After Transmigrating Into A Cannon Fodder Scum A… Eh? ABO - Chapter 62

During her sleep, Qi Mian heard someone ask her by her ear, “Mianmian…will you come to work with me?” She forgot what she answered. She only remembered that she suddenly felt like she was flying, although she wanted to open her eyes to see, she was too tired. The pleasant scent of roses beside her made her unable to feel any defensiveness, and her consciousness gradually sank into darkness.

When she woke up again, Qi Mian blankly hugged the blanket and stared at the coffee table within her sight. After a long while, she remembered that this was Fu Nanxuan’s office. Three days ago, here, because the two of them recklessly released pheromones, it resulted in her entering estrus. Now the office was filled with a clean and refreshing atmosphere, and there was no trace of the chaos that night. The only bit of evidence seemed to still be overflowing from her body.

Raising her hand to touch the suppression patch on the back of her neck, it was not the strong suppression patch that she usually used to completely cover the scent, but a slightly enhanced version of the ordinary one, which was unable to completely cover the scent. Usually, if she could control the pheromones well, this kind of suppression patch was enough.

But now she was like being soaked in a flower bush, her whole body exuding the rose scent of an Alpha. Others could know what happened when they passed by her. Although Qi Mian didn’t care, it would always affect Fu Nanxuan’s image, confirming that she really found a substitute and had a relationship.

“Ms. Qi, you’re awake? Do you need anything to eat or drink?” Before the meeting, Fu Nanxuan reminded the second secretary to check Qi Mian’s condition regularly. At this moment, she knocked on the door and came in, finding that she was awake, and the second secretary quickly cared for her.

First, the boss suddenly took a three-day leave, and then before leaving work at noon today, Fu Nanxuan hugged Qi Mian and passed by the secretary’s office without any scruples. She and the chief secretary knew what happened. The second secretary, who went on a business trip with Fu Nanxuan, had seen how much the boss cared about Qi Mian and had long treated her as the boss’s wife.

“Ah, hello.” Not expecting someone to come in, Qi Mian sat up awkwardly and greeted her. Sleeping on the office sofa was still too inappropriate, she thought. However, the secretary was still in front of her, and she was indeed a little thirsty, so she had to trouble the other party: “Could you please give me a bottle of water and a cup of black tea? Thank you.” The other party nodded and went out to prepare. She thought of getting up to tidy up her appearance, but as soon as she moved, her limbs were sore and uncomfortable.

Qi Mian was speechless, hugging the blanket and sitting on the sofa. Unable to bear it, she gritted her teeth and supported her body to walk into the bathroom in the lounge to tidy up. When she came out, mineral water and hot black tea were already placed on the coffee table, along with a tablet. She walked slowly back to the sofa and found a note pressed under the tablet.

[If it’s convenient, I’d like to chat with you. See you in the cafe on the first floor in fifteen minutes. Song Chuan]

Without any preamble or follow-up, it was a strong command that said it was a request but did not give her room to refuse. Qi Mian looked at it, found her phone from the sofa, and saw Fu Nanxuan’s earlier message.

Ms. Fu: [I’m going to a meeting first. If you need anything, just tell Anne.]

Ms. Fu: [I miss you so much. When I walked into the meeting room just now, their expressions were very subtle. They should have smelled the scent of your mark.]

Ms. Fu: [What kind of ring do you want? This time when I go to Beiyin on a business trip, I will visit your parents and discuss the engagement.]

Ms. Fu: [Are you awake?]

The last message was still fifteen minutes ago. The previous messages were sent in a row, like a middle school student reporting every little thing that happened to her in great detail. Qi Mian only found her cute and curved the corners of her mouth. She quickly typed back to her: [I’m awake. I’m going downstairs to the cafe for a cup of coffee. You continue to be busy. Don’t be distracted.]

Song Chuan sat in the cafe expressionlessly, waiting for the substitute to appear. Today, the news that Fu Nanxuan hugged someone into the company spread to all the large and small groups in the company. Everyone said that the CEO was showing affection and giving her girlfriend a proper status. Song Chuan only found out that Fu Nanxuan came to work today.

The past few days when Fu Nanxuan took unplanned leave, the reasons she guessed were tormenting her heart repeatedly. She couldn’t sit still and walked to the CEO’s office. The second secretary happened to be away. After knocking on the door, she only saw the tea on the table. After thinking about it, she left a note.

