After Transmigrating as a Scum Alpha, I Marked my White Moonlight Omega - Chapter 24

When Lin Yu arrived at that penthouse suite in the XX Hotel, she gave a cold look to the hotel staff member beside her, signaling him to open the door.

The staff member swallowed nervously, his hands trembling as he pulled a master key card from his pocket, but he still looked up in a struggling, troubled manner: “…President Lin, doing this really violates our hotel regulations and guest privacy.”

Lin Yu, listening to his endless babbling nonsense, shot him a direct “eye dagger.”

The icy deep-gray eyes and the aura of resentment she emitted made the staff member feel as if she were a wife catching a cheating husband.

He hurried forward, unwilling to bring trouble upon himself, and swiped the card against the handle. It immediately let out a crisp, melodious beep.

Lin Yu kicked the door open. The scene that appeared before her made her pupils quiver slightly.

On the bed, Jiang Nan was pinning Song Mo down, straddling her, with both hands clutching the other’s neck. Her hair blocked her profile, making it impossible to see her expression.

From Lin Yu’s angle, the situation looked exactly like a “riding” position. Her face grew even darker, and the various toys displayed on the suite walls caused a murderous impulse to coalesce in her chest.

Both Jiang Nan and Song Mo were interrupted by the noise at the door. Their bodies stiffened instantly, and they turned toward the entrance. There stood Lin Yu, arms crossed, her lip twitching. Her sharp eyes looked as if she were ready to cut them both to death.

Seeing her wife arrive, Jiang Nan reflexively got off Song Mo, her heart fluttering with guilt for some unknown reason.

Wait—no? What do I have to feel guilty about!

The one who should feel guilty is this damn Song Mo!

Meanwhile, the “damn” Song Mo sat up slowly without a care in the world, leaning against the headboard. She spared a glance for Lin Yu, who was walking toward her, and casually picked up a glass of leftover spirits from the nightstand for a sip.

“Lin Yu, you’re such a buzzkill. I was just getting started.”

Hearing Song Mo’s words, Jiang Nan glared at her with even more resentment.

It must be that this rotten Song Mo invited her to this place behind “Angel” Lin Yu’s back just to show off her results.

For someone as conservative as Lin Yu, seeing a wall full of toys used on her, it would be a miracle if her face wasn’t black!

Lin Yu glanced at Jiang Nan sitting by the bed. Her hair was messy, she was wearing a bathrobe, but her pheromones weren’t flared and she looked clean. It seemed highly likely that the “deed” hadn’t had time to happen with Song Mo yet.

Even she didn’t know why she suddenly felt an instinctive sigh of relief.

Was it relief that her own Alpha hadn’t been defiled? Or was it concern for Jiang Nan’s safety while being toyed with by Song Mo?

Her expression softened slightly. Looking at Jiang Nan, who was still sitting by the bed looking resentful, she said coldly: “Let’s go. Home.”

Hearing her wife’s words, Jiang Nan shot a glance at Song Mo, who still looked leisurely. Yet, this Song Mo actually remained completely unmoved!

How could someone who doesn’t even respect her own wife become the “official main lead” of the book?

Lin Yu frowned impatiently. This seemed to be the first time Jiang Nan hadn’t responded to her words immediately—and the other was even looking toward Song Mo.

Heh, looking for help?

In just a few hours, she was already making such expressions toward Song Mo. It seemed Jiang Nan was naturally promiscuous; ha, some habits never change.

But she had no fetish for sharing an Alpha with others.

Lin Yu’s voice turned a few degrees colder. Frowning and full of displeasure, she ordered the bodyguards behind her: “Take Jiang Nan away. Back to the slums.”

Jiang Nan was called out. The moment she snapped back to reality, her arms were hauled up by two bodyguards in suits and sunglasses.

Eh? Shouldn’t you be taking this trash Song Mo back to give her a proper lesson?

Why are you dragging me, the outsider, along?

Jiang Nan frowned at the pain in her elbows and couldn’t help but shout at Lin Yu’s back: “Lin Yu! What do you mean by this?”

Lin Yu’s pace faltered slightly. A cold smile curled her lips, and her fists tightened involuntarily. She said in a deep voice: “…There’s a new development in the investigation. Your spirit medium abilities are needed.”

Lin Yu? This was likely the first time Jiang Nan had called her by her full name.

The person who usually shamelessly called her “Wife” all day had specifically used her full name in this place, at this moment.

Ha, is it for that shameless piece of trash, Song Mo?

Is Song Mo really that good? Worth parting ways and drawing a line with me so quickly?

Since that’s the case, let’s torment each other.

Regardless, she, Lin Yu, would never let go easily.

“Boss, Dan Yang… he’s gone.”

