Little Succubus Transmigrates into a Fishing Type O - Chapter 40

“So how desperate were you to actually try winning her over with genuine feelings?”

After her meeting, Gu Jianyou sat in the teahouse chatting with a few peers who had their arms around their companions.

“Just throw money at her. What alpha could resist that?”

Gu Jianyou frowned, though it was unclear whether she agreed or not.

Han Guyun had collaborated with Gu Jianyou’s company for years, and the two had long since become friends. Like most Omegas, she believed that alphas were inherently unable to suppress their instincts—that during their rut, they needed Omegas to solve the problem.

The entire world revolved around alphas, while Omegas were treated more like exquisite accessories.

This deeply ingrained mindset was rooted in everyone’s mind, whether they were alphas, betas, or Omegas—all firmly believed it.

Gu Jianyou took a sip of her tea and said, “Bai Ruanruan wants to achieve something in her career through her own efforts. If I suddenly shower her with resources, it might upset her.”

It was only when it came to matters of the heart that Gu Jianyou showed such hesitation.

Han Guyun stared at her as if she’d seen a ghost, unable to believe that the usually decisive and sharp Gu Jianyou could be so uncertain.

Wiping the cold sweat from her forehead, Han Guyun—also an alpha—nearly buckled under Gu Jianyou’s oppressive aura in the short time they drank tea.

The teahouse fell into a stifling silence once more.

Gu Jianyou set down her teacup. “Never mind. What Bai Ruanruan and I have is different from you all.”

Han Guyun felt inexplicably attacked. She gave her friend a baffled look before glancing at the two beauties attending to her.

“Oh, you’re so noble, so remarkable—yet you still rely on suppressant injections every month.”

Han Guyun had had enough. She had never in her life met such a pure-hearted alpha.

“Be careful, or you’ll reach a point where even suppressants won’t solve your problem.”

Gu Jianyou regarded her coolly. “My body is none of your concern.”

Leaning back alone in the teahouse’s plush chair, Gu Jianyou was approached by her secretary with documents.

“Boss, these are Bai Ruanruan’s schedules for next month.”

Gu Jianyou spun the ring on her finger absently, narrowing her eyes as she pondered Han Guyun’s words.

That’s right—she had more than enough money to throw at the problem, enough to make the girl realize her feelings.

After skimming through Bai Ruanruan’s itinerary, Gu Jianyou said, “Compile a list of all the resources we can purchase for me.”

Standing by the floor-to-ceiling window, Gu Jianyou gazed down at the city’s skyline.

Dark thoughts twisted and climbed within her until her breathing grew hot and ragged. The primal urge buried in her genes threatened to tear everything apart. She pressed a cold hand against her burning scent gland…

“Bai Ruanruan… what is it you truly want?”

“Teacher Bai!” The assistant nearly tripped as she rushed over, shoving her phone screen in front of Bai Ruanruan.

“Teacher Bai, look! You’re on Weibo’s splash page!”

Her exclamation on set drew everyone’s attention to Bai Ruanruan—some with envy, some with admiration, some with jealousy, and others who sensed something amiss.

Bai Ruanruan was just as surprised when she saw the splash page. Her manager placed a tablet in front of her.

“It’s not just the splash page. Sales for the pajamas, watches, and shower gel you endorsed have increased by 40% compared to usual.”

Jiajia exclaimed in amazement, “Your data is so impressive that all your peers are green with envy.”

Bai Ruanruan looked at the astonishing sales figures, “How could it be this high?”

After reviewing the documents, Jiajia made a few calls to verify,

“I heard an internet company designated the products you endorsed as employee benefits, bundling them with offline products like mobile phones for bulk purchases as staff welfare.”

Jiajia continued, “Internal rumors say they want to make you their next brand ambassador.”

Bai Ruanruan’s heart skipped a beat, her lips curling slightly,

“Check what relationship this company has with Radiant Entertainment.”

Jiajia checked the information and said, “Gu Jianyou holds a 20% stake in this company.”

Bai Ruanruan’s tail behind her flickered imperceptibly like a blur, unnoticed by anyone.

The heart-shaped tail pressed tightly against her thigh, its existence hidden from all, though the tip trembled slightly with joy.

Maintaining her composed demeanor, Bai Ruanruan’s heart was in turmoil.

