TAISS – Chapter 35

The sudden sound of the door opening startled Yan Su, and she jolted awake, her face a mess of tears.

She was trembling uncontrollably, sweat dripping to the floor.

How could someone suddenly come in? From the footsteps, it isn’t Master, and there are several of them…

Yan Su’s first reaction was that burglars had broken in. Fortunately, her spiritual power was strong enough that she could still think despite the catalyst’s effects. Most succubi would lose all reason during their heat period and cling to the first person they saw.

Yan Su prepared to inform Lin Jianheng. Her phone had malfunctioned yesterday, so they had switched back to leaving messages in the spiritual space.

When she opened it, she saw the message Lin Jianheng had left for her.

So it wasn’t just her playing by herself.

There were also some instructions and a notice that she couldn’t return right away.

This time, there was an extra sentence. 【Sister, please use your spiritual power to record their inspection for me. When you have time later, just help me check if they left any listening devices or anything like that.】

Ah… her bad master.

She had abandoned her again to go get busy.

And she had left the door to their home open, allowing outsiders to enter.

Wasn’t she afraid she would run away?

Yan Su, who considered herself a well-behaved little cat, would certainly never do such a thing.

She just thought that Lin Jianheng already trusted her a great deal.

Yan Su locked the bathroom door, activated the recording function of her spiritual power, left a message for Lin Jianheng, and crawled back into her nest.

It was a nest she had built, filled only with Lin Jianheng’s scent. Just lying in it made her feel at ease.

The sound of footsteps outside grew faint. Yan Su looked down at the underwear she had secretly put on.

Master’s, Master’s underwear.

It was still hanging just a few centimeters away from her.

Mmph, Master, Master…

Yan Su made no further sound, but her mind was racing.

Curled up in the pile of clothes, she could imagine Lin Jianheng’s presence without even closing her eyes.

Yan Su moved her hands. The posture corrector was still around her neck, forcing her to bury her head and curl into a ball just to reach that single piece of clothing.

I’ve already dirtied it.

I’m so bad, so depraved. How could I treat Master’s clothes like this?

Tears streamed down Yan Su’s face. She cried until she couldn’t control herself, her reason completely gone.

She tried her best to reach, the lock on her neck uncomfortably tight, choking her to the point of near-asphyxiation.

The feeling of suffocation became kindling, thrown onto Yan Su, making her burn hotter and hotter.

She was mesmerized by this pleasure, so she restrained herself again and again, until her neck was red from the pressure.

Her wrists also ached from the locks.

The chains clinked against Yan Su’s skin, their heavy weight making her uncomfortable, yet she wanted more.

Master, if it were Master, she would hold these annoying chains in her palm, or tie them around my waist.

With that thought, the chains finally became endearing. Yan Su lowered her head and bit a piece; it was cool like a popsicle.

A popsicle that could shatter her.

Yan Su tilted her head back, feeling the momentary tightening.

The counter on her neck ticked once, changing from 0 to 1.

While she was secretly playing in her nest, Xilan’s team had already reached Lin Jianheng’s study.

The study and the bedroom were separated by only a single wall. Yan Su’s nest was built in the bathroom inside the bedroom.

The study contained a computer, the phone Lin Jianheng had left behind, a router, and other devices, so the inspection took a long time.

After one round, Yan Su was drenched in sweat. As her consciousness slowly returned, she sensed that the group of “uninvited guests” was very close.

She couldn’t make a sound. Yan Su bit down hard, muffling her soft moans in the nest of Lin Jianheng’s clothes.

Master said she could play with herself, so as long as she hid in the nest, she would be safe.

Yan Su exhaled, taking a moment to check the spiritual space. There was a new message from Lin Jianheng, saying she would tell them not to inspect the bathroom.

Her body aching and weak, Yan Su collapsed onto the pile of Lin Jianheng’s clothes, her eyes filled with pink tears.

How… exciting.

She was getting aroused so close to them, unable to stop herself from playing with her master’s things.

She was even wearing her master’s… Although it wasn’t touching her skin, it was enough to excite her.

And her master’s guests, the guards who were supposed to inspect room by room, had to skip this one because of her heat.

Yan Su’s tail kept hooking Lin Jianheng’s clothes. From time to time, it would spring up, stimulated by the softness of the fabric and the lingering pheromones, but she paid it no mind. Her pink tail was soft and ripe.

She wouldn’t imagine being discovered like this by others; that would be disloyal to her master.

Yan Su was just thinking, what if Master came home at this very moment?

She would open door after door, unable to find her naughty little cat. The last one she broke through would be the very defense the little cat had built for herself, the nest she had made for them.

Master would see her lying on her clothes, having dirtied all of them.

Wearing only Master’s underwear, and nothing else.

Her tail, wings, and ears—all the features that symbolized her heat—would be on full display, red as fire.

Then she would find her lying face down.

Kneeling.

Licking the dirtied clothes, the floor.

What kind of training would Master give her?

I want to be spanked by Master.

With this chain, spank the places that haven’t touched Master’s underwear yet.

Yan Su let out a ragged breath, her own pheromones mixed in with it.

She hoped she wouldn’t be discovered by the people outside.

The bathroom was tightly locked; perhaps the pheromones wouldn’t leak out.

Otherwise…

Everyone would know that the little cat Lin Jianheng kept could go into heat at home even when her master wasn’t there.

…

When 1 became 3, Yan Su lowered her head and tried to pull the underwear up.

She remembered she had come here to eat.

Master was making her noodles, and she was supposed to open her mouth obediently.

She had been hungry for so long, but she still hadn’t gotten them.

It turned out she had forgotten to pick them up herself.

It was at that moment.

The bedroom door was pushed open.

Yan Su could clearly feel the presence of an unfamiliar alpha.

She was a top-tier omega, and right now she was in an uncontrollable heat.

She should have been receptive to these highly aggressive alphas with their high-grade pheromones.

