Transmigrating Before The Crazy Beauty Scum A Loses Control - Chapter 11

After leaving the jewelry store, the two of them put on their wedding rings, which were quite understated. They didn’t flaunt them, nor did they intentionally hide them; it was all very natural, adding a touch more authenticity to their appearance as a married couple.

They had lunch at the restaurant Zuo Baixuan had chosen, using the silence as a way to build their tacit understanding.

After ordering, Luan Yenan, who didn’t eat much, soon slowed down, occasionally casting her gaze out the window.

The restaurant was just across the street from the bustling commercial district.

Watching the lively scene across the way, the tranquility on this side was like having a god’s-eye view, offering a unique kind of charm.

In her previous life, she was so busy that she ended up owning grand mansions all over the place, with so many keys that she couldn’t even remember how many properties she had. To others, it seemed like she had everything, yet she remained constantly busy, rarely having the chance to sit aimlessly like this.

It always felt like there was a ferocious beast chasing her from behind. If she stopped, she would be swallowed by endless terror. Thus, she learned to enjoy the thrill of battling the beast.

Now, the beast that once chased her is gone.

Even if she were to become a lazy, good-for-nothing rich second generation, scheming to swindle money from her elders and putting on an act with a naive girl, choosing to live a life completely different from her past might not be so bad.

Away from the hustle and bustle, away from the strife.

Zuo Baixuan thought Luan Yenan was brewing some mischief. Glancing at her out of the corner of her eye, she noticed she was lost in thought.

Looking up at her, she saw a serene calm in her eyes.

Why does it feel like she’s the one who’s been caged for so long?

Struggling to escape, covered in wounds, only now has she regained her freedom.

But with freedom comes confusion. She has wings, she has the ability to fly, but she’s lost her purpose and direction.

But.

Luan Yenan?

How could that be? Even if her mother cut off her credit card to stop her from causing trouble, it wouldn’t contain her.

Where did this illusion come from?

Zuo Baixuan doubted her ability to read people when it came to Luan Yenan. She lowered her head to continue eating, deciding not to be curious about this woman.

…

After lunch, it was still early, and Zuo Baixuan didn’t know where to take Luan Yenan.

Fortunately, Luan Yenan didn’t ask Zuo Baixuan for suggestions this time and just walked into a nearby supermarket on her own.

The two strolled through the supermarket side by side, not even pushing a cart, just wandering aimlessly.

This kind of behavior isn’t uncommon in supermarkets. Workers from nearby companies, with nothing to do after lunch and not wanting to return to the office, often wander around, buying things they like.

But it was quite eye-catching when it involved two young, beautiful women in casual clothes.

Luan Yenan didn’t care about the stares, and Zuo Baixuan had long mastered the art of ignoring others’ gazes.

When they left, Zuo Baixuan watched as Luan Yenan carried a box of milk that was on sale to the checkout.

Even if money was tight, shouldn’t she buy something more presentable to please her parents?

Do rich people really give such practical gifts when visiting their parents?

Or maybe only Luan Yenan would bring “cheap milk” that she herself wouldn’t drink.

Such a scenario isn’t impossible for this unfilial rich second generation.

But what was even more unbelievable was what happened in the afternoon.

At four o’clock, when they were about to leave, even that box of milk was left at home.

Zuo Baixuan held back for a while but finally couldn’t resist asking as the elevator arrived: “When meeting the parents, you should bring a gift. Are you sure you want to go empty-handed?”

It was well-known in many circles that Luan Yenan had a falling out with her family.

This woman, who only wanted to swindle money from her parents, was so rude. As her newlywed wife, Zuo Baixuan felt it necessary to remind her.

“I brought a gift.” Luan Yenan turned around, her wavy hair lightly swaying, carrying the scent of hair oil.

She hadn’t been idle after returning home. Although she couldn’t wash her hair completely due to her wound, she had washed the ends.

She wasn’t completely careless.

But looking at her empty hands, there was no gift in sight.

Looking up, she saw Luan Yenan smiling and staring at her.

Zuo Baixuan understood the implication.

She’s treating me as the gift!

The reflection in the elevator wall perfectly captured Luan Yenan’s raised lips in Zuo Baixuan’s eyes.

She held back for a long time before swallowing the words that were about to attack Luan Yenan.

Don’t stoop to the level of this crazy woman!

And for these wealthy families, a wife, or even an heir, is indeed the best gift.

