Transmigrating Before The Crazy Beauty Scum A Loses Control - Chapter 29

Luan Yenan and Zuo Baixuan sat in the back seat of the convertible sports car.

Luan Yenan rested one hand on the car door, feeling the leather trim, and leaned back comfortably in the seat.

She glanced sideways at Zuo Baixuan.

“Is the seating in this sports car comfortable?”

Zuo Baixuan reached out to smooth out the wrinkles on Luan Yenan’s coat and asked with a light laugh, “Why does it sound like this car is yours?”

If Luan Yenan had said something like “I’ll buy one like this in the future” Zuo Baixuan wouldn’t have been surprised.

But Luan Yenan replied, “This car was actually something I lost to Luo Yun.”

The driver, who had been sent to chauffeur them, felt a shiver in his heart.

This car was the result of a bet Luan Yenan had made with Luo Yun back when she was still involved in racing. She had sent the best driver from her team to compete against Luo Yun’s racer, but they lost.

Rumor had it that Luan Yenan, feeling humiliated, had secretly broken the driver’s leg in a fit of anger. Whether it was true or not, no one ever saw that driver again, and it was clear that Luan Yenan had been furious.

Later, it was said that this young lady had a falling out with her family, cutting off her allowance to the point where she could barely support herself, let alone maintain a racing team. After selling her team to Luo Yun, she hadn’t been seen at the racetrack for a long time.

Her sudden visit today was already strange, but what was even more surprising was how calmly she brought up her past in front of her wife.

Zuo Baixuan didn’t understand Luan Yenan’s intentions either but listened quietly.

“Most sports cars sacrifice some rear space for speed, but this one has a special design. The back seats are quite comfortable.”

“Then it’s a pity you lost it to Boss Luo?” Zuo Baixuan chimed in.

The car slowly came to a stop in the parking space below the stands.

Luan Yenan looked at the short-haired woman standing by the roadside and smiled. “Not really. In my current situation, even if I had the car, I couldn’t afford the maintenance. I just wonder if I’ll get a chance to bet with Luo Yun again today and earn some pocket money.”

“Oh? When you came, you only mentioned having a project for me to invest in. You didn’t say anything about wanting to win money from me.” the short-haired woman said, knowing full well that the comment was directed at her and not pretending to ignore it.

“Well, since we’re here.” Luan Yenan said, stepping out of the sports car with Zuo Baixuan while sizing up the woman in front of her.

Luo Yun.

The owner of Luosheng International Racetrack.

Also a rare S-class Alpha. While her pheromones weren’t top-tier, she was the highest-ranking figure in Luan Yenan’s social circle, one of the few heirs in the Beijing rich kids’ scene who received unanimous praise from the older generation.

She was a classic two-faced character—doing as she pleased in private but playing the obedient role in front of her elders.

No one was tactless enough to call her out on it, and the elders turned a blind eye to her behavior.

With access to vast amounts of capital, she was far freer than the average rich kid who relied on their family’s money, operating on a completely different level than Luan Yenan.

This was also why Luan Yenan had chosen to approach her for funding.

As the afternoon heat began to fade, the shade beneath the stands was cool. Luo Yun wore a plain black leather jacket over her T-shirt, flanked by two bodyguards, standing in front of the VIP elevator. She looked every bit the imposing figure.

Coming down personally to greet Luan Yenan was a gesture of respect.

Though her motivation for doing so wasn’t purely out of courtesy. More than anything, it was the curiosity of someone who thrived on amusement.

Having grown up as a top-tier rich kid, there were few things left that could excite her.

The thrill of splurging money and the pleasures of intimate relationships fueled by pheromones had long since lost their appeal.

As an investor in racing teams, she had already built a strong team with a modest international reputation.

As a result, Luo Yun had successfully secured the management rights to Luosheng International Racetrack from the Luo Group.

Lately, she had been dabbling in random, seemingly meaningless projects just to stave off boredom.

Then, today, Luan Yenan had sent her a message, succinctly stating, “Project investment” Those four words had piqued Luo Yun’s interest.

The infamous Luan Yenan coming to ask for an investment? What kind of unprecedented event was this?

What made her even more curious was the Omega who was rumored to have tamed this playgirl. Just who was this person?

Now, seeing her in person, she was indeed a beauty.

Both her figure and her face were top-tier, even among the many beauties Luo Yun had seen.

