Little Succubus Transmigrates into a Fishing Type O - Chapter 47

Bai Ruanruan verbally refused, yet by noon the next day, she found herself in Gu Jianyou’s car, heading toward the suburbs.

Gu Jianyou’s fingers tightened around the steering wheel.

“I’m sorry to drag you along. It’s been nearly half a year since I last visited my father at the sanatorium.”

The words Bai Ruanruan had meant to say—that she didn’t want to come—died on her lips as she watched Gu Jianyou’s calm gaze drift toward the window. The blue sky and white clouds outside reflected in her dark, translucent pupils.

An indescribable sorrow hung in the air, suffocating.

How could she comfort Gu Jianyou when she had never known the warmth of family love herself?

In the end, Bai Ruanruan exhaled softly and stood at the office door.

“Fine, I’ll go with you.”

Gu Jianyou suddenly turned her head, her previously lifeless eyes now alight with joy.

“Really?”

And so, here she was, sitting in this car.

Bai Ruanruan wore an ivory-white dress with a lace-trimmed collar, a gemstone pendant resting at its center. Her swan-like neck still bore faint bite marks.

The girl’s long, voluminous hair fluttered slightly in the breeze, the sweet scent of peaches lingering subtly in the car.

Bai Ruanruan: “I thought a wealthy person’s sanatorium would be located at some scenic spot or in the city center. I didn’t expect it to be such a desolate place.”

Gu Jianyou nodded. “True. But quiet places are better for mentally unstable patients—less disturbance to others, don’t you think?”

Her high heels clicked against the cobblestone path as they approached a concrete structure resembling a European castle, iron bars welded across every window.

Gu Jianyou stared at the cold building, complex emotions swirling in her eyes.

“The Western Suburb Sanatorium was built over forty years ago. It’s exorbitantly expensive—its patients are either heirs of wealthy families, the wealthy themselves, or their wives.”

Standing before the ornate gate, Bai Ruanruan suddenly felt an overwhelming sense of unease. A chilling wind blew through the stone archway, making her question the sanity of its designer.

Gu Jianyou: “After my mother was forcibly marked, hormonal imbalances led to her mental decline. It wasn’t a serious condition—proper care could have restored her. But my father sent her here instead.”

Bai Ruanruan turned to look at her in shock. “Sister…”

She took Gu Jianyou’s cold hand in hers, cradling the fingers adorned with an emerald ring.

Gu Jianyou: “My mother wouldn’t have died so early if not for my father locking her up here. She was marked repeatedly, forced into cycles of pregnancy and miscarriage, never able to carry a child to term.”

Until, emaciated and broken, the once-brilliant artist—once hailed as a genius—ended her life with a rusted, broken steel pipe.

A cruel smile flickered at the corner of Gu Jianyou’s lips.

“My father wanted to hand the company to an illegitimate child, naively thinking he could wrest power from me. In the end, he was left crippled after being hit by a car during internal corporate strife.”

The madness in Gu Jianyou’s eyes receded as she gazed at Bai Ruanruan with something almost tender.

“Then I had him sent here. I invested in this sanatorium, replacing all the rust-prone components. My father won’t die.”

At that moment, Bai Ruanruan felt a chill crawl down her spine.

Her throat tightened as she obediently placed her hand in Gu Jianyou’s palm.

“It’s a bit cold outside, let’s go in.”

Gu Jianyou suppressed all her earlier negative emotions, gentle as the perfect lover. “Alright.”

She carefully tucked away the violence and darkness in her heart.

“Sorry if I scared you just now.”

She feared all intimate relationships—feared marrying Bai Ruanruan, feared the uncontrollable impulses and possessiveness during her ruts.

Her feelings for Bai Ruanruan were a mix of genuine love and resistance, all of it coalescing into hatred for her father.

The nurse at the front desk wore a pink uniform.

“Ms. Gu, you’re here. This way, please.”

Walking alongside the nurse was a gray-haired attending physician.

“Ms. Gu, are you here to visit Mr. Gu Shiyuan? Same room as before.”

The doctor added, “Mr. Gu Shiyuan’s mental state has been unstable lately. He was given a sedative last night and has since calmed down.”

