Transmigrating Before The Crazy Beauty Scum A Loses Control - Chapter 28

Luan Xing stood in the parking lot, silently watching as two young women got into a car.

Once inside, the two drew close, whispering to each other, their happy demeanor sending ripples through her heart, and her eyes moistened in response.

Seeing Luan Xing like this, Luan Muyin grew anxious and quickly wrapped an arm around her wife’s shoulders: “Xingxing, what’s wrong? Even Yenan has started calling you ‘Mom,’ so why are you crying more often now? Have these years been too hard on you?”

“Not hard at all, I’m just happy. I don’t know what’s come over me. It feels like all my wishes have been fulfilled, like I’m completely content.” Luan Xing wiped the corner of her eye with her finger and smiled, leaning into her wife’s soft embrace.

She recalled the first hug she felt after waking up from her serious illness. The warmth in her heart matched the contentment she spoke of.

Luan Muyin took a deep breath, catching a faint scent of osmanthus, and immediately grew anxious, tightening her arms around Luan Xing: “Xingxing, why do your words sound so ominous? No, you’re not allowed to talk like that anymore. We still have to travel the world, see all its sights. We have to watch Yenan’s children be born and hear them call us ‘Grandma.’ We might even retire early and welcome our second spring.”

“Ah, I was just being sentimental for a moment. Why are you taking it so seriously?” Luan Xing quickly covered Luan Muyin’s mouth to stop her from getting more earnest and carried away.

But Luan Muyin grabbed Luan Xing’s hand and continued: “Your pheromones were very unstable for a while before your illness, and they stabilized afterward. Why have they started fluctuating again these past few days? I should schedule an appointment to check your pheromones.”

“Pheromones are naturally affected by emotions. I’m just happy for them.”

“Then I’ll make an appointment for you anyway Luan Muyin insisted.

“Alright, alright, make the appointment. Shouldn’t we head back now? You don’t want to be late for your video conference Luan Xing urged, pushing Luan Muyin toward the car.

The two mothers drove off.

Almost simultaneously, Luan Yenan started her car.

Vroom—

Amid the roar of the engine, Zuo Baixuan received a message from Jiang Lingdan.

After reading it, she looked up as the car stopped at an intersection, encountering its first red light.

When she turned her head, she met Luan Yenan’s gaze.

Luan Yenan noticed the subtle change in Zuo Baixuan’s demeanor during the few seconds she spent reading the message. She looked away, waiting for Zuo Baixuan to speak.

After a couple of breaths, Zuo Baixuan made a request: “Since I’m cooperating with you now, this should count as overtime, right? Can I ask for some overtime pay?”

“Of course. Do you want more shares?”

Who wants shares that are still up in the air?

Even telecom scammers aren’t as bold as you!

“No shares. I just want to exchange a request with you Zuo Baixuan sat up straight.

“What request?”

“One that won’t harm your personal interests.”

Luan Yenan’s fingers tapped lightly on the steering wheel, a smile tugging at the corner of her lips.

She’s picked up the art of being mysterious quite quickly.

At the next red light, Luan Yenan glanced at the phone in Zuo Baixuan’s hand and then at Zuo Baixuan herself.

Bathed in the afternoon sunlight, her nose and arms glowed, almost radiant.

“Not harming my interests—that’s quite a broad statement. It almost sounds like you think you could harm me in some way now. Do you no longer see yourself as a caged bird, a golden canary?”

“You never intended to treat me like a caged bird or a golden canary, did you?” Zuo Baixuan shot back.

Didn’t I?

Luan Yenan looked away, her gaze flickering to the reflection in the mirror, where Zuo Baixuan’s image was indistinct.

She lightly ran her tongue over her teeth.

The thought of turning the female lead into a caged bird, a golden canary, made her heart skip a beat.

It did sound kind of interesting.

But the idea only lingered for a second before she dismissed it.

“So now you’re making blind box requests? If you don’t specify the details, how can you be sure I’ll keep my promise later?”

“Because you’ve kept your promises so far. If I’m wrong, then I’ll accept the consequences Zuo Baixuan nodded slightly, as if giving Luan Yenan high praise.

Luan Yenan didn’t respond, just smiled silently, somewhat pleased.

Capitalists are cunning.

But high-level capitalists prefer to play sophisticated games rather than resort to cheap tricks.

And capitalists like Luan Yenan, who enjoy the art of manipulation, relish making their opponents speechless within the rules they control.

Keeping promises is her compulsion, her way of adding spice to life.

“Alright, even if it’s a blind box, it’s an equal exchange. I agree Luan Yenan started the car again.

