Chapter 22 p1: Transmigrated as the Abusive Story’s Cannon Fodder Female Supporting Character
Pei Yu’s aura was so powerful that her mere presence made the air in the room thick with tension.
It was only then that Xin Yao realized how gentle Pei Yu had been with her before.
But why was she nervous? They weren’t partners, and she hadn’t done anything wrong. It was just a job interview!
But Pei Yu seemed to care a great deal about it.
It made sense.
Despite her aloof exterior, Pei Yu was a creature of instinct, possessive, controlling, and fiercely territorial.
Xin Yao thought of their relationship as a simple contract.
But perhaps, in the cold-blooded snake demon’s eyes, having shared such an intimate moment made Xin Yao her possession, not to be coveted by others.
Xin Yao understood the rule.
But not even allowing a handshake seemed a bit excessive.
It had been an accident! She hadn’t intentionally touched Liu Yue’s hand!
Seeing Liu Yue’s pale face, clearly intimidated by Pei Yu’s presence, Xin Yao took a deep breath, forcing a smile as she tried to defuse the situation.
“This is Miss Liu, a candidate for the secretary position. We just finished the interview.”
She then gestured towards Pei Yu.
“This is President Pei.”
“Miss Liu,” Pei Yu said coolly, nodding slightly. “Pei Yu, of Pei Corp.”
Liu Yue, finally recovering from her initial shock, looked at Xin Yao, then at the breathtakingly beautiful Pei Yu, her eyes filling with tears.
But she expertly held them back, her voice trembling slightly as she bowed apologetically.
“Hello, President Pei. President Xin, I’m so sorry. It was all my fault. I was just worried about you.”
Her demeanor was so vulnerable and pitiful that it would have softened anyone’s heart.
Especially since it seemed as if she had been frightened to tears by the cold, imposing Pei Yu.
Ignoring Pei Yu’s otherworldly beauty, anyone with a preference for gentle and submissive women might have been swayed.
Hmm.
Something felt off.
Compared to Xin Yao’s gentle nature, Pei Yu was much more direct. She looked down at Liu Yue, a hint of disdain in her eyes.
“Hmph.”
Her expression was impassive, her gaze as cold and indifferent as if she were looking at an inanimate object.
The sound, barely audible, amplified the sense of contempt.
Liu Yue flinched, as if terrified, then slowly looked up at Pei Yu, her eyes brimming with tears.
They locked eyes for a brief, tense moment, then quickly looked away, their gazes settling on Xin Yao.
Xin Yao, caught between their contrasting stares, sighed.
“Miss Liu, the interview is over. You can go home and wait for our decision. We’ll contact you.”
Liu Yue’s face paled further, her fingers trembling. She bowed again, her apology even more fervent.
“I’m truly sorry, President Pei. I ruined everything.”
“But I hope this won’t affect your impression of my abilities. I’m very determined to get this job. If I’m fortunate enough to become your secretary, I’ll work ten, a hundred times harder than anyone else.”
She bowed deeply, her movements practiced and smooth, eliciting a flicker of sympathy from Xin Yao.
Xin Yao wasn’t heartless. Liu Yue hadn’t done anything wrong.
Looking at the seemingly fragile young woman, Xin Yao’s gaze softened, her voice gentle.
“Don’t worry. It was just an accident. It won’t affect our evaluation.”
Liu Yue, still hesitant and worried, left the office.
The tension in the room eased.
Xin Yao was about to breathe a sigh of relief when Pei Yu, who had been silent until now, turned to her, her voice neutral.
“Contact her again?”
The words, seemingly casual, held a hint of possessiveness.
Was it simply jealousy, or something more?
The thought amused Xin Yao. She smiled at Pei Yu.
“Of course. My secretary will contact her with the results of the interview. But what about you? Why did you come here so suddenly, without even saying hello?”
Pei Yu didn’t answer, glancing at Xin Yao’s phone.
Xin Yao had silenced her phone during the interview and placed it face down on the desk. With the unexpected interruption, she had forgotten about it.
She picked it up and saw a flurry of messages and missed calls from Pei Yu.
“I’m so sorry!” Xin Yao apologized, her hands clasped together. “I was busy and didn’t see them.”
She had ignored Pei Yu’s messages and calls, and almost missed their dinner date. No wonder Pei Yu had come looking for her.
And she had arrived to find Xin Yao holding hands with another woman. It was Xin Yao’s fault.
Was that why Pei Yu was being so quiet? Was she angry?
After Xin Yao’s apology, instead of a polite response, she was met with silence.
