The Amnesiac Omega Who Reels Me In Every Day – Chapter 59
by Little PandaParent-Teacher Conference
Family Rules
Senior year had begun, and the very first week brought a parent-teacher conference — but Mom was away on another business trip.
Ever since that overseas business trip, she’d been much busier than before.
Jinyi had no idea what she was busy with, nor did she care to know. She just wanted her mother to spend more time with her. Whenever she threw a tantrum, Jiang Ningshu would comfort her so gently, then say, “Jiejie can keep you company.”
Jiejie had to work. Jiejie had to keep her meimei company. Jiejie had to coax her meimei. And now Jiejie even had to attend her meimei’s parent-teacher conference.
Truly, the eldest sister was like a mother.
It might sound like being this older sister was a hassle — exhausting and tedious — but Jiang Youwan had never once uttered a genuine complaint. Only when Jinyi was being truly unreasonable would she say, with a hint of helplessness, “Why are you being so difficult?”
“Are you trying to wear your jiejie out?”
“Can you be good for once?”
…
Luo City No. 1 High School’s parent-teacher conference was held in the evening. Jiang Youwan drove straight from the office to the school after work. Classes were already dismissed, and the crowd at the school gate was thick — but she spotted Jiang Jinyi standing at the entrance at first glance.
Jiang Jinyi wore her hair in a high ponytail, her back straight, dressed in a white uniform shirt with a small bow tie, a pleated plaid skirt, and sneakers — radiating youth, pretty and bright.
A few girls stood around her, chatting, each holding an ice cream — everyone except Jinyi.
Youwan had been about to call out to her, but then changed her mind and ducked into the nearest store to buy Jinyi’s favorite ice cream.
“Xiao Jin, who’s that? She seems to be walking toward us. She’s so pretty.” The girls noticed Jiang Youwan first. Such a beautiful woman — they instinctively associated her with Jinyi and nudged her shoulder.
Jinyi turned to look and saw Jiang Youwan in a lady’s suit, a pair of silver-wire glasses resting on her face, long hair pinned up. She normally looked aloof and austere, but now a faint smile lingered in her eyes, softening her considerably.
One hand held a briefcase; the other held an adorable ice cream.
Jinyi didn’t answer her friends’ questions. She took a few steps toward Youwan, face bright with a smile, and naturally took the ice cream from her hand — knowing it was for her.
“You’re here.”
“Mm-hm. Why was Xiao Jin waiting out here?”
Jinyi bit into the ice cream and mumbled, “Waiting for you. Figured you wouldn’t know the way.”
“Xiao Jin, is that sister here for your parent-teacher conference?”
“Wow, she’s so pretty. Even a bit prettier than your mom. Who is she?” The girls crowded around, gazing at Jiang Youwan with wonder. This jiejie was too gorgeous — mature and beautiful.
Jiang Youwan just smiled at them, then turned to look at Jinyi, who was eating her ice cream.
Other than that time with Huo Qi, Jinyi had never acknowledged Youwan’s identity in front of anyone.
Youwan didn’t say anything either. She wanted Jinyi to say it herself.
Jinyi had taken too big a bite and her teeth were freezing. She hooked her arm through Youwan’s, swallowed the ice cream, and then said, “She’s my jiejie.”
“Jiejie? When did Xiao Jin get a jiejie? We’ve never heard of one before.”
“Is she a cousin? Paternal or maternal?”
“My real jiejie,” Jinyi said. “She was abroad. Came back not long ago.”
The girls were dying of envy. “I’m so jealous of Xiao Jin’s family genes. Everyone’s a great beauty.”
“Jiejie, are you looking for a partner? My older brother happens to be single. Want to exchange contact info and get to know each other?”
“What are you talking about?” Jinyi frowned with distaste. Youwan, however, smiled politely. “Thank you, but I have no intention of dating.”
“No intention of dating?!” High school girls had more than a typical fascination with romance. They were shocked that such a beautiful woman had absolutely zero interest in dating.
Youwan was a bit helpless. “Because I have to take care of Xiao Jin, I don’t plan on dating anytime soon.”
At the time, that remark didn’t strike Jinyi as anything special. She just figured it was Youwan’s excuse to turn the girl down. “Alright, don’t pay attention to them.”