“Gu Jianyou is really willing to spend money…”

During the noon break, the secretary personally came by,

“Miss Bai, it’s the season for nourishment. The CEO specially had bird’s nest, ginseng, and chicken soup prepared for you.”

Bai Ruanruan reclined on the lounge chair reading a script, with only half a salad eaten before her.

Smelling the enticing aroma from the container, she smiled and said, “Sister is so thoughtful, she’s so good to me.”

The secretary’s heart fluttered under the gaze of those sparkling peach-blossom eyes, “Miss Bai, do you have plans for tonight?”

Bai Ruanruan pointed at the script, “I have a night shoot.”

The secretary’s expression visibly hesitated, “The CEO hopes you could join her for dinner tonight.”

As both a CP fan and an industry insider, though accustomed to power and money exchanges, the secretary was utterly smitten by this pairing.

Her tone softened involuntarily, “The CEO has been very concerned about your matters recently.”

Any other young star would have eagerly accepted without hesitation, regardless of filming schedules—being invited by Gu Jianyou was an immense privilege.

Bai Ruanruan hesitated, “But the director is very strict…”

Seeing the densely handwritten notes on Bai Ruanruan’s script, even the secretary couldn’t bear to press further,

“Then Miss Bai should focus on your work. If you’re free tonight, remember to return to the manor.”

The girl nodded innocently, “Thank you, secretary sister, for your trouble today.”

The secretary nearly lost her professional composure, cheeks flushing with shyness,

“It’s my duty. By the way, the CEO recently invested in a film and specifically requested you as the female lead. The script has been sent to your email.”

The secretary waited, expecting to see Bai Ruanruan’s face light up with joy. Instead, after a few seconds, she only saw calmness tinged with unease.

“My schedule is full. The CEO surely has better candidates.”

The slender girl sat in the breeze, her thin filming costume accentuating her delicate frame like a graceful white lotus.

Her lips pressed into a firm line, the usually tender peach-blossom eyes now filled with quiet determination, effortlessly extinguishing any flames of rejection.

The more she refused, the more it made people want to invest more resources, to lay all the world’s finest treasures at the girl’s feet for her to pick and trample upon.

The peach pheromones didn’t just send alphas into heat—they were equally effective on Omegas and betas.

The secretary nodded hesitantly. “Please don’t rush to refuse just yet.”

That was the lead role in a film by a renowned director!

……

Gu Jianyou sat alone in the vast mansion, surrounded by lit candles and freshly baked custard tarts she had made herself.

She had placed a violin by the dining table—no need to hire a musician, she could play it herself. The atmosphere was set to perfection.

When the clock struck ten, Gu Jianyou impatiently checked her phone again, only to find Bai Ruanruan’s message box still empty.

The secretary hurried in, and Gu Jianyou, poised yet urgent, asked, “When did she say she was coming?”

The secretary hesitated, then stammered, “Miss Bai said she’s busy today… she has a shoot tonight.”

The mansion fell into silence for a moment.

Gu Jianyou was incredulous. “After all the resources I’ve poured into her, Bai Ruanruan won’t even spare me a single meal?”

The secretary lowered her head. “Miss Bai said… you don’t need to give her so many resources.”

Gu Jianyou: “…”

The young alpha, usually unstoppable in any situation—sharp as a blade that could cut through any obstacle—

found herself trapped in a viscous fluid when facing Bai Ruanruan, unable to advance or retreat.

The scent of irises flooded the mansion, desperate to cling to anything carrying the alpha’s pheromones for even the slightest comfort.

Gu Jianyou gritted her teeth, gripping the dinner knife so hard it nearly bent.

“Why won’t she take it?”

The secretary: “Miss Bai said she doesn’t accept unearned rewards. She wants to move forward step by step, not be force-fed success.”

Gu Jianyou let out a bitter laugh.

Her fist slammed onto the table, rattling the silverware.

With a wave of her hand, she dismissed the secretary—

but before leaving, the secretary added, “Miss Bai didn’t explicitly say she wouldn’t come tonight. Maybe she’ll drop by after finishing work.”

Gu Jianyou barely registered the words, her mind buzzing as she stared at the perfectly baked tarts in the early hours of the morning.

Rubbing her throbbing temples, she couldn’t understand why she had gone to such lengths—

or why she had failed.