It was a trait of succubi; they were a casual race. Everyone had dozens, even hundreds of lovers, changing partners as easily as changing clothes.

But Yan Su silently shrank into a corner, pulling Lin Jianheng’s clothes over herself, trying to block out the scent of the strange alpha.

She didn’t want anyone else.

She was Master’s little cat. She only wanted her master.

The clothes covering Yan Su’s face gradually warmed her up.

Blocking the scent and presence of the outsiders.

But it couldn’t block their voices.

“She said she confronted Sigu here yesterday.” A voice, soft and warm, easily brought to mind a mother.

Yan Su covered her ears, unwilling to think.

Her mother should be… Lin Jianheng.

Her master was her mother.

Yan Su shut her ears, trying her best to ignore it.

“No abnormalities can be detected now, only traces of a spiritual power battle,” a cold voice replied.

But Yan Su had already recovered and was once again pulling at the underwear she was wearing.

“Spiritual power… Right. What about special abilities? Do you know how far her spiritual power traveled?” Xilan didn’t trust Lin Jianheng as much as she had seemed to last night. She could have waited to ask these questions on the day they were open with each other.

Naturally, Lin Jianheng had no intention of telling them everything. Letting them in was also because she believed they wouldn’t find anything.

Or perhaps it was a test of skill. If they really did find something, it would be a testament to their ability.

Besides, Yan Su was still at home. If they really left any surveillance equipment, Yan Su would definitely sense it.

It was just that…

Yan Su, who Lin Jianheng was thinking about, was in no position to help her right now.

Yan Su was subconsciously recording the situation outside, but her heart was elsewhere.

On the underwear she had secretly put on, Lin Jianheng’s underwear.

When the detection equipment outside was turned on, Yan Su buried her head and held her breath.

She pressed the underwear, carrying Lin Jianheng’s pheromones, against herself.

Finally, I get to eat Master’s…

It was mixed with her own.

Yan Su gripped Lin Jianheng’s clothes tightly, biting her lip to hold back her voice.

The noodles Master made, the taste of her pheromones, came from within her body, more distinct than ever before.

And more delicious. It blended perfectly with her own pheromones, becoming the most delectable pastry.

They were truly made for each other.

In her uncontrollable fantasies, Yan Su imagined her wedding vows with Lin Jianheng.

“If we can’t find anything, forget it. Pack up,” Xilan commanded, just as Yan Su was rolling around in the bathroom.

She was desecrating her master in her own nest.

Fumbling through that layer of fabric.

The sensation was incredibly intense.

With the sound of a closing door.

The number 3 on her neck jumped to 7 in one go.

Yan Su collapsed, the catalyst’s effect still not gone.

At least the first few numbers had dropped below 100%, allowing her to catch her breath.

She still had to… complete Master’s task.

Yan Su used her spiritual power to confirm that there was no one else in the house.

She wrapped herself in Lin Jianheng’s clothes—she didn’t know how many, just piling them on haphazardly.

She left the bathroom.

The feeling of leaving her nest was agonizing. Every step felt like death by a thousand cuts.

She was like the mermaid in the fairy tale who had drunk the witch’s potion; with every step, a sharp pain shot through her body.

It came from her nerves, her heart, not her flesh.

It came from longing, from obsession.

Yan Su took a step, then paused. Standing in the bedroom, she took a deep breath and released her spiritual power.

She confirmed that her master’s guests had not left any devices related to spiritual power.

Then she went to the living room, checking every room.

After doing all this, Yan Su simply released her pheromones.

She was afraid those people might have used pheromones as a detection method.

It was also a way to soothe the pain of her heat.

She turned the entire house into an ocean of her pheromones.

The pheromones of a top-tier omega drifted everywhere, leaving their mark in every corner.

She was building their home into her own nest.

Yan Su lay in the middle of the living room, slowly pushing away Lin Jianheng’s clothes.

Now, the only thing on her body was that one piece of Lin Jianheng’s.

The pheromones on it had already been absorbed by her as she walked around.

The posture corrector was still on her neck and hands.

Her wings were redder than usual, and there were new patterns on her tattoo and back.

The meaning of these patterns was loneliness and loyalty.

They would turn her countless acts of self-pleasure into denial.

Preventing her from finding release even once before the designated person arrived.

The counter on Yan Su’s neck would forever be stuck on the number 7.

She still had to endure several more hours of heat, of torment, of attempts at self-soothing.

The first four numbers would constantly change, increasing and decreasing, a roller coaster of accumulation.

But every attempt was doomed to fail.

Until her master returned.

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After leaving a message for Yan Su, Lin Jianheng relaxed a little.

She leaned back in the car and glanced at the paper in Jian Lingxuan’s hand.

“Sis, you’re so tense.” She wasn’t tense at all.

Compared to this bidding conference, Lin Jianheng was more worried about her little cat facing Xilan and the others alone at home.

She hoped Yan Su would hide herself well.

“It’s related to you. How can I not be tense?” Jian Lingxuan pressed the paper against Lin Jianheng’s arm.

“That’s true. You’ve been like this since we were little. You used to chew on my fingernails,” Lin Jianheng said, spreading her hand.

Now she was a good top; she had to trim her nails once a day to make sure she didn’t poke Yan Su.

On the other hand, her sister’s nails scratched her all the time, and it hurt.

But she put up with the pain; Lin Jianheng actually quite liked it.

“Don’t talk nonsense, I clearly chewed my own…” Jian Lingxuan’s words caught in her throat.

“Wait, what did you say?” Wasn’t her sister supposed to have amnesia?

“I said you chewed on my fingernails, chewed them all ragged, and then bullied me by saying I’d never find a wife.” Lin Jianheng poked Jian Lingxuan’s cheek with a finger.

“Sorry to disappoint you, but my hands are still as beautiful as ever. All your hard work was for nothing.” Lin Jianheng hadn’t told anyone else about her memory recovery.

