Chapter 37: Sister Wenyin is actually…
Lin Xue’s mood today was terrible—beyond terrible. Everything had veered far from her carefully laid plans.
She’d anticipated Su Qi not confronting her directly about sneaking off, so she’d feigned sleep, ready to play it cool, act confused, and then admit her “mistake.” Her excuse? She couldn’t find Su Qi’s keys, so she “had” to take him to her place. Fearing his anger, she’d even hung a coat on a chair for him to wear to school, a perfect conversation starter for tomorrow.
The plan was flawless—until it wasn’t. First, the phone call interrupted by those predatory sisters at the mall. Hearing the “Welcome to Wuyue Plaza” jingle in the background, Lin Xue rushed there, scouring every corner. Finding no trace of Su Qi, panic set in. The memory of his soft embrace fueled her fear that he’d been coerced by “bad women” or worse. Despite the toll daylight flying took on her sunlight-averse Blood Princess ability, she sprouted black wings and soared to Muyin District under the blazing sun.
Hovering above Su Qi’s 15th-floor apartment in the 32-story building, unfamiliar with his exact unit, she planned to count floors. But a pink glow from a mid-level window stood out against the natural light of others. Recognizing ability-induced light, her unease grew.
Drawing closer, her heart sank. Su Qi, now in male clothes, his peach-blossom eyes misty like a docile deer, was cradled by a woman. A black tail with a red heart tip snaked into his pants, emitting waves of pink light that rippled into his black eyes, tinting them pink. The woman, whispering something, led him toward a bed.
Lin Xue didn’t know their relationship or what was said, but to her, Su Qi was clearly bewitched. Fury surged, her chest tight with an unnamed fire.
Bang!
Glass shattered as she burst through the window. “Witch, what are you doing to my little junior?!”
The crash and fresh air swept away the room’s romantic haze and sweet scent. Su Qi, moments from ascending to “adulthood” in Wen Yin’s arms, froze at the familiar voice. Before he could look up, he was whisked to the sofa in a dizzying spin.
Vision steadying, he saw Lin Xue, disheveled unlike her serene morning self. Sweat beaded her fair face, her red eyes dim with exhaustion, her black wings trembling from sunlight exposure.
Despite his irritation at the interruption, Su Qi’s concern outweighed it. “Lin Xue-jie, why are you here?”
Unaware she’d disrupted a pivotal moment, Lin Xue sighed, patting his head. “Don’t worry, Su Qi. I’m here, so she can’t enchant you anymore.”
Su Qi: ???
Stepping protectively in front of him, Lin Xue locked eyes with Wen Yin. Her woman’s intuition screamed danger. Wen Yin’s beauty and aura rivaled her own, a formidable foe. More unsettling was the primal threat she sensed—an adventurer’s instinct honed in the Ruins told her Wen Yin was powerful.
As their gazes sparked invisible tension, Wen Yin’s gentle voice cut through, laced with irritation. “Xiao Qi, is this rude window-crasher your friend? If not, I’ll toss her out.”
Despite her smile, Wen Yin’s narrowed phoenix eyes exuded pressure. Her hand rested on her black-hosed legs, which morphed into a black whip, gripped firmly. Unfazed, Lin Xue summoned a blood-red blade, teeth gritted.
The escalating tension thrilled Su Qi, curious about Wen Yin’s combat mode and who’d win, but he stepped between them to prevent a fight—or broken furniture.
Facing Wen Yin’s probing gaze, he panicked. How do I introduce Lin Xue? Telling the truth risks exposing my ability. If she mentions last night’s “kidnapping” and our shared bed, right after confirming things with Wen Yin, she’ll think I’m two-timing! But I can’t not explain…
As he racked his brain, Lin Xue’s arm brushed his, her playful voice ringing out. “Of course I’m Su Qi’s friend—maybe even his future girlfriend. Unlike you, a succubus who only seduces.”
Her flirty, ambiguous claim made Su Qi rush to clarify, but her next words froze him. Succubus? Wen Yin-jie’s ability is… a succubus?!