Transmigrating Before The Crazy Beauty Scum A Loses Control - Chapter 85

The news of Luan Yenan being discharged from the hospital spread quickly.

In just the short span of a morning, from the time Luan Yenan completed her check-up and packed her belongings to head home, Zuo Baixuan’s phone didn’t get a moment’s rest.

Zuo Baixuan only replied to Jiang Lingdan, instructing her to inform the company partners who had inquired, and ignored all other nosy individuals.

Despite this, by the time Luan Yenan had completed the discharge procedures, some media had already caught wind of the news and arrived.

Luan Yenan had no choice but to don a thick coat, blend into the crowd, and then leave with Zuo Baixuan in a car that was waiting at the back door.

By the time the media realized that a car resembling the Luan family’s had just left, it was already too late.

As soon as Luan Yenan got into the car, Luan Xing said to her, “Muyin said she would arrange the banquet for tomorrow, so you should go home and rest today. Do you have anything else to say?”

Luan Xing handed her phone, which was still on the call, to Luan Yenan.

Luan Yenan laughed into the phone, “Mom, remember to tell Grandpa to bring my phone tomorrow. I’m an adult now, and having my phone confiscated for so many days is a bit much.”

Laughter also came from the other end of the phone from Luan Muyin.

She had been worried about Luan Yenan’s health, but now all her worries were swallowed, replaced instead with laughter, “Are you trying to anger your grandfather?”

“I think Grandpa has been quite spirited recently, hale and hearty, so he shouldn’t be easily angered by me. If he does get angry, maybe it’s better for him to retire early and rest.” Luan Yenan’s tone shifted from joking to casually serious, revealing her intentions since leaving the hospital.

There was silence on the other end of the phone from Luan Muyin.

She had harbored such thoughts since she first took over “Frontend” but had never succeeded.

Not to mention now, with Luan Lizheng’s actions causing the company to fall apart, the struggles of the past few days had only led the wavering factions to choose sides.

In the past, Luan Muyin had not wanted to take over the company, but was forced by Luan Lizheng to become the heir.

After managing it for so many years, she had developed an affection for the company, and seeing it in its current state was distressing.

Luan Yenan sensed Luan Muyin’s low spirits and knew the pressure this period had brought on her Alpha mother, who was more of a technical than a managerial talent.

So she said with a smile, “Or, Mom, if you also want to retire, you can choose to let go, and I’ll take over everything.”

Luan Muyin on the other end of the phone just hummed in acknowledgment before hanging up.

Luan Xing turned around with a smile, “The outside world says you’re not interested in the Luan family’s business, but it seems now that your ambitions are quite large.”

Luan Yenan took the phone and sent a text message using Luan Xing’s phone.

Zuo Baixuan instinctively glanced over.

Luan Yenan was contacting a niche custom dress shop to have two dresses delivered to their home.

Zuo Baixuan thought it was considerate of Luan Yenan to prepare the dresses early, as the banquet was tomorrow and it was likely to be an uphill battle.

When Luan Yenan returned the phone to Luan Xing, she said, “I think what Grandpa has been doing recently is trying to merge the two companies into one, I’m just fulfilling his wish.”

Luan Xing, who didn’t pay much attention to business matters, was surprised by this as she had been helping Luan Yenan with external news and hadn’t seen Luan Lizheng’s intentions, “How could Dad do this?”

Luan Yenan lazily leaned to the side, resting on Zuo Baixuan.

“Mom, don’t worry. Didn’t I tell you yesterday? Baixuan has been doing great recently, even without my intervention, she could handle things. I’ll just rely on her.”

The relaxed expression on Luan Yenan’s face was genuine.

Luan Xing nodded with relief, “Yes, I also think it’s wonderful that you have Baixuan by your side.”

Zuo Baixuan blushed at the praise.

Luan Yenan was praising her, but why was she boasting in front of her mother?

But Zuo Baixuan still firmly held Luan Yenan’s hand under Luan Xing’s gaze.

Because she remembered Luan Yenan’s past words and stories. Luan Xing was the biological mother of the “little girl” in the story.

Zuo Baixuan wanted to make a promise through her actions in front of Luan Yenan’s mother, to reassure her.

Luan Yenan was momentarily stunned.

She was being held by Zuo Baixuan’s shoulder and her hand was being held.

This wasn’t the usual way Omegas treated Alphas in this world.