Otherwise, this person wouldn’t have gone through the trouble of negotiating terms with me.

Accepting this setup, Zuo Baixuan reverted to being an emotionless party B.

Always cooperating with party A, hoping to gain more leeway in the contract after this parental meeting.

In the parking lot, the black car sent by the Luan family was parked in a temporary spot.

Zuo Baixuan usually didn’t pay much attention to luxury cars, but she knew this one.

It was famous for its understated luxury.

This suggested that the Luan family elders were quite different from this rich second generation.

This relaxed her a bit, and she entered her acting mode, actively linking arms with Luan Yenan. As they entered the back seat of the luxury car, she whispered.

“I’m a bit nervous, A’Nan, what if your mom and mama don’t like me?”

The volume was just right, enough for the driver in the front to hear.

Seeing Zuo Baixuan so into her role, Luan Yenan didn’t want to let her down. She wrapped her arm around Zuo Baixuan’s shoulder, pulling her close, and even twirled a strand of her hair.

The action was so natural that Luan Yenan herself was surprised at how effortlessly she did it.

“Silly, if I like you, how could my mom not like you?” Luan Yenan smiled as she answered, paying attention to the details.

After receiving the call from the “old woman” yesterday, she had checked her contacts again.

Confirming there was no contact for the Omega stepmother.

There were no interactions on other social media platforms either.

In the morning, she spent some time using some methods to dig up the old blog and any social media accounts that might have recorded her past thoughts and daily life.

There were only a few words recorded.

But it clearly stated that the image of the Omega stepmother in her past self’s mind wasn’t great.

A former foster daughter of the Luan family.

The Luan family genealogy: “Morning respects the rituals, evening respects the universe.”

Because the grandfather, Luan Lizheng, felt that the Li generation wasn’t prosperous.

He actively adopted children to bring luck to the Mu generation, where Luan Muyin belonged.

Luan Lizheng indeed soon had another child after that.

Overjoyed, he always treated the foster daughter well.

But after the foster daughter differentiated into an Omega, due to her childhood friend Luan Muyin being an Alpha and already engaged to the Qin family through a marriage alliance.

To prevent unnecessary feelings from developing between them, he terminated the adoption and took back the Mu generation name, sending her back to her biological parents.

The daughter from the Qin family who came for the alliance was in poor health, only giving birth to the original child before passing away when she was five.

A few years later, the foster daughter suddenly had a mental breakdown.

Her biological parents couldn’t afford the medical expenses and came to the Luan family for help.

Luan Lizheng, who had just fallen out with the Qin family, wanted to do something trivial to annoy them, so he took the foster daughter back.

After a fever, the foster daughter lost her memory, and only Luan Muyin gained her trust.

The two naturally developed feelings.

Not long after, the foster daughter recovered and became the original’s stepmother.

Not to mention that the original, under Luan Lizheng’s influence, had a strong Alpha-supremacy mindset and looked down on any Omega other than her biological mother.

The stepmother’s actions, in her view, were like a cuckoo occupying a nest, and she found it disgusting.

Given this background, Luan Yenan only wanted to swindle money and had no desire to interact much with her original family. So, when she responded, she only briefly mentioned the Alpha mother.

The driver was a young female Beta.

Young, female, Beta, combining three attributes associated with low accident rates.

She herself was of a cool temperament, not easily stirred by anything she heard in the car. Hearing the conversation in the back, she just glanced in the rearview mirror to confirm they were seated properly.

But when her gaze swept over Luan Yenan, just seeing her clothing style startled her.

The young mistress is wearing a dress!

This gaze was caught by Luan Yenan, who tightened her grip and quickly looked away, dutifully starting the car.

The inertia pressed Zuo Baixuan’s body firmly against Luan Yenan’s soft frame.

Luan Yenan’s fingers continued to leisurely twirl her hair.

Unable to break free or sit up.

She gritted her teeth lightly, resigned to her fate, tilted her head, and leaned against Luan Yenan’s partially exposed shoulder, deliberately letting out a soft hum to attract attention.

The driver remained tense, showing no reaction.

Only a faint scent wafted from above.

What is this person laughing at now?

Zuo Baixuan simply turned her gaze away, looking at the sky.

The sky, clear all day, seemed to have picked up wind, with clouds moving quickly, gradually thickening.

Author’s note:

A safety reminder: When showing (speeding) love (acting), please do not attempt to attract the driver’s attention.

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!