Gu Jianyou nodded, her high heels clicking against the tiled floor with echoing taps.

The entire sanatorium was quiet, its interior lavishly decorated.

Bai Ruanruan peeked through a door crack and caught sight of a Hong Kong playboy she’d often seen in the tabloids—once a carefree, reckless rich kid posing in million-dollar sports cars with beautiful women, now reduced to skin and bones.

Noticing Bai Ruanruan’s gaze, the man turned his head, his eyes twitching unnervingly.

Startled, Bai Ruanruan stumbled back, bumping into Gu Jianyou.

The alpha gently steadied the girl. “What’s wrong?”

A sudden, unbelievable thought struck Bai Ruanruan—perhaps this place housed those who had lost in family power struggles.

Gu Jianyou smiled warmly, while Bai Ruanruan, like a kitten scruffed by the neck, mumbled,

“It’s nothing…”

The doctor briefed them on Gu Shiyuan’s condition as they approached the room before discreetly stepping away.

Through the door’s window, Gu Jianyou looked inside.

Gone was the proud, towering figure from financial headlines—now a hunched, frail alpha confined to a small wheelchair, his hair brittle and white. At the sound of movement, his eyes fixed manically on Gu Jianyou through the glass.

The door opened.

Bai Ruanruan, still holding a fruit basket, placed it on the bedside table.

She hadn’t expected meeting the parents to be this intense!

The little succubus was so spooked her tail nearly slipped out. She quietly retreated to an inconspicuous corner, observing Gu Jianyou’s father.

Their eyes were strikingly similar—slightly upturned at the corners, exuding pride, their pitch-black depths as if swallowing the world whole.

But where Gu Jianyou’s smile was tender and affectionate, even dopey like an adoring puppy around her, Gu Shiyuan’s gaze was dark and unhinged, his eyes so unsettling one dared not look too closely, lest they catch his paranoia.

“You think locking me away will bring you peace?” Gu Shiyuan snarled.

“Let me tell you—your genes carry the same sickness as mine.”

Though barely fifty, he looked decades older.

“Do you think your position as chairman is secure? Your brother is still alive!”

Gu Jianyou looked at her so-called father’s disgraceful behavior and regretted bringing the pitifully soft Bai Ruanruan to meet the family.

She had hoped to gain even a shred of sympathy from her little Omega, but now it seemed this worthless man would only frighten Bai Ruanruan.

Gu Shiyuan tried to detect fear or hesitation in his deranged daughter’s eyes.

Gu Jianyou: “That so-called half-brother of mine is already dead—probably thrown into the open sea for sharks to feast on, or maybe poured into a concrete pillar?”

Gu Shiyuan’s eyes instantly flooded with bloodshot rage. “You—you—”

A smug smile curled at Gu Jianyou’s lips. Countless sleepless nights had been spent reliving how this monstrous man had beaten her mother, locked her away, and shirked every responsibility an Alpha should uphold—

even forcibly marking her mother right in front of her.

After her mother’s death, Gu Jianyou hadn’t received a single cent. During her studies abroad, she had to work to pay her own tuition.

The reason? She failed to meet her father’s expectations for an Alpha.

Bai Ruanruan gasped. Were family dynamics always this terrifying?

A surge of tenderness welled up in her heart.

Gu Jianyou said a few more words before pulling a document and pen from her briefcase, placing them on the table.

It was time to discuss business.

With keen awareness, Bai Ruanruan spoke up, “I’ll go buy some water.”

Gu Jianyou hummed in agreement, brushing her lips lightly against the girl’s cheek and ruffling her fluffy long hair.

“Be good. Wait for me—twenty minutes.”

…

The door closed. Nearly an hour later, Bai Ruanruan stood outside, still waiting for their conversation to end.

Through the glass panel, she saw paper contracts torn to shreds.

Unfazed, Gu Jianyou pulled a fresh copy from her briefcase and laid it on the table.

Bai Ruanruan shivered.

This was the first time she witnessed Gu Jianyou shed all traces of gentleness.

Fierce. Unyielding. Exuding the elegance of a predator.

