The White Moonlight Supporting Character Only Wants to Seduce the Villain [Quick Transmigration] - Chapter 20

In the silent private room, Jiang Yushu let out a pained hiss.

“Hiss.” She covered her tingling cheek, which was likely swelling.

Damn it, I should have dodged better.

Tears welled in the corner of her eye. She took a step back, her peripheral vision catching Fan Xunxi’s hand about to encircle her waist.

I really hate being touched by others.

“You…” Fan Xunxi stared blankly at Jiang Yushu, then at her own palm.

“Does it hurt?” Feng Canjiu’s warm hand cupped Jiang Yushu’s cheek, covering her face.

Jiang Yushu stubbornly turned her head away, avoiding Feng Canjiu’s touch. “It’s fine,” she mumbled, her voice muffled and tinged with resentment.

Feng Canjiu keenly sensed this subtle resentment. She’s blaming me, isn’t she?

Blaming me for leaving without a word and for my recent coldness.

After the Temporary Marking that night, Feng Canjiu had left the sleeping Jiang Yushu behind, departing alone.

She had been tormented by guilt ever since. If not for the overwhelming workload that had consumed her these past few weeks, she wouldn’t have been able to banish Jiang Yushu’s image from her mind.

She knew she had fallen for Jiang Yushu, the former fiancée of her adopted son.

If this had happened to someone else in the upper echelons of society, no one would have batted an eye. But this was Feng Canjiu, an Alpha who had maintained a facade of unwavering integrity for years.

“I’m sorry,” Feng Canjiu whispered, her voice barely audible. Facing this Omega, she felt utterly powerless.

Jiang Yushu remained silent, offering no response to her apology, as if he had completely lost faith in this Alpha.

Feng Canjiu sighed, and when she looked up, her eyes were icy.

Gazing at her worthless adopted son, she felt not only anger but profound disappointment. His presence here was undoubtedly for Bai Chenchen, that Omega.

The fact that a scheming Omega could make him lose his composure and resort to violence in such a place proved he was utterly unfit to be her heir.

“It seems you’ve had too much free time lately. Don’t you know where you are? How dare you resort to violence here?”

Feng Zimo swallowed hard. Feng Canjiu’s voice wasn’t just disappointed; he could sense that his mother was about to abandon him. “Mother, I didn’t know it would come to this. I was planning to…”

“Attack Fan Xunxi?” Feng Canjiu sneered, glancing at Fan Xunxi standing in the corner. She disliked the woman but hadn’t taken direct action against her. Feng Zimo was truly impulsive and foolish.

“Do you know who I was meeting here tonight?”

“Who?” Feng Zimo felt a growing sense of dread. Could this person be Fan Xunxi’s backer?

Turning to Fan Xunxi, Feng Canjiu said coldly, “Film Empress Fan, why don’t you explain to this brainless child?”

Fan Xunxi shrugged casually. “To open a bar in such a prime location, you need more than just fame—you need connections. I imagine CEO Feng’s assistance played a role here, so thank you in advance.”

“Hmph.” Feng Canjiu had reluctantly agreed to help, but the other party was the royal family of T Country.

Unlike Feng Zimo, the moment Feng Canjiu realized she disliked Fan Xunxi, she began investigating her.

Through her investigation, Feng Canjiu uncovered numerous secrets behind Fan Xunxi, one of which was that Fan Xunxi was actually the younger princess of the T Country.

The T Country’s royal family had concealed this identity remarkably well, which, combined with their ability to hide Fan Xunxi’s previously extravagant lifestyle, made Feng Canjiu realize who was pulling the strings. It could only be the Queen of T Country, who was sitting in the adjacent private room.

“My apologies, Young Master Feng. Let me reintroduce myself. I have another name: Pa Xunxi.”

Feng Zimo trembled. This wasn’t just any surname; only the T Country’s royal family bore it. Could she truly be a member of the T Country’s royal family?