Jian Lingxuan was the first to know.

Aren’t you touched? After poking her, Lin Jianheng left a clear crescent-shaped mark and raised an eyebrow at Jian Lingxuan, looking smug.

“You… you’ve recovered your memory?” Jian Lingxuan sniffled, tears welling up in her eyes.

“Most of it? I’ve recovered everything before I was 16.” Lin Jianheng averted her gaze, which was how she kept from getting nervous.

She had written development strategies, plans, and so on for the corporation long ago.

Today was just a return to her old job.

“That’s wonderful.” Jian Lingxuan stared at Lin Jianheng for a moment, then slowly let out a breath.

Although she had comforted Lin Jianheng, saying her memories would return when the time was right.

In private, she was still so tense and anxious that she had resorted to chewing on Lu Yuanchen’s fingernails.

Lu Yuanchen would indulge her. She was the one on the bottom anyway, so if her nails got ruined, she was the one who would feel the pain.

Lin Jianheng would never indulge her. She would usually just slap her hand away, which would then escalate into a sisterly brawl until their two useless moms came to take sides.

Every time, Lin Jianheng would pretend to cry and act like she was being bullied, and Jian Lingxuan would get scolded.

Jian Lingxuan lost every battle but fought on, enjoying it immensely.

Although those memories were annoying, they were also precious.

They were the foundation of who Jian Heng was.

If Lin Jianheng couldn’t recover her memories, or never recovered them at all.

Jian Lingxuan wouldn’t know where to go, or who to share her regret with.

“It’s alright. You said it yourself, they’d come back eventually.” What made Lin Jianheng happiest was that after recovering her memories of living in the Empire, the pain of her previous life had slowly faded.

The shackles that had once bound her had also lightened.

Now, Lin Jianheng was still occasionally affected by them. But with a little more time to adjust, she would one day forget.

“Good sister, I’m feeling lazy today, so I’m counting on you,” Lin Jianheng said, leaning in to act cute with Jian Lingxuan.

Jian Lingxuan used to fall for this.

But later, Lin Jianheng used it so frequently, and on everyone, that Jian Lingxuan learned to close her ears and ignore her.

“…You’re doing it again!” But it had been a long time since she’d seen this.

“I, I won’t fall for it again and become your workhorse.” She had only enjoyed a month of having her little sister at her beck and call!

“Sis~ Sister~ Help me out.” Lin Jianheng grabbed Jian Lingxuan’s arm before she could pull it away and started shaking it.

It was impossible for Jian Lingxuan to cover her ears now.

Finally, amidst Lin Jianheng’s long-unseen wheedling, she gave in.

Lin Jianheng always said she was working for her. But Jian Lingxuan felt that it was clearly she who was working for this little brat.

Having gotten permission, Lin Jianheng let out a “heck yeah” and skillfully navigated to a new adult toy website.

She belatedly realized.

Wasn’t she a bit too precocious?

After all, these things came from memories before she was 16.

Her hyperthymesia, too, and the knowledge she was born with. It was all a bit different.

Lin Jianheng rolled her eyes.

Perhaps when her memories from after she was 16 returned, she would get the answers she wanted.

While she was browsing, Lin Jianheng saw Yan Su’s message and forwarded it to Xilan, telling them not to enter the bathroom.

She actually chose the bathroom as a hiding spot?

Her little cat was quite cute.

What kind of props would be best for the best little cat?

This candle looks nice. Ice cubes and plastic wrap… could also be worth a try.

Lin Jianheng had no related memories, but this kind of thing seemed to be etched into her instincts, along with speaking and writing, allowing her to know what to do without thinking.

If she thought about it too carefully, it would ruin things. She might not be able to figure out her relationship with Yan Su, her feelings, or whether what she was doing was right.

It was better to follow her instincts.

Yan Su had already bought enough restraints herself.

Really, my silly little cat. This kind of thing should be left to her master. Being so proactive herself, she’s clearly unsatisfied.

Such a posture really made one want to bully her.

Lin Jianheng found a shop on the Capital Star; the items could be delivered by evening.

Lin Jianheng also prepared a potion to deal with pheromone deficiency, planning to feed Yan Su well today.

However…

Lin Jianheng observed her own spiritual power.

Last night, she had exhausted herself tracking Sigu’s location, and then Yan Su had rewritten the rules of her spiritual power recovery.

Although she didn’t know if that rule-rewriting ability was temporary or permanent, Lin Jianheng still felt her spiritual power had grown.

Do I have to wait until I can defeat Xilan to be considered fully recovered?

She had to work harder.

When they arrived at the venue, Lin Jianheng jumped out of the car, and Jian Lingxuan grabbed her by the collar.

“Sis! I’m not a kid anymore, why are you still doing this?” Lin Jianheng quickly escaped her evil sister’s clutches and stood to the side, glaring as she straightened her clothes.

“You’re a grown-up, yet you still jump out of the car. Have some decorum.” Jian Lingxuan even helped pat down Lin Jianheng’s clothes.

Lin Jianheng gave her a white-eyed glare. “I’ll fix myself up before we go in.”

The two of them led their team into the venue and ran into the manufacturer that had connections with the Sigu brand.

Lin Jianheng pretended not to notice, playing on her Q Net.

She didn’t probe with her spiritual power, but at her and Jian Lingxuan’s level, they could naturally sense changes in their surroundings.

Two people in their team had acted strangely—perhaps just a look, or a physical movement.

The small amount of spiritual power they unconsciously emitted had changed.

Lin Jianheng informed Jian Lingxuan on the Star Net.

They guessed that these traitors would sell the version Lin Jianheng had sent through the Star Net to someone else.

Of course, Jian Lingxuan hadn’t expected to uncover Sigu’s existence. Thinking back now, it seemed Sigu had exposed itself, wanting to give Lin Jianheng an “invitation.”

After a “friendly” greeting with the other party, the group entered.

