TAISS – Chapter 33

So she wasn’t the first omega Lin Jianheng had ever marked.

Yan Su felt a chill run through her, feeling as wretched as a drowned rat.

And to think she had believed Lin Jianheng was so inexperienced, that there had been no one before her.

But it made sense, didn’t it? Lin Jianheng had only lost her past memories.

Someone with Lin Jianheng’s family background and personality, how could she possibly reach her twenties without any experience?

Many of the hedonistic daughters from the Empire’s wealthy families, the ones not destined to take power, were more promiscuous than the last, regardless of their ABO designation.

They played around as much as they wanted in private, and their families didn’t care. After all, the family business wouldn’t fall to them. They were just letting loose before their arranged marriages, living as wantonly as possible for a few years before they had to settle down.

If Lin Jianheng had only had one omega, and it was her true fiancée…

What could she say or do?

Yan Su just… felt a secret heartache.

It hurt so much it was hard to breathe, and she was jealous to the extreme of this true fiancée she had never met.

Li Zhaoge, the fake fiancée, was already enough to make Yan Su jealous. Now that a real one had appeared, it was hard for her not to imagine things.

If only she were Lin Jianheng’s true fiancée.

She wanted to be her master’s first, and even more, her master’s only one.

But reality was cruel. Yan Su was nothing more than Lin Jianheng’s good dog.

Even if she was now being spoiled like a pet, held, kissed, and marked.

In the future, Lin Jianheng could still have someone else.

It was even possible that the true fiancée might return to Lin Jianheng’s side.

What status would she have then?

How unwilling she was to accept it.

Yan Su knew she was lacking, her status low. Besides her looks and her body, there was nothing worthy of making Lin Jianheng stay for her.

Still, she couldn’t control her desire to keep Lin Jianheng.

Her moon, her lighthouse, her leash and collar…

Could you look at me one more time, even just for a glance?

Yan Su looked up with a glimmer of hope, only to see Lin Jianheng’s indifferent eyes.

They had already left Jian Lingxuan’s office. Lin Jianheng still hadn’t snapped out of it, her eyelashes lowered, her usually smiling face devoid of expression.

It was indeed a vain hope. Yan Su followed closely behind Lin Jianheng. Their clasped hands were loosely linked, and Yan Su felt so numb she couldn’t even feel Lin Jianheng’s warmth.

At the very least, she had to be Lin Jianheng’s good pet.

To stay by Lin Jianheng’s side as much as possible.

Yan Su knew that in this moment, an incredibly dark thought was born within her.

A delusion a pet should never have.

She wanted to become lovers with Lin Jianheng.

And she wanted to offer her everything for this delusion.

Even if it meant secretly getting rid of anyone who posed a threat, locking herself at Lin Jianheng’s feet, and becoming a part of her.

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Lin Jianheng only managed to recover after she started working.

Actually, the biggest shock for Lin Jianheng wasn’t the fact that she had another fiancée.

It was that her former self had actually had a relationship with someone of the same sex.

She had always thought she was straight.

The straight-as-an-arrow type. The kind of straight girl who couldn’t become a lesbian even after witnessing the diversity of men in her original world, and was thus quite desperate about it.

But in the end, someone was telling her that her original body, in the world it originally lived in, had a fiancée she was genuinely in love with, and had even marked this lover.

They were madly in love, and she had even fought with her family over that person, saying she would elope if she couldn’t marry them.

So what was she?

Was she really a lesbian?

Lin Jianheng was lost in thought, unconsciously handling her work, and didn’t notice Yan Su on the sofa beside her, biting a pillow with red-rimmed eyes.

She even went so far as to find Li Zhaoge and send her a message.

【My sister said I had a real fiancée before. Can you tell me what that’s all about?】

Li Zhaoge always replied to her instantly, but this time she first sent a question mark.

Lin Jianheng irritably processed the documents, waiting for Li Zhaoge to type.

Two minutes later, Li Zhaoge’s reply finally arrived.

【Xiao Heng, can we meet? I just got off work, I can treat you to dinner.】

Lin Jianheng let out a breath. Their meeting yesterday had not been pleasant.

She had learned who Li Zhaoge’s true loyalty lay with, and because Li Zhaoge was there, she couldn’t have a proper talk with her best friend about them, this world, and the transmigration.

【I don’t really want to see you.】 Lin Jianheng typed without hesitation.

If she wouldn’t tell her, then so be it. Jian Lingxuan knew anyway.

Having a sister who was completely on her side was enough.

Li Zhaoge’s side went silent. Lin Jianheng slapped her own face, unwilling to think about it anymore.

Since the past fiancée hadn’t appeared, it really had nothing to do with her.

She should just focus on the present. At least, before she regained her memories, Lin Jianheng didn’t think she could “become” a lesbian so smoothly.

Better to finish her work quickly. She still had to take her little kitten out to eat later.

But unexpectedly, half an hour later, Li Zhaoge sent a very long message.

Lin Jianheng read it while taking a sip of water.

【Xiao Heng, this matter is rather complicated. We weren’t very close back then, but to be honest, your sister and mothers don’t know the specifics either.

We only know that you met a woman somewhere back then. It’s said you’d known each other for a long time, chatting on Q Net since you were little, a cyber childhood sweetheart. But you never told anyone, so even those close to you didn’t know.

Later, on your graduation trip when you were 16 (you skipped grades in middle school, graduating at 16 to prepare for university), you went out with friends from school and didn’t let us follow. After the guards your sister secretly sent were discovered, you even had a fight with her.

When you came back, you said you were in a relationship and wanted to get engaged. Of course, we couldn’t agree. We didn’t know what kind of person you were dating, and besides, you were too young then.

But then you said you had marked that omega sister. Although you hadn’t taken any further steps, you wanted to be responsible for her and liked her very much. Your family told you to bring her home for them to see. I wasn’t involved; I heard about it afterward.

Your mothers didn’t have much of an opinion about the woman. They said if you really liked her, you could wait two years and get engaged after you came of age. Your sister, however, was quite unhappy. She was drinking with Lu Yuanchen and me every day during that period.

After that, your relationship with all of us slowly grew distant. We went from being very close to just ordinary friends. You’ll have to ask your family for more details. All I know is that the year you turned 18, you were preparing to get engaged to that person. She had agreed, and you were planning the details of the engagement party together, buying rings, jewelry, and gowns.

The invitations had even been sent out. Your public identity was, after all, a descendant of the noble Jian family. Engagements and marriages had to be announced in high society circles. Especially since your fiancée was from a minor family, not a member of the elite circle.

But on the eve of the engagement, the woman disappeared. I don’t know how she disappeared, only that you were in a terrible state during that time, crying all day. The matter became a source of deep-seated pain for you. Your sister didn’t even dare to bring it up, afraid of upsetting you.

But the most troublesome part was that the engagement party invitations had already been sent. Canceling abruptly would affect the family’s reputation, business dealings, and so on. At that time, your family… brought you to find me.

They asked me to help by pretending to be your fiancée and attending the engagement party. My identity was perfect for it. I’m from the Li family but left the family years ago to join the Imperial Guard. I was originally your guard, so it wasn’t out of the question for me to stay by your side in a personal capacity.

