Little Succubus Transmigrates into a Fishing Type O - Chapter 41

“Teacher Bai, have you finished today’s work? The CEO is waiting for you outside the set.”

The assistant packed Bai Ruanruan’s belongings, anxiously waiting behind the director.

She also wore a brooch gifted by Bai Ruanruan.

Almost everyone in the crew of over a hundred had one—it wasn’t anything rare.

Bai Ruanruan softly hummed in acknowledgment, “I’ll go now.”

She leisurely changed out of her costume and stepped alone into the dressing room.

In the quiet space, Bai Ruanruan buried her face in her hands, her tail flicking restlessly as snow-white wings fluttered before being confined within the cramped room, leaving her visibly unsettled.

She had always hated such tight spaces. Since childhood, she had been bullied—locked in bathroom stalls with cold water poured over her, left there all night.

The cold, bitterness, loneliness, and darkness made her despise places like elevators, fitting rooms, and bathroom stalls.

Gu Jianyou was the exception.

She and Gu Jianyou had kissed recklessly in a bathroom stall, the people outside the thin walls oblivious to the scandalous scene unfolding within.

They had stood together in an elevator, the latter disabling the camera before nuzzling the scent gland on the back of her neck.

For a moment, Bai Ruanruan had believed she was like any other succubus, capable of freely preying on hearts.

Yet the thirst and urges within her body reminded her—she was nothing but a worthless defective product. From the first time she chose to sleep with Gu Jianyou, her body had imprinted on that scent. Being near anyone else only brought pain.

“Teacher Bai?” The assistant called from outside, “Are you done changing?”

Sweat beaded on the assistant’s forehead from anxiety. The CEO was waiting outside, chain-smoking, her gaze piercing enough to burn holes through anyone wearing those brooches.

Bai Ruanruan called back that she’d be right out.

As she removed the costume, intricate crimson patterns crawled across her back—vibrant yet eerie.

Bai Ruanruan studied her reflection dispassionately.

She had endured too much suffering. For over twenty years, she had rarely been treated as an equal.

The girl in the mirror wore an indifferent expression, peach-blossom eyes staring straight ahead—her figure pleasing enough to be liked.

Only Gu Jianyou treated her as an equal, never displaying the sickening greed others did.

Even when barely holding back, desperate to pounce, her gaze remained clear.

How could Bai Ruanruan ever let go?

The little succubus could only use every trick to keep Gu Jianyou’s attention fixed on her.

She slipped into a figure-hugging cream-colored knit dress, layered with the fur coat Gu Jianyou had gifted her, and casually pinned up her long hair.

Gu Jianyou’s gaze was complicated. “Done filming?”

Bai Ruanruan smiled and hummed in confirmation, wrapping her arms tightly around the alpha reeking of cigarettes from behind.

“Don’t smoke anymore, sister. It’s irritating my throat.”

The girl huffed haughtily, snatching the cigarette from Gu Jianyou’s hand.

The mingled scents of tobacco and iris blossoms drifted through the open space outside the set, the smoke blurring Gu Jianyou’s intent gaze.

Finally, Gu Jianyou sighed in surrender.

“Alright, I shouldn’t have smoked. I’m sorry.”

Bai Ruanruan smiled, assuring her it was fine, then placed the cigarette butt Gu Jianyou had bitten between her lips—

watching as the other woman’s eyes darkened.

Gu Jianyou quickly snatched the cigarette away. “If you can’t smoke, don’t touch it.”

The young woman took a drag, the strong smoke catching in her throat as she doubled over coughing violently, as if trying to expel her entire lungs.

“Cough, cough…” Bai Ruanruan clutched her chest, her face flushed pink from coughing. “Sister seems in a bad mood today.”

With aggrieved eyes, Bai Ruanruan looked at her. Gu Jianyou immediately snapped the cigarette in half and crushed it under her shoe.

Gu Jianyou led Bai Ruanruan into the car, where the driver tactfully raised the partition between the front and back seats.

Bai Ruanruan’s fingers lightly traced Gu Jianyou’s brooch. “If sister wants to ask about the brooch, I solved it myself. The handmade design is different from others’.”

