After Disabled A was Reborn, She Got Scummed Again - Chapter 6

This entire floor belonged to Qin Xiao. She enjoyed silence, so there were no other people here—not even maids.

The corridor was brightly lit, illuminating every inch of luxurious space. Its design was grand and opulent, yet the quietness made even the faintest sounds echo and amplify.

Chu Qiyan let out low, breathy whimpers of discomfort, her voice as hot and seductive as her body.

Because Chu Qiyan kept shifting restlessly in Qin Xiao’s arms, her soft, silky hair tangled around Qin Xiao’s neck, constantly brushing and teasing her skin. The heat from her breath spilled over Qin Xiao’s collarbone, searing and intense.

But that was still within Qin Xiao’s tolerance.

However, the sensation that suddenly touched the edge of her neck gland was unlike anything she had ever experienced before.

For a brief moment, Qin Xiao experienced a sudden surge of electricity throughout her body. Qin Xiao froze, not daring to move.

The corridor, every corner exquisitely adorned, was completely silent except for their sounds. Moonlight spilled in and blended with the warm indoor lighting.

Chu Qiyan’s tender and seductive whispers—like a siren’s call—filled the space, utterly bewitching.

Qin Xiao silently cursed herself. She shouldn’t have wasted so much time dealing with people earlier. She should’ve arranged for Chu Qiyan to get the antidote immediately. And now… it had come to this. A faint blush appeared beneath her short, shoulder-length hair.

The thickening scent of Omega pheromones saturated the air.

Qin Xiao quickly freed one hand and pressed against Chu Qiyan’s head, trying to hold her in place. But the girl’s hand managed to slip out and began blindly roaming across her chest.

“Chu Qiyan!” Qin Xiao hissed under her breath, her brows tightly furrowed and her beautiful, thin lips pursed.

The girl froze briefly.

 “…Qin Xiao… it’s so hot… mark me…”

 Chu Qiyan’s voice, soft and sticky with heat, was slightly hoarse and trembling, each word like a temptation—drunk, alluring, and dangerously sweet. She was trying to drag Qin Xiao into the depths with her.

“……”

 Right. Why was she even angry at someone drugged out of their mind?

Qin Xiao exhaled slowly, her voice softening. “…Be good. Hold on a little longer.”

One of her hands held down Chu Qiyan’s wrists tightly, while the other pressed against the girl’s lower back, locking her firmly in place. Chu Qiyan’s fuzzy head squirmed weakly against her shoulder.

Even though Aunt Liu, the butler, didn’t know exactly what was going on, just hearing Qin Xiao speak so gently made her raise Chu Qiyan’s standing in her heart again. Perhaps this Chu girl really would become their Master’s wife someday.

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Finally, they arrived. Aunt Liu stepped forward and opened the door.

Qin Xiao looked at the familiar room and asked, puzzled, “Where’s the guest room?”

Aunt Liu clearly paused before replying, “Master… there are no guest rooms on this floor.”

She had assumed the Master knew that, which was why she brought Chu Qiyan here to the ninth floor.

Qin Xiao didn’t come to this villa often, so she had just assumed there would be one.

“…Fine,” she conceded. Things had come to this. There wasn’t time to fuss. The girl in her arms kept twisting restlessly—she was barely able to hold her back anymore.

Aunt Liu wheeled her inside, then quickly retreated to the doorway, clearly ready to leave and close it.

“…Aunt Liu?” Qin Xiao called, puzzled. Aunt Liu had practically raised her. There was no reason to act like a stranger now, especially when they had a troublesome situation on their hands.

“The pheromone scent…” Aunt Liu explained honestly. The Omega’s scent was getting stronger and stronger. Aunt Liu, as an Alpha, was starting to feel flushed from the prolonged exposure.

“……”

 Qin Xiao paused in silence. Then murmured, more to herself, “Right…”

A drugged Omega would naturally release intense pheromones. She just couldn’t sense them.

