A Tsundere Beauty Omega is Stubborn but Sweet - Chapter 1

“Stop acting pitiful!”

“Mom might believe you, but I definitely won’t!”

“Hey? Did you actually faint? …”

A sweet yet prickly voice repeatedly echoed in Zhou Muxian’s ears. She tried to open her eyes, but they felt leaden.

Finally—

The owner of the voice, as if venting frustration, flung Zhou Muxian’s arm back onto her chest. The jarring sensation of her heart “hitting the floor” made her eyes snap open.

A cold, elegant face with a hint of charm appeared before her. Loose, long curly hair scented with a faint fragrance of daisies completely blocked Zhou Muxian’s field of vision.

Zhou Muxian met her angry gaze. She could see the fire in the other woman’s heart burning right on the surface, her temper spiraling out of control. Yet, the underlying innocence in her eyes betrayed the truth: she was nothing more than a paper tiger.

“You were faking it!”

The beauty’s annoyed expression shifted instantly, baring her teeth in a fierce grimace. As she stood up, she reached down and gave Zhou Muxian’s arm a sharp pinch.

Hiss—

Rubbing her arm, Zhou Muxian stared in astonishment at the stunning woman who was now stomping toward the stairs in a huff.

Did I drink too much last night? Did I incur some kind of romantic debt somewhere?

And where exactly… is here?

Zhou Muxian scanned her surroundings. She was in an old-fashioned, three-story house. The furniture was aged but spotless, looking like a meticulously crafted set for a high-end “Murder Mystery” roleplay game.

The detail was impressive.

Thump—

At the bottom of the first-floor stairs, the sound of a fall rang out. Zhou Muxian poked her head out to look. The vibrant beauty from moments ago was leaning against a mahogany banister, panting heavily. Her face was flushing a deep red at an alarming rate.

She struggled to keep her eyes open, her lids fluttering weakly, while her hand clutched her chest with every ounce of strength she had left.

This was clearly… an Omega entering heat.

Zhou Muxian stood at the top of the second-floor stairs, looking down at her. She didn’t move an inch.

In this world, Omegas in heat were a dime a dozen. As long as they were marked by an Alpha—whether temporarily or permanently—they could find relief quickly.

Logically, in an era of “mutual assistance,” one shouldn’t just stand by and watch coldly.

However, Zhou Muxian was “emotionally fastidious.”

She had never marked a single Omega. Even when a classmate of thirteen years had begged her in tears, she had simply walked out without a word and bought a suppressor.

You can just endure it, can’t you?

When she, as an Alpha, went through her rut, didn’t she just grit her teeth and get through it?

Despite these thoughts, the moment Zhou Muxian caught a glimpse of those misty, tearful eyes, her legs moved of their own accord. Step by step, she descended the stairs.

Before she knew it, she was crouching in front of the beauty.

“There are no suppressors at home… hurry, hurry… go buy some for me…”

Before the frantic words could even land, the beauty’s brow furrowed for no reason. She shoved the person in front of her away with sudden force: “No! I don’t want your help. You’re no good! Get lost!”

At a time like this, no matter how much strength she used, it was like the scratch of a kitten—zero damage. Zhou Muxian remained motionless, her cold eyes staring straight at her.

The beauty was in even more pain now. Her eyes were squeezed shut, and tears fell like pearls from a broken string, streaming down her face. Her brow was knitted in a deep “V,” yet even with this expression, she was heartbreakingly beautiful.

She looked like a painting drenched by heavy rain, evoking a sudden surge of pity.

“Wait here. I’ll go buy them.”

Zhou Muxian started to stand up, but the beauty suddenly yanked at the collar of her long dress, exposing her collarbones. Her porcelain skin had turned a vivid red from the skyrocketing fever of her heat.

“Mmm… it hurts so much… someone, someone help me… Mom, when are you coming back? I can’t do this… save me… I can’t last another minute…”

The beauty’s fingers clawed at the feverish gland on the back of her neck. She whimpered continuously—it was hard to tell if it was a groan of pain or a low sob.

Zhou Muxian was so stunned by the scene that her movement was paralyzed. Caught between sitting and standing, she remained hunched over, staring blankly.

The scent of daisies was light and ethereal, yet it permeated the entire house. Just when she thought it had faded, the faint trail would drift back into her nose, making her breath hitch subconsciously as she tried to inhale more of it.

“Waaaah—!!!”

The beauty finally reached her breaking point and wailed aloud. The cry was sorrowful yet carried an infinite, unintentional temptation. Zhou Muxian, who had been about to turn toward the door, instinctively pulled back.