Lin Jianheng was responsible for playing the part of a hedonistic heir before the start. She pestered Jian Lingxuan to explain what everything was, and was picky about her seat.

She frequently drew the attention of others.

With her past memories, acting was second nature.

Jian Heng was afraid of trouble and didn’t want to compete for fame, so she had often put on such acts. Each time, her friends and family would clean up her messes and play along with her.

Until the official start.

The manufacturer related to Sigu was scheduled early. When they presented their plan, the faces of several people in Lin Jianheng’s team turned dark.

Those who reacted this way should be fine. Lin Jianheng shifted her attention away, still acting cute with her sister on the surface.

“Sis, their plan is so lame. They actually say they can achieve group-level emotional resonance. I think it’s more like emotional collapse.”

Jian Lingxuan’s mouth twitched as she listened. The other party’s presentation was stolen from Lin Jianheng, so Lin Jianheng was essentially criticizing herself.

The presenter, already feeling guilty, turned red with anger at Lin Jianheng’s words. However, Lin Jianheng was the Little Miss of Jian Corporation, raised and pampered by her sister and mothers, a true flower in a greenhouse. They could only choose not to stoop to her level. “Miss Jian Heng, please listen patiently. We have more than just a concept.”

“Then why don’t you explain how this formula was derived?” Lin Jianheng said with a playful smile, propping up her face. She looked like she was on a spring outing, but her words made the other party break out in a sweat.

She had picked the one formula in the version she gave Jian Lingxuan that was crucial but lacked the derivation process.

She hadn’t expected them to copy it directly without trying to derive it themselves.

Lin Jianheng had only been able to write it using data from the secret database Jian Lingxuan had given her. It would be strange if this group could derive it.

“The Little Miss makes a very good point,” said the woman in the main seat, Sui Zhaoxu, the organizer of today’s bidding conference.

The Sui family also belonged to the nobility, and the noble circle was even harder to enter than the circle of the wealthy. This time, she had put up a spot for bidding, and outsiders were speculating about what changes might be afoot.

However, the debate died down after seeing Jian Lingxuan representing her family. It was likely that the spot would be filled internally by the noble circle anyway. Putting it up for bid might just be for show, or even a chance to steal other companies’ plans, which had deterred some smaller enterprises.

“Excuse me, but how did your company arrive at this formula? I’ve read your proposal, and it doesn’t explain it. It’s not my intention to pry into your trade secrets, but the formula affects the entire system’s stability, materials, and whether it can be modified to match my company’s current situation, so I’d like to ask.”

Sui Zhaoxu wasn’t aggressive; her tone was quite gentle, but her eyes were much sharper than before.

“This, this, this involves our company’s trade secrets, so I’m afraid I can’t comment,” the person who stole the plan said, his arrogance deflating.

Anyone could see something was wrong. The slightly smarter ones would guess it had something to do with Lin Jianheng.

Perhaps because Jian Heng’s image as a hedonistic heir over the past few years was so deeply ingrained, and she still seemed casual today, not many eyes fell on Lin Jianheng.

But amidst them, Lin Jianheng felt a rather intense gaze that didn’t come from the person they were focused on.

Lin Jianheng sent a message to Jian Lingxuan on the Star Net.

Jian Lingxuan sent her a resentful emoji.

【That’s your old flame. A pity you don’t have your memories from after you were 16.】

Lin Jianheng didn’t dare to say anything more.

【Jian Lingxuan: But it’s not impossible. I’ll help you keep a close eye on her -v-】

【…】 Lin Jianheng was speechless.

Sui Zhaoxu let the matter drop lightly.

A while later, when it was Jian Corporation’s turn to present, everyone was looking at Jian Lingxuan, or the person on her team who usually did the presentations.

But Lin Jianheng stood up leisurely, holding the script.

Jian Lingxuan, who was just about to stand up: ?

Didn’t you say you wanted my help?

Lin Jianheng gave her a light glance. Exposing fakes was more fun when you did it yourself.

“Don’t look at me, look at the projection,” Lin Jianheng said, her tone still as flippant as ever.

She turned on the projector and, without much ado, began her formal explanation.

Some members of Jian Lingxuan’s team, unable to control their expressions, had their pupils shrink.

This was different from the version Jian Lingxuan had given them!

So from the beginning, Jian Lingxuan had no intention of letting them present.

The smarter ones realized that Lin Jianheng was starting to get involved in the company’s affairs. Although they didn’t know her capabilities, her family would surely pave the way for her.

The more suspicious ones even thought that Jian Lingxuan had given her the plan.

But two people’s faces were ashen.

They never expected to be set up.

Mainly because their perception of Lin Jianheng was still stuck on the good-for-nothing second-generation heir.

A second-generation heir, it was normal for them to trust the internal network. Who would have thought that their own internal network had long been riddled with holes from theft?

Who knew that Lin Jianheng had never trusted the internal network? Her final version was written on paper!

What era was this? How many people still used pen and paper?

Jian Lingxuan cast a perfectly timed glance at the two of them.

She held it for only a second before looking away, but it was enough to make one of them fall off their chair.

Lin Jianheng couldn’t help but glance over. It was quite satisfying to see the people who stole from her family make a fool of themselves.

“What a coincidence, my company’s plan has a similar concept, but the origin of my formula is crystal clear, unlike some people…” After presenting her plan, Lin Jianheng added a special remark.

Although Jian Lingxuan felt it was a bit much, she didn’t stop her.

As long as her sister was happy. Only she was allowed to make her unhappy. This was Jian Lingxuan’s life motto.

Unfortunately, whenever she made Jian Heng unhappy, her mom and mommy would make her unhappy.

Her wife was still the best; she would secretly scheme against her sister with her.

After Lin Jianheng finished her sentence, she jumped back to her seat without giving the two of them another glance.

Sui Zhaoxu, however, chuckled and even praised her for being energetic.

