Little Succubus Transmigrates into a Fishing Type O - Chapter 45

Bai Ruanruan was filming on location, completely unaware of the storm brewing on Weibo.

By the time she noticed, the situation was already nearing its conclusion.

Her agent placed a tablet in front of Bai Ruanruan. “People online are falsely accusing you of plastic surgery. Radiant Entertainment has responded to the allegations using their official account.”

Bai Ruanruan scrolled through the official Weibo post.

The agent could barely contain her laughter. “This has to be the CEO’s doing. Otherwise, why would the official account get involved?”

Bai Ruanruan glanced at Jiajia. “Is the difference between my face now and before really that noticeable?”

Jiajia studied her for a moment. “Each individual feature looks the same, but when combined, your entire aura feels like a completely different person.”

Bai Ruanruan felt a pang of guilt—she and the original owner were indeed different people, though they shared similar facial features and the same name.

Jiajia, oblivious to her thoughts, continued, “They say success brings radiance. Ever since you got together with the CEO, your career has flourished and you’ve become even more beautiful.”

Bai Ruanruan’s cheeks flushed as she massaged her earlobes where tiny beads of bl00d had formed.

She missed Gu Jianyou and wondered what her alpha was busy with now.

@RadiantEntertainment: In response to the false claims circulating online, our company has thoroughly reviewed all of @BaiRuanruan’s image records and medical history from the past five years. There are no gaps exceeding one month, nor any visible surgical scars. As is widely known, Bai Ruanruan’s previous agency had limited resources, failing to provide proper filming conditions or experienced makeup artists, resulting in inconsistent appearances. We ask for your understanding.

Thanks to Bai Ruanruan’s former circumstances—where skipping livestreams or small events would mean going hungry—there were virtually no breaks longer than three days, effectively silencing the critics.

“Let’s be honest, her previous makeup artists were truly terrible.”

“Just checked—my wife’s former agency has already gone bankrupt after being exposed for exploiting artists. Disgusting!”

“How did my wife endure such hardships? Her past livestreams barely had triple-digit viewers. The epitome of beauty, strength, and suffering.”

“To those accusing Bai Ruanruan of surgery, take a look at @ZuoYingxia instead. You claim she had work done—where’s the proof?”

“Bai Ruanruan’s facial expressions are completely natural. Baseless accusations of plastic surgery are utterly vile.”

“Finally, the official account steps in to clarify! Bai Ruanruan truly is Radiant Entertainment’s favorite.”

“Could there be a chance Bai Ruanruan might become Radiant Entertainment’s future madam? (wink)”

Meanwhile,

Zuo Yingxia watched the online backlash, her fists slamming onto the desk in frustration!

Her overdone plastic surgery had left her face unrecognizable—no amount of foundation could hide the rough texture and overly sagging eyelids.

“Let’s stop releasing negative rumors,” her assistant suggested cautiously.

Zuo Yingxia’s face twisted with anger. “Why should we? Bai Ruanruan looks completely different now. Does sleeping with Gu Jianyou really warrant such good resources?”

The assistant whispered, “But the public widely praises Bai Ruanruan’s acting skills…”

Zuo Yingxia scoffed. “Established celebrities don’t waste time on acting classes when they could be making money. Those praising her online are obviously paid shills.”

To everyone’s surprise, even several renowned directors praised Bai Ruanruan’s acting skills, saying she often nailed scenes in one take.

For such picky directors to speak so highly of her—what else could it be but bribery?

Zuo Yingxia sneered viciously, “Think she’s so great just because she’s latched onto Gu Jianyou? Someone of Gu Jianyou’s status never lacks Omegas around them. Let’s see how long she can keep smiling.”

Her assistant shivered, feeling less and less inclined to continue working. But she had signed a five-year contract with Zuo Yingxia’s studio, and breaking it early would mean paying a hefty penalty.

Zuo Yingxia swept all the scripts off the table, her face devoid of the grace and composure she once had as a celebrated actress. “Do as I say. Find someone to gather evidence.”

……

Bai Ruanruan flew back to City D ahead of schedule.

