After Transmigrating as a Scum Alpha, I Marked my White Moonlight Omega - Chapter 9

Lin Yu’s hand tightened around the water glass on the desk, the veins at her temples throbbing. Suppressing the last shred of her patience, she shot a direct “eye dagger” at Jiang Nan, who was sitting not far away.

The subordinates nearby couldn’t help but start whispering.

“That Perverted Spirit Medium… her nature really is hard to change. It’s not easy for the Boss to endure her for this long.”

“Hard to comment. Let’s just wish her safety.”

“She’s a real spirit medium, but she’s also a real pervert.”

Jiang Nan realized she had accidentally slipped into “simp mode” again. After receiving Lin Yu’s warning look, she swallowed nervously, immediately sat up straight, and answered with a serious face.

“The people who attacked us yesterday carried a bloody aura even heavier than Lin Wan’s. I suspect it’s caused by frequently staying close to the killer.”

She paused, rubbing her chin thoughtfully before asking, “Wife, does our organization have any rivals or competitors?”

“Because I saw another powerful force on them. If I feel it carefully, it’s like an ‘aura of ambition’.”

The moment Jiang Nan said this, the people around her started speaking up one after another.

“Boss, there are only three major powers in the underworld. Besides us, there are the Wang family Alphas and the Su family Betas.”

“If the Perverted Spirit Medium isn’t wrong, this attack was likely the work of the Wang family Alphas.”

“In that case, could it be that Lin Wan is in cahoots with the Wang family Alphas?”

Jiang Nan: Not bad, not bad, these people’s brains are finally catching up.

Lin Yu sat in the center and pondered for a moment, slowly nodding. she agreed that these analyses were quite sound.

Nan Zhi, who was sitting next to Lin Yu, seemed to receive a new message. She spoke with some excitement, “Boss, according to our day-long investigation, the group that attacked us yesterday did indeed come from the Wang family Alphas.”

A chorus of surprised gasps filled the study, and everyone turned their gaze toward Jiang Nan, who was sitting in her seat with a beaming smile.

Lin Yu also shifted her gaze to Jiang Nan, staring at her deeply for a while before standing up to leave the room. Before departing, she didn’t forget to give instructions.

“The Wang family Alphas’ target this time should be Jiang Nan. Nan Zhi, you and Yue Qian stay at the villa to look after her.”

As she said this, her gaze grew much sharper. “I am going to meet those scumbags right now.”

Hearing this, Nan Zhi stood up instantly, her face full of worry. She protested, “Boss, Yue Qian and I can’t both be away from your side.”

Lin Yu glanced at Jiang Nan, who was blinking and drinking her barley tea nearby. Her tone softened slightly as she comforted her, “Don’t worry, others will be following me when I go out.”

After speaking, she withdrew her gaze and walked out of the room with brisk steps, followed by a line of subordinates ready to set out.

Jiang Nan watched this display with stars in her eyes, inwardly admiring her wife.

As expected of the Big Boss of the Black Gang—this aura is not inferior to an Alpha at all.

Now that the Boss had left, Nan Zhi moved to stand in front of Jiang Nan. Although she was worried, she followed the Boss’s orders, her face still unable to hide her concern for Lin Yu.

“Perverted Spirit Medium, the Boss probably won’t be back tonight. Yue Qian and I will take care of you.”

Seeing Nan Zhi approach, Jiang Nan looked at her clean, “lolita” face, stood up familiarly, and patted Nan Zhi’s shoulder. She said in a relaxed tone, “Your Boss is so capable, don’t worry. I’ve already done a quick calculation with my fingers—she’ll definitely be fine!”

She wasn’t lying. After all, her wife’s forehead glowed with light every day; she looked like the embodiment of “turning bad luck into good” and “a lucky star from heaven.” Combined with the protagonist’s halo, dealing with small-fry like that was surely a piece of cake.

Nan Zhi had been moping, but hearing Jiang Nan’s words, her eyes lit up instantly. “Really?!”

Jiang Nan nodded vigorously and said with a chin-up look of certainty, “Of course! You don’t believe a spirit medium’s words?”

Nan Zhi knew that since the Perverted Spirit Medium arrived, she had indeed helped the Boss a lot with her divine power. Even the other brothers and sisters in the gang said the charms were remarkably effective.

Nan Zhi looked up and rubbed her hands together. “Then… Perverted Spirit Medium, could you give me a charm too?”

Jiang Nan: Crap, here we go again. If my wife doesn’t come home, my divine power is gone.

Wuwu, I want kisses, I want fragrant and soft snuggles.

Jiang Nan felt that her divine power must have been over-exploited and her mental stress too high these past two days; otherwise, she wouldn’t be having such weird nightmares.

In the dream, she found herself tied to a rickety armchair. Lin Wan stood before her, tickling her feet with a feather duster.

That well-maintained pink hair was a blur before her eyes. In her slightly upturned eyes was a sort of coercive excitement. With her lips curled up, she whispered like a murmuring demon: “Quick, tell me, what is Lin Yu’s weakness… Quick, tell me, what is Lin Yu’s weakness?”

Jiang Nan was scared awake by this bizarre scene. When she opened her eyes, she still seemed to feel a faint itch on her soles, and she instantly bounced up from the bed.

