Transmigrating Before The Crazy Beauty Scum A Loses Control - Chapter 83

Zuo Baixuan was held firmly by Luan Yenan, unable to move, and could only stare straight at her, her voice trapped in her throat, unable to utter a sound.

The room was filled with pheromones, where vanilla and vodka had already blended into one, showing no signs of rejection.

Luan Yenan was slightly puzzled.

Since the brief pain in the back of her neck earlier, it seemed as though her pheromone immunodeficiency disorder no longer existed; she was simply immune to Zuo Baixuan.

The detached monitoring device continued to beep, capturing the pheromones in the air.

Luan Yenan looked at Zuo Baixuan, her heartbeat synchronized with the beeping of the machine, as if she had been transported back to the day they first met.

Zuo Baixuan’s peach-blossom eyes, tinged with red, deeply attracted her.

At that time, Zuo Baixuan had written her defenses and aversion in her eyes, yet carefully hid them, playing the part of a helpless little white rabbit.

But now, Zuo Baixuan was like a young person who had done something wrong, clumsily trying to apologize in an adult way. Innocent and naive, yet her unintentional shyness turned into a subtle allure.

Luan Yenan pinched Zuo Baixuan’s chin, leaned in to kiss the corner of her eye, and then boldly lifted the fabric at her waist, pouring all her long-missed longing into tangible contact.

The little white rabbit, wanting to devour someone, pricked up its ears, adopting a defensive and aggressive stance. But it failed to see the reality—the sickly fox now needed a rabbit to replenish its strength, and she was the nutrient.

The little white rabbit, being stroked and soothed, let down its guard, only to be caught off guard and lifted by the scruff of its neck. Its legs, tense and ready to jump, struggled briefly before being subdued and losing strength.

The warm air in the hospital room blew hot on Zuo Baixuan’s face. Finally, yielding to the force, she let out soft moans, murmuring fragmented words that were hard to discern, seemingly cursing Luan Yenan for deceiving her, pretending to be sick, yet having so much strength, not at all like someone ill, always tricking her, bullying her.

Luan Yenan, responding to the words “bullying her” covered Zuo Baixuan’s mouth: “Shh—someone’s outside.”

Zuo Baixuan’s body tensed up at this warning, trembling as if she were a little thief caught in the act, afraid of being discovered in her dazed state.

Unconsciously, she moved toward the only source of safety she felt at that moment.

Zuo Baixuan threw herself into Luan Yenan’s arms, listening intently to the sounds around them.

Inside the room, only her uncontrollable nervous gasps and the gentle beeping of the instruments echoed each other.

The incomplete soundproofing of the hospital room let in occasional footsteps and conversations from outside, heightening the tension.

Luan Yenan was doing this on purpose, she had no intention of letting her off so easily.

The rabbit ears, alert and perked up, were once again seized by Luan Yenan.

Zuo Baixuan, caught between embarrassment and frustration, bit the side of Luan Yenan’s hand in retaliation.

Luan Yenan’s narrow eyes, however, were filled with amusement. She unapologetically locked Zuo Baixuan’s body in place, touching her soul, while mischievously releasing the hand that had been covering her mouth.

Luan Yenan leaned close to Zuo Baixuan and whispered softly, “Don’t want to be muffled? That’s fine too.”

Zuo Baixuan’s eyes widened, and with the strange sensations coursing through her body, she could only press her lips together herself.

In the dim light, Zuo Baixuan caught a glimpse of Luan Yenan’s expression illuminated by the glow of the machines.

It was the same expression she had worn that day in Jiangcheng when she demanded her due.

This was revenge!

Luan Yenan-style revenge!

Luan Yenan never chose to respond to grievances with the same kind of “pain.”

Because that would merely be a punishment for the other person. She preferred to choose a way that made herself comfortable.

As for whether the person being retaliated against felt discomfort, pleasure, or wavered between the two during this process, it had nothing to do with her.

For example, at this moment, Luan Yenan was perversely enjoying the sight of Zuo Baixuan’s expression wavering between discomfort and pleasure.

