After Transmigrating as a Scum Alpha, I Marked my White Moonlight Omega - Chapter 23

Lin Yu stood at the door for a good while without hearing any sound of footsteps approaching from behind the heavy entrance. Her brow furrowed tightly as her suspicions were magnified one by one; panic and fear began to envelop her.

With a grim expression, she began to pound on the locked iron gate with her arm, shouting inside while the echoing impact of the metal rang through the hallway. “Dan Yang! I know you’re in there, open the door right now!”

After Lin Yu persisted for some time, the sound of a key turning finally came from the iron door. Dan Yang opened it, currently using a towel to dry his wet hair. He was shrouded in the mist of a fresh shower, his handsome face showing a faint flush from the steam, and his pajamas looked somewhat thin for a heated room.

“…I was just showering. Why the rush? Is something wrong?”

His voice carried a faint rasp, seemingly due to the over-intensity of the vigorous “exercise” just now.

Lin Yu’s face remained tense. Without a word, she kicked off her shoes and charged directly into Dan Yang’s home, looking around as if searching for a familiar silhouette.

Seeing this, Dan Yang’s expression faltered for a second, but he quickly composed himself and stepped forward, asking in a softened tone: “What happened? Did you… have a fight with Sister Jiang?”

Lin Yu’s chest rose and fell slightly. She didn’t rush to answer his question; instead, as she turned her head, she noticed a closed bedroom door. She walked straight toward it and shoved the door open.

What met her eyes, however, was a room that was kept extremely clean and tidy. The sheets on the bed didn’t even have a wrinkle, and the quilt at the foot of the bed was folded perfectly square. Although the air carried a faint, unfamiliar pheromone scent, it was definitely not that familiar smell of Photinia leaves.

…Was she being too sensitive?

Or did Jiang Nan really only linger in the building for ten minutes before finally choosing to turn off her phone and leave the slums?

When Lin Yu turned around, she saw Dan Yang leaning against the doorframe with a look of helplessness. He reached out to continue drying his damp hair and spoke with a hint of displeasure: “Hey, regardless of what’s happening, at least say something? Barging into someone’s home and doing such baffling things…”

Lin Yu frowned and walked out of the room, a flash of gloom crossing her eyes. However, as she passed Dan Yang, she looked him up and down and spoke flatly: “Who were you just doing it with?”

Startled by Lin Yu’s question, Dan Yang froze for a moment, but he quickly recovered. He looked elsewhere and let out a scoff of feigned annoyance: “You think everyone has a husband like you do?”

Lin Yu ignored his mockery and focused back on the key point. She reached out and unceremoniously grabbed his collar, pulling him closer. Her eyes held a dangerous warning as she spoke in a deep voice: “Answer my question.”

“Who did you just do it with? And… where exactly did Jiang Nan go?”

Dan Yang looked straight into Lin Yu’s eyes without backing down. He curled his lips provocatively and said unhurriedly: “Is having sex illegal? Ha… or do the underlings working for President Lin need your permission to do that kind of thing?”

Listening to Dan Yang dragging the conversation away again, Lin Yu became even more certain that Jiang Nan’s disappearance was inseparable from this youth.

Looking at his face, she seemed to recall something. She suddenly released her grip on his collar. Just as Dan Yang was about to breathe a sigh of relief and prepare to complain, he didn’t expect Lin Yu to reach out and rip his pajama pants right in half.

Standing there in only his boxers, he instinctively raised his voice with a dark expression: “What are you doing!”

Lin Yu glanced at the inner side of Dan Yang’s thigh and noticed there was indeed a small black mole there. She sneered inwardly, recalling the vision Jiang Nan had seen through her divine power, which confirmed her suspicions.

She looked up, crossing her arms. Her lips curled slightly, but her eyes held a freezing sharpness. Looking at Dan Yang’s humiliated, teeth-gritting state of having no recourse, she asked back mercilessly:

“It’s Lin Wan, isn’t it? You did it with her.”

By now, several of Lin Yu’s subordinates had gathered in Dan Yang’s home. Lin Yu sat expressionlessly in a chair, while Dan Yang was pinned to the sofa opposite her, unable to move, stubbornly refusing to reveal anything more.

Yue Qian stood to the side, wearing simple plain clothes that blended into the slums. Having understood the situation, she proposed a plan: “Boss, if Lin Wan really took the Perverted Spirit Medium, shouldn’t we set out to find them immediately?”

Nan Zhi, standing nearby, also nodded in agreement: “Boss, according to the news we just got, Lin Wan’s current whereabouts appear to be at the XX Hotel. She checked in an hour ago.”

XX Hotel?

Lin Yu raised an eyebrow. The name of the hotel sounded unusually familiar.