The silence stretched, the atmosphere in the room growing tense.
Xin Yao looked up at Pei Yu.
Pei Yu was staring at her, her gaze intense and almost burning, a hint of possessiveness in her beautiful, blood-red eyes.
The look made Xin Yao nervous, as if she were being constricted by a giant snake, unable to breathe.
Neither of them spoke.
In the tense silence, Xin Yao expected Pei Yu to say something, or perhaps demand a kiss, or even pin her against the desk and kiss her senseless.
But Pei Yu did nothing.
They stared at each other for a long moment, then Pei Yu simply lowered her gaze, her expression returning to its usual calm indifference.
“It’s fine.”
“It’s time to leave work. Are you hungry? Let’s go eat.”
Her sudden shift in demeanor caught Xin Yao off guard.
One moment she had looked ready to devour her, the next she was perfectly normal.
She didn’t even ask what had happened.
Had Pei Yu simply calmed down and decided to let it go?
Since she wasn’t asking, Xin Yao didn’t bring it up.
They arrived at the restaurant in a strangely peaceful atmosphere.
As usual, the place was empty, a testament to Pei Yu’s territoriality.
They ate in relative silence, their conversation minimal.
Perhaps this was Pei Yu’s normal mode, but for the usually talkative Xin Yao, it was torture. She focused on her food, trying to ease the awkwardness.
Just as she was contemplating starting a conversation, or perhaps explaining the incident with Liu Yue, Pei Yu spoke.
“You shouldn’t see that woman again.”
Xin Yao looked up, surprised.
“Why?”
Pei Yu didn’t look at her, her slender fingers elegantly manipulating her knife and fork.
“I smelled her scent.”
Scent?
Xin Yao had never asked about Pei Yu’s demonic abilities, afraid of prying into something she shouldn’t. Now, her curiosity was piqued.
“What scent?”
Pei Yu paused, then looked at Xin Yao, her gaze steady and intense.
“The scent of desire.”
“Desire? For whom?” Xin Yao was still confused. She pointed at herself. “For me?”
Liu Yue desired her?
Why?
So, she hadn’t been mistaken. Liu Yue’s actions had been deliberate. She wasn’t as innocent as she seemed.
Seeing Xin Yao’s bewildered expression, Pei Yu’s eyelids flickered, her lips pressing together.
Xin Yao felt as if she had just sighed.
Then, Pei Yu added, “Her motives aren’t pure. I wouldn’t recommend hiring her as your secretary. It’s best to avoid her altogether.”
Xin Yao, pondering Liu Yue’s possible motives, nodded, taking Pei Yu’s advice to heart.
“I understand. Thank you.”
The brief exchange eased the tension between them. They chatted and laughed, their interaction returning to its usual comfortable rhythm.
Pei Yu drove Xin Yao home, then politely said goodbye and left.
Xin Yao, feeling content, took a shower and went to bed.
She thought the small incident was over.
After all, Pei Yu, apart from her warning at dinner, had acted normally, seemingly understanding that the incident with Liu Yue had been an accident.
Miss Pei had been so friendly that evening.
So elegant and composed.
She hadn’t even mentioned it again!
Who would have thought she would suddenly lose control?
That very night…
It was late, the sky dark and the streets quiet, the occasional passing car only adding to the stillness.
Xin Yao lay asleep in her comfortable bed, the warm air from the heater gently blowing over her, her bunny slippers peeking out from beneath the covers.
She had no idea what was about to happen, no idea how wild a snake in its possessive phase could be.
She was awakened by a sudden chill, a tingling sensation spreading from the back of her neck down her spine.
Her heart pounding, she sat up abruptly, her eyes darting around the room.
The room was quiet and dark, nothing out of place. It was her cozy bedroom, safe and familiar.
It was nothing…
Just as she was calming down, she froze, her body rigid.
She felt a strong, almost suffocating, sense of being watched, as if every inch of her skin was being scrutinized.
A predatory gaze, lingering and intense, tracing her body from head to toe.
Xin Yao remembered the word Pei Yu had used at dinner.
Desire.
This was true desire, raw and unrestrained.
Slowly, she turned towards the source of the unsettling feeling, towards the window.
Bathed in the cool moonlight, the scene outside slowly came into focus. And as Xin Yao saw what was watching her, she couldn’t help but scream, her voice piercing the night.
“Ah! Ah!”
“Help!”
She was wide awake now, her eyes wide with terror.
She tried to run, but her limbs were frozen with fear, her frantic movements only making her stumble.
Her heart pounded in her chest, her hands clammy as she stared at the creature outside her window.