And those captivating eyes.

Though they were quickly hidden from view.

Luo Yun raised an eyebrow, watching as Luan Yenan shielded Zuo Baixuan’s eyes, and couldn’t help but laugh. “The Luan Yenan, who once treated Omegas as disposable, now has a treasure she won’t even let others look at?”

Luan Yenan didn’t mind the teasing, replying in an ambiguous tone, “A precious wife is different, after all.”

The remark made Luo Yun want to laugh.

But before the smile could form, she frowned.

Luan Yenan’s demeanor was too serious, and the shift in her aura made Luo Yun feel uneasy.

It was a quick, silent clash between Alphas.

She didn’t detect any pheromones, but there was an intangible pressure. The kind she had only ever felt from her elders.

In the past, clashes between her and Luan Yenan were common.

Both S-class Alphas, but Luan Yenan’s top-tier pheromones and her unorthodox, ruthless nature often left Luo Yun at a disadvantage.

Now, had she evolved to the point where she could exert the same level of intimidation without even releasing pheromones?

Luo Yun averted her gaze, suppressing her thoughts, and decided to get them upstairs first. “Let’s go. It’s not my style to keep guests standing here. We can talk more upstairs.”

Luan Yenan held Zuo Baixuan’s hand as they entered the elevator.

Zuo Baixuan stayed close to Luan Yenan, trying to keep a low profile.

Luo Yun was considerate enough not to let her gaze linger on Zuo Baixuan, respecting Luan Yenan’s protectiveness.

But out of the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of the two.

Could someone really reform a playgirl Alpha into a model Alpha?

She was curious if she could ever meet such an Omega.

But the thought only lingered for a second before she mentally scoffed at herself.

She must have been bored for too long to even entertain such an idea. How could anyone not grow tired of one person?

How long could Luan Yenan, who was even more restless than her, possibly last?

Luo Yun rubbed her chin, giving Luan Yenan a scrutinizing look.

They soon arrived at the VIP viewing platform.

The public lounge area was filled with people, most of them from the rich kids’ circle, there for socializing.

When they saw Luan Yenan being personally escorted by Luo Yun, they all wore expressions of disbelief.

Luo Yun decided not to return to her private room and instead found a random spot in the lounge area to sit.

Luan Yenan had no objections and naturally took a seat with Zuo Baixuan, glancing at the record time displayed on the large screen across from them and the celebratory scene on the track.

“The professional team is quite impressive. Is the amateur team still around?”

Her tone was casual, as if making small talk.

Zuo Baixuan, sitting beside her, remained silent, quietly pouring a glass of water for Luan Yenan.

Luo Yun, on the other hand, took a glass of wine handed to her by a bodyguard. “Are you concerned about the team you sold off back then?”

She kept her eyes fixed on Luan Yenan’s expression as she spoke.

Luan Yenan, however, felt no embarrassment over the foolish things her past self had done. She took the water glass from Zuo Baixuan, took a sip, and replied directly, “Didn’t I mention earlier that I wanted to make a bet with you? I was thinking, if I requested a short-track rally race against one of the amateur team members, you’d probably agree, right?”

The absurdity of the statement made Luo Yun double-check. “You want to race against an amateur team member?”

“Yes.” Luan Yenan confirmed.

The surrounding chatter, which had been buzzing as if no one was paying attention to Luo Yun and her two guests, suddenly came to a halt.

Time seemed to freeze as everyone stopped what they were doing.

Those who had been chatting idly were now too stunned to continue.

“Hahaha, Yenan, if you’re up for it, I’d love to watch!” Luo Yun burst into laughter.

She truly hadn’t expected Luan Yenan to bring her such a delightful surprise.

Racing.

Luan Yenan herself, racing.

While it wasn’t uncommon for wealthy heirs involved in racing teams to get behind the wheel, their skills were often… lacking, to put it mildly.

Racing was dangerous, and many first-timers either cried or vomited their way out of the car after barely making it a few meters.

Even amateur drivers, if they didn’t go easy, could make these rich kids so nervous they’d drive themselves off the track.

Luo Yun thought about the ace driver in the amateur team and his history with Luan Yenan. Her thrill-seeker instincts kicked in, and she downed her glass of wine in excitement.

Luan Yenan was offering herself up as entertainment, a peace offering of sorts, and Luo Yun appreciated the gesture.

