Transmigrated into a Trashy A and Ended Up with My Grudge-filled Best Friend and My Own CP - Chapter 72

Though the blanket had a long pillow, when it was moved aside, the indentation of a human figure was clearly visible.

The impression was so pronounced, unmistakably left by someone who had slept there for a long time.

Mo Tang’s lips curled slightly in a humorless smile as she tilted her head to glance at the two behind her.

“That’s from me,” Ding Moyan said, her stiff expression returning as she spoke.

“Senior, we found the hidden compartment but didn’t locate any suspicious individuals.”

At that moment, the intern emerged from the changing room, shaking their head to indicate no leads.

If Wang Ye wasn’t in the hidden compartment, where could she be?

Ding Moyan checked the System Panel to locate Wang Ye’s signal, but the result was the same as when Wang Ye had gone missing, no data found.

She pulled up the life signs, and the readings showed safety, which eased her tension slightly.

Turning back to Mo Tang, Ding Moyan decided to stick to her story after all, they hadn’t found anyone.

With renewed confidence, she spread her hands. “That’s the truth. If the officer doesn’t believe me, then there’s nothing more I can.”

Mo Tang narrowed her eyes, staring intently at Ding Moyan. “There are surveillance cameras in the apartment building, right?”

Ding Moyan replied, “I turned them off. Personal preference, I don’t like having them on.”

She couldn’t help but feel relieved that she’d had the foresight to disable the cameras earlier and delete all footage of Wang Ye entering the apartment.

Mo Tang’s expression darkened. “…”

The small window in the room was open. Mo Tang walked over on her own, the chilly night wind rushing in, scattering the loose strands of hair on her forehead. The moonlight was clear, adding a hazy beauty to the scene.

Mo Tang’s deep, pool-like eyes revealed no emotion. She remained silent for a moment, seemingly deep in thought. Of course, the next moment, she dismissed the possibility of Zong Jia having been here, the pheromone scent didn’t match.

The cold wind seeped into her collar, and Mo Tang instinctively hunched her shoulders before closing the window.

“You slept here? The time you spent chatting with me in the living room was quite long. Plus, the window was open, and the room was freezing.” Mo Tang approached the bed, her fingertips brushing against the warm interior of the blanket. The heat eased the slight chill in her fingers. “So why is this indentation still so warm?”

She lifted her hand to her nose, sniffing lightly before rubbing her fingers together. “Chocolate scent, omega pheromones. So…”

“Who is she?” Mo Tang’s gaze sharpened, as if she could pierce through their thoughts and see the person in question.

Ding Moyan stiffened, her eyes widening.

Meanwhile, Ye Ye bit her lip with her pearly teeth and stepped forward, facing Mo Tang squarely as she spoke for Ding Moyan. “Wang Ye.”

There was no hiding it now. The best course of action was to lay all the cards on the table and reveal Wang Ye’s involvement better that than letting Mo Tang detain her and Ding Moyan.

After all, the President’s disappearance had raised suspicions. The A-Series Potion was deeply entangled with the Zou family, and Zong Jia’s disappearance was somehow connected to it as well. On top of that, Wang Ye’s transformation from a Beta to an Omega defied human ethics. These overlapping incidents all pointed to Zong Jia being in danger.

The major events of this period were like a chain of mysteries, one leading to another, burning Ye Ye’s brain to the point of exhaustion.

When had it all started? It wasn’t them investigating the incidents rather, the mysteries seemed to be leading the way. She felt like an elephant, being led by the nose.

So frustrating…

Ye Ye’s expression dimmed as she let out a heavy sigh.

“Wang Ye,” Mo Tang repeated softly, then turned and whispered a few instructions into the intern’s ear.

The intern nodded immediately and was about to leave to complete the task when he realized there was only one car. If he drove off, and with taxis scarce late at night, how would his senior get home?

“Senior,” he called out.

Mo Tang looked at him. “Hmm? What is it?”

“Senior, tonight you.”

Mo Tang cut him off. “I have my own arrangements.”

Ding Moyan and Ye Ye’s ears perked up subtly, keenly detecting the undercurrent of ill intent in Mo Tang’s tone.

What the hell is she planning?

For a moment, the two exchanged puzzled glances, standing there clueless. But soon enough, they would find out exactly what Mo Tang meant by “arrangements.”

Ding Moyan studied the officer thoughtfully. Whether it was her own sensitivity or not, from their first meeting, she had noticed Mo Tang’s displeased expression and quiet scrutiny. Whether before or now, it was clear this woman didn’t like her or, to put it more accurately, despised and loathed her.

Moreover, Mo Tang’s relationship with the President was rather complicated. A quick search on the System Panel revealed that Mo Tang and the President were actually cousins.

Mo Tang was Zong Jia’s older sister, a graduate of the Rose Workshop.

Ding Moyan had a habit of researching people starting from their family lineage. She opened the Mo family registry, tracing back from Mo Tang’s grandfather. When she reached Mo Tang’s father, her gaze paused briefly before continuing downward. Further along, one name caught her attention.

**[Name: Mo Ci

Gender: Female Omega

Identity: Second Young Lady of the Mo Main Family / Mo Tang’s Younger Sister

Pheromone: Chocolate Scent

Rank: A

Gender: Unknown

Graduated From: Rose Workshop (Former President of the Rose Workshop)

Note: Frail health, severe heart condition. Died one year ago in the wilderness of the Third Star System after encountering kidnappers. Cause of death: collapsed during escape due to a heart attack. Body discovered three days postmortem.]**

The word “died” burned into her retinas, leaving a deep imprint. A chill seeped into her fingertips, hidden in her sleeves. Ding Moyan’s dark lashes fluttered as she stared at the data on the panel, her heart heavy with unspoken thoughts.

