A Tsundere Beauty Omega is Stubborn but Sweet - Chapter 10

Early in the morning, Zhou Muxian had the driver take her to the school’s east gate and waited for the father and daughter, Ge Yuan and Ge An, to appear.

Unexpectedly, that wait lasted two hours.

Judging from Ge Yuan’s appearance yesterday, she did not seem unwilling to take her father to see a doctor. As for Ge An, there was an eighty or ninety percent chance that he had already made up his mind not to waste time.

After waiting a while longer, she finally saw two figures not far away pulling and tugging at each other as they moved toward the east gate at an extremely slow pace.

Today, Zhou Muxian had deliberately worn a wide-brimmed hat, covering most of her face so that Ge An would not see her face in the car, feel that something was strange, and turn around to leave.

The driver specifically got out of the car to welcome the father and daughter. After the two entered the back seat, Ge Yuan panted as she thanked her. “Thank you, Muxian. I’m really sorry. We’re late.”

“It’s all right. I haven’t been here long either.”

Zhou Muxian lowered her voice as she replied. Very soon, the driver stepped on the gas and headed toward the hospital they had contacted in advance.

A few hours later, Ge An had completed all the necessary examinations, and the reports that needed to be obtained had also been prepared ahead of time. The old doctor, whose hair and beard were both white, told him firmly, “I don’t know what happened with your previous report, but it clearly doesn’t match the size or location of your liver. It may have been mixed up with someone else’s. You do not have liver cancer.”

“I don’t have liver cancer? Then do I have some other illness? Doctor, please look more carefully.” Ge An refused to give up and kept asking.

The old doctor adjusted his glasses and answered with certainty, “There’s nothing wrong. Aside from a bit of chronic pharyngitis, your body is very normal. Your belly is a little big too, so you should control your weight appropriately.”

“Oh, chronic pharyngitis… Then I’m still going to die…”

Ge An lowered his head and muttered to himself.

As soon as he said this, everyone present subconsciously turned their gazes to his face. Every face was filled with speechlessness.

Even Ge Yuan could not stand him and called out helplessly, “Dad!”

“Oh, oh, thank you, doctor.” Ge An awkwardly scratched his head and turned to walk out as if his soul had wandered away. For a moment, he was not paying attention and even bumped into the doorframe, muttering under his breath, “I’m not sick? How am I not sick?”

After leaving the hospital, Ge Yuan was in an excellent mood and repeatedly thanked Zhou Muxian, insisting on treating her to a meal.

Zhou Muxian refused without even thinking. But when she looked up and saw Ge An squatting by a tree, waiting for his daughter, she still felt somewhat worried. After thinking for a moment, she turned back to Ge Yuan.

“Actually, there’s something I’d like you to help me with.”

“Tell me, tell me! I’ll help with anything!” Ge Yuan excitedly moved closer to Zhou Muxian and looked at her eagerly.

“A new greenhouse was installed in my family’s courtyard, but there’s no one to take care of it. The people hired before always treated it carelessly, and the flowers all looked wilted. Can you come help? You can come whenever you have free time each day. I’ll give you the same wages as everyone else, but you must care for them very attentively and talk to them too, because they are living things.”

Zhou Muxian said this with complete seriousness, and Ge Yuan did not doubt it at all. Nor did she think talking to flowers was anything strange.

After all, someone as kind and loving as Zhou Muxian would naturally also love living things like plants.

“Sure, no problem! I should be thanking you for giving me wages, Muxian!”

“Good. Then come tomorrow.”

Keeping track of Ge An’s movements right under her nose—wouldn’t that be much more reassuring?

Zhou Muxian turned and left, satisfied. Her wish was not great. If she could not return to the real world, then all she wanted was to live peacefully and steadily with Yu You in the Yu residence.

Everything else was unimportant.

By the time Zhou Muxian returned to the Yu residence, it was already seven in the evening. Seeing that Yu You was not home, she faintly felt that something was wrong.

Yu You rarely used the driver and always drove herself, so no one in the house knew where Yu You had gone.

Her heat period was not over yet. It was already so late, and she still had not returned. This was too dangerous.

Zhou Muxian called Yu You, but no one answered. A nameless irritation faintly ignited in her heart.

When she passed by the art studio, she saw Yu You’s easel placed in the center. The sight of the red paint immediately gave Zhou Muxian a new idea.

She took the red paint, diluted it with water, drew a stroke on her wrist, and let many drops of “blood” drip onto the wooden floor.

Click—

The photo was slightly blurry, making it impossible to tell how deep the wound in the picture was.

Zhou Muxian quickly sent Yu You a WeChat message.

