Transmigrated Into an Ancient Famine Novel as a Scumbag Alpha (ABO, GL) - Chapter 32

Chapter 32

Jiang Jinhuang was so furious and humiliated by Ye Qing that she couldn’t possibly answer her sister’s question.

As Jiang Jinhuang’s breathing grew more rapid, on the verge of fainting, Ye Qing returned with a bundle of dry branches.

Seeing that Jiang Jinhuang was awake, Ye Qing felt a slight relief, “You’re awake? How do you feel?”

Jiang Jinhuang stared at Ye Qing intensely, tears streaming down from her eyes.

Seeing this, Ye Qing’s heart set off alarm bells. No way, had Jiang Jinhuang misunderstood her?

The next moment, Ye Qing received a prompt from System 09: “Darling, I regret to inform you, the female lead Jiang Jinhuang’s favorability has dropped by 70. Current female lead favorability: -200.”

Ye Qing felt like the sky had collapsed. All her efforts had been for nothing. She quickly dropped the branches and rushed to Jiang Jinhuang’s side.

Jiang Jinhuang’s fingers tightly gripped the edge of the blanket, veins popping on the back of her hand from the force.

“What did you do to me just now?” Jiang Jinhuang practically shouted.

Ye Qing instinctively swallowed, then explained softly, “Don’t misunderstand. I only used my scent to suppress your heat period. I didn’t do anything else. If you don’t believe me, ask Yangyang. She was there the whole time.”

Mentioning Jiang Jinyang was a mistake. As soon as Ye Qing brought her up, tears burst from Jiang Jinhuang’s eyes, “You dare mention Yangyang? Ye Qing, do you even know how to write the word shame?”

“No, don’t get upset. I only mentioned Yangyang to vouch for me!”

Ye Qing looked at the little white dumpling beside her, her eyes full of hope that the little one would speak up for her, “Yangyang, didn’t I do nothing?”

The little one was confused. She blinked her big eyes, looking at Ye Qing, then at Jiang Jinhuang, unsure how to respond.

She nodded along with Ye Qing’s words, then quickly shook her head, her little face full of conflict.

“No, no, Sister Ye, you bit Sister,” the little one said seriously, still not understanding why Sister Ye had bitten her sister.

Ye Qing wanted to cry at those words. She rubbed her forehead, inwardly wailing, “Why does this kid drop the ball at the critical moment?”

The next moment, the system’s broadcast sounded again, “Sorry, darling, the female lead Jiang Jinhuang’s favorability has dropped by 50. Current female lead favorability: -250.”

Ye Qing’s vision blurred, nearly fainting from frustration. She felt her situation perfectly matched this favorability score.

Hearing the little one’s words, Jiang Jinhuang’s tears flowed even more uncontrollably. Her voice trembled with anger, “Ye Qing, what else do you have to say? Even Yangyang saw it, and you still want to deny it?”

Taking a deep breath, Ye Qing gave Jiang Jinhuang an awkward smile and said softly, “No, Jinhuang, you have to believe me. You suddenly fainted in my arms, so I had to carry you away from the crowd and found this cave to settle in. You were burning up, and I didn’t have any pills to control your heat period. I was afraid your body couldn’t handle it, so I formed a temporary bond with you. I swear, I only bit you once to transfer my scent, and I didn’t do anything else after that.”

The little one, standing beside Ye Qing, nodded earnestly, “Yes, yes, yes!”

Jiang Jinhuang pressed her lips tightly together. She glanced at the little one, then back at Ye Qing, “You really only formed a temporary bond with me and didn’t do anything else?”

Ye Qing nodded immediately, “Really, really. Yangyang can absolutely vouch for that. I only held you to ease your discomfort, and besides letting you lean on me, I didn’t do anything else.”

The little one watched the tension between them grow, her face full of confusion. What was wrong with her sisters? What did biting mean? They were so worked up, and the little one couldn’t understand. She started tugging at the two little buns on her head again.

After a while, the little one seemed to remember something. She tugged at Jiang Jinhuang’s sleeve and whispered, “Sister, don’t be mad. Sister Ye really didn’t bully you. She only bit you once, and then you held her hand and acted cute with her.”

Hearing the little one’s words, Jiang Jinhuang’s heart became even more tangled.

She looked down at the little one, her voice gentle but tinged with helplessness, “Yangyang, you’re still young and don’t understand these things. What’s between me and Ye Qing, you don’t need to worry about.”

The little one nodded, half-understanding, but her eyes were still full of confusion. She looked at Ye Qing, then at her sister, muttering softly, “But Sister Ye really didn’t bully you…”

Hearing the little one’s words, Ye Qing felt a slight relief.

She seized the chance and said to Jiang Jinhuang, “Jinhuang, what Yangyang said is true. I know you didn’t want to bond with me, but under these conditions, that was the only way I could think of to help you through your heat period. I swear I didn’t touch you, I won’t now, and I won’t in the future. I just wanted to help you.”