In both her lifetimes, she had always been this way—bound to a wheelchair, unable to perceive pheromones. She had seen the best doctors from across the world. All came to the same conclusion: as an S-class Alpha, her spiritual strength was too strong, resulting in a rare condition called pheromone perception disorder.

Even her pheromones were beyond her reach. Reportedly, her scent was extremely faint. Even during her estrus period, her only symptom was a slightly elevated body temperature. None of the usual Alpha symptoms appeared.

An S-class Alpha, but less functional than a Beta.

So when Chu Qiyan begged her to “mark me,” she truly… couldn’t. She wasn’t capable of marking anyone.

Was it even worth reliving this life?

 Still bound to the wheelchair, still unable to feel pheromones, still unable to mark anyone. Such a broken body…

For a moment, Qin Xiao sank into deep, murky thoughts, shadows creeping into her eyes.

But then, a hot, wet sensation brushed the artery at her neck—soft and scorching. It yanked her back to reality. She turned her head to avoid it, a faint blush spreading across her cold, indifferent face.

Chu Qiyan, trapped tightly in her arms, was still squirming, seeking cool skin to press against. She yearned for the Alpha’s closeness, her faint pleas full of desperation:

 “…It hurts… Qin Xiao… help me…”

At some point, Aunt Liu had tactfully turned her back, busying herself with other tasks.

Qin Xiao maneuvered her wheelchair to the sofa.

 Her pale hand, veins raised with effort, slowly loosened. She tried to push Chu Qiyan onto the couch.

But the girl refused to let go. Now freed, her arms quickly hooked back around Qin Xiao’s neck. Her flushed face was completely red, her half-lidded eyes dazed and dreamy—she’d clearly lost all reason. All that remained in her world was Qin Xiao, this cold Alpha, the only one she clung to in her burning state.

Her moist, crimson lips parted slightly. She whispered and mumbled incoherently:

“Qin Xiao… I’m sorry… please help me… I’m burning up…”

“…You’re so cold… it feels so good… Qin Xiao, no, don’t go…”

“…Miss Qin… save me… please mark me… I’ve never been marked before… don’t hate me…”

Qin Xiao used a lot of strength, yet she still couldn’t pry Chu Qiyan off her, who clung to her like an octopus. Despite her irritation, Qin Xiao couldn’t help but find it a little amusing when she heard the girl’s pitiful pleading.

“Let go first, and I’ll help you…” she coaxed softly, like pacifying a child.

Chu Qiyan paused at her words, but instead of letting go, she pressed herself even more tightly against Qin Xiao.

Fortunately, under the butler’s arrangements, two Omega maids arrived quickly. They pulled Chu Qiyan away from Qin Xiao and settled her on the sofa. Throughout the process, they kept their heads down and didn’t even glance at her. After finishing, they silently left the room.

“So hot, it’s so hot… Qin Xiao…”

 Chu Qiyan twisted on the wide sofa, her long, wavy hair spreading out like seaweed beneath her head. Her almond-shaped eyes half-opened in a daze as she reached out pleadingly toward Qin Xiao, trying to grab her again.

But Qin Xiao had anticipated this and kept her distance, wary of being entangled once more.

At the moment, her clothes were disheveled. Her shirt collar hung wide open, and her chest gently rose and fell with her breath. A faint flush colored her face, softening her usually cold, distant demeanor. Sweat glistened lightly on her forehead from earlier exertion.

“Master, I…”

 As an Alpha, Aunt Liu found herself unable to remain in this space any longer. The intense Omega pheromones filled the entire room, causing her body to heat up and her breathing to become disordered.

“…Mm. You can go. Where’s Xu Chanmian?” Qin Xiao asked, glancing up.

“Dr. Xu is still on the way.”

“Then have someone bring ice,” Qin Xiao said. Chu Qiyan’s “I’m so hot…” echoed endlessly in her ears.

“It’s already being arranged,” Aunt Liu replied, then quietly closed the door behind her.

