Little Succubus Transmigrates into a Fishing Type O - Chapter 25

“Is there any food at your place, sister?”

Gu Jianyou looked at Bai Ruanruan’s pale, exhausted face. Dressed in a sports bra and shorts, the girl trembled before the mirror.

Her bare face was faintly ashen, and her lips—once plump and rosy—had faded to a soft white.

Gu Jianyou’s throat tightened. She immediately loosened the measuring tape in her hand.

“Would chocolate be okay?”

Today, the break room at Liuguang Entertainment had imported spherical chocolates with hazelnut filling. The moment they were set out, employees had snatched up most of them. By the time Gu Jianyou checked, only one remained.

A lone chocolate, wrapped in cellophane, had somehow found its way into her pocket.

She extended her hand, letting the red spherical chocolate roll slightly in her palm.

Bai Ruanruan, weakened by low bl00d sugar, leaned dizzily against the glass wall, her long hair damp with cold sweat.

With a faint smile, she said, “I love chocolate, but my fitness instructor says it’s high in sugar and ruins your figure.”

Gu Jianyou unwrapped the chocolate. “Is it that serious?”

Bai Ruanruan pinched the slightly melted hazelnut chocolate between two slender fingers. “One piece won’t hurt.”

The chocolate had been warmed by Gu Jianyou’s body heat in her pocket, already beginning to soften. As Bai Ruanruan touched it, her fingers and lips were smeared with the sweet, sticky liquid.

The practice room was utterly silent, save for the ticking of the wall clock.

Gu Jianyou couldn’t tear her eyes away from Bai Ruanruan’s chocolate-stained lips.

“The acting instructor had something come up today—she can’t make it for your lesson.”

Gu Jianyou was lying. She didn’t dare meet Bai Ruanruan’s gaze.

She had never been one with high moral standards; her ability to lie convincingly surpassed most. Yet, in front of this girl, she felt an unfamiliar pang of guilt.

Bai Ruanruan nodded thoughtfully, wryly filling in the body measurements Gu Jianyou had just taken.

“My low bl00d sugar makes it hard to focus. Without you, sister, I wouldn’t know what to do.”

A red mark from the measuring tape lingered on the girl’s snow-white waist—

A mere sixty centimeters around, so slender Gu Jianyou could almost encircle it with her hands. She estimated it might even be less.

Swallowing hard, Gu Jianyou gently lifted Bai Ruanruan’s chin with her fingers, using a handkerchief to wipe away the fragrant chocolate from her lips.

The soft fabric brushed against Bai Ruanruan’s mouth, making her purse her lips unconsciously. Gu Jianyou’s breathing quickened.

Her hand trembled slightly as she pressed the cloth more firmly against Bai Ruanruan’s lips.

“You don’t seem like someone who carries chocolate around, sister,” Bai Ruanruan murmured.

The omega’s peach-like pheromones, mingling with the sweet chocolate, reminded Gu Jianyou of a dessert she’d once had abroad.

Leaning closer, Gu Jianyou cleaned Bai Ruanruan’s fingers as well, her thumb lingering on the girl’s fingertips.

Earlier, in the break room, seeing that lone chocolate on the crystal tray, she had thought of office workers who’d grab a few to share with colleagues.

Good things should be shared with those you care about…

The first person Gu Jianyou had thought of was Bai Ruanruan.

As the sugar revived her, Bai Ruanruan pushed herself up against the mirror.

“Half-melted chocolate is delicious—have you tried it, sister?”

Gu Jianyou silently shook her head, tucking the handkerchief she’d used to wipe the girl’s lips and fingers into the inner pocket of her clothes.

Even in the bright practice room, Gu Jianyou’s eyes remained opaque, filled with an inorganic, bottomless black.

Her voice was hoarse. “Though your figure is slender, your muscle definition isn’t very pronounced.”

Gu Jianyou pressed her fingers against the Omega’s shoulder blades, her palm gliding down the spine.

“Some sportswear brands wouldn’t be satisfied with a spokesperson like you.”

Bai Ruanruan braced herself against the bar, feeling Gu Jianyou’s hand on her back.

Her body, already weak from low bl00d sugar, nearly gave way under the pressure, forcing her to slump against the cold mirror.