“You’re actually…” He stumbled back two steps, breaking into a cold sweat. Gripping Bai Chenchen’s hand, he retreated further, staring at Fan Xunxi in shock. “My apologies, Your Highness.”

Hearing these titles, Jiang Yushu secretly raised an eyebrow. Another hidden identity?

But her cheek throbbed fiercely, and she didn’t want to stay any longer. She imagined her current appearance wasn’t particularly flattering, so it was best to leave now.

Just as Jiang Yushu took a step, Fan Xunxi noticed her attempt to slip away. “Miss Jiang, please don’t leave yet.”

“Wait, little one.”

Feng Canjiu and Fan Xunxi spoke simultaneously, forcing Jiang Yushu to halt her retreat. She turned, her face still covered.

Ignoring both women, she glared coldly at Feng Zimo. “Feng Zimo, I only have one thing to say to you: good luck. I have no feelings for you anymore.”

These words only worsened Feng Zimo’s already humiliating situation. He had always believed Jiang Yushu still harbored feelings for him.

“Yushu, I’m sorry. I truly didn’t mean it.”

“None of my concern.” Jiang Yushu turned away coldly, wanting to vomit at the mere sight of this dog-like Male Lead.

“Let me take you to the hospital to get that checked out.” With her long legs, Feng Canjiu closed the distance to Jiang Yushu in a single stride, her concern for the injury evident.

Hearing her voice, Jiang Yushu didn’t even look up, avoiding Feng Canjiu’s worried gaze. “CEO Feng needn’t trouble herself. My Second Brother is still here.”

The words were harsh, but they struck Feng Canjiu with a completely different weight.

She felt an invisible hand clench tightly around her heart, tightening with each beat.

Fan Xunxi pressed a fist to her lips, concealing her smile. Are they arguing? she thought. This is my chance!

A dark glint flashed in Bai Chenchen’s eyes. Damn Jiang Yushu! What tricks did she use to make these extraordinary Alphas so infatuated with her?

Only Feng Zimo, the clueless deer, remained oblivious to the situation. When did Mom and Jiang Yushu become so close?

Seizing the opportunity, Fan Xunxi used her walkie-talkie to ask the supervisor for some ointment. The supervisor responded swiftly, bringing the medicine within minutes.

“Please accept this as an apology from our bar, Miss Jiang,” Fan Xunxi said smoothly, presenting the ointment not as her own gift, but as the establishment’s gesture of remorse.

Jiang Yushu took the ointment from the supervisor with a soft “Thank you.” Spotting Jiang Hengshu across the room with a glass of milk, she said, “I should be going now. Please continue your conversation.”

As the Omega turned to leave, a breeze from the air conditioner lifted a strand of her hair. The scent of Sweet Tea Rose mingled with the cool air, drifting naturally into the Alpha’s nostrils.

Pheromones reflect their owner’s emotions, and this scent carried a heavy undercurrent of disappointment and sorrow.

Feng Canjiu unconsciously reached out, trying to grasp the fleeting breeze. But the wind was intangible, and she watched as the little boy who used to call her “Sister” slipped through her fingers.

Jiang Yushu had left, taking with him the tenderness in Feng Canjiu’s heart.

She glanced at her adopted son’s hand intertwined with the Omega’s. “Since you’ve been so free lately that you’re frequenting bars, I assume the company isn’t keeping you busy. I’ll reduce your allowance accordingly. You should focus on learning how to become a competent company executive.”

Feng Zimo’s heart skipped a beat. Was she cutting off his financial lifeline? “Mother…”

He looked up urgently, wanting to explain, but Feng Canjiu had already vanished from where she stood.

Fan Xunxi curled her lip. “That guy sure runs fast,” she muttered. “Young Master Feng, you’d better learn how to open your eyes properly first.”

Her words carried a pointed meaning, her lips curling into a mocking smile as she glanced deliberately at Bai Chenchen beside him.