“Alright, since you’re being so straightforward, I’ll be direct too. As long as you finish the race, no matter what your project is, I’ll invest in it.”

Zuo Baixuan frowned and glanced at Luan Yenan.

A sense of unease crept over her.

Was securing investment really this easy?

Things that came too easily always made her wary.

Luan Yenan caught Zuo Baixuan’s gaze and took her hand, intertwining their fingers and gently tapping her skin with her index and middle fingers to reassure her.

Luo Yun noticed the small gesture and found it as astonishing as watching Luan Yenan’s car take off from a standstill.

After all, this was all new territory.

Who would have thought that the notorious straight-Alpha, who disrespected Omegas and treated them as mere playthings, would now be holding her Omega’s hand and engaging in such tender gestures?

Luo Yun’s amusement only grew. After a moment’s thought, she made a generous decision. “Alright, today my professional team just set a new record, and I was planning to celebrate anyway. You’ve given me an idea. I’ll announce it to the entire venue and open betting.”

Private betting on races was illegal.

Luo Yun added a caveat: “Regular spectators can only bet using membership points. Those in the VIP lounge are friends, so we can play with some real stakes.”

She paused, glancing around, and added another rule: “I’ll be the house. If the amateur team wins, I’ll pay out the winnings and match the points with an equal amount as investment. How does that sound?”

True to her reputation for extravagance, Luo Yun’s offer was essentially a no-lose situation for Luan Yenan.

Yet, Luan Yenan still asked, “And if I win?”

Luo Yun laughed again, her short hair swaying at jaw level. She hadn’t actually considered the possibility of Luan Yenan winning.

But given Luan Yenan’s personality, the question was to be expected.

Luo Yun remained generous. “If you win, all the points and cash go to you, plus I’ll match the investment amount.”

“Deal, but wait a moment.” Luan Yenan set down her water glass.

Luo Yun thought she was about to make another request and gestured for her to speak.

Instead, Luan Yenan turned to Zuo Baixuan.

Zuo Baixuan had been watching Luan Yenan intently, and their eyes met immediately.

Luan Yenan gently tapped the back of Zuo Baixuan’s hand. “Racing is quite fun. Would you like to ride in the passenger seat and give it a try?”

Zuo Baixuan had been analyzing Luan Yenan’s actions, marveling at how well she seemed to understand Luo Yun. From their meeting to securing an investment promise, it had taken only five minutes. She was caught off guard by the sudden question.

Ride in the passenger seat?

Whoosh—

“Wow!!!”

A car sped past on the track, and the stands erupted in cheers.

The modified race car accelerated at breakneck speed, drifting through corners with roaring engines and the screech of tires against the asphalt, electrifying the atmosphere.

No wonder so many people loved it.

Racing was undeniably thrilling and exciting.

For spectators, it was exhilarating. For the drivers, even more so.

But thinking back to how Luan Yenan had driven her sedan earlier, hands firmly on the wheel, following every traffic rule…

Zuo Baixuan stifled a laugh, finding it hard to imagine what Luan Yenan would be like behind the wheel of a race car.

Would she be okay?

At the very least, there shouldn’t be any life-threatening risks.

Zuo Baixuan asked softly, “I’d like to join you, but I don’t know anything about racing. Would sitting next to you be a distraction?”

Her voice, soft and clear, cut through the heat like a cool stream.

The people around them felt a shiver run down their spines.

They had been so focused on the conversation between Luan Yenan and Luo Yun that they had almost forgotten the quiet Omega sitting beside them.

Her gentle, delicate voice was enough to stir the protective instincts of any Alpha. No wonder Luan Yenan, the notorious playgirl, had turned over a new leaf and treasured her so much.

To Luo Yun, Zuo Baixuan was more than that.

Whether it was handing Luan Yenan a glass of water earlier or now chiming in at the right moment, she subtly helped Luan Yenan save face.

If Luan Yenan had come alone, even with her changed demeanor, she would have looked pitiful.

At the very least, there would have been plenty of gossip afterward about how Luan Yenan had “groveled” and “lost all dignity.”

But Zuo Baixuan’s presence, taking meticulous care of Luan Yenan, was enough to offset the presence of Luo Yun’s two bodyguards.

Even if Luan Yenan lost the race today, the story that would spread from the racetrack would be one of a “devoted couple.”

