Transmigrated as the Cannon Fodder Boss of the Disabled Heroine - Chapter 70

The searing pain of the needle piercing her skin again was negligible compared to the numbness in her nerves. Liu Huanran only felt as though a thread was pulling at her body, slowly grinding away her flesh and tendons.

The punctured skin was both numb and burning, the pain lingering and relentlessly invading her body. Liu Huanran was tormented to the brink of madness her arms were so weak she couldn’t even lift them, and when she tried to speak, she found her tongue had gone completely numb, as if she had been poisoned by some bizarre toxin.

“……” Liu Huanran mumbled something, but her once-agile tongue had turned sluggish, making her words sound muffled, as if she were speaking with a mouthful of saliva.

Yu Zhiwan kindly leaned down and asked her to repeat herself before finally realizing what Liu Huanran had said:

“Murder is illegal.”

As if amused by her naive thinking, Yu Zhiwan let out a soft laugh.

“Miss Liu, marital rape is illegal, forcibly harassing and marking an Omega is illegal, stealing corporate secrets and tampering with intellectual property is illegal, and kidnapping is also illegal. Look at you, you’ve committed so many crimes, yet has anyone from Guobang come to punish you?”

The Omega’s voice was sweet and delicate, her slender, fair fingers stroking Liu Huanran’s face through the fabric of her clothes. Yu Zhiwan had cut a piece of gauze from her skirt, its rough texture scraping unpleasantly against her skin. Her budget was limited even if she had planned to spend a passionate night with an Omega, the funds in her account could only afford secondhand fabric at best.

To be fair, as the “dominant lead” paired with Yu Zhiwan, Liu Huanran’s face was undeniably striking. Her bone structure was smooth, her features naturally refined into a delicate V-shape without any signs of cosmetic alteration.

Even now, with her once-elegant features twisted in fear, her beauty hadn’t diminished much. On the contrary, the Alpha’s terrified expression was far more intriguing to Yu Zhiwan than her usual pretentious demeanor, stirring an involuntary urge to toy with her further.

“Ugh!”

Unaware of the shift in Yu Zhiwan’s expression, Liu Huanran struggled desperately, trying to defend herself.

A cool liquid was forced into her mouth. Though she didn’t know what Yu Zhiwan had given her this time, the numbness at the base of her tongue finally eased slightly. Gasping for air like someone who had just crawled out of hell, Liu Huanran’s eyes were bloodshot, her hair disheveled, a far cry from her former glamour.

“You lied to me…”

Yu Zhiwan was curious about what she wanted to say, but the moment the Alpha spoke, her voice cracked with sobs, as if the roles of victim and perpetrator had suddenly reversed.

Before transmigrating, Liu Huanran had been nothing more than an ordinary office worker at most, she had a pretty face that drew the lingering gazes of young men and women. She had never done anything earth-shattering, nor had she experienced the dramatic highs and lows of the original plot. Without such trials, how could she possibly handle a situation like this?

All she knew was that, in the original story, Yu Zhiwan was a blind, disabled Omega. By nature, Omegas were physically weaker than Alphas, softer and more delicate than ordinary women.

Such a delicate and fragile Omega living under the same roof with her day and night, Liu Huanran had genuinely been moved and even entertained thoughts of protecting her properly. But as time passed, her ever-expanding ambition and greed gradually tainted those initial feelings.

Yet she still couldn’t reconcile herself to it.

Yu Zhiwan had deceived her! Her eyes could clearly see all along, and her legs were perfectly fine at most, she walked slightly differently from ordinary people. Yet she had exploited others’ sympathy for the disabled to lower Liu Huanran’s guard!

The thought that all her tender gazes at Yu Zhiwan had actually been observed by her sent a bone-chilling cold creeping up Liu Huanran’s spine. Her mental state now bordered on collapse, surpassing even the despair she had felt when Yu Zhiwan left her and she had to take loans to fill the financial void.

Back then, she had still clung to the hope of winning Yu Zhiwan back. Even burdened with debt, she hadn’t abandoned that idea. It was only after repeated provocations from that mysterious faction that she had resorted to desperate measures, making such a bold move.

Even if she had wanted to kidnap Yu Zhiwan, she lacked the capability, it was only through their connections that she had managed it.

