The Eldest Lady always wants to have a double O Relationship with her old enemy - Chapter 43

“Looks like Yanzhao got pretty angry today,” Hua yan said, a satisfied grin plastered across her face as if she had planned this all along.

Shen Jianxi raised an eyebrow, clearly in a good mood, but she didn’t forget the purpose of her visit. She lowered her voice and said, “You haven’t told me what you promised.”

Hua yan let out a “hiss,” feigning an injured tone: “Not being trusted… it feels really awful.”

“…”

Shen Jianxi’s expression clearly showed her speechlessness.

Hua yan laughed twice, then said, “I’ll send you the document later.”

Shen Jianxi’s eyes flickered with a trace of surprise. She nodded and said, “Okay.”

With that, she turned and got into the car. Tang Yanzhao sat beside her, still radiating a low-pressure aura.

Shen Jianxi, however, was completely different in mood. She poked her hand at Tang Yanzhao’s arm. “What’s wrong with you? Didn’t enjoy today or did your performance not go well?”

Tang Yanzhao remained silent for two seconds before replying in a low voice, “Nothing.”

“Really nothing?”

Shen Jianxi tilted her body closer to her, peering into her downcast eyes. Unexpectedly, the car braked sharply. Shen Jianxi’s awkward position immediately lost balance, and Tang Yanzhao’s pupils widened. Acting faster than her brain, she instinctively pulled Shen Jianxi close, pressing tightly against her.

Shen Jianxi’s initial panic quickly subsided, and she naturally wrapped her arms around Tang Yanzhao, swaying slightly. “So, what’s wrong? Why are you unhappy?”

Her deliberately innocent question, paired with her bright cat-like eyes sparkling with endless joy, made Tang Yanzhao pause before finally meeting her gaze.

“Did she kiss you?” Tang Yanzhao asked.

Shen Jianxi didn’t immediately follow her train of thought. She asked sincerely, “What?”

“On stage, in front of the barrier, the shadow and her…”

Shen Jianxi squinted, recalling the scene. She bit her inner lip to suppress a laugh. “You said it yourself—there was a barrier. That doesn’t count as a kiss.”

Tang Yanzhao awkwardly explained, “I was afraid someone would bully you.”

Her overcompensating explanation didn’t convince Shen Jianxi for a second, but she didn’t directly point it out. After all, Tang Yanzhao’s slightly jealous confusion was extremely cute.

“Then it wasn’t me. I was standing at the back. It was part of their team’s performance. Even if it had been me behind the screen, it’s separated by white gauze. That doesn’t count as a kiss, let alone bullying.” Shen Jianxi smiled, her eyes curved with an unstoppable joy. “And besides, in this world, no one but you can bully me.”

“…Neither will I,” Tang Yanzhao said solemnly.

Her words made Shen Jianxi laugh out loud.

Clearing her throat, she added, “Under certain conditions, you may. I allow it.”

Tang Yanzhao felt there was more in her words, but after the evening’s performance, her mind was in a mess. Even high intelligence could not fully process this.

Shen Jianxi also didn’t want to explain too clearly, lest it seem like she was corrupting an innocent person.

Back in the room, during Tang Yanzhao’s shower, Shen Jianxi sat on the sofa and opened her laptop to look at the document. The relationship network was complex at first glance, but most of it was peripheral—women that Ji Zhong’an had become involved with over the years. If they had children, the information was detailed; if not, it was briefly mentioned.

Upon review, only three entries were genuinely useful.

The first was Hua yan. Her mother was Ji Zhong’an’s college first love. They broke up due to differing paths, but when Ji Zhong’an had the means, he brought her mother back. First loves are often described as unforgettable bright moonlight and cinnabar spots. Ji Zhong’an treated Huayan’s mother very well, and fortunately, Hua yan inherited his talent. Among all her pursuits, her most outstanding achievement was inheriting Ji Zhong’an’s legacy.

The second was Ji Gu, a female omega, Ji Zhong’an’s child with his secretary during his time in Aocheng. She wasn’t exceptionally smart but was smooth and skilled in relationships. She met the youngest son of the North City’s richest family while studying abroad and successfully captured his attention. Five years of marriage felt like they were still in the honeymoon phase. If she had ulterior motives regarding the family fortune, the North City tycoon’s full support would make her a formidable competitor. Yet Ji Gu showed little interest in these struggles and never interfered in family wealth allocation.

