A Scummy A, But Bound To A Cutesy-Appeal System - Chapter 2

Pei Xixia knew very well that Lu Yimo was not just saying that for fun. After all, she had already nearly died at Lu Yimo’s hands just now. She hurriedly soothed her. “Okay, okay, don’t get worked up. I promise I won’t do anything to you!”

The elevator reached the first floor, and the doors slowly opened.

Because the scent of Lu Yimo’s pheromones was far too intense, the moment they stepped out of the elevator, quite a few Alphas in the lobby turned to look. Some d

id not even bother hiding the vulgar expressions on their faces.

Pei Xixia glared back at them one by one: What are you looking at? Don’t you have a wife of your own?

…Oh. Maybe they really didn’t.

Only then did she remember the setting she had written for this world. In this world, Alphas made up roughly thirty percent of the total population, while Omegas accounted for only five percent. In other words, around twenty-five percent of Alphas in the population would never find an Omega of their own.

Therefore, to prevent multiple Alphas from fighting over the same Omega, the government had specially introduced a policy: an Alpha could be given priority in claiming an Omega whose pheromone compatibility with them exceeded ninety percent, and establish a marital relationship with them.

This was also one of the important reasons why Lu Yimo had married someone as universally hated as Pei Xining—Pei Xining and Lu Yimo’s pheromone compatibility was as high as ninety-eight percent. They could be called a match chosen by heaven.

At first, Lu Yimo had refused. After all, Pei Xining’s reputation as a player was well-known, and her record of misdeeds was so long that it was impossible to feel any goodwill toward her.

But as an extremely rare SS-rank Omega in this world, Pei Xining was far from the only person coveting her. Every few days, some shameless Alpha would come harass and flirt with her, leaving her unbearably bothered.

And Pei Xining just so happened to put on a deeply affectionate act, saying that she would absolutely never force Lu Yimo, and promising that if the two of them could not develop feelings within three years, they could divorce peacefully.

Among a crowd of runts, one had to pick the tallest. In the end, Lu Yimo still chose Pei Xining.

After the marriage, Pei Xining truly did not force Lu Yimo. After all, she had married Lu Yimo only for the sake of face, so she could hold her head higher among her pack of disreputable friends. As for whether she could have a real wife-wife relationship with Lu Yimo, she truly did not care that much.

In any case, there were plenty of beauties outside waiting to receive her favor.

And so, they lived in peace for a year—until Pei Xining’s family faced an economic crisis.

Pei Xixia protected Lu Yimo all the way out of the Soya Hotel’s entrance, stumbling as they went, then hailed a taxi.

The taxi driver was a Beta. In this world, only Betas could obtain a driver’s license, because they were not restricted by pheromones and had more stable emotions.

Not being restricted was one thing, but anyone with eyes could tell what had happened. Blood was still dripping from Pei Xixia’s arm.

The taxi driver could not help glancing at the two of them a few more times. “Where to?”

“Songge Manor.” Lu Yimo was already close to losing all strength, but she still forced herself to stay conscious and answer.

The driver cast a doubtful look at Pei Xixia, as if asking: With the two of you in this state, you’re still not going to the hospital?

How would Pei Xixia dare go against Lu Yimo? “Listen to her, listen to her.”

Judging by Lu Yimo’s current state, she probably would not be able to hold on for much longer. Once she passed out, it still would not be too late to send her to the hospital. For now, it was better not to provoke her.

The driver looked at Pei Xixia again. “Let me say this in advance. You’ll have to pay an extra cleaning fee for the seat cushion.”

Any problem that could be solved with money was not a problem. Pei Xixia nodded indifferently, took off her jacket, simply wrapped it around her injured right arm, then reminded Lu Yimo with concern, “If you feel unwell, you can lean on me.”

Lu Yimo slanted a glance at Pei Xixia, frowned, moved a little farther away from her, and hugged her shoulders tightly.

Pei Xixia: “…”

All right. Her cub had a strong sense of self-protection. That was a good thing!

In order to make Lu Yimo lower her guard, Pei Xixia also moved farther away from her and consciously put on a protective mask. If an Alpha stayed too long in an environment filled with pheromones, it was easy for them to enter a susceptible state. If that happened, the situation would become even more troublesome.

