Transmigrating Before The Crazy Beauty Scum A Loses Control - Chapter 17

Luan Yenan noticed that her counterpart was secretly competing with her, but she wasn’t angry. She gently held the delicate hand, as if caressing it, or perhaps playing with it.

The two of them, let alone having any emotional connection, had only just started their cooperative relationship, barely a day in.

But who could tell?

Luan Muyin, watching the affectionate atmosphere between the two, felt that the first rule of their agreement was superfluous.

Beside them, Luan Xing also smiled and said, “You two chat first, I’ll go prepare dinner.”

“Mommy, let me help you.” Zuo Baixuan quickly stood up.

Luan Yenan was still holding her hand, looking reluctant to let go.

“It’s not right for a guest to help on their first visit. The dinner is being prepared by the family chef; I just like to show off a bit by making one dish myself. You stay here and keep Yenan company.” Luan Xing stopped her.

Zuo Baixuan thought to herself, it’s precisely because she didn’t want to accompany her that she wanted to leave!

She turned to Luan Yenan: “Be good, let go of my hand. Mommy has already referred to me as a ‘guest’. If I don’t go, I won’t be able to become part of the family.”

Such a way with words.

Luan Yenan couldn’t help but smile and obediently let go of her hand.

Luan Xing then lovingly took Zuo Baixuan’s hand and led her to the kitchen, showing that she considered her part of the family.

After the two left, Luan Muyin and Luan Yenan turned to each other, their faces filled with smiles: “This girl, marriage really changes people. Xuanxuan truly has some magic.”

“You’re no different, always away from home before, now even bringing work home.” Luan Yenan casually responded, merely repeating phrases left by her former self in her diary.

But Luan Muyin sensed a complaint in her words and felt a pang of guilt.

However, Luan Yenan didn’t dwell on the matter and continued to ask, “What about the other two rules of our agreement?”

Luan Muyin composed herself and wrote down the other two requirements on a piece of paper.

The second rule required Luan Yenan to find a steady job and not idle around.

The third rule demanded that Luan Yenan use her earnings to repay the remaining five million.

Because after squandering her savings, the former Luan Yenan couldn’t endure a hard life and took out loans from banks.

These banks had cooperative relationships with the Luan family. Although they had heard rumors of a fallout between the Luan family’s eldest daughter and her family, they still processed the loans according to procedure, but Luan Muyin was informed.

Luan Yenan couldn’t help but sigh deeply after hearing this.

Not only did she not secure startup funds, but she was also forced to work to repay the debt.

Hearing Luan Yenan’s sigh, Luan Muyin immediately put on a stern expression: “If you can’t manage these, then don’t think about asking me for any startup funds.”

Just then, Zuo Baixuan came out with some fruit, hearing Luan Muyin’s demands which seemed a bit unreasonable.

She asked herself, if she had to repay five million, she wouldn’t know how long it would take.

Could the uneducated Luan Yenan really do it?

Perhaps when she couldn’t, she could offer some help.

Zuo Baixuan wasn’t sure, but it seemed like an opportunity to add chips to the betting table.

“Wash your hands and come over for dinner.” Luan Xing called out from the kitchen, interrupting their conversation.

The four quickly took their seats.

Luan Muyin served soup to Luan Xing: “Honey, you’ve worked hard.”

Luan Xing, though accustomed to it, felt a bit embarrassed in front of the children.

Luan Yenan also served a bowl to Zuo Baixuan.

“Thank you.” Zuo Baixuan reached out to take the soup.

But Luan Yenan held her wrist, bringing the soup to her: “It’s hot.”

Zuo Baixuan looked up at Luan Yenan.

Luan Yenan’s mood was genuinely good tonight, her smile never fading, her sharp features softened, leaving only beauty.

Even the fox-like cunning had disappeared, transformed into a gentle and considerate older sister, making Zuo Baixuan observe her a bit more.

Luan Yenan’s nose and well-defined jawline must have been inherited from her Alpha mother.