Lin Jianheng gave her a “simple and honest” smile in return.

After the meeting, the two sisters got in the car without saying anything to the two traitors.

The rest of the team automatically distanced themselves from them. Although they were all just employees, the project was a result of their collective effort. This time, the two had sold the Little Miss’s plan; who knew if they would sell theirs next time.

They could be shameless, but they couldn’t be without money.

Losing this one plan, how much bonus would they miss out on?

“What do we do? We’ve already been found out.” The two of them, having nothing left to lose, ignored the others and huddled together to discuss their options.

“I don’t know when it happened. Let’s lay low for now, cut off the other internal contacts, and use the A-net tonight…”

However, they didn’t make it back to the company.

Jian Lingxuan’s retainers arrested them and gave the team members hush money.

Although they didn’t know why, it was free money, and they didn’t have to keep it a secret for too long, so everyone dispersed.

“When do you think they’ll surface? Our internal security is really like a sieve.” Lin Jianheng went over the complex relationships again.

“Sis, don’t tell me you didn’t know before.”

“I knew, I just didn’t want to bother with it. These are the ones I know about on the surface, and the losses are within a controllable range. If I get rid of one group and another one appears in the shadows, that would be a real pain. It’s just that they’ve targeted you.” Jian Lingxuan was lazing about, very pleased that she had made her sister work for her again today.

“Got it. You’re just lazy and want me to handle it for you.” Lin Jianheng slapped the paper back onto Jian Lingxuan’s arm.

“Go for it, baby sis. If you do a good job on this project, we’ll split it 60-40, you get sixty.” Jian Lingxuan took the paper back, burned it, and gave Lin Jianheng a sly smile.

Lin Jianheng was calculating. She still had a succubus to support. Although her succubus sister didn’t cost much.

Lin Jianheng thought about the Mana purification potion. She was asking about channels and it might arrive in a couple of days. Later, she might invest some of her allowance into research in this area.

She would need a lot of money for that, so she reluctantly agreed to work for Jian Lingxuan.

“Eighty-twenty. I get eighty, you get twenty,” she started bargaining.

“Don’t be ridiculous. I can do it myself.” Jian Lingxuan would not agree. She was the one maintaining the company; how could twenty percent be enough for her expenses?

“Thirty-seventy.”

“Forty-sixty.”

“Thirty-seventy.”

“Thirty-five, sixty-five.”

“Alright.” Lin Jianheng compromised.

“This month’s allowance…” Might as well get what I can now.

Jian Lingxuan, speechless, transferred ten million to Lin Jianheng.

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In the car on the way back to the company, Lin Jianheng checked the spiritual space and saw the message Yan Su had sent her.

There was also a line of text that looked adorable.

Lin Jianheng perceived the cuteness with her spiritual power; it definitely wasn’t because she had too deep of a filter for Yan Su.

【Master > – < This is the recording. Master can see if they moved anything. I didn’t dare to come out before, I was hiding in the bathroom the whole time.】

I really want to pet Yan Su the cat. Lin Jianheng made a spur-of-the-moment decision to go home and bring her little cat to the office with her.

At this rate, she felt that it wasn’t her sister who would develop separation anxiety, but her.

Thinking that this recording was of Xilan and the others inspecting her room, Lin Jianheng opened it in the car.

Even though it was in the spiritual space.

But…

After watching for one second, Lin Jianheng’s face suddenly flushed.

What on earth had Yan Su sent her!

What Lin Jianheng saw was a third-person view of Yan Su nesting.

From the moment Lin Jianheng had asked her to start monitoring.

Yan Su was sitting in a corner of the bathroom, surrounded by Lin Jianheng’s clothes.

Some worn, some new.

One piece on top was particularly memorable to Lin Jianheng; it was the one she had been wearing the day she returned.

The one Yan Su was hugging was the pajamas she hadn’t had time to wash before leaving this morning.

Even more shocking was what Yan Su was doing.

She was hugging Lin Jianheng’s clothes, her eyes glazed over.

The succubus’s features were fully on display. Judging by her flushed appearance, Yan Su was more than a little aroused.

She buried her head, breathing deeply, while rubbing against the clothes.

Her hips moved, her voice soft and broken. Lin Jianheng’s clothes were completely enveloped by Yan Su.

“Master… Master, I love it so much…” Yan Su was like a kitten in heat, completely lost to the world, to the concept of her surroundings.

Her eyes saw only the nest she had built, Lin Jianheng’s clothes, and the lingering pheromones.

Lin Jianheng pressed pause and covered her face.

Something extremely hot rushed up her throat, snapping her composure.

The next moment, blood gushed from her nose. Lin Jianheng was a complete mess, her hands trembling as she reached for the tissues in the car.

Even though Yan Su was properly dressed in her loungewear.

Even though she hadn’t seen anything.

How could she still be so… excited?

“What’s wrong with you?” Jian Lingxuan helped out from the side, finding a hemostatic spray and some ice.

Lin Jianheng tilted her head back. Even with the ice pressed against her nose, she still felt dizzy and her ears were hot.

“I, I don’t know…” She was just thinking about what this feeling for Yan Su meant.

She had known Yan Su for over a month. During this time, they had been incredibly close, doing almost everything together.

Every day, she looked forward to seeing Yan Su, to playing with her.

Even if they were just cuddling and doing nothing, she would feel happier than usual.

She knew that through her interactions with Yan Su, she had slowly come to like Yan Su’s body, her face, her voice, her personality…

But Yan Su was a succubus, possessing a perfectly alluring appearance.

As for her voice and personality, Lin Jianheng just had a preference for people like that.

She had the experience of another world, where she had firmly identified as a straight woman.

But she had also grown up in this world, a native. This world didn’t even have men, so how could she be straight?

The two sets of experiences clashed, battering Lin Jianheng’s soul.

Her feelings for Yan Su… could they be considered love?

How was love for the same sex defined?