Luan Yenan had brought her new wife to the racetrack for fun, even taking her along for an amateur race.

In this narrative, Luo Yun herself would likely become a mere background character.

The thought amused Luo Yun.

Today, she was destined to play the fool, spending a fortune while letting the couple steal the spotlight. She began to wonder if Luan Yenan had come here not to make amends but to settle a score.

As a form of retaliation, it was quite effective.

But oh well, even if only the name “Luosheng International Racetrack” made it into the rumors, it wouldn’t be a total loss.

“How could you be a distraction? I just don’t feel comfortable leaving you alone in the stands.” Luan Yenan played with Zuo Baixuan’s fingers as if they were an addictive little toy.

Zuo Baixuan, reminded by Luan Yenan’s words, felt a fine layer of sweat form on her forehead.

She had almost forgotten—she was still in her heat cycle.

Being in a crowded place was risky enough, let alone sitting alone in the stands. And Luo Yun’s reputation wasn’t exactly stellar either.

Luo Yun, on the other hand, was both amused and annoyed. “Listen to you. I admit, I have a bad habit of being drawn to beautiful Omegas, but I don’t go after those who are already taken. Those rumors about me stealing people’s partners? It’s always the Omegas who come to me first. What can I do?”

Luan Yenan raised Zuo Baixuan’s hand, covering half of her face. “Wife, then it should be safe for you to stay here. After all, you wouldn’t give her a second glance.”

“I want to go with you.” Zuo Baixuan tightened her grip on Luan Yenan’s fingers, her nervousness evident.

She wasn’t about to believe Luo Yun’s nonsense.

Luo Yun rolled her eyes so hard that her thick eyeshadow nearly disappeared. “You two are too much! I get it now, Luan Yenan. You came here today to stir up trouble, didn’t you?”

“Don’t be mad, you just don’t understand the joys of marriage. Collateral damage is just an unfortunate side effect. My apologies.” Luan Yenan raised her hand, cutting off Luo Yun’s judgment.

“Fine, even if you’re here to cause trouble, I’m not afraid, Bring it on.” Luo Yun waved to her bodyguards.

The bodyguards notified the control room about the event and announced it to the crowd.

Soon, the stands erupted in noise.

Whether they knew about Luan Yenan or not, everyone was eager for the spectacle.

After all, these rich kids had money to burn, and the audience wasn’t about to hold back, betting as many points as they had.

Any regular member of the racetrack earned points with every purchase.

These points could be used to redeem services or participate in year-end exchanges or raffles.

Last year’s raffle prize was a luxury sports car from brand L, an irresistible temptation.

As for the VIP lounge, the wealthy heirs casually tossed in hundreds of thousands as stakes for fun.

Just then, a nasally voice spoke up.

“Boss Luo, I’d like to bet five million, but I didn’t bring that much cash. Could I mortgage a property deed for a seaside villa in South City instead?”

It was the yellow-haired guy. He approached with his shoulders hunched, looking submissive, and placed a property deed on the table.

It didn’t take a genius to figure out he was trying to cozy up to Luo Yun.

The purple-haired guy followed behind, staying quiet and keeping his head down, not daring to even glance at Luan Yenan.

They had witnessed the interaction between Luan Yenan and Luo Yun earlier.

On their way here, they had done some digging into the two’s past and confirmed there was bad bl00d between them. They had breathed a sigh of relief.

They had expected the meeting to be filled with sarcasm or tension.

But upon arriving at the VIP lounge, they found the two sitting openly in full view, chatting and laughing like old friends. In just a few minutes, they had tacitly organized an event.

This didn’t look like a feud at all.

The yellow-haired guy was quick-witted and decisive.

He made the snap decision to offer his property to curry favor with Luo Yun.

His plan was to mortgage the villa, worth twenty million, for five million.

After the race, he’d take the cash but leave the property with Luo Yun.

He’d have some liquid funds to play with, while Luo Yun would get a property worth twice as much.

Plus, according to the agreement between Luo Yun and Luan Yenan, he’d be indirectly increasing the investment amount for Luan Yenan.

He thought it was a brilliant move, killing three birds with one stone.

He glanced sideways at Luan Yenan, hoping she’d appreciate his cleverness.

