Transmigrated as the Cannon Fodder Boss of the Disabled Heroine - Chapter 63

Yu Zhiwan lowered her head slightly, revealing a slender, snow-white nape.

An Omega’s neck was also beautiful, long and delicate, the classic swan neck. Yu Zhiwan’s shoulder and neck lines were smooth and graceful, without a trace of excess fat. Aside from the natural genetic advantages of an Omega, this was also the result of her daily balanced diet and disciplined exercise routine.

Pei Yujiang didn’t linger on the sight of her nape that was an Omega’s absolute territory and instead gently pressed her fingertips against Yu Zhiwan’s temples, massaging softly as she asked:

“Is it here?”

Yu Zhiwan nodded and let out a long exhale.

“You’ve definitely been overworking yourself lately, using your brain too much,” Pei Yujiang said while continuing the massage. “Rest well tonight no TV, no reports. The matters in Xiangcheng aren’t urgent.”

Writing reports was far more exhausting for a blind person than for someone sighted. First, they had to interpret Braille to type, then switch to voice mode and have an AI read it back to check for errors nothing as straightforward as a quick visual scan.

Pei Yujiang excelled in all survival skills except cooking, and her massage techniques were exceptional. Within minutes, she had loosened the tension along Yu Zhiwan’s meridians. Yu Zhiwan shook her head slightly and looked up at her with a smile:

“All better.”

Seeing the Omega’s radiant smile and seemingly excellent mood, Pei Yujiang seized the opportunity:

“Then come to my place again tonight after your shower. I have calming essential oils, I’ll give you a massage, and afterward, you can go straight to bed. It’ll be really relaxing.”

She had the entire process planned out, making it abundantly clear that she wasn’t scheming anything beyond the massage. Whether Yu Zhiwan picked up on the underlying meaning or not, she replied softly with gratitude:

“Then I’ll trouble you.”

“No trouble at all!”

When it was time, Pei Yujiang helped her into the car. This time, instead of carrying her directly as before, she tilted the wheelchair and braced it with her leg, supporting Yu Zhiwan as she climbed into the back seat before fastening her seatbelt.

Pei Yujiang felt she had done quite well today, and her confidence soared.

Once at the company, she recounted the day’s events to the relationship expert, who responded ambiguously after a pause:

“Not bad.”

“Just ‘not bad’?”

Pei Yujiang had expected at least an “excellent” rating. Yu Zhiwan had been feeling unwell, and she had gone above and beyond massaging her forehead and even offering an essential oil massage later. Surely that would leave the impression of being “gentle and considerate” in the Omega’s mind?

The relationship expert asked:

“So how do you plan to massage her tonight? During the session, will you play music or chat with her? What will you talk about? What do you plan to do afterward? And this weekend, do you intend to capitalize on the momentum and ask her out? For what?”

The barrage of questions left Pei Yujiang dizzy. Sitting at her office desk, she slowly scanned through an application report submitted via OA, carefully reviewing each word before approving it. Only then did she reply:

“Just… a normal massage? She really isn’t in great shape, you know. It’s not like I’m trying to do anything to her.”

The relationship expert responded swiftly this time, pressing further:

“Chatting, about what? It has to be something she likes and is interested in. Open up your imagination, don’t be too limited or rigid that’s an easy way to lose points.”

Pei Yujiang’s gaze lingered on the words “don’t be too limited,” carefully pondering their deeper meaning. Suddenly, it dawned on her, and her thoughts opened up. Excitedly, she typed:

“I get it! I’ll let you know how it goes tonight!”

The relationship expert replied: “OK.”

Ji Lingxian pushed her computer keyboard away, shook out her fingers, and let out a long sigh. She switched to another private account on her phone and sent a message to Yu Zhiwan:

“Your girl seems pretty quick on the uptake. You owe me a meal when this works out.”

Among her old classmates, Ji Lingxian was well-liked and nicknamed “Boss Ji” not because her company was particularly large or impressive, but because of her good nature and temperament. She also enjoyed playing matchmaker, especially when it came to her friends’ romantic lives.

Her official job was as a licensed psychological counselor, and she had built a modest reputation in the field. Young, with a flexible mindset, she was highly favored by many young people.

At the same time, Ji Lingxian ran an online matchmaking and relationship counseling studio as a side gig. Her online credentials weren’t just for show when she set her sights on a couple, the success rate soared.

Her services weren’t cheap, but she was strict about screening clients. Most came through personal referrals. If someone had questionable character clearly just after physical intimacy or looking to play with others’ emotions Ji Lingxian could usually tell after a brief conversation and would firmly reject them.

The rest depended on her mood. As for Pei Yujiang’s case, she had been keeping an eye on it at Yu Zhiwan’s request, even having her apprentice help promote the service. Her efforts finally paid off when she spotted this “fish” on a Q&A app.