She ran her hands through her disheveled hair, wishing she could just force Bai Ruanruan to stay.

The candles burned shorter, molten wax dripping onto the silver holders like scalding tears.

In silence, Gu Jianyou devoured an entire plate of custard tarts, the rich creaminess bursting in her mouth, soothing the restless fangs that longed to sink into something.

Frustrated, aggrieved, disappointed—yet still yearning to rush to her side.

She ravaged the pastries like a storm, barely savoring their delicate craftsmanship, consuming them only to fill the void. What had been exquisite works of art were reduced to crumbs.

Only one remained—golden, perfectly baked, its molten center glistening under the candlelight.

Just as her fingers reached for the last tart, the door clicked open.

Even from a distance, she instantly caught the Omega’s pheromones.

Bai Ruanruan arrived, dust-covered, hanging her coat on the hallway rack and rubbing her chilled hands as she peeked her head in.

“Sister?”

Hearing the girl’s call, Gu Jianyou’s pupils contracted. She hurriedly straightened her appearance, wiping away the remnants of egg tart crumbs from the corner of her mouth.

She bent down quickly, rearranging the dishes to their most perfect state.

The empty table held only a lone egg tart, looking rather pitiful.

The girl, still carrying the chill of the outdoors, rushed toward Gu Jianyou in a few quick steps.

“Sister, I nailed my scene today in one take!”

The sweet peach scent of the girl’s pheromones filled the air, soothing Gu Jianyou’s nearly fractured heart.

She buried her face in Bai Ruanruan’s neck, greedily inhaling the Omega’s scent.

The young girl, overjoyed by her smooth filming, cupped Gu Jianyou’s cheeks with her hands.

“I thought I wouldn’t make it when I heard from Secretary, but I managed to rush back in time.”

Gu Jianyou gently stroked Bai Ruanruan’s back, careful not to reveal the negative emotions she had just felt.

The candlelight flickered as Gu Jianyou, slightly embarrassed, traced small circles on the back of Bai Ruanruan’s hand—a telltale sign of her guilt.

“I made you an egg tart, less sugar. Want to try it?”

Being able to cook was a plus for an Alpha.

The solitary egg tart on the otherwise empty table seemed both abrupt and solemn.

It had to be said—Gu Jianyou’s baking skills were impressive. Cutting into it with a knife revealed a rich, molten center that flooded Bai Ruanruan’s mouth and heart with warmth.

Gu Jianyou brought the main course from the kitchen.

As she cut into the steak, her grip on the utensils tightened, her knuckles turning white from tension.

Was this a date?

It probably counted as one.

Bai Ruanruan’s peach-blossom eyes curved into a smile as she gazed at her, her joy so palpable it seemed impossible to hide.

“I invested in two films. You can be the lead in both, Ruanruan.”

Bai Ruanruan took a bite of the perfectly tender, melt-in-your-mouth beef, its creamy richness lingering on her tongue.

“My skills aren’t strong enough for such demanding roles. The final product might end up disappointing.”

Gu Jianyou remained silent for a moment before stubbornly insisting,

“I can hire coaches to train you.”

Bai Ruanruan: “People around me keep urging me to butter you up more so I can get better resources. They say… since I’ll need a backer in this industry anyway, it’s better to stick with just you than to bounce between different big shots’ beds.”

Gu Jianyou’s throat tightened, and she immediately wanted to argue.

Their relationship wasn’t some transactional arrangement!

Before she could speak, however, the soft brush of toes trailed up her calf.

The girl’s foot glided from Gu Jianyou’s ankle, up her leg, past her knee, and finally to the edge of her thigh…

At the table, both were impeccably dressed—but beneath it, Bai Ruanruan’s foot pressed firmly against the chair between Gu Jianyou’s legs.

Dominant yet tender, lingering yet restrained.

Gu Jianyou’s breath hitched. “I’ll arrange the coaches for you. No more discussion.”

Course after course was served. Bai Ruanruan lowered her gaze, staring at the exquisite dishes before her.

She had noticed Gu Jianyou acting strangely lately—did she know she was being played?

A calculating glint flickered through the girl’s seemingly innocent eyes.

If Gu Jianyou knew, why wasn’t she angry at all?

But if she didn’t, how else could she explain her recent odd behavior?

