Little Succubus Transmigrates into a Fishing Type O - Chapter 28

Bai Ruanruan set aside her work,

“An Omega and Alpha matchmaking event?”

The secretary slid an exquisitely gilded invitation across the table, her smile warm and affectionate,

“It’s an invitation-only masquerade ball. Miss Bai can attend wearing a mask—no one will recognize you.”

From her handbag, the secretary produced a vibrant red camellia paper flower,

“If Miss Bai meets an Alpha she likes, she can give them this flower.”

The flower was delicate, its stamen dusted with gold powder.

The secretary wasn’t just a subordinate of Gu Jianyou—she was also the head of their fan club. The thought of them together while she worked made her giddy with sweetness.

Her smile grew even more tender.

Bai Ruanruan: “I must decline.”

Secretary: “The dress and mask for the event will be prepared for you. Wait—what? You’re not going?”

Bai Ruanruan nodded and gestured to the script in front of her,

“I have an audition in a couple of days, and the filming for First Love’s Affection is at a critical stage. How could I possibly have time for something like this?”

The secretary froze in place. “But… but…”

But Gu Jianyou will be there!

Bound by her boss’s orders, the secretary couldn’t say it aloud. She could only send a desperate plea with her eyes.

Bai Ruanruan seemed oblivious to the hint and refocused on her script,

“Sorry, I have acting and posture training in the evening. I’ll have to excuse myself.”

The secretary stood awkwardly as a breeze from the window swept through, sending the lifelike red camellia fluttering to the ground along with the invitation, both landing in a corner.

Bai Ruanruan bent down to pick them up and placed them on the table,

“Thank you for the thought, but I don’t have time to attend.”

She offered an understanding smile. “You can leave the invitation and flower here. If I find the time, maybe I’ll drop by.”

The secretary’s tense heart eased slightly. “That’s good. The event would be at a loss without you, Miss Bai.”

……

Gu Jianyou lowered her gaze. “Did you give the invitation to Bai Ruanruan?”

The secretary licked her lips. “Miss Bai received it.”

Gu Jianyou twisted the emerald ring on her pinky, her tone laced with an unconscious tension,

“What did she say?”

Secretary: “Miss Bai said she might go if she has time.”

Gu Jianyou’s rigid posture relaxed as she leaned back into her chair. “Understood. You may go.”

The Alpha, eager to meet the Omega, ignored the words “might” and “if she has time,” focusing only on the last two.

Outside, the snowstorm grew heavier. Gu Jianyou stood before the glass wall, tidying her things before leaving.

Her dark, impenetrable pupils fixed on the full moon hanging in the sky.

Gu Jianyou murmured, “I thought it would be overcast today, but the moonlight is so bright.”

Bai Ruanruan emerged from the secretary’s office behind her. Her already translucent light-colored eyes seemed even clearer than usual, her peach-blossom gaze slightly upturned. The sweet scent of peaches from her body grew richer, more intoxicating.

Even her skin felt warmer.

Every breath she took was like a volcano on the verge of eruption, gathering strength.

Bai Ruanruan gently grasped Gu Jianyou’s pinky,

“Yes… tonight is a full moon.”

Gu Jianyou turned abruptly. The suppressant she had taken days ago showed signs of faltering.

She gazed unblinkingly at the beauty beside her, even her breaths coming carefully, “It’s cold outside, you should wear more layers.”

Bai Ruanruan smiled softly,

That smile left Gu Jianyou momentarily dazed, a state that persisted even as they drove home.

In the quiet mansion, Bai Ruanruan sat by the bed, slowly peeling off the stockings that clung to her calves.

The black stockings, still warm from her body, pooled on the floor as her strikingly fair feet stepped onto them.

The bedroom was lit only by a small, dim yellow wall lamp,

While silvery moonlight poured in through the floor-to-ceiling windows, the sound of falling snow outside unusually clear in the room.

Bai Ruanruan crumpled the freshly removed stockings into a ball, noticing they’d worn through at the heels before tossing them into the trash.