So I took her place and became your fiancée in name only. There are no feelings between us.

I’m sorry for hiding this from you before. Xiao Heng, perhaps I should have confessed back when I first learned you had amnesia that our relationship wasn’t that of fiancées, but simply master and guard.】

Lin Jianheng was silent for a moment, her gaze sweeping over Li Zhaoge’s phrases “originally your guard” and “simply master and guard.”

She even felt that this was Li Zhaoge’s main point.

Li Zhaoge was telling her that she wasn’t a knight of the royal family, but truly just her knight.

The more she looked at it, the more it seemed like a peace offering.

Lin Jianheng pursed her lips, sent Li Zhaoge a “It’s okay,” and leaned back, slumping into her ergonomic chair.

After reading this long-winded essay, Lin Jianheng still had no idea what her real fiancée was like.

But why would someone run away when they were so in love, already engaged, and just one step away from holding the engagement party?

Seriously, if she didn’t want to have the party, why couldn’t they have just talked it over?

Was she the type of person who was difficult to communicate with, domineering and unreasonable?

However, since the other party was at fault, they were no longer in contact, and she had no memory of it…

Then she would just pretend it never happened.

Lin Jianheng coaxed herself into a better mood and threw herself into her work with renewed vigor.

Two hours later, she finished her ten million’s worth of work ahead of schedule and sent it in a package to Jian Lingxuan, who was still working overtime.

Then she happily dragged Yan Su out to go shopping.

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Yan Su still hadn’t recovered by the time they got home.

While washing up, she kept thinking about Lin Jianheng’s former omega.

Comparing their pheromones, whose would suit Lin Jianheng’s tastes more?

Their demeanor, which one would Lin Jianheng favor more?

Could she try a little harder, let Lin Jianheng devour all of her, and thus become Lin Jianheng’s one and only?

Yan Su was about to drive herself crazy.

It was the first time she realized her heart was so small that it couldn’t accommodate a rival from who knows how long ago.

What’s more, she was just her master’s pet, not even a lover. In terms of their relationship, she couldn’t compare to a “former fiancée” at all.

But, but…

Yan Su tilted her head back, letting the scalding water run over her face. She wouldn’t care if it burned her to a crisp.

The pain on her skin was nothing compared to a fraction of the pain in her heart.

She was wrong. She was a sinner.

From the moment she realized she liked Lin Jianheng—not just a pet’s attachment and adoration for its master, but the true affection between lovers.

She was utterly wrong, her sins grave.

And now she was letting herself fall, compounding her mistakes.

What should I do… Yan Su stroked her tattoo, looking at the place where the markings had appeared.

She wondered if her master would be willing to feed her tonight.

Before this former fiancée appeared, Yan Su had been able to restrain this affection.

Now it was overflowing, the exposed parts sour like a lemon. Even so, Yan Su still liked, deeply loved Lin Jianheng, and wanted to give herself to her supreme master.

Yan Su agonized for a while before finally accepting this sin.

She was a sinner, unforgivable.

And now she was about to deepen her sins.

She turned off the showerhead, didn’t use the automatic dryer, and instead grabbed a towel, using the most primitive method.

She simply wiped off the excess water and then wrapped herself up.

Just like that, she walked out of the bathroom and out of her room in front of Lin Jianheng.

“Sister?” Lin Jianheng was lying on her stomach on the bed, looking up places to go tomorrow.

The place she scouted today felt like an internet-famous spot; she needed to find another one.

“Just getting something,” Yan Su’s voice drifted from a distance.

Lin Jianheng grabbed a handful of snacks and then froze.

She went to the bathroom to wash her hands, and when she came back, she happened to see Yan Su unwrapping a package she had brought back that evening.

“Sister, what did you buy?” Lin Jianheng pressed against Yan Su, hugging her, already feeling a little eager to start.

Yan Su didn’t speak. After the eco-friendly packaging was removed, Lin Jianheng saw a dazzling array of…

Collars.

Yan Su placed it on the bedside table and started unwrapping a second one.

The calmer her movements, the more tense Lin Jianheng felt watching her.

Had her sister made progress?

When doing these things, she no longer seemed as shy as before.

Lin Jianheng remembered something she had seen on a forum.

Going.

Buying this kind of thing, deliberately unwrapping it in front of her, and right after washing up…

Yan Su seemed to have turned herself into a dish, ready to be garnished by another.

These collars, clothes, and even the humiliation Yan Su brought upon herself.

That’s right. These things inherently carried a strong sense of humiliation. How on earth did Yan Su manage to be so calm, and even let her watch?

If she didn’t do something, wouldn’t she be letting down her sister’s efforts?

The beauty was in not ruining Yan Su’s “going.” Maybe today… she could be a little bolder.

“Is it what I think it is?” Lin Jianheng asked before reaching out to unwrap it.

“Of course… whatever Master thinks is correct.” Yan Su was now unwrapping the box she had bought from that netizen whose boss had run off.

The pills were in the box. Yan Su didn’t touch them for now, simply taking out the essential oil next to it and handing it to Lin Jianheng.

Then she tore open a packet and bit down on a finger sleeve.

Holding Lin Jianheng’s shoulders, she pushed her back step by step.

Lin Jianheng was still holding the posture corrector.

She was a little flustered, not understanding how to use it, but she was already embarrassed enough.

Suddenly pushed back by Yan Su, her steps were half-limp as she yielded.

Looking up and seeing what Yan Su was holding in her mouth, she completely lost her reason.

“Come to Master for a meal again, have you?” Lin Jianheng said, turning the tables and looming over Yan Su, suppressing her with her shadow.

Yan Su was very obedient, showing no intention of resisting.

With the finger sleeve in her mouth, she couldn’t speak. Only her sea-blue eyes were visible in the shadows.

Glistening with tears, evoking pity.

“My little kitten gets hungry so easily.” Lin Jianheng, as expected, tenderly caressed Yan Su’s face, pausing briefly on her lips.

It really wasn’t easy to raise a succubus like Yan Su.

If Lin Jianheng’s own level weren’t high enough, she would sooner or later have a pheromone deficiency problem. Then she’d have to buy medicine, and Yan Su would have to suffer through eating nutritional supplements.

Lin Jianheng was about to take the finger sleeve. Yan Su’s heart raced, the guilty vexation swept away by Lin Jianheng’s few words.

But her master’s fingertips only lingered on her lips, toying with them.

They skipped over the thing held tightly in her mouth, an object that could be called an offering.

Yan Su was like a lamb offering a knife to a cheetah.

But her cheetah didn’t want the tool. It would use its canines to bite her, to tear her open.

Proving that with sharp claws and fangs, it didn’t need a knife to enjoy her.

Yan Su’s breath puffed against the packet, making it tremble.

Lin Jianheng cupped the back of Yan Su’s head, inviting her to look up, only to fasten the posture corrector on her.

Click. A clock-like device with a ticking sound was attached to Yan Su’s neck.

It completely enveloped the gland that needed to be marked, to be fed.

And her constantly pulsing blood vessels, the neck branded with her master’s signature.

Then came a pair of hands.

Yan Su was like a prisoner from ancient times, completely bound and unable to move.