Zuo Baixuan leaned back with the inertia, relaxing her body.

She glanced at Luan Yenan’s sharply defined profile, feeling like she was starting to understand Luan Yenan’s temperament and style.

This cunning fox didn’t fuss over minor details when it came to something interesting.

For example, someone as shrewd as her surely knew that blind boxes were only a mystery to the buyer, while the seller’s profit depended entirely on their conscience.

Throughout the ride, Luan Yenan didn’t ask Zuo Baixuan anything more about the blind box request.

Similarly, Zuo Baixuan didn’t ask about their destination.

But after about half an hour, she noticed the surroundings becoming increasingly unfamiliar. The towering buildings gradually gave way to natural landscapes.

Grasslands?

Farmland?

The cars around them shifted from commuter vehicles to trucks, and eventually, there was nothing but wilderness.

Given the high population density of Jing City, even the outskirts shouldn’t look like this.

How could driving for half an hour from the city center lead to such a desolate place?

Zuo Baixuan instinctively tightened her grip on the seatbelt.

Soon, a loud “vroom” caught her attention.

A bright yellow sports car sped past on the left lane.

Another “vroom.”

A flashy purple sports car followed closely, trying to overtake on the right.

The yellow car refused to yield, even swerving to block.

The two cars jostled for position, neither giving an inch.

They soon disappeared from view, leaving Luan Yenan’s steady-paced car behind.

The thrilling scene of street racing reminded Zuo Baixuan of the campus rumors about Luan Yenan’s group of racing enthusiast friends.

A bunch of rich kids who spent money on professional and amateur racing teams, often gathering at suburban racetracks for fun with fast cars and beautiful companions.

They were amateur racers themselves.

Luan Yenan was notorious for being both unskilled and enthusiastic, with various jokes about her circulating on forums, shared by Jiang Lingdan.

The destination of this trip was becoming clear.

Zuo Baixuan released her grip on the seatbelt and looked at Luan Yenan, who was calmly holding the steering wheel, her curiosity piqued.

How could she possibly scam money here? She could think of plenty of ways Luan Yenan might continue to rack up debt.

Driving east along the highway, they finally spotted a massive racetrack nestled among lush trees.

From a distance, the racetrack resembled a shopping mall, except the glass walls were adorned with car brand logos, nothing else.

The blank walls were spray-painted with giant racing graffiti.

Hot air balloons floated nearby, their banners and ribbons fluttering with the words “Luosheng International Racetrack.”

As they drew closer, the surrounding trees gave way to a visible fence, revealing the racetrack in its entirety.

Through the metal mesh fence, they could see the large spectator stands in the distance, filled with onlookers watching the exciting races.

Below the stands, dust swirled, and the atmosphere was electric.

Even before entering the parking lot, the roar of engines was deafening, more intense than on the highway, accompanied by the screech of tires against the ground, sending shivers down the spine.

Luan Yenan followed the signs and parked near the entrance, surrounded by luxury cars, supercars, and at the very least, entry-level sports cars.

Only Luan Yenan’s modest sedan, a hand-me-down from their mothers, stood out like a sore thumb.

This was to be expected.

It was a weekday, after all. Those who had the leisure to drive out to this remote area to watch races were either in unique professions or had some wealth to spare.

Not to mention, the racetrack and the car brands it hosted naturally showcased luxury cars at the entrance as a display of prestige.

Those who dared to park their expensive cars near the entrance were either potential investors or wealthy heirs with time and money to burn—none of them ordinary.

Even if a “commoner” happened to wander in, they wouldn’t park a car worth a couple hundred thousand next to ones worth tens of millions like Luan Yenan did.

After all, they’d have to consider whether their insurance could cover any scratches or dents.

Luan Yenan, however, remained unfazed. She had no particular requirements for a commuter car and didn’t feel inferior just because her car wasn’t as flashy as others.

Well, to be precise.

Luan Yenan was the type of person who, no matter the circumstances, would never feel “inferior” to anyone.

In fact, before getting out of the car, she casually remarked, “I wonder if our moms bothered to get insurance for this car.”

For a moment, Zuo Baixuan thought Luan Yenan’s earlier mention of “trading her life for money” and “scamming money” might have referred to insurance fraud.

But surely not. This woman was crazy, not stupid.

As Luan Yenan and Zuo Baixuan stepped out of the car, two men were arguing nearby.

One had yellow highlights in his hair, the other purple, both as eye-catching as their bright yellow and flashy purple sports cars.

They didn’t care about the onlookers, continuing to argue over the outcome of their race.