Gu Jianyou’s heart leapt like those discarded stockings, thumping heavily in her chest.

Her fingers tightened on the chair’s edge, “Did you have something to say?”

Bai Ruanruan massaged her stiff calves, exhaling a warm breath,

“Does sister believe my estrus cycle is affected by the moon?”

Gu Jianyou silently gasped—what did that mean?

Like werewolves revealing their true forms during a full moon?

Bai Ruanruan smiled faintly, “Do you believe me, sister?”

Gu Jianyou nodded dumbly.

At this moment, Gu Jianyou would believe anything Bai Ruanruan said.

Under the hazy moonlight, Bai Ruanruan’s clothes slipped from her body onto the bed and floor.

Across her snow-white back spread marks more vivid and flushed than usual,

Redder than the lipstick on the young girl’s lips.

Her skin appeared whiter, the marks redder.

The Omega’s pheromones had reached such intensity in the room that anyone else entering would immediately enter estrus—were it not for Gu Jianyou’s developed resistance through prolonged exposure.

Beauty viewed by lamplight grows ever more enchanting.

Bai Ruanruan covered her mouth with a sudden giggle, “Sister, you’re always so curious about the marks on my body. Why aren’t you coming closer to look today?”

Gu Jianyou gripped the bedsheets tightly,

Screaming internally—Did this Omega truly not understand what her actions implied?!

How could she be so tormenting?

Gu Jianyou’s eyes were bloodshot, pupils dark with primal urges and predatory hunger.

Normally she locked away these dirty, intrusive desires, but facing Bai Ruanruan rendered all restraint useless.

She wanted to press closer, to trace the girl’s shoulder blades with her tongue, to pin her down and commit every sinful act imaginable.

Gu Jianyou sat rigidly still.

Her wrist was pulled forward by Bai Ruanruan,

The girl’s cool fingers wrapping around Gu Jianyou’s burning ones, guiding a single fingertip to trace a crimson pattern on her neck.

Gu Jianyou’s finger trembled at the faint pulse beneath the carotid.

When Bai Ruanruan released her hand, Gu Jianyou’s finger remained,

Following the red markings down from the neck—past the shoulders, over the shoulder blades, along the waistline, then dipping into the small of her back…

Gu Jianyou’s hand burned hotter than charcoal.

She wished for flames to consume them both.

Dazed, Gu Jianyou wondered—Was this Omega inviting her?

An Omega and an Alpha alone in a room, with no bright lights on, their upper bodies bare…

What else could this be but an invitation?

The young girl spoke softly, “From childhood until adulthood, I was bullied because of my unusual body. They called me ugly, said I deserved to be defiled for looking this way. They tried to cut me with blades, wanting to see the patterns on my skin become even more grotesque.”

Her clear voice carried not a trace of desire.

Gu Jianyou’s fingers suddenly withdrew, forcibly suppressing the rising flutter of emotions.

Bai Ruanruan wrapped herself in a blanket and smiled at Gu Jianyou.

“It’s a pity my body is just that strange—as if it was born to be tormented. No matter how much I’m mistreated, my skin always heals perfectly.”

Bai Ruanruan hesitantly tested Gu Jianyou’s reaction, “Sister… would you dislike me for being different?”

Gu Jianyou answered immediately, “How could I? Our Ruanruan is the most beautiful girl.”

Indeed.

The hardships endured by a lonely girl ostracized by her own kind were beyond what Gu Jianyou—raised in privilege—could ever imagine.

Starved for affection yet timid, yearning for closeness but afraid to reach out.

Gu Jianyou gently embraced her. “Every full moon night, I’ll be by your side. No one will hurt you again.”

Bai Ruanruan rested her forehead against Gu Jianyou’s shoulder, her eyes softening with genuine relief. “It’s late. Sister should go to sleep.”

Gu Jianyou pinched Bai Ruanruan’s earlobe, her tone wounded. “I thought Ruanruan would let me sleep here tonight.”

