Little Succubus Transmigrates into a Fishing Type O - Chapter 22

“Don’t… don’t come any closer…”

Jiang Xue, played by Bai Ruanruan, huddled in the narrow, enclosed cabin of the Ferris wheel, her fingers gripping the cold stainless steel railing tightly.

She wore a long dress soaked with water.

The girl’s eyes were filled with panic. Her slender frame made her seem no different from a helpless chick in the eyes of the person before her.

From nervousness, a faint blush spread across Jiang Xue’s cheeks.

It made the girl appear fragile, pitiable, and at the same time, irresistibly tempting to torment further.

The supporting actor immersed himself quickly, his hand clamping down on Jiang Xue’s wrist like a vice, pressing her against the swaying glass of the Ferris wheel.

The man chuckled darkly, “Our little class beauty has grown even more stunning. The jocks from the next class keep loitering by your window—must make you happy, huh?”

The girl struggled desperately, her damp peach-blossom eyes brimming with despair and heart-wrenching sorrow.

“Stop… don’t do this…”

Her ankle was seized by the male actor opposite her, leaving her looking pitiful and utterly helpless within the confined space of the Ferris wheel.

Gu Jianyou stood in the cold wind, watching the scene unfold.

Her fingers clenched until her knuckles cracked audibly.

Gu Jianyou turned her head toward Director Zheng. “How much longer will this scene take?”

Director Zheng glanced at the timeline and called “Cut!” after a few seconds.

Gu Jianyou’s darkened gaze lingered on her little Omega being forcibly pinned inside the cramped Ferris wheel cabin, red marks blooming on her wrists.

At the director’s command, the two who had been entangled moments ago immediately separated.

The supporting actor scratched his head sheepishly. “Did I hold you too hard just now?”

Bai Ruanruan smiled shyly and took half a step back.

“It’s fine. My skin bruises easily.”

The supporting actor, a professionally trained young star with the currently popular “puppy-like” charm, pulled a bottle of anti-swelling spray from his pocket.

“Here, Teacher Bai, apply this quickly.”

Bai Ruanruan accepted the spray and murmured a soft “Thank you.”

The young man’s face flushed with innocent embarrassment.

Gu Jianyou took in every detail.

The alpha’s pheromones quietly permeated the set. The moment the sharp scent of irises reached the supporting actor, his face paled instantly.

The genetic suppression made it impossible for him to lift his head.

Gu Jianyou stepped forward, taking the spray from Bai Ruanruan first.

Her warm hands massaged Bai Ruanruan’s bruised wrist with just the right pressure.

Bai Ruanruan’s peach-blossom eyes curved into a smile as she looked at her. “Do you have time today, sister?”

Gu Jianyou nodded. “I’m free all afternoon. I was planning to take you out for dinner tonight.”

Bai Ruanruan glanced at the director. “There’s a scene I’d like to rehearse with someone. Director, could you pass me the script?”

Director Zheng said, “It’s lunch break now—you have two hours to rest.”

Bai Ruanruan gave an OK sign.

Noticing the investor’s stormy expression, Director Zheng hastily added,

“They were just rehearsing earlier. Both actors were careful—no need to worry, President Gu.”

Gu Jianyou’s obsidian eyes fixed on the director before shifting to the supporting actor who had just filmed with Bai Ruanruan.

The latter, bundled in a military coat and clutching a hot water bottle, shuddered under the weight of that piercing gaze.

Under the absolute genetic dominance, beads of sweat formed on his forehead.

So… terrifying.

……

Bai Ruanruan held Gu Jianyou’s hand

and led her to the Ferris wheel that had served as their prop.

Sitting in the swaying Ferris wheel cabin, the thinly dressed girl had her cheeks and collarbones flushed red from the cold, her pale eyes still glistening with unshed tears from earlier.

Gu Jianyou’s throat tightened. “Do you like the high heels I gave you?”

