After a Disabled Alpha Marked a Yandere Female Lead - Chapter 46

Chapter 46: VIP

Zhu Qingluo felt a sense of surprise. A strange image flashed in her mind: Jiang Yun, after a day of work, secretly studying an exclusive “massage technique” just for her. It was truly baffling. Her eyes shimmered as she looked at the woman in front of her. “What do you mean?” she asked.

Jiang Yun’s hands paused. She immediately saw the glimmer of hope on Zhu Qingluo’s face, the only change in her expression in two days. It was clear that she was interested in this topic. Jiang Yun felt a mix of emotions, a kind of sweet ache. She cupped Zhu Qingluo’s calves with her palms, which were warm against her skin. With a serious expression, she replied, “I consulted with a medical professor. Your condition is rare, but with the right methods, you’ll be able to live a normal life again in time.”

Zhu Qingluo feigned surprise and asked softly, “Really?”

“Yes. I wouldn’t lie to you.” With that, Jiang Yun, worried that she wouldn’t believe her, made another promise. “Once I’m done with my business, I’ll take you to see the professor.”

Zhu Qingluo softly agreed. She had a rough idea of what was going on, but she played along. She waited for a while, trying not to imagine the strange sensations that might arise from her legs being gently massaged. Jiang Yun, for her part, was completely unaware. After about a few minutes, she carefully covered Zhu Qingluo’s knees with the thin blanket again, her movements gentle, as if handling a precious and fragile item. Jiang Yun’s expression was exceptionally serious, with a faint smile on her lips.

However, in the next moment, Zhu Qingluo spoke. “I asked the doctor that day. She said that your gland function and some other factors are unstable… Maybe you should consider yourself first.”

At her words, Jiang Yun pressed her lips together. She lifted her eyes to meet Zhu Qingluo’s gaze, which held a hint of a test. Since they had been living together, things had happened that had already hurt Zhu Qingluo. Jiang Yun’s glandular disorder was not a problem that could be ignored forever. Zhu Qingluo believed that compared to her own leg condition, Jiang Yun should be more concerned about this issue. At the very least, she shouldn’t be by her side all day, watching her as if she were a prisoner.

“Is that what you really think?” Jiang Yun asked.

Zhu Qingluo lowered her gaze, hiding her deeper concerns. She said softly, “We can only be our best selves if we are apart.”

“Alright,” Jiang Yun said.

Zhu Qingluo was a little taken aback. Jiang Yun’s expression hadn’t changed, but the smile didn’t reach her eyes. Despite this, she had agreed. Zhu Qingluo wasn’t as happy as she thought she would be. Instead, an indescribable emotion welled up inside her. She couldn’t help but look away, toward the view outside the window. At this moment, a gentle breeze swept through the flowerbed, and the rows of golden tulips bloomed with a dazzling brilliance.

As Zhu Qingluo was lost in her thoughts, her heart suddenly sank. She couldn’t help but look ahead. In the warm sunlight, the woman’s hair was also covered in a faint golden glow. Her presence was incredibly faint, as if she were just lingering by Zhu Qingluo’s side. Jiang Yun’s head was resting on Zhu Qingluo’s knee. Her eyes were lightly closed, and her eyelashes were thick and long. She was leaning against her without any defenses. Zhu Qingluo pursed her lips, feeling that she should say something to stop this, no matter the reason. But… perhaps it was because Jiang Yun looked so gentle and soft at this moment. This scene held no danger at all.

Zhu Qingluo thought to herself. Her gaze lingered on the fuzzy top of Jiang Yun’s head for a while. She shifted her eyes to the floor in front of her. Under a soft halo of light, their two shadows seemed to be frozen in place. At this moment, they were briefly nestled together.

…

Perhaps Zhu Qingluo’s persuasion worked. Jiang Yun started to take her gland check-up seriously and was out for most of the day. It was probably a psychological effect, but in the empty house, Zhu Qingluo felt a strange sense of relief. At nine in the evening, she received a package from Jiang Yun. When she opened it, she found a videotape. It turned out that while she was recuperating at home, a jewelry exhibition had been held in her name. The timing meant it was already over. According to the original plan, Zhu Qingluo should have attended, but Jiang Yun was worried about her health and had told her to stay home, with all arrangements made by her. She felt a sense of loss and, after a brief thought, played the video. The light in the room dimmed.

When the screen came on, accompanied by a chorus of voices, the camera’s lens turned to the exhibition booth. Due to the Jiang Group’s extensive publicity, the exhibition was a great success. Every piece of her design shimmered with a brilliance even more radiant than usual under the abundant lighting. Zhu Qingluo was captivated, her eyes fixed on the screen for a long time. “Next, this piece is a masterpiece from the talented Designer Zhu… it’s a pity that she couldn’t be here in person.” The host’s voice was powerful, reciting the lengthy introduction.

Then, at that moment, the screen suddenly became a jumble of static. The images were gone. It was as if the tape had been a fake. Zhu Qingluo frowned slightly as she watched the footage skip a few frames. The sound returned to normal, and the exhibition continued in an orderly fashion. She watched for a little while longer, fast-forwarding a few sections, then slowly put down the remote control. Zhu Qingluo closed her eyes, her expression thoughtful. Her hands were folded on her knees. Through the white blanket, she could barely feel the existence of her legs.