Without another word, she turned and followed Feng Canjiu’s retreating figure. She knew exactly where the woman was headed: to chase after the Omega.

After finally allowing herself to feel something, she couldn’t let him slip away so easily.

In the deserted alleyway beside the bar, Jiang Hengshu glared furiously at Jiang Yushu’s slightly swollen cheek. It wasn’t ugly, just red, and paired with her doe-like eyes, it made her look so pitiful and fragile.

“Damn it, is Feng Zimo out of his mind?”

Fueled by anger, Jiang Hengshu applied the ointment to his sister’s cheek with more force than necessary.

“Second Brother, be gentle,” Jiang Yushu winced. “Does this guy have a grudge against me? Why would he hit me so hard?”

Seeing his sister in pain, Jiang Hengshu panicked, nearly dropping the ointment. “I’m sorry, I’m sorry! Does it hurt, Yushu?”

“What do you think?” she snapped, rolling her eyes. “My skin isn’t as thick as that little green tea Bai Chenchen’s. How could it not hurt when that damn dog of a Male Lead hit me so hard?”

Tsk, tsk, tsk, Host, what are you up to now? the System wondered, utterly baffled by her bizarre behavior. Deliberately getting hit is one thing, but avoiding Feng Canjiu? Aren’t you trying to seduce her? This is just pushing her further away!

Before Jiang Yushu could answer, familiar footsteps, hurried and approaching, echoed through the alleyway until they stopped beside her.

Feng Canjiu took the ointment from Jiang Hengshu. “I’ll do it.”

“Feng Canjiu…”

“Second Brother, go wait for me in the car.”

Jiang Hengshu sighed inwardly. Fine, let them sort this out themselves. There’s no point in me staying here.

Seeing his little sister so miserable over this woman every day, he figured it was better for them to clear the air.

“Alright, but only fifteen minutes, okay?”

“Mm-hmm,” Feng Canjiu nodded, her voice muffled.

After Jiang Hengshu left, Feng Canjiu gently applied the cool ointment to Jiang Yushu’s cheek with her fingertips.

Five minutes later, the burning sensation on Jiang Yushu’s cheek began to subside. “The ointment’s applied. I should go now. CEO Feng knows my brother is waiting for me.”

As she turned to leave, Feng Canjiu grabbed her arm. “Do we really have to talk like this?”

“Like what?” Jiang Yushu scoffed, glancing at Feng Canjiu’s profile. “Isn’t this what you really think? You left without a word. Feng Canjiu, what do you take me for? A toy for the Feng Family?”

“I didn’t…”

“Then what do you mean?”

The usually docile Omega, as gentle as a lamb, had suddenly bared her claws, leaving the Alpha speechless.

Seeing Feng Canjiu’s stunned expression, Jiang Yushu shook her head. “There’s nothing more to say.”

She slowly pulled her arm free from Feng Canjiu’s grasp. “From now on, let’s do as you wish and keep our distance.”

Stepping away from Feng Canjiu, Jiang Yushu took a deep breath. “CEO Feng, until we meet again.”

“Don’t,” Feng Canjiu murmured, rooted to the spot. Her voice was barely audible, yet it carried clearly through the silent alley to Jiang Yushu’s ears.

Jiang Yushu paused, turning back to ask, “Don’t what?”

Her wrist was seized, and Jiang Yushu was abruptly pinned against the wall. Feng Canjiu stepped closer, their faces now only an inch apart.

Gazing intently into the Omega’s eyes, Feng Canjiu’s gaze revealed a rare vulnerability. “Don’t call me that.”

“What—” The rest of her words were cut off as the Alpha captured her lips.

Forget it. Let’s just do this. This is the Omega I love.

In the dimly lit alley, Feng Canjiu didn’t notice the subtle upward curve of the obedient Omega’s lips. Sister, now that you’ve kissed me, you’re responsible for me—for life.