With that, Jinyi pulled Youwan into the campus.
The campus was large; it took about five minutes to reach the senior-year teaching building. When they entered the classroom, quite a few parents had already arrived. Jinyi led her to her own seat. “This is it.”
Youwan sat down. Jinyi’s chair had a cushion on it — soft and comfortable, not hard at all.
Youwan had prepared it.
Jinyi told her, “Students can’t stay in the classroom during the conference. I’ll go hang out with my classmates and come find you when it’s over. If you get hungry, there are little bread rolls in my drawer, and I just filled the water bottle.”
Jinyi knew Youwan had come straight from work without eating, and the conference would last three hours. She’d definitely get hungry and thirsty.
Youwan reached up and straightened the slightly crooked bow tie at Jinyi’s collar. “Xiao Jin is so thoughtful.”
Jinyi always got smug yet bashful when praised. Hearing someone call her name from the doorway, she said, “Then I’m off to play.”
“Mm, go ahead.”
Youwan watched Jinyi leave the classroom before turning her gaze to the desk.
The class used individual single-person desks, each with a small side shelf for books. On the desktop sat a water bottle, a pen holder, and assorted little trinkets.
Youwan picked up the water bottle, examined the pretty, delicate thing for a moment, and took two sips.
The conference proceeded. Youwan listened while casually flipping through some of Jinyi’s homework and test papers. Jinyi’s grades were excellent, her drawings beautiful — nothing to worry about at all.
She went through them one by one, and happened to notice a letter pressed beneath a plush animal in Jinyi’s drawer.
She took the envelope out and examined it. It appeared unopened, with a heart drawn in red watercolor on the front. Youwan frowned. Was this a love letter?
She could no longer hear what the teacher was saying up front. She stared at the letter. It didn’t take her long to decide — she opened it, glanced at the contents, and slipped it into her own pocket.
Then, expression unchanged, she looked up and continued listening to the teacher.
The three-hour conference finally ended. Jinyi had said she’d come meet her, but after five minutes of waiting with no sign of her, Youwan gathered her things, left the classroom, and pulled up the location tracker on her phone to go find her.
She stopped in a small garden on campus. In the dim light, she saw a circle of people gathered under a tree, a boy and a girl standing in the center.
Youwan recognized the girl at once — it was Jinyi.
This hour, this place, this atmosphere — Jinyi had told her about this before. It was a… public confession at school.
She didn’t step forward. She just watched their every move.
“I’m telling you, I really like you. Why won’t you believe me? Just give me one chance. I promise I’ll make you the happiest girl in the whole school.” The boy held a basketball, his tone overbearing and bold.
The surrounding girls blushed and covered their faces, nearly squealing.
Jinyi, by contrast, looked impatient.
“I believe you really like me, but I don’t like you. I don’t need you to treat me well. There are plenty of people who’d treat me well.” Jinyi turned to leave, but the boy was faster, blocking her path. Relentless. “I’m the only S-class alpha in the whole school. I really don’t get what you’re hesitating for. My family’s rich, too.”
“Tch.” Jinyi couldn’t stand this kind of stubborn, self-important alpha. She couldn’t be bothered to waste words on him, but the boy refused to let her go, as if determined to force her agreement.
Jinyi lost her patience entirely. “Are you sick in the head?”
“I am sick. So what? You wanna cure me?” The boy lowered his voice to what he thought was a sultry register.
“You—”
“Xiao Jin.”
A voice cut them off. The boy stopped mid-gesture and turned to see a woman approaching through the crowd. Her expression was cold, and the sheer force of her presence pinned him in place — he froze, suddenly at a loss.
The onlookers fell silent too, watching with rapt attention.
Seeing the boy no longer dared block her way, Jinyi scurried over to Youwan’s side. Youwan took her hand and addressed the boy coldly:
“Excuse me — I’m Jiang Jinyi’s jiejie. Right now is the most critical period of senior year. Our family doesn’t allow Xiao Jin to date. Please stop bothering her from now on. Otherwise, I’ll contact your parents and speak with them in person.”
Contact his parents and speak with them in person…
The boy stood frozen, his face ugly, unable to squeeze out a single word for a long time.