A stark contrast to the tender woman who nuzzled her scent gland with affection.

A few more minutes passed before Gu Shiyuan finally surrendered, signing his name. His body slumped forward as if aged a decade in an instant.

“That girl with you earlier—Bai Ruanruan, wasn’t it? I’ve seen her often in the news. Such a pretty little thing.”

Gu Shiyuan’s venomous gaze locked onto Gu Jianyou, as if he wanted to devour her alive.

Gu Jianyou’s fingers clenched abruptly. “You dare lay a hand on Bai Ruanruan?”

Gu Shiyuan burst into laughter—harsh, deranged, sending chills down Bai Ruanruan’s spine even through the door. His throat rattled as though thick with congealed bl00d.

“After burying your mother, I thought you’d forsake all notions of love. Yet here we are.”

When facing Gu Jianyou now, he no longer saw a daughter—only an indomitable force.

“Pretty girls always scheme and flirt their way into power they don’t deserve.” Gu Shiyuan’s murky eyes drifted into memory.

“Your mother was a musician, a mere fiddle player. Even through arranged marriage, she was marrying up into the Gu family. Wasn’t bearing heirs her duty? Yet she still flirted with the family doctor—a lowly Omega rotten to the core.”

Gu Jianyou pinched the bridge of her nose, observing the raving man before her. She picked up a slender-necked vase from the corner, weighing it in her hand twice before suddenly swinging it at Gu Shiyuan’s ear.

With a crack, shards grazed Gu Shiyuan’s cheek and hands, bl00d splattering everywhere.

“Bai Ruanruan is my future wife. If you slander her again, Father, I’ll cut out your tongue.” Gu Shiyuan knew this madwoman meant every word. Among the contracts in her hand was one granting Bai Ruanruan shares in a subsidiary company.

With the grace of a refined lady, Gu Jianyou meticulously checked each signed document page by page. On the final page, she forcibly pressed Gu Shiyuan’s bloodied thumb to seal the deal.

She pressed the emergency call button for the doctor. The medical staff here were accustomed to such scenes, unfazed by the bloodstained floor or the man’s agonized howls. “Director Gu.”

“The patient seems to have relapsed,” Gu Jianyou remarked. “Last night’s sedatives were insufficient. Restraints might be necessary.” Limbs secured, mouth gagged—no chance to struggle. The doctor’s eyes flickered with realization before bowing. “Understood.”

…

Bai Ruanruan quietly stepped onto the second-floor balcony. The crisp breeze carried an inescapable metallic tang. The little succubus trembled down to her tail tip—terrifying.

The ever-gentle, smiling Gu Jianyou approached leisurely, embracing the petite Omega from behind. “Apologies for the wait.”

Bai Ruanruan shivered slightly. “You’re done?” Unbelievable this was the same person from that hospital room.

“All done,” Gu Jianyou nuzzled her nose against Bai Ruanruan’s shoulder like an affectionate child. “I’ve booked a restaurant. Lunch together?”

As Bai Ruanruan nodded, the wind carried Gu Jianyou’s intoxicating iris scent. Soft lips brushed her cheeks in tender kisses. “My mother’s pheromones were iris too. After being confined here, Father extracted her scent glands—tried transplanting them into a Beta to create an Omega.”

Bai Ruanruan’s pupils shook. “That’s insane.”

“Indeed,” Gu Jianyou agreed softly. “Perhaps he already is.” She clung to Bai Ruanruan like a child seeking maternal comfort. “I need to return to the office later. Join me?”

Of course Bai Ruanruan wouldn’t refuse, caressing Gu Jianyou’s hair with tender pity. Making your partner ache for you is the first step into their heart.

Gu Jianyou’s voice turned fragile, dripping with vulnerability. “After Mother died, no one ever held me. Ruanruan… you’re the only one.” Her frail aunt could barely care for herself—offering only material support, never affection.

The pitiful orphan gazed up at her wife with watery eyes. “Do you think me too weak?”

Bai Ruanruan’s heart melted completely, allowing Gu Jianyou to bury her face against her chest in the car. The cold, alluring iris pheromones left her dazed and pliant.

Before she knew it, she was pressed against the car door.

Breathing became difficult. She wanted to push away the desperate, needy alpha clinging to her, but couldn’t bring herself to do it.

Gu Jianyou’s teeth grazed Bai Ruanruan’s delicate neck, leaving a trail of plum blossom-like marks.

“Don’t listen to Gu Shiyuan’s nonsense. I’m perfectly normal, not some lunatic.”

Even as she said it, Gu Jianyou didn’t quite believe her own words. She stared intently at Bai Ruanruan, searching the girl’s eyes for trust.

Bai Ruanruan giggled and playfully pinched her waist. “Don’t stop—it tickles.”

You’re clueless about love, trembling with uncertainty—but do you think I have it all figured out?

After dinner, Bai Ruanruan accompanied her to the company.

The busy alpha immediately disappeared into a meeting room and didn’t emerge for over two hours.

Bai Ruanruan waited in her office, where a secretary brought her a cup of Earl Grey tea and some chocolate pastries.

Just as the secretary was about to leave, Bai Ruanruan called out to her.

“I overheard something in the hallway earlier—did the former chairman really arrange an engagement for the CEO?”

The “former chairman” referred to Gu Shiyuan.

The secretary hesitated, carefully studying Bai Ruanruan’s expression before answering cautiously, “Well… yes, there is someone.”

Bai Ruanruan popped a chocolate pastry into her mouth.

The rich cocoa melted on her tongue, its hazelnut-filled center bursting with flavor, enveloping her senses in pure satisfaction.

She listened to the secretary while eating, and before she knew it, the entire plate was empty.

Secretary: “Miss Gu Xirou was indeed chosen as the CEO’s fiancée by the chairman. But the CEO has always been swamped with work—they’ve barely met over the years, and there’s no deep connection between them. You don’t need to worry, Miss Bai.”

How could I not worry? Bai Ruanruan hummed vaguely around another mouthful of chocolate, dismissing the secretary once the last sip of tea was gone.

Left alone in the office, she stewed in silence.

Meanwhile, in the company corridors, Gu Xirou strode confidently in a sleek black dress, moving between departments with authority.

“Revise this proposal before submitting it—the CEO will definitely approve it this way.”

“Also, send me next quarter’s departmental plans. I’ll review them for improvements.”

Her sharp eyes suddenly landed on Bai Ruanruan. “Who’s that? A new intern?”

With looks rivaling a celebrity’s, Gu Xirou stood out among the office workers like a crane among chickens, effortlessly commanding the employees like a seasoned executive.

None dared to defy her.

“Ah, no, Miss Gu. She’s a signed artist under Director Wang’s agency,” one employee hastily explained.

Gu Xirou frowned. “Artists shouldn’t be at headquarters at this hour. Does she have an appointment?”

The employee shook their head and slipped away after casting a sympathetic glance at Bai Ruanruan.

“Since you don’t have an appointment, Miss Bai, you should leave. Any professional arrangements should go through your agent first.”

Gu Xirou’s piercing gaze swept over Bai Ruanruan as if she were nothing more than an insignificant nuisance.

“Unauthorized personnel shouldn’t be loitering here.”

Bai Ruanruan met her stare evenly. “I’m hardly unauthorized.”

Facing another Omega, Bai Ruanruan felt no fear. The other woman’s overpowering tuberose scent clung to her like the mark of a hedonist—

Just catching a whiff of that suggestive fragrance conjured images of desire and submission. Though the scent was radiant to the extreme, it carried subtle undertones of provocation.

Gu Xirong raised an eyebrow, clearly disbelieving Bai Ruanruan’s words—or perhaps she simply didn’t regard her as worth acknowledging.

Bai Ruanruan wasn’t intimidated. Standing boldly opposite the overpowering pheromones, she felt a faint thrill of satisfaction.

“I’m Gu Jianyou’s girlfriend,” she declared.

Her gaze was laced with disdain, as if to say, What gives you the right?

Without even having her status officially recognized, she was already meddling in company affairs.

Do you make keys? How many do you think you deserve?

For a split second, Gu Xirong’s expression twisted, though she maintained a poised smile.