The drug’s effects were growing stronger and stronger. Pei Xixia could clearly feel that Lu Yimo’s shoulders had been trembling the whole time, and even the surrounding air had become hot and restless.

A wave of bitterness rose in Pei Xixia’s heart. Sigh. If she had not yielded to the client’s perverted tyranny, her angelic cub would not have to suffer like this.

Once her angelic cub recovered, she would definitely divorce her immediately and return her freedom!

In the original text, Lu Yimo’s final destination was the Film Empress Yan Songlan. After Lu Yimo stabbed Pei Xining to death, Yan Songlan was also the person who actively provided a defense for her and stayed by her side through psychological therapy. She was a reliable Alpha.

Bringing Lu Yimo and Yan Songlan together was Pei Xixia’s bounden responsibility!

After roughly fifteen minutes passed like this, Lu Yimo finally closed her eyes heavily. Her breathing also gradually became even and calm. Only her throat would occasionally release unconscious moans.

Pei Xixia hurriedly grabbed the seat in front of her and lowered her voice. “Driver, we’re going to Central Hospital!”

If they were photographed, then so be it. Nothing was more important than her cub’s physical health. If it really came to that, she would take all the responsibility on herself!

The driver understood and changed direction.

Twenty minutes later, the taxi arrived at the hospital.

By this time, Lu Yimo had completely lost consciousness, but her fingers were still tightly wrapped around her fringed cardigan, so tight they could not be pried open.

Pei Xixia paid the fare, helped Lu Yimo out of the car, and with the taxi driver’s help, carried her on her back before rushing toward the emergency department.

Fortunately, there were not that many people in the hospital at night, so there was no need to wait in line. Pei Xixia briefly explained the situation to the doctor—of course, she did not admit that she was the vile person who had drugged her. Soon, a private ward was arranged. She stayed by Lu Yimo’s side as the doctor injected her with a strong suppressant and put her on a sedative drip.

The doctor frowned. “You came a little late. This drug is very stimulating to the nerves. After she wakes up, her emotions are very likely to become extremely unstable. She’ll need long-term medication. Otherwise, it may trigger other mental illnesses.”

Pei Xixia nodded repeatedly. In the original book, this had also been the setup. It was precisely because Lu Yimo had been stimulated by the drug and developed mental problems that she was ruled not guilty.

The doctor looked at Pei Xixia’s arm. “Are you sure you don’t need that bandaged?”

Only then did Pei Xixia react. She had been so busy taking care of Lu Yimo that she had forgotten her own arm.

The bleeding should have stopped, but a large patch of her clothes had been soaked a dark red, and the wound was still aching faintly.

In any case, Lu Yimo was already on the sedative drip, so she probably would not wake up anytime soon. It should be fine if Pei Xixia left for a little while, right?

Pei Xixia tucked Lu Yimo’s blanket in for her, closed the doors and windows properly, and only left the ward after confirming that everything was in order.

The nurse carefully peeled away the clothes wrapped around Pei Xixia’s arm. The vase shard had been sharp, and the wound was both deep and long. On top of that, Pei Xixia had carried Lu Yimo on her back for a stretch, keeping her elbow exerting force the entire time, so she had bled a lot. The sight was alarming. Fortunately, it had not injured any major arteries or bones, so it had not caused even more serious consequences.

Pei Xixia gritted her teeth through the disinfection and bandaging, then received a tetanus shot before returning to the ward.

Lu Yimo was still lying peacefully on the bed, but the blanket had been kicked onto the floor.

Pei Xixia walked closer and only then discovered that Lu Yimo had sweated a great deal. Her pale cyan qipao was completely soaked through, clinging tightly to her body. Even her hair had become wet, sticking together strand by strand.

She raised a hand and tested Lu Yimo’s forehead. Her fever had already gone down, but her breathing was still hurried and scorching, and vague murmurs escaped from her mouth. She looked very uncomfortable.

Would she feel a little better if Pei Xixia wiped her body with a hot towel and changed her into a loose hospital gown?

