After Transmigrating as a Scumbag Alpha, I Was Pampered by a Paranoid Omega - Chapter 7

Bai Manruo stared at the person on the sofa for a while, her heart thumping wildly. Beautiful people truly were a feast for the eyes.

However! Her hope of regaining her freedom rested entirely on this situation; she absolutely could not let herself be bewitched by beauty.

Bai Manruo swallowed hard, averted her gaze, and looked toward Butler Li. “Butler Li, since I helped you catch the culprit who was messing around in the castle, can I get a discount on my breach-of-contract fee?”

“Butler Li?”

Bai Manruo noticed that Butler Li didn’t seem surprised at all by this person appearing out of thin air. In fact, the butler’s face looked a bit pale.

Having just heard Bai Manruo call her “thief” and “culprit” repeatedly, Butler Li was breaking into a cold sweat. Seeing that the girl was still talking, the butler furrowed her brows and hissed sternly, “What nonsense are you spouting? What thief? This is Miss Ji’s home.”

Butler Li said… the person on the sofa was the master of the castle?!

Bai Manruo’s words died in her throat instantly. She turned her head toward the sofa with mechanical stiffness, her expression one of utter disbelief.

Ji Yingqing seemed to notice her gaze. As luck would have it, she looked up, and their eyes met.

A wave of inexplicable panic washed over Bai Manruo. She hurriedly stammered, “I… I got the wrong person!” She then shrunk into a corner, attempting to become invisible.

Though she tried to look composed, she was internally spiraling.

Butler Li said her surname was Ji? Could she be the same Ji Yingqing who signed the “deed of sale” contract? Her new boss?!

Recalling how she had just pointed a finger at her boss and scolded her as a thief, Bai Manruo felt like dying right then and there.

She had secretly vowed to catch the castle thief to prove her innocence to the butler and the boss… but instead, she had offended the new boss within three days of starting—and insulted her to her face.

At this moment, she desperately wanted to find a hole in the floor to crawl into. Having been a chatterbox just moments ago, she now voluntarily became a mute.

My mouth really is my own worst enemy, she thought. She swore she would never speak out of turn again!

Ji Yingqing watched Bai Manruo, who had suddenly gone silent in the corner. The sheer contrast of her rapid “face-changing” was actually quite amusing. A moment ago she was fearless; now she was acting like a perfectly obedient subordinate.

Feeling the gaze from the sofa, Bai Manruo channeled every ounce of her eighteenth-tier acting skills, hoping to salvage even a shred of a good impression.

Unfortunately, her acting was mediocre at best. Ji Yingqing saw through her thoughts instantly.

Ji Yingqing tapped her slender fingers against her glass. “The water doesn’t seem cold enough.”

“I’ll—” Butler Li started to speak, but Bai Manruo in the corner reacted like a wind-up robot. She dashed over instantly.

“I’ll add some ice for you!”

Before her voice had even faded, she had already fetched crushed ice from the freezer.

Ji Yingqing’s well-defined hand held the deep blue glass; under the blue glow, her pale fingers seemed to shimmer. Bai Manruo leaned in and dropped a small piece in. As the ice drifted down into the crystalline blue liquid, she asked considerately, “Is one piece enough?”

Seeing her being so proactive, Ji Yingqing raised an eyebrow and gave a slight nod. “Mm.”

Butler Li, standing nearby, was dumbfounded. She had expected Miss Ji to fire this person. The girl wasn’t even qualified to be a maid, so how could she take care of anyone?

Although the Young Mistress suffered from Pheromone Deficiency Syndrome and this Alpha happened to be a match, there were so many Alphas in the world. Surely they could find one who was obedient, gentle, and capable.

Furthermore, the Young Mistress only had “episodes” two days a month. Dr. Lu’s team lived in the villa and could be there within five minutes. Besides, Dr. Lu’s achievements in pheromone research were world-class.

Yet, Miss Ji clearly didn’t intend to blame her. In fact, she seemed somewhat interested. Butler Li had never seen anyone act so recklessly in front of the Young Mistress, even violating the rules to go to the third floor.

But if the Young Mistress didn’t pursue it, there was nothing the butler could say.

Bai Manruo stood by with her eyes lowered, her gaze occasionally darting to the water glass, waiting for any chance to serve her boss. She was also busy plotting how to make up for her blunder. She truly hadn’t known the boss lived in the castle.

Just as she came up with an excuse and prepared to speak, Ji Yingqing took a phone call and had to leave. She left behind a single sentence: “We’ll talk when I get back tonight.”

Bai Manruo translated that in her head: The boss means “I’ll settle the score with you tonight.”

At that moment, Bai Manruo had a piece of ice in her mouth, but her heart felt even colder.

Bai Manruo sat on a stone bench in the garden. It was 8:00 PM; the boss would be back soon.

She didn’t dare return to the castle, so she hid outside the villa. Her stomach was growling, but she had no appetite. She picked a rose and plucked the petals one by one, counting: “Boss comes back tonight, Boss doesn’t come back, Boss comes back…”

Suddenly, her phone chimed. She dropped the petals and pulled it out.

A WeChat message from “Three Million” (the director): 【Miss Bai, I’m the director of “National First Love.” Have you considered my offer? Is the fee unsatisfactory? Please, name your conditions; we can negotiate everything.】

Bai Manruo smacked her forehead. She had almost forgotten about the variety show. It might have been possible before, but given the current situation, it seemed hopeless.

Her heart ached. That was three million yuan! It would be such a waste to give it up. She didn’t realize that with her current trending status, her market value had actually multiplied.

If an eighteenth-tier star could make money this fast, she could regain her freedom in no time. However, her contract stated she couldn’t skip work without cause; she needed the boss’s permission to take leave.

She bit her lip, torn, before finally resolving to reply: 【Director, I will give you a definitive answer tomorrow morning.】

She didn’t want to give up. How would she know the outcome if she didn’t try?

A second ago, she didn’t want the boss to return, but now she hoped she’d hurry back. She glanced at the petals on the stone table, stood up, and headed toward the garden.

Half an hour later, the vase in the castle’s main hall was filled with freshly picked, vibrant flowers. Bai Manruo surveyed the room with satisfaction; her efforts weren’t in vain. She hoped the boss would see the flowers and feel a spark of joy. If the boss was happy, maybe the leave request would be approved.

She even went as far as mixing a light blue cocktail for her—something for a gentle “tipsy” feeling.

By the time she finished, it was 11:00 PM. She kept watch at the hall entrance, her eyes nearly falling out from waiting, but still no sign of her. Fearing she might miss her, she ran out to the main gate. She stared at the road until she practically burned holes in it, but not a single silhouette appeared.

Mosquitoes had left several itchy bumps on her neck, and she slapped them away one by one. Her phone was nearly dead, and the flashlight was dimming. She sighed in disappointment; it seemed the boss wasn’t coming tonight.

As midnight approached, she locked the door and went to her bedroom. Lying on the bed with her eyes wide open, she couldn’t catch a wink of sleep. The thought of three million yuan flying away made her heart bleed.