When the Possessive Omega Fell for Me - Chapter 50

That night, Yi Jing, unable to resist, was punished with a thorough kneading by Yu Miao, who harbored ill intentions. After a night passed, Yi Jing felt even weaker than before.

However, when the nurses from the medical center came to do Yi Jing’s daily check-up, they would say Yi Jing was recovering very well.

Of course, Yu Miao wouldn’t actually hinder Yi Jing’s recovery.

Although the taste of the soup Yu Miao made for Yi Jing was truly indescribable, the ingredients and cooking time were indeed the most suitable for Yi Jing’s recovery.

Yi Jing’s feelings were very complicated.

She clearly felt that she was being carefully attended to and patiently cared for by Yu Miao, who appeared gentle on the surface but actually had a very independent personality and was even a bit cold inside.

She had become the exception to all of Yu Miao’s principles, someone Yu Miao truly cared about, but at the same time was being ‘abused’ by Yu Miao.

Yi Jing felt so sweet inside that she wanted to roll around, but at the same time she felt a bit at a loss. In the end, she couldn’t figure out what to do, agonizing over it hundreds of times without finding a solution. She could only turn over in bed, feeling extremely depressed.

The movement of turning pulled at her wound, and the healing bones ached dully. Yi Jing couldn’t help but let out a soft hiss.

The feeling of pain pulled Yi Jing’s memory back to the day she was shot. At that time, her thoughts were in chaos, too chaotic to pay attention to the pain that numbed her brain. When she was shot and fell, she was still thinking about the original plan, considering whether the sniper she had arranged in advance could escape successfully.

It wasn’t until she was pushed into the operating room of the medical center and then pushed out wearing an oxygen mask, hazily seeing Yu Miao’s worried and sad face under the effects of anesthesia, that Yi Jing had a bit of a sense that she was really injured.

At that time, Yi Jing was still under the effects of anesthesia, her memory blurry and unclear, unable to even trust her vision.

She vaguely remembered that in the narrow field of view filled with the white mist from the oxygen mask and the crowded heads of people, there seemed to be a Yu Miao looking at her worriedly, holding her hand and so heartbroken that her eyes were red.

She wanted very much to touch Yu Miao’s eyes and tell her not to be sad, but at that time her brain was in a fog, and even trying to lift her hand was somewhat difficult.

Yi Jing couldn’t remember what happened after that, only knowing that when she woke up, Yu Miao was by her side.

At first, Yu Miao was a bit silent and unwilling to talk to her, until she confirmed that Yi Jing wasn’t seriously hurt and just needed to recover slowly.

But her sister still seemed to avoid discussing that day’s events, unwilling to talk about it with her, only covering her mouth to punish her.

Yi Jing touched her chest, still feeling a bit traumatized as she recalled Yu Miao’s punishment.

However.

The image of Yu Miao on the verge of collapse with sadness on the day of the incident appeared again in Yi Jing’s mind.

That was the first time Yi Jing had seen Yu Miao, who always remained calm no matter what happened and at most would give a cold smile of disdain, reveal such a fragile expression.

Perhaps she had really gone too far.

Yi Jing put herself in Yu Miao’s shoes and imagined if it was Yu Miao who appeared before her half-covered in blood and barely conscious.

Yi Jing immediately broke out in a cold sweat, not even having time to consider whether Yu Miao had told her in advance or not.

Was it really that upsetting?

Yi Jing reflected with rare remorse, feeling that she might have gone a bit too far.

She should probably apologize to Yu Miao again properly when she comes.

As Yi Jing pondered Yu Miao’s feelings, feeling somewhat heartbroken, the door to the hospital room suddenly opened.

Yi Jing thought it was Yu Miao coming and looked over with a pitiful expression, only to see someone completely unexpected.

The one who came in was actually Hubert.

Yi Jing: “…”

Hubert: “?”

Hubert: “Well, well, the sun is rising from the west today?”

Yi Jing, who had put on a pitiful act for the wrong person, also felt rather complicated: “Why are you here?”

Hubert’s attitude was quite relaxed. She walked into the hospital room very naturally, carrying a fruit basket, and sat down on the round sofa in the center of the room without any hesitation. She asked with some confusion: “Why are you so surprised? Didn’t I send you a flower basket earlier? What, you don’t like flowers?”

Yi Jing found it very difficult to like flowers sent by anyone other than Yu Miao. She said with some exasperation: “Does the High Warden have nothing better to do?”