She was thoroughly captured by Lin Jianheng, but with the tools she had bought herself, the tools she had personally handed to Lin Jianheng to unwrap.

“Your heart is racing. Sister must be looking forward to this, right?” Lin Jianheng looked down and saw the heart rate, humidity, temperature, and… displayed on the posture corrector.

Arousal level.

The four data points from top to bottom were: 115/minute, 60%, 37 degrees Celsius, 20%.

Lin Jianheng didn’t know this kind of thing could be calculated.

But looking at that 20%, she felt she could still try harder.

No wonder she hadn’t seen the beautiful wings and ears.

Lin Jianheng lifted the chain, wrapping the excess part around Yan Su’s waist.

Now she couldn’t even lift her hands. Yan Su bit down hard on the packet of finger sleeves, her eyes already filled with tears.

It rose by 5%.

Lin Jianheng pulled the packet from Yan Su’s mouth and tore it open.

In front of Yan Su, she stretched out her hands, which were very suitable for experiments.

She put on the glove with raised bumps.

Her own unusually skilled movements also told her that she had indeed done similar things before.

Maybe she really did have a fiancée…

But now, she only had Yan Su, this one little kitten.

After putting it on, Lin Jianheng even held it up to the light to inspect it.

Good quality. It seemed her sister knew how to shop.

“Really, Sister. To think you’d buy these toys yourself, just for my enjoyment.” Lin Jianheng didn’t want to get the glove she had just put on dirty.

She used her other hand to wipe away the tears gathering at the corners of Yan Su’s eyes, and then occupied her disobedient lips.

Making it so she couldn’t even argue, constantly, constantly being stimulated.

Pushing that quantified sensation to a level that satisfied Lin Jianheng.

“So Sister has always wanted me to…” Lin Jianheng paused, waiting for Yan Su to hold her breath.

Only when Yan Su was about to lose her breath did she finish the sentence.

“Examine you.”

Exhaling in a rush, the tips of Yan Su’s teeth were trembling, and the tongue that occasionally brushed against Lin Jianheng’s fingertips also trembled pitifully.

Lin Jianheng saw the four numbers change to: 127/minute, 105%, 37.5 degrees Celsius, 50%.

“Sister must have been waiting a long time, right? When did you buy these things?”

It can even exceed 100%.

Lin Jianheng stared at the 50%, slightly dissatisfied.

Everything had to be done to the extreme.

Even developing and awakening were no exception.

“Mmph, it was…” Yan Su had just started to speak when her tongue was pinched.

Lin Jianheng wasn’t being excessive—it was just a first warning. Next time, Lin Jianheng couldn’t say what she might do.

“Buying things for me on your own initiative… your things, even behind my back, without discussing it with me… Our little kitten is truly, naively cute.”

Yan Su couldn’t speak to defend herself and couldn’t move. Only her eyes could express herself, tears welling up in waves.

Turning her azure eyes into a true sky, boundless and vast.

The numbers continued to rise.

Yan Su had completely become a pet at the mercy of another, to be manipulated as they pleased.

Now she was a lamb, already brought down, having lost the will to struggle.

Lin Jianheng was a hunter full of wicked tastes, who still didn’t proceed, only teasing Yan Su’s ear.

A few seconds ago, Lin Jianheng’s hand had already been removed from Yan Su’s mouth.

She had tugged her tongue, making her unable to resist licking her lips.

But she had already been punished for speaking. Yan Su’s ear cartilage was being scratched to the point her scalp tingled, and she had lost the will to beg for mercy, simply enduring it.

And Lin Jianheng’s fingertips were now tracing the cochlea of Yan Su’s ear.

Bringing waves of soft, rustling sounds, completely blocking the path of her hearing.

Yan Su tensed up, unable to grab onto anything. She whimpered as if begging for mercy, a “buzzing” in her ears that was a song belonging only to her master.

In that instant, her ears and wings popped out. Yan Su turned as red as a pomegranate, wanting to roll away and escape, but was easily held back by the chain in Lin Jianheng’s hand.

With a casual tug, Lin Jianheng could pull her disobedient fugitive before her eyes and see the data recorder hanging on her neck.

Now the four data points had stabilized, becoming: 125/minute, 130%, 37.7 degrees Celsius, 70%.

Since her wings and ears were both red, Lin Jianheng temporarily ignored Yan Su’s data, patting her tattoo and instead trying to make the markings appear.

“Ma-Master…” Yan Su, as if relieved of a heavy burden, still wanted to turn over, unable to bear Lin Jianheng’s continuous, light pats.

It was even with the gloved hand. The lubricant on Yan Su’s tattoo burned her skin fiercely.

“Mmph, Master, n-no more patting…” Though she said that, the 70% still became 72%.

“Naughty, Sister, you’re lying again.” The fact that it was rising meant Yan Su liked it very much.

Lin Jianheng changed from patting to stroking, unconsciously pressing lightly.

The tattooed area was the softest, like a cat’s belly.

Her cat wouldn’t do the rabbit-kick thing, so of course, she was the most well-behaved.

“I’m not, sob…” How could you…

72% became 75%.

Still no markings. Lin Jianheng wasn’t in a hurry. She set their rules with Yan Su.

“Sister is Master’s little kitten, right? How can a little kitten talk?” Since her words didn’t match her feelings, she shouldn’t speak at all.

As Lin Jianheng spoke, she lightly patted Yan Su’s lips.

“From now on, you can only meow, no talking, okay~? Sister can do that, right?” With the quantified data, Lin Jianheng didn’t even realize how excessive her request was.

“Ah… meow…” Yan Su, crying her eyes out, agreed with utmost obedience, becoming a truly tamed little kitten, accepting her master’s teachings.

75% jumped to 85%.

See? She clearly liked it a lot.

Lin Jianheng hugged Yan Su, finally ready to begin.

85% was an A. She was very satisfied with this test paper.

If it could reach an A+, Lin Jianheng would be even more engrossed, even more… fond of it.

She kissed the little kitten’s ear, deepening it little by little, maximizing the wet sounds, as if she were kissing Yan Su’s brain.

Yan Su trembled and cried, incredibly obedient. Even though the restraints were uncomfortable, she could only…

“Meow, meow… m-meow…”

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“You can talk now.” Lin Jianheng looked at the updated data sheet thoughtfully, patted Yan Su’s tattoo, and took off the finger sleeve.

The data sheet that came with this posture corrector was really convenient. Now, in addition to the initial four data points, there was a new one.

Times: 5

Lin Jianheng hadn’t even noticed. So Yan Su had already come that many times.

“Hm? You’ve been a kitten for so long you’ve forgotten how to call me Master?” Whose master had such a soft voice, without a hint of dominance, yet was impossible to resist?

“Master…” Yan Su sobbed, crying hard, but still had to obey Lin Jianheng.

“So good.” Lin Jianheng read the five data points.

110/minute, 180%, 37.9 degrees Celsius, 99%, 5

It had already been 5 times, yet it was still at 99%.

It seemed they were in for another night where time would fly.

Lin Jianheng thought, next time they should start earlier, or set an alarm, and establish some rules.

Spending ten hours on this every day, was she ever going to get any work done?

Damn it, why couldn’t she be a real hedonistic second-generation heir?

