The Mad Beauty and the Sick Young Lady [Transmigration Novel] - Chapter 29

The atmosphere in the room solidified, and both people were silent for a time, each lost in their own thoughts, yet a tacit understanding flowed between them.

“So… are you trying to say, not to objectify one’s own body?” Su Li asked.

“Exactly. Whether you’re a woman or an Omega, you must first be a person. If removing the gland can make a person more human, then why not?” Jiang Zhuoye said playfully, holding an empty wine glass, and glanced seemingly casually at Su Li.

Su Li silently pondered.

“Don’t you think I’m twisted? Forcing others to remove their gland,” Jiang Zhuoye asked.

“No, I don’t. You proposed a suggestion and offered help; whether she accepts is her business,” Su Li replied, her tone light and calm, without the slightest reluctance. That’s genuinely what she thought.

She was currently thinking about something else:

In the original novel, she successfully married Ying Feiyan, and the book described her having sex with him for three days on their wedding night, after which she was barely able to get out of bed for half a month, and her physical condition rapidly deteriorated.

Later, Ying Feiyan would only reluctantly touch her during her heat every month, and he never gave her a permanent mark, only biting her nape for a temporary mark.

And every time she was with Ying Feiyan, Su Li’s body would become weak for a long time, which instead made Ying Feiyan very unhappy.

In other words, combining with an Alpha during the heat itself was detrimental to the already weak Su Li, completely depleting her constitution.

So… what if she removed her gland and stopped having heats?

Would her body not deteriorate so quickly? Could her life be extended a little longer?

The more she thought about it, the more excited she became. It was obvious that if she didn’t have a scent gland, maintained her current peaceful and optimistic mindset, took precautions, and worked hard to stay healthy, she could definitely live for a few more years!

Su Li’s eyes lit up. She suddenly clapped her hands and exclaimed:

“It’s true!”

Jiang Zhuoye:

“What’s true?”

Su Li turned around, her expression determined, her eyes smiling:

“I’ve figured it out, I want to have my gland removed too!”

The wine glass in Jiang Zhuoye’s hand fell onto the bar table, her expression somewhat incredulous:

“You… why?”

Su Li didn’t know how to explain, so she gestured as she spoke:

“I think if I remove the gland, my body might get better. Think about it, they say all medicine has side effects, and the drugs I take every month to control my heat have accumulated an unknown amount of toxins. If I remove the gland, I won’t have to take those pills anymore! My kidneys aren’t very good to begin with, so the less medicine I take, the better.”

Jiang Zhuoye’s eyes also brightened. Before today, she genuinely hadn’t thought about having Su Li remove her gland.

After thinking it over carefully, Jiang Zhuoye frowned slightly:

“No, your body is too weak right now. If you undergo a scent gland removal surgery, just the post-operative recovery will be a major problem, and there could be various complications…”

Su Li pouted and whined:

“But for me, this gland really isn’t much use…”

Jiang Zhuoye suddenly asked:

“Are you never going to fall in love, marry, and have children?”

Su Li chuckled:

“I’m barely holding onto my life, and after meeting a trashy woman, how could I dare to fall in love or get married? I also don’t want to pass on the gene for congenital heart disease to my child.”

Everything she said was something she had thought about privately for a long time, but she had never shared it with anyone. Now, telling it all to Jiang Zhuoye, she felt no hindrance at all.

Jiang Zhuoye looked very serious and was lost in thought. After a long while, she said:

“We will discuss this later. For now, you should rest. I’ll wake you up at 6 AM tomorrow, and we’ll go to the set together.”

As soon as she finished speaking, Jiang Zhuoye got up and started walking toward the door.

Su Li grabbed the corner of her shirt in surprise:

“Leaving so soon?”

Jiang Zhuoye turned back and smiled:

“Or, did you want to test out the compatibility again?”

Su Li blushed and turned her head away, but didn’t let go of the fabric. She twisted shyly and said:

“I, I thought you would tell me more about your past… I finally get to spend the night out, and it’s bad enough there’s no late night snack, but not even a heart to heart with a friend?”

Jiang Zhuoye’s originally stern expression softened as she listened to the soft, gentle words. She sat back down on the sofa next to Su Li and quietly asked:

“So, what do you want to hear?”

Seeing her plea had worked, Su Li’s eyes immediately brightened. Like a docile, soft kitten, she leaned her head against Jiang Zhuoye’s arm and looked up at her face:

“I want to hear the story about you and your best friend!”

Jiang Zhuoye’s expression darkened:

“Pick another one.”

Su Li:

“…Then, the stories about your experiences filming in the entertainment industry.”

Only then did Jiang Zhuoye stroke Su Li’s fluffy head and start talking about the funny things she had encountered on set.

As she talked, the night deepened. The stars shone brightly outside the window it was a rare clear night sky.

Su Li insisted on listening at first, but later fell asleep completely. She couldn’t understand why she fell asleep so quickly and soundly when she was next to Jiang Zhuoye.

When she woke up again, she found herself lying on the big bed in the inner room, still wearing her sweater and long pants. She was woken up by the heat of the hotel’s thick silk down comforter.

She got up and looked around. Jiang Zhuoye was no longer in the room. Only the cups still sitting on the bar counter left a trace of her presence.

