Little Succubus Transmigrates into a Fishing Type O - Chapter 2

Early the next morning.

Bai Ruanruan woke up in the hotel room, her entire body aching as if she had been run over by a car.

The gland at the back of her neck was covered in bite marks—only heaven knew how much torment she had endured.

“Ah…” A pained whimper escaped her throat as the soreness in her legs and lower back nearly made her collapse.

Lying on the other side of the soft bed was Gu Jianyou, her breathing light and even.

Bai Ruanruan blinked back the tears in her eyes and cautiously stole one of Gu Jianyou’s outfits to wear.

The hotel room’s carpet was littered with shreds of a pink dress, still faintly carrying the sweet peach scent of her pheromones.

She had never truly understood what an alpha was before—but last night had given her a bone-deep education.

Ruthless, unreasonable, and all too skilled at bullying others… and not particularly gentle about it either.

Gu Jianyou had used her pheromones to force Bai Ruanruan into submission, biting her neck until it throbbed with pain. Now, the girl refused to even glance at the woman still lying in bed, resentment simmering in her chest.

Gu Jianyou’s clothes hung slightly loose on her frame, making her look like a child playing dress-up in adult clothing.

After hurriedly tidying herself up, Bai Ruanruan didn’t dare linger, afraid that if she woke Gu Jianyou, she wouldn’t be able to leave at all.

Before slipping out, she lifted her long hair and, with two slender fingers, pulled a stack of scripts from Gu Jianyou’s briefcase.

She skimmed the title before quietly tucking it back inside.

She had heard that Liuguang Entertainment was investing heavily in a new drama soon…

Barefoot, her high-heeled shoes broken, Bai Ruanruan silently left the room and used the last of her money to hail a cab back to the artist dormitory.

……

Nestled in the soft, snow-white bedding, Gu Jianyou slept soundly, her long hair draped over her shoulders, softening her features in a way rarely seen when she was awake.

Her alpha pheromones had been perfectly soothed, granting her an unusually deep slumber.

She didn’t stir until well past her usual waking hour, frowning as consciousness returned.

Her assistant had been anxiously waiting outside the hotel room for nearly two hours before the door finally opened.

“Boss, you’re going to be late for your meeting!” the assistant blurted out. “The partners are already in the conference room!”

A beta with little sensitivity to pheromones, the assistant still recoiled slightly at the overwhelming mix of iris and rose scent that spilled from the room.

As soon as the words left their mouth, they glanced up and froze—their boss stood before them wearing nothing but the hotel’s white robe.

Through the cracked door, they caught glimpses of torn fabric scattered across the floor.

Then their gaze landed on the marks along Gu Jianyou’s neck, and their eyes widened.

“Boss, you—”

Had there been someone else in the room?

“Get me a change of clothes,” Gu Jianyou said darkly.

The assistant’s mind reeled—had last night been that intense? Enough to shred clothing?!

“Right away!”

They couldn’t be sure, but it seemed like their boss’s usual overpowering pheromones were slightly muted today.

For the rest of the day, Gu Jianyou was distracted.

During the meeting, she kept twisting the emerald ring on her pinky finger.

Her gaze drifted to the goldfish bowl in the corner of the conference room, where two crimson fish nibbled at the flakes floating on the water’s surface.

The flash of red reminded her of the marks trailing like vines across Bai Ruanruan’s back.

Last night, bl00d had rushed to her head, clouding her thoughts—she hadn’t gotten a clear look.

All she remembered was the girl clinging to her, sobbing, begging her not to look.

Gu Jianyou’s fingers stilled on the ring, her movements slowing.

“President Gu, do you have any additional clauses to add to this contract?” asked the business partner Xiao Xin. “Feel free to make any requests.”

Gu Jianyou snapped out of her thoughts. “You’ll have my response within twenty-four hours. Meeting adjourned.”

Seated in her office wearing a white shirt hastily brought by her assistant, Gu Jianyou tapped her fingers rhythmically on the wooden desk.

With a frown, she said, “Find out who that person was who went to the hotel with me last night.”

The secretary nodded. “I’ll check the surveillance footage immediately. Does the boss have any clues about the woman from last night?”

Any clues would make the search faster.