They were debating whether reaching the parking lot first or getting out of the car first counted as a win, all while dropping lines like, “I just got the deeds to two villas in the Second Ring Road—do I need your Third Ring Road apartment?” and “I own six beachfront properties in the South District—it’s not like I can’t afford to lose.”

Whether they were arguing or just showing off their wealth was anyone’s guess.

Zuo Baixuan’s gaze swept past them briefly before she quickly moved to Luan Yenan’s side, taking the initiative to link arms with her.

Luan Yenan flicked her hair over her shoulder, making room for Zuo Baixuan to rest her head.

Zuo Baixuan glanced at her and leaned in.

When Zuo Baixuan was willing to cooperate, as the “contractor she was remarkably considerate.

Even if someone had sent paparazzi to follow them, all they’d find was evidence of their affection.

But before the two could fully immerse themselves in the moment, the arguing men interrupted.

“Isn’t this the famous Miss Luan of Jing City? Your car is quite understated—I almost didn’t recognize you the yellow-haired man rasped, his voice rough from too much smoking and drinking, drawing everyone’s attention to Luan Yenan.

“The car isn’t the main point. What’s interesting is that even your taste in Omegas has changed. Miss Luan, you really know how to have fun!” the purple-haired man added, his voice even more grating.

Zuo Baixuan frowned slightly.

These Alphas always seemed to treat Omegas as objects, which was utterly revolting.

Luan Yenan listened to the two men’s tone and pondered for a moment. Although the original owner of this body had a casual approach to friendships, after her family’s decline, most of her so-called friends had drifted away. Among the remaining contacts in her phone and social media accounts, there was no trace of these two individuals.

It seemed they were newcomers to the Jing City social circle, thinking they could gain attention by stepping on others’ reputations.

Just like their earlier “unintentional” displays of wealth, it was all rather childish.

Luan Yenan ignored them and gently shook Zuo Baixuan’s hand. “This place is considered a high-end venue. People like them are the minority. Just stick with me later, and there’s no need to worry.”

Her tone carried a hint of the emotion that had nearly been interrupted earlier.

The tenderness in her voice was so palpable that even Luan Yenan herself found it somewhat unbelievable.

Those around them felt a flutter in their hearts at the sound.

The name “Miss Luan” was well-known in these circles. Even if people didn’t recognize her face, hearing those four words would immediately conjure up the image of the legendary figure.

Many wealthy heirs from out of town, when inquiring about the prominent figures in Jing City, would hear about Miss Luan’s scandals as the first thing.

But why was the rumored crazy, scummy Alpha acting like this?!

Both the yellow-haired and purple-haired men were momentarily stunned.

They knew Luan Yenan’s family was not to be trifled with, and she herself was a lunatic who had done many notorious things.

But that was it.

After all, she had sold confidential “front-end” information, ruined a major deal for her company, and had a falling out with her family, which had become a laughingstock.

The truly powerful heirs in the circle didn’t take her seriously.

Although both men were from out-of-town families, their families’ influence was somewhat inferior to the Luan family’s, but their networks were complex. If their elders met, they would still show mutual respect and restraint, but among the second generation, there was no real need to give face.

They hadn’t expected all their provocations to be met with silence, not even a ripple.

Zuo Baixuan was also puzzled by Luan Yenan’s attitude. Or rather, she didn’t understand the dynamics of the wealthy heirs’ circle.

Her ears turned red from the gentle whispers.

She covered her mouth with her hand and whispered, “Don’t we need to build good relationships with people in the circle?”

“Do they even qualify as people in the circle? We don’t need to build relationships with those who don’t know how to respect others. Especially those who disrespect my wife—aren’t they slapping me in the face?” Luan Yenan spoke at a normal volume, not bothering to hide her words.

The natural intimidation of a top-tier Alpha, combined with her aura, instantly silenced the two troublemakers.

Luan Yenan took the opportunity to wrap her arm around Zuo Baixuan’s waist and led her toward the racetrack’s main building.

The onlookers were baffled but couldn’t help marveling at the scene.

As for the yellow-haired and purple-haired men, their faces twitched.

The bystanders hadn’t expected Luan Yenan’s reaction.

Neither had the two men.

They had thought that a marginalized Alpha, stripped of her inheritance and on the verge of being kicked out of her family, wouldn’t have such composure.

They had imagined this lunatic might suddenly charge at them and start a fight, which would make for a great headline.

After all, they were both A-level Alphas, and taking her down wouldn’t be a problem.

They had also imagined that this marginalized heiress might swallow her anger and behave. In that case, they could enjoy the sight of her helpless rage.

But they hadn’t expected that after being mocked, they would be the ones left seething.