In the dim light, Zhu Qingluo lowered her gaze. Her eyes shifted. She was thinking about something else. She wanted to see the outside world. This thought used to be so easy, but now it seemed impossible. When she realized this, the urge became even stronger. Confined in the Jiang family’s house day after day, she even felt a little disoriented. Finally, Zhu Qingluo didn’t finish the video. She took it out, put it back in its original place, closed the drawer, and then, holding onto her wheelchair, slowly turned around. Zhu Qingluo went upstairs and returned to her room as usual. The night was long, and her sleep quality was poor.

The next day, it was a bright morning. As Zhu Qingluo passed through the living room, a maid brought her a bowl of porridge. Then, she saw Jiang Yun coming down the stairs, dressed as if she were about to go out. Jiang Yun gracefully walked over to her and glanced at the maid. Then, she slowly rolled up the sleeves of her shirt. The coral-red jade and gold beads on her wrist collided, making a crisp, pleasant sound. Jiang Yun picked up the porcelain bowl, scooped a spoonful, and brought it to Zhu Qingluo’s lips.

Zhu Qingluo couldn’t help but look up into Jiang Yun’s smiling eyes. She paused for a moment, then took the spoonful of porridge. Jiang Yun’s lips curved upward. “Good girl,” she said.

Zhu Qingluo felt a bit dazzled, perhaps by the intense sunlight, and shifted her gaze. But her ears were slightly warm. Jiang Yun’s eyes lingered for a while but didn’t say anything. She continued to feed her with great patience. This was the first time in her life she had ever done something like this, and it was even more… pleasing than she had imagined. Jiang Yun’s eyes narrowed slightly, a glint of interest in them. Watching Zhu Qingluo’s pale lips gently close, leaving a little moisture behind, as if she were finally tasting the flavors of the world, her face gradually regained its color. Jiang Yun’s dark eyes shifted as she watched her swallow, and her mind began to wander. Besides feeding her porridge, perhaps… she could do other things for her.

Zhu Qingluo was completely unaware. After she finished the porridge, she looked up at the woman in front of her. Jiang Yun was leaning down to wipe the corners of her lips. Her fingers brushed against Zhu Qingluo’s delicate skin, leaving a slight warmth behind. Zhu Qingluo’s heart tightened, and she instinctively looked away. After a while, Jiang Yun turned around and put the bowl and spoon back on the tray. The maid, with her head down, walked out without a word.

Zhu Qingluo watched her back, sensing that Jiang Yun was in a very good mood today. She casually asked for the reason. “I had Assistant Wu arrange it. We’ll be able to see the professor this afternoon.”

The medical professor? Zhu Qingluo was a little surprised. She didn’t expect Jiang Yun to act so quickly. Faced with this kind gesture, Zhu Qingluo couldn’t bring herself to refuse. Thinking positively, even if her legs couldn’t be cured, it would at least set the other person’s mind at ease. So, she nodded slightly and said in a low voice, “I understand.”

She was about to leave, but her hand on the wheelchair paused as she felt a weight on her head. Jiang Yun was stroking the top of her head. Zhu Qingluo pursed her lips and did not avoid her touch.

…

In the afternoon, the sun was hot outside a sanitarium. The surroundings were quiet. A breeze swept over the hills. The villages in the distance formed a continuous line, highlighting the special location of this place. It was said to be a property owned by Professor Shen. She would sometimes come here to live for a while, and her whereabouts were very private.

Zhu Qingluo felt a little curious as she watched the iron gate in front of her open. Not far away, there were some people in hospital gowns. Their faces were tired, or their expressions were abnormal, but they all looked at her with a kind of “eager” gaze. Zhu Qingluo tried her best to ignore them and slowed down her wheelchair.

Jiang Yun, who was next to her, lifted her eyes and swept a sharp gaze over them. The head nurse’s smile stiffened slightly. Soon, the head nurse called to the others and led the patients back to their rooms to rest. Zhu Qingluo didn’t say anything about this. The dense crowd was gone, and the road became wider. She felt a sense of relief and followed Jiang Yun’s pace.

A few minutes later, Zhu Qingluo was in an office. In front of her was a woman in a white coat. Her thick, arching eyebrows gave her a heroic look. Her cheekbones were slightly sunken, and her face showed the marks of time. Her overall demeanor was dignified and elegant.

Professor Shen gave a professional smile. She looked at Zhu Qingluo and said, “You must be the great designer, Designer Zhu, right?”

“Don’t be too surprised. I just accompanied my niece to your jewelry exhibition.” The other person seemed to know a lot about her. Zhu Qingluo felt a hint of unease. “Did Jiang Yun tell you?” At this moment, Jiang Yun was waiting outside.

“That’s right.” Professor Shen walked to the instrument table. She put on white gloves, her movements meticulous and precise, fitting perfectly over each joint of her fingers. Her expression was exceptionally serious and cautious. She deliberately spoke to Zhu Qingluo to ease her tension.

At this moment, Professor Shen walked up to her but didn’t rush to examine her. Instead, she looked at her well-proportioned hands. Zhu Qingluo suddenly felt a sense of pressure. A feeling of danger faintly surrounded her. She thought it was just a feeling, but then she saw the other person open her mouth.

“These hands must be very important to you, right?” Shen Siya said with a hint of regret and a smile. According to the information she had, Zhu Qingluo’s legs were disabled, but her pheromones were not affected. She could still create works of art with her own two hands. So, she wasn’t a “complete cripple” just yet.