Transmigrated Before the Scum A Tortured the Female Lead (GL) - Chapter 8
Undoubtedly, Song Jiao was familiar with Xu Jinzhao’s pheromone scent.
It was a highly aggressive spiciness, mixed with wormwood, tobacco, and other hard-to-describe stimulating spice aromas. When Xu Jinzhao’s estrus period arrived, this scent would become so strong that it made people nauseous.
She instinctively received and analyzed the Alpha’s emotional signals from it, those dark thoughts hidden beneath the beautiful exterior, and the strong possessiveness of a beast towards its mate.
But seemingly overnight, Xu Jinzhao smelled completely different.
It was like walking on a beach washed by layers of waves, with a moist and slightly salty wind blowing in your face. It was the vastness and tolerance of the ocean, full of vitality in the tranquility.
There was also the unique fresh and sweet fragrance of citrus, mixed with the slightly astringent herbal aroma of orange peel and the sweetness of juicy pulp, refreshing, gentle, and with a tempting sweetness on the tip of the tongue.
The wisps of scent left on the note paper were not enough for Song Jiao to be sure, but the collar closest to the scent glands was clearly also stained with this wonderful and complex fragrance.
Doubts arose in her heart. How could a person’s pheromones change so drastically?
The browser page quickly gave the search results, and Song Jiao concentrated on screening useful information from them.
The search results showed that there were indeed many precedents for changes in Alpha pheromone scents.
If the body suffered major trauma, such as a car accident, fall, serious illness, or if life changes led to significant fluctuations in mental or personality states, it was possible for pheromone scents to mutate.
Song Jiao silently let out a breath, unable to tell what her mood was.
Xu Jinzhao was still the same Xu Jinzhao, not replaced by any identical twin sister.
Xu Jinzhao slept soundly until it was dark. When she opened her eyes, the room was pitch black.
At this moment, her mind was still a little unclear, and she forgot where she was. She fumbled for her phone in her pocket.
The feel of the old-fashioned smartphone was of course different from the one Xu Jinzhao was used to. She didn’t react for a moment, only thinking slowly and confusedly: Strange, the phone seems to have become smaller.
The phone was held in mid-air, and her fingertip had tapped the back several times without unlocking it. Xu Jinzhao gradually woke up from the chaos and recalled what had happened to her.
Of course it couldn’t be unlocked.
In the strange era background in which [Xu Jinzhao] was currently located, smartphones had not yet been fully popularized, let alone the application of fingerprint unlocking.
Xu Jinzhao groped and pressed the side power button, and the cold white light made her squint subconsciously.
1:07 a.m.
She sat up and, with the help of the phone’s backlight, staggered upstairs back to her bedroom.
Her clothes were wrinkled from sleeping. Xu Jinzhao yawned and took a shower, changed into a comfortable nightgown, and fell headlong into the soft bed.
When she woke up again, the morning light outside the window was faint.
Xu Jinzhao stretched, spreading out her bones that had been softened by sleep all night.
She walked to the window, but as soon as she opened a crack, she was shivered by the early autumn morning breeze, and immediately closed the window again, but she was refreshed.
After washing up and tidying herself up, it was a little after 6 a.m.
Having missed dinner because of oversleeping, Xu Jinzhao’s stomach was growling with hunger, and she decided to go out to buy some breakfast.
Electronic payment was still nowhere to be found. She took her wallet and phone and went out. Not far from the residence was a planned internal small commercial street.
Following the original owner’s memory, Xu Jinzhao went to the best-tasting place to pack some steamed dumplings and soy milk, and went to the shop next door to buy two servings of crab roe wontons. She actually felt a bit amused by the novelty of paying in cash.
Having promised to take Song Jiao back to school yesterday, Xu Jinzhao guessed that she should be up.
Sure enough, as soon as Xu Jinzhao entered the living room, she saw the Omega standing in front of the refrigerator, probably about to make breakfast for herself.
Xu Jinzhao raised the breakfast bag in her hand to Song Jiao: “Come eat.”
She didn’t want the Omega, who was still recovering from a cold, to work hard to cook again, so she deliberately used a commanding tone. Song Jiao paused slightly, didn’t show any resistance, and walked over obediently.
Xu Jinzhao put the breakfast bag on the dining table and, when she came back after washing her hands, Song Jiao had already taken out the breakfast boxes and the accompanying disposable tableware and placed them neatly, sitting quietly waiting for her.
The words “You can eat first” came to her lips, but she swallowed them back because they didn’t fit her character.