Sitting at the foot of the bed holding two knitting needles, Yue Qian turned her head in confusion. The ball of yarn beside her rolled onto the floor with a thud due to Jiang Nan’s movement.

Yue Qian: “?”

Jiang Nan realized that the previous scene was just a nightmare. She awkwardly watched a bewildered Yue Qian stop her needlework. She scratched her cheek with a dry laugh. “Uh, this is… an early morning stress response.”

Jiang Nan: I’m definitely not telling you I had a nightmare!

Yue Qian blinked, leaned over to pick up the yarn, and looked at Jiang Nan with a smile, exposing her without mercy: “Perverted Spirit Medium, you were having a nightmare, weren’t you?”

Jiang Nan: ! Uh, was it that obvious?

Jiang Nan tried to change the subject. Still in her pajamas, she sat cross-legged next to Yue Qian and looked at the purple wool scarf she was knitting. She asked curiously, “Why did you suddenly think of knitting a scarf?”

At the mention of this, Yue Qian’s eyes grew much gentler as she looked at the scarf. She answered in a cheerful tone, “Because it’s Christmas Eve next month! Plus, the Peach Blossom Talisman you gave me was very effective—things are progressing very smoothly… so, I plan to knit one to give to my ‘Beautiful Sister’.”

Hearing this, Jiang Nan scrutinized Yue Qian and couldn’t help but gasp. She exclaimed, “I didn’t expect it—Yue Qian, you’re ‘in spring’ (in love) too?”

Hearing this, half of Yue Qian’s face turned red. She put down the scarf, her “cool older sister” face showing a rare shyness. “Perverted Spirit Medium! Stop looking!”

Jiang Nan cleared her throat and looked elsewhere, trying to shake off the intense images that had just flashed through her mind. She noticed the ball of yarn and then looked at the freezing weather outside, thinking about how Lin Yu spent all day running around.

Her wife should also have a warm wool scarf like this!

She immediately turned and looked at Yue Qian pleadingly, acting spoiled with her chin in her hands. “Yue Qian, teach me, please?”

Yue Qian blinked in surprise. “You want to give one to the Boss?”

Jiang Nan nodded like a woodpecker, her face full of sincere certainty. “Yeah! Your Boss takes such good care of me, stuffing abalone and sea cucumber into my mouth every day… I can’t just eat for free.”

Yue Qian thought that made sense. After all, it wasn’t easy for the Boss to earn money, living a life “on the edge of a blade” all day. She pursed her lips and compromised. “Alright, I can teach you.”

Seeing Yue Qian agree, Jiang Nan immediately cheered with a “seal-style” clap.

“But!”

The praise Jiang Nan was about to give got stuck in her throat.

Yue Qian crossed her arms and gave a sly grin. “Remember to give me a few more Marriage Talismans~”

Jiang Nan: …For my wife, I’ll endure.

After getting out of bed, Jiang Nan noticed that Lin Yu was nowhere to be seen in the villa. Even the number of subordinates running in the courtyard had been cut by more than half.

It seemed her wife hadn’t returned yet.

Wandering in the living room, Jiang Nan found Nan Zhi seemingly preparing breakfast for the Boss’s return.

She couldn’t help but lean in curiously and found Nan Zhi was wrapping wontons with a prepared filling. “Nan Zhi, is your Boss coming back?”

Nan Zhi nodded and continued her work. “The Boss just called me. She said she’ll be home in an hour. Everything seems to have been handled smoothly.”

She paused, shifted her gaze to Jiang Nan’s face, and smiled with relief. “Perverted Spirit Medium, it seems you were quite accurate.”

Being praised like this, Jiang Nan’s “tail” immediately curled up. With her chin up and eyes curved, she smiled like a proud little cat.

She stepped forward, rolled up her sleeves, looked at the wonton skins and filling, and made a grand declaration: “I’ll make your Boss’s breakfast today!”

Nan Zhi: …Uh, why do I suddenly feel a tiny bit worried?

As a shut-in who had never cooked but often browsed food videos online, Jiang Nan believed that a task like wrapping wontons should be pretty simple, right?

Until she finished wrapping them. The wontons stood stubbornly on the tray in various irregular shapes, and quite a few had pink meat filling peeking out from the sides.

Nan Zhi, standing nearby, originally wanted to help, but Jiang Nan stopped her very insistently. “Hey, hey, I’ll do it, I’ll do it! Don’t touch them or you’ll mess them up.”

Nan Zhi pouted: How do I put this… I haven’t touched them, but they’re actually messy enough already.

Lin Yu happened to return at that moment. As soon as she entered the house, she heard various panicked shouts floating out from the dining room.

“Nan Zhi, quick, look! Is this water boiling or not?”

Nan Zhi: I think you’re the one who needs to “boil” (get lost).

“Nan Zhi, why did this wonton skin break? …Never mind, meatballs soup is fine too.”

Nan Zhi: “…”

“Nan Zhi, I poured too much vinegar. I salvaged it into a Hot and Sour Soup—is that okay?”

Nan Zhi: This is hard to comment on. Because cooking is a craft where “different fields are like different mountains”… Good luck to you.