On the plane, she listened to her assistant go over her upcoming schedule while wearing a face mask.

The assistant tugged at her sleeve hesitantly. “Ms. Bai, my younger sister is a huge fan of yours. Could you sign this for her?”

Bai Ruanruan opened her eyes and smiled at the assistant’s bright, slightly embarrassed gaze.

“Hand me the pen.”

The assistant quickly spread out a poster featuring Bai Ruanruan’s image on the tray table.

“We returned three days early, so you have some free time to rest.”

After signing, Bai Ruanruan peeled off the mask and wiped away the excess serum with a warm towel.

Her already radiant skin glowed with a faint blush, making her seem almost luminous.

The assistant couldn’t tear her eyes away. Even as a beta, she felt her heart race, wishing she had pheromones to respond.

Bai Ruanruan said, “I’ll drop by the CEO’s place after landing—give her a little surprise.”

Once off the plane, she had her assistants and secretary take her luggage back to her dorm first.

She directed the driver to Gu Jianyou’s company.

At this hour, Gu Jianyou was usually in her office, either in meetings or negotiations.

Bai Ruanruan opened WeChat.

Little Soft: What are you up to, sis?
Little Soft: [Cat peeking emoji]

Several minutes passed with no reply.

Only two hours later, as the car pulled up to the entrance of Radiant Entertainment’s headquarters, did her phone finally buzz.

Gu Jianyou: At the office. Busy now.

Their chat background was a magazine cover of Gu Jianyou from a financial publication.

The alpha sat on a black leather sofa, her cold, proud gaze fixed ahead. Just the photo alone exuded an overwhelming aura of dominance.

In the image, Gu Jianyou held a torpedo-shaped fountain pen, its golden nib sharper than an unsheathed blade.

It struck right at Bai Ruanruan’s deepest desires.

Love stems from favoritism.

Being doted on by such a proud, razor-sharp woman—who wouldn’t fall head over heels?

Bai Ruanruan stepped out of the car and entered the headquarters.

Everyone at Radiant Entertainment knew her. Privately, they called her “the boss’s wife.”

Naturally, no one stopped her, carefully guiding her to the private elevator instead.

……

Gu Jianyou wasn’t in the conference room.

The 34th floor was bustling with lesser-known and newly signed celebrities.

Each one was graceful and alluring, gazing at Gu Jianyou with tender affection. They wore light, breezy dresses, their long, straight legs strutting down the runway. The ten-centimeter high heels perfectly accentuated their curves, every step deliberate, their chests trembling slightly with each movement.

The two alpha executives sitting beside Gu Jianyou suggested,

“How about registering a new studio and outsourcing all these artists with limited breakout potential?”

Gu Jianyou exhaled a thin stream of smoke. “They could be groomed as influencers. They might not make it big in the entertainment industry, but they could still earn through online content and ads.”

Beside the two alpha women were clusters of sweet young girls—one with an arm around her waist, another with a hand on her shoulder. Though they hadn’t been groped too much, their flimsy outfits left little to the imagination.

“Go on, attend to Director Gu properly,” one of the executives, a certain Zhang, nudged a girl forward. The girl’s eyes brimmed with tears as she timidly leaned against Gu Jianyou.

She was terrified of alpha pheromones, but for the sake of her future, she had no choice but to please them.

Feeling the stranger’s fingers brush against her abdomen, Gu Jianyou recoiled and swatted the hand away.

Left with no other option, the girl cautiously rested her head on Gu Jianyou’s shoulder.

“Director Gu~”

Suddenly, the soundproof doors swung open.

A cold gust swept through the runway, thick with clashing perfumes.

Gu Jianyou held a glass of champagne, untouched, its golden liquid shimmering under the crystal chandelier, bubbles rising in a steady stream.

She sensed an intense gaze boring into her back and immediately turned.

Standing at the entrance was a petite Omega, clutching a bouquet of vibrant roses in full bloom.

Her peach-blossom eyes trembled with disbelief as she took in the room full of girls.

