Little Succubus Transmigrates into a Fishing Type O - Chapter 24

Gu Jianyou freed a hand to glance at the live chat, panting as she said,

“All the rumors online are false. Bai Ruanruan is my official girlfriend.”

Gu Jianyou chuckled at the flood of comments, reading one aloud: “Words mean nothing. How can you prove your relationship with my wife?”

She pulled a tube of lipstick from her pocket. “To the user named ‘My Wife Is the Most Beautiful in the World,’ take a good look. This is the lipstick Bai Ruanruan gave me—she would only give it to me. So please don’t interfere in our relationship from now on. Just be a good fan. Thanks for your cooperation.”

With that, Gu Jianyou immediately ended the livestream.

At the same time, a new hashtag quietly appeared on the trending list:

#Famous Studio Shut Down for Maliciously Spreading Rumors#

Qin Yaoyao, who had been watching the stream, was so startled that she dropped her phone. A call from the authorities suddenly flashed on her screen, and she let out a terrified scream.

Another hashtag silently climbed the rankings:

#Is This Content Really Free to Watch?#

……

The darkened screen reflected the silhouette of Gu Jianyou tightly embracing the petite Omega.

Bai Ruanruan’s eyes were misty with tears. “Sister, let me go…”

Gu Jianyou pinned her against the lounge wall and, without another word, sank her teeth into the girl’s neck.

“Ah—!” Bai Ruanruan whimpered, her entire body curling in pain as her fingers weakly clung to Gu Jianyou’s shoulders.

The Alpha was like an untamed beast, each breath of the Omega’s pheromones fanning the flames inside her until they threatened to consume her entirely.

A dizzying intoxication surged through Gu Jianyou as she buried her face in Bai Ruanruan’s neck, panting.

Her fangs still carried traces of the Omega’s scent.

Gu Jianyou felt like a ship tossed in a stormy sea—its anchor chain snapped, hurled high by the waves only to be shattered again and again.

Her darkened gaze locked onto Bai Ruanruan as she pushed her down onto the cramped lounge sofa.

“Bai Ruanruan,” she growled, “tell me the truth.”

The girl squirmed helplessly. “About what?”

That proud girl—with her delicate beauty and relentless ambition—still clung to her dreams of making it in the entertainment industry.

Now, her peach-blossom eyes glistened with unshed tears, her scent gland flushed and burning, her body limp against Gu Jianyou’s.

“Are you really so desperate to leave me?” Gu Jianyou demanded through gritted teeth.

Bai Ruanruan turned her face away, her delicate jawline drawing Gu Jianyou’s gaze.

“…It was Sister who didn’t want me,” she whispered.

A surge of frustration gripped Gu Jianyou. She seized Bai Ruanruan’s chin, forcing the girl to meet her eyes.

She wanted her reflection to be the only thing in those beautiful eyes.

“When did I ever say that?”

Before Bai Ruanruan could answer, Gu Jianyou pressed on, her voice sharp.

“You let Qin Yaoyao approach me during her heat. Weren’t you afraid I’d mark her?”

In the dim, cramped lounge, surrounded by piles of clothes on the worn leather sofa, their heartbeats roared in the silence.

Gu Jianyou dragged her thumb roughly over Bai Ruanruan’s lips, rubbing until the plush lower lip turned red and swollen.

“Let me make this clear—if you leave me, you won’t survive in this industry.”

A broken sob escaped the Omega’s throat as she clung to Gu Jianyou desperately, seeking safety in her arms.

The girl whispered like a child who’d done something wrong,
“I trust you, sister.”

Gu Jianyou was momentarily puzzled, wanting to ask Bai Ruanruan why she believed in her so much.
But seeing the other’s smiling, trusting gaze, the words caught in her throat.
Her empty, wandering heart was suddenly filled with an indescribably warm emotion.

