The Cannon Fodder Crazy Beauty Has Awakened [Quick Transmigration] - Chapter 41.1

The Bell Around Her Neck Rang All Night.

The room fell into silence once more.

Chi Jingyan quickly recalled Jiang Mengyu’s profile in her mind, confirming that it hadn’t mentioned any nicknames.

Just how had her people conducted their investigation?

How could they have missed something like this?

Whoever gave Jiang Mengyu a nickname must have had a close relationship with her. Chi Jingyan tried to convince herself perhaps it was an elder.

Maybe a teacher from the orphanage?

Or someone Jiang Mengyu met while working part-time?

Before Chi Jingyan could think it through, Jiang Mengyu had already moved past the topic, picking up the item next to the necklace.

It was a small glass vial, its mouth sealed, containing a pale pink liquid swirling with fine golden sand, beautiful and mysterious.

Jiang Mengyu caught a whiff of an extremely familiar scent.

Her brows furrowed. “What is this?”

Though she asked, she already had a guess.

Sure enough, Chi Jingyan’s next words confirmed it.

“This is…” Chi Jingyan suddenly felt a little embarrassed. She turned her face away, avoiding Jiang Mengyu’s gaze. “My pheromones.”

Giving someone else a sample of one’s pheromones was an extremely intimate and romantic gesture. However, because extracting pheromones caused intense pain, few people ever did it.

Hearing this, Jiang Mengyu’s gaze fell on Chi Jingyan’s neck. The other woman’s nape was still covered with a scent-blocking patch, deliberately concealing the tiny needle marks, which was why Jiang Mengyu hadn’t noticed them immediately.

Jiang Mengyu remained silent, leaving Chi Jingyan unsure of what she was thinking.

Chi Jingyan pressed her pale lips together. “I didn’t mean anything by it. I just, wanted to make you happy.”

She had extracted Jiang Mengyu’s pheromones twice, the first time by Professor Chen, the second time by her own hand.

Chi Jingyan knew how much it hurt to have a needle pierce the scent gland and be forced to release pheromones. And Jiang Mengyu had endured it twice.

She couldn’t change the past, so the only thing she could do was experience the same pain Jiang Mengyu had gone through, hoping it might ease Jiang Mengyu’s heart a little.

Chi Jingyan was truly trying her hardest, bit by bit, to return everything she had inflicted upon Jiang Mengyu, back to herself.

Jiang Mengyu studied Chi Jingyan’s faintly flushed cheeks. The other woman’s long lashes trembled slightly, the anticipation and regret in her eyes unmistakably genuine.

Jiang Mengyu looked down at the glass vial in her hand again. Her brows furrowed slightly, the calm mask she wore finally cracking at the edges, revealing a glimpse of her true emotions beneath.

The first time Jiang Mengyu began to see Chi Jingyan in a slightly different light was when Chi Jingyan used her pheromones to scheme against Third Uncle Chi, resulting in Old Master Chi’s severe injury and coma.

Though Chi Jingyan had never mentioned it to her.

Before that, Jiang Mengyu had always thought Chi Jingyan was arrogant, conceited, and utterly lacking in intelligence, the type of person she despised the most.

But from this incident, Jiang Mengyu caught a glimpse of the ruthless, merciless side hidden deep within Chi Jingyan one that, unexpectedly, bore a striking resemblance to her own.

Jiang Mengyu felt a faint flicker of interest in her, though not much. After all, Chi Jingyan still treated her with the same indifference and disdain as before.

Everything that followed unfolded according to Jiang Mengyu’s plan, and Chi Jingyan’s reactions were exactly as she had anticipated. Jiang Mengyu’s heart remained undisturbed once more.

She knew she wasn’t a good person.

Jiang Mengyu thought Chi Jingyan was domineering, but in truth, the arrogance in her own bones was no less than Chi Jingyan’s. Because of Chi Jingyan’s status as the protagonist, Jiang Mengyu had always harbored prejudice against her, and Chi Jingyan’s reactions only further confirmed this.

Seeing through someone completely was actually a rather dull affair.

Jiang Mengyu remained an observer, coldly watching Chi Jingyan’s confusion and inner turmoil.

Until Chi Jingyan injected herself with pheromone inducers.

Jiang Mengyu had imagined how Chi Jingyan might try to appease her likely with gifts, a few soft words, and then waiting for her to take the initiative to reconcile.

She hadn’t expected Chi Jingyan to be even more reckless than she’d thought, ruthless enough to herself.

That dose of pheromone inducers once again showed Jiang Mengyu how similar Chi Jingyan was to her.

Yet even then, she still didn’t pay it much mind.

Until Chi Jingyan said she would make her a new necklace.

Jiang Mengyu couldn’t see any connection between Chi Jingyan and Jiang Wanjing, but that necklace proved there was indeed some shared history between them.

Still, a necklace alone couldn’t explain much, and Jiang Mengyu had never regarded Chi Jingyan as Jiang Wanjing. But from that day on, Jiang Mengyu developed a new hobby, observing Chi Jingyan.

Turns out, the young mistress wasn’t entirely without redeeming qualities.

Jiang Mengyu set down the glass bottle in her hand.

Seeing this, Chi Jingyan’s breath hitched slightly. “You, don’t like it?”

Offering her own pheromones only to be rejected by the one she loved nothing could wound an Alpha more deeply.