From then on, nearly the entire school knew that Jiang Jinyi was strictly controlled at home and not allowed to date. Her jiejie was simply too intimidating. The number of people who dared confess to her dropped overnight — dramatically.
…
It was already nearly ten at night when the two left the school gate. They were about to get in the car when Jinyi suddenly heard a faint meow nearby. She stopped. Youwan shot her a questioning look. Jinyi pressed a finger to her lips. “Shh.”
She crept toward the bushes. Youwan followed close behind. Jinyi carefully parted the branches, saw something, and her eyes instantly lit up. She held her breath.
There, curled in the bushes, was a dirty but unmistakably beautiful kitten, no more than five months old. Jinyi had expected it to be afraid of her, but instead it rose to its feet and crawled toward her.
It reached her leg and rubbed against her pant leg.
Meowing nonstop, its round eyes gazing up at her as if to say: Please take me home.
Jinyi, who normally couldn’t stand getting dirty, couldn’t resist stroking its grubby fur, her eyes shining, her heart racing with excitement.
She had a feeling — she was going to have a cat!
She was going to have a cat!
Jinyi’s excited brain spun at full speed. What should she name this cat? Mom loved cats too — if she brought it home, Mom would definitely agree. She was going to have a cat!
Seeing Jinyi reach to pick up the cat, Youwan said with some concern, “Xiao Jin, be careful not to get scratched.”
Jinyi said excitedly, “It won’t scratch me!”
The kitten really didn’t scratch her. Instead, it burrowed into her arms and began to purr.
Jinyi’s starry eyes turned to Youwan. “Look, Jiang Youwan, look! It must like me so much!”
It was the first time Youwan had ever seen Jinyi look this happy. Her heart warmed too. “Mm. Xiao Jin doesn’t just attract people — she attracts cats, too.”
“Hehe!” Jinyi held the cat and scrambled into the car, as if afraid someone might snatch it away. “Drive, quick! I’m taking it to the pet hospital. From now on, she’s my cat!”
Youwan naturally had no objections. She indulged her and drove them to the pet hospital.
The cat was a female Napoleon dwarf kitten, about five months old, fully vaccinated — clearly abandoned by someone. Fortunately, apart from being thin, she had no health issues. The vet gave her a bath, prescribed some medication, and sent them home.
After her bath, the kitten was unbearably cute. Jinyi couldn’t put her down, teasing her with dried fish treats. The kitten chased the treats, then let Jinyi scoop her into her arms, purring as she gnawed on the dried fish.
“What should I call you?” Jinyi began to ponder, murmuring, “Little kitty loves dried fish treats… hm, how about Xiao Yu?”
“Do you like it? Xiao Yu means: with me, you’ll get dried fish treats every day!”
The kitten was too busy devouring the treats to spare even a meow in response. Jinyi decisively took that as a yes.
“Xiao Yu, Xiao Yu… Xiao Yu!”
Time returned to the present. Jinyi stared at the photo, her heart aching with an inexplicable sting that grew sharper and sharper — until it hurt enough to make her want to cry.
As if something deep inside her had been wounded.
“What’s wrong?” Xu An’s urgent voice came through the phone, but Jinyi had no bandwidth to answer. She was frantic, racing to the first floor, searching everywhere for Xiao Yu.
“Where’s Xiao Yu? Where’s Xiao Yu?”
A chill seeped into her bones. Jinyi’s voice trembled, her face pale — until a sweet “meow” cut through the air. She snapped toward the sound and saw the kitten hop down from the sofa, tail high, padding toward her with elegant little steps. Only then did color slowly return to her face.
“Meow~” Xiao Yu stopped two meters away, tilting her head with curious eyes, as if to say: What’s wrong with you?
“You scared me to death!” Jinyi scooped Xiao Yu up and rubbed her face all over the cat’s fur, on the verge of tears. She’d thought some psycho had snatched Xiao Yu, abused her, and sent the photo as a twisted notification.
“Meow~”
Truly — she’d been scared half to death. Even after holding Xiao Yu for a while, her heart was still racing.
She gradually calmed down, but an inexplicable ache lingered — like something was missing, a hollow feeling. Hard to bear.
Why did it hurt so much? She couldn’t remember. She didn’t know.
So she attributed the pain to sympathy for the cat in the photo. It was so cute, just as cute as Xiao Yu. Why would someone do that to it?