As the Ferris wheel swayed to a stop at its highest point, Bai Ruanruan—who seemed to have a fear of heights—turned even paler, her already fair face now ghostly white.

The delicate little Omega nodded timidly. “I like them very much.”

She had to respond to the alpha while nervously watching the scene below.

On the ground, staff members were grabbing boxed lunches, the director and producer whispering in front of the camera, and Jiajia—holding Bai Ruanruan’s thick coat—looked up at the Ferris wheel in confusion.

Jiajia’s movements were too conspicuous, drawing the attention of other staff members who also glanced upward.

Terrified, Bai Ruanruan shrank back inside the cabin. Despite her fear, her passion for acting pushed her to ignore her acrophobia.

“Big sister, could you help me rehearse this scene?”

Gu Jianyou took the script, skimming through it in seconds, her nails leaving faint marks on the smooth paper.

Was First Love’s Affection not supposed to be an innocent romance drama?

Bai Ruanruan pointed at the script. “I play Jiang Xue, who gets invited to an amusement park by her senior. But when the Ferris wheel suddenly stops mid-air, the seemingly upright senior reveals a terrifying side. After finding out I like women, he pins me inside the cabin…”

They hadn’t started filming yet—the two actors were just getting into character.

Bai Ruanruan’s fingers lightly brushed over the faint bruises on her wrist left by the male supporting actor. Gu Jianyou’s pupils constricted.

Though the girl’s soft fingers only grazed the delicate skin of her own wrist, Gu Jianyou felt as if her own wrist was being gently caressed.

The air inside the Ferris wheel was stifling. A sudden gust made the cabin sway, and Bai Ruanruan immediately clutched Gu Jianyou’s sleeve.

Embarrassed, she quickly let go. “Sorry for troubling you to sit here and rehearse with me.”

Gu Jianyou tightened her grip on the sleeve Bai Ruanruan had just held.

Counting down silently—three, two, one—the girl instantly slipped into character.

Gu Jianyou forcefully pressed her against the swaying cabin wall. Trapped with no help in sight, a crowd of onlookers below watched as the malfunctioning Ferris wheel remained stuck.

The girl struggled hoarsely, “Let me go! There’s someone I like—”

In the struggle, the straps on her shoulders loosened, exposing a vast expanse of snow-white back to Gu Jianyou.

Reciting her lines through tears that fell like broken pearls, they pattered onto the worn-out cabin floor.

Gu Jianyou barely registered Bai Ruanruan’s words. Her thumb pressed harshly against the girl’s delicate shoulder blade, leaving a deeper red mark than the one on her wrist.

A thought flickered in Gu Jianyou’s mind: She smells so good.

How could this little Omega be so foolish, placing all her trust in an alpha in an enclosed space?

The confined cabin was thick with the Omega’s pheromones. Gu Jianyou’s attention was no longer on the script.

She shoved the girl against the cold glass, reciting her line: “There’s someone you like?”

In the struggle, the script scattered across the floor, its densely packed words ignored by Gu Jianyou’s fleeting glance.

Tears welled in the innocent schoolgirl’s eyes. “I have someone I like.”

The alpha’s aggression surged within Gu Jianyou, her gaze dark and unfathomable. She sank her teeth into the gland at the nape of the girl’s neck—

Gu Jianyou’s thoughts were completely detached from the script rehearsal.

A dark voice surged in her heart: Yes, before Bai Ruanruan met me, could she have had someone she loved?

Just the thought of this possibility made Gu Jianyou’s teeth itch uncontrollably. What started as acting turned real as she forcefully bit into the Omega’s scent gland.

Bai Ruanruan let out a soft cry, her legs giving way as she collapsed inside the Ferris wheel cabin.

The sudden movement caused the Ferris wheel to sway violently.

The acrophobic Omega shrank into the Alpha’s embrace, trembling. “Let me go, please… If the person I like sees me like this…”

Gu Jianyou clicked her tongue. Even in this state, Bai Ruanruan was still thinking about rehearsing?