In the cool night air, the figure slowly materialized.
A giant white snake was coiled outside her window, its head pressed against the glass, its blood-red eyes glowing like searchlights, fixed on Xin Yao.
Its gaze was intense and possessive, its massive body too large to be fully seen, its tail occasionally flicking and swaying in the air.
It seemed relaxed, yet poised to strike.
Imagine waking up in the middle of the night to find a giant white snake staring at you through your window.
Xin Yao almost fainted.
She finally understood how Xu Xian must have felt.
But just before she lost consciousness, she remembered something.
The only white snake she knew was Pei Yu. Those eyes, so familiar, so intense, it had to be her!
Pei Yu! What was she doing outside her window in the middle of the night, in her true form?!
Fear gave way to confusion and anger.
She took a deep breath, her heart still racing.
“Pei Yu! President Pei! What are you doing?!”
Pei Yu, usually so responsive to her questions and requests, didn’t answer.
She simply flicked her tail, her gaze intensifying, her massive form barely visible in the darkness.
Only the faint sound of her breathing reached Xin Yao through the closed window, making her heart pound even faster.
Even in her sleepy state, Xin Yao sensed something was wrong. And now, fully awake, she was even more alarmed.
She had never seen Pei Yu in her true form before.
The few times she had seen her half-human, half-snake form had been during her heat cycle, and… in bed.
Pei Yu seemed to dislike her beastly form.
So, this wasn’t intentional.
Had something happened to her?
Worried, Xin Yao called out to the white snake outside her window. “Pei Yu? Can you hear me?”
The snake stirred, its body swaying slightly, but it didn’t respond, its gaze fixed on Xin Yao, its eyes burning with an unknown emotion.
Had she lost the ability to speak? What was going on?
Xin Yao’s anxiety grew. “Pei Yu, are you alright…?”
But before she could finish her sentence, the giant white snake suddenly lunged forward.
Its tail lashed out, its massive head slamming against the glass.
Xin Yao screamed. “What are you doing?! Are you crazy?!”
But instead of the expected shattering of glass, or the snake’s head cracking against the window, the snake’s head passed through the wall, as if gliding through water, appearing in Xin Yao’s bedroom.
It was so large that the small bedroom couldn’t contain it, half its body still outside.
But the snake didn’t care. It wanted its mate.
It slithered towards Xin Yao, its blood-red eyes fixed on her face.
The closer it got, the more excited it seemed, its nostrils flaring as it nuzzled against Xin Yao’s neck, inhaling her scent.
Xin Yao wasn’t brave.
If it had been the usual, rational Pei Yu, she wouldn’t have been afraid.
But the snake before her was clearly not herself. Xin Yao’s courage evaporated, and she cowered in bed, like a frightened meerkat.
She stared at the massive snake head inches from her face, its breath warm against her skin, her body frozen with fear.
Pei Yu had said she didn’t eat people. Surely she wouldn’t swallow her whole?
Her fingers trembling, Xin Yao tried to reason with the creature.
“Pei Yu, look at me. It’s Xin Yao. Do you remember me? What’s wrong with you…?”
She was terrified.
Her eyelashes fluttered, her lips trembling as she spoke, her body shaking slightly.
Like a delicate rose in the rain, vulnerable yet alluring, her gaze pleading yet fearful.
For a moment, the snake demon wondered what would happen if she simply took what she wanted, forcing Xin Yao to submit.
Oh.
Wait.
Wasn’t that exactly what she was doing? Taking her, capturing her, keeping her forever.
The snake demon’s excitement grew.
Before Xin Yao could finish her sentence, the white snake flicked its tongue, the scarlet tip almost grazing her skin.
Xin Yao instinctively turned her head away, afraid of being licked from head to toe by the crazed snake.
But just as she closed her eyes, something even more unexpected happened.
The giant white snake moved.
It turned its head, its fangs sinking into the edge of Xin Yao’s bed, then, with a powerful flick of its head, it tossed the bed, and Xin Yao along with it, into the air.
The sudden weightlessness made Xin Yao scream, “Pei Yu!”
Her cry echoed through the room as she and the bed came crashing down.
She landed on the soft mattress, the bed landing on the snake’s back.
The impact made her roll slightly, but before she could regain her bearings, the snake, still carrying the bed and Xin Yao, lunged towards the window.
Xin Yao’s eyes widened in horror as the glass drew closer, feeling as if she was about to be crushed.
She instinctively covered her eyes with her arms.
After a long moment, the wind died down, and the light softened.
The expected impact never came.
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