The girl always smiled sweetly, her light peach-blossom eyes gazing affectionately, making it impossible to tell whether it was respect for her boss or hints of love.

Gu Jianyou’s throat moved slightly, pleased by this answer but not entirely satisfied.

As Bai Ruanruan was about to speak again, Gu Jianyou covered her mouth, pressing the little Omega against the car seat before leaning in close.

Her scent gland released a rich peach fragrance from the shock, mouthwatering and tempting one to take a bite.

Gu Jianyou said, “I want to properly pursue you. Will you be my girlfriend?”

Bai Ruanruan’s mouth was covered, only able to make muffled sounds.

Gu Jianyou didn’t release her hand, feeling Bai Ruanruan’s lips against her palm—ticklish and damp.

“I can give you all the resources you need, acquire new companies to pave your way. Any honor you desire, I’ll present to you with both hands.”

Proud as an alpha, she felt impoverished for the first time. Beyond promising money and resources, she found no other words.

After a moment’s hesitation, Gu Jianyou removed her hand from Bai Ruanruan’s lips.

The girl’s lips were red from the pressure, slightly parted from lack of air, revealing a crimson tongue as she gasped heavily.

Gu Jianyou’s eyes darkened. “Give me a chance to properly pursue you, okay?”

Her Omega was too easily adored. Even the industry’s strictest director, known for reducing leads to tears, became all smiles around Bai Ruanruan—a complete transformation.

Bai Ruanruan’s current director, Wu Tang, who’d reject roles even with 30 million investments, once brought her oranges from his own garden, to the envy of tearful colleagues.

Even those haughty Omega actresses who usually looked down their noses would invite Bai Ruanruan to hot springs within days of meeting.

Gu Jianyou repeated, forehead pressed to Bai Ruanruan’s, their breaths mingling. “Give me a chance to properly pursue you, okay?”

Bai Ruanruan’s heart fluttered. “I’ve always been sister’s girlfriend. As for resources, I don’t deserve such generosity.”

Bai Ruanruan’s hand rested on Gu Jianyou’s waist, stroking the alpha’s back like petting a cat.

Gu Jianyou’s gaze deepened. “I’ll give you all the resources within my power—more than anyone else could offer.”

Gu Jianyou kissed Bai Ruanruan’s soft lips with solemn sincerity.

Her tongue swept across the inner walls of Bai Ruanruan’s mouth, and her teeth bit down hard enough to break the girl’s lip.

What began as a lingering kiss turned violent. Breathing heavily, Gu Jianyou gazed into those light-colored eyes.

“Someone as outstanding and beautiful as Ruanruan—there are plenty of bosses in the industry who adore you. Who knows if I’ll still hold your attention once I’ve aged and lost my charm?”

“But only I can give you this much money and resources. Bai Ruanruan, you’ll still stay by my side.”

Bai Ruanruan whimpered in pain, forcing herself to endure so those outside the car wouldn’t notice anything amiss. Tears welled up, only to be licked away again.

……

“Good lord, why are there hickeys on your neck again?” Jiajia nearly lost it at the sight, quickly spraying bruise-reducing medicine on them.

Bai Ruanruan sat in the dorm, sketching. “I don’t have any scenes today. No need for the spray.”

Jiajia had been ordered by Gu Jianyou to take good care of Bai Ruanruan, but she never imagined that Bai Ruanruan’s usual bruises and marks weren’t from accidents—they were all inflicted by the CEO.

Jiajia: I shouldn’t be in the car. I should be under it.

The manager watched Bai Ruanruan draw. “The magazine covers you shot have completely sold out. The factory’s already reprinted a million copies.”

Bai Ruanruan’s brushstrokes never paused. “And?”

Manager: “Two makeup brands want you as their spokesperson. Liuguang Entertainment is still reviewing the offers—no final decision yet.”

Bai Ruanruan didn’t press further, focusing entirely on her artwork.

Jiajia knew many actors had hobbies outside acting, mostly just for fun to balance their lives. She tiptoed to peek at Bai Ruanruan’s sketch.

It was a palm-sized white card, meticulously detailed—a slender swan-like neck, delicate collarbones, rounded shoulders.

The girl in the drawing wore a ballet dress, twirling on tiptoe.