What a dedicated actress, so focused on her dreams.

The Alpha’s destructive urge ran wild. Her teeth soaked in the peach-scented pheromones as she inhaled deeply, drinking in the liquid far sweeter than any peach.

Gu Jianyou pressed the small Omega down firmly. “If the person you like saw you like this, wouldn’t they be disgusted? Wouldn’t they find you repulsive?”

The girl whimpered in despair, her eyes red from forced marking as tears spilled over.

“No, please don’t…” Her silent plea went unheard.

Fear of heights, terror, her gland bitten raw…

The pheromones in her mouth burned like wildfire, scorching Gu Jianyou’s entire body.

She gripped the tail ring on her pinky finger like a lifeline, clinging to the last shred of clarity in her mind.

The sweet peach pheromones flowed from her lips to every limb, a potent intoxication softening Gu Jianyou’s gaze.

Driven by Alpha instinct, she leaned in for another bite.

Just as her teeth grazed the trembling nape, Bai Ruanruan pushed her away.

In an instant, Bai Ruanruan straightened her clothes and picked up the scattered script from the floor.

Confusion and pheromone-induced haze flickered in Gu Jianyou’s eyes.

“Ruanruan?”

There was no trace left of the pitiful girl who had been pinned against the glass moments ago—only the usual calm, save for her tear-stained peach-blossom eyes, the sole evidence of what had just transpired.

Bai Ruanruan smiled. “Thank you for rehearsing with me, Sister. Your acting was amazing.”

Gu Jianyou’s mind slowly cleared. “What?”

As the Ferris wheel resumed its rotation, Bai Ruanruan stepped onto solid ground and pointed at the script.

“I thought you hadn’t read the script and was worried you wouldn’t match the scene.”

Gu Jianyou stared at the dust-stained script, momentarily lost.

Bai Ruanruan continued, “But you performed every action exactly as written—pinning me against the glass, forcibly marking me… Your acting was flawless.”

She murmured to herself, “If only we could film that scene. I’d love to practice it in front of a mirror.”

The fire in Gu Jianyou’s heart, stoked by pheromones, was abruptly doused with ice water.

What?

Gu Jianyou stood frozen, her teeth still tingling with the memory of the girl’s delicate skin and the warmth of her gland.

Her fingers still carried Bai Ruanruan’s lingering heat.

Gu Jianyou enunciated each word slowly, “You thought I was acting when I bit your neck?”

She snatched the script and scanned it. There, in black and white, it was written clearly:

Pin Jiang Xue against the glass, mock her, forcibly bite her gland…

Gu Jianyou’s lips parted slightly. The darkness swirling in her eyes deepened.

Gu Jianyou cast a sidelong glance at the male lead who was picking at a chicken leg in his lunchbox.

“Would he also bite through your gland?”

Gu Jianyou didn’t realize how dark her voice had become. The male lead shuddered and retreated to a corner with his chicken leg.

Bai Ruanruan picked up her lunchbox thoughtfully, “Probably not. Film scenes like that are usually shot with camera angles.”

Gu Jianyou: “.”

Bai Ruanruan turned her back, lifted her long hair, and took out a gland patch from her pocket, skillfully covering the fresh bite mark.

Gu Jianyou lowered her eyes. Rationally, she understood the girl’s need to conceal the mark, but emotionally…

Was the bite mark really something to be ashamed of?

Bai Ruanruan asked softly, “Was the peach I gave you last time sweet?”

Gu Jianyou’s breath hitched, “Very sweet.”

Bai Ruanruan casually put on her thick coat and joined the crew for lunch, “I still have some peaches at home. Would you like more?”

Gu Jianyou stood in the wind, her throat tight as if blocked by something unspoken.

Her Adam’s apple bobbed slightly, “You know perfectly well it’s not peaches I want.”

Her voice was so light it dissolved into the wind.

…

The film set buzzed with its usual activity.