Gu Jianyou clamped her knees together, trapping the restless foot beneath the table.

Bai Ruanruan felt her foot being trapped and tried to pull it back, but could Gu Jianyou really let her have her way?

The young girl frowned and let out a strained hum. The alpha smiled faintly, asking, “Is the food not to your liking?”

“Of course not, it tastes wonderful.”

Bai Ruanruan shot her a glare, but this cunning alpha pretended not to notice, rubbing her knee against Bai Ruanruan’s ankle.

Bai Ruanruan inhaled sharply—the position made the muscles in her calf and knee tense uncomfortably.

“Stop fooling around, sister.”

Gu Jianyou feigned ignorance. “What are you talking about, Ruanruan?”

Bai Ruanruan: “…”

Choosing not to dwell on the matter, Bai Ruanruan changed the subject.

“The drama is almost finished filming. Thank you for all your help, sister. This brooch is for you.”

She pushed a small jewelry box from her pocket toward Gu Jianyou.

Inside was a pearl-wrapped brooch—a thumb-sized pearl encircled by golden wires twisted into a braided pattern. The pearl wasn’t particularly expensive, but its smooth, elegant luster made it versatile for any occasion. The golden threads weren’t real gold either, but rather silver plated with gold.

Gu Jianyou treasured it. “I love the gift you gave me, Ruanruan.”

It was more beautiful than any extravagant present.

The details revealed it wasn’t meticulously crafted, lacking the flawless perfection of the luxury jewelry Gu Jianyou usually wore.

Yet, this small brooch was an unexpected delight. Gu Jianyou didn’t have high expectations for Bai Ruanruan’s gesture.

Bai Ruanruan: “I made it by hand during breaks from filming. The details aren’t perfect—please don’t laugh at me.”

Handmade?

The brooch had a satisfying weight in her palm, more dazzling than any store-bought piece Gu Jianyou had owned before.

Just by running her fingers over it, she could imagine Bai Ruanruan bundled in a military coat against the cold wind, carefully twisting the golden wires with tiny pliers, crafting it with skillful hands.

Gu Jianyou’s breath hitched as she looked up at the stunningly beautiful girl.

Bai Ruanruan smiled at her with curved eyes. “As long as sister doesn’t dislike it.”

Of course, Gu Jianyou wouldn’t dislike it. She gripped her knife and fork tightly, barely maintaining her usual composure.

Her alpha pheromones scattered uncontrollably in the air, like an eager dog trying to please its owner, nuzzling against the Omega.

Under the table, Gu Jianyou’s fingers traced Bai Ruanruan’s ankle, kneading the delicate joint with just the right pressure.

Gu Jianyou set down her silver spoon. “The brand lent us some heels for the upcoming ad shoot. Want to try them on for size?”

She glanced suggestively at Bai Ruanruan. “Besides the heels, I had a custom ankle chain made—it’ll suit you perfectly.”

Bai Ruanruan’s toes pressed into Gu Jianyou’s palm, struggling to break free but finding no escape.

Trapped helplessly, she squirmed awkwardly in her chair.

Bai Ruanruan: “Sister isn’t giving me any room to refuse.”

…

“Did Teacher Bai get new resources from the CEO yesterday?” The assistant combed Bai Ruanruan’s hair.

“Rumors say the CEO went abroad for an acquisition deal last year just to pave the way for you.”

Bai Ruanruan sipped her nourishing soup.

“If I were only with the CEO for resources, how would that be any different from selling myself to a sugar daddy?”

Jiajia leaned against the doorframe. “Wait… isn’t the CEO your sugar daddy?”

Bai Ruanruan fell silent for two seconds before answering, “Yes.”

Jiajia clicked her tongue in amazement, “You two are pioneering a whole new kind of relationship.”

Bai Ruanruan rolled up her script and lightly tapped both her assistant and manager on the head with it.

“My relationship with the CEO isn’t what you think,” Bai Ruanruan said.

She finished the nourishing soup, growing increasingly irritated with each sip. If not for the people around, the tail behind her would have twisted itself into knots from discomfort.

The heart-shaped tail tip rubbed against her tailbone, making Bai Ruanruan itch.

In this relationship, Bai Ruanruan had always held the upper hand, keeping Gu Jianyou hooked with her succubus schemes and beauty.