She silently reminded herself that an alpha’s instincts could harm an omega, but how could such fragile rationality compare to the primal predatory desires buried deep in her DNA?

The girl’s chin rested on Gu Jianyou’s shoulder, her bonelessly soft arms tightening around her waist.
Her voice was even gentler than that of a millennium-old fox spirit:
“I thought you’d be angry at me for retaliating against Qin Yaoyao… I thought you didn’t want me anymore.”

In the places Gu Jianyou couldn’t see, Bai Ruanruan’s eyes held no trace of grievance or innocence—only the sly gleam of triumph.

Gu Jianyou’s throat tightened. Her teeth pierced the omega’s scent gland at the nape of her neck.
The omega cried out in pain, fingers clawing into the couch.

The sweet, fragrant scent of peaches flooded Gu Jianyou’s mouth as she narrowed her eyes.
“Don’t overthink it. There’s nothing between me and Qin Yaoyao.”

She wanted to grip the girl tighter but feared her strength might hurt her.
Veins bulged at her temples and fingers.
“Ruanruan… your body is burning up. You’re about to go into heat.”

Gu Jianyou gazed at Bai Ruanruan’s delicate jawline before pressing a reverent, tender kiss to her lips.
“There’s suppressants in my bag,” she murmured, then added with a twist, “but I don’t plan to give them to you.”

……

Bai Ruanruan remained in the lounge until the next morning,
awakened by Jiajia’s knocking and a startled scream.

Not an inch of her body was spared. She ached as if run over by a truck, too weak to even lift a finger.
Cramped on the small sofa—a deliberate punishment for yesterday’s attempt to deny their relationship in front of fans.

A pained whimper escaped her throat. “Where’s Gu Jianyou?”

Jiajia hurried to help her up. “They say the CEO left the set this morning.”

Though cleaned and redressed, the crimson patterns trailing from Bai Ruanruan’s back to her neck had grown more vivid. Bite marks adorned her collarbones and earlobes—a pitiful sight.

Jiajia avoided looking directly at her, whispering,
“Did… did the CEO bully you last night?”

A succubus’s regenerative abilities were exceptional. These marks wouldn’t linger unless the torment had been extreme.

Bai Ruanruan smiled brightly, picking up her phone. “She’s throwing a tantrum.”

Wrapped in a blanket, she opened Weibo’s trending page.
After last night’s livestream, the platform had crashed.

The hashtag #LegitimateGirlfriend topped the list.

As Jiajia concealed the bruises on her wrists with concealer, she remarked,
“Your shippers are going wild. Who knew you and the CEO were this close?”

Bai Ruanruan set down her phone and stared. The assistant continued,
“Rich people fall in and out of love easily. You should milk this while she’s still into you.”

Tilting her head like a drowsy fox spirit, Bai Ruanruan purred,
“Oh? Milk what, exactly?”

Jiajia counted on her fingers, “Advertiser deals, film and television resources, buying you more designer bags and luxury goods. The holidays are coming up—red envelopes need to be arranged, right?”

As Jiajia continued talking, Bai Ruanruan posted a Weibo update and stood up, ready to film today’s scenes.

Jiajia chased after her, “Look at other sugar babies—they get luxury cars and mansions. You don’t even have a decently spacious dorm. How does that make sense?”

Bai Ruanruan pressed a finger to her agent’s lips, silencing her instantly.

“If I wanted both status and money, how would I be any different from Qin Yaoyao?”

Jiajia’s mouth fell open slightly. Bai Ruanruan ruffled her fluffy hair.

“You’re too naive. You need to learn a thing or two.”

Bai Ruanruan winked at Jiajia. “I’m off to film now.”

Jiajia hurried after her, “How can you work when you’re feeling so unwell? The CEO would be heartbroken.”

……

In the office.

As soon as Gu Jianyou opened Weibo, a flood of notifications chimed incessantly.

She clicked into Bai Ruanruan’s account and read the latest post under her breath.

