The Cannon Fodder Crazy Beauty Has Awakened [Quick Transmigration] - Chapter 40.2

This was indeed beyond Jiang Mengyu’s expectations.

According to the introduction to the ABO world provided by No. 031, Omegas could usually only accept the mark of one Alpha. If a second Alpha’s pheromones entered their system, they would feel unbearable pain.

But Alphas could mark multiple Omegas.

After Jiang Mengyu temporarily marked Chi Jingyan for the first time, Chi Jingyan’s body showed no changes, she remained a genuine SS-rank Alpha, and Jiang Mengyu had never treated her as an Omega.

So Jiang Mengyu had always believed Chi Jingyan could still mark others.

But now, it seemed that regardless of whether Chi Jingyan’s feelings for her were genuine or simply due to pheromonal attraction, they were irrevocably bound together.

Suppressing her thoughts, Jiang Mengyu placed the lunchbox on the table. “I ran into Chu Muyao on the way.”

Chi Jingyan’s heart tightened. “What did you talk about?”

But she quickly realized was Jiang Mengyu explaining herself to her?

“Li Qing was there too,” Jiang Mengyu said without looking at Chi Jingyan, focusing on opening the lunchbox.

Hearing this, Chi Jingyan immediately relaxed. If Li Qing was there, then it was fine.

However, as if remembering something, Chi Jingyan frowned and asked, “Did Li Qing bully you?”

Jiang Mengyu: “How could she bully me?”

Chi Jingyan didn’t respond but silently resolved to ask Secretary Zhao to get Li Qing’s contact information later so she could personally explain things to her.

Seeing Jiang Mengyu’s indifferent expression, Chi Jingyan hesitated before asking in a low voice, “Back then, did you really never have feelings for Chu Muyao?”

Setting aside bias, Chu Muyao was indeed the kind of Omega who was very popular smart, kind, and tactful.

Had Jiang Mengyu really never been tempted?

The young mistress’s jealousy truly knew no bounds.

Jiang Mengyu finally turned to look at her. “What about you?”

Chi Jingyan froze.

Jiang Mengyu pressed on, “You spent much more time with her than with me.”

“Did you never develop feelings for her?”

Chi Jingyan blinked, her pale lips pressing together slightly. “Are you jealous?”

Jiang Mengyu gazed down at her imperiously. “Answer me.”

She was fierce, but Chi Jingyan actually felt reassured. She reached out and wrapped her arms around Jiang Mengyu’s waist, pressing her face against Jiang Mengyu’s abdomen. “I didn’t even hold hands with her.”

Jiang Mengyu neither confirmed nor denied it. “Do you regret it?”

“It’s not regret.” Chi Jingyan lowered her eyes slightly, her voice soft. “It’s relief.”

Thankfully, she hadn’t let her muddled thoughts lead her to do anything more irreversible.

Otherwise, Jiang Mengyu truly wouldn’t have forgiven her.

Jiang Mengyu looked at the person clinging to her. Chi Jingyan’s posture was submissive, her tone full of relief. Suddenly, Jiang Mengyu recalled what System 031 had once said that the female leads of Green River novels must remain chaste for their partners.

Did Chi Jingyan count as having kept herself chaste?

Only, it was for a cannon fodder like her.

After the meal, the two returned to the classroom for their next class.

Jiang Mengyu noticed Chen He’an’s expression was odd, as if he was struggling with something.

She instinctively glanced at Chi Jingyan, but Chi Jingyan’s reaction was perfectly normal. She even secretly winked at Jiang Mengyu when no one else was looking.

Before leaving the art studio earlier, Chi Jingyan had asked for a kiss. Jiang Mengyu hadn’t refused, letting her press her lips to the corner of her mouth.

So Chi Jingyan was in a particularly good mood now.

Jiang Mengyu averted her gaze.

System 031 in her mind was silent, as if it had completely lost its voice.

The plot deviation value had now risen to 92. No matter how much System 031 struggled, it was powerless to reverse the situation, so it had simply given in.

So what if it had to return to the factory for recalibration?

It would come back as good as new!

Still, it had more or less figured out Jiang Mengyu’s intentions. Though the host was crazy, she still knew her limits. It was likely she wouldn’t agree to be with the female lead until the task was complete, a small mercy in this unfortunate situation.

The dynamic between Jiang Mengyu and Chi Jingyan had completely reversed.

From that day onward, Chi Jingyan had spared no effort in pleasing Jiang Mengyu giving gifts, planning surprises, learning to care about every little thing Jiang Mengyu mentioned offhand. Chi Jingyan did it all.

Jiang Mengyu accepted it all, but her attitude toward Chi Jingyan remained as cold as ever.

Still, in the end, Jiang Mengyu moved back into the apartment, coaxed and wheedled by Chi Jingyan.

This gave Chi Jingyan hope.

That night.

When Jiang Mengyu stepped out of the shower, she found Chi Jingyan wasn’t in the room, but the scent of pear lychee wine hung thick in the air. Her gaze swept the room before finally landing on a small lump under the covers.

Jiang Mengyu walked toward the bed.

Just as she reached the foot of the bed, the blanket was suddenly thrown back. Accompanied by the faint jingling of bells, Chi Jingyan’s flushed face came into view.

Jiang Mengyu’s gaze froze.

Chi Jingyan’s eyes were half-lidded, the corners tinged with a faint red. Under Jiang Mengyu’s stare, she shook the handcuffs around her wrist.

“I told you I’d make it up to you slowly.”

“You never liked it when I locked you up, did you?”

As she spoke, Chi Jingyan flicked the collar around her neck and placed the leather leash in Jiang Mengyu’s palm. Her voice was soft and low, laced with temptation.

“Now it’s your turn to lock me up. Okay?”

Chi Jingyan was eighty percent certain Jiang Mengyu would play along.

She knew Jiang Mengyu liked it.

Even if this person still appeared indifferent now, the sudden acceleration of her heartbeat and the abrupt intensification of her pheromones couldn’t escape Chi Jingyan’s perception.

Chi Jingyan slowly leaned her body backward, the leash gradually tightening and pulling her neck upward. She braced herself with her hands behind her, but her legs lifted, her toes pressing lightly yet firmly against Jiang Mengyu’s thigh.

“You can do whatever you want to me.”

There’s no class tomorrow.

So it doesn’t matter if I can’t get up.

The black leather collar bound her neck, the stark contrast of colors dominating Jiang Mengyu’s vision. Jiang Mengyu tugged the leash in her hand, forcing Chi Jingyan to arch her back upward with the motion.

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