Crew members shuffled about in the cold, their breath visible in white puffs.

“Someone’s visiting the set,” Jiajia whispered to Bai Ruanruan. “Do you know her?”

Bai Ruanruan set down her script, “A fan?”

Her recent commercials and variety show appearances had gained positive online attention.

Jiajia shook her head, “No, she seems to be here for the CEO.”

Bai Ruanruan’s eyebrow twitched as she glanced in the indicated direction.

A gracefully made-up young woman stepped out of a supercar, followed by assistants carrying heavy boxes to the set’s main table.

“These are afternoon teas personally prepared by Miss Qin,” an assistant announced. “Everyone’s worked hard.”

Hungry crew members swarmed the table.

Exquisite pastries adorned the surface—delicate mousse cakes decorated with candied strawberries and oranges that made stomachs growl just by looking.

Jiajia muttered, “They say this Miss Qin is the CEO’s cousin?”

Bai Ruanruan smiled without comment, focusing on her script.

Jiajia worried, “The CEO just asked me about your script. She said the forced scene on the Ferris wheel shouldn’t be included.”

With a sigh, she added, “Should I ask the director to cut it?”

Bai Ruanruan rolled her script into a cylinder and tapped Jiajia’s head, “That scene was never in the official shooting script.”

Jiajia rubbed her head, confused, “Then why were you rehearsing it with the CEO?”

Bai Ruanruan’s meaningful smile made Jiajia imagine nine fox tails swaying behind her.

…

“I heard you’ve been busy on set lately, cousin. Aunt Qin asked me to check on you.”

Qin Yaoyao gently offered a slice of cake to Gu Jianyou.

The immediate mention of Qin Qiu Yue made Gu Jianyou’s brow twitch imperceptibly.

The sight of the peach-flavored cake in Qin Yaoyao’s hand deepened her distaste.

“I have work. The set conditions are rough—you should head back early.”

The artificial peach flavor, coated in rock sugar, lacked both the fruit’s natural fragrance and its juicy texture.

Qin Yaoyao watched Gu Jianyou’s retreating figure, a flash of gritted teeth crossing her dignified face.

She forcefully placed the peach cake on the table.

A few minutes later, taking advantage of the staff’s inattention, she slipped into the specially designated actors’ rest area.

Qin Yaoyao had always acted as if she shared an intimate relationship with Gu Jianyou in front of everyone, so the crew treated her politely and didn’t stop her.

A bitter smile tugged at Qin Yaoyao’s lips. She was insignificant at home, easily overlooked by everyone.

If she hadn’t ingratiated herself with Qin Qiuyue, her life would have been even worse.

But Qin Qiuyue was, after all, getting older and far from the center of power. Even if she served her for a lifetime, the benefits she could gain would never compare to the crumbs that fell from her cousin’s fingers.

Gu Jianyou was different. Compared to the bedridden head of the Gu family in the sanatorium, she was the true wielder of power in the family.

Qin Yaoyao let out a helpless smile as she peered through a crack in the door into the occupied lounge.

Through the gap, she saw Gu Jianyou gently peeling the gland patch from the back of Bai Ruanruan’s neck.

Her movements were careful, as if handling a fragile, priceless treasure.

Qin Yaoyao’s pupils trembled violently. Never in her wildest dreams had she imagined that someone as untouchable as Gu Jianyou would show such concern for an Omega.

Covering her mouth in disbelief, Qin Yaoyao silently watched the scene unfold.

As the Omega’s gland patch was removed, the shocking bite marks beneath were revealed.

The dim light from the hallway spilled through the crack, casting shadows on Qin Yaoyao’s face. Her heartbeat roared in her ears, her bl00d boiling so fiercely it made her body burn.

Qin Yaoyao watched, wide-eyed, as the noble alpha lowered her head and tenderly licked the Omega’s gland with her tongue.

“Ruanruan, did I bite too hard earlier?”