“Of course we have things to do. Our prison has been quite busy lately,” Hubert said with a smile, crossing her long legs and looking rather carefree. “But I have a deputy warden, don’t I? As the highest leader of the High Ward, how could I possibly handle every little thing personally?”

Yi Jing: “…”

Yi Jing had nothing to say to this particularly lazy and irritating fellow. However, based on her experience from their previous encounters, Hubert would always remind her of something or have something to tell her every time they met.

Although she might not always get it, and although she wasn’t quite sure why Hubert did that.

“Has something happened in the Inspectorate?” Yi Jing asked.

“How would I know about things in the Inspectorate?” Hubert replied casually with a smile. “I usually just stay in the High Ward.”

What else could it be then.

Yi Jing frowned slightly.

“However…” Hubert soon spoke again, “While I don’t know about the situation in the Inspectorate, I did hear a bit about something from the police department. The Criminal Investigation Team almost made a big achievement in solving the case of your attack.”

“What?!”

Yi Jing was stunned for a moment and looked up sharply.

The case of her being shot?

If that was solved, wouldn’t all her arrangements be in vain? And she would end up in an even more passive situation.

Those who wanted to target her wouldn’t even need to make much effort. Just this one dereliction of duty and major violation of regulations would be enough for her to be punished.

Fortunately, it was only almost solved, not actually solved.

“What happened?”

Yi Jing asked instinctively, only realizing after she spoke that she shouldn’t have shown her nervousness so directly.

Her relationship with Hubert didn’t seem to be one where they could confide in each other completely. At the very least, she should have pretended to be dissatisfied before asking what exactly happened.

But Hubert seemed to pay no attention to that at all. She just looked at Yi Jing with a half-smile, as if considering what Yi Jing was really thinking, and said lightly:

“It’s the sniper who planned the attack on you. The police Criminal Investigation Team is slow with other things, but they’re quite efficient at finding people. They almost caught the person who attacked you.”

Almost which means they didn’t catch them. Yi Jing frowned slightly: “And then?”

“Then I helped send that person away, what else could it be?” Hubert spread her hands. “By the way, the things on your side are really difficult to handle. So many people were watching that sniper, it was hard to avoid them all. I had to find a way to get the person into the High Ward to escape the threats. Now I’ve successfully thrown that person out of District 13. Don’t worry, no one will come to interfere with your business anymore.”

Yi Jing’s expression eased a bit as she leaned back against the headboard.

She didn’t know what to say for a moment.

It was certainly good that the crisis could be resolved, but but she had never laid all her cards on the table with Hubert, had she? Why did this situation seem so natural now?

What kind of cooperation did she or rather, the original owner of this body have with Hubert???

What exactly was going on now?!?

“What’s wrong with you?” Hubert looked at her.

Yi Jing’s inner questions were exploding, and she really didn’t know what to say. She could only look at Hubert with an outwardly profound expression while her mind was actually blank.

Hubert was also looking at her.

The High Warden with long red hair and a rose-scented pheromone usually had a careless appearance, but at this moment, Hubert was very serious, looking thoughtful, with emotions so deep in her dark red eyes that it was startling.

Yi Jing: “…”

Damn it, what was she staring at???

The two women, with an age difference of seven or eight years, silently looked at each other for a moment. The older red-haired woman was the first to look away, casually picking up an orange from the fruit basket she had brought and starting to peel it:

“Actually, I sometimes find it a bit strange too. I inexplicably feel like you’ve become a different person.”

“??!” Yi Jing paused for a moment, her back suddenly stiffening, almost forgetting how to respond.

It’s over, has she been exposed already?

Having been in this world for so long, she had almost forgotten about the whole transmigration thing.

But the living, breathing people around her probably wouldn’t believe in transmigration, right? Everyone here had their own way of living, with very real joys and sorrows. Probably no one would be idle enough to think that this reality, which imposed countless pressures on them but occasionally brought unexpected good things, was actually just a novel with occasionally malfunctioning human nature?

Fortunately, Hubert hadn’t thought of anything so outrageous. She just seemed very interested in the orange, peeling it in circles as she said: “But when I look closely, it’s still the same person after all.”

“.” Yi Jing secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

That’s good. But was she really that similar to the original owner?

Hubert didn’t continue talking to Yi Jing, but thought to herself: Yi Jing’s habits when thinking and her way of doing things hadn’t changed at all, still the same as before.