Bai Ruanruan used pearlescent watercolors, lightly highlighting facial features and joints.

The girl in the painting had captivating peach-blossom eyes, but unlike Bai Ruanruan’s subtle allure, hers were clear and earnest, wholly immersed in the dance.

Jiajia had studied art briefly in college. “The anatomy is flawless—you’re amazing!”

Bai Ruanruan smirked, waving the card in the air to dry the paint.

“I heard the magazine sent me a limited-edition poster?”

Jiajia pulled the poster from her bag. Unlike the magazine covers or spreads, this was a standalone portrait.

A queen in a pristine white gown sat regally atop a desk, idly toying with an emerald ring.

The rare treasure—worthy of museum display—looked no different from a glass marble in the girl’s hands.

In the poster, the girl listlessly slipped the emerald onto her ring finger, spreading her hands before stained glass, boredly admiring the gem’s luster.

Surrounded by heaps of jewelry, Her Majesty’s gaze lingered on that one ring—the highest praise.

Though not an exact replica, the emerald ring bore an uncanny resemblance to Gu Jianyou’s.

Bai Ruanruan rolled up the freshly painted card with the poster and handed them to Jiajia.

“Give these to Gu Jianyou.”

“I heard the CEO is going on a business trip tonight and won’t be seen for two weeks.”

Jiajia: “The CEO must be missing someone dearly when seeing familiar objects.”

Jiajia: “By the way, as the CEO’s girlfriend, it’s too distant for you to use the same term as a regular employee like me.”

Bai Ruanruan blushed and stammered, “Not CEO… it’s ‘sister’.”

…

When Gu Jianyou received the painting and poster, she had only two minutes left before her flight.

The scent of lingering peach pheromones on the paper suddenly made the glands on the back of her neck burn.

The alpha’s pheromones thoroughly saturated the private jet.

The assistant beside her broke into a cold sweat. “Shouldn’t you go see Miss Bai first, President Gu?”

Gu Jianyou clenched the ring in her hand. Before meeting Bai Ruanruan—and even after—she had never sought out an Omega to mark during each heat cycle, stubbornly enduring with suppressants instead.

The consequence of overusing suppressants was the irregular onset of her heat.

Gu Jianyou stared silently at the poster, nearly tearing the paper apart.

Why had Bai Ruanruan suddenly sent this poster?

How could she be so tormenting…

Gu Jianyou took a deep breath, trying to catch even a trace of the Omega’s pheromones in the air.

Her gaze lingered on the little ballerina Bai Ruanruan had painted by hand—the graceful lines of the shoulders and neck were identical to Bai Ruanruan’s own.

Just looking at the image made her imagine how soft it would feel beneath her fingertips.

That delicate skin, the reddened, feverish marks on her back…

Flight attendant: “President Gu, the plane is about to depart.”

Gu Jianyou: “Delay it for two hours. Drive me to Bai Ruanruan’s dorm.”

Bai Ruanruan was napping in her dorm bed, burying her face in a fluffy fox plushie.

Her alpha was leaving for a business trip—two whole weeks apart.

The little succubus felt a dull ache in her chest. Stroking her slender waist, she murmured to herself,

“Should I video call sister?”

Who knew what kind of people Gu Jianyou would have to entertain outside, with all sorts of Omegas clinging to her?

The thought of Gu Jianyou carrying someone else’s pheromones made Bai Ruanruan’s heart twist in irritation.

The spoiled little succubus pouted unhappily. “I shouldn’t have agreed to be sister’s girlfriend in the first place.”

Before, she hadn’t missed Gu Jianyou this much during her business trips. But now, at this very moment—when Gu Jianyou should already be on her private jet—she was already going mad with longing.

The yearning tangled around her like a mess of yarn, tightening with every breath, each exhale accompanied by the restless pain in her chest.

Her heat was approaching…

Bai Ruanruan had no intention of using suppressants. She grumbled, “Sister only cares about work. She forgot about my heat… and even her own…”

Drowsily, she closed her eyes, hugging the fox plushie as if it were Gu Jianyou, squeezing it between her thighs.

The dorm door creaked open.

The cool scent of irises drifted into the warm, cramped room.