Panic gradually gnawed away at Liu Huanran’s reason. Thinking of the needle mark on her neck, she had no idea what drug had been injected into her was it narcotics or some other liquid? Had it reached a lethal dose? Just who was Yu Zhiwan? What did she want? Was she colluding with those people to swindle her?

In her dazed state, she felt the soft pads of the Omega’s fingers press against her eyelids.

For the first time, Liu Huanran smelled Yu Zhiwan’s pheromones so clearly released voluntarily. As a high-tier Omega, her scent was a fusion of two fragrances, with deep rose as the dominant note, intoxicating enough to lure one into a blissful stupor, impossible to resist.

Her pheromones smelled divine.

Had Yu Zhiwan released them for her in the past, she would have been overjoyed.

Biological instinct stirred heat low in Liu Huanran’s abdomen. She wanted to release her own pheromones and entwine with the Omega, but her glands showed no response completely numb, as if they had lost all function.

In her haze, Liu Huanran seemed to dream. In the dream, Yu Zhiwan was nothing like she was now utterly obedient to her.

Even when Liu Huanran had done questionable things, like borrowing the Omega’s abilities yet being too proud to let others call her a freeloader, erasing Yu Zhiwan’s name from production credits while compensating her in other ways, the Omega had only smiled gently and helplessly, poking her cheek with a sigh: “You…”

“I didn’t lie to you. At first, my eyes could only see blurry shapes probably about the same as what you’re seeing now,” she heard Yu Zhiwan explain. “And my legs only recovered recently. I told you I was in a car accident, didn’t I?”

Liu Huanran remembered now. Yu Zhiwan’s attitude toward her had actually been quite good initially. Though lacking romantic ambiguity, she had been like a gentle older sister, never raising her voice when speaking to her.

After moving into her house, Liu Huanran felt deeply embarrassed and took the initiative to clean up and take out the trash every day, handling all the dirty and tiring chores herself. One day, she accidentally pushed the door open and bumped into Yu Zhiwan’s leg. Overcome with guilt, she kept apologizing profusely, but Yu Zhiwan shook her head and reassured her it was fine.

“I was in a car accident, my legs have no sensation, so it doesn’t hurt. Don’t worry, just go about your business.”

From then on, Liu Huanran became extra cautious when opening doors. That night, lying in her comfortable bed, she couldn’t sleep, wondering why someone as gentle as Yu Zhiwan always seemed to be toyed with by fate. She knew Yu Zhiwan was her future wife in the story’s plot, and she was determined to work hard to give her a warm home, a safe harbor to rest in.

Xiangcheng had excellent medical technology, and Yu Zhiwan wasn’t there to waste time. In places no one could see, she tirelessly worked on her rehabilitation, falling down and picking herself up again and again.

Using the methods Pei Yujiang had taught her, she tightened her core to generate strength, moving her legs bit by bit. After surgery, she practiced walking, massaged her numb muscles, and pushed herself through unimaginable hardships to stand up like a normal person again.

Yu Zhiwan precisely inserted the syringe into the same puncture mark on Liu Huanran’s neck, watching as her pupils gradually dilated. Estimating the dosage was sufficient, she dropped Liu Huanran’s limp body to the floor like a piece of wood.

Only when she glanced at the screen one last time did Yu Zhiwan notice that Liu Huanran’s wallpaper was still a photo of the two of them together.

Back when Liu Huanran hadn’t yet overstepped boundaries or succumbed to her illness, they had coexisted peacefully. That day, Liu Huanran had shyly asked if they could take a photo together, and Yu Zhiwan had agreed.

The wallpaper showed an unedited, raw camera shot with perfect lighting. Liu Huanran crouched slightly beside her, smiling bashfully, while Yu Zhiwan’s eyes were open though she couldn’t see at the time. Warm sunlight spilled into her eyes like shimmering ripples, lending a soft glow to her smile.

After checking the time and confirming it was almost up, Yu Zhiwan tossed Liu Huanran’s phone beside her without a second thought. Staggering slightly, she steadied herself and went to light the scented candle.

The lighter clicked several times in her hand before finally igniting. As the rich fragrance filled the air, Yu Zhiwan’s legs gave way, and she let herself collapse onto the pile of dry hay behind her.

Pei Yujiang had been summoned by the mayor of Xiangcheng for discussions over the past couple of days, tied up with matters concerning the water plant and overwhelmed with work. She hadn’t even noticed that Yu Zhiwan had barely responded to her messages recently.