Zuo Baixuan was on the verge of losing consciousness, her mouth opening to let out a sound.

Luan Yenan kissed her, using the kiss to steal away her gasps.

Zuo Baixuan could only press her hands against Luan Yenan’s shoulders, rubbing against the fabric of the hospital gown.

The rough texture irritated Luan Yenan’s skin, but instead of deterring her, it had the opposite effect.

…

By the time Zuo Baixuan struggled to half-open her eyes in a daze, she had already melted into a limp state, completely disoriented.

Outside, the sky was still dark, but the small nightlight by the bed had been turned on.

Zuo Baixuan lay limply in the bed, while Luan Yenan, the supposed patient, lay on her side, full of energy, gazing at her with a teasing, satisfied smile in her eyes.

Under that gaze, Zuo Baixuan’s face flushed so deeply it seemed like it might drip bl00d. Relying on the dimness of the room, she gritted her teeth and whispered a complaint, “How can you be like this!”

Luan Yenan retorted, “Like what? You’re the one who said you wanted a child. I just went along with it. I haven’t even scolded you yet for falling asleep on your own after being so tired lately.”

“!!!”

What do you mean, “fell asleep on your own”!

If you hadn’t been so hands-on, who would have fallen asleep like that!

Zuo Baixuan’s face burned red. She bit her lip, cursing inwardly.

But Luan Yenan was indeed impressive.

Not in some strange way, but in her control and restraint over her pheromones. It was truly remarkable.

Earlier, surrounded by pheromones, Zuo Baixuan had only wanted to be marked, to be claimed, to deepen their connection, to feel more pleasure.

Her mind had been a chaotic mess of primal instincts, and even now, in this post-climax clarity, she couldn’t help but wrap her arms around Luan Yenan’s slender waist, wanting to make her hers.

In contrast, Luan Yenan remained calm and composed, not a hint of wavering.

Zuo Baixuan thought of the assessment in Wan Jiao’s email.

[“Luan Yenan’s current pheromone disorder symptoms might be due to excessive restraint. Pushing too hard can lead to backlash.”]

Zuo Baixuan knew clearly that a large part of Luan Yenan’s restraint was for her sake.

This filled her with guilt and gratitude.

But then again, Luan Yenan hadn’t even used her pheromones or marked her earlier, and yet she had still passed out…

With mixed emotions, Zuo Baixuan ultimately chose to glare at Luan Yenan with a resentful, fierce look.

Luan Yenan quietly watched the complex changes on Zuo Baixuan’s face, smiling contentedly, though a hint of lingering desire still burned in her eyes.

But she simply gently pinched Zuo Baixuan’s soft earlobe, waiting for her delicate little rabbit to recover.

After holding back for a while, Zuo Baixuan stubbornly buried her head in the blanket, muttering defiantly, “Yes, I said I wanted a child. But what you just did—could that even lead to a child? Do you even know how to make one?”

Luan Yenan narrowed her eyes, amused.

Listen to this, the subtle jab, implying that Luan Yenan was incompetent.

If any other Alpha heard this, they’d be furious.

But Luan Yenan just kept staring at Zuo Baixuan, wanting to ask if she had finally recovered.

Zuo Baixuan, feeling guilty, completely wrapped herself in the blanket.

Only when the blanket was snug against her skin did she feel safe.

Luan Yenan, the patient, found her blanket completely stolen by her wife, with no one to appeal to for justice. She could only pinch Zuo Baixuan’s cheek as a slight punishment.

“You must have known for a while, right? About my pheromone immunodeficiency disorder.” Luan Yenan said in a serious tone, getting to the point.

“Yes, I knew. Even if you didn’t tell me, as your wife, the hospital would have informed me. Did you really think you could hide it? So… is that why you wanted to divorce me?” Zuo Baixuan poked her head out from the blanket.

Luan Yenan lowered her gaze, her eyes clouded with unreadable emotions. “I wasn’t trying to hide it from you. I just didn’t want to use it to gain sympathy. As for the divorce… Hah, don’t make me sound so selfless. I was just giving you what you wanted.”

