After Transmigrating as a Scum Alpha, I Marked my White Moonlight Omega - Chapter 20

Seeing Song Mo so close to her, Jiang Nan instinctively recoiled a few inches. With an expression like she’d just stepped in something gross, she said loathingly: “Excited about what… you pervert.”

Crap, how could she forget that the “Aggressive Lead” Song Mo actually possessed a certain “crazy” attribute?

Everyone called her the Perverted Spirit Medium, but she felt Song Mo was the true pervert here.

Song Mo, unbothered, continued to stare deeply at the leaning Jiang Nan. Her desire to tease was instantly piqued, and she said directly without any filter: “Seduced by a married person, huh.”

Jiang Nan: “…”

Her world-view shattered, Jiang Nan sat there petrified. At that exact moment, the sound of the front door unlocking rang out, making her instinctively swallow hard as her heart skipped a beat.

Shit, shit, shit. Why is Lin Yu back so soon?

Didn’t she say she was going to the casino to investigate Dan Yang’s father?

Wait, why did she feel the guilty conscience of being “caught in bed”…? She clearly hadn’t done anything!

Song Mo, however, lay on the sofa with an air of complete indifference, enjoying the environment—which was much better than the alleyway—resting her hands behind her head with her eyes closed.

Before Lin Yu even stepped fully into the room, she caught a faint, lingering scent of Alpha pheromones. She initially thought it was Dan Yang’s scent from across the hall, but after opening the door, a strange, light fragrance hit her head-on.

Her face immediately darkened several shades. She thought Jiang Nan had brought Dan Yang over again, but instead, she found a strange woman lying on the sofa.

The woman’s upper clothing had been cut away, leaving only a piece over her chest; her lower left abdomen was wrapped in gauze over what looked like a wound. Her fair, beautiful face was a sickly pale, and even with her eyes closed, she didn’t lose her sharp, cutting edge.

A surge of groundless anger rose in Lin Yu’s chest. She had specifically warned Jiang Nan this morning not to bring strangers home.

Hah, great. The moment she gets back, there’s a disheveled Alpha lying on the living room sofa.

Jiang Nan noticed her Lady Wife’s expression was extremely ugly—there was even a trace of killing intent in her eyes as she looked at Song Mo.

Eh? No, Wife, the person lying there is your “Main Spouse” from the book. Why do you look like you want to beat her to death… though?

Jiang Nan immediately stood up to greet her, laughing awkwardly as she scrambled to explain: “Um, Wife… it’s like this. I went out for a stroll just now, and this person was being super rude and blocked my path. I saw she was pitiful and wanted to call an ambulance for her, just like you said.”

“But! This person was incredibly clingy and insisted I take her away. She suddenly fainted and fell on me, and I had no choice… I had to haul this person back.”

After listening to this, the veins in Lin Yu’s temples continued to throb, and her face remained terrifyingly grim. She simply shifted her gaze back to Song Mo behind Jiang Nan.

Jiang Nan: Crap, no way. Is Wife worried because she saw Song Mo is seriously injured? Is that why her expression is so bad?

Her wife had never looked this terrifying before.

As expected, wuwu, her presence as Jiang Nan is just the “third wheel.”

To think she had fallen so low as to be the “other woman” for love. How hateful.

Lin Yu quickly withdrew her gaze. Her expression did not soften; she frowned as the unfamiliar Alpha scent in her nose made her feel extremely uncomfortable.

However, she did recognize the face on the sofa.

Song Mo—a distant relative of the Wang family Alphas.

She was a faction that the Wang family was currently trying to purge. It was no wonder Song Mo was being hunted and had fled to the slums.

The slums were the ultimate melting pot, making it easy to throw pursuers off the scent; it was difficult to track someone’s movements once they vanished in here.

As a member of the Wang family, Song Mo was an important figure who could provide access to them. Since she was being hunted, she had clearly fallen out with the elders of her clan.

If they could make a breakthrough via Song Mo, they could learn many internal secrets about the Wang family.

“…Fine. We’ll talk after her injuries are healed.”

Jiang Nan hadn’t expected Lin Yu to actually agree. Her heart began to sob.

It seemed her wife really… had no resistance against her “Official Husband.” Wuwu, is this the legendary “love at first sight”?

Beside her, Lin Yu propped her chin in thought, her expression cold.

Tsk. Once I’m done using her, I’ll have to find a way to throw this eyesore of an Alpha out.

Jiang Nan was currently in the kitchen boiling water, waiting to dissolve some anti-inflammatory medicine for Big Boss Song.

After all, she had noticed signs of a slight infection while treating the wound. If they didn’t get it under control, she’d likely start running a fever by nightfall.

She couldn’t help but sigh, images of her wife being snatched away at any moment filling her head, completely unaware of what was happening in the living room.