With the fish about to take the bait, Boss Ji hummed cheerfully to herself, already thinking about the 10,000 yuan she might soon pocket considering it Pei ‘s wedding gift. As for Yu Zhiwan’s request to play along at Xiangcheng Airport, that was a separate fee.

The doorbell chimed. Checking the appointment time, Ji Lingxian composed herself and went to answer it. Standing there was a new client she’d never met before, a petite Omega.

“Please, have a seat.”

Boss Ji immediately put on her most affable smile and pulled out a chair for the Omega.

Pei had been called into an emergency meeting that morning, which lasted the entire first half of the day. The first part summarized the fallout from the face cream scandal between their company and Banana.

The scandal led to a massive wave of returns for Yue Rong’s already sold products. According to national laws, if a seller faced reputation issues, buyers could demand refunds within the warranty period.

Yue Rong’s warehouse was flooded with returned orders, creating a backlog that took ages to process.

The head of customer service was overwhelmed this was a complete disaster for her. She hadn’t slept for days, buried under the paperwork. The support team had to work overtime, while the legal department scrambled to keep up.

Later, through transaction records and police investigations, it was confirmed that the person who tampered with the face cream had indeed been bribed and Banana herself was aware of it, yet cooperated in the scheme.

This facial cream was sent to Xiangcheng Hospital for re-examination. Xiangcheng boasts the best medical resources in the country, so having it reviewed there carried high credibility. After evaluation by experts from several major hospitals in Xiangcheng, it was confirmed that the original Yue Rong facial cream contained no excessive elements and thus could not possibly cause facial allergies.

The mayor of Xiangcheng directly filed a lawsuit against Yicheng Central Hospital in the name of the local court, with Pei Jinhuai, as the legal representative, also jointly appealing. At the same time, they lodged a complaint against local officials for shielding and condoning Yicheng Central Hospital’s slander against them.

The situation became chaotic, but a resolution soon began to emerge. Once the scandal escalated, higher authorities naturally stepped in. The bureaucratic misconduct in Yicheng was nothing new. These days, many issues indeed had to rely on online public outrage to be resolved otherwise, they would be suppressed and dragged out indefinitely.

Pei Yujiang hadn’t been idle during this time managing the marketing department. She found some reliable connections she knew and retaliated in kind, just as their opponents had previously hired influencers to attack Yue Rong.

After Banana’s scheme was exposed, public anger online flared even higher. Netizens felt they had been used as pawns.

Her previously good reputation now backfired the more she tried to explain, the angrier people became. Coupled with the resurgence of marketing accounts fanning the flames, the online battle of public opinion was prolonged, but it took a dramatic turn, shifting Yue Rong from complete passivity to the offensive.

After the truth came to light, Banana privately messaged Yue Rong, claiming she had been pressured by Yicheng officials and would have lost her platform otherwise.

But regardless of whether this was her side of the story, had Yue Rong lost, they would have had no chance to continue in the beauty industry all their previous efforts would have been ruined.

With this in mind, Pei Yujiang, who was handling the communication, showed no mercy. She publicly released Banana’s private messages, just as Banana had done to them before.

While this matter was temporarily resolved, Yue Rong now faced a storm of troubles.

Amid the chaos, one of their competitors launched a new product. The head of the product department initially thought she had misread the details, but upon closer inspection, she realized their competitor’s so-called “new product” was actually a shelved design Yue Rong had previously prepared but postponed for revisions.

That particular design wasn’t common in the beauty industry. Yu Zhiwan’s perfume and cosmetics line had already been a huge success, and Pei Jinhuai had planned to refine and relaunch these new products under the momentum of their perfume line’s profits, expecting another major hit.

But just as Yue Rong had begun to recover from one crisis, they were blindsided by this new blow.

As the product department head angrily denounced the theft of their design, a familiar face flashed through Pei Yujiang’s mind.

She remembered that in the original plot, Liu Huanran had taken the essence of their product while discarding the dross, imitated the general concept, and presented it to her new boss. Though framed as innovation, it was essentially plagiarism. Yet without concrete evidence, Yu Rong had no choice but to swallow this bitter pill in silence.

However, that new product had inherent flaws, it wasn’t quite suitable for the skin types of people in Guobang.

In the original storyline, by this point, Liu Huanran had already gotten together with Yu Zhiwan. With Yu Zhiwan’s expertise, resolving minor cosmetic formulation issues was a breeze. The problem was effortlessly smoothed over by Liu Huanran, never becoming a real obstacle.

Liu Huanran’s flourishing career in the original plot was also largely thanks to Yu Zhiwan’s support behind the scenes.

But now, the storyline had changed. Without Yu Zhiwan’s assistance, could Liu Huanran really fix that flaw on her own?

Pei doubted it.