Bai Ruanruan, too accustomed to Gu Jianyou’s pheromones, remained asleep.

Gu Jianyou stood by the bed, still carrying the chill of the night, gazing down at the peacefully sleeping girl.

The fox plushie was still clutched between her legs, nuzzled affectionately.

Gu Jianyou: “…”

She knelt on the carpet, one knee pressed against the floor. “Ruanruan?”

The glands on the back of her neck burned hotter—the inflammation worsening.

She carefully lifted her soft white fingers from under the blanket and placed them on the back of her own neck.

As those delicate fingers made contact with warm skin, Gu Jianyou shuddered, a muffled moan escaping her lips.

Bai Ruanruan drowsily opened her eyes, “Sister? Why am I dreaming about you?”

Spreading her arms instinctively, Bai Ruanruan clung to Gu Jianyou, mistaking this for a dream as her hands began wandering freely over the other woman’s body.

How could Gu Jianyou withstand such torment? Veins bulged on her forehead as her fingers gripped the fox-shaped pillow so tightly it nearly tore the tail off.

“Ruanruan, stop fooling around.”

The sleepy girl murmured incoherently, “I miss you so much… Without you holding me at night, I feel so cold…”

When Bai Ruanruan’s hand reached the woman’s hipbone…

Gu Jianyou’s eyes darkened with restraint, “Stop touching there!”

Still half-asleep, the young girl only whimpered when her neck was bitten, “Be gentler, sister… Even dream bites hurt so much…”

Her small claws clutched at Gu Jianyou’s silk blouse, wrinkling the fabric beyond recognition.

Gu Jianyou’s heart softened, her movements becoming more tender as she felt the helpless tremors of the girl in her arms, planting delicate kisses across her forehead.

The dorm room was utterly silent, filled only with their intertwined pheromones. The little fox plushie had fallen to the floor, rolling helplessly before coming to rest against the wardrobe.

Bai Ruanruan stroked Gu Jianyou’s face, still believing this all to be a dream.

“Did you know, sister? We have so many CP fans online. If not for borrowing your fame, I wouldn’t have gotten so many good opportunities.”

Purring contentedly like a kitten, she nuzzled against Gu Jianyou.

Gu Jianyou’s voice turned deep, “Oh? Haven’t I given you enough resources already?”

Bai Ruanruan shook her head. In this dream world, the girl felt free of inhibitions.

“If I want to stay popular, I’ll need to create CP pairings with other stars. Keep it going if fans like it, cut ties early if they don’t. As long as we put on an affectionate show for the cameras…”

Gu Jianyou’s heart skipped a beat as an ominous premonition took hold.

“Are you only with me because the fans like it?”

The girl’s peach-blossom eyes glazed over with moisture, her nightgown damp with sweat.

Gu Jianyou gently lifted Bai Ruanruan’s chin, forcing eye contact.

The younger woman tilted her head curiously. In those shimmering light-colored pupils, Gu Jianyou saw her own reflection.

“Is sister angry that we keep trending together?” Bai Ruanruan twirled a lock of Gu Jianyou’s hair around her finger.

“If not me, there would be plenty of other beauties around you.”

If Gu Jianyou’s status destined her to attract countless admirers, why shouldn’t Bai Ruanruan be one of them?

She considered herself quite sensible, never causing any trouble.

She excelled at seeing things from others’ perspectives—

So far, she’d been the perfect well-behaved little lover. No, wait—now she should be called little girlfriend.

A phone pinged by the bedside.

The screen lit up with a message from her agent:

Jiajia: “Darling, your rival just got the female lead in that novel adaptation movie from President Wang. You should work harder to get it from the CEO~”

Bai Ruanruan and Gu Jianyou’s breaths mingled together, when suddenly a trace of bitterness welled up in the latter’s heart.

Noticing something was off with the person beside her, Bai Ruanruan asked, “Sister?”

How strange. Even in a dream, Gu Jianyou’s emotions seemed more turbulent than in reality.

Gu Jianyou’s throat moved slightly before she finally planted a gentle kiss on Bai Ruanruan’s forehead.

“I’m going on a business trip,” she said, then left the dorm without looking back, the door clicking shut behind her.