@BaiRuanruan: Working hard, studying hard. Still giving my all today (heart)

Gu Jianyou’s brows furrowed deeply, scanning the words for any mention of her name.

The comments section exploded:

“I’m crying—Gu Jianyou admitted in her livestream yesterday that her wife is her official girlfriend.”

“Was yesterday’s livestream something we were allowed to watch for free?”

“Wait… did Bai Ruanruan forget to tag Gu Jianyou?”

“LOL, other couples go all out with PDA after confirming their relationship, but Bai Ruanruan’s version is ‘working hard.’”

“I can feel Gu Jianyou’s heartbreak through the screen.”

“Is there a chance Bai Ruanruan was coerced? That alpha kissed her pretty aggressively in the livestream yesterday.”

“I saw the BTS clips—the CEO brings her nourishing soup every day. What kind of fairy-tale romance is this?”

Gu Jianyou gritted her teeth and left a lone heart emoji in the comments, radiating the lonely energy of a simp.

Frustrated, she flipped her phone screen-down on the desk and looked up at Qin Qiuyue sitting across from her.

Gu Jianyou sighed. “Auntie.”

Beside Qin Qiuyue stood Qin Yaoyao, her eyes swollen from crying.

Qin Qiuyue exhaled wearily. “Jianyou, I apologize on Yaoyao’s behalf. She’s caused you a lot of trouble recently.”

She glared at Qin Yaoyao, who muttered, “Cousin, I’m sorry.”

Gu Jianyou shook her head and turned the screen toward them.

“An insider leaked photos of Qin Yaoyao bullying a small factory owner’s daughter at a bar abroad two years ago—forcing her to drink and taking compromising photos as blackmail.”

She swiped through more images. “Here’s another one from six months ago—falsely accusing a hotel intern of staining her dress and demanding over 100,000 in compensation.”

“Locking a dormmate in a bathroom stall and dousing her with water until she developed a high fever the next day, then threatening her into dropping out.”

The list went on.

The comments section was flooded with vitriolic insults.

Qin Yaoyao’s neck flushed red as she rasped, “It’s not a big deal! Netizens are just too sensitive. I’ve been bullied like this before too—”

Qin Qiuyue’s sharp glare cut her off mid-sentence.

The older woman’s pale face flushed with anger.

She had thought she was taking in a well-behaved junior to protect, never expecting it to be a vicious wolf!

Qin Qiuyue’s already pale face grew even more exhausted. “I’ll hand her over to the police.”

Qin Yaoyao shrieked loudly, “You can’t turn me in! This will bring shame to the family! Cousin, you wouldn’t do this to me, right? We used to be so close!”

What had she done wrong?

All she wanted was to climb as high as she could, to crush those who had once bullied her beneath her feet.

Was that so wrong?

Why did her cousin dislike her so much?

Qin Qiuyue finally lost her patience and slapped her hard across the face. “You fool, shut your mouth.”

Qin Yaoyao’s head snapped to the side, a trickle of bl00d at the corner of her lips. Disbelief filled her voice as she whispered, “Madam Qin…”

With one last desperate hope, she turned her gaze to Gu Jianyou. “Cousin…”

Gu Jianyou showed no emotion, simply instructing security to drag the wailing Qin Yaoyao away. Only then did the office quiet down.

Gu Jianyou patted her aunt’s hand. “You weren’t aware of this. There’s no need to apologize on her behalf.”

Her aunt trembled with anger. “As for Bai Ruanruan… she must be heartbroken.”

Gu Jianyou paused. “She’s been filming since early this morning. Her schedule is packed every day.”

Qin Qiuyue noticed the emerald pinky ring on Gu Jianyou’s left hand.

“You’re in a relationship now. Why are you still wearing a pinky ring?”

Gu Jianyou resisted the urge to light a cigarette. “I can’t forget what happened to my parents.”