But apart from that, she seemed more similar to her Omega stepmother, who was not related by bl00d.

For example, when she smiled, her eyes carried warmth and friendliness.

The usual hidden scheming and the boiling madness beneath her bl00d were nowhere to be seen.

Zuo Baixuan watched for a long time until Luan Yenan served her some food, making her guiltily avert her gaze.

The two mothers smiled, watching the young couple’s harmonious interaction, feeling much more at ease.

Outside, the storm raged with thunder and lightning, but it didn’t affect the warm atmosphere inside the house.

Zuo Baixuan hadn’t felt the warmth of a family dinner in a long time.

Compared to the cold environment at her adoptive parents’ home, where meals were always prepared according to their biological son’s tastes, this place truly felt like a warm home.

She looked up and saw Luan Xing sitting across from her.

The Omega mother was smiling gently at her, the fine lines at the corners of her eyes filled with kindness.

Luan Xing had been the same in the kitchen, knowing she was nervous, not asking too much, not even making small talk, just letting her prepare some fruit.

Now, the gentle Omega mother smiled and served her a piece of fish: “Does it suit your taste? If it’s too salty or too bland, let me know, and I’ll have the kitchen adjust it next time.”

It was the first time someone asked about her taste preferences.

Zuo Baixuan had always eaten whatever was available, never picky.

At first, in her adoptive parents’ home, she often went hungry.

Later, when she started earning money, her treatment at her adoptive parents’ home improved, but she still followed their preference for heavily seasoned food.

Only when she ate alone could she enjoy lighter meals.

“It suits me.” Zuo Baixuan nodded with a smile and put the fish in her mouth.

The steamed fish had a savory and fresh taste, full of the original flavor of the fish. It was much more suited to her than the heavily battered and fried dishes at her adoptive parents’ home. A warm feeling welled up in her heart.

Luan Yenan glanced at Zuo Baixuan.

She noticed that Zuo Baixuan was completely relaxed around Luan Xing.

No wonder, in the original story, the heroine, the little white flower, ultimately chose to help Luan Yenan’s two mothers.

Because their genuine kindness towards her was a rare experience of family warmth for the little white flower.

…

The Luan family was too friendly.

And Luan Yenan didn’t do anything out of line.

So it wasn’t until Luan Xing brought them two sets of pajamas that Zuo Baixuan remembered her situation.

She was definitely staying the night, not just because the family of three was getting along so well, but also because of the dangerous thunderstorm outside that made leaving impossible.

She had to share a bed with an Alpha…

Zuo Baixuan’s back tensed.

Looking at the two sets of pajamas in Luan Xing’s hands.

One was a black cotton homewear set.

The other was a deep V-neck silk nightgown in violet.

“Thank you, Mom.” Luan Yenan placed her hand on the silk nightgown, her knuckles like branches blossoming with violet flowers.

Luan Xing was momentarily stunned by Luan Yenan’s action.

Originally, the nightgown was for Zuo Baixuan, and the cotton homewear was for Luan Yenan.

Luan Xing looked at the remaining clothes in her hand: “The cotton one, do you need me to change it for you?”

Used to hearing “take it or leave it” at her adoptive parents’ home, Zuo Baixuan shook her head lightly: “No need, I catch colds easily and prefer cotton. This one is just fine.”

Luan Xing gently patted Zuo Baixuan’s head: “Alright then, I’ll take you to your room first. Yenan has a head injury and can’t wash her hair easily, so we’ve arranged for a live-in stylist to help her. You don’t need to wait for her.”

Zuo Baixuan gripped the bag she had brought with her and followed Luan Xing: “Okay, Mommy, thank you.”

…

Zuo Baixuan was led to her room by Luan Xing.

The room was spacious, decorated in a flamboyant style, yet the atmosphere felt somewhat cold.

This was the room the Luan family had reserved for Luan Yenan. But there were almost no traces of life left in the room, resembling a carefully arranged hotel suite.