Bai Ruanruan lay in bed, sinking back into slumber, grinding her teeth slightly as she drifted into the next dream, her damp thighs shifting slightly.

……

Throughout the entire meeting, Gu Jianyou maintained a grim expression.

As one session ended, her secretary approached with documents. “These are the resources we can arrange for Miss Bai. Please review them, boss.”

Gu Jianyou glanced at the towering pile of files, massaging her throbbing temples before finally withdrawing her gaze.

“No rush.”

The secretary caught a strange scent in the air.

“Has there been some misunderstanding between you and Miss Bai?”

Gu Jianyou pressed her lips together silently, rotating the ring on her pinky finger.

“Does Bai Ruanruan only stay with me to avoid shipping with other artists in the industry?”

The secretary replied, “Almost every artist has shipping fans. Some pairings work, some don’t—it’s a powerful tool for attracting fans.”

She found it odd that Gu Jianyou, as chairwoman of an entertainment conglomerate, wouldn’t know such basic principles. The boss should understand this better than anyone.

Having worked with Gu Jianyou for years, the secretary was among her most trusted confidants.

Gu Jianyou’s voice carried a barely detectable note of disappointment.

“Does Bai Ruanruan actually like me?”

“Of course, Miss Bai likes you,” the secretary assured. “Someone as earnest as her wouldn’t interact with you so much if she didn’t.”

After several seconds of silence, Gu Jianyou said, “More than one friend has told me Bai Ruanruan is a high-level player who can easily manipulate others’ emotions.”

As she spoke these words, a secret thrill ran through Gu Jianyou—no one else warranted such careful emotional investment from Bai Ruanruan. Among everyone, she held a special, privileged position.

For a moment, relief washed over her. If Bai Ruanruan was only with her for money, that would be simple—no one could offer the girl more wealth and freedom than Gu Jianyou.

But…

The alpha grew increasingly restless. Humans were always greedy creatures.

The secretary sighed helplessly. Having experienced several failed relationships herself, she’d never seen a couple as perfect as Bai Ruanruan and Gu Jianyou, and naturally hoped they could last.

“If Miss Bai heard your doubts, she’d surely be heartbroken.”

The girl worked so diligently—acting, attending classes, doing her utmost in everything just to give audiences the best experience on screen…

Yet here was the boss suspecting her motives.

Originally, the secretary had suggested assigning a thoroughly vetted manager to stay with Bai Ruanruan and report her activities. But ultimately, Gu Jianyou decided only to assign the company’s top agent, with no requirement for constant updates—Jiajia didn’t have deep ties to Gu Jianyou.

Throughout the business trip, Gu Jianyou’s mind remained unsettled. Watching the fluctuating trends online, she dug her nails into her palms until they turned red.

After getting off the plane, the driver asked, “Back to the residence or the office?”

Gu Jianyou hesitated for a moment before replying, “Let’s go to the company.”

The driver stepped on the accelerator, keeping the car remarkably steady. Gu Jianyou, who hadn’t rested properly for two weeks, closed her eyes as memories of her passionate entanglement with Bai Ruanruan before leaving kept replaying in her mind.

She shouldn’t have let her off so easily…

Shouldn’t have walked away so decisively. Even if her heart wasn’t fully committed, her body’s desires couldn’t lie.

Her pocketed phone buzzed with vibration.

Gu Jianyou cracked open an eye to see the caller ID: “Little Ruanruan.”

She pressed answer.

Before Gu Jianyou could speak, rapid, panicked breathing came through the phone. Bai Ruanruan’s voice was fragmented, urgent and frightened:

“Sister, I’m in the basement of Zone 2 at the Western Suburb filming location… My heat cycle just started suddenly…”

Before thinking, the words left Gu Jianyou’s mouth: “Can’t you find another alpha?”

Immediately she regretted it. What kind of awful thing was she saying?

“Ruanruan, I didn’t mean it like that—”

She wanted to slap herself.

Through the phone came Bai Ruanruan’s frightened gasps. “My body… can only adapt to sister. Anyone else would cause unbearable physical and mental agony.”

Her incomplete succubus physiology could only remember its first partner, binding her as its sole mate.

“Sister… I’ll wait for you.”