If she had that capability, she wouldn’t have slunk away from Yu Rong in disgrace in the first place, resorting to underhanded tactics like selling trade secrets to curry favor with her new boss. But even then, deep down, her new boss would still look down on her.

After all, someone who betrayed their previous employer was clearly driven by self-interest. A “traitorous” employee like that, who sold out their master for personal gain, would never earn genuine trust not from any employer.

That was why, in the original plot, Liu Huanran had been in such a hurry to secure her own future, relying on her Omega status to live off someone else’s success while carefully hiding her incompetence.

In a way, Liu Huanran, this social-climbing gold-digger, was quite shrewd. First, she managed to leech off others without a shred of shame. Second, she knew exactly how to do it without exposing her own shortcomings.

No shame, no limits, Pei cursed inwardly.

She wasn’t too worried about it. Instead, she personally picked up the teapot and poured a cup for the fuming product manager. The air was crisp after the spring rain, but this season was also prone to colds. The teapot in the third-floor meeting room was always filled with chrysanthemum tea to soothe tempers, sweetened with rock sugar, each sip fragrant and sweet.

The product manager, still worked up, barely noticed Pei’s movement until she saw the young CEO pouring tea for her. She nearly choked in surprise:

“Th-thank you, CEO Pei.”

She suddenly recalled the whispers about how much the young CEO had changed not only more mature but also considerate toward subordinates. Gone were the days when her outbursts would echo through the entire floor.

That had been one of the most infamous incidents involving the original host a heated argument with Jiang Wenxiu. With Pei Jinhuai too busy to mediate and Fan Zhaozhao staying silent, the original host had thrown a tantrum in the office, terrifying everyone and earning herself the nickname “Little Tyrant.”

And no one dared say a word about it in front of the fiercely protective Pei Jinhuai.

Pei gave her a friendly smile and gestured for the product manager to continue.

After the noon meeting, Pei Yujiang went to the cafeteria for lunch and overheard the young employees chattering away with gossip. Yue Rong had many female staff, and quite a few young women followed celebrities. Even those who didn’t were still familiar with entertainment news, often bringing it up as lighthearted conversation over meals.

She wasn’t particularly interested in the entertainment industry, but she enjoyed listening to gossip. Ever since arriving in this era, Pei Yujiang had been fascinated by everything about it including, but not limited to, celebrity rumors. Even if she didn’t join in, she was happy to listen.

“Do you think Fang Nianjing and Yao Yishu are really together?”

A girl in line ahead asked the person next to her. The cafeteria was crowded, so speaking a little louder didn’t bother anyone. Hearing a familiar name, Pei Yujiang pricked up her ears to listen carefully.

“Probably not. Fang Nianjing’s whole image is that untouchable, ice-queen vibe, right? They probably just took on a movie together and are promoting it as part of the deal.”

“I used to ship her with Chen Lulu, but they ended up acting like sisters zero romantic chemistry.” Girl B tried to convince Girl A not to buy into the rumors enjoy the gossip, but don’t believe it blindly.

“But this is Fang Nianjing’s first proper romance role! I wonder if there’ll be a kissing scene. If there is… damn, I don’t know how I’ll handle it!”

Pei Yujiang listened for a while and concluded that Girl A was likely a devoted fan of Fang Nianjing. Fang Nianjing was a striking Alpha with a classic “cool beauty” look, hailed as many people’s “dream Alpha,” and had a strong appeal among young women.

As for Yao Yishu, Pei Yujiang vaguely recalled seeing her in advertisements, a very pretty Omega. But the entertainment industry was never short of beauties; stunning Omegas with great figures were a dime a dozen. She doubted Fang Nianjing was the type to be swayed by looks alone it was probably just promotional hype, as Girl B had said.

Pei Yujiang didn’t dwell on it. The cafeteria line was long, and she hadn’t gotten her food yet, but her mind was already wandering to what she’d order for afternoon tea.

That afternoon, Pei Yujiang treated the entire company to fruit teas white peach, lime, and the like lifting the gloomy mood that had lingered for days.

Ever since she had taken everyone to the music festival and posted a vlog, photos of Yue Rong’s company vehicles at the event had surfaced online.

When word got out that Yue Rong had covered all expenses concert tickets, meals afterward, and even private transport home many were tempted by the generous perks. HR had their busiest day yet, fielding hundreds of calls.

Some had joined Yue Rong, still in their probationary period, only for things to go south shortly after. The emotional rollercoaster left them disheartened, but today’s treat from “Little Pei” lifted their spirits enough for them to snap photos and share them on social media.

It was then that Pei Yujiang called Yu Zhiwan into her office and slid a carefully prepared set toward her, leaning in with a smile.

“This is yours.”

Different from everyone else’s.