From Luan Yenan’s tone, Zuo Baixuan detected anger, but it wasn’t the usual fury of CEO Luan. It was more like the sulking of a child.

She reached out from under the blanket, tracing circles on Luan Yenan’s hospital gown. “Giving me what I wanted—isn’t that selfless? As a ‘crazy woman,’ shouldn’t you just lock me up, confine me, forcefully mark me, or something? Being so restrained, so patient, so gentle—what are you trying to do? You even gave me advice before, saying the safest way was to make you fall for me… And look at you now…”

As she spoke, Zuo Baixuan looked up, meeting Luan Yenan’s gaze, which was teetering on the edge of losing control.

Being loved by a crazy woman is terrifying.

Because such a person’s possessiveness and need for control can feel like a mountain, crushing you. A crazy woman’s madness is always unpredictable, their moods shifting like the weather, their actions erratic and chaotic, leaving you constantly off-balance.

But if that crazy woman is restrained, patient, beautiful, charming, and… someone you love.

Then everything changes.

Her madness becomes your madness, her restraint becomes a limit you want to break, her erratic actions become surprises you look forward to.

Everything about her ignites an uncontrollable, passionate love in you.

“Don’t be angry anymore, okay?” Zuo Baixuan’s voice softened as she looked at her beloved Alpha, pleading.

Pleading with an Alpha?

No, it was pleading with Luan Yenan, and only Luan Yenan.

Luan Yenan moved her hand from Zuo Baixuan’s earlobe to her lips, asking, “When was I ever angry?”

Zuo Baixuan gently bit Luan Yenan’s fingertip, while her own hand fumbled with the buttons of the hospital gown.

Luan Yenan looked down and saw Zuo Baixuan clumsily undoing the buttons.

“What are you doing?” Luan Yenan grabbed Zuo Baixuan’s hand.

Zuo Baixuan stared at the mole on Luan Yenan’s collarbone, her voice low, her breath warm against Luan Yenan’s chest. “Apologizing.”

Luan Yenan laughed in exasperation. “What kind of messed-up apology method is this? Who taught you that?”

Zuo Baixuan replied matter-of-factly, “You did!”

Luan Yenan was stunned.

Come to think of it, she had indeed used this… ahem, this method of apology before.

Luan Yenan was both amused and exasperated. She pulled Zuo Baixuan into her arms. “Copying my apology method won’t work, I’ll choose how to calm my anger, you don’t get to decide. But before that, why don’t you tell me why you suddenly came to find me and said you wanted to have a child with me?”

At least she admitted she was angry.

Zuo Baixuan nestled in the soft embrace and answered honestly, “These past few days, I’ve been working hard to clean up the mess I left at the company, but it’s been difficult.”

Luan Yenan said, “I heard about your collaboration with Si Ruxin to fast-track the IoT project, I think you did a great job.”

So it wasn’t really a mess.

Zuo Baixuan couldn’t help but smile. Even when angry, Luan Yenan remained gentle and partial to her.

She had known this before, but when her heart hadn’t been open, she hadn’t fully appreciated it. Now, Luan Yenan’s temper wasn’t a punishment but a treasure to her.

Zuo Baixuan nuzzled against Luan Yenan’s chest, tightening her arms, and shook her head. “That was just a stopgap measure to get the company through this tough period. But in the ‘Smart Life’ project, we’ve completely lost our advantage. The Qin family compensated us, but they also terminated the contract. Qin Yuancheng even secretly shorted our stocks. It’s hard to save the stock now, and in the ‘Smart Life’ project, other partner companies have been poached by your grandfather. Unless we pay a hefty price, it’ll be difficult to turn things around.”

Luan Yenan didn’t comment, just rested her chin on Zuo Baixuan’s head and asked softly, “Then what does that have to do with having a child?”

“Why do you seem so indifferent to the company’s affairs?” Zuo Baixuan pouted, lifting her head to bite Luan Yenan’s chin. Overcoming her shyness, she stared at Luan Yenan and said, “I don’t want a divorce, I just want to have a child with you. Is that so wrong?”

