After Transmigrating as a Scum Alpha, I Marked my White Moonlight Omega - Chapter 11

The moment Jiang Nan finished that sentence, a fresh, steaming bowl of stomach medicine was promptly placed right in front of her.

Wait, Wife, that’s not what I meant…

By now, Lin Yu had mostly recovered her spirit, and the deathly pallor she had when she fainted was gone. She raised an eyebrow, locking her gaze on Jiang Nan, a flicker of playful amusement dancing in her eyes.

“Drink up. I specifically had Yue Qian bring up a bowl; it’s still nice and hot.”

Jiang Nan’s face instantly petrified. Holding the bowl that smelled of clean bitterness, she let out a couple of reluctant, dry laughs. “This… doesn’t look very sweet at all.”

Wuwu, she only felt the sweetness in her wife’s mouth.

Lin Yu shrugged as if confused, pouting as she replied, “Oh? Is that so? But didn’t you just say…”

Before she could finish, Jiang Nan slammed the bowl onto the side table. She grabbed Lin Yu’s chin again and kissed her heavily, her movements fierce and not gentle at all.

Lin Yu had thought that by “punishing” her with the medicine, Jiang Nan wouldn’t dare to engage in daytime debauchery.

But to her surprise, Jiang Nan’s actions this time were even more aggressive. Lacking the gradual tenderness from before, her clever tongue pushed past Lin Yu’s teeth, stirring up a storm within.

She admitted it—she loved this feeling. She loved the scent of Photinia leaves, and she loved Jiang Nan’s unreasonable ferocity toward her even more.

Fine, Jiang Nan’s technique really is better than mine…

Jiang Nan opened her eyes slightly and noticed the flush already creeping up Lin Yu’s cheeks. A flash of triumph crossed her eyes, and her movements gradually slowed and softened.

It wasn’t until she felt Jiang Nan’s breathing grow heavy that she reluctantly stopped. As their lips parted, a glistening silver thread of saliva stretched between them—an incredibly suggestive sight that easily sparked the imagination.

Lin Yu’s eyes cast downward, seemingly unwilling to let the other see her expression of being moved by desire in broad daylight.

Jiang Nan, meanwhile, smiled like a satisfied kitten. She licked the moisture from the corner of her mouth, her voice slightly husky and filled with unrestrained joy. “Only the medicine in Wife’s mouth is sweet.”

Hearing this, the tips of Lin Yu’s ears turned red. Her brow furrowed, and she covered Jiang Nan’s smug mouth with her hand. Her “shame-turned-to-anger” look only served to make her seem like she was flirting with her lover.

“You really are… have you no shame?”

Feeling the warmth of Lin Yu’s palm, Jiang Nan deliberately stuck out her tongue and licked it. She quickly caught the hand that tried to retract, nuzzling her cheek into Lin Yu’s palm as she pleaded in a small, beseeching voice.

“Wife, Wife, we haven’t made love for a whole day… I’ve been waiting so hard. My divine power is all gone. How am I supposed to catch the killer and solve the case for you as quickly as possible?”

Lin Yu listened to these ear-burning words, yet she actually found them… logical?

The stomach pain must have gone straight to her brain; otherwise, how could she possibly tolerate such nonsensical acting out?

If it were in the past, she would have kicked such a person out of her sight immediately and called them a pervert for good measure.

But Jiang Nan, this pervert… she couldn’t bring herself to hate her.

Have I already gotten used to the presence of a pervert? Truly crazy.

Thinking of this, Lin Yu grew irritable. She simply laid flat and wrapped herself in the quilt, refusing to give this pervert an opening.

Seeing that her wife didn’t answer, Jiang Nan began throwing a tantrum on the bed, rolling around and shouting.

“Wife, I want to make love! Right now! I want it!”

“Wife, I’m burning with lust here, feel it.”

“Wife, Wife, I need my wife’s pheromones to survive!”

Lin Yu, hiding in the blankets: Sigh. Absolute pervert.

In the end, to prevent Jiang Nan’s wild claims from being heard by everyone inside and outside the villa, Lin Yu had to sacrifice herself to subdue the perpetually unsatisfied, lust-crazed “Perverted Spirit Medium.”

Jiang Nan, lying in bed after a full “meal”: Ah, satisfaction.

By the time Jiang Nan woke up, it was nearly past dinner time. She didn’t feel particularly hungry; she just felt the space beside her was empty. Opening her eyes, she realized her wife wasn’t there.

She instinctively got up and looked around. Through the glass window, she saw Lin Yu on the balcony outside the room, making a phone call. Her face was devoid of expression, and she held a nearly burnt-out cigarette between her fingers.

Jiang Nan put on her slippers and quietly opened the balcony door.

Lin Yu happened to finish her call right then. Hearing the movement behind her, she turned to see Jiang Nan walking out with a mess of bedhead. She reflexively extinguished the cigarette in the nearby ashtray.

The indifference of her “official business” mode vanished, and her voice softened a fraction without her even realizing it. “You’re awake?”

Jiang Nan felt a chill breeze and gasped, wrapping her knit cardigan tighter. She squinted and nodded with a smile. “Mhm! If Wife isn’t by my side, I can’t sleep.”

