

No, I haven’t figured out why Wei Jiangxue is so special yet, making me break my rules repeatedly. Until she understood it completely, she wouldn’t respond to Wei Jiangxue’s messages.

She had told herself this several times tonight. Mi Ruian stared at the screen, and in the end, her fingers moved to send a transfer of funds to Wei Jiangxue. Then she turned off the phone—out of sight, out of mind.

However, only a few minutes after she turned off her phone, she heard a series of clatters and bangs coming from Wei Jiangxue’s room, accompanied by the girl’s startled cry.

She immediately got up to check. Wei Jiangxue happened to be opening her door.

Wei Jiangxue had already taken off the dress she wore for the livestream and changed into more comfortable loungewear. She was hurriedly clutching her quilt, one corner of which was dragging on the floor.

Mi Ruian’s eyelids twitched. she stepped forward and scooped up the quilt. “Give it to me.”

She believed her tone was cold enough that it didn’t seem like she was rushing to help, so Wei Jiangxue wouldn’t misunderstand and think they had reconciled.

Wei Jiangxue’s eyelashes fluttered. “The ceiling in my room is leaking…”

The person saying this didn’t realize how pitiful she looked at that moment—her eyes were misty and unfocused, her cherry-pink lips were bitten by her teeth, leaving white marks on the edges. With nowhere to go, she looked incredibly aggrieved.

It was as if she were acting spoiled toward Mi Ruian.