She reopened her phone, went back to the email, and looked more carefully. The cat in the photo was actually somewhat different from Xiao Yu — the fur color was off, and many details didn’t match. It wasn’t Xiao Yu. Just the same breed.
Another Napoleon dwarf cat.
Was it a coincidence?
How did this person know she’d forgotten what happened over the past few years? Was it someone she knew?
Was it Huo Qi? Could Huo Qi be pulling a sick prank?
In any case, Jinyi was furious. She fired off a message: 【You’re really not human. I hate people like you most. You’ll get what’s coming to you.】
After a while, the reply came: 【Really looking forward to you regaining your memories.】
A completely baffling thing to say.
Jinyi asked: 【Are you Huo Qi?】
No response.
Jinyi grew restless, her heartbeat quickening for no reason. That cat… that cat… did it have something to do with her?
But it wasn’t Xiao Yu…
Her mind was chaos — a turmoil of jumbled thoughts and unease. She concluded that the email sender was most likely Huo Qi. Maybe Huo Qi had gone out of her way to find these images to scare her.
Huo Qi wasn’t the same as before. Huo Qi had gone crazy.
Was she trying to disrupt her life? Drive a wedge between her and Jiang Youwan?
Jinyi’s thoughts tangled into a mess. In her arms, Xiao Yu seemed to sense her distress, rolled over, and exposed her belly, purring nonstop.
Asking to be petted, coaxing Jinyi to touch her.
Jinyi gazed into Xiao Yu’s big, round, bright eyes, wrestled with herself for a moment, then tossed her phone aside. She lifted Xiao Yu up with both hands, holding her overhead. The cat was chubby and soft, her tail dangling and swaying — cute enough to die for.
“How are you so cute? How are you so cute?”
“Meow~”
Xiao Yu was honestly the most adorable cat Jinyi had ever seen. She wanted Xiao Yu to stay with her for a long, long time.
But… but…
“Baby.”
A voice, gentle to the extreme, paused her cuddle session with the cat. Jinyi turned to see Jiang Youwan coming down from the second floor. She seemed to have just showered, wearing a form-fitting, ultra-short nightgown, one hand raised to gather her hair as she walked toward her with graceful curves.
As she drew close, Jinyi noticed the intimate deep red kiss marks scattered across her neck and collarbone.
Jinyi flushed, suddenly understanding why there were no servants in the house today.
How could she let anyone see her like this… and opening with “baby,” no less — so embarrassing. The servants would’ve covered their mouths, stifling giggles.
Youwan sat down and went boneless against Jinyi, who wrapped an arm around her, letting her settle comfortably against her chest.
Youwan tilted her head up to look at her, saw her grinning foolishly, and couldn’t resist reaching up to tousle her bangs. Jinyi let her, obedient and endearing.
Youwan got playful, scrunching Jinyi’s bangs into a mess. Jinyi frowned, caught her hand, and scolded in a soft, sweet voice, “Don’t do that.”
Jinyi didn’t mind Youwan touching her head, but not like this — it felt like petting a dog. There was a vague sense of shame.
Youwan clicked her tongue, feigning injury. “Ah, so you sleep with me and then turn mean. What kind of person are you?”
“I—I wasn’t being mean.” Jinyi’s face reddened. “I was just saying. I wasn’t mean.”
“You were too mean.” Youwan mimicked Jinyi’s earlier unreasonable tone and delivered a solemn lecture: “Don’t you know that marked omegas are emotionally fragile? They need to be pampered and loved by their alpha. You can’t be mean to them. Didn’t Xiao Jin’s biology teacher cover this?”
“Do you really need your girlfriend to teach you this kind of thing personally? Are you a little bastard?”
“Ah…” Jinyi knew she was in the wrong and couldn’t argue back.
It was hard to believe — she’d actually marked Jiang Youwan. Her head was swimming, and it all felt unreal.
With the transition to girlfriend status, Youwan’s standing in the household seemed to have risen considerably.
“I know, I know.”
“Now you know.” Youwan examined the kiss marks she’d sucked onto Jinyi’s neck, satisfied.
“Then do you know that being your jiejie’s girlfriend means being obedient? Being managed very strictly by jiejie?”
Managed very strictly by jiejie?