In the reflection, the girl bit her lips, her peach-blossom eyes damp as she strained to tighten the muscles in her back.

Gu Jianyou spoke evenly, “You should engage from here—try it properly.”

The Alpha’s tone was detached, as if she weren’t touching an Omega’s body but a mannequin.

“Starving yourself daily only wastes muscle. You need protein—beef and shrimp are essential. I’ll have meals delivered to you every day.”

Gu Jianyou’s hand wandered to Bai Ruanruan’s hip bones, each touch leaving the girl’s skin increasingly feverish.

By the time her entire body flushed pink, Bai Ruanruan was panting, gripping the bar to keep from collapsing in disgrace.

Between breaths, she muttered,

“Sister, are you giving me a posture lesson?”

Gu Jianyou bit the soft inside of her cheek, restraining her hands from straying where they shouldn’t.

“Tighten here, relax here. Lift your leg onto the bar—I’ll show you.”

Impeccably dressed, Gu Jianyou subtly wiped the sweat from her palm before picking up a soft measuring tape and pressing it against Bai Ruanruan’s leg.

The cold tape was more sensitive than fingers, slithering along her calf like a serpent’s coil.

Dazed, Bai Ruanruan stared at the tape, unsure if it was pheromones making her body limp and burning.

The chocolate flavor in her mouth intensified, her tongue sweeping her gums for more sweetness.

Her mind drifted—

Then the tape snapped down—

A sharp crack left a vivid red mark on her fair skin.

Bai Ruanruan yelped, meeting Gu Jianyou’s stern gaze.

“You spaced out again.”

Eyes watery, Bai Ruanruan protested, “I’ve never exercised before—stretching hurts.”

And using a measuring tape instead of hands… even she found the scene bizarre.

Like some obscure fetish…

Gu Jianyou exhaled quietly. “Since you’re unwell today, we’ll stop here. I’ll arrange a professional trainer for you.”

She knelt, massaging Bai Ruanruan’s calf. “Your physique is too weak.”

Straightening, she removed her jacket and guided Bai Ruanruan’s hand to her own toned waistline.

Alphas naturally had better constitutions than Omegas—building muscle came easier.

Gu Jianyou’s body temperature was scorching hot. The moment Bai Ruanruan’s hand touched her, she immediately pulled back as if burned.

The well-defined abdominal muscles weren’t overly bulky from excessive exercise, nor were they so thin as to be laughable.

Bai Ruanruan’s eyelashes fluttered slightly. From Gu Jianyou’s angle, she could see the girl’s ears turning red, as if about to catch fire.

Gu Jianyou used every ounce of self-control to stop herself from embracing Bai Ruanruan.

Her dark eyes brimmed with turbulent desire.

She didn’t know why she had made the girl touch her abs—she just wanted Bai Ruanruan closer, even closer…

She wanted to blur the once-clear boundaries between them.

They were supposed to be in a relationship, so why did Bai Ruanruan always act like she could walk away at any moment?

Bai Ruanruan withdrew her hand and picked up the jacket she had taken off.

“Thank you for teaching me, sis. You’re so good to me.”

As she spoke, she wiped the sweat trickling down her neck with a towel.

Gu Jianyou stared at the glistening beads of sweat and only then noticed how delicate the girl’s collarbones were—so refined that a row of coins could rest in them.

The air in the lounge felt so stiflingly hot that it seemed to squeeze out all the oxygen. Gu Jianyou found herself speechless under Bai Ruanruan’s light peach-blossom eyes.

She gave a slight nod before turning to leave.

Bai Ruanruan whispered, “Goodnight, sis.”

Gu Jianyou closed the door behind her. “Goodnight.”

Walking down the dark hallway, a chill seeped in from all directions.

Gu Jianyou pulled out a handkerchief from inside her coat, faintly scented with chocolate. When she brought it to her nose, she caught a subtle hint of peach.

……

“So you dragged me out for drinks in the middle of the night—did you get dumped?”

Her childhood friend leaned against the bar, yawning. “Pulling me out of bed like this—you’re something else.”

Having grown up in the north, Liang Zong mixed “you” and formal “you” in her speech, making her sound vaguely punchable.

Gu Jianyou lit a cigarette. “Not dumped. I’m just not sure if Bai Ruanruan actually likes me.”

Liang Zong: “?”