Xu Jinzhao pulled out the dining chair and sat opposite Song Jiao.
Compared to the cold long dining table in the old mansion, where the main and subordinate positions were clearly defined, and the mental tension like a trial when facing Xu Boyang, although the atmosphere was a bit strange at the moment, it also contrasted a bit of warmth of daily family life.
The steamed dumplings were filled with thin skins, juicy and delicious, and the hot crab roe wontons were also so fresh that they made you want to eat more, which was very worthy of their price.
Xu Jinzhao ate happily, unconsciously showing relaxation and ease in her eyes and eyebrows.
She didn’t restrain her long hair, but simply tidied it up in the morning, letting it fall loosely and curl on her shoulders, revealing a comfortable and casual charm.
Song Jiao glanced at her satisfied face, and those slightly sharp eyebrows were stretched out. In the eyes that usually cast hidden desires, there was a simple and innocent joy.
A napkin was pushed to Xu Jinzhao’s hand.
Xu Jinzhao looked up blankly, surprised to open her eyes wide to look at Song Jiao.
The Omega’s beautiful face had a timid expression. Her eyes were extremely beautiful, the outer corners of her eyes were born slightly drooping, showing natural purity and innocence, and the skin under the corners of her eyes was flushed slightly, both pitiful and indescribably charming.
She lowered her head slightly, only raising these beautiful eyes to look over, her white fingertips pointed above her cheek.
Xu Jinzhao subconsciously raised her hand and touched the same spot, feeling a little dumpling soup.
She blushed a little, shifted her gaze, picked up the napkin and wiped her cheek randomly, muttering, “Oh, thank you…”
Song Jiao lowered her eyes and continued to eat breakfast.
Xu Jinzhao, who was seen being silly and greedy, was a little embarrassed. After eating quickly, she picked up her lunch box and fled into the kitchen.
The kitchen countertops were wiped very clean, and the kitchenware Xu Jinzhao had used had also been washed and placed.
She knew very well that the cleaners hired by [Xu Jinzhao] came every three days. Yesterday was not the time for home service, so it could only be Song Jiao who cleaned up.
Xu Jinzhao’s mood was a bit complicated. Song Jiao had just recovered from her fever…
She couldn’t help but feel a little guilty, cursing [Xu Jinzhao] again for being rich but not doing human things, expecting her beautiful wife to serve her in everything, and not even hiring a long-term housekeeper, simply a human scum.
Xu Jinzhao threw the empty lunch box into the trash can and didn’t dare to look at Song Jiao when she went out.
She went to wash her hands and rinse her mouth, and carefully washed her face, thinking that she had to hire a housekeeper to take care of the chores.
When Song Jiao came back from the bathroom, Xu Jinzhao was about to mention this, but suddenly remembered a plot in “Jiao Jiao.”
That was after Song Jiao was locked at home and not allowed to go out. [Xu Jinzhao] brought an old woman, ostensibly to take care of Song Jiao’s daily life, but actually to monitor Song Jiao’s movements.
Song Jiao knew this very well and watched the person wandering around her with cold eyes.
Later, the other party even tampered with Song Jiao’s diet to facilitate [Xu Jinzhao]’s evil deeds, a henchman who helped the tyrant.
Song Jiao, such a smart and thoughtful person, would definitely not trust the housekeeper hired by Xu Jinzhao.
At that time, not only would it not reduce her burden, but it would also make her feel depressed and uneasy.
Thinking of this, Xu Jinzhao said, “Find a full-time housekeeper another day, one who is skilled and hardworking.”
After Song Jiao looked at her, she added.
“This is originally the responsibility of an Omega. You are the mistress of this house now, you have to take care of the house.”
Xu Jinzhao felt a little uncomfortable saying this, but it was indeed the kind of high-level talk that [Xu Jinzhao] would make. To completely dispel Song Jiao’s doubts, she had to follow the original owner’s way of speaking to make things convenient for Song Jiao.
Song Jiao answered obediently, “Okay, I’ll find a housekeeper on the weekend.”
Today was Friday, which meant it would be tomorrow or the day after.
“I’ll drive you in a while,” Xu Jinzhao stared at the decorative vase on the dining table as if nothing had happened. “I’ll arrange for someone to fix your bathroom door.”
Xu Jinzhao heard a low “hmm” from the opposite side.
The voice was as usual, soft and sweet, like a feather lightly falling on the tip of someone’s heart.
Author’s Notes:
Jiao Jiao, you’re really good at acting.
Pretending to be obedient is an essential survival skill for a little wildcat. However, cat paws and cat punches are also necessary.