If she loved Yan Su, then had she also loved her roommate, her best friend, and many other female friends?

Lin Jianheng tried to imagine the male anatomy, from the magazines she had seen in her past life.

She had thought it looked good at the time, but now she had no thoughts on it, only wanting to quickly shut down that memory.

She couldn’t love men. She had no feelings for men. Even just being ambiguous with them felt unbearable.

But if she wasn’t straight, could she still be so close to her friends? If she loved Yan Su, should she be with Yan Su?

What was the line between love and friendship? Was it sex? Attraction? Or was it unconditional favoritism, the feeling of choosing only her?

Lin Jianheng covered her eyes, letting a tear slide into her palm, trapped, unable to fall.

She didn’t know. She really had no answer. She didn’t want to lose her friends, and she was even more afraid of entering an unstable romantic relationship with anyone.

So she couldn’t love women either.

She finally understood why “Jian Heng” had told her to explore.

It turned out that when it came to love, she truly lacked the ability to love.

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Lin Jianheng rested in the office for fifteen minutes. Her nosebleed finally stopped, and her mood improved slightly.

She wasn’t the type to drown in the same problem; she preferred to get out and find a solution.

Lin Jianheng returned to the spiritual space and found that the video had been retracted by Yan Su.

There was a new message.

【I’m sorry, Master. I sent the wrong thing just now. This is the recording of when they came to inspect. I know I was wrong, please don’t be mad at me T^T

—Your loving little cat, who is thinking of you this very minute】

Lin Jianheng wasn’t sure if Yan Su had sent it by mistake on purpose, or if she was genuinely careless.

Generally speaking, no one would record a video of themselves doing that, right?

But Yan Su had recorded it before, which made Lin Jianheng suspicious.

Her reason should have reacted this way.

But the moment she saw Yan Su’s message, she still found it cute.

When she saw Yan Su say she missed her, her heart pounded, slowly swelling until it burst, the resulting fireworks also filled with longing for Yan Su.

It wasn’t until her heart couldn’t take it anymore that the pain brought her back to her senses. She thought about the question from before, then decided to ignore it.

So what if Yan Su sent it on purpose?

Wasn’t it all because she missed her?

And… she kind of wanted to watch it.

【Coming home right now. I miss you very much too.】 Lin Jianheng left a message for Yan Su in the spiritual space, composed herself, and set off for home.

But the journey was not smooth.

Halfway there, the car’s tire blew out.

Lin Jianheng had to get out. This was the most remote part of her route home, with few people around. Logically, their driver was very professional; this kind of problem shouldn’t have occurred.

Sister Liu was also puzzled. “I’m so sorry, Little Miss. I remember we checked it this morning, and I looked again just before we left. The tire pressure was fine.”

Lin Jianheng was on alert, preparing her special ability and spiritual power, ready to attack at any moment.

At that same moment, an attack flew towards her, just as Lin Jianheng had expected.

It was an attack launched from the shadows. No wonder they had chosen such a secluded place.

It was past noon, and there were many trees here, casting deep shadows—the perfect hiding environment for that ability user.

Lin Jianheng pushed the driver behind her and erected a crystal shield to block the attack.

After recovering her memories, she had become much more proficient in using her ability. In her memory, Xilan and Li Zhaoge had been training her constantly.

Taking advantage of the gap between the opponent’s attacks, Lin Jianheng raised crystals from the ground.

They not only enveloped her and the driver but also refracted the light on the road in layers, reflecting it to greatly reduce the area of shadow.

Lin Jianheng threw out her now-useless phone, turned on the flashlight, and illuminated a five-meter radius.

A human figure was forced out of the shadows, looking at Lin Jianheng sinisterly.

“Lian Ting? Or Ji Xingchuan?” Lin Jianheng tossed the crystal in her hand, making the cluster of crystal spikes wider, completely surrounding the attacker.

Only one? They really underestimate me.

The names Lin Jianheng mentioned were the two traitors who had sold out the company, caught today.

But judging by the reaction, it was probably neither of them.

Her company was indeed full of factions. It was likely someone from a faction related to those two.

In that case, there was no need for words. Lin Jianheng raised her hand and launched another attack, piercing straight through the shadow ability user’s shoulder and pinning her to the crystal spikes.

It won’t be resolved this easily. Lin Jianheng did not let her guard down. She had already informed Jian Lingxuan the moment she was attacked.

Since it was an internal company matter, Lin Jianheng didn’t call anyone else. Normally, Lin Jianheng would have been in the mood to fish for information, carefully setting up a trap.

But she was really in a hurry.

She advanced directly with her crystal cocoon. So far, apart from Li Zhaoge and Xilan, Lin Jianheng had not seen anyone whose ability could cut through her crystals.

“Speak. Whose subordinate are you? If you want to play the part of the unyielding hero, I can grant you that wish.” Lin Jianheng sent two more attacks flying.

“You’re just a corporate lackey. I don’t think you need to die for them. Or are you waiting for reinforcements? But I’m actually quite impatient.” Lin Jianheng was already very close.

The feeling of crystals piercing flesh was quite familiar. It reminded Lin Jianheng of someone.

Meng Qinyi.

To this day, Li Zhaoge and the others still hadn’t told her the results of Meng Qinyi’s physical examination.

What if the other party was a fake, an ability construct? Then wouldn’t the person before her also not be a living person?

So, Meng Qinyi was related to Sigu and was desperate to take Yan Su away.

Wasn’t Yan Su the Demon King? Lin Jianheng had originally thought Meng Qinyi was related to the Demon Clan, but now it seemed there was more to it.

“I see, an ability construct.” Lin Jianheng trusted her intuition and, without hesitation, pierced the fake person before her with her crystals, not missing the flash of surprise in her eyes.

The moment the fake person fell, a beam of light shot out from the shadow behind her. Lin Jianheng jumped back with her crystal cocoon, her brow furrowing as she saw the crystal spike she had been standing on get sliced open.

