The Pitiful One Transmigrated into a Wealthy Family's Live-in Alpha (GL) - Chapter 3
For a moment, Jiang Sixian almost thought Jing Ye was someone impersonating her to trick her. It wasn’t until she saw the apprehension in the other’s eyes that she belatedly realized something.
She had been reborn yesterday.
At that time, consumed by despair after losing everything, she had, upon catching the runaway scum Alpha who ruined her, directly dug out the Alpha’s scent gland, causing her immense pain. But an Alpha was still an Alpha, and as an Omega, it was difficult for her to contend. The two ended up falling into the icy river in the dead of winter and perished together.
Waking up, Jiang Sixian found herself back to the time when she had just taken in the scum Alpha a year ago. At this point, the little wolf cub hadn’t yet revealed her sharp fangs; she was still cunningly feigning weakness.
In other words, the current Jing Ye couldn’t survive without her, so of course, she would try every means to curry favor.
And just a few days ago, the little wolf cub, who usually feigned innocence and purity, seemed to have entered her Alpha susceptible period and had secretly collected Jiang Sixian’s pheromones while she was bathing.
From her behavior last night to today, this person was very skilled at pretense. Jiang Sixian wanted to see when Jing Ye would reveal her true colors.
Jiang Sixian naturally refused to eat the meal Jing Ye had made. She simply grabbed an unopened carton of milk from the table and headed out. Jing Ye, putting down her utensils, immediately rushed after her, her eyes filled with confusion, asking helplessly:
“Wife?”
Leaving aside everything else, Jing Ye had worked as a cook in a restaurant during her student years to support herself, so her cooking skills were top-notch. Making breakfast was a piece of cake, and it looked good too. Why did Jiang Sixian just leave without even glancing at it?
As the saying goes, to capture a person’s heart, you must first capture their stomach. Jing Ye hadn’t intended to capture Jiang Sixian’s heart; she just wanted to survive longer under the female lead’s thumb. But if the breakfast she painstakingly made wasn’t even looked at, if she was hated to such an extent, then what?
Jing Ye, in a rush, dared not ask further. She untied her apron, turned off the stove, and hurried out after her.
“I’ll go to work with you!”
Jiang Sixian’s hand paused on the doorknob. She said nothing, only tossing her bag at Jing Ye as she approached. The undeniable air of a pampered young lady didn’t cause the other person any displeasure; instead, Jing Ye followed her like a little attendant, step for step.
Something was off.
Although the little wolf cub had married into the Jiang family, she had shown signs of ambition early on. Despite feigning innocence, she would never do something like diligently attending to Jiang Sixian’s every need.
Thinking this, Jiang Sixian, unsure of Jing Ye’s true intentions, became even more wary.
Jing Ye, an ordinary 9-to-5 office worker, was riding in such a luxurious car for the first time. The Jiang family was a prominent wealthy clan, and Jiang Sixian, as one of the patriarch’s most beloved grandchildren, naturally enjoyed extravagant living.
The car looked understated but was exquisitely valuable in every detail. It automatically opened the driver’s door upon sensing its owner. Jiang Sixian effortlessly got in. Just as she sat down and started the car, as if belatedly remembering Jing Ye standing by the car door, she turned and smiled faintly at her:
“My apologies, I forgot to register you in the information recognition system earlier.”
This was Jiang Sixian’s beloved car, usually not allowed to be touched by others. Her marriage with the original owner was a contractual one, based on mutual need, so of course, she wouldn’t be completely unguarded around her.
The Omega pulled open the car door from the inside. After Jing Ye got in, she turned sideways to buckle her seatbelt.
Jiang Sixian’s arms were beautiful, with graceful lines and subtle muscle, not at all awkward. She enjoyed exercise and wasn’t frail like other Omegas; her physique was also better than most.
Jing Ye occasionally caught faint whiffs of fragrance from her, not yesterday’s violet pheromones, but a pure and rich rose scent that wafted into her nostrils, refreshing her.
She had read ABO novels before and knew that in this world, Alphas and Omegas had corresponding susceptible periods and estrus period, and there were also suppressants and blockers. Jiang Sixian must have sprayed herself with a suppressant perfume. It smelled lovely, but it was completely different from the scent she had worn before.
Jing Ye was a Beta who could smell pheromones, but she didn’t feel their effects; they simply smelled like perfume.
She sat upright in the car. As Jiang Sixian went back to adjust the auto-pilot route, Jing Ye helped her tear open the milk packaging and simultaneously handed her an unopened packet of cookies.
Jiang Sixian raised her eyes to look at her in slight surprise. Jing Ye quickly explained:
“Drinking milk on an empty stomach in the morning can easily upset your digestion. Have some cookies first. If you don’t like these, tell me, and I’ll make you different dishes tomorrow. What do you want to eat, Chinese or Western?”
Seeing Jiang Sixian remain silent, Jing Ye didn’t know what kind of silent anger this “ancestor” was harboring. Then, a possibility suddenly occurred to her.