Bai Ruanruan burst into laughter and stood up, heading toward the bedroom. “Why would Sister abandon the spacious master bedroom for this guest room?”

The little succubus didn’t send her away. “Sister has been listless these past few days. Since I sleep well, I can be your sleeping pill.”

The dim room conveniently hid Gu Jianyou’s blush spreading from face to neck. She nervously clutched the pillow and blanket that carried Bai Ruanruan’s scent.

The moment the bathroom door closed, Gu Jianyou buried her face in Bai Ruanruan’s pillow.

Her gaze grew hazy.

She despised herself for defiling the unfortunate little Omega in her thoughts, yet couldn’t stop. She pulled Bai Ruanruan’s quilt closer.

As her fingers traced the fabric, an utterly inappropriate thought surfaced.

If she couldn’t hold Bai Ruanruan, would embracing this blanket serve as a substitute?

Like biting into a ripe peach.

Gu Jianyou burned as if intoxicated, fingers tightening on the silken sheets.

Greedy thoughts blazed wildly, clouding her mind.

Just as Gu Jianyou buried deeper into the pillow, her hand slipping beneath the covers—

The bathroom door swung open.

Bai Ruanruan spoke shyly, “The shower gel ran out. Could Sister bring me another bottle?”

Gu Jianyou snapped to awareness, scrambling off the bed, not daring to look back at the disheveled bedding—the scene of her near crime.

“I’m coming.” Coming…

Gu Jianyou handed Bai Ruanruan her own shower gel.

Through the frosted glass, Bai Ruanruan’s damp voice carried, “I’m so sorry for disturbing Sister’s rest, making you get up just to bring me shower gel…”

Gu Jianyou’s temple twitched violently as she muttered guiltily,

“No, I was just replying to someone’s message.”

She wasn’t sure if the person in the bathroom believed her. Opening her private inbox, she kept scrolling through new messages,

“I… still have work to finish. You can sleep first after your shower. I’ll go to the study.”

The girl in the bathroom sounded surprised,

“That busy?”

No new messages refreshed on Gu Jianyou’s phone screen. She almost wished a flood of work would overwhelm her.

She lied, “It’s the end of the year. Work is hectic.”

Without waiting for Bai Ruanruan’s reply, Gu Jianyou fled the guest room in a panic, not daring to stay a moment longer.

A long while later, Bai Ruanruan wrapped herself in a towel and eyed the messy bed with an amused smirk.

Her little succubus tail flickered briefly as she straightened the sheets, fluffed the pillow, and peeked into the trash bin, muttering to herself:

“She really didn’t do anything?”

Is she… incapable?

……

Gu Jianyou sat in the study all night.

Before her lay the mask and formal dress required for tomorrow’s Omega mixer, along with an exquisitely wrapped gift box—the present meant for her chosen Omega.

Many Omegas would attend the event, and just as many alphas. She’d have to find Bai Ruanruan among the crowd.

The moon climbed higher until dawn’s faint light painted Gu Jianyou’s face with crimson hues.

Squinting, she shielded her eyes with her fingers.

Bai Ruanruan should be awake by now.

Silently, she crept to the guest room door and carefully pushed it open.

The girl on the bed was fast asleep, hugging a pillow face-down, half-buried in its softness.

Her posture mirrored Gu Jianyou’s from the night before—the same pillow that had once muffled Gu Jianyou’s face.

The thought darkened Gu Jianyou’s gaze.

What would Bai Ruanruan think if she knew the thoughts that had plagued her last night?

Gu Jianyou’s fingers traced the delicate curve of Bai Ruanruan’s ankle, her touch lingering.

For a fleeting moment, she considered letting Bai Ruanruan see it all—to tear away her own facade of restraint, to lock her away without guilt, to keep her for herself alone.

But she couldn’t.

Torn between fearing her touch might wake the girl and longing for her to stir, Gu Jianyou brushed her fingers over the faded red marks on Bai Ruanruan’s back.

She lifted the blanket and pressed a kiss between her shoulder blades.

“Wake up,” she whispered.

