The Cannon Fodder Crazy Beauty Has Awakened [Quick Transmigration] - Chapter 13

Jiang Mengyu, this pervert!

Chi Jingyan couldn’t quite articulate what she wanted.

She had never experienced anything like this before.

Logically, she should feel repulsed, yet as she looked at Jiang Mengyu before her, Chi Jingyan couldn’t help but recall the sensation from earlier.

Jiang Mengyu’s pheromones had coursed through her body, leaving her utterly powerless, yet at the same time, they had effectively suppressed the turbulent restlessness within her.

Chi Jingyan had never marked another Omega before, so she didn’t know whether being soothed by an Omega’s pheromones would feel the same. All she knew was that, right now, she actually wanted Jiang Mengyu’s pheromones.

This was insane!

Chi Jingyan irritably shut her eyes. Why was this happening?

Jiang Mengyu clearly wasn’t an Omega…

She clenched her fists, biting down hard on her lips, refusing to let Jiang Mengyu see her desire and vulnerability.

How could she entertain such absurd, even self-degrading thoughts?

Jiang Mengyu hadn’t yet noticed Chi Jingyan’s unusual state. She was mentally reviewing common knowledge about an Alpha’s estrus cycle.

Generally, an Alpha’s estrus cycle lasted 5-7 days. During this time, they required continuous soothing from an Omega’s pheromones to stabilize and endure the period.

The higher the compatibility with an Omega, the quicker the Alpha would calm down.

While suppressants could achieve a similar effect, the process was often painful, and their efficacy would gradually diminish with repeated use.

The original text had mentioned that Chi Jingyan’s situation was somewhat special her body had a resistance to suppressants. This meant she had to inject higher doses than other Alphas to barely make it through her estrus cycle.

That was why, after being drugged, Chi Jingyan’s estrus had surged violently, nearly spiraling out of control.

At that time, Chu Muyao had coincidentally been present. Her compatibility with Chi Jingyan was an astonishing 95%, making them practically a match made in heaven.

Chi Jingyan had given Chu Muyao a temporary mark, which allowed her to expel the excess pheromones in her body.

But now, without Chu Muyao, how would Chi Jingyan get through this estrus cycle?

Jiang Mengyu opened her eyes and subtly glanced at Chi Jingyan beside her. The other woman was feigning sleep with her eyes closed, her cheeks slightly flushed, but otherwise showing no signs of abnormality.

This slightly altered Jiang Mengyu’s opinion of Chi Jingyan. Though arrogant and self-important, she was far more resilient than most.

The original novel had described an Alpha’s estrus as akin to drug withdrawal like thousands of ants gnawing at their flesh, stripping away all reason.

For Chi Jingyan to endure such agony without succumbing to desire was already impressive.

Unaware of Jiang Mengyu’s silent praise, Chi Jingyan was already regretting letting her sit beside her.

The scent of jasmine seemed to permeate everything, making her head spin even more.

As her body grew increasingly uncomfortable, Chi Jingyan mustered her strength to retrieve suppressants from the car’s mini-fridge. She fitted the needle and was about to inject it into her arm.

Her hand trembled slightly, and the first attempt missed the mark, a small bead of blood welling up at the puncture site. Chi Jingyan remained expressionless, pulling out the needle to try again.

Someone grasped her wrist.

Jiang Mengyu’s grip wasn’t strong compared to before, it could even be called gentle.

But Chi Jingyan reacted violently, jerking her arm away as if scalded, her voice trembling as she spat,

“Get away from me!”

Jiang Mengyu paused, taken aback. “I just wanted to help.”

Chi Jingyan bit down hard on the tip of her tongue, using the pain to stay focused. “I don’t need it.”

She refused to even look at Jiang Mengyu, her voice icy. “Don’t touch me.”

For once, Jiang Mengyu wasn’t scheming anything, she had simply seen Chi Jingyan struggling and wanted to lend a hand. She hadn’t expected to be rejected so harshly.

As if she were some kind of virus.