“Damn it!” The yellow-haired man cursed loudly, but by then, the couple had already walked away.

His shout only scared off the onlookers who had been hoping for some drama.

The purple-haired man, however, rubbed his hands together. “Let’s go and see what makes Luan Yenan so arrogant. It’ll add some fun to the day. Besides, her Omega is quite pretty—the innocent type, just my taste.”

The yellow-haired man, despite his frustration, felt a growing sense of unease.

…

Luan Yenan and Zuo Baixuan left the parking lot and entered the commercial area of the racetrack.

Zuo Baixuan, visiting for the first time, found it all quite novel.

There wasn’t a particularly serious competitive atmosphere, nor was there any sign of decadent indulgence.

It felt like an ordinary leisure venue.

There were fast-food options for regular people, affordable restaurants, and snacks like cotton candy and candied hawthorns.

There were coffee shops, milk tea stores, and dessert shops to pass the time.

Of course, there were also higher-end themed restaurants for specific car brands, catering to their VIP customers.

But since the focus here was on racing culture rather than food, the gap between ordinary people and the wealthy wasn’t as stark as it had been in the parking lot.

However, for the truly wealthy, it was a different story.

Luan Yenan led Zuo Baixuan to an outer walkway. At the end of the walkway was a shuttle service area.

Those with super VIP status would take the shuttle from here to the stands, where they would be escorted to a special super VIP viewing area.

“Hello, please show your tickets said a male and female Beta staff member in professional security uniforms and sunglasses, standing at the end of the walkway with polite smiles.

“No tickets Luan Yenan replied.

The two staff members were momentarily stunned.

Zuo Baixuan also glanced at Luan Yenan.

Was she really here to scam money, trying to get through by showing her face without even buying tickets?

But the staff clearly didn’t recognize Luan Yenan.

Although they hadn’t been working here long, they were sharp enough to land this high-paying, low-stress job.

Even if Luan Yenan had shown up in cheap flip-flops and shorts, they would have treated her with respect.

But before they could use their prepared script to confirm the situation with Luan Yenan, an untimely, raspy laugh interrupted.

“Hilarious! Is this the extent of Miss Luan’s power? Can’t even afford shuttle tickets? Even if your family kicked you out, surely you’re not that down and out, are you?”

The yellow-haired man walked over, convinced that Luan Yenan had been ostracized by the Jing City wealthy heirs’ circle. Otherwise, how could such a trivial thing as shuttle tickets stop her?

The purple-haired man behind him remained silent but shamelessly eyed Zuo Baixuan, raising an eyebrow when their gazes met.

He thought to himself, this girl might look pure and innocent, but since she’s with the infamous Luan Yenan, she might be open to others.

The look made Zuo Baixuan uncomfortable, and she instinctively hid behind Luan Yenan.

Luan Yenan naturally raised her arm, pulling Zuo Baixuan to her side, and glanced at them.

“Small-time thugs she commented lightly.

When her gaze swept over them, the aura was so strong that the purple-haired man frowned slightly, sensing something was off.

When Alphas faced each other, there was a natural territorial instinct, and competing for an Omega was part of it.

As an A-level Alpha, he should have felt aggressive, but instead, he felt intimidated by Luan Yenan.

He had heard before that Luan Yenan’s pheromones were strange—top-tier S-level and aggressive. Was that why?

This made him shrink back and avert his gaze.

Being labeled as a villain out of nowhere made the yellow-haired man’s mouth twist in anger. “I dyed my hair like this to look like an anime protagonist, not a thug!”

His explanation only made him seem weaker.

Luan Yenan didn’t even bother to respond, not even giving him a glance.

This infuriated the yellow-haired man, who was about to retort.

The two staff members quickly stepped in to mediate.

The male staff member first asked the yellow-haired and purple-haired men for their tickets.

The yellow-haired man immediately produced his tickets. “Of course we know you need tickets for the shuttle, unlike some people.”

His words left the female staff member momentarily at a loss for how to respond.

Zuo Baixuan noticed the change in the female staff member’s expression and then caught a glimpse of the content on her work tablet.

Just moments ago, when the yellow-haired man had shouted “Miss Luan” the two staff members had exchanged a look and quickly checked the guest list on their tablets.

Miss Luan was indeed on the list.

[Luan Yenan, invited by: Luo Yun.]

Luo Yun.

Zuo Baixuan had heard this name before.

Although not as frequently mentioned on forums as Luan Yenan’s, it was still somewhat famous.

The gossip was everywhere, with Omegas who had dated her becoming emotionally wrecked.