Luan Yenan gazed intently at Zuo Baixuan.

An Omega with childhood trauma, willing to fully entrust herself to an Alpha—not just with a temporary mark, but with the indelible permanent mark—and even wanting to have a child with her.

Luan Yenan was certain this was the most touching confession she had ever heard. She was lucky to hear it from the mouth of this stubborn little flower.

She, too, had childhood trauma. She had never thought she would want a child, believing her inferior genes weren’t worth passing on and doubting her ability to be a selfless mother.

But Zuo Baixuan’s appearance made her look forward to having a child.

She wanted a daughter as beautiful, pure, and occasionally stubbornly amusing as Zuo Baixuan.

If it was their child, she was confident she could take good care of her.

The tenderness and fire in Luan Yenan’s eyes intertwined instantly. Zuo Baixuan, feeling the heat of that gaze, quickly added, “Besides, your grandfather, with his outdated Alpha-centric views, would surely…”

“I love you too.” Luan Yenan responded bluntly.

Zuo Baixuan’s words came to an abrupt halt.

This woman!

She never followed the script!

Zuo Baixuan clenched Luan Yenan’s clothes in frustration, annoyed that she was always caught off guard by her damned charm.

She launched a sneak attack, pressing her lips to Luan Yenan’s in a deep kiss.

Her vanilla pheromones entwined with Luan Yenan’s, trying to stir the aggression of the vodka.

But Luan Yenan remained in control.

Until Zuo Baixuan’s kisses trailed down the muscles of Luan Yenan’s neck, her tongue brushing against the gland at the nape.

Luan Yenan shuddered, her hands gripping Zuo Baixuan tightly as she pinned her against the wall.

Zuo Baixuan’s back met the cold surface, jolting her out of her daze.

Though she knew the hospital room’s windows had privacy coating, from inside it looked like ordinary glass. The unobstructed view and her exposed skin made her uneasy.

Zuo Baixuan went into defensive mode, wrapping her legs around Luan Yenan’s waist and clutching her head, muffling her gasp in her palm as she whispered into Luan Yenan’s ear, “What are you doing?”

Luan Yenan looked up at her. “I should be asking you that, wanting a child doesn’t mean now. My test results aren’t back yet, getting you pregnant now would be risky.”

Zuo Baixuan stared back at Luan Yenan, her dimples showing as she smiled.

She wanted to soak in the depth of Luan Yenan’s gaze, to make up for all the moments she had missed before.

Luan Yenan asked again, “Or if, in the future, our life without pheromones becomes unbearable, you can always choose to lea—”

“From now on, no one is allowed to mention that word.” Zuo Baixuan cut her off, pulling Luan Yenan into her embrace and silencing the last syllable against her chest.

“What matters isn’t the pheromones, but… I also love your pheromones, everything about you.” Zuo Baixuan said, her voice growing softer, her cheeks flushing, her body heating up. Finally, she added seriously, “This is treatment.”

As soon as she said the word “treatment” she felt Luan Yenan swallow hard.

Was it the word that triggered her reaction?

No, it must have been the combination of the word with the current situation.

Luan Yenan looked up at Zuo Baixuan, her eyes glinting. She asked in a low voice, “Dr. Zuo, are you planning to treat me like this in the hospital room? Does your wife know about this?”

Her words carried a triple layer of taboo.

Zuo Baixuan covered Luan Yenan’s eyes. “I’m serious, although I couldn’t reach Professor Zhong, I got his wife, Professor Wan Jiao’s contact information, remember her?”

Luan Yenan set Zuo Baixuan down, dropping the playful tone and asking seriously, “What did she say?”

Zuo Baixuan also relaxed, leaning against the wall, her head turned away, too embarrassed to face Luan Yenan directly. “She asked me if I had… taken the initiative…”

“You have. You were quite proactive when you were drunk.” Luan Yenan said, not believing that Zuo Baixuan’s initiative alone could cure her. Otherwise, the experts both domestically and abroad wouldn’t be so troubled, especially knowing she had a wife.