“Could you give me some of the peaches from your home? The ones outside don’t taste as good as those two.”

“About the scene on the Ferris wheel—should I ask the director to cut it? I don’t like seeing you so close to another actor.”

The top alpha murmured sweet nothings, pouring all her tenderness onto the Omega.

The Omega’s entire body burned, her face flushed crimson, her earlobe pinched and played with between Gu Jianyou’s fingers.

The girl in her arms was perfect in every way—so much so that it was easy to overlook the plump, upturned flesh of her earlobes, soft and white like dumplings, turning red at the slightest touch.

Usually hidden beneath her hair, they peeked out when the wind blew, round and smooth like pearls.

Beautiful even without earrings.

Gu Jianyou seemed to have discovered some strange treasure, tugging and toying with them endlessly.

Only when the earlobe turned an unbearable shade of red did she finally let go.

Qin Yaoyao’s heart twisted with agony at the sight. The untouchable figure she idolized was nothing but a gentle, devoted companion to Bai Ruanruan.

Taking a half-step back, Qin Yaoyao accidentally stepped on a plastic bag on the floor.

Gu Jianyou immediately turned toward the door—

Qin Yaoyao fled in panic.

Bai Ruanruan glanced in the direction of the door with a faint, knowing smile, choosing not to address the fact that their intimate moment had been spied on.

“There’s a scene to shoot this afternoon. Will you come watch, sister?”

Gu Jianyou let out a hoarse hum of agreement.

Before leaving, she grasped Bai Ruanruan’s overly warm hand. “You’re burning up right now?”

The little succubus was radiating heat, her face flushed like sunset clouds, one earlobe glowing a translucent red.

“Hot?” Bai Ruanruan tilted her head in confusion. “I feel a little cold, actually.”

She draped a thick coat over her shoulders. “I’m going to find the assistant for makeup. Please make yourself at home, sister.”

Gu Jianyou kept rubbing her fingers that had just touched Bai Ruanruan’s earlobe, still faintly scented with lingering pheromones.

The girl’s earlobe was so soft—more suited for nibbling between teeth than pinching with fingers.

Alone in the empty room, Gu Jianyou slammed her fist against the wall.

The pinky ring she wore struck the wall too, pressing painfully into her skin.

The pain brought a sliver of clarity, helping suppress the alpha’s intense self-loathing over her impulses.

Covering her face in anguish, she muttered painfully to herself,

“What difference is there between me and a beast controlled by pheromones—”

…

First Love Romance Film Stills

 

“I’m seriously done—does this production team not promote at all?”

“Relying entirely on our Ruanruan to boost visibility. Director Zheng, does your conscience not ache?”

“Let me worship my wife’s beauty—her flushed cheeks are too adorable, clearly reddened from my kisses.”

“Begging Weibo to take down this trending topic. Stop posting photos of my wife.”

“LOL, my wife’s still in my bed (dog head)”

“Am I the only one noticing Bai Ruanruan’s abnormally red face? She looks sickly.”

“I noticed too. Crew said this scene shows Jiang Xue attending class while ill.”

“If true, the makeup artist’s skills are incredible.”

“Lowkey want to be Bai Ruanruan’s dog (sneaky”

“The internet isn’t lawless territory—tone it down (same though)”

On set.

Bai Ruanruan alternated between chills and fever. Jiajia worriedly handed her a cup of ginger tea.

“My head hurts so much.”

Weakly leaning against her manager, bundled in a heavy coat, she murmured,

“Do I really have a fever?”

Qin Yaoyao watched from nearby in expensive fur, scoffing quietly.

“No princess destiny but all the princess sickness. Really thinks clinging to Gu Jianyou makes her some noble lady?”

Bai Ruanruan had thought some medicine would suffice, but hearing Qin Yaoyao’s words,

Her voice turned even softer and weaker. “Jiajia, I probably caught cold on the Ferris wheel this morning. If sister hadn’t come, I wouldn’t have stayed up there so long.”