Lin Yu sat cross-legged at the low table, staring dead at the nonchalant Song Mo, who was currently eating a banana.

Song Mo’s eyes curved slightly. She chewed the fruit and tossed the peel casually, but it landed with pinpoint accuracy in the nearby trash can. “You… seem unhappy looking at me?”

Hearing this, the displeasure in Lin Yu’s eyes deepened. She gave a cold snort and admitted in a low voice: “Yes, very unhappy.”

She must have had a brain cramp to think about using Song Mo as a breakthrough for Wang family intel.

In less than an afternoon of being together, she felt extreme irritability and discomfort—especially with that arrogant face full of punchable, “cheap” expressions.

Song Mo paused, chuckled, and pointed a finger toward the kitchen. “Because of her?”

Lin Yu turned her face away, looking down gloomily. She said stubbornly: “I don’t like the smell on you.”

Song Mo gave a thoughtful “Ahn,” dragging out the note. She subconsciously observed Lin Yu’s expression and replied indifferently: “Is that so~? I don’t like the smell of Omegas either.”

Lin Yu looked up, alert. Her face darkened as she questioned in a deep voice: “What do you mean by that?”

Could it be that this Song Mo was interested in Alphas?

This sexual orientation wasn’t exactly strange. In the traditional Alpha-Omega pairing world, many Double-A couples existed. Even though they didn’t have the high fertility rate of Omegas, as long as both parties worked hard enough during intimacy and marking, they could still produce “crystals of love.”

Jiang Nan was an Alpha… Was Song Mo interested in Jiang Nan?

Looking at Lin Yu’s expression, Song Mo naturally guessed what she was thinking. She couldn’t help but curl her lips into a wicked smile, answering nonchalantly: “Exactly what you think I mean.”

Lin Yu’s fists clenched. If it weren’t for the fact that this person was a seriously injured patient, she would have thrown this eyesore out the balcony.

“The medicine is ready! Drink it quickly.”

Jiang Nan walked into the living room carrying a bowl of steaming medicine. Song Mo immediately turned her head, greeting her with a beaming smile: “Thank you. If it weren’t for little darling Jiang Nan being so kind, I would surely have died in that alley.”

Jiang Nan: Uh, probably not. You’re the protagonist with the ‘aura,’ dear.

Lin Yu: Right. I’m not angry. Why would I be angry?

Song Mo looked at the dazed Jiang Nan and raised an eyebrow, saying bluntly: “I’m injured. I want you to feed me.”

Seeing this, Jiang Nan glanced at the other’s wounded abdomen. Suppressing her anger, she complained inwardly: What a rude “Aggressive Lead.”

Holding the bowl with a look of displeasure, she sat down beside Song Mo. Just as she was about to lift her arm to feed her…

Lin Yu suddenly stood up. Unable to hold back, she snatched the bowl of medicine from Jiang Nan’s hand. With a cold face and a downward stare at Song Mo, she said firmly: “I’ll do it.”

Jiang Nan: …Wife, no way. Have you fallen for your Official Spouse this quickly?

Wuwu, then what about me? Am I really going to be demoted to the “other woman”?

Seeing this, the corner of Song Mo’s mouth twitched. Suddenly, in a medical miracle that ignored her injuries, she reached out, snatched the bowl from Lin Yu’s hand, and downed it in one go.

Jiang Nan: ?

Lin Yu: Good.

Jiang Nan blinked and leaned over to check the wound, but Lin Yu grabbed her by the back of the collar and hauled her back to a safe distance of one meter.

Once steady, Jiang Nan scratched her head in confusion. She looked at her wife, then at Song Mo—whose face was no longer as happy as before—and asked with a dry laugh: “…Song Mo, is your injury better? I see you can even take your own medicine now.”

Song Mo lay back on the sofa unhappily and closed her eyes to play dead. A trace of weakness and helplessness appeared on her domineering, arrogant face. She intentionally softened her tone and pleaded slowly: “…No, the wound hurts so much. I might need a dressing change tonight.”

She paused, swallowed slightly, and opened her eyes a crack. She saw Lin Yu—whose face was incredibly dark—blocking Jiang Nan, staring down at her as if she might strangle her at any moment.

How interesting. Ha, staying in that alley for two days really did pay off.

No wonder people in her family liked to cheat… this gaze, this scene, instantly triggered a certain distorted desire in her heart.

Song Mo narrowed her eyes playfully and curled her lips. She shifted her gaze to the eyes behind Lin Yu, intentionally frowning to look miserable. She brushed the hair away from her forehead, presenting a different kind of “sickly” sexiness.

“…But I’m covered in blood and I smell terrible. I really want to take a bath.”

“Jiang Nan, you’ll help me, right?”