Ye Qing’s face was full of sincerity. She was telling the truth. In her past life in the apocalypse, she had long since grown indifferent to love and romance. She wasn’t interested in those things; she just wanted to survive.

Jiang Jinhuang lowered her head slightly. Since Yangyang saw everything and only mentioned Ye Qing biting her, it was likely that Ye Qing had only formed a temporary bond. But Jiang Jinhuang still couldn’t get past her own emotional hurdle.

Her bonding mark had actually been touched by Ye Qing, whom she despised, and her body still carried Ye Qing’s scent. Just thinking about it made Jiang Jinhuang feel deeply uncomfortable.

Her body trembled slightly. Jiang Jinhuang took a deep breath, trying to keep her voice calm, “I want to be alone for a while. Yangyang, you go rest too.”

After speaking, Jiang Jinhuang lay down exhausted, burying herself entirely in the blanket, unwilling to say another word.

Ye Qing opened her mouth, wanting to explain more, but seeing Jiang Jinhuang’s weary state, she nodded, “Alright, you rest first. Yangyang and I won’t disturb you. Call me if you need anything.”

Ye Qing winked at the little one, signaling her to return to her spot.

The little one didn’t go back to her blanket. Instead, she obediently followed Ye Qing to the fire, watching intently as Ye Qing added branches to it.

Meanwhile, Jiang Jinhuang buried herself in the blanket and closed her eyes.

Her heart was filled with complex emotions—anger and distress. She knew Ye Qing’s words were likely true. Otherwise, when she was unconscious, Ye Qing could have formed a permanent bond, making her a dependent. But Ye Qing hadn’t done that.

She had even saved her. If her scent had leaked on the road, who knows how many Qianyuan would have come after her. But even so, Jiang Jinhuang was still angry that Ye Qing had touched her bonding mark.

At the same time, Ye Qing squatted by the fire, thinking about her -250 favorability score with a sense of helplessness.

She looked at the little one beside her and gave a bitter smile, “Yangyang, you almost made things worse just now.”

The little one blinked, looking innocent, “Sister Ye, did I say something wrong?”

Ye Qing sighed, rubbing the little one’s head, “No, but that ‘biting’ comment was enough to get me in trouble.”

The little one didn’t understand. She tugged at her little buns, messing up her hair, still unsure what her sisters were so worried about.

After adding more branches, Ye Qing turned to look at the little one and saw her messy buns and dirt on her face.

Ye Qing was amused by the little one’s appearance. She went to the cart to get a cloth, poured some water from a gourd to wet it, and then wiped the little one’s face clean.

She looked at the little one’s buns and said, “I’ll fix your hair. It’s all messy.”

“Okay!” The little one nodded cutely, her big eyes looking at Ye Qing. At some point, she had stopped being afraid of Ye Qing.

Maybe it was because Ye Qing pushed her along every day, or gave her tasty food, or because this time, Ye Qing had anxiously carried her sister to save her. Those moments were etched in the little one’s mind. She felt Sister Ye was now as reliable as her sister, both good people!

The little one obediently tilted her head, waiting for Ye Qing to fix her hair. Ye Qing was quick, smoothing the little one’s hair with her hands and then swiftly tying it into two cute buns.

“All done. Go play,” Ye Qing said with a smile to the little one.

The little one thought for a moment, then hugged Ye Qing, comforting her like a little adult, “Sister Ye, don’t be sad. Sister will stop being mad soon.”

Ye Qing hugged the little one back, “Alright, I’m not sad. I’ll rest with you for a bit, okay?”

“Okay,” the little one agreed generously.

So Ye Qing went to the little one’s spot, and they rested together under the blanket.

It was still some time before evening, and Ye Qing planned to rest before making dinner. Thinking about her favorability score made her want to cry.

But Ye Qing also noticed a loophole. If Jiang Jinhuang’s favorability had dropped so much, starting from -250 should make it easier to raise it back up. Didn’t that mean she could earn more favorability points to exchange for supplies?

The system seemed to sense Ye Qing’s thoughts and poured cold water on her, “Dream on, darling. Favorability that drops and then rises back doesn’t count. You need to raise the female lead’s favorability back to -130 before you can earn points to exchange for supplies again. Of course, the 10 favorability points you saved up earlier can still be used anytime.”

Ye Qing sighed deeply. Fine, she had no way to cheat the system. Its rules were too perfect.

While Ye Qing lay in the blanket, feeling hopeless and sighing, Jiang Jinhuang’s brow was tightly furrowed.

The heat in her body, which had just subsided, was rising again. Gradually, Jiang Jinhuang felt like her body was being scorched by fire. The faint green grape wine scent in her body was like a drop in the bucket, only making her feel hotter and thirstier.

Jiang Jinhuang’s rationality hadn’t collapsed yet. She bit her lower lip hard to keep from making a sound. She knew it would be easy to feel better. Since she had already formed a temporary bond with Ye Qing, another bite to transfer more scent would do the trick.

But Jiang Jinhuang would never allow herself to do that. She refused to become a puppet controlled by desire.