She was not sure if the substitute would come, and she didn’t understand why she impulsively asked someone out. But she was really unwilling. The surging emotions made Song Chuan feel lost and uncomfortable, and she could only hold the coffee cup to absorb the faint warmth. A few days ago, she accidentally sent a security guard upstairs, almost taking the substitute away. The chief secretary hinted to her that Fu Nanxuan was quite unhappy. The matter of her asking someone out would sooner or later reach Fu Nanxuan’s ears. She lowered her eyes and looked at the black coffee in her hand.

Until a faint pheromone appeared around her, Song Chuan frowned impatiently, thinking that it was some Omega who couldn’t even control her pheromones coming out to make a fool of herself. When she looked up, she met a pair of smiling eyes. At the same time, she suddenly understood that a little bit of scent was from the newly marked Omega, left by the possessive Alpha’s strong declaration. Her face suddenly became paler.

“Hello, Ms. Song.” Qi Mian sat down opposite her a little embarrassedly. She had already ordered from the waiter, so no one came forward to leave them space for conversation. “Is there anything you want to talk to me about?”

Due to the book’s description of Song Chuan’s background, Qi Mian treated her differently from Jiang Du and Yi Nanxi. At least she was much more polite.

But her politeness, in Song Chuan’s eyes, became a guilty conscience. That bit of unwillingness suddenly turned into a sharp sword, and she opened her mouth to hurt the person: “You know very well why I asked you out.” Her stern gaze stared at the young woman in front of her. “As a person, as an Omega, are you so willing to degenerate and sell yourself?”

Qi Mian was silent, unable to help but compare the woman in front of her, who was still somewhat arrogant, with the silent and taciturn character in the book, who was the most ruthless of Fu Nanxuan’s women, and felt a little relieved for some reason. Perhaps she had not yet suffered from being sold as a commodity to a marriage partner in exchange for funds, and had not experienced those harms. The current Song Chuan, no matter from any point of view, was a well-deserved elite.

Qi Mian was very well-mannered and replied to her gently: “I would like to explain one thing first, it was Fu Nanxuan who sold herself to me, not me who sold myself to her.” One sentence made Song Chuan speechless.

“So Ms. Song is questioning me as Ms. Fu’s friend?” Qi Mian asked her doubtfully, but they both knew the answer, so Song Chuan was silent. “Ms. Fu also told me that she was single at the beginning, and told me not to worry about any emotional entanglements. She asked me at school every day, and I agreed to her request.” Knowing that she had no way to verify it, Qi Mian dared to speak nonsense.

Song Chuan was a little unbelievable. In her heart, the tall image of Fu Nanxuan was described by the other party as having no dignity. She was a little confused, and felt that she was even more pathetic.

“Selling or not selling oneself has nothing to do with gender, right? Ms. Fu likes my face, and she also happens to be my ideal type, so it just happened that this relationship is bound by a contract. Two single people have each other in a short period of time, and there are also benefits, which is pretty good. Isn’t it just like you going to work in the company?” Qi Mian smiled. “You won’t be so old-fashioned, will you? Do you still think that love should be pure and flawless?”

“Are you sure that what you like is really Fu Nanxuan as a person?” Qi Mian asked her casually, and the waiter happened to serve her cappuccino, which she held in her palm. “Or do you like the halo on her when she saved you?”

Song Chuan didn’t expect Fu Nanxuan to even tell Qi Mian about this, and her expression became even more dim. Fu Nanxuan has always been fair and impartial with her, and has never given her any illusions. It was herself …who gradually fell in love with her strength and her infatuation with her first love after working with her.

But the infatuation was never for her, and now even…her image was shattered and she found another woman to replace her. As for her strong ability, in fact, Song Chuan has reached her current position, and already has a place in this industry. Although it was Fu Nanxuan who gave her the opportunity, she also seized the opportunity with her own efforts and abilities.

She was a little confused for a while, and always felt that her attachment to Fu Nanxuan was suddenly broken, and the other party’s image no longer seemed so dazzling. Song Chuan hurriedly grabbed her phone and got up, and before leaving, she had to say one more sentence: “There will be a time limit for the contract. Aren’t you worried about what will happen after the contract expires?”

“Are you going to work today?” Qi Mian asked her out of the blue.

Song Chuan subconsciously nodded.

“If you knew you were going to die tomorrow, would you still go to work today?”

Song Chuan stopped and looked at her.

“But I don’t know what will happen tomorrow.” Qi Mian’s eyes gradually turned cold. She once chose to leave the other party for a judgment that Fu Nanxuan might die, and almost forced her to death. “What do I have to worry about?”

Song Chuan looked at her squarely for the first time, and only then did she realize that Qi Mian had something similar to Fu Nanxuan, that kind of reckless indifference. It’s just that Fu Nanxuan always outwardly expressed her indifference to everything, while the girl in front of her looked very gentle, but her eyes were cold.