Little Succubus Transmigrates into a Fishing Type O - Chapter 36

Gu Jianyou stood at the hotel entrance, her fingers trembling as they clutched a metal syringe.

The needle had left a trail of deep red bl00d along her neck, winding down to her collarbone and chest.

She was dressed in Bai Ruanruan’s white, soft clothing, now stained red with bl00d, forming patterns like crimson plum blossoms.

The young girl before her held a script and whispered, “Sister, why are you here? Come in quickly—there are snowflakes on your shoulders.”

Gu Jianyou bit her lip guiltily, standing frozen in place, her lowered lashes as fragile as a butterfly’s wings in the wind.

One hand held the syringe, while the other carried a small cake and the emerald earrings Bai Ruanruan had refused to accept as a gift.

Gu Jianyou: “I couldn’t sleep at night, so…”

The chilly corridor was filled with a sweet, intoxicating pheromone scent—like molten syrup, so warm it could melt a person. Just a whiff of it made her heart swell with sweetness.

Gu Jianyou’s breathing grew rapid, her face flushing crimson.

Bai Ruanruan placed her hand over Gu Jianyou’s cold fingers. “Sister?”

Gu Jianyou pressed her lips together, standing stiffly, unsure how to explain her presence here.

Couldn’t sleep, so she drove nearly an hour to the filming set?

Gu Jianyou noticed two cameras positioned around Bai Ruanruan’s room, aimed at her like artillery.

The other rooms’ doorways were empty, making these two protruding cameras seem especially conspicuous.

Bai Ruanruan smiled lightly. “I was worried about hotel security. Last time I was filming in City D, a drunk man knocked on my door in the middle of the night. I couldn’t sleep well at all.”

Though she spoke with a smile, Gu Jianyou could see traces of lingering fear in her eyes.

Her little girl was beautiful, delicate, and alone—easy prey for those with ill intentions.

No one would install cameras just because of one mistaken knock. Bai Ruanruan’s words were like a pebble dropped into water, sending ripples of unease through Gu Jianyou’s heart.

She had heard before that Bai Ruanruan had suffered many humiliations in her youth…

Gu Jianyou hesitated before speaking. “I’ll arrange for some bodyguards to stay with you.”

Bai Ruanruan shook her head with a laugh. “A minor celebrity like me can’t afford such extravagance. Sister, don’t just stand there—come inside.”

Despite being the one disturbed late at night, she obediently opened the door to let Gu Jianyou in.

Gu Jianyou stood dumbly in the guest room as the manager tactfully slipped away.

Bai Ruanruan set the script on the table, her peach-blossom eyes glinting with amusement.

“Sister, why are you wearing my pajamas?”

Gu Jianyou’s throat tightened. “I couldn’t sleep… Your scent was still on them…”

Bai Ruanruan toyed with a bouquet of red roses—a gift from a fan—that she had brought back from the set.

Her slender, snow-white fingers pressed and kneaded the petals, staining them with faint traces of flower juice.

The way she squeezed and crushed the petals made Gu Jianyou stare, transfixed.

The girl covered her mouth with a giggle. “So… did Sister fall asleep?”

Gu Jianyou swallowed dryly. “No.”

Her cheeks burned as if scalded.

Clad in pajamas Bai Ruanruan had once worn, the soft silk fabric brushed against the places where it had once touched her abdomen, her thighs…

The faint pheromones were undeniably stimulating the already fragile nerves of the alpha.

How could she possibly sleep?

It was already 3 a.m., and the entire film set had sunk into its deepest silence.

Under Gu Jianyou’s scorching gaze, Bai Ruanruan leisurely pulled out a handkerchief and wiped the rose juice from her fingers. The delicate fragrance of roses mingled with the ethereal scents of peach and iris, growing even more elusive.

Bai Ruanruan picked up a tube of hand cream, squeezing the white ointment onto the back of her hand. “Sister, don’t stare at me like that—I’ll get shy.”

The girl spread the cream evenly over her hands, her already luminous skin now even more dewy.

Slender fingers pressed at the joints, massaging and kneading until every bit of the cream was absorbed. The pinkened knuckles looked as if they’d been warmed by the touch, tempting someone to reach out and see if they were truly heated.

Gu Jianyou swallowed hard, her throat parched and burning.

“It’s late. Should we get some sleep?”