Zuo Baixuan’s eyes reddened, her gaze filled with a mix of accusation and dissatisfaction as it swept over Luan Yenan’s face.

Only then did Luan Yenan drop the teasing, reaching behind her neck. “You mean… that move earlier?”

“Anyway, Professor Wan’s point was that, as a top-tier Alpha, your pheromone concentration is extremely high, and your control over them is so strong that it creates a subconscious competition among them, amplifying their aggressiveness. And your gland, having undergone a secondary differentiation, is still somewhat underdeveloped and needs my help.” Zuo Baixuan said, her fingers lightly tracing Luan Yenan’s spine. “Just let your pheromones flow freely, If they were really such a threat to me, why don’t I feel any rejection now?”

Luan Yenan listened but shook her head. “No, you do reject them. Don’t you remember the pain and resistance after every temporary mark? And I’ve tried releasing them, whether in open spaces or through ventilation systems, but nothing improved.”

Zuo Baixuan’s eyes softened as she looked at Luan Yenan, cupping her face and smiling. “So… all those times you just found ways to tease me but never marked me, it was because of this? Luan Yenan, you’re doomed. You love me so much.”

Hearing words that sounded so much like her own, Luan Yenan pinned Zuo Baixuan against the wall. “You’re really becoming more and more like me.”

Zuo Baixuan’s smile widened as she leaned closer to Luan Yenan. “Professor Wan was just citing examples from her clinical experience. In the experimental group taking medication, those with stable partners showed faster improvement. So my treatment for you is to fully accept you.”

“If I feel uncomfortable, you’ll protect me, won’t you? What do I have to worry about? You asked me earlier if I was ready. Well, I am. What about you?”

A sober Zuo Baixuan was now unbuttoning the hospital gown.

This act felt more like unleashing a beast.

Luan Yenan didn’t stop her. Her eyes were already pulling Zuo Baixuan into an abyss, but her voice remained steady. “You seem drunk right now.”

Zuo Baixuan’s fingers circled Luan Yenan’s gland. “I haven’t had any vodka yet, how could I be drunk…”

Bang—

Even in a high-end hospital room, the bed was still a hospital bed. The mechanical joints creaked under the force of the sudden movement.

The bodyguards outside were startled.

Afraid that Luan Yenan was up to something again.

If Luan Yenan managed to escape this time, they’d be in deep trouble.

They tried to open the door but found it locked, the small window’s curtain drawn tightly, blocking any view.

The idea of kicking the door down was dismissed by Su Bai and Su Yang standing nearby.

They could only knock anxiously.

But there was no response.

They quickly called their colleagues patrolling downstairs. “Check Boss Luan’s window from below.”

The bodyguards downstairs ran to the window and stared up for a while before reporting, “Can’t see clearly, the main light’s off, but the nightlight’s on. Shadows are moving, they’re probably still inside.”

Before resorting to breaking in with a spare key from the nurses, the bodyguards decided to try politeness first. They knocked and asked, “Boss Luan, are you okay? If something’s wrong, we’ll have to get a key and come in.”

“I’m fine, feeling better at night, so I decided to exercise a bit.” Luan Yenan’s voice finally came from inside, calm and steady, like still water.

Hearing this, the bodyguards sighed in relief. They didn’t comment on the noises that followed, only thinking it strange how quickly Boss Luan had recovered. She had been listless during the day but was now exercising vigorously past 2 a.m. How odd.

Inside the room, the seemingly calm waters were churning with violent waves.

Zuo Baixuan bit down hard on Luan Yenan’s shoulder, accusing her of her beastly behavior and rough actions.

But as Zuo Baixuan bit down to stifle her sounds, Luan Yenan’s canine teeth also found the delicate gland.

The vodka poured in without restraint, aiming to completely intoxicate the vanilla, merging with it to create a new world.

Luan Yenan and Zuo Baixuan stood in that new world, embracing each other.

From that day on, they became even more intimate.

No longer separate, but one.