At first, her conversation with the mayor had been civil, but as Pei Yujiang gradually realized the mayor seemed intent on sweeping Madam Chen’s incident under the rug, she lost control of her temper and ended up in a heated argument.

To be precise, it wasn’t so much an argument as it was Pei Yujiang unleashing her fury on the mayor.

Pei Yujiang was utterly furious. She didn’t even get this angry at the corrupt officials of Wing City, she simply saw them as walking corpses, unworthy of being called human. But the mayor of Xiangcheng, who had both brains and a conscience yet was blinded by love, made her blood boil to the point where she couldn’t hold back, cursing her out and wishing she could crack her skull open to see what kind of nonsense was inside.

At first, the mayor had been irritated by her accusations, but eventually, Pei Yujiang’s outburst drained her of all anger. Defeated, she asked Pei Yujiang to leave so she could have some peace.

Pei Yujiang didn’t give her any time to calm down, fearing that the so-called Mrs. Chen’s pillow talk might sway her judgment again. She immediately showed her all the footage captured at the water plant.

The good news was that after days of persuasion, Mayor Xiang finally came to her senses. Exhausted, Pei Yujiang went home to sleep, only to return the next day to investigate the water plant again. When her messages to Yu Zhiwan went unanswered, she realized something was wrong.

Yu Zhiwan had never taken this long to reply before.

Growing suspicious, Pei Yujiang called, but there was no answer. She went to Yu Zhiwan’s doorstep, but no matter how hard she knocked, there was no response.

Later, she found a blacklisted message from half an hour ago in her system’s filtered notifications. She had an anti-fraud app installed, which automatically blocked spam messages, and the numbers she manually blacklisted were few. The vaguely familiar digits at the end of the number sparked a memory.

She unblocked the number and tried calling, only to find she had been blocked by the other party.

The possibility that Yu Zhiwan might now be in Liu Huanran’s hands sent a sharp pang through Pei Yujiang’s heart.

On the highway, she pressed the accelerator to the floor, ignoring the navigation’s shrill “overspeed” warnings as she raced through the night.

Following the sent coordinates, Pei Yujiang stopped her car as instructed in the message, only briefly touching the sharp fruit knife hidden on her person. In her haste, she had brought only two knives, one in her jacket pocket and a folding one tucked into the seam of her boot. Her heartbeat was heavy and fast as she strode down the dark path of the abandoned factory, scanning her surroundings for any movement.

The message had warned that the area was under surveillance. She was forbidden from calling the police, any sign of interference would mean Yu Zhiwan’s death. She was also barred from bringing weapons and had to come alone.

The message was concise, cutting off every possible escape route she might have considered clearly the work of an experienced hand in this line of work.

Pei Yujiang even began to suspect that Yu Zhiwan had been kidnapped by some underworld boss hired by Liu Huanran. Every step felt like walking on burning coals.

Her mind conjured countless grim possibilities, and the unbearable weight of potential tragedy sent waves of negativity crashing over her. But more than anything, she was consumed by self-doubt and regret.

Biting her tongue until it bled, she used the sharp pain and metallic taste to force herself back to clarity.

The factory loomed in the darkness, its outline indistinct, but she caught a faint glimmer of light. Squinting, she followed it and spotted a half-open door. Her heart leaped into her throat as she threw caution to the wind and charged inside.

Before barging in, Pei Yujiang braced herself defensively, even entertaining a selfish thought she would have never considered before.

She had imagined armed mercenaries lying in wait, ready to ambush their prey. Her life wasn’t just her own, but if it meant losing Yu Zhiwan right before her eyes, then in this moment, she was determined to protect her at all costs even if it meant sacrificing herself.

Kicking the wooden door open with force, Pei Yujiang rolled in to disperse the impact, landing in a near-perfect stealth stance.

The dim, damp interior was lit only by flickering candlelight. Contrary to the layers of danger she had envisioned, the first thing she saw was Liu Huanran lying unconscious on the floor.

The thick scent of aphrodisiac drugs mingled with the Omega’s pheromones in the air, assaulting Pei Yujiang’s senses. She had just finished surveying her surroundings and risen from the floor when she saw Yu Zhiwan tied to the headboard, gagged, looking utterly pitiful.

After confirming there were no traps on the ground, Pei Yujiang cautiously sprinted forward in quick leaps. The moment she crouched down, the disheveled woman, her cheeks flushed with shame, trembled and collapsed into her arms.

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