Jiang Mengyu’s expression darkened. She withdrew her hand, watching Chi Jingyan with an inscrutable gaze as the latter injected the pale blue suppressant into her arm. Only when Chi Jingyan finally let go, allowing the empty syringe to roll onto the floor, did Jiang Mengyu bend down to pick it up.

Chi Jingyan pressed her lips together, but she couldn’t suppress her heavy breathing. As Jiang Mengyu crouched before her, that faint, elusive scent of jasmine grew stronger, teasing her senses like a soft feather brushing against her heart.

Unable to resist, Chi Jingyan lifted her leg and kicked Jiang Mengyu in the shin, commanding sharply, “Don’t move.”

She was being utterly unreasonable.

A faint shoeprint now marred Jiang Mengyu’s black work pants. She glanced down at it, then lifted her eyes back to Chi Jingyan. Instead of questioning her, she asked with concern, “Did your foot hurt?”

Even System No. 031 couldn’t help but click its tongue at such shameless bootlicking.

Chi Jingyan was momentarily stunned, staring at Jiang Mengyu in disbelief. “Are you out of your mind?”

Jiang Mengyu ignored the jab, raising an eyebrow instead. “Want to kick me a couple more times?”

Chi Jingyan felt like she’d punched cotton completely powerless. Was this freak actually enjoying being kicked?

She turned her head away, refusing to look at Jiang Mengyu any longer. The suppressant had just taken effect, leaving her body drained and unwilling to move.

The black Maybach glided through the traffic, the night breeze carrying a hint of coolness that played with Chi Jingyan’s long hair. Her eyelids drooped halfway, long lashes casting delicate shadows beneath her eyes, her expression unusually weary.

Jiang Mengyu didn’t disturb her.

She sat quietly in the corner, her breathing nearly imperceptible. If not for the lingering scent of jasmine, Chi Jingyan might have forgotten she was even there.

Silence stretched between them.

Only when the car neared the apartment building did Chi Jingyan lazily lift her gaze to the half-open window and suddenly realized Jiang Mengyu had been watching her the entire time.

Her gaze was intense and unwavering, as if she’d been staring for ages.

An indescribable feeling welled up in Chi Jingyan’s chest.

What was there to look at?

This freak, Jiang Mengyu.

Once the car stopped, Jiang Mengyu stepped out first, intending to offer Chi Jingyan a hand only to find the latter glaring at her with undisguised hostility.

Jiang Mengyu: ?

What had she done to upset the young miss this time?

Chi Jingyan ignored her. Leaning on her bodyguard’s arm, she stepped out of the car and waited until she was steady on her feet before casting a fleeting glance at Jiang Mengyu.

“Aren’t you going to come over here?”

Jiang Mengyu obediently walked over and reached out to support the young miss’s arm. The moment her fingers brushed against Chi Jingyan’s skin, she could feel the faint tremble and weakness in her limbs.

In truth, Chi Jingyan was far from as composed as she appeared.

Her legs could barely muster any strength, and she leaned heavily against Jiang Mengyu as they made their way into the elevator. Only when the elevator ascended to the apartment floor did Chi Jingyan exhale a soft breath of warm air and distance herself slightly from Jiang Mengyu.

As the elevator doors opened, Jiang Mengyu spotted a young male Alpha standing at the entrance, his expression visibly anxious. The moment he caught sight of Chi Jingyan, his tension eased slightly.

“Young Miss!”

Secretary Zhao hurried forward, giving Chi Jingyan a once-over. Seeing that she was unharmed, he finally relaxed a little.

“Professor Chen is waiting for you inside,” he said in a low voice.

Chi Jingyan frowned. “Why did he come in person?”

Secretary Zhao didn’t respond directly, but his gaze subtly drifted toward Jiang Mengyu.

Chi Jingyan understood.

She shot Jiang Mengyu an annoyed look. “Troublesome.”

Jiang Mengyu knew she was the “troublesome” one being referred to.

Recalling the original text’s description of Professor Chen, Jiang Mengyu couldn’t help but press her lips together.

She asked Chi Jingyan, “Are you going to sell me off?”

“Master?”

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