Moreover, such open affection, without any performative aspect, was a first.

Luan Yenan was surprised by Zuo Baixuan’s behavior.

Zuo Baixuan’s face was still red with embarrassment, but her eyes were firm, actively meeting Luan Yenan’s gaze.

Being someone’s steadfast choice is fortunate.

Especially for Luan Yenan, who in her previous life had nothing but her career.

Warmth welled up in Luan Yenan’s heart, she took Zuo Baixuan’s hand in hers and said to Luan Xing, “Mom, see, Baixuan really loves me.”

Zuo Baixuan didn’t expect Luan Yenan to react this way, boasting in front of her mother.

Her face turned even redder, and she turned her head away.

The car window reflected her blushing face, but it bore a big smile that even in her sweetest dreams she could hardly imagine.

…

The driver took the Luan-Zuo couple home, they said goodbye to Luan Xing, and went upstairs.

Luan Yenan was still playing with Zuo Baixuan’s hand, seemingly unable to get enough.

Zuo Baixuan, however, felt inexplicably nervous.

She hadn’t expected that after confirming their relationship, she would feel more at a loss than when they were just in a contractual relationship.

How should she face Luan Yenan?

It seemed like they had skipped the process of getting to know each other and suddenly became a real couple.

This notion might seem strange.

After all, to outsiders, they have been legally married for over half a year.

Even from Jiang Lingdan’s perspective as an onlooker, they have been in a romantic relationship for several months.

Yet, only Zuo Baixuan, as the person involved, feels awkward at this moment, unsure how to transition into the role of “Luan Yenan’s wife.”

Luan Yenan has been observing Zuo Baixuan through the reflection in the elevator.

In the brief tens of seconds it took for the elevator to move from the first floor to the top floor, Zuo Baixuan’s mind seemed to undergo one internal struggle after another.

Luan Yenan couldn’t help but turn her head to look at Zuo Baixuan’s stiff movements, unsure where to place her hands and feet.

As the elevator doors opened and they stepped out, Luan Yenan leaned down and whispered in Zuo Baixuan’s ear with a smile, “Why are you so cute? Are you nervous just coming home?”

Home.

Zuo Baixuan’s breathing quickened, and the word began to feel more tangible. Her fingers nervously rubbed against her pants.

“I’m not nervous.” Zuo Baixuan stood in front of the door, still stubbornly retorting.

Luan Yenan just smiled, not calling her out.

Because it was normal.

This was Zuo Baixuan’s long-standing behavior pattern.

Disrupting the existing balance would bring her a sense of unease, and that wasn’t her fault.

Luan Yenan calmly unlocked the code and opened the heavy door.

The interior of the house remained completely unchanged, but its significance to them had completely transformed.

Zuo Baixuan looked at the now complete “home” before her, pursed her lips, and took a couple of steps forward: “Are you thirsty? Let me pour you some water.”

Luan Yenan still held her hand, not letting go, and laughed, “No need to rush with these things. Why are you acting like you’re hosting a guest? I’m not here as a visitor.”

“Doesn’t the lady of the house drink water? Look at you, your lips are a bit chapped.” Zuo Baixuan retorted, reaching out to press her finger against Luan Yenan’s lips.

Luan Yenan hadn’t felt thirsty before. But now, looking at Zuo Baixuan, she truly felt parched; she wanted something sweet.

She lightly nibbled on Zuo Baixuan’s fingertip, trying to taste it.

Zuo Baixuan slowly withdrew her finger.

Luan Yenan took the opportunity to lower her head and kiss Zuo Baixuan’s crimson lips.

The gentle and delicate kiss left Zuo Baixuan defenseless.

Luan Yenan seized the moment to wrap her arms around Zuo Baixuan’s waist, the thought of completely devouring her taking over her mind.

Originally concerned about whether the delicate flower could handle it, wanting to give her some time to rest, but seeing the blooming flower made her crave its nectar.

Her actions matched her thoughts.

Zuo Baixuan sensed Luan Yenan’s intentions and instinctively responded.

She couldn’t quite explain the situation.

The warm interactions typical of ordinary couples were somewhat difficult for her, but this passionate way of being together felt more familiar.

The deepening kiss clearly narrated their current status as a married couple.

Finally satisfied and catching her breath, Zuo Baixuan leaned on Luan Yenan’s shoulder and softly suggested, “Let’s eat first.”