Thinking this, Pei Xixia went to the bathroom to get a basin of hot water. Carefully, she helped undo the pankou buttons at Lu Yimo’s chest. Only then did she discover that some dark red rashes had appeared on Lu Yimo’s snow-white skin. She did not know whether they were caused by an allergic reaction to the drug.

She took out her phone, intending to take a photo and send it to the attending doctor to ask whether an ointment was needed.

Just then, Lu Yimo’s eyes slowly opened.

And what she saw was Pei Xixia sneakily changing angles while taking photos of her chest.

Her anger was instantly ignited. She struggled to prop up her upper body, and before Pei Xixia could react, Lu Yimo snatched the phone from her hand and smashed it hard against her head!

“Pei Xining—”

“Hiss—”

Pei Xixia was dazed from the blow. Seeing Lu Yimo look as though she was about to fight her to the death, she finally realized that she had been misunderstood again. “Yimo, don’t, don’t hit me. You have a rash. I just wanted to ask the doctor if it was serious—”

Lu Yimo froze, then lowered her head to look at her own chest. Her emotions calmed slightly, but her voice was still full of wariness. “Who allowed you to unbutton my clothes?”

“I was afraid your qipao was too tight and would feel uncomfortable clinging to your body.” Pei Xixia held the forehead that had just been attacked and swayed as she straightened up. “Are you okay?”

Lu Yimo’s expression was dark and unreadable, and her voice was slightly hoarse. “I said I didn’t want to come to the hospital.”

“Beep—binding host—binding complete—extracting installation package—extraction complete—loading data—”

Pei Xixia watched Lu Yimo’s mouth open and close, but she could not hear what Lu Yimo was saying. In her mind, a cold mechanical voice surged like ocean waves, drowning out every other sound.

Could it be that Lu Yimo had given her a concussion just now? Otherwise, why would she be having auditory hallucinations?

Pei Xixia shook her head hard. “Yimo, did you hear any strange sounds?”

“Beep—” Another long, piercing tone rang out in her mind. Pei Xixia could hardly endure it and covered her ears. About five seconds later, the long tone ended, followed by a standard cold older-sister voice. “Hello, host. This is a subsystem of the Scummy Alpha Reform System—the Cutesy-Appeal Self-Saving System. You may call me Jiaojiao. Now, please click the confirmation button to officially complete the binding.”

A soft, sticky-looking dialogue box filled with pink bubbles appeared in the air. On it was a single button: Confirm Binding.

Pei Xixia: “…”

There were too many things to complain about. She did not even know where to start.

What the hell was a cutesy-appeal system?! Do you seriously think you match the name “Jiaojiao”?!

And why was there only one option, Confirm Binding?!

Seeing Lu Yimo looking at her as though she were mentally ill, Pei Xixia hurriedly said, “I’m feeling a little unwell. I’m going to the bathroom first.”

She swiftly hid inside the bathroom and tried to communicate with Jiaojiao. “Do I have to bind to this system?”

“Yes, host. You have no choice but to bind to it.” Jiaojiao’s tone was icy and arrogant. “Because you have committed every evil deed imaginable and are wicked beyond redemption. You have already angered the Central System, so you must undergo reform. If you refuse, you will die of organ failure. Please think carefully.”

But I’m not the one who did all those bad things! Pei Xixia was speechless. “Then how do I undergo reform?”

Jiaojiao said, “You need to complete cutesy-appeal challenges at different stages. According to the system prompts, you must continuously act cute toward the target, Lu Yimo, repair the psychological wounds suffered by the target, Lu Yimo, and pass the final assessment. Only then can the binding be released.”

…Are you sure acting cute can repair Lu Yimo’s psychological wounds?

Pei Xixia thought for a moment, then asked, “Then if I complete the missions, what benefits can I get?”

The Pei family happened to be facing bankruptcy right now. If she could obtain all sorts of bonuses, items, or golden fingers by doing missions, that would not be a bad thing.

Jiaojiao paused, as though it did not quite understand the meaning of the word “benefits.” “You will gain a set of outstanding cutesy-appeal skills?”

Pei Xixia: “…”

Who would want that?!