Not for any other reason, but because Luo Yun’s “Luo” was the same as the “Luo” in Luosheng International Racetrack—a genuinely desirable marriage partner.

Zuo Baixuan leaned against Luan Yenan’s arm and smiled at the two men who had already boarded the shuttle. “Is it possible that some people really can get by just by showing their face, without needing tickets? Maybe tickets are just for those who aren’t important enough.”

The purple-haired man was struck by the innocent smile of the pure-looking girl. He felt like he was falling in love—until he saw Luan Yenan’s gaze.

The murderous intent in her eyes was unmistakable, cutting off all his romantic fantasies.

If he dared to look any longer, it felt like she would gouge his eyes out.

The purple-haired man gritted his teeth, trying not to be intimidated by such a simple look from Luan Yenan.

But in the end, he had to close his eyes against the blinding sunlight.

The yellow-haired man, hearing Zuo Baixuan’s words, frowned. He looked at Luan Yenan, wondering what trick she had up her sleeve to make her Omega so confident.

After warning the purple-haired man, Luan Yenan turned back with a smile. “You figured it out, huh?”

“Were you planning to keep it as a surprise? After this morning and noon, it’s hard to surprise me now Zuo Baixuan said honestly.

Luan Yenan’s beautiful eyes narrowed slightly as she smiled. “Is that so? You’re growing. I’m looking forward to it.”

Looking forward to what?

Zuo Baixuan looked up at Luan Yenan’s smile, feeling like she was brewing something, waiting for her.

The female staff member waited for their whispered conversation to end before bowing and gesturing. “Please board the shuttle.”

The two men on the shuttle were even more confused.

“Can they really board without tickets?” The yellow-haired man looked at the male staff member in disbelief.

Before coming to Jing City, his elders had warned him that the city had many rules, and he should follow them and not cause trouble.

But here was someone blatantly breaking the rules right in front of him.

The male staff member smiled politely. “They’re boarding a different shuttle.”

The yellow-haired man touched the leather seats, feeling slightly better.

Then he watched as the female staff member led Luan Yenan and Zuo Baixuan to a silver four-wheel-drive sports car with a special license plate parked further away.

A dedicated driver appeared and opened the door.

The convertible top of the sports car folded down.

The seats, designed by a renowned foreign designer and hand-stitched from rare leather, gleamed in the sunlight.

The expensive leather cushions were unceremoniously wrinkled as Luan Yenan and Zuo Baixuan sat down.

This car had been quietly parked here all along—a limited edition model from the famous F brand.

The yellow-haired man recognized it immediately. He had thought it was just a display piece for the racetrack’s wealthy owner, but now it was being used to chauffeur Luan Yenan.

With a satisfying roar, the convertible drove off.

The male staff member, seeing the yellow-haired man’s incredulous expression, kindly explained, “That car belongs to our boss. They were invited by her.”

The yellow-haired and purple-haired men exchanged glances, both taking a sharp breath.

They suddenly realized how wrong their earlier assumptions had been.

Jing City was a place with rules, but those rules were for others to follow.

Above all the rules were the people who made them.

“Did we just offend her?” The purple-haired man recalled Luan Yenan’s gaze and shuddered.

The yellow-haired man realized that his entire trip to Jing City had started off on the wrong foot.

He ruffled his hair in frustration. “I don’t know. But we’re here to build a relationship with Boss Luo. We shouldn’t need to fear Luan Yenan that much. Let’s take it one step at a time. If necessary, we’ll apologize sincerely. It’s not like a few jokes would create an irreparable rift, right?”

The purple-haired man wiped the fine sweat from his forehead, not daring to look at her Omega again.

…

Vroom—

Whoosh—

“Wow!!”

“New record!”

The roar of the racing cars created explosive sounds as they sped through the air.

The winning car crossed the finish line with a razor-thin margin, and the electronic display showed the time followed by the words “New Record” igniting the crowd’s enthusiasm.

A short-haired woman sat in the central VIP stand, holding a glass of champagne and swirling it gently.

She wore a black T-shirt, heavy smoky eye makeup, and purple lipstick. A thin, elegant cigarette dangled from her lips as she looked at the electronic screen with satisfaction.

A staff member in black approached her and whispered, “Boss Luo, Luan Yenan has arrived in the sports car you arranged.”

The woman tilted her head, blowing a puff of smoke upward, her bangs fluttering.

“She just got in the car without saying anything?”

“No report. They just said Luan Yenan came with an Omega. The Omega didn’t look familiar, but it’s probably her new wife, as the rumors say.”

As someone who loved drama, the woman smiled. “She just got in the car without a word? And she brought her Omega? Today’s a good day—one interesting thing after another.”