It seemed that Luan Yenan, too, was just a pitiful creature who couldn’t get the familial affection she desired.

Only, she covered her pitiful state with a detestable morbidity.

But then again, could this explain Luan Yenan’s change in attitude towards Luan Xing today?

Did that single tear mixed with bl00d truly represent repentance?

If it was acting, it was too real.

If it was genuine emotion, it came too abruptly.

What was the source of the contradictions in Luan Yenan?

From the attitudes of her two mothers today, it was clear they believed the change in Luan Yenan was due to her.

Only Zuo Baixuan knew very clearly that the turning point of the change occurred yesterday, more precisely, possibly at the moment Luan Yenan’s pheromones changed last night.

She had looked up the term.

Pheromones are related to a person’s personality and emotional state.

For someone like Luan Yenan with a perverse personality, pheromones tend to have a strong, irritating scent like chili.

The more intense the emotional fluctuations, the more pungent the chili scent.

But what did it mean for this person’s scent to suddenly change to vodka?

Not crazy anymore?

No.

Along with the scent of vodka, the image of Luan Yenan dragging the tip of the scissors across her neck was still vivid.

Her seductive smiling face also flashed in her mind, the rich scent of vodka seemed to reappear around her glands, as if trying to intoxicate her.

A sudden chill from the suppressant patch on the back of her neck startled Zuo Baixuan, quickly suppressing her curiosity and covering her neck.

The chill wasn’t from the suppressant patch cooling down.

But from her glands heating up.

Zuo Baixuan covered her face, not expecting that just thinking about her glands could provoke such a strong reaction. Perhaps she would be the one driven mad in the end.

She calmed her mind, grabbed her bag and change of clothes, and hurried into the bathroom for a quick hot shower.

After finishing.

She peeked out to make sure no one had entered before stepping out of the bathroom.

Her hair wasn’t completely dry, half-damp strands sticking to her neck, looking a bit disheveled.

But the white noise of the rain and the thick cotton homewear gave her a sense of security.

There was still some time before Luan Yenan returned, and the real game of the night was about to begin.

She sat on the bed, sent a few prearranged encrypted messages to Jiang Lingdan to report she was safe, then unilaterally deleted them.

After confirming everything was in order, she placed her phone on the nightstand and pulled out a small butter knife wrapped in a tissue from her shoulder bag, tucking it into a crevice in the bed.

More hidden than the scissors under the pillow last time.

She gently turned to her side, curling up, ensuring the small knife was within easy reach.

The air in the room flowed slowly.

Until a crisp sound came from the door, the handle turning.

Zuo Baixuan’s hands were folded on her chest, her ears perked up, alertly listening to the movements. Like an assassin in ambush, ready to strike at any moment.

The person outside walked in, slippers scraping against the floor.

They didn’t turn on the light, just moved slowly by the flash of lightning outside.

The subtle fluctuations in the air made Zuo Baixuan’s heart race.

She could tell.

In the darkness, Luan Yenan was silently laughing.

What was Luan Yenan laughing at?

Was she laughing at her for being so carefree as to fall asleep now?

No, she should be able to tell she was pretending to sleep.

The darkness had provided Zuo Baixuan with a sense of security for hiding.

But now it felt like she was exposed, naked.

Boom.

The flash of lightning lit up the room for a second.

This person’s gaze must have swept over her body again.

Her whole body tingled.

Luan Yenan’s footsteps didn’t pause due to Zuo Baixuan’s wild thoughts, and she soon lay down on the bed, leaning on the other side.

Her silence didn’t reassure Zuo Baixuan.

Every pore on Zuo Baixuan’s body was tense with anticipation.

If possible, every cell in Zuo Baixuan’s body, itching with curiosity, wanted to develop sensory vision to see what Luan Yenan was doing behind her.

Soon, a cool touch pressed against Zuo Baixuan’s back, her attention quickly focusing on the fingertip.