Su Li looked out the window. The moonlight was romantic, and the stars were shining brightly. She picked up her phone and sent a message to Jiang Zhuoye:

[Good night, thank you for lulling me to sleep.]

It was already 12:30 AM, but Jiang Zhuoye quickly replied:

[No problem, go to sleep early. I’m going to read the script for a while longer.]

Su Li lay back down on the bed as instructed, thinking that being an actor really required extraordinary stamina. But weren’t Omegas generally known to have poor health and need more rest?

In a way, the entertainment industry, which is full of Omegas, gathered only the extremely hardworking Omegas, who could at least stay up late, get up early, and endure high-intensity work and extremely difficult social interactions.

Omegas in this field are in no way inferior to Alphas…

Thinking of this, Su Li fell asleep again.

At half past six in the morning, Jiang Zhuoye grabbed the shoulder of the newly washed Su Li, leading her out of the room like a small chick toward the hotel lobby.

In the elevator, Su Li was still sleepily whining:

“Let me go back to sleep. I’m really so tired, it’s too early! Didn’t you only go to bed at one last night? How can you possibly be up at six…”

There was a well-dressed middle-aged woman in the elevator who saw Su Li almost half-hanging onto Jiang Zhuoye and raised an eyebrow, saying:

“Young couples are really affectionate. Can you not flirt in public?”

Su Li:

“…”

Jiang Zhuoye’s mouth curved slightly. She turned to the middle-aged woman and apologized gently:

“I’m sorry, she woke up too early. I will make sure to discipline her properly.”

The middle-aged woman glanced at Su Li and said no more. Su Li, however, was completely stunned by Jiang Zhuoye’s words.

After stepping out of the elevator and getting into the van, Jia Sihan held out her hand to Su Li:

“Hello, beautiful. I’m Jiang Zhuoye’s manager, Jia Sihan. We’ve met before.”

Su Li smiled and shook hands with her, her manners impeccable:

“Yes, I remember your complex expression at the time. I was quite impressed.”

Jia Sihan cast a sideways glance at Jiang Zhuoye and asked with a deliberate smile:

“Did you sleep well last night?”

Su Li looked troubled:

“I didn’t get enough sleep…”

Jia Sihan turned her head away. Su Li thought she saw a smile playing on her lips and felt a little strange, but because she was so tired, she didn’t ask and leaned against Jiang Zhuoye’s shoulder, sleeping the entire ride in the car.

At 7:30 AM, Jiang Zhuoye went to the makeup room to get ready. After she was done and officially started work, Su Li stayed in the makeup room for a while, then found a stool outside the filming area and sat down.

To be honest, watching actors film was novel at first, but quickly became boring.

Su Li was watching drowsily when the director suddenly called a stop and announced a ten-minute break for the crew. A group of people entered from outside.

Su Li didn’t know who the visitors were, but just by looking, she knew that the pot-bellied middle-aged man surrounded by a group of men was definitely not a good person. The word “sleazy” was written all over him.

However, this group looked like they had a lot of status. At least the beautiful supporting actors in the crew all intentionally or unintentionally squeezed forward, wanting to show themselves to the newcomers.

Su Li dragged her small stool, looking around for Jiang Zhuoye, only to see Jiang Zhuoye walking towards her. She walked over and grabbed Su Li’s wrist:

“Let’s go, ignore these people.”

Su Li was confused, but was pulled along by Jiang Zhuoye. They had only walked a few steps when they heard the director’s voice behind them:

“Xiao Jiang, Xiao Jiang, wait a minute! Our investor is here!”

Jiang Zhuoye bit her lip slightly. Su Li instantly understood and realized that Jiang Zhuoye’s fingers holding her hand suddenly stiffened.

Su Li whispered:

“Just say you’re not feeling well and won’t go over?”

Jiang Zhuoye shook her head. She turned around, shook Su Li’s hand:

“You go back to the car first.”

Then, she let go of Su Li’s hand, turned, and walked toward the group of people.

Su Li was usually very obedient, but she didn’t want to be now.

She thought that if she couldn’t even stand by Jiang Zhuoye as a friend at a time like this, what was the point of cherishing her?

Even though she couldn’t carry anything or lift a hand, just standing there could at least give Jiang Zhuoye some moral support.

Su Li quietly followed.

The director and the group of investors were talking loudly and hooking arms, and among the investors, the pot-bellied man’s gaze was fixed on Jiang Zhuoye, the greed in his eyes completely undisguised.

Su Li felt a wave of nausea. She had never realized so directly that beauty was not a gift, but rather a curse.

And beauty to Jiang Zhuoye’s extent would inevitably be coveted by many disgusting people. How much pressure did Jiang Zhuoye usually endure?

The pot-bellied man shook hands with Jiang Zhuoye, and the director introduced them:

“This is our new investor, CEO Lu. Xiao Jiang, you also invested in our show, so you two are colleagues now. It’s a good chance to chat and talk more about the details of our show, alright!”

Su Li heard everything clearly from the side and quickly retrieved information in her mind things she had read online before.

This CEO Lu… was the former boss of Huanxu Entertainment, the company Jiang Zhuoye had proactively joined and made a high-stakes agreement with!

Jiang Zhuoye had indeed won the agreement back then, but right after that film, she immediately paid a high penalty, left Huanxu, and started her own venture.

In other words, this CEO Lu was Jiang Zhuoye’s former company boss.

Jiang Zhuoye smiled slightly: