The Pitiful One Transmigrated into a Wealthy Family's Live-in Alpha (GL) - Chapter 2
Jiang Sixian was still stunned. Jing Ye, meanwhile, had agilely ducked down and slipped under her arm, looking like a pitiful, innocent girl almost forced into submission, her tightly pursed lips betraying her nervousness.
Acting.
So good at acting, Jiang Sixian thought, gritting her teeth.
This person was tall with long legs and excellent body proportions, yet she coincidentally had naturally slightly rounded, puppy-like eyes that were sparkling and full of spirit. When she acted cute, she was simply irresistible.
Jiang Sixian had previously noticed a few times that something was off about her, but she’d always been placated by Jing Ye’s innocent, wronged expression.
Jing Ye was only 19 this year, an Alpha who had differentiated just a year ago. By pretending innocence and scamming, she could indeed make many Omegas overjoyed.
If not for the unforgettable pain she had endured, Jiang Sixian would never have believed that she could be so mistaken, turning a marriage into a case of “inviting a wolf into the house,” which led to the bloodshed.
That bitter brew, concocted by destiny through a series of unfortunate coincidences, she absolutely had to make Jing Ye, that big-tailed wolf, taste it!
Scenes from her past life flashed through her mind. Jiang Sixian felt dizzy, almost unable to stand. Jing Ye, who had been anxiously watching her, saw the woman’s body begin to sway and quickly stepped forward to support her.
“Sister, are you alright?”
The moment Jing Ye touched her, Jiang Sixian’s stomach churned, and she instinctively wanted to shake her off. But after a moment’s thought, she reined in her strength.
She pretended to be weak, leaning on Jing Ye’s shoulder. The Omega’s unique sweet scent wafted into Jing Ye’s nostrils, a faint, almost ethereal fragrance teasing her sensitive nerves.
As they walked, Jiang Sixian deliberately pressed her body closer to Jing Ye. An Alpha, especially one who had only recently differentiated, was in their prime. Moreover, Jiang Sixian knew what kind of person Jing Ye was; she would absolutely not be able to resist such a temptation.
She had given ample hints, but this person, whether she had suddenly become smart or was just having an off day, completely ignored her provocations.
Jiang Sixian was the most renowned Omega in Lancheng, one of the very few assessed as S-class during pheromone testing. She didn’t believe her pheromones would hold no allure for Jing Ye. After all, not long ago, this little wolf cub had secretly collected her pheromones in a bottle. Jiang Sixian hadn’t exposed her, but that didn’t mean she didn’t know about it.
Sure enough, Jing Ye’s steps began to slow. She paused briefly at the door of their room, hesitated for a moment, and then helped Jiang Sixian onto the bed.
Jiang Sixian lay down languidly, her long fingers seemingly casually hooking her collar and pulling it down slightly, revealing a hint of her fair collarbone peeking out from her shirt. The bed curtains were soft blue and white gauze, partially concealing her crossed long legs, creating a hazy, sensual allure under the faint night light.
The Omega’s pheromones spread through the air, the subtle floral scent of violets carrying a stimulating sweetness, like temptation from Eden.
Jing Ye was currently a Beta, so she wouldn’t feel pheromones as intensely as an Alpha or Omega, but because Jiang Sixian’s pheromone level was high, she could still clearly perceive it.
She suddenly turned and left, rushing into the bathroom. Jiang Sixian soon heard the sound of rushing water. But in just a few minutes, she saw Jing Ye jog out.
With the strange, elaborate makeup removed, Jing Ye’s entire face looked much more pleasant. Her skin was smooth, and when she smiled, two shallow dimples appeared, giving her a harmless impression.
However, seeing her like this only made Jiang Sixian’s eyes sting. She subtly touched her collar, and the snow-white peaks that rose and fell with her breathing were dangerously exposed, adding fuel to the already burning fire of temptation.
“Don’t you have anything else to say to me?”
Jiang Sixian’s tone was gentle, her expression mild, and her disheveled appearance made her seem completely defenceless. But in Jing Ye’s eyes, this was a deadly question that required careful consideration.
What was she supposed to say?
Jing Ye’s mind raced, quickly realizing Jiang Sixian’s unusual behavior. She put on a fawning smile, looking obedient and soft:
“Yes, Sister, you smell so good!”
A few minutes later, Jing Ye stumbled out of Jiang Sixian’s room, not forgetting to close the door behind her. As soon as she was out, she leaned against the wall, panting heavily.
In just a short time, her back was almost drenched, and her breathing felt like shattered glass.
Although Jiang Sixian had always spoken to her gently, after knowing the original owner’s fate in the book, no matter how captivating the beauty’s smile was before her, Jing Ye couldn’t appreciate it even a bit.
She reached back to her neck, repeatedly confirming the smooth skin, before finally exhaling in relief.
Good.
Thankfully, she was just an ordinary Beta now, not an Alpha. She couldn’t make the female lead pregnant, nor could she mark other Omegas and cheat.
Jing Ye didn’t want to get involved in too much trouble. She certainly wouldn’t do things like inducing a marking or cheating during pregnancy. But she also had no interest in Jiang Sixian. Since she had come to this world, she just wanted to live a good life.
She turned on a small light, fumbled her way to her own room, and sat on the bed, hastily opening her phone.
In the emergency, she had set her phone to vibrate, fearing Jiang Sixian might see their messages, as the things those people in the group chat were saying were far from pleasant.
The original owner had a very wide social circle, with messages abundant. Jing Ye herself had a slight social phobia and had never seen so much information, feeling overwhelmed for a moment.
The current timeline hadn’t yet reached the scum Alpha’s most depraved period. She hadn’t marked the female lead yet, but her path of debauchery had already begun. The original owner loved vanity. After marrying into the wealthy family, she wanted to establish her own influence. This “influence” was nothing more than indulging in hedonism—eating, drinking, partying, flirting with Omegas, and keeping a few mistresses outside.
In a group chat called “Lancheng Handsome Alphas Gathering,” several people were constantly sending messages and taunting her. Jing Ye casually scrolled up through the chat history, her brows furrowed tightly.
The original owner had many fair-weather friends, and these few were the ones she got along with best. They were mostly from secondary branches of families, neglecting proper work. Because the original owner pretended to be generous and treated them to food and entertainment, they quickly became very close.
A few days ago, the original owner had announced a plan: to mark her wife to “taste” Lancheng’s number one Omega, then after it was done, bring in another Alpha to make it seem like Jiang Sixian was cheating, which would make it easier to manipulate her.
Unlike most Omegas with soft personalities, Jiang Sixian, as the daughter of the prominent Jiang family in Lancheng’s business world, was known for her decisive and efficient business acumen. Although the original owner was an Alpha, she was merely a live-in partner. Jiang Sixian had never expressed a desire for children, so the two had always lived in separate rooms.
The original owner’s plan was vicious, but Jing Ye noticed that these people in the chat were all mocking Jiang Sixian as “disabled” without specifying what they meant.
Did Jiang Sixian have a hidden illness?
Recalling their earlier struggle, Jing Ye felt a headache coming on. She couldn’t imagine what could be wrong with her. This woman was mysterious, and Jing Ye knew she was no match for her. It was best to avoid trouble if she couldn’t confront it.
The original owner and Jiang Sixian had a two-year marriage contract. One year had already passed. Once the contract expired, she would simply pack her bags and leave.
Until then, it was better to be a quiet, unbothered person. At least by not attracting attention, she wouldn’t invite disaster.
Being able to live again, Jing Ye cherished her hard-won second life. She used to be just an ordinary office worker and didn’t want to get involved in wealthy family disputes, nor did she harbor any grand dreams of overthrowing the female lead to rise to power herself.
But the system seemed to have detected her thoughts and spoke decisively:
“Please act according to your character setting until the contract expires. Jiang Sixian is very wary; excessive out-of-character (OOC) behavior might cause the female lead to go crazy prematurely.”
Jing Ye: “…So what should I do?”
The system went silent. No matter how much she urged it, it didn’t say another word, leaving Jing Ye fuming with frustration.
The messages in the group chat kept vibrating. Seeing that she hadn’t replied for a long time, the vulgar messages became even more unbearable. Jing Ye felt sick to her stomach reading them and simply left the group without a word.
The system only said not to be excessively OOC. The original owner was already a party-goer with no true confidantes. It was normal for her to simply part ways with fair-weather friends when they couldn’t get along, right?
Besides, she wasn’t a scapegoat. As long as she could shake off the original owner’s messes, she would absolutely not take responsibility for them.
It was very late now. Jing Ye quickly washed up in the bathroom of her own room. As soon as she finished drying her hair, she couldn’t help but fall asleep.
She had a nightmare: after being pushed from a building by her unscrupulous boss, Jiang Sixian personally chopped off her neck, and a gush of red bl00d spurted out. This terrified Jing Ye, making her bolt upright in the soft bed, drenched in cold sweat.
The electronic clock on the bedside table already pointed to six o’clock, the time she usually woke up for work. Her home was quite far from the company, and taking the subway required transfers, so she had to leave two hours early.
Unable to get back to sleep tossing and turning in bed, Jing Ye quietly got up. After a quick wash, she headed to the kitchen.
In the early morning, when Jiang Sixian emerged from her room, neatly dressed, she was greeted by the smell of frying eggs and couldn’t help but frown in confusion.
She rarely ate breakfast. Her nanny usually came at a fixed time to clean and would rarely appear so early unless there was something specific to do. But perhaps because she hadn’t eaten dinner yesterday, Jiang Sixian couldn’t help but swallow when she smelled the food.
She hurried over, about to call out to the nanny, but her expression changed when she saw the busy figure in the kitchen.
The person who usually never lifted a finger at home, slept until she woke naturally, and was generally disheveled, was now wearing neat pajamas and an apron, standing in the kitchen. She held a spatula, skillfully flipping eggs and ham slices.
Ordinary ingredients were cut into beautiful shapes under her hands. The golden egg skins and orange yolks looked incredibly appetizing. Everything was so bizarre, like a hallucination that wouldn’t even appear in a dream.
Upon seeing Jiang Sixian, Jing Ye, who had just flipped an egg, wiped her hands and stood before her, her voice clear and slightly sweet:
“What I did before was wrong. Starting today, I’ll take you to work, dear… wife?”