Lin Yu didn’t believe a word of it, her lip twitching: …Who was the one drooling in her sleep just now?

Seeing Lin Yu’s silence, Jiang Nan turned to look at the other’s profile. The nightmare of being threatened by Lin Wan flashed through her mind, and she couldn’t help but ask.

“Wife, what is your weakness?”

Lin Yu turned her head in confusion to meet Jiang Nan’s gaze. She propped up her chin thoughtfully, her face appearing even colder yet softer under the moonlight. She answered flatly: “…You.”

Jiang Nan: ? …Eh!

Has Wife already fallen deeply in love with me too?

Wuwu, I’m so moved. All that effort I put in on the bed, using every bit of my strength and trying all those positions, was worth it.

Jiang Nan scratched her cheek with her finger, looking shy as she cast her eyes down and asked, “Me?”

Seeing this, a successful smirk curved on Lin Yu’s lips. She didn’t rush to answer the question, but shifted her gaze toward the vast lawn in the courtyard. “Why ask that all of a sudden?”

Jiang Nan thought for a few seconds and told Lin Yu everything about her dream from the night before.

Upon hearing this, Lin Yu let out a rare chuckle. She curled her hand into a loose fist against her lips to hide a smile, then looked back at Jiang Nan.

“If we look at it that way, you are indeed my weakness.”

Jiang Nan tilted her head, blinking in confusion.

Lin Yu leaned back against the wall, arms crossed under her chest. She explained slowly, “Now all the factions in the underworld know that I, Lin Yu, specifically found a spirit medium to solve this case—and that she’s the woman I’m keeping in my villa.”

“In that sense, saying you are my weakness isn’t wrong. After all, I can’t find another way to find my adoptive father’s killer.”

Although Jiang Nan was a bit muddled, she caught the gist of it.

And that was: She, Jiang Nan, was known to the entire underworld as the “Big Boss’s Woman.”

Wait… was that dream a prophetic one? Was she really going to be kidnapped?!

Lin Yu saw Jiang Nan dazing out and knew her “fear of death” trait was acting up again. She pouted and comforted her helplessly.

“So, it’s best if you don’t go out lately. And definitely don’t think about buying any lottery tickets.”

“Otherwise, if you get kidnapped… I won’t come to save you.”

Jiang Nan’s heart skipped a beat. Out of a desperate desire to live, she immediately made a vow, her eyes shining as she guaranteed: “To be able to have sex with Wife for the rest of my life, I won’t let myself be ‘offed’ easily!”

Lin Yu: I shouldn’t have expected a pervert to say anything serious.

Suppressing her urge to beat her to death at any moment, Lin Yu irritably changed the subject. “By the way, regarding the rivals you mentioned, we’ve made some progress.”

She paused, gazing into the distance. “The attack that day was indeed the work of the Wang family Alphas. Furthermore, we’ve discovered that they seem to be in contact with someone inside our organization.”

Jiang Nan seemed to guess something. “Are you talking about Lin Wan?”

Lin Yu shook her head, her voice deepening as she countered, “Lin Wan is just a pawn released to attract the Wang family. The true mastermind isn’t her.”

“That person likely exploited Lin Wan’s dissatisfaction with the inheritance to stir up all this trouble… After all, my adoptive father just died and I am young. The organization can’t be without a leader in power.”

Jiang Nan pursed her lips in confusion and asked a soul-searching question: “But… the position of Boss should have been yours anyway? Isn’t it?”

Lin Yu’s eyes flickered for a moment before the emotion vanished. She asked back in her usual flat tone, “Why do you think it must be mine?”

“I am so young. Many seniors in the organization have their eyes on that seat. While I have a major advantage due to the legal relationship as an adoptive daughter, actually controlling the actions of such a massive organization…”

After hearing a string of such words, Jiang Nan couldn’t help but frown and interrupt. “Stop, stop, stop! Wife, you clearly have the capability. Why not fight for it? You are literally the ‘Boss from Heaven’ sent to save the entire Black Gang!”

Wuwu, Wife is so excellent yet so unaware of it. I hate it.

Hearing such blatant “rainbow fart” praise, Lin Yu cleared her throat awkwardly and looked away. “Do you really think so?”

Seeing Lin Yu still doubting herself, Jiang Nan stepped forward and grabbed her shoulders. Her eyes were filled with a serious light that made her particularly striking under the soft moonlight and the whistling winter wind.

“Of course! In my eyes, you’ve always been the strongest combat force. If you truly take office, the organization will definitely get stronger because of you.”

“That way, even though your father has passed, he would be very gratified, wouldn’t he?”

Lin Yu’s pupils constricted slightly at Jiang Nan’s sudden words. Her hands at her sides instinctively gripped the hem of the other’s clothes. That pair of always-bright puppy eyes seemed to bring her a new kind of strength every time.

Her long-frozen heart, on this ice-cold winter night, began to melt quietly with a surge of warmth.

The scene wasn’t particularly fitting for the mood, yet she couldn’t feel the usual winter chill of previous years.

Is this… a heartbeat?