Exhaling a thin stream of smoke, Gu Jianyou leaned back on the sofa, troubled.

“I’ve publicly claimed Bai Ruanruan as my girlfriend, but what if she doesn’t actually like me and is just too afraid to refuse because of my status? Wouldn’t that be forcing her?”

Liang Zong rubbed her temples. “Or maybe Bai Ruanruan’s a high-level player who treats everyone the same way and just sees you as another fish in her pond?”

Gu Jianyou glared at her coldly, cigarette between her fingers. “Impossible.”

Her friend thought so too. “Who in their right mind would dare treat you like a fish? Keeping you happy is probably 90% of her job. Whatever she earns from acting and ads is just a bonus.”

The more Gu Jianyou dwelled on it, the worse she felt, lighting one cigarette after another.

Her friend offered a suggestion. “Why don’t you go fishing yourself? See how your little girlfriend reacts.”

Gu Jianyou stubbed out her cigarette in the ashtray, ignoring the remark.

Her friend let out an “oh.” “I almost forgot—you’re a total newbie at love. It’s normal to be head over heels. Has Bai Ruanruan asked you for anything?”

Gu Jianyou: “Nothing. I’ve been the one giving everything.”

Liang Zong: “…?”

Gu Jianyou: “I gave her some jewelry I bought before, some ad endorsements—that’s it.”

She met her friend’s gaze frankly. “No cars, no houses. I wanted to get her a bigger place, but she said, ‘If the virtue doesn’t match the reward, disaster will follow.'”

So heartbreakingly well-behaved.

Gu Jianyou and President Liang drank together until late into the night before staggering out of the bar.

She wasn’t one to get drunk easily, but after two glasses, everything seemed to take on a romantic glow.

The winter night was bitterly cold, the wind howling with snowflakes.

Gu Jianyou sat on a bench, waiting for the family chauffeur to pick her up.

Squinting against the snowstorm, she watched the swirling flakes in the air, then pulled out her phone and opened Bai Ruanruan’s chat window.

Her fingers stiff from the cold tapped out a message: “Are you asleep?”

A question mark popped up in response almost instantly.

Tipsy, Gu Jianyou’s cheeks flushed faintly pink as she gazed dreamily at the blurry screen, so lost in thought that she didn’t even notice when the car pulled up beside her.

Her voice, husky from alcohol and laced with drunken sentimentality, flowed smoother than a cello as she murmured into the phone, “Bai Ruanruan, have you ever been in love before? What kind of person do you like?”

Curled up in bed, the little succubus flicked her slender black heart-shaped tail in a lazy circle before sending a voice message: “Never been in love. I like clean, pure people.”

Everyone Bai Ruanruan had met before either lusted after her pretty face, sought to unleash their predatory desires on her, or—worse—acted like self-righteous saviors, showering her with condescending “love” as if she were some broken creature in need of rescue.

Gu Jianyou, half-carried into the car by the chauffeur, stared dazedly at her phone and tilted her head.

Was Bai Ruanruan mocking her?

Their first meeting had been in a bar—love at first sight. The alpha had sunk her teeth into the omega’s scent gland without hesitation, tearing her clothes apart, dragging an innocent girl into the mud.

Gu Jianyou was anything but clean.

Her vision swam as she bit down on her knuckle with sharp fangs, trying to suppress the restless urge in her bl00d.

The black sedan glided silently along the dark road until Gu Jianyou muttered an address under her breath.

“Take me to the artist dormitory.”

The driver turned the car around, arriving minutes later at Bai Ruanruan’s apartment complex.

Gu Jianyou gazed up at the lit window where the little succubus lived.

After a long pause, a new message appeared in the chat:

“Sister is a very clean person. I like you.”

Gu Jianyou’s mind buzzed—the alcohol surged, scattering all reason.

The chauffeur hesitated. “Boss, it’s late. We should head back.”

Silently laughing to herself in the back seat, Gu Jianyou nodded. “Alright, let’s go.”

The alcohol, mixed with days of restraint, fueled the swelling impulse inside her.

Bai Ruanruan said she liked her.

Stumbling into bed, Gu Jianyou’s body was exhausted, but her mind raced. She grabbed her nearly dead phone and opened a shopping app.

Her cart was filled to the brim with an assortment of pink toys.