Gu Jianyou naturally slipped her hand into her pocket, then paused. Slowly, she pulled out a piece of pink fabric from her dress and placed it on the ebony desk.

A torn scrap of cloth—its origin unclear—left the office in silence.

Secretary: “?”

As the secretary reached for it with gloved hands, Gu Jianyou swiftly retrieved the fabric.

“Just check the surveillance.”

Secretary: “Right away.”

Alone in the office, Gu Jianyou vividly recalled piercing the girl’s neck with her teeth last night, the sweet rush of pheromones from her glands.

The girl had clung to her tightly, her cries only fueling the desire to tease her further.

It was Gu Jianyou’s first time marking someone, driven purely by primal instinct.

Ever since witnessing that incident as a child, she had resisted any form of marking.

Lowering her gaze, she wasn’t sure if she regretted last night’s recklessness or was simply reliving the details.

The pink scrap of fabric twisted between her fingers. Just the thought of her clothes being worn by a stranger—an Omega—sent an inexplicable tension through her, her pheromones fluttering erratically…

The Omega hadn’t asked for money, resources, or even her identity. No flattery, no ulterior motives.

It had been her first time.

Gu Jianyou pulled out her phone.

In the search bar, she typed: What to do if you accidentally marked an Omega at a bar?

…

“I’ve told you—no one’s investing in this low-budget web drama, ‘First Love’s Affection.’ Even if it airs, you won’t gain any fans!”

The agent spat out the words, slamming the script down in front of Bai Ruanruan.

“You’d be better off taking a minor role in a well-produced series—at least you’d get some screen time.”

Bai Ruanruan, seated beside the agent, shook her head. “I’ve already submitted my audition for the female lead in ‘First Love’s Affection.’ There’s no point trying to change my mind.”

The agent rolled her eyes. “Newbies like you have no sense of reality! No wonder you’ll never make it big.”

Bai Ruanruan smiled faintly. “What if they decide to increase the budget?”

The agent scoffed. “Impossible. With so many scripts waiting for funding, how many actually get it?”

Bai Ruanruan exchanged a glance with Song Yu nearby, who had no choice but to take on a minor role in a funded production.

Bai Ruanruan persisted. “What if ‘First Love’s Affection’ becomes a hit?”

The agent hesitated, then said, “I’ll get you decent ad opportunities.”

Bai Ruanruan nodded, taking the script as she left the lounge. A faint smirk played on her lips—she was confident.

Gently touching the silk shirt that still carried Gu Jianyou’s scent, her smile deepened in solitude.

She was so certain because she had seen the script for this drama in Gu Jianyou’s briefcase.

Yesterday in the bar’s restroom, she overheard Gu Jianyou discussing the investment for this drama with the director. Given the strong promotional push it would receive later, its success was practically guaranteed.

Before her transmigration, Bai Ruanruan had been powerless, despised and bullied by her clan because of the unusual red patterns on her body. But if she could climb to a higher position in this life…

No one would dare bully her again.

In the lounge, the agent glanced at Song Yu. “Last night, you and Bai Ruanruan went to the bar and ran into the CEO of Liuguang?”

Song Yu only knew that after her friend went to the restroom, she had vanished, only sending a message close to dawn saying she was fine.

Song Yu shook her head in confusion. “We only saw her from a distance—who would dare approach her?”

She shrank back slightly, muttering to herself, A powerful alpha like that—if they really slept together, wouldn’t she be tormented half to death?

Just the thought was terrifying.

The agent sighed. “True, people at that level are beyond our reach.”

Rumors in the industry painted Gu Jianyou as an untouchable ice queen, a lofty flower on a high peak. She had only graced the newly opened bar with her presence as a courtesy and left long before the nightlife truly began. It was unlikely anyone would ever get close to her.

Rather than worrying about which drama to take, Song Yu—a minor celebrity—was more concerned about Bai Ruanruan’s pheromones.

From the moment they met this morning, the rich, sweet scent of peaches had been radiating from her, so potent even Song Yu, an omega, felt weak in the knees. Couldn’t she tone it down a little?!

……

The audition was about to begin when Gu Jianyou arrived late.

The sharp click of high heels echoed as the director quickly stood up, ushering her in with careful deference.