Yue Qian reminded her from the side, “Boss, XX Hotel is under Song Mo’s name. I heard it’s a very high-end five-star themed ‘love’ hotel.”

Hearing this, the veins in Lin Yu’s temples throbbed. She stood up abruptly, her face grim.

Ha, fine. Song Mo, playing dirty with me, are you?

Inside the XX Hotel.

When Jiang Nan woke up, she felt like she hadn’t slept on such a soft bed in a very long time. She smacked her lips in comfort, thinking of turning over to sleep a bit longer, when in her dazed state she felt a burning heat beside her.

She snapped her eyes open and saw Song Mo lying next to her, wearing an extremely sexy dark red silk nightgown with lace cutouts that partially revealed her curves. She was looking at Jiang Nan with a smile in her eyes. “Jiang Nan, I didn’t expect you to be so proactive with me too.”

Jiang Nan: “…?”

No, wait—what exactly is the situation?

Wasn’t I just sleeping on the sofa in Dan Yang’s house?

How did I end up in the same bed as Song Mo?

And! Why does the decor and furniture around here feel so weird…

Bright red rose wallpaper, red indoor lighting, and a lingering, intoxicating fragrance.

Even more ridiculous were the rows and columns of various “toys” hanging on the walls!

Jiang Nan was instantly petrified in bed, staring at the perverted place she had ended up in.

Seeing Jiang Nan staring at the wall of toys with her eyes bulging, Song Mo sat up and let out a chuckle. She reached out to wrap an arm around Jiang Nan’s waist and deliberately blew air into her ear. “How is it? Do you like it? The gift I prepared for you.”

Jiang Nan: Gift? What gift?

Is this Aggressive Lead showing off the toys she used with Lin Yu after they slept together?!

Ha, talk about… rubbing salt in the wound.

Also, how could you put such perverted toys inside my wife, Lin Yu!

I’m always so gentle when I’m with her. Even though I sometimes get rough because of the stimulation, I’m always very tender afterward, cherishing her rare fragility after our sessions.

At the thought that Song Mo—the protagonist—had such terrible “bed manners” and these perverted hobbies, Jiang Nan angrily slapped the hand away from her waist.

“Song Mo! Do you have a conscience?! Lin Yu likes you so much, and you use these shady toys to… I really!”

“Do you know how conservative she is? For your sake, she actually cooperated with this kind of play… and now you’re showing me your ‘glorious battle records.’ What? Are you proud? Are you trying to kill me with anger?”

Fine, Song Mo, you really did kill me with anger.

And a very successful one at that… wuwu.

I’m so jealous, so jealous I’m going crazy. Wuwu.

She had never played such exciting games with her wife, and now this Song Mo brat has unlocked them all.

After listening to Jiang Nan’s outburst, Song Mo burst into a hearty laugh. Her shoulders shook, and physiological tears even sparked in the corners of her eyes.

Jiang Nan: What are you laughing at! I’m very angry right now, okay!

It took a while for Song Mo to calm down and sit up to speak normally. Looking at Jiang Nan’s dark face, her desire to tease was piqued.

She leaned in and rested her chin on Jiang Nan’s shoulder, intentionally nuzzling her. She said in a lazy voice: “What? From your expression, it seems you really care about me sleeping with Lin Yu?”

Jiang Nan sat cross-legged on the large round bed with a face full of resentment, her messy hair practically standing on end from anger. “Of course! She’s my wife!”

“Think about it, how would you feel if your wife was slept with by someone else?!”

Song Mo seemed to think seriously for a few seconds. Propping herself up with her hands, she looked at Jiang Nan’s puffed-out cheeks and laughed softly: “…I wouldn’t feel much of anything. If she’s slept with, she’s slept with.”

Jiang Nan: Siba (Shit)?!

What happened to the ‘Domineering Aggressive Lead’? Turns out she has a hidden ‘scumbag’ attribute?

No wonder while reading the book, she always felt Song Mo gave her a “malicious” vibe. This made her even more certain about the “White Moonlight” goddess Lin Yu in her heart.

Analyzing it this way, she suddenly felt that her decision to kindly “give up” Lin Yu to Song Mo was a massive mistake!

A sense of resentment and protective instinct for her White Moonlight instantly flared up. “Even if Lin Yu is toyed with and slept with, you don’t care?!”

Song Mo shrugged noncommittally. With a relaxed face, she reached out to pull Jiang Nan into her arms. Her long, upturned eyes held a wicked nonchalance. “Even if she was gang-banged, I wouldn’t care.”

Jiang Nan: “…!”

What kind of trash person is this! What ‘peerless beauty’! What ‘Protagonist Lead’!

Even if the ‘Author-Mama’ herself came down, she couldn’t stop me from beating this Song Mo until the readers can’t recognize her!