Her grip faltered—the red roses tumbled to the floor, petals quivering delicately before scattering.

Gu Jianyou snatched up her phone and tapped open the latest message:

Little Softie: I have a surprise for you, sis! (cat scattering flowers.jpg)

This was no surprise—it was an outright shock.

Gu Jianyou bolted up from the sofa, spilling champagne down her clothes in her haste. She didn’t care, striding quickly toward the door.

The girl in the white dress, who had just been clinging to her, stood frozen in place, shame flushing her cheeks. The two executives on the sofa behind them, seeing Bai Ruanruan here to “catch them in the act,” were overcome with guilt.

Everyone in the industry knew how precious Bai Ruanruan was to Director Gu.

Gu Jianyou stared at Bai Ruanruan, trembling, barely able to meet her gaze.

She bent to pick up the roses, cradling them carefully in her arms.

“Softie, I didn’t touch anyone. I didn’t drink, and I put out the cigarette.”

Desperate to prove her innocence, Gu Jianyou—usually so composed and detached—searched Bai Ruanruan’s face for any trace of trust.

Without Bai Ruanruan by her side these past few nights, the young, restless alpha had barely slept.

The only solace was the feathered hairpin Bai Ruanruan had given her, placed beside her pillow. Breathing in the fading scent of peach pheromones was the only way she could manage an hour or two of sleep before dawn.

Alpha’s eyes were bloodshot with exhaustion.

Gu Jianyou grasped Bai Ruanruan’s wrist, gently bringing it to her lips for a tender kiss.

“Why didn’t you tell me you were landing? I would have come to pick you up myself.”

Bai Ruanruan whispered, “I wanted to surprise you, but I didn’t expect…”

Gu Jianyou’s throat tightened, her voice so dry it felt like smoke might rise from it. She wished she could tear out her own heart and lay it bare before the girl.

“I’m sorry…”

The air inside was thick with conflicting scents, and only by standing near the vent—where the faint trace of an Omega’s pheromones lingered—could she breathe slightly easier.

The room held over twenty beauties of all kinds, all frozen in fear. Only one of them, hiding a small camera in her skirt, managed to capture the moment.

Bai Ruanruan concealed the complexity in her eyes and smiled softly.

“Why would you say that, sister? It’s only natural for you to have all kinds of social engagements for work. If I got upset over something so trivial, wouldn’t I be terribly unreasonable?”

The words Gu Jianyou had meant to say stuck in her throat, her body aching as if electrified.

What kind of nonsense was this?

Bai Ruanruan gently embraced her Alpha.

“Someone as outstanding as you will naturally have many admirers. As long as I have your favor, I’m happy.”

The girl’s soothing voice brushed past Gu Jianyou’s ear, but instead of comfort, it only twisted her heart with unbearable pain.

Gu Jianyou’s pulse raced, her pheromones surging chaotically through the room—

The scent of irises desperately searching for its mate.

Bai Ruanruan: “In that case, I won’t disturb you any longer. I’ll head back to the dorm first.”

Gu Jianyou held onto the girl’s hand and calmly instructed her secretary, “Send me the details about setting up the studio via email. Arrange accommodations for all of them—I don’t want to see them in the company again.”

Once the door closed behind them, Gu Jianyou said, “Your dorm is too small and uncomfortable. Come stay at my place.”

Bai Ruanruan pressed her lips together, remaining silent. The quiet between them lasted until Gu Jianyou’s workday ended.

A silence that made Gu Jianyou’s heart uneasy.

Only upon entering earlier had she realized how scantily clad those women were—likely the doing of one of the two bosses.

A shadow darkened Gu Jianyou’s gaze.

In a place beyond her sight, Bai Ruanruan curled her lips slightly.

A small, heart-shaped tail peeked out from under her skirt before being forcefully tucked back in by its owner.

……

The black sedan pulled into the estate.

Today, the housekeeper had taken leave due to personal matters.

After the hourly workers left, the mansion grew even quieter—so desolate it made one wonder if anyone truly lived there.

Bai Ruanruan murmured, “Are you unhappy today, sister?”