“Thank you for honoring us with your presence, President Gu. Today we’re selecting the female lead for First Love’s Affection. There are only about twenty candidates, so it won’t take long.”

The director was well-known in the industry, having previously worked only in film. This was his first foray into television, and he hadn’t heavily promoted it in the early stages.

Gu Jianyou was seated in the most prominent position at the center, her secretary standing behind her.

The director glanced at the current auditioning actor before cautiously discussing investment details with Gu Jianyou.

Gu Jianyou gave a slight nod. “Understood.”

The director didn’t dare say more, his heart practically leaping into his throat.

No matter how much praise she received from the outside world, the final say still lay with the investors.

Throughout the day, Gu Jianyou’s attention drifted.

Her secretary leaned in and whispered, “The bar was too crowded last night—we couldn’t get a clear image of that girl. I’ll check the hotel surveillance this afternoon.”

Gu Jianyou’s lashes flickered. “No need.”

Adults understood these things implicitly. It had just been a one-night stand, both of them driven by pheromones, each taking what they needed.

The fact that the unfamiliar girl had left the hotel before her was proof enough—she didn’t want any further entanglement.

Gu Jianyou closed her eyes wearily, and in the darkness, Bai Ruanruan’s strange yet mesmerizing red patterns flickered in her mind again.

Last night, she hadn’t dared touch them too much, afraid of hurting her.

Yet there was an inexplicable allure, a pull that made Gu Jianyou want to explore that soft, delicate body further. When she opened her eyes again, her gaze was clear.

“President Gu, take a look—the twelfth candidate is quite good. What do you think?”

The director’s eyes sparkled as he spoke to her.

Gu Jianyou lifted her gaze—and her pupils constricted.

A girl with captivating peach-blossom eyes had loosely tied up her long hair and was performing a scene from the script as requested by the producer.

Gu Jianyou’s gaze focused on the young girl’s delicate hands as they gently caressed the flower petals, watching her slowly close her fingertips to crush the petals as the script required.

Crimson flower juice seeped into her snow-white fingertips, creating the illusion of fingers squeezing a human heart.

The floral scent, mingled with the aroma of ripe peaches, swirled through the small room.

Gu Jianyou felt a flutter in her heart—last night, these very hands had clung to her neck.

As the petals were crushed, the girl, with an innocent and naive expression, placed the crimson petals between her lips, exuding the shyness and inexperience of a first love.

Yet the intoxicatingly ripe peach fragrance and the red marks that had covered her back the previous night added another layer of temptation to this seemingly innocent display.

No one could captivate hearts quite like a succubus.

“She’s the one!” The director gasped excitedly. “That look in her eyes—perfect! Better than any actress I’ve ever seen!”

Gu Jianyou gave a quiet hum. “Then it’s her.”

……

After the audition, in the empty hallway, Bai Ruanruan walked forward while skimming through the script.

Frowning slightly, she had half-expected Gu Jianyou to call out to her. A trace of disappointment flickered in her lovely peach-blossom eyes—after all, the little succubus was still wearing this alpha’s clothes.

Bai Ruanruan scratched her head in frustration.

“Your name is… Bai Ruanruan?” A clear, cool voice called out from behind her. “A very cute name.”

Bai Ruanruan stopped in her tracks, turning around with a smile before shyly lowering her head. “Thank you for last night…”

Hearing her mention the previous night, Gu Jianyou couldn’t help but feel a surge of joy—she hadn’t dismissed their reckless encounter as if it had never happened.

“Here, this is for you.”

Bai Ruanruan stared curiously at the medicine box in Gu Jianyou’s hand. “What is this?”

An ointment for… that place? A succubus’s body was different from a human’s—she wouldn’t get hurt even without medicine.

The reason Gu Jianyou hadn’t approached Bai Ruanruan immediately after the audition was that she had rushed downstairs to buy this tube of ointment.

A faint smile appeared on Gu Jianyou’s usually indifferent face. “It’s burn cream. The marks on your back—were they caused by fire?”

Bai Ruanruan: “?”

No, they were natural.

But the words twisted before leaving her lips. With a smile, she accepted the ointment. “Thank you.”

Her fingertips, still stained with flower juice, lightly brushed against Gu Jianyou’s palm.

“Would you like to come in for a while?”