The next attack failed to break through Lin Jianheng’s defense. Lin Jianheng guessed that the opponent’s attacks had a condition, like a charge-up time, so she stuck close to her, not giving her any distance, attacking one after another.

Her spiritual power was strong, and her ability level was high; she could afford to sustain such a high volume of attacks. The opponent was perhaps not in their main body either and was gradually tiring.

Lin Jianheng gradually gained the upper hand and was about to deliver the final blow when her spiritual power sensed a chill behind her.

She thickened her crystal cocoon in time, barely blocking the attack. The next moment, she crushed the attacker in front of her and turned to find that Li Zhaoge had already arrived, capturing the one who had attacked her from behind.

She then casually plucked two more people from the shadows, kicked them to the ground, and tied them up in a pile with her threads.

Li Zhaoge’s ability was related to threads; she could create incredibly hard threads out of thin air that were difficult to see. Her fighting style was extremely fast, precise, and ruthless.

Lin Jianheng relaxed her body and walked towards Li Zhaoge.

“Xiao Heng, are you okay?” Li Zhaoge grabbed Lin Jianheng’s arm, but let go after a moment, consciously stepping aside, her concern obvious.

It had been several days since they had last seen each other. Xilan had come to inspect her room, but Li Zhaoge hadn’t been there. She hadn’t expected to see her again like this, instead of at a concert.

Lin Jianheng stared at Li Zhaoge’s hand, lost in thought.

Why was Li Zhaoge so nervous about her? She had clearly just been busy, and there were still wounds visible on her hands, yet she had rushed over as soon as she heard she was in danger.

Was it really just to monitor her?

Lin Jianheng raised her head to meet Li Zhaoge’s eyes and could sense Li Zhaoge’s subtle awkwardness and a hidden vulnerability.

A faint light flickered in their gaze, flowing into a river of stars.

Lin Jianheng blinked, and a sudden pain shot through her heart.

I hope… my guess is wrong.

She didn’t want to have a falling out with Li Zhaoge, didn’t want to lose a friend over love.

“I’m fine. Thank you, Sister Zhaoge.” She took a step back, the meaning of her rejection somewhat obvious.

It made Li Zhaoge look away as well.

Lin Jianheng sensed her bitterness and lowered her head.

She decided not to look at her anymore and went to poke the people she had already defeated.

“You really picked the wrong person to mess with,” Lin Jianheng kicked them without mercy, her actions tinged with vented frustration.

Her emotions were still a mess, and now another person had come to trouble her.

And this group had tried to attack her.

She couldn’t possibly take her anger out on Li Zhaoge and Yan Su, so Lin Jianheng could only pat the face of the one who had passed out, take the cold water from Li Zhaoge’s hand, and splash it on them to wake them up.

“Kill me. I won’t give you the information you want.” To her surprise, the person’s attitude was unusually resolute.

Lin Jianheng sighed.

“Who wants to question you? Your existence is the biggest piece of information.” Related to Meng Qinyi, related to Sigu. Did she need more information? They wouldn’t give it to her anyway.

Besides, this group was so fearless, they were probably immortal like Sigu. Why waste time?

“Delaying me from going home to feed my sister… For such a grave crime, what would be a good way to execute you?” Lin Jianheng was just thinking about the method of execution.

“Burning or dismemberment? I just happened to learn a bit of history recently. I think some of the abolished private punishments are quite suitable.” The Empire now emphasized humanitarian care; even the death penalty was hard to get. The most common punishment was exile to a remote prison planet for a few hundred years until death.

But Lin Jianheng was the posthumous child of the previous King and had special privileges. If she took a few people back, the royal family wouldn’t say anything.

“Or maybe I could borrow Sister Zhaoge’s threads? They can grab every organ inside your body and then crush it. Even if you’re a fake, if you’re connected to the main body, you’ll still feel it, right?”

“Maybe my ability can do it too. I haven’t tried it yet. Do you want to try?”

Perhaps sensing the agitation in Lin Jianheng’s spiritual power, Li Zhaoge hesitated by her side.

In the end, she still released her spiritual power, trying to soothe Lin Jianheng’s emotions. She wasn’t a member of the royal family, so she wasn’t very good at this; she had originally learned it from Lin Jianheng.

Lin Jianheng sensed this clumsy attempt at comfort and stood up, no longer tormenting the assassins.

Li Zhaoge’s one-second hesitation was enough to say a lot.

Lin Jianheng responded with her silence, then put on her usual expression.

“Sister Zhaoge, please help me deal with these… people.” They both knew they might not be people, but they still had to say it.

I’m quite ridiculous.

The strange relationships around her made her unable to cope.

Her 25 years of experience had never made her imagine that a friend would like her, or that she would like her friend. But her 16 years of experience told her that this was very normal.

“I will… Xiao Heng.” Li Zhaoge took another step forward, as if to hold her back, calling her name.

Lin Jianheng thought that Li Zhaoge would surely grab her arm.

What a familiar scene. Perhaps she had held someone back like this before. Perhaps she had been held back like this before.

Perhaps… she had seen it in an idol drama.

Again and again. It was always the female lead about to leave, and the male lead holding her back. They would stand like this, one in front of the other, holding their breath until the end of time.

Lin Jianheng remembered her life as Lin Jianheng. When she was very, very young, she had followed the trend and watched idol dramas, and was deeply impressed by the male lead who waited miserably in the rain, just for a glance from the female lead.

Later, in middle school, she was drowned in her deskmate’s romance novels. They were filled with male leads who loved the female lead but couldn’t have her, suffering through the chase, or as the dominant one, manipulating the innocent girl, giving her unconvincing sweets.

She thought she would like such plots, like being held back with unforgettable passion by “him,” like that unequal love, keen on the charity given by the one in power.

Was this the source of her fantasies, the cornerstone of her self-identity?