Yu Zhiwan’s fruit tea came with a cheese foam cap, stirred into the citrus blend like soft clouds dissolving into a sunset. The fruit pieces floated aimlessly, and upon closer inspection, each had been carved into tiny fish exquisite craftsmanship, poetic and romantic.

Pei Yujiang had also prepared a Black Forest cake for her, with a medium-sized milk tea and a small slice of cake just enough to satisfy without being too heavy or spoiling her appetite for dinner.

She didn’t order cake for anyone else because eating such things at workstations wasn’t allowed. The fruit tea had a mild aroma and was well-sealed, making it acceptable to drink during work hours, but crumbly foods were strictly prohibited.

When Pei Yujiang first joined the company, she had cracked down on employees eating breakfast at their desks, leaving them messy and reeking of food, which had caused some discontent.

But her private office was an exception.

She had already pierced the straw for her. Yu Zhiwan took a sip of the fruit tea, holding it carefully. This was from a shop Pei Yujiang had specifically sought out she wasn’t sure if it would taste good but had chosen it based on positive reviews, nervously awaiting Yu Zhiwan’s verdict.

“There are patterns on the fruit pieces here?”

Yu Zhiwan’s face lit up with surprise, her slender brows lifting slightly, her almond-shaped eyes widening in a rare display of adorable charm. For some reason, Pei Yujiang felt an urge to pinch her cheeks, but the impulse faded as quickly as it came, her emotions settling back down.

“Yeah, they’re carved into little fish shapes.”

She deliberately emphasized the words “little fish.”

As she spoke, Pei Yujiang’s eyes sparkled, lost in memories of their past interactions, her cheeks warming slightly without her realizing. Her porcelain-like skin, paired with cool-toned blue eyes that should have looked aloof, had long lost any sharp edge in Yu Zhiwan’s presence, softened by the ever-present hint of a smile.

Her natural lashes were long and thick, her small lips pressed together in a gentle, lively expression.

She had never known that the fluttering of a heart could feel like this constantly reminiscing about past sweetness while carefully tending to the present, mindful of the other’s emotions. She had no idea how endearing she appeared in Yu Zhiwan’s eyes now that the latter had regained her sight.

Sipping the fruit tea, Yu Zhiwan let the sweetness spread across her tongue, her mood so light she was already thinking about how to repay Boss Ji later.

Their encounter at the airport had indeed been coincidental, but the impromptu act they put on had unexpectedly stirred up jealousy in that oblivious fool.

At the time, Pei Yujiang hadn’t even realized she was jealous, but those hesitant, cautious attempts to probe had been unbearably cute in Yu Zhiwan’s eyes. When you liked someone, everything about them seemed delightful, every little thing brimming with romance.

And Pei Yujiang just happened to be the kind of person who understood life’s little pleasures, who loved giving small surprises.

After work, Pei Yujiang stayed late at the office while Yu Zhiwan went home first to cook a simple meal. When Pei Yujiang called in the evening, she closed her laptop, wrapped up the online meeting with a few words, and logged off.

“I’m tired,” Yu Zhiwan said casually. “Going for a spa. Probably won’t be back tonight.”

The Omega freshened up slightly, keeping herself neat, then wheeled her chair toward the opposite door. It was already slightly ajar, as if anticipating her arrival. Yu Zhiwan pushed it open gently.

Yu Zhiwan lay on the comfortable bedroom bed in her thin pajamas, with Pei Yujiang’s help. The woman’s hands moved with just the right pressure, kneading back and forth far more soothing than most massage parlors, accurately hitting each acupoint with a mix of soreness and pleasure.

Pei Yujiang placed a warm towel on the back of her neck, then mindfully lifted the hem of her top to apply and pat in the essential oil. Yu Zhiwan’s smooth back and well-proportioned waistline were fully exposed to the air, and she could feel the woman’s fingers gliding over her skin, occasionally brushing with a tingling, ticklish sensation.

Taking a deep breath of the cherry blossom-scented oil, Yu Zhiwan heard Pei Yujiang speak in a gentle voice:

“Zhiwan, let’s talk about the next product development. Do you have any ideas?”

An hour later, Yu Zhiwan, now fully dressed, sat expressionlessly in front of her home computer. While waiting for others to come online and continue their meeting, she sent a private message to Ji Lingxian.

The eternal single queen·business owner Ji who never had nightlife replied instantly:

“No way? You still have the mind to message me now? Shouldn’t she be lighting scented candles, sweetly sharing hearts with you, you two being all affectionate and ambiguous, with her unable to restrain herself from confessing to you?”

Yu Zhiwan skimmed through these descriptions that had nothing to do with tonight’s reality, typing just two words in response:

“Get lost.”

Pei Yujiang: Isn’t this where the inspiration comes from? Zhiwan is career-driven, she loves work!!!

Yu Zhiwan: .

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