The earliest shoot tomorrow wasn’t until noon, leaving plenty of time to rest—though Gu Jianyou had a meeting in the morning.

Only after meticulously applying the hand cream did Bai Ruanruan finally take off her coat.

“Alright.”

Gu Jianyou placed the inhibitor syringe on the nightstand, one hand covering the punctured but unsuccessfully injected gland.

Bai Ruanruan: “Aren’t you going to take the inhibitor, sister?”

As a proud alpha, how could Gu Jianyou let Bai Ruanruan see her in such a disheveled state every time?

“No need…”

The lights went out, and Gu Jianyou gently wrapped her arms around the younger girl from behind.

Her feverish forehead pressed against Bai Ruanruan’s shoulder blades.

A good night’s sleep could help stabilize the pheromones in her body. She needed to maintain emotional equilibrium—extreme joy or sorrow would only bring her heat cycles more frequently.

Gu Jianyou had thought sharing a bed with Bai Ruanruan would keep her awake, but the moment her arms encircled the girl’s waist, a wave of drowsiness crashed over her.

It was as if she were lying on a small boat adrift at sea, gently rocked by the waves.

Gu Jianyou yawned, a soft rumble escaping her throat.

“Ruanruan, you feel so good to hold.”

Moments later, Bai Ruanruan felt steady breathing against her back and slowly turned around.

The alpha slept in a posture devoid of security, clinging to her almost entirely, arms wrapped tight—as if letting go would bring unbearable unease.

In the darkness, Bai Ruanruan traced Gu Jianyou’s features with her fingers, her expression softer than ever before.

“Silly girl, if you asked to mark me, how could I ever refuse?”

Bai Ruanruan leaned down, pressing light kisses along Gu Jianyou’s cheek, jaw, neck, shoulders, and finally her gland…

Then, with one hand, she fished through the nightstand drawer, retrieving a slender syringe.

It was a special injector she’d bought from the pharmacy just yesterday—one that could temporarily store an Omega’s pheromones.

Bai Ruanruan inserted the needle steadily into the back of her own neck. A tingling sting followed as a translucent, intensely fragrant pheromone was drawn out and sealed into a small, temperature-controlled vial.

She tucked the vial into Gu Jianyou’s handbag.

Cupping Gu Jianyou’s face in her hands, Bai Ruanruan pressed one last kiss to the alpha’s forehead—tender and full of devotion.

“Would you really have stood outside all night if I hadn’t opened the door?”

Bai Ruanruan was both amused and exasperated by this clumsy woman.

…

The next morning, Gu Jianyou woke up after only a few hours of sleep yet felt completely refreshed, as if she’d slept for over ten hours.

Curled up obediently beside her, Bai Ruanruan was still sound asleep, breathing deeply.

Gu Jianyou quietly placed the cake and gifts down before slipping away unnoticed.

As she left, she happened to run into her assistant delivering documents.

“Teacher Bai hasn’t woken up yet,” Gu Jianyou instructed calmly. “Don’t disturb her. She doesn’t look well—have the hotel prepare some nourishing tonic soup.”

The assistant nodded in agreement. After giving a series of instructions, Gu Jianyou tightened her coat and headed home to change clothes. She couldn’t very well go to the office wearing Bai Ruanruan’s pajamas.

After hurriedly changing into a pre-prepared outfit, she entered her office to find a steaming cup of black coffee already waiting on her desk.

“Boss,” her secretary said, “these are the documents requiring your signature today. There’s a meeting at 10 AM and another at 2 PM…” The secretary outlined the day’s schedule.

A few minutes later, several subordinates arrived with documents in hand.

Gu Jianyou listened impassively as they summarized their work. She unzipped her handbag to retrieve her ever-present fountain pen and seal.

Clatter.

A small bottle fell onto the carpet.

The container of clear liquid rolled to a subordinate’s feet.

The speaker immediately stopped mid-sentence and bent to pick it up.

“Boss, you dropped this.”

Setting down her items, Gu Jianyou’s gaze fixed on the bottle in the subordinate’s hand.

It was an exquisitely crafted vial containing some unknown liquid. Gu Jianyou’s head throbbed dully from yesterday’s missed inhibitor injection and her failure to mark Bai Ruanruan.

Threads of honeyed peach pheromones wafted from the small bottle. Gu Jianyou’s breath caught, thinking she must be mistaken.