Then she could justifiably be clingy with Yan Su every day.

“Good kittens get a reward. What reward do you want from Master?” Lin Jianheng thought, giving her a small mark first.

After all, besides entertainment, she really did have to feed Yan Su.

Yan Su would faint from hunger if she didn’t eat.

“Can I ask for anything?” She was still crying, but her eyes lit up at the mention of a reward.

“Of course, you’re my little kitten.” Lin Jianheng had only thought of marking or another round.

But Yan Su knelt down and spoke cautiously, tears still slipping from the corners of her eyes.

“Yan Su wants, wants, wants to be… hit… by Master…” Her voice grew quieter and quieter.

But her posture was very clear.

Lin Jianheng looked at her and suddenly remembered that English word from the manual.

Spank

Could it mean…

“Can I? Please, Master, I want you to…” She had wanted this for a long time.

Today’s master was bolder, more ruthless than ever before, gradually approaching Yan Su’s preferences. It made it hard for her to endure this desire.

Yan Su felt the small of her back heating up, the same feeling as the tattoo yesterday.

She was about to cross that line again, overstepping and being presumptuous.

Just waiting for the slap, her tattoo would shed all its black, embroidering red and blue onto her back.

So hot…

Yan Su could hardly wait. Just thinking about what was to come excited her immensely.

“Please, Master, good Master, this is the only thing I want.” Actually, this sort of thing should have been a punishment.

Not only did Yan Su see it as a reward, she was begging Lin Jianheng for it.

This made Lin Jianheng understand a little.

She couldn’t help but wonder, was a succubus’s love for this kind of pain innate?

Lin Jianheng just checked Yan Su’s data.

Nothing abnormal, so she was really going to give her a “reward.”

A palm slapped down.

Markings crawled all over her back, like vines twining around Yan Su’s shoulder blades and the small of her back, growing on her and absorbing her life force.

This time, the markings symbolized pain and pleasure.

It would convert the former into the latter to the greatest extent. And at the peak moment, it would convert all of the latter back into the former.

The numbers were different now, too.

180% became 220%, 99% became 170%.

Her body temperature broke the 38-degree mark, and the 5 at the end successfully became a 6.

And that was just one slap.

Lin Jianheng thought, such a good feel, like jelly-like cotton candy, it would be a shame to only do it once.

Besides, Yan Su’s numbers were still climbing.

So she did it again and again.

Like playing music, she was a drummer, until Yan Su collapsed.

The bedsheets were a mess.

Lin Jianheng witnessed the power of 220%.

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Lin Jianheng hadn’t used much force.

But Yan Su’s skin was delicate, and it still left quite a few marks.

“Does it hurt? Sister.” Lin Jianheng was now comforting Yan Su, stroking the red marks with gentle movements.

Yan Su shook her head.

Lin Jianheng simply kissed the base of her ear.

…

Finally, there was a marking, given to the gland resting on the back of her neck.

Lin Jianheng lifted Yan Su’s rose-colored hair.

With her shaking, she massaged the gland on her nape bit by bit.

Until the nape was once again overflowing with pheromones, layers of sweet fragrance wafting out.

As she applied the honey-like substance, Lin Jianheng’s mind drifted slightly.

It would probably take her two days for her own pheromones to match Yan Su’s level.

Yet Yan Su could be this sweet every day. As expected of a succubus.

Lin Jianheng spread the sweet pheromones over Yan Su’s markings.

She bent down to kiss them, tracing the patterns with the tip of her tongue.

This sent shivers through the already exhausted Yan Su, her tears flowing endlessly, her whole body soft and pliant.

Finally, she unfastened the posture corrector and bit down on the gland that had been tormented and bound for hours.

This time there was no embrace, just a pure bite. Like a wolf capturing its prey, it ruthlessly sank its canines in.

It was long and chaotic. Yan Su’s various stats slowly decreased during the release.

Bringing a cold silence after the fiery friction.

Master is so good.

She granted her every wish, even this strange patting and soothing of her markings.

Now she was feeding her, little by little, unlike the initial frantic and thoughtless rush, making sure not to cause her discomfort.

But why… did Yan Su feel cold instead?

Her body, her mind. Even her gland, which had just experienced heated friction and was currently being bitten, was cooling down?

It was as if she had been suddenly thrown into an ice cellar.

Was it because Lin Jianheng wasn’t holding her, wasn’t kissing and caressing her like before?

Or was it because…

She knew Lin Jianheng had marked someone else?

The moment this thought appeared, a basin of cold water was poured over her from head to toe.

It felt like Yan Su had been split open, cold through and through.

Had Lin Jianheng bitten someone else like this?

Was it with the same force, ruthless and fierce, or was it gentle and slow?

Why am I thinking about this…

She had promised not to cross the line again. She was just her master’s pet.

Yan Su buried her head and gripped the bedsheets.

Ha… how pathetic.

She had just been hit, trained, and punished by her master.

All these things that were originally sweet had turned to pain in this moment.

She cared so much about that true fiancée, the person Lin Jianheng had truly loved.

So much so that she couldn’t even enjoy a single marking.

Yan Su didn’t know that this was the price for the markings on her back.

It had already given Yan Su hours of turning pain into pleasure, and now, at the end, it had to take its due.

She just wanted to laugh at her shameful jealousy, her pathetic lowliness.

She could never truly confess to Lin Jianheng. She could only be a pet, accompanying Lin Jianheng at her feet until death.

She thought she could accept that.

But now Yan Su felt that if she couldn’t become lovers with Lin Jianheng, then maybe…

At this moment when they loved each other the most, she should just eat her.

She would rather spend the rest of her life integrated with Lin Jianheng, living in her stomach.

Than to live on with the pain of being unable to claim her rightful place.

Her tears had run dry. Yan Su could only sob. When Lin Jianheng released her, she found it strange.

“What’s wrong, Sister Yan?” Lin Jianheng turned Yan Su over.

She hadn’t finished the marking yet.

She was always so sharp, so considerate. Yan Su’s hands were still bound, the chain still hanging from her waist. Only her breathing grew more and more rapid.

The moment their eyes met, her composure crumbled. Yan Su’s already sore, red eyes filled with tears again. She cried silently with her mouth open, then, feeling it was too unsightly, clamped her mouth shut and bit her lip, trying to stop quickly.

Lin Jianheng frowned and swiftly removed the contraptions from Yan Su’s hands and waist.

Then she scooped the tearful girl into her arms, as if pulling her from a pond where she was drowning.

“Sister, Sister. Did it hurt too much? My fault. Was it the hitting or the marking? Should I have been faster or should I have kissed you? Or was this corrector too tight? Ah, my poor sister is all red from it.”

Lin Jianheng held Yan Su’s head, genuinely flustered, checking her from head to toe, trying to find the reason for her distress.

This crying was different from before. Lin Jianheng could feel it.

The spiritual power unconsciously leaking from Yan Su carried an overwhelming sadness, as if she had experienced a great upheaval.

Lin Jianheng hurriedly used her own spiritual power to fill the void and soothe her. Yan Su’s condition improved slightly. She went from being limp like mud to firming up, grabbing onto her collar.