She reached out and pulled the slumped beauty into her arms. Feeling the woman trembling uncontrollably from the pain, Zhou Muxian’s own blood began to boil. Something deep inside her shivered, threatening to surge out from her very bones.

Zhou Muxian gritted her teeth, struggling to suppress the emotions she shouldn’t be feeling. Then, leaning toward the gland on the nape of the neck, she bit down gently, giving the poor Omega a temporary mark.

Soon, the sobbing in her ear quieted down. The beauty’s head slumped limply against Zhou Muxian’s shoulder; the girl had gone completely still.

Zhou Muxian turned her head to check. Seeing that she had fallen into a deep sleep, she couldn’t help but shake her head with a light chuckle.

Where did this ‘young miss’ come from? So fragile that she can’t even handle the start of a heat cycle. She makes a scene, cries, and then just passes out.

Ding—

In the empty air before her, fluorescent blue text began to type itself out.

Welcome, Host, to the New World—the novel “Orange-Scented Summer.” Next, the story will be introduced to the Host. This will only be explained once, so please listen carefully.

Zhou Muxian didn’t even have time to be shocked by what kind of “ghost world” or prank this was. Her attention was instinctively fixed on the story.

As it turned out, she had transmigrated into an ABO novel written by an author named Nan’an.

The original owner of this body was the “True Young Miss” of the wealthy Yu family, who had been lost for years. The person currently snoring on her shoulder was Yu You, the “Fake Young Miss” the Yu family had raised for twenty years.

In the novel, the original Zhou Muxian had only returned to the family a few months ago. Her arrival should have been a happy occasion.

Instead, she and the fake miss, Yu You, were constantly at each other’s throats, throwing the home and the company into chaos.

And all of that was just the beginning. The real tragedy came later: the Yu parents were killed in a car accident orchestrated by the main villain. To fight for the family inheritance, both the true and fake sisters threw themselves under the villain’s wing, even willingly accepting permanent marks.

In the end, they were cheated out of both their bodies and their wealth. Both met a tragic end as “cannon fodder,” and the family fortune fell into the hands of others.

Zhou Muxian let out a long sigh, rubbing her forehead. So, this wasn’t a “romantic debt” she had incurred—it was a debt of life and death.

Truly, utterly ridiculous.

Zhou Muxian looked back at the blue text, but the words were fading. In an instant, the air was empty again.

And then?

Zhou Muxian stared into the air, bewildered. No missions? No instructions? That was it?

She waited and waited, but nothing changed. Meanwhile, the person on her shoulder stirred slightly, mumbling in her sleep as if she were about to wake up.

In the book, the original Zhou Muxian was a well-known Omega. But she had transmigrated body and soul, meaning her own Alpha attributes had come with her.

While she didn’t know where the system had sent the original soul, in this world, her priority as the “True Young Miss” was survival.

The first thing she had to do was hide her Alpha identity.

Zhou Muxian hurried to carry the girl to the sofa and opened all the windows for ventilation. After familiarizing herself with the layout of the house, she found her own room.

Two hours later—

Yu You slowly opened her eyes. She haphazardly tossed off the blanket and prepared to head upstairs. When she finally realized her collar was wide open, she gasped in fright and clutched her chest.

A dull ache from a bite came from the back of her neck, making her face turn pale, then flush with a mix of emotions.

No matter how slow Yu You usually was, she realized immediately what had happened.

Her heat had flared up. In her last moments of consciousness, she had cursed Zhou Muxian and driven her away. Then she fainted. She didn’t know who had given her the temporary mark that eased her suffering.

She rubbed her head, but she couldn’t remember. She only recalled… that the person’s bite seemed exceptionally gentle. Like a puppy licking, or a lover’s light kiss.

At the thought, Yu You’s face burned. She felt ashamed for even reminiscing about it.

This kind of thing is dangerous and humiliating! How can I be savoring it?!

If her parents found out, it would escalate into a massive disaster.

Creak—

The sound of the front door being pushed open came abruptly. Along with it came the voices of Father and Mother Yu, chatting and laughing.

Panicked, Yu You scrambled toward the third floor. At the top of the stairs, she slammed right into someone who was soaking wet.

The momentum of the collision pushed Yu You backward. Her foot, which had just landed on the final step, was forced back two paces into thin air.

I’m doomed!

In a panic, Yu You reached out, praying to catch a literal lifeline. But in that split second, she saw clearly that the person who had knocked her back was none other than her arch-rival, Zhou Muxian.

Seeing Zhou Muxian reach out a hand to catch her, Yu You suddenly pulled her own hand back. A smirk quirked onto her lips.

Hmph. This time, as long as the fall doesn’t kill me, I’ll make sure you’re kicked out of this house for good!