Gu Jianyou’s parents had married through an arranged union—her father, a domineering alpha, and her mother, a romantic Omega artist.

During her father’s rut, he had forcibly marked her mother.

Right in front of Gu Jianyou, he had torn into his Omega like a beast, revealing his most primal, ugliest self.

He hadn’t even spared a thought for Gu Jianyou, who at the time had barely been tall enough to reach the table.

Her father’s rough panting, her mother’s weak screams and struggles as she was pinned against the cold tiles, clothes ripped and scattered everywhere—the sickening sounds of fluids smearing had made Gu Jianyou wish she could cut off her own ears.

Gu Jianyou stared darkly at the ring, a design her mother had once sketched. She had found the draft and had a jeweler craft it.

“That’s all in the past now,” Qin Qiuyue said gently, pulling her niece into a hug. “Don’t dwell on it. Don’t think about it anymore.”

A flicker of sorrow passed through Qin Qiuyue’s tender eyes. “Jianyou, you can’t let past fears dictate your present.”

Gu Jianyou turned her icy gaze to the window. “Aunt, you’re in no position to advise me.”

Qin Qiuyue’s lover had also been an Omega. Due to family opposition, the woman had married another Omega with low compatibility. To this day, it remained unclear whether her death had been suicide.

Qin Qiuyue patted Gu Jianyou’s back. “Seize the day while you can. Your little girlfriend would be hurt to see you hesitating.”

Gu Jianyou let out a restrained hum. “I’ll treat her well.”

She personally escorted her aunt to the company entrance, watching until the car drove off before turning back.

Gu Jianyou ordered, “Screen for any suitable advertisements Bai Ruanruan can take on recently. Have them on my desk by the end of the day.”

The secretary nodded. “Understood. I’ll prepare them right away.”

Gu Jianyou stood before the glass curtain wall, gazing distantly in the direction of Bai Ruanruan’s film set—though of course, she couldn’t actually see anything. Her heart ached with the urgent need to see the other woman.

“Arrange the best acting and vocal coaches for Bai Ruanruan,” Gu Jianyou ordered.

The secretary nodded, “I’ll make the arrangements immediately.”

That evening, the secretary knocked on the CEO’s office door with documents in hand, surprised to see light still spilling through the crack. “The boss hasn’t left yet?” It was already past nine o’clock—unusual for Gu Jianyou, who typically left by five at the latest.

Taking a sip of coffee, Gu Jianyou said, “After delivering this paper bag to Bai Ruanruan, you can clock out.” The secretary carried the heavy bag whose contents remained hidden, though the shape suggested plump red roses straining against the white paper, their vibrant hue made even more striking by the contrast.

With tired eyes, Gu Jianyou added quietly, “Tell Bai Ruanruan… that I offended her last night and wish to make amends.”

After the secretary left, Gu Jianyou returned to work. Only by climbing higher could she secure better resources for Bai Ruanruan—giving that girl, purer than blank paper, a broader stage to showcase her talents.

As the building grew quieter, Gu Jianyou’s breathing gradually intensified in the empty office. From her drawer, she retrieved a torn fragment of pink fabric—remnants of the dress Bai Ruanruan had worn during their first meeting. The drawer also held the pajamas she’d bitten through, Bai Ruanruan’s used lipstick, the brush that had touched those lips…

Darkness pooled in Gu Jianyou’s deep-set eyes as an alpha’s instincts surged. The moment an alpha encounters their desired omega, their potent pheromones explode without hesitation.

With what little rationality remained, she browsed luxury websites for custom jewelry while her other hand retrieved a fresh peach from the drawer. She rolled it haphazardly over items carrying the omega’s scent, gave it a perfunctory rinse with tea, then sank her teeth in—releasing a day’s worth of pent-up aggression onto the helpless fruit.