“No, it’s not, it’s none of that…” How could Yan Su tell Lin Jianheng?

This was her master, who had just satisfied all her requests and taken her to the depths.

And she was the bad cat throwing a tantrum and getting jealous for no reason after their perfect moment.

Lin Jianheng thought it was a physical discomfort. But the illness was in her heart, and such a difficult-to-express heartache at that.

Other than forcing herself to calm down, Yan Su didn’t know what to do.

“Then what is it? Didn’t you eat enough?” Lin Jianheng was determined to find a reason.

She kissed Yan Su’s red hair, watching her tremble, and slowly warmed her cooling ears.

The posture corrector had been removed, its values frozen at the moment before removal.

117/minute, 156%, 36 degrees Celsius, 50%, 21 times

With numbers like these, it shouldn’t be a lack of satisfaction, nor did it seem like she was uncomfortable anywhere.

Lin Jianheng brushed away the stray hairs stuck to Yan Su’s face, laid her down, and held her properly, comforting her.

“You have to tell me, so I know why you’re unhappy, where you’re uncomfortable. Okay?” Lin Jianheng coaxed Yan Su to speak.

“We had this problem before because of a lack of communication, which made you go hungry for so long. I’ve always wanted to know how you feel, both physically and mentally. I… I care about you a lot, Sister.” Her words carried a hint of a confession.

Lin Jianheng’s embrace was as warm as ever, but it couldn’t compare to her words.

Yan Su was stunned. Tears still slipped from her unconsciously blinking eyes, sticking to the point where they touched.

“R-really?” Yan Su was already blinded by Lin Jianheng’s kindness.

If her master really cared about her this much, did that mean she actually had a chance?

Or, to put it less shamefully, less sinfully…

Her master valued her.

And she hadn’t mentioned that former fiancée.

Could she stop overthinking, stop caring about things that would affect their relationship?

Yan Su wanted to slap herself.

“Of course. Sister, I’m your master, right? I definitely have to be responsible for you, to feed you, to take care of you. Your feelings are very important, and I want to know them,” Lin Jianheng said, kissing Yan Su’s forehead.

It was sweeter than any passionate kiss.

Yan Su felt the urge to cry again. She bit her tongue hard and managed to hold it back, burying herself in Lin Jianheng’s embrace.

“It’s probably… because it felt too good. It’s really nothing.” How could she let her own issues bother her master?

Yan Su hugged Lin Jianheng tightly, trying to calm down.

Wasn’t it better to enjoy this moment?

No matter how much she worried, in the end, she couldn’t change her master’s past.

At least when she was with her master, she should put aside her pettiness.

Yan Su pressed against Lin Jianheng’s shoulder, rubbing against her slightly.

“Really? I feel like you’re lying,” Lin Jianheng said, pinching Yan Su’s back.

Just a moment ago, there were vine-like markings here. Now they had completely faded, leaving only a back as smooth as jade.

Lin Jianheng stroked the small of Yan Su’s back and gradually realized: she really liked Yan Su’s body.

She didn’t dislike doing these things with Yan Su either. In fact, she looked forward to the process of feeding her every day.

“I’m not lying to Master. I’m fine, I, I was very happy just now,” Yan Su said, proactively changing the subject.

It wasn’t just her feelings that needed to be considered; Lin Jianheng also needed to know if she was doing things right.

“Next time, can we…” Yan Su’s voice was hoarse and soft, not very clear.

Only Lin Jianheng was patient enough to kiss her while analyzing her words.

Lin Jianheng’s ears grew hot as she listened. “B-but, won’t that be uncomfortable?”

The shackles were quite wide.

“I’m not afraid of discomfort.”

Yan Su had already snuggled into Lin Jianheng’s arms.

Lin Jianheng didn’t understand, but since Yan Su was the one experiencing it, she would do as she asked.

---

After washing up a second time, Lin Jianheng glanced at the time. It was past midnight again.

She and Yan Su had started around eight, and it was now two in the morning. Six hours.

…She was honestly a little impressed with herself.

Feeding Yan Su a meal like this every day definitely improved her sleep quality, but the time just flew by.

She needed to set a standard, or maybe just do one small marking each day without anything else, feed her and then separate, and try new things every three days.

Yan Su was nestled in her arms, not asleep either, her eyelids drooping. She looked exhausted.

“Sister,” Lin Jianheng slid down a bit, pressing her face against Yan Su’s neck, insisting that their breaths intertwine.

“Let’s discuss something.”

“Mmm…” Yan Su mumbled, reaching out to hug Lin Jianheng’s waist.

One of them liked to feel the other’s breath, the other liked to press their bodies tightly together.

A perfect match, in a way.

Lin Jianheng shared her idea. Yan Su’s drowsy eyes opened.

“I can eat once every two days.” It would just mean being a little hungry on the day in between.

But Lin Jianheng’s pheromones were very high quality. One feeding could last for three days; any more and she’d get dizzy.

Once her pheromone level increased, it should last even longer.

“That works too. I’ll ask my sister for time off then, and we can go look at houses instead of working for her.” Unless she offered her another ten million.

Thinking about it, she had gone from a miserable worker with a monthly salary of six thousand to a noble worth ten million.

It was a complete class leap. Only now did Lin Jianheng truly feel it.

“Okay~ Whatever Master says…”

“Go to sleep, good sister. We have to go out and have fun tomorrow.”

The next day, Yan Su clung to Lin Jianheng as she changed, unwilling to wake up even as they walked out the door.

“I thought you were lazing in bed the past few days because you were hungry. Why are you like this today too? Like a lazy cat, so cute,” Lin Jianheng said, ruffling Yan Su’s hair.

Lin Jianheng had a filter called “everything my succubus does is cute.”

“I’m being clingy,” Yan Su said matter-of-factly, her voice having returned to its usual coldness.

But now, directed at Lin Jianheng, it was more like a sweet, icy drink that didn’t give you a brain freeze.

“Oh my.” Lin Jianheng simply scooped Yan Su up into a princess carry.

“Let’s go, my clingy little cat. We’re going to see my best friend.”

Yan Su had been scratching at Lin Jianheng’s neck in her arms.

Hearing the words “best friend,” her eyes suddenly widened like lightbulbs.

“See who?” Did Lin Jianheng have another ambiguous relationship she didn’t know about?

“My best friend. I told you about her before. The soul inside the current princess’s body. I don’t know why she transmigrated too, but since she’s here, we’re definitely going to hang out, go shopping, get something to eat, that kind of thing.” They were in the car now, and Lin Jianheng was squishing Yan Su’s face.

Actually, Xu Yuantong should know about Yan Su.

Her familiarity with the “original plot” was definitely higher than her own, since she had followed it passionately for months.

This was another reason Lin Jianheng wanted to introduce Yan Su to Xu Yuantong.

But mostly, it was because she wanted the two people she liked to get to know each other.

She liked Yan Su, and she liked Xu Yuantong. If the two of them could become friends, the three of them could hang out together in the future.

“Ah… she’s here?” Yan Su finally understood.

It was the person who made her master have a heart-to-heart with her in the middle of the night and even cry.

She didn’t sound like a good person.

Besides, from Lin Jianheng’s description, the two were extremely close, so close they could share a skirt.

