Transmigrating Before The Crazy Beauty Scum A Loses Control - Chapter 3

“It seems you’re quite interested in my glands. I don’t mind teaching you how to handle them.”

Luan Yenan’s mature, alluring voice seeped into Zuo Baixuan’s ears, almost bewitching her.

But as the words registered, Zuo Baixuan snapped back to reality.

Her scalp tingled.

If this had been said between a real newlywed couple, it might have carried a flirtatious tone.

But in the current situation, fear made Zuo Baixuan’s throat tighten with an uncontrollable urge to vomit.

The scissors that were supposed to destroy the scumbag Alpha’s glands were now pressed against her own neck.

Zuo Baixuan’s pupils trembled slightly, and then, playing along with her fear, she softened her voice and put on an act: “I’m just… I’m just a little scared. You haven’t been home these past few days, and I’ve been alone in such a big room…”

Luan Yenan’s smile didn’t fade as she continued to watch her.

Zuo Baixuan felt as if she had been seen through.

Could it be that her pheromones had betrayed her emotions?

If that was the case, there was no way to argue.

Zuo Baixuan exhaled softly, suppressing the complex emotions in her heart, leaving only a fragile tone: “Yes, I am a little scared. Yenan, don’t be in such a hurry. We just got married, and we have a long life ahead of us.”

Luan Yenan didn’t move, listening as Zuo Baixuan continued to speak, but the color in her face began to fade, and her strength waned.

“I’m still in college, and I don’t want to get pregnant and have a child so soon. Can we discuss this later? I won’t bring up divorce with you. You helped me escape from that family, and I’m grateful for that.” To make Luan Yenan believe her, Zuo Baixuan added a touch of genuine emotion.

Luan Yenan finally released her grip and sat up.

The bl00d on the side of her head, not yet fully clotted, slowly trickled down the edge of her ear, all the way to the corner of her mouth.

The metallic scent of bl00d mixed with the vanilla aroma in the air.

She squinted slightly, touching the left side of her head with her hand.

Bl00d stained her fingers.

But after a moment of silence, Luan Yenan grinned, her teeth gleaming white against the crimson bl00d. The canine teeth, stimulated by her pheromones, peeked out slightly.

Zuo Baixuan watched all of this, swallowing lightly and clutching her bathrobe tightly.

She didn’t know what it meant when this person, with bloodstains on her lips and cheeks, suddenly wore an almost maniacal smile after seeing the red on her hand.

While Zuo Baixuan was still confused, Luan Yenan assessed her current state and decided that she wasn’t in the right condition to play any role-playing games with the young girl. She touched the back of her neck, found a way to control her pheromones, and suppressed the surging vodka scent, stabilizing her bl00d flow.

Her gaze returned to Zuo Baixuan’s face, lingering on her peach-blossom eyes for a while, as a strange, unfamiliar emotion and a long-lost feeling stirred within her.

It had been a long time since she felt this kind of excitement and anticipation.

The moment she completed her ten-year plan, she had grown tired of this life. She even thought that if the acquisition failed and she went bankrupt, starting over might be more interesting.

And then, suddenly, she found herself transmigrated into a novel.

This brought a fresh sense of novelty.

After all, in that world, she no longer had family, friends, or goals.

All she had was the pain of her childhood, endless work, and a body that could barely feel joy.

Starting over in a new place wasn’t a bad idea.

Just like back then, when she had given herself a new identity.

She gently rubbed the sticky bl00d on her fingers.

Staring into those captivating peach-blossom eyes, she reached out and left a wet, slippery sensation on the smooth skin, imprinting a bright red letter “N” on the girl’s snow-white shoulder.

At the same time, she leaned down, her breath lightly brushing over the “N.” Before the little white flower could react, her canine teeth clamped down on the shoulder.

“???” Zuo Baixuan held her breath, her muscles tightening as all the bl00d in her body seemed to rush backward.

There was no surge of pheromones, and Luan Yenan hadn’t touched her glands.

This was an unheard-of, alternative form of “marking,” which only made Zuo Baixuan more flustered.

“I’m not one to hold grudges.”

Because, she believed in an eye for an eye.

Luan Yenan glanced at her handiwork with satisfaction and stood up.

As she rose, her gaze unabashedly roamed over Zuo Baixuan’s disheveled figure.

Her figure was indeed quite good.

Zuo Baixuan gritted her teeth, knowing full well that Luan Yenan’s gaze was intentional. She cursed this woman in her heart but didn’t cover herself, only turning her head slightly and responding with a soft sound.

Luan Yenan didn’t linger, mercifully leaving the safe space to the poor young girl.

She walked out of the master bedroom, surveyed her surroundings, and entered the guest bathroom.

Facing the mirror, Luan Yenan examined herself for a moment.

She hadn’t expected that after transmigrating, she would still be using her real name, and even her appearance hadn’t changed much, except for a touch of weariness.

She was dressed in a street-style metal outfit, with a studded leather jacket.

She removed the bloodstained jacket, revealing a black T-shirt with a skull print underneath. She tugged at the collar and glanced down.

The small black mole on her right collarbone was still there, just like before.

Looking at her palm, there was a red mark.

It was as if the scar left by the glasses in her final moments in that world still lingered.

She didn’t understand the mechanics of transmigration. This body seemed to be her own, but there were also many subtle changes.

Like the gland on the back of her neck.

It wasn’t particularly attractive, but it wasn’t ugly either.

The bloodstains left on the skin near the gland looked somewhat gruesome.

She cleaned it up briefly.

The sharp pain made her hiss and bare her teeth.

She couldn’t help but find it amusing.

This chaotic state at the start was quite fitting for her.

Knock, knock, knock.