Unconscious actions can’t deceive people. It’s just that sometimes she felt like this person had amnesia or something, inexplicably becoming much more innocent, with that lingering hatred also fading, completely lacking the viciousness from before. Oh, occasionally she was still vicious, like this time.

Could it be because she fell in love? Is this the power of love?

Thinking of how sickeningly sweet Yi Jing looked when mentioning Yu Miao, Hubert really couldn’t be bothered to bring up Yi Jing’s love life anymore. She stood up, waved at Yi Jing and said: “That’s all I wanted to say. As long as you understand, I’ll be going now.”

Yi Jing: “.”

She’s finally leaving.

Yi Jing breathed a sigh of relief and slowly lay back down on the bed.

This conversation with Hubert was completely unexpected.

Including Qi Xiao, now there were two of the original owner’s friends who had repeatedly helped her, right?

What exactly was going on?

Even though she had transmigrated, had her goals unexpectedly aligned with the original owner’s?

Yi Jing couldn’t help but turn her head to look at her own hand. The hand lying beside her gently opened and closed its fingers, first clenching then relaxing. That flexible, fitting feeling clearly said that this was her body.

But echoes from the original owner’s residual will would still occasionally touch Yi Jing’s nerves.

Was she really occupying someone else’s life?

Yi Jing felt a bit depressed. She really disliked this feeling of taking someone else’s things, but she also really didn’t want to give it up because this life included a Yu Miao.

She should probably think about something else to distract herself.

Yi Jing withdrew her gaze, recalling what Hubert had said earlier about the Criminal Investigation Team almost catching the sniper who shot her.

Was it a bit too much to let Yi Heng take full responsibility for this kind of thing?

Unfortunately, she didn’t have anyone else she could use. This kind of illegal matter couldn’t be handed over to subordinates in the Inspectorate, and other people weren’t reliable.

It was probably those who didn’t want her to have an easy time who found a way to actively leak information about the sniper to the police.

There were likely quite a few people who wanted to do that. At the very least, once the Zhao family came to their senses, they wouldn’t give up on reporting that sniper to the police.

Fortunately, Hubert had stepped in to help. Now that there were no more worries, her plan could also move on to the next step.

In the afternoon, Yu Miao came to the medical center again.

Actually, she didn’t have to keep going back and forth between the Yi family manor and the medical center like this. There must be rooms left for her in the Phantom City above. But because she had to make soup for Yi Jing and occasionally needed to go back to get some clothes, Yu Miao still kept up this troublesome routine.

Besides this, Yu Miao also had some of her own business to attend to, making the trips necessary.

Punishment could only account for at most half the reason. No, only eighty percent of the reason was really being angry at the little alpha for not knowing her limits.

Apart from matters related to the little alpha, she also needed to keep in touch with Q, she still had very important relationships to maintain in the Yi family manor, and this ascension to Phantom City was a good opportunity.

As for other things.

Yu Miao glanced at the cute thermos in her hand, still feeling a bit angry with Yi Jing in her heart.

Even though she knew Yi Jing had been forced into a very dangerous situation, it wasn’t okay. Just thinking about how Yi Jing had so easily decided to harm herself, running off to retaliate against the other party without any fear, made her feel somewhat scared in retrospect.

How could she be so reckless with her life?

Whether it was an explosion or a shooting which one wouldn’t be very painful and agonizing? How could she so casually and carelessly harm herself without knowing how to cherish herself?

The more Yu Miao thought about it, the angrier she became. Her expression, which had softened somewhat, turned cold again.

The door to the hospital room was pushed open with a “bang”, and Yu Miao stormed in angrily. She originally wanted to grab Yi Jing directly to drink the soup, but upon entering the room, she found that there was no one on the hospital bed.

Yu Miao was stunned for a moment. Just as she was feeling a bit confused, she heard a pitiful whimper from behind her.

The next second, the door to the hospital room was pushed open, and Yu Miao was embraced by a warm hug.

“Sister, I missed you so much,” Yi Jing said softly behind Yu Miao.

Without the cold uniform of the Inspectorate as a barrier, the soft hospital gown couldn’t hide the warmth coming through from the young body.

The young, slender body gently hugged Yu Miao, the arms embracing her seeming to connect not just their bodies, but also bringing their heartbeats in the chest cavities to the same frequency.

Yu Miao’s heart stirred slightly, some complex emotions beginning to grow, but thinking carefully, she still felt a bit angry. So she turned her face away and said, “Don’t talk nonsense, when have you not missed me?”