Bai Ruanruan’s lashes fluttered in her dreams, still lost in slumber.

Gu Jianyou’s lips grazed the cool shell of her ear.

“You’ll let me recognize you at the mixer today, won’t you?”

Only silence answered.

Gently shaking her, Gu Jianyou murmured, “There’ll be many outstanding alphas there—ones pursued by others. But you won’t look at them, will you?”

A soft, disgruntled whimper escaped Bai Ruanruan’s throat as she nuzzled the pillow, half-awake.

The little Omega blinked open drowsy, dewy eyes.

“…Sister?”

Gu Jianyou straightened abruptly, the earlier haze of intimacy vanishing like mist.

“It’s getting late, time to wake up, my little secretary.”

Bai Ruanruan crawled out of bed, rubbing her messy hair. “I’m only your secretary in the afternoon. I have filming in the morning.”

Her fingers brushed against the cold, empty space beside her.

“What time did you come to bed last night? I can’t remember at all.”

Gu Jianyou avoided the question, gently combing through her hair instead. “I thought, as your sponsor, I deserved at least a morning kiss from my little girlfriend.”

Bai Ruanruan turned around, stood on her tiptoes, and lightly pressed her lips to the corner of Gu Jianyou’s mouth.

A fleeting touch.

Her peach-blossom eyes curved into a smile. “Good morning, sister.”

A kiss on the corner of the lips was even more thrilling than one on the lips. Gu Jianyou touched the tingling spot, lost in thought for a long moment.

Her voice was hoarse. “This afternoon, you…”

Bai Ruanruan suddenly remembered something.

“Oh, right. I have something at the set this afternoon, so I can’t go to the office as your secretary.”

Gu Jianyou’s heart wavered. “Alright.”

She wouldn’t be at the company either.

She was attending a mixer.

Bai Ruanruan probably wouldn’t be at the set either. For a fleeting moment, Gu Jianyou imagined the two of them running into each other at the event.

……

Jiajia: “Why are you at the set? Didn’t you go to the alpha mixer?”

Bai Ruanruan, already in makeup, sat on a small folding stool, waiting for her next scene.

She grinned. “Can’t I be here?”

As her manager, Jiajia naturally wanted Bai Ruanruan to stay close to Gu Jianyou—better connections meant better resources.

“If you don’t go, the CEO will be disappointed.”

Bai Ruanruan rolled up her script and lightly tapped Jiajia’s head with it.

“Gu Jianyou didn’t invite me herself. Why should I go?”

Even so…

Jiajia sensed something surreal about their relationship.

Bai Ruanruan stretched lazily, yawning as she stood up.

“If she wants me there, she should invite me properly, not have her secretary relay the message. Besides, today is special.”

Jiajia blinked. “Special how?”

Bai Ruanruan paused. “Guess?”

The young succubus, barely past adulthood, had just turned twenty.

She turned back with a wink. “And when did I say I wasn’t going?”

She tucked the red camellias and invitation into a paper bag, placing it next to her coat.

Director Zheng’s voice boomed through the rest area via megaphone.

“Bai Ruanruan, you’re up next!”

She sprang to her feet. “Coming!”

Jiajia: ?

Are you two inventing a whole new way to date?

……

The exclusive mixer was held at a five-star hotel,

one invested in by Radiant Entertainment.

Women in lavish gowns drifted through the venue, their voluminous skirts adorned with countless crystals and diamonds, their faces hidden behind ornate masks.

The only way to recognize anyone was by their mingling pheromones.

Before a floor-length mirror, Gu Jianyou stood in a sleek black evening gown, its daring back cutout leaving her skin chilled.

The young alpha draped her usual black blazer over her shoulders,

clutching a small silver clutch embossed with an iris pattern.

She covered her face with a small mask and applied the same lipstick Bai Ruanruan had used.

The strawberry-red shade, like sugar-soaked berries, looked different on her lips—less of Bai Ruanruan’s soft, gentle charm and more of an icy, untouchable allure.