When Lin Yu arrived back at the slum rental with Jiang Nan, the hallway and the interior were a mess of fighting tracks. Even Yue Qian and Nan Zhi had sustained some flesh wounds.

It was obvious: the people who came to take Dan Yang definitely knew she wasn’t in the slums.

For news to travel this well and this fast… if anyone said there was no connection between Dan Yang, Lin Wan, and Song Mo, only a fool would believe it.

Standing behind her, Jiang Nan saw the chaotic scene and swallowed nervously. She slowly shuffled her feet and asked cautiously: “Dan Yang? I… I happen to want to settle scores with him too! I don’t know what that brat did, but I just got all dizzy and fell asleep in the house! I woke up and saw that pervert Song Mo. Truly… bad luck.”

Hearing this, Lin Yu turned around immediately with a frown, staring deeply at Jiang Nan. Confirming her previous suspicion, she stated with certainty: “You were at his house just now.”

Jiang Nan blinked and admitted truthfully: “Yeah, when I went out, I happened to run into Dan Yang. It was so cold outside and I was in my pajamas, so I just went to his place to hide from the wind…”

As she spoke, she seemed to recall the reason she had slammed the door and left earlier, and her face gradually revealed obvious grievance.

Lin Yu, however, felt Jiang Nan’s behavior was utterly unreasonable. The anger that had barely subsided flared up again. She said in a low tone: “Entering someone else’s home so casually? Heh, no wonder you ended up in Song Mo’s bed.”

Though Jiang Nan was indeed thick-skinned, she wasn’t deaf to the sarcasm in Lin Yu’s words.

Is she jealous that I appeared beside Song Mo?

Thinking about how the whole mess started because Song Mo was going to have sex with Lin Yu in the bathroom, she shouted back in displeasure:

“Lin Yu, can you be reasonable! I went to Dan Yang’s house, and then I somehow ended up in the same bed as Song Mo—isn’t that because of you?”

Seeing Jiang Nan actually raise her voice at her and call her by her full name, Lin Yu’s eyes froze for a second. But soon she raised an eyebrow, her gaze hardening as she scoffed.

“Me? …Ha, did I tell you to go out? Or did I hold a knife to your throat and force you to go to Dan Yang’s house?”

Jiang Nan’s throat suddenly felt choked. Tears welled in her eyes, but she forced her trampled pride to hold them back.

Yes, no one forced her to like Lin Yu.

Everything was her, Jiang Nan’s, own doing.

From the very beginning when she accidentally arrived in this book world, she had been the one finding every way to get close to her “White Moonlight” goddess, even greedily wanting a more intimate connection.

She always thought that as long as her emotions were sincere and passionate enough, expressed directly enough, Lin Yu would one day change her view of her as a “Scum Alpha.”

But she seemed to have forgotten that a “White Moonlight” is a White Moonlight because it is far away and cold to the touch.

No matter how hard she tried to get close, all she got in return was this smile-less face.

Seeing Jiang Nan with her head hanging in silence, Lin Yu realized she had been too harsh. Irritably, she leaned against the hallway wall with her hand to her forehead, but she couldn’t bring herself to apologize.

Finally, after a moment of silence, her tone softened slightly as she whispered, “…Stop making a scene. Go inside.”

She was about to turn around when she heard Jiang Nan behind her, as if a trigger had been pulled, her voice trembling with sobs.

“Yes, it’s me! It’s me who couldn’t stand seeing you do that with Song Mo, so I went to Dan Yang’s house in a fit of rage! …What, did you want me to watch you two do it in the bathroom?”

Yue Qian and Nan Zhi, who were tending to their wounds nearby, looked as if they had heard some world-shattering news. Their expressions shifted, and they immediately and tactfully ushered the subordinates away.

Lin Yu turned around, her gaze sharp as she stared at the tearful Jiang Nan. The sight of her crying and shouting annoyed her immensely.

She was even more dissatisfied with the content of Jiang Nan’s words. A cold smile curled her lips. “Heh, you talk about liking me… so in your eyes, I’m just that kind of casual person.”

“As long as it’s an Alpha, I’ll just spread my legs and do that kind of thing?”

So, Jiang Nan really thought she had gotten together with Song Mo.

Ha, so this was the “like” she spoke of?

Without a shred of concrete evidence, based purely on wild guesses, she decided that Lin Yu would engage in such a nauseating activity with Song Mo?

This kind of “like”… to her, it was truly rotten.

Jiang Nan’s eyes froze. Soon she looked elsewhere, as if realizing something, and asked in a low voice: “You kicked me out, wasn’t it to make it convenient for the two of you in the bathroom…”

Lin Yu’s eyes were cold. She interrupted directly, her tone sounding like both a retaliation and a response to that “cheap” affection Jiang Nan spoke of.

“What if I did? What if I didn’t?”

“Does it have anything to do with you, Jiang Nan?”