“That’s different!” Yi Jing said softly, pitifully nuzzling into the crook of Yu Miao’s neck, “It’s not missing you in that way. I really just wanted to hug you. You haven’t let me hug you. I’m sorry, I really know I was wrong. It was my fault for rashly harming myself. Won’t you stop being angry?”

Yu Miao turned her face away without speaking.

“I’m sorry!” Yi Jing pitifully kissed Yu Miao’s ear, then carefully observed Yu Miao’s expression after the kiss.

Yu Miao couldn’t stand Yi Jing’s pitiful look, like a puppy who had made someone angry and wanted to go home. She turned her head to look at Yi Jing, frowning as she said, “Stop acting coy.”

“I don’t want to,” Yi Jing, hearing Yu Miao’s tone, knew there was a chance to make Yu Miao forgive her. Without thinking, she doubled down on acting coy and threw a puppy-like tantrum, burying her face in Yu Miao’s neck and saying muffledly,

“I’m sorry, sister, I really know I was wrong. But some things had to be done, I didn’t mean to. I also want to be with you for a very long time, so I’m sorry for making you worry.”

Yu Miao paused, her soft lips suddenly pursing.

This time she finally heard the most crucial words.

Yi Jing said she wanted to be with her for a very long time. Her little dog was also loyal to her, wouldn’t run away halfway, wouldn’t suddenly disappear on her own, wouldn’t think about courting death, leaving her alone in this cold, disgusting, gray world.

“You rascal, you don’t have any awareness of being someone’s fiancée,” Yu Miao turned her head away and said softly.

Who allowed you to harm your own body.

“What?” Yi Jing was stunned, not hearing clearly.

“Nothing,” Yu Miao closed her eyes briefly, finally unable to bear being angry with Yi Jing anymore. She sighed lightly and said, “I said I understand.”

“!” Yi Jing suddenly raised her head, tilting it to look at Yu Miao, “Sister, are you not angry anymore?”

Yu Miao didn’t answer, only lightly cupping Yi Jing’s chin and glancing at her from the corner of her eye as she asked, “Are you still recovering? Does your wound not hurt anymore?”

“It hurts,” Yi Jing immediately became obedient, very well-behaved as she let go of Yu Miao and followed her back to the bedside like a little tail.

Yi Jing really wanted to continue clinging to Yu Miao, but she didn’t dare to keep bothering Yu Miao at this time, lest Yu Miao remember her reckless actions and get angry again.

“Lie down properly,” Yu Miao pressed Yi Jing onto the bed, then thought for a moment and reached out to lift Yi Jing’s collar. “Were you just hiding behind the door? You’re always causing trouble. Did you bump your wound?”

Yi Jing smiled and held Yu Miao’s hand.

“You must have bumped it, you’re not behaving at all,” Yu Miao immediately frowned, turning to press the call button at the head of the bed.

“I just lightly bumped it, sister can just touch it and it will be fine,” Yi Jing threw her bottom line to the ground and guided Yu Miao’s hand towards her shoulder.

Yu Miao: “…”

Her fingertips lingered a bit, feeling Yi Jing’s temperature. The sensation transmitted back from the skin clearly said that Yi Jing’s wound was indeed not seriously hurt.

She quite liked touching Yi Jing, but she didn’t want Yi Jing to see her affection at this moment, so she had to turn to get the thermos she had brought. Halfway through reaching for it, she remembered this was soup she had made while angry.

Yi Jing lay on the bed with bright eyes, looking expectantly at Yu Miao: “Is that for me?”

Yu Miao: “…”

Yu Miao decided to say no.

“As long as it’s made by sister, anything is good,” Yi Jing said obediently.

Yu Miao was silent for a moment, then began to recount the facts she had deliberately ignored in the past few days: “Yesterday you wanted to run away as soon as you saw this soup. The day before yesterday you said you definitely didn’t want to drink it. The day before that you gritted your teeth to swallow it.”

“I just didn’t like you being sulky,” Yi Jing said with an embarrassed smile, reaching out to hold Yu Miao’s hand.

Yu Miao had no way to deal with her. She sighed and sat down on the edge of the bed, picking up a fruit from the basket someone had sent and starting to peel it, smoothly skipping over the matter of the soup: “Alright, alright, you’re the most obedient.”

Yi Jing breathed a sigh of relief, snuggling a bit closer to Yu Miao’s side.

Thank goodness, Yu Miao was finally not angry anymore.

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