“Is that so? Then why haven’t I heard of you before?”

Bai Ruanruan smirked. “My name has been trending on the entertainment charts for ages. If you haven’t seen it, maybe you should get your eyes checked. Honestly, I’m worried about cars blocking the blind spots downstairs—should I call a tow truck right now?”

Gu Xirong: “…”

A few stifled laughs erupted from nearby employees, quickly silenced by a sharp glare.

Gu Xirong had timed her visit perfectly—Gu Jianyou should be wrapping up her meeting by now. Her recent busy schedule had kept her away from the office, giving Gu Xirong the perfect opportunity to familiarize herself with the place.

But Bai Ruanruan’s ears perked up at the same sound Gu Xirong had been waiting for.

Leaning delicately against a workstation, she exuded the scent of a honeyed peach drizzled in chocolate—soft, sweet, and utterly tempting.

As Gu Xirong passed by, she sneered, “Oh, so it’s you—the boss’s little plaything. Sharp tongue, no substance. Really, such a disgrace.”

The moment the words left her lips, the highborn Omega spared no effort in belittling Bai Ruanruan.

Gu Xirong was from Gu Jianyou’s father’s side, hoping to seize control of the company through marriage.

Her approach reeked of naked ambition from the very beginning.

Gu Jianyou had just stepped out of the meeting room when her secretary spoke up.

“Miss Gu just polished off an entire tray of chocolate truffles. Should we order more?”

It suddenly clicked—those spherical chocolates that kept disappearing from the break room weren’t just popular among the staff.

They’d likely all ended up in Bai Ruanruan’s hands.

Gu Jianyou chuckled helplessly. “Fine. Have a few extra boxes delivered to my residence.”

The secretary nodded. “Right away.”

From a distance, Gu Jianyou spotted Gu Xirong’s elegant figure standing there, the unmistakable fragrance of tuberose clinging to her.

Despite her pristine business attire, her pheromones evoked the debauchery of a late-night club.

Thanks to her prestigious background and family name, Gu Xirong had no shortage of alphas vying for her attention, leveraging relationships to her advantage.

Gu Jianyou’s voice was cool. “Why is she here?”

The secretary hesitated. “She’s been coming all week. I thought you knew…”

Gu Jianyou didn’t blame her. Her father, still bitter about his failed coup, was desperate to reclaim the company indirectly.

Sending a capable and alluring Omega her way was a calculated move.

The problem was, Gu Jianyou had zero interest in any Omega—except Bai Ruanruan.

Before she could dismiss Gu Xirong outright, a soft, wounded voice cut through the air.

“Alright… I’ll make an appointment next time I come to the company. Sorry for disturbing your work,” the girl said, wiping her tears, barely daring to look at Gu Xirou.

“My relationship with the CEO isn’t what you think—I truly love her!”

Her eyes were red and glistening as she stared at Gu Xirou, who could barely maintain her composure.

Gu Xirou had never seen someone so shameless—one moment cursing at her, the next expertly playing the victim.

Gu Jianyou’s face instantly turned cold as she walked up to Gu Xirou. Without heeding her protests, she snapped the access pass hanging around Xirou’s neck with two fingers.

Gu Jianyou: “How come I didn’t know our company has a new executive?”

Gu Xirou: “I’ve been trying to reach you these days, but you’ve been too busy with work. Remember we drank together on New Year’s Eve two years ago?”

That particular New Year’s Eve had seen a fire break out at the nursing home Gu Jianyou invested in.

As both investor and patient’s family member, she had rushed there immediately, where she happened to meet Gu Xirou who was taking care of her father.

Gu Jianyou raised an eyebrow: “I’ve drunk with countless people. Should they all become executives?”

Gu Xirou tried to explain further, but the words stuck in her throat. Her pitifully charming eyes stared intently –

Why wasn’t Gu Jianyou reacting to her at all?

Was she really an alpha?

“Your father asked me to deliver a message…”

Gu Jianyou: “Not interested. Show our guest out.”

Gu Xirou had never encountered someone unresponsive to her pheromones before. Could it be that Gu Jianyou was… incapable?