Mo Tang’s younger sister. Zong Jia’s cousin also, in a way, a younger sister. In the original story, this genius Omega, the former President of the Rose Workshop, had been summarized in just a couple of lines. She had been a year ahead of Zong Jia and handed over her position to her before graduation.

This explained why, when Ding Moyan had occasionally overheard Zong Jia’s father speaking about his only daughter in the Zōng Jiāzhǔ’s main residence, she had sensed something off.

If the Mo and Zong families were so close, why did Mo Tang’s gaze toward the President carry such unmistakable hostility and disgust?

Was it because of Mo Ci’s death? Not just a heart attack during escape?

Then, what had happened between Mo Ci and the President a year ago?

Kidnappers, why would they target Mo Ci?

Especially when she saw “chocolate-scented pheromones,” Ding Moyan couldn’t help but think of Wang Ye.

Too much of a coincidence. It felt almost absurd, but was there a connection between the two?

Ding Moyan’s lips moved slightly as she silently processed the useful information she’d just uncovered.

After dismissing the intern, Mo Tang turned back and noticed the Alpha staring intently at her. She froze for a second before quickly masking any excess emotion in her eyes. “Miss Ding, find something interesting to look at?”

Ding Moyan, who had been called out, swallowed hard and blurted out foolishly, “She’s pretty.”

Suddenly, a weight settled on her shoulder. Ding Moyan looked up to see Ye Ye’s dark, unreadable eyes as she said slowly, “Sister Moyan, am I not pretty or adorable? Why do you only compliment her and never praise me after all this time?”

“…” Ding Moyan’s eyebrow twitched, a vein pulsing at her temple.

Mo Tang calmly glanced between the two, then turned and strode into the living room without hesitation, taking a seat on the sofa.

In the bedroom, Ding Moyan and Ye Ye exchanged glances, both fully aware of the current situation, and followed into the living room.

Wang Ye’s matter remained unresolved, so they needed to keep an eye on the officer’s next move.

The three sat down. Ye Ye brewed a pot of green tea, poured it into three glasses, and handed them to the others.

“Officer Mo, would you like something to eat?” Ye Ye leaned back comfortably on the sofa, acting as if she were the lady of the house, greeting Mo Tang with a warm smile.

Recognizing the childish display of one-upmanship, Mo Tang shook her head slightly. “No, thank you.”

She lifted the glass and took a sip. The bitter taste spread instantly in her mouth, followed by a subtle sweetness lingering on her tongue.

The living room fell into silence again, the clock ticking away. The three sat on the sofa, sipping green tea, their breathing subdued. On the surface, everything seemed peaceful, but undercurrents of tension swirled beneath.

After a long wait with no word from Mo Tang, Ding Moyan broke the silence. “Officer Mo, do you have any more questions?”

Mo Tang’s gaze swept over her face before she replied indifferently, “Oh, plenty. But I’m exhausted been up for a full day and night. I’m not in the mood for much right now. I just want to rest for a bit.”

Despite her words, she showed no intention of leaving.

Was she planning to stay here? Ye Ye stiffened slightly. Skilled at reading people, she scrutinized Mo Tang from head to toe.

From the moment she entered, Mo Tang’s interactions with Ding Moyan didn’t seem to carry any ulterior motives. Besides, she was nearly thirty, nowhere near as young, cute, or charming as Ye Ye.

Ye Ye categorized her as a low-threat presence.

Still, having an Omega like Mo Tang staying here made her uneasy. After some thought, she decided she ought to stay as well to protect Ding Moyan.

A bad premonition rose in Ding Moyan’s chest. She caught the underlying implication and curled her fingers into fists, her lips twitching involuntarily. “You, you’re not planning to stay here, are you?”

“Mhm. It’s late, and traveling would be inconvenient.” Mo Tang’s tone was light, her expression perfectly composed, without a hint of impropriety. “Miss Ding, may I stay the night?”

Can I say no? Ding Moyan pressed her lips together unhappily.

Of course, she didn’t voice that. Instead, she replied tactfully, “My place isn’t very spacious.”

“That’s fine. I don’t mind.”

Ding Moyan: “…” You should mind!

“Can I sleep on the bed?” Mo Tang set down her glass and asked.

Guests couldn’t very well sleep on the floor.

Ding Moyan agreed immediately. “Sure.”

The moment the word left her mouth, she realized something was off since when had she agreed to let Mo Tang stay?

And how had the conversation suddenly shifted to sleeping arrangements? Ding Moyan’s heart pounded so fiercely she could hear the rapid drumming in her eardrums.

Ding Moyan forced herself to appear calm, maintaining her composure so that nothing seemed amiss.

Seeing Ding Moyan agree to let Mo Tang stay the night, Ye Ye felt a tumult of emotions: “No way, I’m sleeping on the bed. I’m not used to sharing a room with a strange Omega.”

Ding Moyan: “You!” Before she could finish her sentence about not causing trouble.

Ye Ye glared at her with wide eyes: “It’s not safe for an Omega to go home this late at night.”

“Mo Yan Yan, how could you bear to make a delicate Omega sleep on the floor or the couch? Could you really? Officer Mo would probably agree too, since I’m so fragile. As an interstellar officer, she should understand the vulnerability of Omegas.”

Ding Moyan choked back her words.

Under Mo Tang’s scrutinizing gaze and Ye Ye’s pitiful, wide-eyed stare, Ding Moyan took a deep breath. She truly understood the malicious intent of this little Omega. Helplessly rubbing her forehead, she muttered, “Do whatever you want. I, I’ll sleep on the floor.”

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