The third was Ji Cong, a male alpha, dressed in a suit in the photos—a professional elite. His companies, mostly in fintech, were flourishing and brought significant benefits to the Ji family. He currently intended to take over Hua yan’s enterprises, aiming for monopoly and full control over Ji Zhong’an’s assets.

Ji Zhong’an never despised ambition; he encouraged it. His Ji family survival rule was “survival of the fittest.” Blood ties were ultimately illusory; real power and bound interests were the most reliable.

In short, it was mainly Hua yan and Ji Cong in contention. The rest were mere pawns. Ji Chen was Ji Cong’s loyal subordinate. The current undercurrents were widely known but not openly displayed.

Shen Jianxi’s eyes darkened as she stared at the screen, her mind rapidly recording the information.

In the previous life, the Ji family’s conflict should have followed a similar pattern. But because Yanzhao’s hidden identity was exposed, and Ji Zhong’an had an obsession with talent, she would have been heavily favored. Therefore, anyone needing removal would likely be Ji Cong, whether out of concern for her return or to side with Hua yan.

In that life, there was no record of the Ji family being destabilized. Hua yan’s position remained unshaken, and Ji Cong acted discreetly. He investigated Yanzhao’s identity in secret to avoid attention, catching Hua yan off guard.

Shen Jianxi’s eyes gleamed with sharp intent.

This time, since they were visiting Aocheng, the Jiang family would not let things go if Hua yan suffered damage. If Hua yan were seriously harmed in this struggle…

Her thoughts raced. The bathroom door opened. Shen Jianxi quickly adjusted her expression, closing the laptop and wearing her usual playful, cute look. She softly said, “Finished your shower?”

Tang Yanzhao swallowed and nodded, “You may go ahead.”

“Okay~”

Shen Jianxi put the laptop away and entered the bathroom. Tang Yanzhao dried her hair and changed into pajamas, sitting where Shen Jianxi had been. The lingering warmth had already cooled.

She drank a large mouthful of water before opening her phone to check her chat with Hua yan. The last message was Huayan asking where they were today. She had replied with their location. Going further back were the previous day’s chat logs.

At that time, Tang Yanzhao had denied everything, but in just one day, the situation seemed to be turning in the direction Hua yan had suggested.

Her mind in a mess, she could clearly feel her emotions changing. She had to admit that seeing Shen Jianxi get close to others made her angry—very angry.

Usually calm Tang Yanzhao had rarely felt this way, so it was especially clear now.

She opened the keyboard, fingers hovering over her phone, lips pressed into a straight line. She repeatedly clicked and deleted messages. After five minutes, she couldn’t type a single word.

She wanted to confirm her emotions with Hua yan but instinctively knew Hua yan would tell her firmly that she “loves without realizing it.”

But did she really like Shen Jianxi?

She… wasn’t sure.

But she could be sure of one thing: she didn’t dislike Shen Jianxi.

The antonym of dislike isn’t necessarily like.

Tang Yanzhao opened a search engine and typed: “Why do I get angry when I see my same-sex friend with someone else?”

The response: “It could be attachment and fear of loss. You are worried about being replaced and value this friendship deeply. Such emotions need adjustment. Reflect on whether your possessiveness exceeds a normal threshold or if you have unspoken expectations of this relationship that are not met, causing disappointment and anger.”

Unspoken expectations?

Tang Yanzhao frowned at those words.

It implied… liking someone?

Did she really like Shen Jianxi?

She opened her chat with Hua yan again and created a memo, listing all points Huayan mentioned. She ticked correct ones, left blanks for uncertain ones, and crossed wrong ones.

In the end, only the last point—“wanting to kiss and possess her”—remained unticked.

She directly quoted this and asked Huayan, “What does the last sentence mean?”

Hua yan seemed to have been waiting for her message. She replied instantly: “It refers to physiological desire, sexual impulse. If it’s not platonic love, anyone who likes someone will have this desire and want to act on it.”

“What?”

Hua yan didn’t hold back, typing directly: “Sex.”

Seeing these two words, Tang Yanzhao’s hand trembled, almost dropping the phone. Her throat warmed unconsciously.

“We’re both omegas.”

“So what? Don’t you have hands? Besides, even if it’s alpha and omega, aren’t hands still usable? The only difference is you can’t mark her, can’t relieve her in heat, can’t get her pregnant. So what?”

It sounded reasonable but still didn’t feel entirely right.

Shen Jianxi and she were both highest-level omegas. If unrelieved during heat, problems could arise.

Could they be together?

Tang Yanzhao’s fingertips turned white gripping her phone. She stared at the screen for several minutes before a new message popped up: “So, have you recognized it?”

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