If Bai Ruanruan were here, she’d recognize her at a glance.

The secretary stood at the door. “President, it’s time.”

Gu Jianyou meticulously adjusted every strand of hair with her pinky, the emerald ring on her finger gleaming extravagantly under the light.

The secretary hesitated. “You’re wearing a tail ring to a mixer?”

Omegas and alphas attending mixers were there to find partners—who would wear a tail ring, blatantly signaling they were single by choice?

Gu Jianyou paused, then removed the ring she’d worn for nearly a decade, tucking it into her clutch.

Her pinky felt bare, and she rubbed the base of her finger, unaccustomed to its emptiness.

After one last check, she asked, “Has Bai Ruanruan arrived yet?”

The secretary shook her head. “Everyone’s wearing masks—it’s impossible to tell.”

Gu Jianyou didn’t press further.

Her girl was punctual. If she promised to come, she’d be here.

Entering the hall, she found it already crowded with Omegas.

To the flow of orchestral music, masked women in high heels swayed closely in the dance floor.

Alphas naturally drew Omegas’ attention—even without spotting someone they liked, they could instantly discern each other’s dynamics.

Gu Jianyou scanned the room behind her mask.

The pheromones were too chaotic, making it hard to pick out that one distinctive scent.

“Dear Alpha,” a girl in pale yellow glided over, her fingers resting elegantly on Gu Jianyou’s hand. “May I have this dance?”

Gu Jianyou pressed her lips together.

Not Bai Ruanruan’s voice.

Politely, she declined, “Sorry, I’m waiting for someone.”

The Omega shrugged. “Alright then. Enjoy your evening.”

As more guests arrived, Gu Jianyou—tall even in heels—could see most people’s lower faces.

All were attractive, poised, and refined, blending together like matching tiles in a game.

The overwhelming Omega pheromones made her cough.

Then, a faint fruity sweetness drifted by.

In a corner sat a girl in white, her fluffy skirt unadorned, waist-length hair cascading over her shoulders, a silver feather clip nestled within.

She held a red camellia paper flower—a token for Omegas to offer to favored Alphas.

Amid the scent clutter, Gu Jianyou approached.

From the jawline alone, this Omega resembled Bai Ruanruan by seventy or eighty percent.

Slender and graceful, she clutched the camellia nervously, clearly a first-timer.

That trace of fruit in the air made Gu Jianyou venture,

“Ruanruan?”

Over an hour had passed since the mixer began.

The anxiety of not finding Bai Ruanruan immediately gnawed at her.

The girl looked up. “?”

A hint of unease flickered through Gu Jianyou’s mind.

The young girl grew restless. “Are you calling me?”

As the girl stood up, the smile on Gu Jianyou’s face slowly froze.

This Omega girl was taller than her, an Alpha?

Gu Jianyou was considered tall among most alphas, so being suddenly outmatched made her instinctively take half a step back.

With visible embarrassment, Gu Jianyou said, “Sorry, I mistook you for someone else.”

The young woman in the white dress smiled shyly, “If you were a little taller, I’d be happy to dance with you.”

Gu Jianyou’s lips twitched, “…What a shame.”

As another dance ended, Gu Jianyou had practically searched the entire venue but still couldn’t find Bai Ruanruan.

The thought of her little girl also wandering the hotel looking for her only made Gu Jianyou more anxious and restless.

Failing to recognize her own Omega’s pheromones would be a disgrace for an alpha.

Her phone buzzed.

Gu Jianyou nervously picked it up—Bai Ruanruan’s chat window popped up.

Bai Ruanruan had sent three pictures of cakes and a voice message.

Gu Jianyou stepped into an empty stairwell and played the message.

The girl’s uniquely sweet voice whispered in her ear, “Sister, help me pick a cake, okay?”

Cake?

Gu Jianyou skimmed through the images, confused, and randomly chose one.

She immediately typed back: What color is your dress today? I’m coming to find you.

Where on earth had her little girl run off to?

If she found her first… Gu Jianyou swore she wouldn’t go easy on her.