“It resembles those rare commercial products that can temporarily store pheromones,” the secretary observed, examining the bottle. “Shall I have the lab analyze it?”

“No need,” Gu Jianyou replied hoarsely.

She took the bottle, gripping it so tightly in her palm that her skin turned red, yet she felt no pain.

After everyone left, the secretary ventured quietly,

“Did the boss get synthetic Omega pheromones from the hospital?”

Gu Jianyou shook her head. When she opened the bottle, an overwhelming wave of honeyed peach fragrance instantly saturated the office like thick syrup.

“Bai Ruanruan gave it to me,” Gu Jianyou said.

Last night, while she slept, her little girl had quietly pressed the sharp needle against the gland on the back of her neck…

Bai Ruanruan had known exactly why she came yesterday…

This tiny bottle had touched the softest place in Gu Jianyou’s heart.

The secretary gasped before quickly covering her mouth.

“Omegas are usually pain-averse and delicate. When this product first launched, almost no one bought it—after all, Omegas are meant to be cherished by everyone. Who could endure such pain?”

Gu Jianyou frowned. “It’s painful?”

The secretary nodded. “The product’s release actually angered Omega protection organizations.”

As Gu Jianyou injected the pheromones into the gland at her nape, the secretary couldn’t tell whether her boss felt distressed about Bai Ruanruan—her expression remained as unreadable as ever, which was somewhat frightening.

Gu Jianyou: “I heard Bai Ruanruan’s scenes are scheduled for this afternoon?”

The secretary confirmed, “From afternoon until late at night.”

Gu Jianyou: “Cancel my two o’clock meeting. I’m going to visit the set.”

As the icy pheromones were injected into the nape of her neck, Gu Jianyou rested her forehead against the desk, letting out muffled groans akin to a wild beast.

Unlike directly biting Bai Ruanruan’s neck and savoring the juices,

It felt as if her body was trapped in an inescapable net, her vision blurred as though she were being tightly embraced by Bai Ruanruan.

In this illusion, she was held tightly, sinking together into an endless ocean. Perhaps due to the rapid injection, Gu Jianyou’s vision darkened intermittently, and her throat constricted with a suffocating difficulty to breathe.

Like someone walking into the deep sea, moved by its profound depths, willing to recklessly plunge like a moth to flame, letting the seawater flood her mouth and nose.

Gu Jianyou gasped heavily, and even upon arriving at the set, her mind hadn’t fully regained clarity.

…

The director, spotting the investor, quickly stood up from his small stool.

“President.”

Gu Jianyou nodded, maintaining her usual calm and detached demeanor.

“How’s the filming going lately?”

Director: “With the additional investment, we’ve reached the mid-story arc. Jiang Xue enters the workplace as a secretary for a corporate CEO. The romantic plot is about to reach its climax, and the audience response should be excellent.”

Gu Jianyou gave a noncommittal hum, leaving the director uncertain about her thoughts.

Gu Jianyou glanced at the crew eating boxed lunches.

“Where’s Bai Ruanruan?”

Director: “Bai Ruanruan is in the break room memorizing lines. She had an intensive acting class this morning and is likely reviewing the material now.”

Gu Jianyou walked to the break room door.

The director tactfully excused himself, rubbing his nose and whispering to his assistant, “Why does the president smell so strongly of Bai Ruanruan?”

The assistant shook his head. “Bai Ruanruan was in class all morning. She shouldn’t have had time to meet with the president.”

The director found it odd—the concentration of pheromones on Gu Jianyou was no different from a fresh marking, perhaps even stronger.

Unaware of others’ thoughts, Gu Jianyou narrowed her dazed eyes, reveling in the Omega’s pheromones coursing through her body.

Pushing open the break room door, she asked,

“What scenes are you filming today?”

Bai Ruanruan set down the script with a smile. Gu Jianyou’s sharp eyes noticed a bandage on the back of Bai Ruanruan’s neck.

The girl applied hand cream nonchalantly. “Today’s scene is about the secretary being locked in the boss’s home, with the boss attempting to forcefully take her.”

Gu Jianyou’s bloodshot eyes fixed intently on the unevenly spread white cream on Bai Ruanruan’s hands.

Applying hand cream again.

Her knuckles were pink, looking smoother than silk to the touch.

If only she could bring those hands to her lips, nibbling and kissing them, letting them commit all manner of profane acts…

Gu Jianyou’s thoughts wandered.