Her dark, unfathomable eyes glazed over as she clicked on each one, studying their functions with drunken fascination.

Alcohol made her reckless—she selected everything and hit purchase.

A notification for the massive deduction flashed on her screen.

Meanwhile, tucked under her blankets, the little succubus sneezed, her slender black heart-shaped tail curling tightly around her leg for warmth.

Bai Ruanruan tilted her head in confusion as she looked at the chat window.

“Why does Gu Jianyou think I’m keeping fish?”

The little succubus couldn’t figure it out. She turned on her phone’s flash and placed it under the blanket.

Her soft, plump legs bent naturally, with her pajamas barely covering her thighs. Her pink knees looked smoother than peeled eggs under the flash.

Her shell-like little toes were painted with a flesh-pink nail polish.

Click.

Bai Ruanruan sent the photo with a caption:

“Not keeping any fish~ Just taking photos for my sister to see.”

……

Jiajia leaned over. “Why’d you change your profile picture?”

Bai Ruanruan had just finished filming a scene and was sitting in the director’s chair reviewing edits with Director Zheng.

The director glanced at WeChat. “This morning I thought someone sent it by mistake. So it was you.”

Bai Ruanruan rested her chin on her hand. “If I change my profile picture, my sister might get upset.”

The photo showed two hands clasped together—one delicate and smooth, the other wearing an emerald pinky ring.

The ringed hand was pressing the other down onto the bed, the veins on its back revealing the strength behind the grip.

Not only had her private messaging app avatar changed, but her Weibo profile picture had been updated too.

Jiajia gasped so hard she nearly dropped her phone.

“Thank goodness you didn’t change your Weibo avatar to that hand photo too.”

The Weibo avatar showed Gu Jianyou and Bai Ruanruan together.

To be precise, it captured the moment when Gu Jianyou wanted to take a photo and Bai Ruanruan turned around in surprise.

Gu Jianyou’s gentle smile pressed against Bai Ruanruan’s startled one, creating an unexpectedly youthful vibe.

Bai Ruanruan blushed. “My sister needs positive reinforcement in our relationship. There should be balance.”

Jiajia gave a thumbs up. “Legendary.”

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The moment Bai Ruanruan changed her avatar, it shot to the top of Weibo’s trending list.

Before the previous hashtag about Gu Jianyou officially announcing Bai Ruanruan as her girlfriend could fade, this new one had already taken its place—proof of the CP fans’ enthusiasm.

“????”

“Gu Jianyou’s smile is like some pure-hearted puppy in love.”

“I can’t believe this is the same boss who made my sister cry yesterday. That smile is too innocent.”

“Let’s see who dares call my wife Gu Jianyou’s mistress now. After years online, I’ve never seen a couple change their couple photo this boldly.”

“Is there a chance Bai Ruanruan isn’t our wife, but Gu Jianyou’s wife?”

“Gu CEO being close with Bai Ruanruan doesn’t conflict with me wanting to be Bai Ruanruan’s dog, right?”

“This comment section can’t scrape together a single intact pair of pants (starting to undress”

“Is it appropriate for an actress to focus on dating instead of acting properly?”

“The director posted yesterday that Bai Ruanruan’s insane work efficiency cut half a month off filming. What kind of goddess wife is this?”

After getting drunk, Gu Jianyou slept until noon the next day.

Fortunately, there were no important morning commitments.

Her secretary had already emailed the crucial documents.

Having sat briefly in the freezing snow yesterday, she still felt waves of chill in her body.

When Gu Jianyou arrived at the company, the receptionist stared blankly at her before immediately lowering her head.

Gu Jianyou: ?

Before she could enter the elevator, several employees turned to look at her, then immediately pretended nothing had happened when they met her gaze.

In the elevator, Gu Jianyou absentmindedly twisted the ring on her pinky finger—a habit she often fell into when deep in thought.

“What’s been happening at the company lately?”

Passing by the break room, she spotted several leftover chocolates from the day before in a crystal dish and casually grabbed a handful, stuffing them into her pocket.

Her secretary’s eyelid twitched, but she pretended not to notice.

“Everything’s been running smoothly. We’ve secured all the expected contracts and are preparing to expand into the European market after the new year.”

After finishing her report, the secretary hesitated before adding,

“Should we reach out to Ms. Bai?”