Yan Su’s jealousy, which had been dormant for a night, flared up again. She was getting tired of her own pettiness.

Calm down. Xu Yuantong doesn’t live with them. For now, she’s the one following Master around everywhere every day.

“Yeah. She transmigrated too. That… thing we fought last time. I don’t know what it was. Anyway, her identity now is the princess.”

Thinking about it carefully, she, Canglin Jingyuan, and Xilan were maternal cousins.

Canglin Zhixian was Jingyuan’s daughter.

So in this world, wasn’t she Xu Yuantong’s maternal aunt?

Lin Jianheng’s mind suddenly blossomed. They had jokingly called each other godmother for half their lives, and now it had come true!

“I’ll introduce you today, then we’ll go shopping and eat together.” Lin Jianheng didn’t want to think about all the conspiracies and schemes anymore.

It was a rare chance for her and Xu Yuantong to drink milk tea and gossip about colleagues together again.

“…Whatever Master says.” Yan Su regretted not bringing her collar out.

She didn’t know when, but Lin Jianheng had seen through her previous lies and no longer allowed her to wear the collar when they went out.

Yan Su could accept not wearing it when they were alone.

But she couldn’t accept going to meet an outsider without a symbol of her identity.

Besides, Yan Su really liked the feeling of wearing a collar.

The tightness was a constant reminder of her identity, of her relationship with the person she loved.

It was also a mental restraint, making her submit and crawl at Lin Jianheng’s feet, following her.

Lin Jianheng’s palm slapped Yan Su’s face, snapping her out of her reverie.

“What are you talking about? If you don’t like it, you don’t have to force yourself to come with me next time.” Her intentions were good.

But to Yan Su, it sounded terrifying. “How could I not like it?”

With that, she had to suppress any objections she had towards this Xu Yuantong.

If Lin Jianheng were to leave her at home alone to meet someone for a non-work-related reason…

Yan Su didn’t dare to imagine how agonizing those few hours would be.

It would be more painful than being thrown into a frying pan by Lin Jianheng.

“It’s possible. What if your personalities don’t match, and you can’t stand her…” Or, what if Xu Yuantong took a liking to Yan Su.

After all, when Xu Yuantong was following the story, she was a Yan Su stan, wailing to her dozens of times a day about how cute and beautiful Succubus Sister was.

Lin Jianheng’s words got stuck there, and her eyelids drooped.

What if, just what if…

Xu Yuantong really liked Yan Su, what would she do?

She had already marked Yan Su, and they had kissed, and done… all that.

Could she beg Xu Yuantong to leave Yan Su to her?

What was this feeling…

“I won’t, Master.” Yan Su’s hand rested on the back of Lin Jianheng’s.

They were equally troubled, equally distressed, equally unaware of the meaning of this feeling.

Yet Yan Su still gave Lin Jianheng comfort and warmth.

“I’m Master’s little kitten. I’ll play with whoever Master plays with.” Yan Su shrank down, pressing against Lin Jianheng’s shoulder and lying down, nuzzling her.

She even pushed at Lin Jianheng’s clothes, kneading like a cat.

Lin Jianheng was stunned for a moment, then her eyes curved into a smile. She squeezed Yan Su’s hand and hugged her tightly.

Maybe she didn’t need to worry so much.

It wasn’t a given that Yan Su would choose Xu Yuantong.

At least, as they held each other, holding hands…

In this moment, Lin Jianheng could feel it.

If such an awkward thing really happened, Yan Su would stay by her side.

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They met up with Xu Yuantong in a shopping district.

Xu Yuantong knew Lin Jianheng was bringing someone and waved at her from afar.

As they got closer, Xu Yuantong stared at Yan Su’s hair, eyes, and tail.

In less than three seconds, she froze on the spot, like a computer that had crashed.

“Is she okay?” Yan Su didn’t feel any dislike towards Xu Yuantong, but now she found her strange.

Did this princess have some kind of hidden illness?

“She’s probably just shocked,” Lin Jianheng said calmly, patting Xu Yuantong’s back.

“Babe, my name here is Jian Heng. Hasn’t it sunk in yet?” She projected her name into the air.

Now Yan Su was annoyed with Xu Yuantong. Why did her master get to call her “babe”?

Xu Yuantong sucked in a sharp breath, nearly letting out a scream at the heavens.

“Jian Heng?!” Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god!

Her straight best friend had transmigrated into the domineering scum Alpha!

And she was even meeting her favorite Succubus Sister!

Xu Yuantong looked at Lin Jianheng, then at Yan Su, and fainted with a gasp.

As she fell, she was still thinking, Why wasn’t I the one who transmigrated into Jian Heng?

“…Master, is she really okay?” Her jealousy had at least subsided a little.

If this princess didn’t have long to live, then she could probably manage not to be jealous of her.

“It’s fine. Let’s find a place and get her a hot drink,” Lin Jianheng said, unfazed.

This was the proper reaction for a stan meeting their idol in the flesh.

Lin Jianheng seriously suspected that the royal family had been lazy and hadn’t even told Xu Yuantong her real name.

Five minutes later, Xu Yuantong slowly came to. She was already seated, with her favorite hot osmanthus oolong tea in front of her.

“I can’t accept this.” She hugged the cup and took a big sip, then looked at Yan Su, her heart aching all over again.

She had been thirsting for Succubus Sister for months.

How did Lin Jianheng end up transmigrating as the scum Alpha to redeem the beautiful succubus?

“Well, can’t be helped. I just returned to my original body.” Lin Jianheng wasn’t sure if Xu Yuantong knew, or if her situation was the same.

In any case, the royal family had let her out to meet her, so whatever she said, they should have a record of it.

“Huh?” Xu Yuantong indeed hadn’t heard. She tore her gaze away from Yan Su and looked at Lin Jianheng.

Yan Su’s tense tail finally relaxed.

She was starting to understand what her master meant earlier.

The way this best friend looked at her was very strange, as if she wanted to possess her.

She already belonged to Lin Jianheng; she had to hide herself well.

“We’ll talk later. Let me introduce you. This is Yan Su, my Succubus Sister.” Lin Jianheng held Yan Su’s hand as she introduced her to Xu Yuantong.

The word “my” made Yan Su feel much better.

At least her master had no intention of giving her away.

“Hello,” Yan Su was able to greet Xu Yuantong calmly.

Xu Yuantong wiped away a tear in her heart.

This must be what it meant to have no fate. She was the one who read the novel first, who liked Yan Su first.

In the end, it was her straight best friend who had tamed her.

Wait a minute.

After greeting Yan Su, Xu Yuantong looked at Yan Su, then back at Lin Jianheng.

“Bestie, I remember you’re straight,” she said. She wasn’t mistaken. Every time she asked before, Lin Jianheng would say so and would refuse to go to lesbian bars with her.

That roommate sister was so obvious, but Lin Jianheng didn’t react at all, still treating her like a good friend and being clingy every day.

“I am!” Lin Jianheng said, stubborn to the end. She was straight. She was just helping Yan Su recover her health.

“…Hah.” Xu Yuantong took a sip of her milk tea, finally understanding.

She knew Lin Jianheng couldn’t be straight. She had never seen her like any guy; at most, she was asexual.