The bathroom door was gently tapped.

Luan Yenan turned around, and as she caught sight of Zuo Baixuan’s face, the dizziness from bl00d loss made her sway slightly.

Zuo Baixuan, standing outside the bathroom, was startled and quickly rushed in. Suppressing her physical discomfort, she took the initiative to support Luan Yenan.

“Are you okay?” Zuo Baixuan’s voice carried genuine concern.

There was no way this could be considered “okay.”

That vase had been aimed at killing this madwoman.

Who could have guessed that this person’s skull was so hard?

But now, it seemed like it might not be such a bad thing.

Having a reputation as a wife-killer before even entering society wouldn’t be good.

Not to mention, the Luan family was a behemoth in the capital.

While changing her clothes, Zuo Baixuan had wiped the bloodstains off her shoulder and seriously considered this issue.

The crazy, out-of-control version of Luan Yenan was terrifying.

But if she could negotiate with this person, it might still be a good option.

At this point, falling out with her wouldn’t do Zuo Baixuan any good.

She was well aware that she was gambling with herself again.

Luan Yenan glanced at the slender girl supporting her arm and tightened her grip.

Once steady, she looked at Zuo Baixuan through the mirror’s reflection.

Whether intentional or not, Zuo Baixuan had changed into a simple black dress, her natural appearance accentuating her innocence and vulnerability.

It was hard not to feel pity for her.

Zuo Baixuan, feeling the increased pressure on her shoulder, exerted herself and wrapped her arm around Luan Yenan’s waist.

At that moment, a breath lightly brushed her ear.

She looked up and met Luan Yenan’s half-smiling expression in the mirror.

So, that breath had been Luan Yenan laughing.

Zuo Baixuan felt a strange sensation in her heart but held back any unnecessary questions, softly asking, “Should I help you sit down? I’ve learned how to treat wounds. Let me bandage you up?”

Luan Yenan didn’t answer the question, instead leaning on Zuo Baixuan as they walked out. As they moved, she couldn’t help but ask, “You’re not afraid of me anymore?”

Zuo Baixuan hesitated for a moment, then nodded earnestly and honestly: “I am.”

Luan Yenan watched as Zuo Baixuan’s gaze shifted from flickering to determined.

In that one second of response, she had already decided how to perform.

Luan Yenan found this intriguing and didn’t press further, waiting to see how she would continue.

Zuo Baixuan adjusted her state and began to express her stance: “Even though I’m afraid, since we’re legally married, I’ll try to slowly accept it. So, can you give me a little more time?”

Luan Yenan still didn’t respond.

Zuo Baixuan had thought her attempt to please would at least earn some acknowledgment from this woman, but she didn’t even get a grunt in return.

This made her feel a twinge of unease.

When she looked back.

Luan Yenan’s face was covered in fine sweat, her lips pale, and her overall condition didn’t look good.

Zuo Baixuan realized then that her earlier full-force strike hadn’t been ineffective. It was just that the Alpha’s physical resilience had delayed the effects of excessive bl00d loss.

“Your face is completely pale! Let me take you to the hospital!” Zuo Baixuan was genuinely panicked now. After all, this was the first time she had encountered something like this.

Beating someone to the point of serious injury had been her choice, but now that things had reached this point, she didn’t want Luan Yenan to die.

Luan Yenan was helped to the couch, where she pressed Zuo Baixuan’s hand: “Don’t panic, the bleeding has stopped. First, go get the first aid kit and bandage me up. I’ll call a car to take me to the hospital for a check-up.”

Zuo Baixuan instinctively froze, fearing that the next words would be about calling the police.

But no such threat came.

This made her bite her lip lightly before turning to fetch the first aid kit.

Luan Yenan, meanwhile, sat still and pulled out her phone from her pocket.

When Zuo Baixuan returned, her steps were light and cautious. She placed the first aid kit on the coffee table and knelt beside Luan Yenan.

As Luan Yenan had said, the bleeding had stopped.

Although the wound still looked gruesome, it wasn’t life-threatening.

Zuo Baixuan let out a soft sigh of relief and used a cotton swab to clean the bl00d before applying a simple bandage.

She had learned how to do this, but now, using it on Luan Yenan, she chose to proceed with extra care.

Luan Yenan opened her eyes and saw Zuo Baixuan’s gentle movements reflected in the large LCD TV screen.

Their silhouettes were cast on the dark screen.

If she hadn’t seen the glaring shards of the vase through the bedroom door and easily pieced together what had happened between the little white flower and the scumbag Alpha, she might have even believed that the two of them were truly a loving newlywed couple.

In this world, the disparity in strength between Alphas and Omegas was so vast that it was no wonder the little white flower was being so cautious now.

She lightly licked the tip of her canine tooth.

Had that earlier moment scared the little girl too much?

“Zuo Baixuan.” Luan Yenan called out.

Zuo Baixuan’s hand froze, the bandage suspended in mid-air.

Luan Yenan, watching this scene through the TV’s reflection, found it highly amusing.

This didn’t look like a wife bandaging her wound.

It looked more like an enemy ready to strangle her with the bandage at any moment.

But as long as the little white flower wasn’t too frightened, that was fine. Otherwise, it wouldn’t be as fun.

Luan Yenan turned to look at Zuo Baixuan: “The car I called is here. Come with me to the hospital.”

Zuo Baixuan, caught in Luan Yenan’s gaze, quickly masked the wariness on her face and lowered her head to roll up the bandage, putting it back in the first aid kit.

She obediently replied: “Okay.”

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Author’s Note:

Mini Theater:

Luan Yenan: Want to play Red Light, Green Light? If I catch you, I’ll eat you.

Zuo Baixuan: Who’s eating who?

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