Gu Jianyou’s heart skipped a beat. “What?”

Realizing her boss was completely unaware, the secretary inwardly panicked and quickly pulled up Weibo.

“Ms. Bai changed her profile picture to a photo of the two of you without your permission. It’s causing quite a stir online.”

The photo had been taken two weeks ago—Gu Jianyou had tried to sneak a picture of them together while Bai Ruanruan was asleep, only to discover the girl had been wide awake all along.

The secretary watched as her boss’s expression shifted from confusion to delight, her ears eventually turning red…

Cautiously, the secretary asked, “Should we ask Ms. Bai to change it back?”

Gu Jianyou’s heart pounded wildly as she pressed a hand against the desk, feigning composure.

“No, no need. It’s fine as it is.”

Once the secretary left, the office fell silent again.

Gu Jianyou’s heart raced uncontrollably, her excitement surpassing even that of a lovestruck middle schooler.

An alpha’s instincts were wired for dominance and control, yet this feeling—like warm water seeping into parched earth—was something she had never experienced before.

Fans online only saw the beauty of that photo, unaware of how desperately the girl had cried that night.

Gu Jianyou would have said anything, promised anything, just to beg her to stop.

The striking red patterns on the girl’s back, burning hot, carried an inexplicable magic that left Gu Jianyou sleepless yet exhilarated.

Picking up her phone, she sent a message to her childhood friend.

In the middle of a meeting, Vice President Liang’s phone pinged, plunging the conference room into silence.

She glanced at the screen.

Gu Jianyou: Bai Ruanruan has feelings for me. She’s not just playing the field.

Vice President Liang was speechless. “…Wow.”

Was this the bliss of a love-struck rookie?

The executive beside her shuddered. “Vice President?”

The woman at the head of the table silently laughed for a full half-minute before finally composing herself.

“Continue with your reports. I’m listening.”

That afternoon,

Someone from administration knocked on her door.

The admin staff had brought two burly male colleagues to carry a large box into the CEO’s office.

“Ms. Gu, your package has arrived.”

Glancing up from the stock market reports, Gu Jianyou frowned. “I haven’t ordered anything recently.”

She eyed the shipping label from a distance. “Just leave it here.”

The admin team directed the two men to place the heavy box near the glass wall before quietly exiting.

Gu Jianyou worked until dusk. Rolling up her sleeves, she took out a knife and began cutting open the thick cardboard.

All company packages went through an initial inspection, but this one had been marked for direct delivery to her office—a rare occurrence, usually reserved for critically important items.

Yet truly important deliveries were typically sent to her residence.

The box reached up to her thighs. When she finally opened it, she froze, staring blankly for a full half-minute, unable to process what she was seeing.

Inside were numerous small boxes about forearm-length, wrapped in various sizes of packaging—some pink, others a vibrant, blooming red…

They bore Korean and Japanese text, with hardly any Chinese characters in sight.

Pushing aside the top layer of electric models, she found beneath them fur-lined handcuffs and hemp ropes…

Gu Jianyou’s mind buzzed with shock as she immediately checked the purchase records.

3:00 AM.

She had bought them while drunk.

Gu Jianyou rarely swore under her breath.

Was I out of my mind last night? How could I even think of tainting a girl purer than crystal with such filthy things?

The office door suddenly clicked open without warning.

Bai Ruanruan walked in holding a document.

“I wanted to ask your opinion on this endorsement contract, sister. The secretary said you weren’t busy right now.”

Gu Jianyou paled and hurriedly slammed the heavy cardboard box shut—!

Her movements were too abrupt, and the gust of air from the closing box sent a page of instructions fluttering into the air, gently landing right in front of Bai Ruanruan.

Bending down to pick it up, Bai Ruanruan tilted her head in confusion.

“Did I disturb you, sister?”

Forgetting all pretense of decorum, Gu Jianyou snatched the paper from Bai Ruanruan’s hands, crumpled it into a ball, and threw it into the trash bin in the corner.

“I was just… handling something,” Gu Jianyou forced a trembling smile. “You should knock before entering.”

Bai Ruanruan softly protested that she had knocked, then pushed the contract toward Gu Jianyou with both hands.

The little succubus couldn’t help but wonder—

What did “oviposition” mean on that piece of paper just now?