Now, the case was closed.

This person was a total lesbian.

Look, how long had it been, and Succubus Sister was already clinging to her as they walked.

You couldn’t raise a succubus without doing that kind of thing.

And she still claimed to be straight after doing it.

The only thing straight about Lin Jianheng was probably her spine; even her fingers were bent.

“Xu Yuantong! How can you question me? You, you don’t even know me,” Lin Jianheng said guiltily, her tone becoming harsh.

Before Xu Yuantong could give a perfunctory reply, Yan Su handed her a drink from the side.

“Master, calm down.” Her movements were intimate, her gaze full of longing.

Most importantly, the cup Yan Su handed over was the one she had been drinking from.

Lin Jianheng took it without even looking.

As if she were blind. Xu Yuantong watched as Succubus Sister’s heart-shaped tail wagged so hard it could have produced pink flowers.

These two were still playing master and pet.

She was so jealous.

Why didn’t she inherit a wife and a half-lover when she transmigrated to an all-female world?

Was it because she was too young?

The current princess, who would turn eighteen next month, wept silently.

Yan Su smelled a similar scent and couldn’t help but glance at Xu Yuantong.

Was she jealous of her and Lin Jianheng?

Yan Su thought for a moment, then took the drink Lin Jianheng had sipped from and deliberately took a small sip from the same spot.

Xu Yuantong slumped onto the table.

Ugh, she didn’t want to watch.

What could be sadder than watching your best friend, who once swore she was straight as an arrow, turn around and get together with your favorite fictional character?

But on the bright side, at least in this world, no one thought she was straight.

That was the funniest part. Every time she and Lin Jianheng went out, the ratio of women to men asking for Lin Jianheng’s contact info was about seven to three.

For her, it was almost exclusively men.

Xu Yuantong glumly drank several mouthfuls of milk tea. When she looked up, Yan Su was still acting cute with Lin Jianheng.

Xu Yuantong closed her eyes. She shouldn’t be here; she should be under a car.

…

Shopping with best friends in the interstellar era was pretty much the same as before.

Lin Jianheng and Xu Yuantong bounced along the street, humming a song by their favorite band from their original world.

The only difference was that Xu Yuantong was no longer holding Lin Jianheng’s arm.

Lin Jianheng had been completely monopolized by Yan Su. Several times, she tried to link arms with Xu Yuantong like before, but Yan Su would interrupt in various ways, making her forget what she wanted to do.

Xu Yuantong could only silently keep her distance.

She had no intention of fighting with Succubus Sister for Lin Jianheng. She would much rather be close with Succubus Sister herself.

Look at that waist, those legs, that figure.

And her hair and eyes, like roses by the sea. To outsiders, she was as indifferent as winter, but with Lin Jianheng, she could be as clingy as a kitten.

Yan Su was completely Xu Yuantong’s ideal type.

She wondered if Yan Su had any sisters or cousins she could try to pursue.

Then the four of them could form a big, happy family and even help each other with the kids.

When Lin Jianheng went to try on some new clothes, Xu Yuantong quietly sidled up to Yan Su.

Yan Su clearly didn’t want to be near her and moved to the side.

“I just want to ask you a few questions, no other meaning,” Xu Yuantong said. She couldn’t exactly say out loud that she had read a novel about this world in her original world.

She hadn’t even told her current mother about this. It was just an unspoken understanding between her and Lin Jianheng.

“I have a master. I don’t plan on changing,” Yan Su said coldly, her voice even more distant than before.

It had a mechanical quality, like pure, unbreakable ice.

Paired with her lowered eyelashes and lips pressed into a thin line, she was truly an ice queen who kept others at a distance.

If you didn’t know she was a succubus, you might think she was the ascetic type—buttoned up to the top, afraid of showing an inch of skin.

Yet there were still marks from a collar on her neck.

Xu Yuantong didn’t know that those buttons had been done up by Lin Jianheng before they came, to prevent her from attracting others.

Just looking at this contrast, Xu Yuantong was still very moved.

Unfortunately, she wasn’t the type to steal her best friend’s girlfriend.

“Hey, that’s not what I’m asking.” Xu Yuantong beckoned to Yan Su, but the other woman didn’t move, so she had to adjust her own voice.

“When did you two get together?” She was really too curious.

She also really wanted to know how far they had gone.

She remembered the novel describing Yan Su’s pheromones as smelling like peach blossoms. She wondered what they tasted like.

Yan Su paused for a moment, then shifted her sea-blue eyes and glanced at Xu Yuantong.

“We’re not together. I’m her pet, she’s my master.” Yan Su wasn’t a blockhead like Lin Jianheng; she understood what Xu Yuantong was asking.

“Then your marking…” Xu Yuantong knew her dense straight friend wouldn’t admit it.

“Just a very normal marking.” Actually, it might not have been normal.

But that was their private business, and Yan Su wouldn’t tell Xu Yuantong.

“It must be tough for you.” Having to endure her straight friend’s flirting and listen to her straight-girl declarations, it really wasn’t easy.

Then again, in this world, there was no such thing as a straight girl, so it should be a bit better.

“How could it be tough?” That was a gift from her master. Shouldn’t she accept it gratefully?

The two of them were talking past each other, staring at each other strangely.

“What’s wrong with you two?” Lin Jianheng came out after changing, twirling her skirt and looking at her succubus and her best friend.

Could it be that in the five minutes she was gone, Xu Yuantong had expressed her intense feelings for Yan Su and stolen her succubus away?

For the first time, Lin Jianheng was glad that she had long ago acknowledged Yan Su as “her” succubus.

Yan Su belonged to her. No matter how much Xu Yuantong liked her, she couldn’t have her.

“She asked me…” Yan Su hadn’t had a chance to report honestly to Lin Jianheng.

Xu Yuantong changed the subject, saying she knew a really fun shop and wanted to go together.

Yan Su was silent for a moment, then dropped the topic.

It was the same old story. The person living with Lin Jianheng, being clingy with her every day, was her.

She could go home and act cute with Lin Jianheng later.

The day ended quickly. What Lin Jianheng was most thankful for was that her succubus hadn’t had any conflicts with Xu Yuantong.

Occasionally, she would even see the two of them talking, though it was mostly Xu Yuantong talking and Yan Su listening, not even looking at her, at most lowering her eyes and giving a “mm.”

Even worse than when she had first arrived.

Lin Jianheng felt quite at ease, hugging Yan Su as they prepared to go home.

The car to pick up Xu Yuantong had also stopped nearby.

“Let’s meet up again next time. I’m telling you, there’s this place in B-district that’s supposed to be amazing. We… the three of us have to go once.” Xu Yuantong looked at Yan Su and quickly corrected herself.

Damn it. Her straight best friend was no longer single, and she was still a single dog.

She would strive to make it “the four of us” next time!

“Sure. I’m a bit busy next week, but I’m free after next Wednesday.” She had a meeting on Tuesday to catch the traitors with her sister.

Her sister had just sent a message at noon saying there was a new development.

Xu Yuantong waved at the two of them and was about to leave when the person picking her up got out of the car.