[Zhou Muxian: Sister~ I accidentally cut my hand. Am I going to die? I’m so scared.]

The message had only just been sent when Yu You called her.

“Are you trying to die?” The person on the other end of the call was full of anger and started off with a scolding.

From the mixed background noise on the other end, Zhou Muxian could tell that Yu You was at a gathering. She could vaguely hear people making a fuss and shouting, “Drink, drink, drink!”

Zhou Muxian pursed her lips and pitifully pretended to sob. “Will I really… really die?”

The person on the other end paused. Then the background noise disappeared, and Yu You’s voice became much clearer. Clearly, she had walked to a quiet place specifically to talk to her.

“What did you do? How did your hand get hurt like that? What cut you?”

Before she could finish speaking, the call suddenly disconnected. Zhou Muxian picked up her phone and glanced at it, only to see Yu You initiating a video call. She originally wanted to reject it, but accidentally tapped accept instead.

On the other end of the video, Yu You was wearing exquisite, alluring smoky makeup. Her large eyes stared straight into the camera. Even through the screen, the vividness in her gaze could be seen.

“Show me your hand.” Yu You’s tone was forceful and allowed no refusal.

But Zhou Muxian answered with a question instead. “Sister, who did you go out to play with? It’s so late at night. That’s not very good, right? There are lots of bad people outside. I’ll protect Sister.”

Yu You ignored her. “I said, show me your hand. Hurry up! Turn the camera over! I’ll give you one second! Hurry!!!”

Zhou Muxian had no choice but to move the phone camera, turn it toward her wrist for a moment, then immediately turn it back.

Beep—

The video call ended.

Yu You had hung up.

Clearly, she had seen through the little trick on her wrist. After all, she had studied painting since childhood and was still very sharp when it came to the realism of wounds.

Zhou Muxian thought of the way Yu You had stared closely at the screen and blinked in the phone just now. She had looked like an undergrown silver-gray Maine Coon kitten—proud yet innocent, lively yet cautious.

Then Zhou Muxian thought of the chaotic background noise, and an image surfaced in her mind: dazzling lights and wine, men and women in disarray, Yu You leaning on a sofa with her eyes half-closed, lost in desire…

Zhou Muxian abruptly furrowed her brows, cutting off that terrifying imagination.

Father Yu and Mother Yu had always been especially strict in raising their child since she was young. Zhou Muxian did not believe they could resist installing a tracker in Yu You’s car.

So, taking advantage of the fact that Father Yu and Mother Yu were away these few days for an out-of-town meeting, she sneaked into their room and secretly turned on the computer. Sure enough, she discovered daily route records for all the family’s cars.

Yu You’s car was currently parked at No. 38 Wenyuan Road.

Zhou Muxian hurriedly shut down the computer, hailed a taxi at the gate, and went straight to Xiangli Hotel at No. 38 Wenyuan Road.

As soon as she entered the hotel lobby, Zhou Muxian saw a huge poster—

Happy 23rd Birthday, Zizi.

Zhou Muxian immediately realized that in the original dual-female-lead novel An Orange-Flavored Summer, Zizi was one of the female leads.

She had always been close to the Yu family and was as close as sisters with Yu You.

Since it was her birthday, Yu You would naturally come to support her.

If Yu You was coming, then Zizi’s official pairing, Chengcheng, would of course not be absent either. And if Chengcheng came, then Princess Fenxiang would definitely not give up this chance to cause trouble.

The birthday banquet was set on the top floor. After Zhou Muxian took the elevator to the top floor, all kinds of pheromone scents rushed into her nose. Waves of lively noise came from every direction, and people were everywhere.

There was even a male Alpha passionately pressing a female Omega down on a sofa and kissing her. The open neckline, the sleeve slipping from the shoulder—the scene was unbelievably sensual!

The nameless fire in Zhou Muxian’s heart could not help burning even hotter. She searched room after room, her cold face carrying an imposing aura even when she was not angry, interrupting many intimate scenes.

But she still could not find Yu You.

After going around in circles, Zhou Muxian finally stopped at the door leading to the large terrace. She opened the door, and the biting night wind seized the chance to slip in, making people unconsciously take a step back.

Through the narrow crack of the door, Zhou Muxian clearly saw—

On the terrace, Yu You stood with her back facing Zhou Muxian. The night wind lifted the hem of her black fishtail dress, and her slender waist looked as if it could be held with a single grasp…

Princess Fenxiang stood opposite her, her brows and eyes filled with a pampering smile. As if she had heard something amusing, she chuckled and raised her hand, gently scraping it against the bridge of Yu You’s nose.