Veins bulged on Gu Jianyou’s forehead, her chest swelling with overwhelming desire until it was hard to breathe.

Alpha strode into the open kitchen, spreading a cookbook across the island counter.

“After work, I should have taken you out for a feast, but I’d rather have you taste something I made myself.”

Bai Ruanruan blinked in confusion. “I’d be honored to eat your cooking.”

Honored? Wasn’t cooking for one’s girlfriend the most natural thing in the world?

Gu Jianyou couldn’t stand Bai Ruanruan being so distant with her. The force of her fingers nearly bent the silver fork out of shape as she discreetly tossed the already warped utensil into the trash bin.

With a thud, the bin toppled over, unable to withstand the alpha’s strength.

Gu Jianyou: “…”

After a long pause.

Grilled eel tomato flatbread paired with avocado scrambled egg croissants—
The steaming aroma of rich fats blended perfectly with the sweet-and-sour tomatoes that cut through the richness, all presented with exquisite plating.

Gu Jianyou’s gaze clung to Bai Ruanruan’s face as she struggled to maintain her usual composure.
“Try the butter mushrooms and red bean milk tea. I grew quite fond of these dishes during my studies abroad.”

Bai Ruanruan watched with amusement as Gu Jianyou, visibly stifled yet still cooking for her, gripped her cutlery so tightly her knuckles turned white.
So desperate to prove your innocence?
So eager to make me jealous?

This little succubus wasn’t fond of alphas who kept potential rivals around.

Gu Jianyou handed Bai Ruanruan a silver spoon, its polished surface reflecting the girl’s delicate, captivating features.
As Bai Ruanruan took it, her fingers brushed against Gu Jianyou’s fingertips.

The latter’s breath hitched, her tongue darting out to wet her chapped lips.

Seated across from Bai Ruanruan, Gu Jianyou savored the lingering sensation of that fleeting touch—soft as cotton.

Bai Ruanruan took a bite of eel, the rich sauce enveloping the tender, flaky fish that melted in her mouth.
The distinct umami filled her palate, each strand of flesh gliding smoothly down her throat with the sauce.

“I didn’t know you were such a good cook, sis,” Bai Ruanruan remarked.

Blushing, Gu Jianyou tightened her grip on the fork. “It’s nothing special. Just picked up some skills overseas.”

Seeing how much Bai Ruanruan enjoyed the meal only deepened Gu Jianyou’s guilt.
Someone who loved her this much shouldn’t have to be so understanding about her sitting with another girl—even if it was a misunderstanding.
She should’ve been like any other girlfriend, throwing a little tantrum to be coaxed back with gifts.

“You can afford to be more willful,” Gu Jianyou said. “You could… stake your claim on me in front of others.”

A dog always yearns to place the other end of its leash in its owner’s hand.

Bai Ruanruan sipped the red bean milk tea. “It’s delicious. Sweet, just like kissing you.”

Gu Jianyou froze mid-sentence, heat flooding from her core to her face.
The bean paste flavor lingered between her lips, coating them in a glossy sheen of faint red.

Rich. Velvety.
The milk’s silkiness carried the bean paste’s smoothness—one sip wasn’t enough to taste it fully, nor was a second. Before she knew it, the cup was empty.

Gulping down the last of hers, Gu Jianyou’s usually intense eyes turned shy whenever they met Bai Ruanruan’s.

As the meal concluded—
“Wait, that…” Gu Jianyou stood rooted in place. “I noticed your WeChat chat background earlier was…”

Bai Ruanruan toyed with her phone on the table, smiling at her.

“It’s you.”

Gu Jianyou looked closer—it was a photo from her financial interview.

Like any couple in love, she’d set her lover’s image as her background.

Bai Ruanruan took a step forward, trapping Gu Jianyou between herself and the dining table.

“What about you? I want to see Gu Jianyou’s.”

Calling her by name instead of “sister”—

An electric current surged through Gu Jianyou, leaving her tingling from head to toe—

Like being called on in math class, the pounding of her heart and the sweat in her palms betraying the nerves of a misbehaving student.