“I want to eat you first.” Luan Yenan’s voice lilted lightly, like the clear ring of a witch’s bell casting a spell.

Luan Yenan also had no experience; naturally, she didn’t know how real couples should interact.

But she knew that since she and Zuo Baixuan were a genuine married couple, then the way they felt comfortable together was the way married couples should be.

So she threw caution to the wind, helping Zuo Baixuan relax.

Zuo Baixuan’s body softened.

Luan Yenan’s voice always made her ears itch.

Paired with the unrestrained pheromones, Zuo Baixuan immediately lost her resistance. The stirrings in her heart leaped out in sync.

What was the importance of eating now?

Zuo Baixuan wrapped her arms around Luan Yenan’s neck, their warm kisses continuing.

The room hadn’t even had time to warm up, but the fervent heat between them was enough to ignite the surroundings.

Luan Yenan picked up Zuo Baixuan and headed towards the nearest side bedroom.

Clothes scattered across the floor.

The door slowly closed, leaving only the pheromones drifting through the cracks to the outside.

…

When the side bedroom door opened again, Luan Yenan was wearing the nightgown that Zuo Baixuan had taken and never returned.

She glanced back at Zuo Baixuan, who was curled up in the blanket, hugging a pillow as a “defensive tool” her heart and eyes filled with laughter.

She really seemed like an insatiable fox spirit now.

Having drained Zuo Baixuan’s energy, the delicate flower was wilting, while she felt increasingly comfortable.

No, no, if this continued, the delicate flower’s body really wouldn’t be able to handle it.

Suppressing the lingering desire, Luan Yenan carefully exited the room.

The lunch hour had long passed, and judging by the time, the dim light outside suggested it was almost dinner time.

Luan Yenan walked into the kitchen, glanced at the refrigerator, and took out everything edible.

After preparing everything, she returned to the side bedroom.

Zuo Baixuan happened to be heading to the bathroom and, seeing Luan Yenan enter, exclaimed, “Why didn’t you knock before coming in! And why aren’t you closing your eyes!”

Luan Yenan found it amusing, “I came to call you for dinner, I didn’t expect you to be awake. But, looking at my own wife isn’t illegal, why should I close my eyes?”

“I’ll come out to eat after washing up, you go ahead!” Zuo Baixuan, unable to avoid the gaze or win the verbal spar, hurried into the bathroom.

Luan Yenan smiled, adjusted the room’s air conditioning temperature up a notch, and then returned to the dining table.

Not long after, Zuo Baixuan, dressed in her usual pajamas, sat down opposite Luan Yenan.

Luan Yenan’s eyes were still filled with tender laughter.

“What are you doing, not eating, just looking at me like that?” Zuo Baixuan looked up at Luan Yenan.

Zuo Baixuan didn’t know if it was the intimate contact that made her accustomed to being shameless in this space, or if it was acknowledging Luan Yenan’s words while being bare.

In any case, although still shy and awkward, she felt much better than when they had just returned.

Luan Yenan lightly shook her head, calmly sipping her soup.

Some details, only noticeable to her, remained her own secrets, not needing to be elaborated to Zuo Baixuan.

For instance, although Zuo Baixuan was still wearing her usual conservative pajamas, she had left two buttons undone today, buttons that she normally fastened all the way up to her neck.

The loose pajamas swayed gently, revealing Zuo Baixuan’s fair skin.

The little girl who had been hurt finally let down her guard in front of her woman, gaining a sense of security.

Zuo Baixuan also sipped soup with Luan Yenan.

Of course, it wasn’t just Luan Yenan who could notice the details.

The tenderness that lingered in Luan Yenan’s eyes, even during the most frantic moments between the sheets, was still present.

Hidden in Luan Yenan’s heart was a little child, one who had hardly received anything since childhood and had almost never been firmly chosen by anyone.

This made her desperately want to hold onto everything that belonged to her.

Thus, Luan Yenan wasn’t like others who were fickle. She, this person, cherished what she had even more.

After dinner.

The couple enjoyed a brief period of rest.

Without speaking, they leaned on the sofa, watching a randomly picked movie, lying quietly in the dim light.

They could see decades ahead, just like today, so content, having idle time to pass at will, and leaning together with their loved one in a casual manner, quietly feeling the flow of time.