With a knowing smile at Qin Yaoyao, she added, “If only I could afford fur coats too, then I wouldn’t have to freeze in thin dresses during winter.”

Qin Yaoyao’s face twisted. As she prepared to retort, she saw Gu Jianyou approaching with Jiajia.

She watched helplessly as Gu Jianyou scooped up the fever-dazed Bai Ruanruan, genuine concern on her face.

“I’m taking you to the hospital.”

Bai Ruanruan’s arms looped around Gu Jianyou’s neck. Her peach-blossom eyes, now meeting Qin Yaoyao’s, showed none of their earlier fragility.

Silently, she mouthed, “With your professional skills, I genuinely worry you’ll starve.”

Qin Yaoyao: “!”

If dating Gu Jianyou were a job, Bai Ruanruan would outperform everyone.

Director Zheng, seeing Bai Ruanruan being carried away and hearing about her fever, broke into a cold sweat.

“I’ll go to the hospital too. Quickly, get some people to accompany them.”

Omegas were always delicate.

Bai Ruanruan’s exceptional professionalism had made the entire crew forget she was an Omega needing constant care—not some tough, resilient beta.

Qin Yaoyao accompanied the film crew to the hospital,

Lying weakly on the stark white hospital bed, Bai Ruanruan had the blanket wrapped tightly around her, her already rosy lips now even more vividly crimson.

Gu Jianyou sat silently on the cold, hard chair beside the bed, her gaze lowered.

Qin Yaoyao whispered, “Cousin, you should take care of yourself too.”

Gu Jianyou said nothing, as if she hadn’t heard.

The director and the rest of the crew gathered around the doctor for details. Upon learning it was just a fever caused by the cold, they collectively breathed a sigh of relief.

Gu Jianyou’s voice was icy. “Bai Ruanruan won’t return to the set until she fully recovers.”

Director Zheng immediately nodded in understanding. “We’ll shoot the scenes without her first.”

Gu Jianyou replied coolly, “I’ll continue funding the production. I don’t want to see any actor forced into the hospital again because of filming in the cold.”

Especially Bai Ruanruan.

Standing behind the crowd, Qin Yaoyao discreetly snapped a photo of Gu Jianyou leaning over to adjust Bai Ruanruan’s collar.

Since childhood, she had been overlooked and scorned by her family. As an Omega with beauty and talent but no real power, she was destined to be nothing more than a bargaining chip for marriage alliances.

Qin Yaoyao clenched her fists, a flash of malice in her eyes.

If Bai Ruanruan was so good at seducing people in secret, she’d make sure her reputation was ruined.

Romance might be for stray cats, but marriage alliances between equals—childhood sweethearts—were the real choice for most.

…

…

In the quiet hospital room, Bai Ruanruan lay small and fragile on the antiseptic-scented bed.

Her eyes cracked open slightly. “Sister?”

She had no idea her scandal was trending.

Gu Jianyou had silenced her phone and placed it face-down on the table, oblivious to the storm raging on Weibo.

Bai Ruanruan licked her dry lips. “I want water.”

Guilt and remorse gnawed at Gu Jianyou as she quickly poured a glass of warm water and handed it over.

If she hadn’t lost control and bullied the Omega in the Ferris wheel, she wouldn’t have gotten sick.

Once again, her Alpha instincts had hurt the girl.

Disgusted with herself, Gu Jianyou despised her inability to restrain her impulses.

Those urges were like a beast held back by a single strand of hair—one tug, and reason shattered completely.

A sheen of water glistened on Bai Ruanruan’s fever-flushed lips, already too red and alluring.

Even without lipstick, they looked like strawberries soaked in syrup.

Bai Ruanruan tilted her head weakly. “Is there something on my face? Why are you staring, sister?”

Gu Jianyou lowered her heated gaze and obediently sat back down, picking up an apple from the bedside table.

“Want an apple? I’ll peel it for you.”