Yesterday, when she first transmigrated, Jiang Sixian was particularly forward with her, but she had primly sent her back to her room and left. Could it be that Jiang Sixian was annoyed that she was unromantic?
It was understandable. Omegas always became particularly sensitive as their heat period approached, and Jiang Sixian seemed to already have some goodwill towards her.
As the estrus period drew closer, an Omega’s reliance on an Alpha grew stronger. They lived together, ostensibly as wives, so Jiang Sixian naturally might consider her own Alpha.
But the crucial point was that she was a fake Beta and couldn’t mark Jiang Sixian.
The act of coaxing someone became easier with practice. Jing Ye had never been in a relationship in her previous world, but she had seen how it was done, at least from watching how male leads in TV dramas appeased female leads.
So, the corners of her mouth curved slightly, revealing a hint of a smile. Under Jiang Sixian’s lukewarm gaze, she bit the bullet and tugged at her sleeve. Jing Ye naturally had large, sparkling eyes, and her gaze was soft, like a small, testing puppy wagging its tail. She said gently:
“You’re my wife, so of course I have to treat you well.”
Jiang Sixian seemed a little shy. Hearing this, she turned her head slightly and, after a long while, softly “hmm’d”:
“Just know that.”
Jiang Sixian’s company primarily focused on fashion design. The grand, imposing building was decorated in a refreshing North American minimalist style. As Jing Ye followed her through the main entrance, the receptionist, who was clocking in, suddenly widened her eyes.
She paused for two seconds before remembering to greet Jiang Sixian, simultaneously eyeing the young woman following behind her with curiosity and scrutiny.
It wasn’t until the two entered the elevator and disappeared from sight that the receptionist pulled out her phone and rapidly typed in a small group chat.
[President Jiang brought someone into the company!!! Possibly that Alpha live-in wife!]
When the morning shift had just started, there wasn’t much going on. Those lurking in the chat responded with a string of question marks. Soon, the news spread like wildfire, and many people in the company learned that Jiang Sixian had brought the live-in Alpha to work.
This was unprecedented gossip.
Jiang Sixian was an absolute workaholic. A year ago, she had a whirlwind marriage with a newly adult Alpha, which caused a huge stir. But Jiang Sixian didn’t even take an extended wedding leave, nor did she go on a honeymoon. The day after her marriage, she went back to work as if nothing had happened, and besides the wedding ring on her finger, she was no different from a single person.
After a while, everyone’s eager gossip had settled down, and they returned to their normal work routines.
But no one expected Jiang Sixian to actually bring that live-in Alpha to the company, and from her appearance, it seemed she took her directly to the office?
Was Jiang Sixian planning to give the live-in Alpha power?
No one believed their relationship would suddenly become so intimate, but it was indeed that young and beautiful Alpha following closely behind Jiang Sixian.
Among those who encountered them, some secretly took photos, watching the two enter the office and close the door. When they realized they couldn’t get any more pictures, they quickly transferred the photos. Jing Ye’s observational skills were very strong; she had actually noticed it just now and saw that Jiang Sixian was also aware. But since Jiang Sixian said nothing, she just pretended not to see it.
In the original novel’s plot, Jiang Sixian’s position in the company initially seemed glorious, but in reality, as an Omega, it was difficult for her to gain full respect. The Jiang family owned many enterprises, with only a few becoming large, including her fashion design company.
However, this world still favored Alphas in external affairs and Omegas in domestic ones. Few Omegas could become high-level managers. Every time Jiang Sixian proposed an idea, the group of old foxes on the board would try to cheat, oppose her, or delay implementation.
Furthermore, there were informants and spies placed within the company. Before Jiang Sixian could truly wield power, she was surrounded by a watchful crowd, with a scheming individual eyeing her from within her own home, leaving her mentally exhausted and weary.
“A’Jing.”
Jing Ye was recalling the plot memories the system had just transferred to her when she was abruptly interrupted by a gentle voice. She instinctively looked up at her.
Jiang Sixian’s voice was refreshing, like a spring breeze, and her exquisite face held a hint of a smile. The Omega, dressed in a suit, showed no sharpness; instead, she exuded a soft, mature charm. She sat in her office chair, extended her hand, and gently patted Jing Ye’s hand.
The touch of her skin was soft and delicate. Though it lingered for only a moment, it left a tingling sensation.
Jing Ye instinctively pulled her hand back, her face slightly flushed, and looked at Jiang Sixian. The Omega sat composed, as if not noticing her shyness, merely stating slowly and calmly:
“I have an important meeting soon. Those few Alphas in senior management are restless. Help me, just suppress them with your pheromones if necessary.”
Jing Ye looked at her, blurting out:
“I…”
“What?” As if guessing what she was about to say, Jiang Sixian rose slightly from her chair and took two steps closer to her. Her warm breath brushed against Jing Ye’s exposed neck, half-chiding, half-questioning.
“Don’t tell me you’re looking for an excuse to shirk your duties, do you? Don’t you like Sister? You couldn’t last night, and you can’t now either?”