This was the first time in Luan Yenan’s two lifetimes that she had such leisure, not in a hurry, but easily possessing everything she wanted.

She finally understood some of the so-called romantic things, like the poem by Haizi:

You come to the world once / You should see the sun / And walk on the street with your beloved. 【1】

She never thought she could bask in the summer sun on a winter night.

“I also didn’t expect that you could laugh while watching a tragic story movie.” Zuo Baixuan turned her head to see Luan Yenan’s smile and couldn’t help but tease.

Luan Yenan laughed even more heartily: “Because I didn’t really get into it.”

She seemed quite proud.

But Zuo Baixuan also started to laugh: “Actually, me neither.”

Then, the couple on the sofa, amidst the tear-jerking scenes of the movie, kissed inappropriately.

Such leisure lasted the entire evening.

Finally, it was Zuo Baixuan, who was “more career-minded” who couldn’t resist taking the phone that had been contacted by countless people until it automatically shut down due to low battery, and charging it.

Unexpectedly, after turning it on, the phone was still flooded with a continuous stream of messages.

Zuo Baixuan helplessly held the constantly flashing phone and looked at Luan Yenan: “You’re fine, your phone isn’t on you, so you’re at peace.”

Luan Yenan saw Luo Yun’s name flash on the screen.

She took the phone from Zuo Baixuan’s hand and answered the call.

Luo Yun’s voice came through with a laugh: “Not bad, Zuo Baixuan! I heard Luan Yenan was really cured by you!”

“It’s been hard on you too during this time.” Luan Yenan replied.

Luo Yun was silent for a few seconds on the other end, as if confirming the phone number: “It’s really not surprising that you answered Zuo Baixuan’s phone. But now that you’re out of the hospital, what are your plans?”

“Hosting a celebration banquet, didn’t anyone inform you?” Luan Yenan retorted.

Luo Yun scratched her head: “Really? I just woke up, the first news I saw was that you were discharged, so I called your wife. I’ve been jet-lagged for the past few days helping you sell ‘Block Coins’ and I haven’t recovered yet.”

“It’s not too late to know now, remember to come to the banquet, there’s a good show to watch.” Luan Yenan said.

Luo Yun, being a lover of fun, wouldn’t miss anything interesting, but she still couldn’t help but laugh: “You’re really strange, who calls others to watch their own family’s joke?”

Luan Yenan hung up the phone, and Zuo Baixuan was still smiling at her.

“What’s up?” Luan Yenan put the phone aside.

Zuo Baixuan leaned against her and asked, “Shouldn’t you tell me about tomorrow’s plan?”

“The company’s development direction? I can show you my business plan.” Luan Yenan said generously.

“I’m not worried about the company’s direction, I’m asking about public relations? Lingdan has been using the excuse that you’re still in the hospital and the company can’t respond without authorization. I thought about it, maybe I should admit that this issue is my fault, and then you could remove me from my position, how about that?” Zuo Baixuan also opened up, seriously discussing her real thoughts with Luan Yenan.

Luan Yenan lowered her head to kiss Zuo Baixuan’s forehead: “That won’t do, losing such a good employee would be a great loss for me. I’ll admit to this matter, and I will voluntarily resign from my position as president.”

“What? That can’t be!” Zuo Baixuan immediately sat up, she hadn’t expected Luan Yenan’s plan to be exactly the same as hers, the difference being that they both thought of leaving themselves.

“I don’t care, whether you’re the president or I am, does it matter?” Luan Yenan’s control and confidence lay in the fact that even without the empty title of “president” she wasn’t worried about her influence in the company and the industry.

“I care.” On this matter, Zuo Baixuan didn’t want Luan Yenan to bear the responsibility that she should have taken.

Luan Yenan looked at the guilt spreading in Zuo Baixuan’s eyes, pinched her chin, and slightly lifted it: “If that’s the case, I’d rather you give me some other compensation.”

Zuo Baixuan looked at Luan Yenan’s burning gaze, gritted her teeth in frustration: “Don’t you stop being human! I’m exhausted now, I just want to have a good sleep tonight.”

But Luan Yenan didn’t let go of Zuo Baixuan’s chin.

Zuo Baixuan didn’t break free either.

They stared at each other, their gazes growing hotter. Whoever quickened their breath first would once again welcome the storm.