Fragrant, translucent juice streamed down her fingers to her forearm as Gu Jianyou surrendered to instinct, tearing into the soft flesh. Memories surfaced of childhood—witnessing her father forcibly marking her mother—a brutal reminder that genetically, all alphas were the same: vessels of crude, domineering bl00d.

Her itching canines devoured the peach whole, tongue swiping over sharp teeth for fleeting satisfaction. The ripe, nearly overripe fruit disappeared within seconds, leaving Gu Jianyou craving more. Her tongue lashed hungrily across her arm and hand, chasing every drop of nectar.

A phone notification chimed. Using her clean hand, Gu Jianyou opened the screen to Bai Ruanruan’s chat window—a solitary voice message waiting. Her eyes darkened; even the highest quality peach was a poor substitute for Bai Ruanruan’s pheromones.

With trembling fingers, she played the message. Bai Ruanruan’s gentle, crystalline voice filled the office.

“I received a gift from my sister. You shouldn’t have spent so much. My neck hurts a bit today, probably from being bitten too deeply. I asked Jiajia to buy some gland patches, but now it’s so itchy.”

Gu Jianyou’s breath hitched, the peach pit she’d been tightly clutching in her left hand falling onto the carpet.

After hesitating for a long moment, Gu Jianyou replied, “Be good and go select some resources. The company is hosting a banquet soon—I’ll get you an invitation.”

The voice message she sent disappeared without a trace. Without realizing when she’d washed her hands clean, Gu Jianyou slipped on the emerald tail ring that symbolized restraint and self-control.

She kept glancing at her phone screen until nearly midnight when she left work, but no message came.

It wasn’t until past 1 AM that an exhausted Gu Jianyou collapsed onto her bed, clutching the custom silk nightgown Bai Ruanruan had once given her.

The soft fabric crumpled under her tight grip, the creases in the dim light resembling how it might look after being carelessly discarded by a girl after a night of passion.

Her phone pinged from the pillow.

Gu Jianyou’s heart leaped to her throat as she fumbled to open Bai Ruanruan’s chat.

Bai Ruanruan had replied: Okay, thank you, sister.

Gu Jianyou’s fingers dug into the nightgown Bai Ruanruan had gifted her.

That’s it?

Okay?? Thank you???

Other kept women would come running to fawn and flirt the moment they received their patron’s favor—it would be unprofessional not to. Yet Bai Ruanruan took hours just to reply with an “okay”?

Right… her little girl was busy acting and often couldn’t keep her phone on hand.

Gu Jianyou collapsed weakly onto the bed, pressing a hand over her eyes, ashamed of her own lack of control.

Thirty seconds later,

Bai Ruanruan’s voice message played automatically: “I have a performance class Friday evening. Will you come watch me, sister?”

Gu Jianyou replied: I’ll be there.

……

“I heard the CEO has been working overtime these days,” a junior assistant gossiped. “Her office lights stay on until nearly midnight every night.”

Bai Ruanruan had just finished filming a scene and was having her makeup removed. “I heard the CEO is trying to break into the European market and is selecting a suitable spokesperson.”

Bai Ruanruan’s eyelashes fluttered slightly as someone else chimed in, “The CEO hasn’t visited the set lately. Everyone’s feeling a bit unaccustomed to it.”

Jiajia: “Could she have found another kept woman at headquarters?”

Bai Ruanruan opened her eyes. “Can’t you think of anything proper with that little brain of yours?”

She tapped Jiajia’s head with a makeup brush. “Careful, or I’ll tell Gu Jianyou what you just said.”

Rubbing her head, Jiajia brought over the nourishing soup. “Drink this ginseng chicken soup quickly. You’ll need energy for tonight’s performance class.”

As she prepared Bai Ruanruan’s class materials, Jiajia scolded, “Really, all you ate today were cucumbers and eggs. Aren’t you afraid of getting hypoglycemia?”

Bare-faced, Bai Ruanruan studied herself in the mirror. The young woman’s peach-blossom eyes shimmered enchantingly, her makeup-free face losing some of its glamour but gaining a fragile, delicate beauty.