Now, only Qin Xiao and Chu Qiyan remained in the spacious room.

No matter how rich or tempting the pheromones in the air were, Qin Xiao couldn’t sense them. What does the Omega pheromone smell like? Is it sweet?

Thinking of Aunt Liu’s strange reaction, the question surfaced in Qin Xiao’s mind. She subconsciously moved closer to the sofa—to Chu Qiyan—to be nearer to the source.

Yet still, she smelled nothing. Her dark lashes lowered, hiding the complicated emotions flickering in her eyes.

After a while, something landed on her body—it was Chu Qiyan’s skirt.

She lifted her gaze and was met with the sight of long, fair legs laid openly in the air. Large swathes of creamy skin were exposed all the way up to her thighs. Chu Qiyan was twisting about, face flushed, murmuring about the heat, and constantly calling Qin Xiao’s name.

Her gown fared no better—disheveled and loose, the outer layer of gauzy white tulle had somehow ended up draped over her head. Through the sheer fabric, her slender neck, delicate collarbones, and graceful contours peeked through faintly. One more struggle, and Qin Xiao feared she’d see even more.

Qin Xiao glanced once, then promptly looked away. Her cheeks were slightly red. She picked up the fallen hem of Chu Qiyan’s dress and threw it back over her, covering up the tempting view.

But before she could withdraw her hand, Chu Qiyan grabbed it and pulled her into a tight embrace, pressing Qin Xiao’s hand against her cheek.

A wave of hot, soft sensation surged through. Qin Xiao tried to pull away but couldn’t.

“Don’t move… so cool… Qin Xiao…”

 Chu Qiyan’s eyes were tightly shut, savoring the coolness of her skin.

Whether being taken advantage of or doing the taking—this situation was entirely beyond Qin Xiao’s expectations. Chu Qiyan was certainly giving as good as she got.

Unable to pull away, Qin Xiao eventually gave up, her expression tinged with helplessness.

After warming up Qin Xiao’s hand, Chu Qiyan still wouldn’t let go. In fact, she clutched it even tighter, tugging Qin Xiao closer as she held her cold wrist like a lifeline.

Left with no choice, Qin Xiao used force to wrest her hand free.

Meanwhile, the drugged and fevered Chu Qiyan, face flushed red, continued mumbling “Qin Xiao” as her long lashes quivered. She writhed on the sofa in discomfort, venting her distress and frustration.

Her gown grew even more disheveled, and the once-covered view began to reveal itself again.

This was the first time Qin Xiao had ever seen her fiancée like this. Wasn’t Chu Qiyan always described as flawless, elegant, and refined?

Even though she’d never interacted with her much before, everything she’d heard about Chu Qiyan painted her as the ideal woman—the “white moonlight” in everyone’s heart.

But right now? Qin Xiao truly didn’t see it. Though, she had been drugged…

For some reason, Qin Xiao suddenly recalled the scene from hours earlier—when Chu Qiyan had crouched beside her, tilting her little head upward with tearful eyes, looking up at her so pitifully, like an abandoned puppy.

Eyes full of sorrow, utterly heart-wrenching. Even someone like Qin Xiao, who’d seen many beautiful Omegas, had to admit—Chu Qiyan was beautiful. The “white moonlight” title wasn’t undeserved.

Snapping out of her thoughts, Qin Xiao looked at the beautiful mess on the sofa, writhing and moaning. She couldn’t help but smile faintly.

Perhaps, in this lifetime, Chu Qiyan’s fate would be different—because she was here.

Then suddenly, Qin Xiao smelled a faint, delicate fragrance—cool and refreshing.

But it disappeared almost instantly. Just a few fleeting seconds… and then it was gone.

Her soft expression froze. She fell into thought again, eyes lifting to gaze at the disheveled beauty on the sofa who continued calling out in heat.

She observed, analyzed, and pondered…

Finally, there was a knock at the door.

 “Master, the ice is here,” the butler called from outside.