Luan Yenan, however, was the first to let go, gently embracing Zuo Baixuan’s waist.

Zuo Baixuan was puzzled, wondering why Luan Yenan had suddenly let her off.

Then she felt warm breath by her neck: “Now that we’re properly married, shouldn’t you move to the master bedroom to sleep with me?”

Only then did Zuo Baixuan understand that Luan Yenan wasn’t suddenly letting her off; she was clearly playing a long game to catch a big fish!

“Aren’t you tired at all?” Zuo Baixuan put on a stern face and pushed Luan Yenan away.

Luan Yenan gave a soft hum, her narrow eyes showing a seductive charm, tempting the wavering Zuo Baixuan: “But I want to sleep with you, just hold you, I promise not to move.”

Thump, thump.

Zuo Baixuan’s heart was beating out of control.

Who could resist the usually strong and efficient lady suddenly making a soft request? And she was wasting time just to sleep together.

Zuo Baixuan quickly shook her head, controlling her urge to give in.

She had to think more about this energetic sister, whose antics from last night, this morning, and this afternoon had nearly worn out her young body.

For the sake of her aching back, she couldn’t easily agree.

Zuo Baixuan quickly broke free from Luan Yenan and stepped back two meters to feel safe.

Luan Yenan leaned on the sofa, watching Zuo Baixuan retreat to the side bedroom.

She really didn’t know if Zuo Baixuan’s reaction was due to her great charm or lack thereof.

Bang!

Zuo Baixuan didn’t say much more, just shut herself in the room.

Luan Yenan didn’t know if the door was locked.

She just walked to the door and loudly said to it: “I really don’t know if this counts as living in widowhood? My wife won’t even sleep with me. I said just holding to sleep, and she doesn’t believe me.”

Unfortunately, after her words, the room was silent.

She ultimately failed to lure the little white flower out.

Damn, not easy to fool anymore.

Progress, little white flower classmate!

Luan Yenan shook her head lightly; she might have really worn her out, so she had to let it go for now and return to her master bedroom.

The room’s setup was unchanged, only the twisted quilt on the bed showed signs of someone having slept there.

The moment she realized Zuo Baixuan’s past actions, Luan Yenan smiled again.

It wasn’t just her who was suffering; in that case, it was fair.

Her heart eased, she walked to the foot of the bed, shook out the quilt to smooth it, and prepared to sleep.

Thud, thud, thud.

Just as the quilt settled on the bed, stirring the air outward, it hit something solid and bounced back, bringing with it a brief, light knock.

Luan Yenan turned around to see Zuo Baixuan standing by the door.

Even though the door was open, Zuo Baixuan didn’t come in, just looked sideways at the patterns on the wooden door.

“Come in.” Luan Yenan looked at Zuo Baixuan’s blushing face, her lips curving, waiting for the stubborn Zuo Baixuan to react.

Zuo Baixuan’s fingers hooked into the gaps of the wooden door’s patterns, her voice soft: “The quilt in my room is dirty, no time to wash it.”

“Hmm.” Luan Yenan nodded.

And then?

“I don’t want to use the Dalmatian quilt cover, it’s too ugly.” Zuo Baixuan said awkwardly.

Luan Yenan smiled and played along: “Ah, what to do then? How about you squeeze into my bed, at least my quilt cover is quite nice.”

Zuo Baixuan didn’t respond, nor did she look at Luan Yenan, just quietly walked into the room, went to the bed, and lay down under the covers. All actions were done in one go.

Finally, she popped her head out and said: “What are you standing there for? Turn off the light, it’s time to sleep.”

Zuo Baixuan also felt she was being quite awkward, having refused but then, after just ten seconds of quiet thought in her room, was filled with the urge to come find Luan Yenan and hold her.

But she couldn’t be straightforward.

It would take some time to be completely open, Luan Yenan, you should be willing to wait for me, right!

Luan Yenan also thought Zuo Baixuan was awkward, but let her be adorably awkward. Awkwardly refusing, awkwardly enduring for thirty seconds before coming to compromise, also quite cute.

Luan Yenan turned off the light, lay down beside Zuo Baixuan, and gently but firmly held her wife.

As agreed, just holding, steady holding, the two almost merging into one, their body temperatures becoming one.

Author’s note:

Dalmatian quilt cover: Only I am hurt in this world.

PS: [1] Haizi’s “Summer Sun”