Li Zhaoge was wearing a mask and a silver and black knight’s uniform. It was clean and sharp, tailored to her body, with a sword at her waist that swayed slightly as she walked. Her pace was extremely fast, her boots making crisp sounds on the ground. The hem of her clothes fluttered like a sharp wind, so fierce it seemed it could slice through the air and stun a person’s senses.

Xu Yuantong raised an eyebrow, unconsciously looking at Lin Jianheng.

Lin Jianheng was the same as always, surrounded by more lesbians than she was.

And she was completely oblivious.

As expected, Li Zhaoge only greeted Xu Yuantong briefly before walking straight towards Lin Jianheng without stopping.

Lin Jianheng had her arm around Yan Su, but she still stopped in her tracks.

This knight sister who had written her a long apology essay had finally lost her patience and come to find her in person?

But for the time being, she didn’t have anything more she wanted to know.

The matter of the fiancée was no longer important. And Li Zhaoge couldn’t possibly talk about the transmigration.

“Xiao Heng, this is for you.” Li Zhaoge stopped in front of Lin Jianheng and even gave Yan Su a slight bow as a greeting.

Yan Su’s brow furrowed.

Compared to Xu Yuantong, Li Zhaoge was the biggest problem for Yan Su.

Li Zhaoge was always so calm and composed, her sense of propriety impeccable. Even her provocations were done so politely that one could neither refuse nor retaliate.

This attitude made Yan Su feel uncontrollably embarrassed.

It was as if she were the only one who would repeatedly call out “Master” when Lin Jianheng wasn’t around, begging her master not to have anyone else. Only she loved so humbly, so wretchedly.

Yan Su clenched her jaw. She had to pretend to be calm too, not to see Li Zhaoge as a threat.

At least for now, the fiancée Lin Jianheng had loved was someone else.

“Is this… a concert ticket?” Lin Jianheng flipped it over, surprised that Li Zhaoge would come all this way just to give her this.

“Can you come? Xiao Heng. I saved a private box for you.” After handing it over, Li Zhaoge took a step back.

Polite and courteous, she maintained the line between them.

Lin Jianheng took the ticket. “Is it just for me?”

“Yes.” Li Zhaoge’s heart ached with bitterness, a pain more wretched than Yan Su’s cries, as if Lin Jianheng’s words were rain pouring down on her, but she dared not show it.

Wasn’t Lin Jianheng asking that just to say she wanted to bring Yan Su?

Was it necessary to be with this succubus every single moment?

She was nothing, just a good dog that could be replaced at any time.

There would be more obedient pets, pets that better suited Lin Jianheng’s tastes.

Why did Lin Jianheng have to choose her?

Lin Jianheng checked the time and thought for a moment.

It wasn’t impossible to go. It happened to be on a day she didn’t need to feed Yan Su.

But was she the only one invited…

“…If Xiao Heng needs, I can also give a few tickets to your friends.” Li Zhaoge looked instead at Xu Yuantong, who was watching the excitement nearby.

With one sentence, she put Yan Su and Xu Yuantong on the same level, making Yan Su’s eye twitch.

“That’s too much trouble. I’ll be there. Bye~” Lin Jianheng didn’t insist and said goodbye to Li Zhaoge.

As she left, she was still holding her succubus.

Li Zhaoge stood there, staring after them for a long time.

“I say,” Xu Yuantong said, leaning against a tree with her arms crossed.

“You’re not planning to confess to her at the concert, are you?”

“…Your Highness, let’s go back,” Li Zhaoge said, seeming unwilling to discuss the matter.

Xu Yuantong knew she had guessed right. “How are you going to confess? Sing a love song?”

She followed Li Zhaoge into the car, and they sat side by side.

“I can’t hide it from Your Highness.” Though Li Zhaoge said this, her eyes held only respect and forbearance, not much genuine emotion.

“I’ve always been curious. Why did you become a star when you’re the captain of the Knight Order?” To Xu Yuantong, that was the proper order of Li Zhaoge’s identity.

Li Zhaoge had joined the royal knight training at a very young age and excelled. At sixteen, she inexplicably debuted as a singing sensation.

Their royal family had money and power, and the Li family didn’t need another star. Xu Yuantong never understood.

“She said she hoped I would pursue my dreams, and supported me in singing my songs.” It was obvious who “she” was.

Xu Yuantong was silent for a moment, mentally complaining about how good her best friend was at flirting, how sinful she was.

“Let me tell you something. My best friend is super straight. When it comes to feelings, she’s as dense as an idiot. If you sing a love song to her, she’ll sing the second half back to you, then sling an arm around your neck and get a room with you, where you’ll both sleep platonically, and she’ll even watch couple bloggers show off their affection next to you.”

Xu Yuantong was so specific because Lin Jianheng had actually done something like that.

God knows how shocked she was when she heard about it.

Since the other person hadn’t confessed, Xu Yuantong couldn’t tell Lin Jianheng, so she could only pray at home that the lesbians would stop staring only at Lin Jianheng next time they went out.

“…Is that true?” Li Zhaoge hadn’t actually planned on formally confessing to Lin Jianheng.

Her status was what it was. She was Lin Jianheng’s knight.

How could a knight be with a princess? She could only protect, devote, and offer everything she had to Lin Jianheng, the master she served.

“I’ve known her for twenty years. Could I be lying?” Xu Yuantong’s eyes darted around, and she beckoned to Li Zhaoge.

“My best friend hasn’t even started dating her succubus yet. They’re still in a master-pet relationship. You can still try…”

She gave Li Zhaoge some advice.

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The week passed quickly.

The day before the bidding, Lin Jianheng received a message from Jian Lingxuan.

It was a report, sent through the Star Net, specially marked in red, as if afraid she wouldn’t see it.

At that moment, Lin Jianheng was holding Yan Su, the two of them preparing for today’s feeding.

Lin Jianheng had to pause and open the file.

The first thing she saw was a name that made her frown.

【We’ve found that the codename of the leader of the organization the traitors are in contact with is “Sigu.” We can’t confirm if it’s a trap. Xiao Heng, you need to be careful. It’s best if you don’t come to the bidding with me tomorrow. Have Li Zhaoge take you to the royal palace.】

Sigu.

A niche mobile device brand in the Empire. Not a large-scale operation, but it had a wider range of investments and was involved in many fields.

Although they weren’t directly participating in this bid, a related partner was competing with Jian Corporation.

But Jian Lingxuan’s meaning should be that the person’s codename was “Sigu.”

Were they the same?

Before Lin Jianheng could think, her phone suddenly vibrated. An alarm sounded for a moment before being cut off abruptly, as if its neck had been snapped.

Lin Jianheng threw her phone away and swatted Yan Su’s away as well.

But she was a moment too late. A projection opened automatically, and the two of them saw a line of text appear in the air.

【We meet again.】

Lin Jianheng protected Yan Su, opened her crystal cocoon, and retreated, simultaneously diving into her Star Net contacts.

【Don’t you want to know who I am? You killed me once.】 Seeing that Lin Jianheng wasn’t responding, the other party typed another line, as if toying with its prey.

Lin Jianheng’s pupils suddenly shrank.

There was only one person who would talk to her like that!

The stray soul that had possessed her body!

But hadn’t she killed it?

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