Lin Jianheng’s pain and confusion made up her blood, the same red, orange, and pink as everyone else in her original world who had awakened to their sexuality.

But Li Zhaoge did not grab her.

Li Zhaoge just stood there, quietly looking at Lin Jianheng, as if she hadn’t felt the undercurrent, hadn’t noticed Lin Jianheng’s rejection, and had no intention of making any further statement.

“Remember to come to my concert.” It was a reminder, and a plea.

And also a release. Li Zhaoge knew everything.

Lin Jianheng blinked, breaking their unblinking state, and slowly curved her lips into a smile. “I will. Goodbye, Li Zhaoge.”

Sitting in the car, she gradually understood.

Because Li Zhaoge was not a man.

She was like her. They were just women, with similar purples, whites, and clenched fists.

In this world, they were people, and they had to use their fists to smash all the traitors.

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Opening the door to her home, Lin Jianheng was hit by an incredibly strong scent of peach blossoms.

The fragrance of peach blossoms was usually light, but now it was layered upon layered, as if pulling her into a sea of flowers.

Lin Jianheng quickly closed the door and took another deep breath. This time, she smelled an incredibly sweet honey pear scent, so strong that the accompanying milk couldn’t suppress it. After that came a slight bitterness, the smell of dragon’s ambergris was very prominent, followed closely by sandalwood.

Yan Su was in heat.

Lin Jianheng’s restored common sense told her this, and at the same time, it made her legs weak.

If one were to assign a rank, Yan Su at this moment was a 3S+ grade omega, with the racial bonus of a succubus. To Lin Jianheng, who was currently only an SS-grade alpha, the attraction was fatal.

The fact that she could resist for two seconds was a testament to her superior spiritual power and the fact that she had marked Yan Su before, preventing her from losing control immediately.

“Ma, Master?” The little cat was sitting by the floor-to-ceiling window.

She was wearing only a single piece of underwear.

The glass was one-way, so there was no worry of being exposed, but Lin Jianheng didn’t understand why Yan Su was sitting there.

Lin Jianheng bit her lip, forcing herself to stay clear-headed, suppressing the restless pheromones inside her as she walked towards Yan Su.

“Why are you back so soon? I haven’t even had time to air out the room…” Didn’t you say you would be home later?

Tears of pitiful beauty hung on Yan Su’s face, and her body involuntarily moved closer to Lin Jianheng, begging for an embrace.

“Sister.” Lin Jianheng simply sat down as well, taking Yan Su’s hand.

“Because I missed you.” That’s why she had rushed home, rushed to kill those troublesome people, and even went so far as to make threats, doing things that a hedonistic heir wouldn’t do.

“I missed you so much. I was thinking of you every second this morning.” She pulled Yan Su into her arms, feeling the scorching heat.

More and more pheromones clouded Lin Jianheng’s mind, drowning her senses.

Yan Su’s heart raced uncontrollably. She was even more excited than when she had been listening to the sounds outside the door this morning, longing for her master, pleasuring herself.

What was wrong with her master today? Suddenly so direct, as if she was about to confess to her.

Could it be that her love was making her delusional?

“Yan Su missed you very much too. Yan Su was thinking of you so much that…” Yan Su shifted her body, her neck resting on Lin Jianheng’s shoulder.

The collar was cold against Lin Jianheng’s ear. The chain swayed, brushing against Lin Jianheng’s clothes, abruptly reminding her of the scene she had just seen.

Yan Su, hugging her clothes in the nest she had built, while… while calling for her, searching for her.

She had even put on this restraint herself later, to let the discomfort highlight her master’s presence.

And she was wearing…

Lin Jianheng realized.

The only thing Yan Su was wearing was the piece she hadn’t had time to wash this morning.

“Bad cat.” Lin Jianheng stroked her back, and only then did she see the striking patterns and the fiery red heart-shaped tail.

Her wings had been burning for who knows how long; they were cooked through, drooping limply.

The new patterns were faintly visible, shrouded in a mist, not quite clear, making one want to investigate further.

“You said you would help Master wash… is this your way of washing?” How could you wash it while wearing it?

Lin Jianheng glanced at the number on the posture corrector and sneered.

Was Yan Su planning to use that 298% wetness to help her…?

It wasn’t impossible. It was all washing, after all.

“Uh…” Yan Su was caught red-handed. Her body was soft and hot, and the number jumped to 301%.

“It’s not impossible, good cat. How it gets washed is up to you, isn’t it?” Lin Jianheng lifted Yan Su’s restrained hands and traced the patterns on them.

She let her own underwear get smeared with Yan Su’s 301%, her fingertips circling.

It was thoroughly soaked, as if it had really been washed.

“Ma, Master…” Yan Su held up her hands obediently, her eyes red.

She had been restraining herself all morning. If this device was powerful enough, it should be able to record the number of times she had been denied.

The thought had just crossed her mind when Lin Jianheng saw a new column appear on the digital screen.

Denial.

There were now two lines. The one from this morning was still there, and the second row showed her current status: 132 times/minute, 301%, 38.4 degrees Celsius, 268%, 7 times, 35 times.

Lin Jianheng’s common sense had returned; she knew what denial meant, and her gaze deepened.

She didn’t want to think about whether her relationship with Yan Su was like Li Zhaoge’s towards her.

What she was really like.

She only knew that at this moment, she really wanted to turn those 35 instances of self-suppression into reality.

To have Yan Su properly “wash” her underwear for her, and then those clothes that Yan Su had dirtied, one by one, they all had to be washed completely.

Lin Jianheng relaxed her control over her glands. In the past, she could use her willpower to escape the susceptible period induced by a succubus.

But now, she gave up suppressing herself, actively choosing to sink into depravity with Yan Su.

“Sister, good sister, my poor little cat, waiting for her master.” Lin Jianheng hugged her, right there in front of the one-way glass window.

And kissed her on the lips.

“Play the video you recorded,” Lin Jianheng commanded.

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