Gu Jianyou stiffly unlocked her phone screen.

The wallpaper was Bai Ruanruan—

Dressed in a pink pleated skirt, her hair in twin braids, white stockings digging into the soft flesh of her thighs, little leather shoes on her feet.

Gu Jianyou murmured, “I… this photo, I…”

“I’m not some creep who likes high schoolers.”

Only you.

The dining table in the mansion was large enough—pushing aside the leftover plates, there was still plenty of space for Gu Jianyou to lie down.

The cold wood touched her skin, sending a shiver through her.

Bai Ruanruan leaned in, her lips brushing against the alpha’s vulnerable neck.

The alpha’s heart hammered against her ribs, her lips—still faintly sweet from red bean paste—trembling, craving a kiss.

The reckless omega whispered, “Gu Jianyou, did you… get through your heat while I was away?”

The alpha tried to break free, though it would have been easy—yet her body had no strength left. Instead, her hands clutched Bai Ruanruan’s waist, desperate for more contact.

“Endured it. Cold showers.”

The omega’s tone dripped with pity. “How tragic.”

Before Bai Ruanruan could move further, a sudden shift—she was pinned to the table, Gu Jianyou looming over her.

The advantage had completely reversed.

The alpha couldn’t take it anymore. Gripping Bai Ruanruan’s shoulders, she bit down hard.

Alpha pheromones flooded into the delicate gland.

Bai Ruanruan’s fingers clawed at her skirt, knuckles whitening, nails tearing the fabric.

Instinct screamed at her to flee—but her body wouldn’t move. Every cell screamed danger.

Provoking further would only make the consequences worse.

An alpha who’d been teased too long wouldn’t hold back. “No one’s home. We can do this anywhere, right?”

“Bai Ruanruan, I watched something yesterday—two people against a floor-to-ceiling window, on the grass, on the stairs… Can we?”

“Bai Ruanruan, if you don’t answer, I’ll take it as a yes.”

The alpha lifted the girl effortlessly, giving her a teasing bounce in her arms.

If Bai Ruanruan refused to claim her publicly, then she’d claim her thoroughly in this house.

“Omegas are meant to be marked by alphas over and over. I’ve been too gentle with you.”

If she couldn’t hold back anymore, why bother?

“I missed you so much.”

……

Always playing little games to tease Gu Jianyou—only to end up bedridden for two full days.

When Bai Ruanruan finally opened her eyes again, it was time to report to the film set.

Gritting her teeth, she clutched her waist as she sat up. “Ow, ow, ow…”

Lying in bed, the pain in her body was almost as intense as the day it had just happened.

The marks on her skin had faded significantly—no one else could tell, but the abused areas were still red and swollen.

She slathered on a thick layer of ointment, then wiped it clean with a tissue.

By the time Bai Ruanruan left, Gu Jianyou was no longer at home. She got into her manager’s car, but instead of heading home, they went straight to the filming set.

Jiajia: “Are you feeling unwell?”

Bai Ruanruan hesitated, words caught in her throat, as the car’s radio played an audiobook in the background.

“She was like a broken rag doll tossed into a corner, her clothes barely covering her body. A cold gust of wind blew past, and she trembled in fear, not daring to complain about the cruel things Huangfu Junhao had done to her…”

Bai Ruanruan clicked her tongue in disapproval. “What kind of nonsense are you listening to? Change the book.”

Jiajia paused the audio, confused. “Oh, right. Your current drama is almost finished filming. The director wants to hold a wrap party tonight. Are you free?”

Bai Ruanruan hesitated. “Can I skip it?”

Gu Jianyou had ordered her to be home by 11 PM.

Jiajia: “That wouldn’t be good. We’ve all worked hard together for over half a year. After finishing the final scene today, it’s a wrap. You should take this chance to expand your network.”

“Didn’t you say earlier that you wanted to hold off on commercials and work with Director Zheng on his next award-winning film?”

Bai Ruanruan: “…”

Besides her professional network, she’d certainly been “expanded” in other ways.