Instead, Luan Yenan narrowed her eyes at the two. “You again, if you’re so eager to make money, why not bet more? You’ve got more assets than this. Boss Luo has plenty of money, just the advertising revenue from the new record is more than enough. This is all just for fun.”

Her words cut straight to the heart of the matter, making things awkward.

Zuo Baixuan even chimed in, “That’s right. One of you has two villas in the Second Ring Road to dispose of, and the other has six seaside properties in South City to gamble with.”

Luan Yenan looked at Zuo Baixuan, her eyes filled with amusement.

So the little white flower had a bit of a dark side, adding fuel to the fire. She spoke the truth, but not the whole truth.

Zuo Baixuan, feeling Luan Yenan’s gaze, leaned against her arm as if she had only spoken under command.

She let Luan Yenan take the blame.

Luan Yenan didn’t mind and turned back to the two.

The couple had effectively skinned them alive.

“…” The two men stood there, mouths half-open, utterly speechless.

What was supposed to be a clever three-in-one move had, thanks to Luan Yenan’s framing, turned into an attempt to swindle Luo Yun.

Their plan to build connections with the wealthy heirs of Beijing was on the verge of failure.

Wasn’t Luan Yenan supposed to be the laughingstock of the Beijing rich kids’ circle?

Who knew why she was now the guest of honor, and a very vindictive one at that.

The yellow-haired guy couldn’t figure out what kind of bad luck had brought him here, provoked someone he shouldn’t have.

The purple-haired guy wasn’t faring any better. His family had only recently bought property in Beijing to expand their connections.

The two exchanged glances.

The yellow-haired guy hurriedly said, “I can add another hundred thousand in cash.”

The purple-haired guy, even more timid, added, “I have seventy-five thousand in my account. I can put it all in.”

They were prepared to lose it all, even if they won.

They’d spend the money to ensure their safety, treating it as a tribute!

The scene was almost comical.

Luan Yenan didn’t seem like she was here to scam money; it was more like an outright robbery.

Luo Yun didn’t mind the hundred-thousand-level stakes, but she was curious about their identities. “Do you know each other?”

“They know me, but I don’t know them.” Luan Yenan replied with a half-smile.

The two men felt a chill.

They wished they had never met her at all.

Luo Yun’s bodyguard handed her a tablet.

To buy tickets and enter the VIP area, one had to fill out a super-VIP application.

The detailed information included their basic personal details.

“Fan Jianian, from the South City Prosperity Resort Hotel Group.” Luo Yun read off, noting the yellow-haired guy.

She then glanced at the purple-haired guy. “Dong Weicheng, from the South City Pillar Import and Export Trading Co., Ltd.”

The two men broke out in a cold sweat as their names were called.

Normally, having Luo Yun review their profiles would have been a dream come true.

But now, they just wished she would stop.

Announcing their identities in this situation felt like offering themselves up as targets.

Luo Yun flipped through the property deed on the table—a genuine, high-value seaside villa in a prime location.

The tourism industry in South City was indeed thriving.

Their move was undeniably extravagant.

Luo Yun estimated the property’s value based on its location and size, raising an eyebrow as she looked at Luan Yenan. “Are you okay with him mortgaging a twenty-million property for a five-million bet?”

“If you’re okay with it, why not have them mortgage all their property deeds? I can’t lose either way. The more they bet, the more you can handle, right?” Luan Yenan stood up, leaving the question for Luo Yun to ponder. “Let’s go, we’ll head to the track first.”

Zuo Baixuan looked at the hand Luan Yenan extended to her.

Slender, strong, with well-defined knuckles.

She knew how it felt to hold that hand, but this time, her heart raced faster than usual.

Leaving Fan Jianian and Dong Weicheng in their anxious state, and Luo Yun to figure out the betting rules, she and Luan Yenan had stirred up chaos and left a mess behind.

It felt thrilling.

She gripped Luan Yenan’s hand and quickened her pace, eager to get to the track.

Luan Yenan looked at Zuo Baixuan, her eyes filled with an unreadable emotion.

This was a rare moment of authenticity from the little white flower, radiating vitality in the bustling racetrack.

Luan Yenan felt the urge to pluck this fresh bloom, savor its fragrance, and keep it hidden away for her own enjoyment.

Author’s Note:

Zuo Baixuan:

【Defense】-1, 【Cunning】+1

Luan Yenan:

【Calm】-1, 【Hidden Trait】+1

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