The girl looked at her with a teasing smile.

“I was just worried about not having anyone to rehearse with. Are you free, sister?”

Gu Jianyou’s voice was hoarse. “I’m free.”

She had deliberately cleared her schedule to make time for Bai Ruanruan.

Which meant she’d be working late into the night.

Bai Ruanruan shifted her position slightly and handed the script to Gu Jianyou.

Gu Jianyou looked at the densely packed words, her head aching slightly. Fortunately, all she had to do was read the lines as written.

Bai Ruanruan’s peach-blossom eyes lingered on Gu Jianyou’s face, and the latter could see her own reflection in them.

Being stared at so intently by such a stunning Omega made Gu Jianyou’s ears flush red.

Bai Ruanruan asked, “Sister, do you know what you’re supposed to act out?”

Gu Jianyou skimmed through the script quickly. “I have a general idea.”

Bai Ruanruan smiled faintly. “As the CEO of the corporation, this role should come naturally to you. It’s practically playing yourself.”

The phrase “playing yourself” struck Gu Jianyou as odd—she felt Bai Ruanruan was hinting at something. Her lips parted slightly, but in the end, she said nothing.

The rehearsal room still held remnants of props from the acting class that had just concluded.

Bai Ruanruan loosely tied her wrists with a red silk ribbon. “Should we start on the count of three?”

Gu Jianyou nodded in agreement.

“Three.”

“Two.”

“One.”

Jiang Xue had fought tooth and nail to secure an offer from her dream company, thinking she could finally begin her internship as the CEO’s secretary and start a new chapter in her life.

But she never expected her seemingly polite and composed superior to harbor such disgusting, unspeakable secrets.

Tears welled in Jiang Xue’s eyes. “Please, let me go… I just want to work properly…”

The young woman’s wrists were bound with red rope as she was thrown into a corner, her face smudged with dust and her secretary uniform disheveled.

As she delivered her lines, her previously calm eyes suddenly reddened—a testament to Bai Ruanruan’s acting prowess.

Gu Jianyou’s fingers tightened around the script as she recited coolly, “I could never let you go.”

Cowering in the corner, the young woman trembled at the cold, domineering voice of her boss looming above her.

Having endured humiliation all her life, she had relied on her own abilities to land this coveted position, hoping to step out of campus and into a new life—only to find herself in a far more helpless and degrading situation than before.

Jiang Xue began to sob quietly, but before her whimpers could escape her throat, a hand suddenly seized her ankle.

She screamed and tried to scramble away, but her mouth was muffled.

The boss before her was impeccably dressed, every inch the respectable elite, yet her slightly upturned eyes regarded the young Omega like a predator eyeing its prey.

The dark, unhinged woman chuckled softly, her thumb pressing roughly against the secretary’s reddened ankle.

“Trying to refuse? Fifty thousand for one night—is that enough?”

The girl shook her head desperately, hot tears splashing onto Gu Jianyou’s hand.

The scent of peaches, sweeter than the most intoxicating syrup, filled the air.

Gu Jianyou’s gaze darkened as she embodied the script’s control-obsessed CEO with chilling precision.

Muffled by the hand over her mouth, the young woman could only convey her fury and humiliation through her peach-blossom eyes.

But this only seemed to amuse her superior further.

Gu Jianyou drawled lazily, “Fifty thousand not enough? A hundred thousand? A hundred and fifty? Will that do?”

The fresh graduate seemed dazed by the staggering figures—more money than she could earn in a year.

Jiang Xue struggled against the red rope binding her wrists, but it only dug deeper into her flesh, leaving behind cruel, angry marks.

“Mm… mmph…!”

The little Omega wept with humiliation and sorrow, causing Gu Jianyou’s hand to tremble and scatter the snow-white script across the floor.

Releasing her hand from covering Bai Ruanruan’s mouth, she gently lifted the beauty’s chin with her fingers.

“Name your price. How much for one night with you?”

Her thumb pressed against the chin, forcing the young girl to part her lips slightly, revealing a crimson tongue within.

In that moment, Gu Jianyou despised herself. Just yesterday, she had received Bai Ruanruan’s help, making the little mushroom personally extract pheromones for her.

Yet now, she wanted to make the girl cry.

Recalling the high concentration of pheromones, Gu Jianyou licked the corner of her mouth.