Bai Ruanruan smiled, and the reflection became even more like a willow branch swaying in a gentle breeze.

“Here, you drink it. I’m off to class.” Before Jiajia could protest, Bai Ruanruan had already slipped into the car. The driver stepped on the gas, heading straight for Radiant Entertainment’s headquarters.

Jiajia stood dumbfounded, holding the soup personally ordered by the CEO. “Wait—you should at least eat something! You’ll get low bl00d sugar—!”

At the headquarters building…

The assistant followed behind Bai Ruanruan and whispered, “Teacher Bai, I’ve gathered some gossip recently.”

Bai Ruanruan stopped in her tracks and exclaimed, “You’ve already found out so quickly?”

The assistant nodded. “This isn’t exactly a secret in our circles. The CEO’s mother was an Omega who suffered mental collapse and died from long-term lack of compatible alpha marking. The former Chairman Gu was hospitalized due to sudden illness and hasn’t made any public appearances since. Outsiders whisper that Gu Jianyou seized power.”

Lowering her voice, the assistant continued, “Growing up in such an environment, Gu Jianyou has reportedly kept Omegas at arm’s length with deep aversion. Except for Teacher Bai, she’s never allowed anyone close.”

Bai Ruanruan murmured to herself, “Aversion, huh? I see.”

She turned and entered the practice room for her lesson.

Deliberately leaving the door slightly ajar, she created a narrow gap.

Two minutes later, Gu Jianyou entered with the instructor.

The acting teacher eyed Bai Ruanruan’s figure critically. “You’ve lost weight again?”

Bai Ruanruan replied obediently, “The recent filming schedule has been exhausting.”

Standing nearby, Gu Jianyou frowned as her gaze swept over Bai Ruanruan’s overly slender shoulders and waist.

Where had all those nourishing soups been going?

The teacher picked up a soft measuring tape. “Let’s take your measurements before we begin.”

The acting instructor, an elegant middle-aged Omega woman with well-maintained figure, watched as Gu Jianyou silently took the tape measure.

“I’ll do it,” Gu Jianyou said.

The teacher gave the early-departing CEO a curious look before tactfully stepping back.

Dressed in workout bra and shorts, the young woman perspired slightly in the air-conditioned studio.

The scent grew stronger.

In the mirror-walled practice room, the cold measuring tape pressed against Bai Ruanruan’s chest.

The contrast between soft skin and unfeeling instrument made her shiver.

Gu Jianyou’s equally cool hand steadied her between the shoulder blades. “Stay still, or the measurements will be off.”

Breath quickening and legs weakening, Bai Ruanruan struggled to maintain position as the tape tightened around her hips, the contact making her pelvic area tingle with heat.

Kneeling on one knee, Gu Jianyou studied the girl’s conflicted expression in the mirror.

“Your waist is so slender,” Gu Jianyou remarked, winding the tape around her fingers. “Have you been eating properly?”

At some point, the acting teacher had quietly exited, considerately closing the door behind her.

She knew today’s lesson wouldn’t happen—but her paycheck would still come.

Vision blurring and legs giving way, Bai Ruanruan leaned into Gu Jianyou, one hand bracing against the cold mirror, red marks from the measuring tape still visible on her supple waist.

Low bl00d sugar made her break out in cold sweat. “I’ve only had diet meals.”

Her tongue darted out to moisten lips as she gazed weakly yet intently into Gu Jianyou’s eyes, guiding the woman’s hand to her soft stomach.

“Elder sister, I’m so hungry.”

Bai Ruanruan smiled faintly, studying her own reflection in Gu Jianyou’s pupils.

“Do you have any food, sister?”

Eye contact lasting over twenty-five seconds creates the illusion of attraction.

No matter how much one’s rational mind despises contact with Omegas, no one can escape genetic temptation.