Jiang Mengyu bent one knee onto the bed, her gaze lingering on Chi Jingyan’s face, her demeanor suddenly assertive and dominant in a way she hadn’t been in a long time. “Do you really expect me to admire a gift right now?”

Chi Jingyan’s heart pounded violently, she suddenly understood Jiang Mengyu’s meaning.

The scent of jasmine in the air grew thicker, surging toward Chi Jingyan like rolling waves.

The blood in her veins boiled in response. Chi Jingyan bit her lip, her cheeks flushing instantly, her breathing growing increasingly ragged.

Jiang Mengyu was no longer the picture of indifference did this mean she was satisfied with her gift? That she was finally willing to forgive her?!

Tentatively, Chi Jingyan reached out and grasped Jiang Mengyu’s wrist. Jiang Mengyu didn’t pull away or tell her to let go. Instead, she looked down at Chi Jingyan with amused interest.

The person before her was both familiar and unfamiliar, yet Chi Jingyan felt no fear.

For a fleeting moment, she thought this might be the real Jiang Mengyu, that the earlier aloofness, even the initial pursuit and pressure, had all been tinged with a hint of deception.

Unable to resist, Chi Jingyan raised a hand to trace Jiang Mengyu’s brows and eyes. The warmth beneath her fingertips was soft and vivid, proof that the person before her was undeniably real.

Chi Jingyan parted her lips with a soft gasp, then without hesitation slid her hand along Jiang Mengyu’s neck, gripping the back of her head and pulling her down fiercely!

They tumbled onto the bed together, the sound of bells echoing endlessly amidst their tangled hair.

Chi Jingyan lifted her leg and rubbed it against Jiang Mengyu’s waist, her eyes moist and hazy with desire. “Or perhaps you could try appreciating another gift.”

Like her.

Jiang Mengyu caught Chi Jingyan’s wrist in a firm grip. “Didn’t you say you wanted me to lock you up?”

She straightened up, straddling Chi Jingyan with her knees on either side of her body, pinning both of Chi Jingyan’s hands with one of her own. Her dark eyes were unfathomable as she gazed down at her.

Chi Jingyan heard a soft click from above her head. She tested her wrists and found them locked together.

When did Jiang Mengyu take the key?

She remembered how Jiang Mengyu had taken her gun before just as silently, without her noticing a thing.

Taking a deep breath, Chi Jingyan forced herself to relax.

She trusted Jiang Mengyu wouldn’t hurt her.

Jiang Mengyu casually brushed aside the disheveled strands of hair clinging to Chi Jingyan’s cheek. “What else did you prepare?”

Chi Jingyan parted her lips. “At the dressing table.”

Jiang Mengyu rolled off the bed and found the box Chi Jingyan had mentioned beneath the dressing table. Inside, along with the catgirl outfit Chi Jingyan had worn before, was Jiang Mengyu’s old work uniform from the bar.

“Did you prepare this for yourself too?” Jiang Mengyu shot her a glance.

Chi Jingyan: “…That’s for you.”

To her, the turning point in their relationship had been that night.

Sometimes, Chi Jingyan wondered, if Jiang Mengyu had temporarily marked her that evening, maybe none of what followed would have happened.

But then again, if Jiang Mengyu had actually done that, Chi Jingyan would never have let her live long enough to earn her affection.

Jiang Mengyu studied the distant look on Chi Jingyan’s face. She pressed her palm against the slender column of Chi Jingyan’s neck, feeling the pulse beneath her fingertips. The possessiveness she had kept buried finally surfaced, laid bare before Chi Jingyan.

Her gaze was wild and unrestrained.

Seeing this, Chi Jingyan tilted her head slightly, a triumphant smile curling at the corners of her lips.

She knew Jiang Mengyu liked it.

The bell around her neck chimed softly all night.

Chi Jingyan straddled Jiang Mengyu, the fluffy ears on her head askew, though she paid them no mind. Her brows were tightly knit as she leaned against Jiang Mengyu, her cuffed hands struggling weakly but futilely.

Her long legs, marked with kisses, trembled against the bed, toes curling helplessly. Her hips lifted slightly, only to be pressed back down by the hand resting possessively on her waist.

Jiang Mengyu reclined against the headboard, one arm wrapped around Chi Jingyan’s waist, the other tracing the inside of her thigh.

The woman in her arms had melted into a pliant mess, her sweet yet spicy pheromones lingering in the air. Jiang Mengyu gave her lower back a light slap, her voice rough, as if intoxicated. “Why are you biting me?”

Chi Jingyan parted her lips weakly. “I’m not.”

She was just exhausted, utterly spent.

A flicker of regret crossed her mind for provoking Jiang Mengyu so recklessly.

Turns out, Jiang Mengyu had been holding back before.

Lost in thought, Chi Jingyan’s body suddenly tensed. She squeezed her eyes shut, a muffled whimper escaping through clenched teeth.

A flush instantly spread across her face, stray strands of hair clinging to her temples as if dampened by water.

Jiang Mengyu reached out and touched Chi Jingyan’s swollen lower lip, slightly puffy from being bitten. “Are you okay?”

Rarely did she show concern, and Chi Jingyan’s heart swelled with sweetness. Just as she was about to speak, a strange scent suddenly caught her attention.

Her eyes flew open.

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