But now the scales were subtly tipping the other way—she could sense Gu Jianyou no longer wanted to remain purely passive.

The thoughtful assistant applied a gland patch to Bai Ruanruan’s nape.

“Miss Bai, your neck is bitten raw and slightly inflamed.”

Bai Ruanruan: “…”

Being pinned down and bitten, crying couldn’t elicit even a shred of mercy from the alpha. By the early hours, she couldn’t even cry anymore.

How infuriating.

The latest issue of LS magazine sold out immediately upon release, forcing the printing plant to ramp up production.

“That cover model is an absolute goddess! I’m tired of saying I want to be Ruanruan’s pet dog (picks up leash with mouth)”

“The pure white dress paired with that power-red velvet high-backed chair—whose aesthetic preferences is this hitting? Oh right, mine.”

“Bai Ruanruan’s gaze is lethal—my skirt’s already soaked.”

“Maybe not appealing to male fans, but definitely to female ones. I want wife to whip me with her belt.”

“Tripped over all the sisters’ discarded pants in the comments section (dog head emoji)”

“Enough talk—check my credentials [This comment has been deleted]”

“Help! Am I the only one who didn’t get a copy? QAQ”

“Has no one seen the behind-the-scenes clip? Bai Ruanruan and Gu Jianyou look perfect together.”

One comment included a link to a blurry behind-the-scenes clip filmed on a phone.

Gu Jianyou knelt on one knee, undoing the chain around Bai Ruanruan’s thigh.

Behind Bai Ruanruan stood massive stained glass for the shoot, casting colorful light on Gu Jianyou like some holy knight.

Though one stood regally above while the other knelt in submission, their locked gazes spoke volumes.

The one in the inferior position glared defiantly, while the one standing above—though her high heel rested on the other’s thigh—her eyes held invitation and temptation.

Making one wonder if this empress truly earned her throne.

“If I get rich, I’m hiring CEO Gu for a cover shoot (pulls up pants)”

“Now this is what we call ‘eye contact that could start fires’ (leans back dramatically)”

“Nothing’s exposed, but isn’t this basically R-rated content?”

Those few seconds of behind-the-scenes footage left viewers flushed. Gu Jianyou secretly liked it with her alt account, downloading the entire video to watch repeatedly.

At quitting time, she skipped the usual overtime meetings and had her driver take her straight to the film set.

Clutching a bouquet of double lilies interspersed with blue-purple irises, the fresh blooms still dewy,

Gu Jianyou watched the bustling crew, wearing the brooch Bai Ruanruan gave her on her coat.

This girl was special to her—the kind who would handmake gifts.

Gu Jianyou posted a photo in her social circle, and no one dared not to like it. Within just a few minutes, the likes had already surpassed five hundred.

As Bai Ruanruan finished filming her last scene, the crew’s working hours were almost over.

Gu Jianyou stepped out of the car and immediately sensed something amiss amidst the bustling crowd.

“Who knew even the CEO had one of Teacher Bai’s brooches,” a staff member murmured, casting a sidelong glance at Gu Jianyou. “It looks stunning on her.”

Gu Jianyou, with her sharp hearing, fixed her gaze on the staff member clad in a black down jacket.

In her hand—

Was an identical brooch.

In an instant, Gu Jianyou’s heart pounded violently against her ribs.

“Wait—where did you get that brooch?”

The startled staff member stammered, “With the drama wrapping up soon, Teacher Bai gave everyone a brooch as a keepsake.”

Unlike the one Gu Jianyou possessed, these mass-produced brooches, no matter how exquisite, bore the unmistakable marks of assembly-line manufacturing.

Gu Jianyou’s brooch was unique—engraved on the back were the initials of Bai Ruanruan’s name.

The atmosphere around them grew palpably tense. Sensing the CEO’s silence, the nearby staff quickly scattered.

Gu Jianyou’s expression darkened further.

Meanwhile, Bai Ruanruan, sitting with the director to review the edits, rested her chin on her hand.

Distracted, the young woman pondered whether she should continue maintaining her innocent “little white rabbit” persona.

The director, clearly aware of the fans’ frenzied reactions online, suggested, “How about stirring up some CP buzz with the CEO? It’d boost the company’s visibility and bring more attention to the drama.”

“Businesspeople love win-win scenarios. The CEO would probably agree, right?”