The alpha boss stood aloof, impatiently reciting her lines:

“Don’t pretend to be chaste here. You’ll have to find a mate eventually. Whether it’s sleeping with someone or being kept by my side, what’s the difference?”

……

Jiajia noticed the dressing room door slightly ajar while carrying a freshly delivered red date and goji berry black chicken soup.

“The director said the next scene is postponed for half an hour. You should eat something first,” she said while pushing the door open.

Before her hand could touch the door, a man’s hand blocked her way.

Startled, Jiajia nearly dropped the nourishing soup, only then noticing two black-suited bodyguards—the kind you’d only see in movies—standing on either side.

At the end of the corridor stood several more, each looking fierce and exuding an aggressive scent that shouldn’t be captured on camera.

“Is Teacher Bai busy?” Jiajia whispered.

The two bodyguards remained silent, simply standing guard to block Jiajia’s view, silently refusing to answer.

This was an eye-opener for Jiajia. Handing the soup to one of them, she said, “Please inform Teacher Bai that work has been postponed for half an hour.”

Not daring to linger, Jiajia quickly left the dressing room entrance.

Through the crack, she caught a glimpse of Bai Ruanruan pressed against the corner of the room, wrists bound with red silk ropes, as the tall alpha closed in—

Accompanied by faint breathing sounds and pheromones intertwining in the air.

Jiajia decided to ask the director if they could postpone filming for an hour.

……

Script pages littered the floor, covered with Bai Ruanruan’s handwritten notes.

Gu Jianyou tenderly cut the ropes binding Bai Ruanruan’s wrists. “Did I scare you just now?”

Only heaven knew how much willpower it took for Gu Jianyou not to sink her teeth into Bai Ruanruan’s nape right then.

The girl’s gland area was reddened, showing signs of inflammation—hot and flushed, coated with a transparent ointment.

Gu Jianyou suppressed her violent urges, settling the girl on her lap as they sat on the sofa, even her breathing softened.

Bai Ruanruan teased, “Sister acted so convincingly, more skilled than veteran actors with over a decade of experience.”

Gu Jianyou’s mouth twitched, unsure whether this was praise or criticism.

Bai Ruanruan could stop her tears instantly, but her reddened eyes betrayed how hard she’d been crying.

“Sister must have put genuine emotion into such a convincing performance, right?”

Gu Jianyou’s breathing hitched—

She had indeed considered keeping the girl at home, seeing no one else.

Yet such a beautiful young woman belonged under the spotlight, cherished by all.

Gu Jianyou protested, “That’s not true, I didn’t…”

Bai Ruanruan laughed silently, nearly doubling over with mirth, while Gu Jianyou felt her heart flutter at the sight.

Flustered, she quickly averted her gaze to the contracts and documents scattered across the small table.

Her eyes immediately landed on a series of risqué lingerie photos—magazine covers, commercial invitations for underwear advertisements…

Bai Ruanruan had always followed the pure and alluring route, with major brands vying to collaborate with her.

She seemed to notice Gu Jianyou’s displeased gaze and shrugged.

“Can’t be helped. The ads I’ve been getting lately are all like this.”

Bai Ruanruan pointed to one of the slightly suggestive advertisements and said,

“This one came from Radiant Entertainment. I thought it was your idea, sister. I almost signed it.”

Gu Jianyou’s throat tightened. “I’m sorry. I’ll have my team vet the ads properly. I won’t let such indecent things appear in front of you again.”

The young girl tucked a stray lock of hair behind her ear.

“Everyone’s just trying to make a living. It’s just a matter of showing more or less skin. Why are you so protective of me, sister?”

Though her tone was light, there was a trace of reluctant resignation in her eyes.

Her little girl had always wanted to focus on honing her acting skills, but to survive in the industry, she had no choice but to take on these messy projects.

Gu Jianyou lowered her voice. “Have they found any suitable ads for you recently? Just be patient a little longer. I won’t let you be exposed to the darker side of the industry.”

Bai Ruanruan gave a sweet, obedient smile and brushed aside her fluffy hair,

revealing the gland where she had been injected the day before.

Meeting Gu Jianyou’s flustered gaze, she smiled sweetly.

“How are you feeling, sister? Did you get through your heat cycle safely?”

She placed a cool ointment in Gu Jianyou’s hand.

“Can you help me apply the medicine, sister? It hurts so much.”