How strict exactly? Jinyi thought about it. She’d always been managed very strictly by her jiejie — both Xu An and Wen Ye had said so.
Could it get even stricter? How much stricter? Jinyi only wondered — she wasn’t opposed or resistant.
And so, before long, Youwan drafted a series of family rules for Jinyi to memorize. For every rule she got right, she’d be rewarded with a sweet kiss.
Youwan didn’t go to the office. She asked Jinyi what she wanted to eat and headed for the kitchen to make it. Jinyi said she wanted noodles, so Youwan went to the kitchen — with Jinyi and Xiao Yu trailing behind like two little tagalongs.
“Help me tie my apron,” Youwan said.
Jinyi stood behind her and tied it. She caught sight of the wound on the back of Youwan’s neck, and her heart seized with a pang. She couldn’t believe she’d bitten her that hard.
All the minor grievances she’d harbored toward Youwan’s somewhat unreasonable family rules evaporated, leaving nothing but aching tenderness.
She offered to help cook breakfast, to be Youwan’s assistant.
Youwan agreed and took on the role of teacher, showing Jinyi how to cook.
For the next two days, Youwan didn’t go to the office. She stayed home to supervise Jinyi’s memorization of the family rules and personally taught her how to cook, step by step.
When praising her, she no longer used only “Xiao Jin” or “baby.” She’d say things like “Dear, you’re amazing,” “Thanks, honey~,” “Sister’s little sweetheart…”
And so on — intimate, affectionate pet names.
Dizzyingly sweet.
When Jinyi met Xu An again after two days, she carried a thick scent of datura flowers that permeated her body and the air around her — intensely oppressive, intensely possessive.
So much so that Ji Xiaoqin, a fellow omega, couldn’t get within two meters of her — let alone any other omega.
“Holy shit, so this is what marking does.” Xu An had never marked anyone and didn’t know. Hearing about it was one thing — experiencing it firsthand was something else entirely. The effect was enormous.
“Your jiejie is way too overbearing. She made it so strong she basically turned you into an omega insulator1.” Xu An marveled at the absurdity of it. That woman Jiang Youwan — her possessiveness was truly beyond ordinary.
And this was just the beginning. If she was already this intense now, what about later—
“She’s not my jiejie anymore.” Jinyi cut off whatever Xu An was thinking, the corner of her mouth curving up. She said with perfect seriousness, “What’s wrong with a girlfriend being a little possessive?”
Xu An: “…fuck.”
“Who confessed first?”
Jinyi recalled for a moment. “She let me.”
Xu An’s eyes went wide. She spent a good while assembling her response: “…She let you. You two are really fucking one of a kind…”
Jinyi gave a couple of smug little hums, thoroughly pleased with herself.
She didn’t stay long with Xu An — just long enough to confirm she was fine and show off about having a girlfriend and how possessive said girlfriend was, then left.
Youwan had gone to the office early this morning. Jinyi, having studied culinary arts under Youwan for two days, was itching to show off her skills. She went home, made some simple home cooking, packed it into a bento box, and eagerly trotted off to Jiang Corporation.
From the first floor to the top floor, everyone who passed her could smell Youwan’s intense scent clinging to her. That morning, when Youwan arrived at the company, people had already noticed the alpha scent on her and were whispering with speculation. Jinyi’s appearance finally cracked the case.
The rumors were true — Jiang Jinyi and Jiang Youwan were really together.
Jinyi pushed open the door to Youwan’s office with the bento box in hand. She knocked several times with no response. The assistant spotted her and hurried over to explain that Youwan was in a meeting.
A meeting? Jinyi checked the time — it was already nearly twelve-thirty. How could she still be in a meeting?
“Would you like me to notify President Jiang?” the assistant asked respectfully.
“Mm… let’s wait a bit longer.”
Wait a bit longer — she said “a bit,” but she ended up sitting in the chair for half an hour, nearly falling asleep, with no sign of Youwan returning.
The assistant could see her growing anxiety and offered an apologetic smile. “Today’s meeting is very important. President Jiang has been in it since she arrived at the company. She hasn’t even had breakfast.”
“No breakfast?”
The assistant nodded. “President Jiang works so hard.”
Jinyi frowned, anxious and angry. Without overthinking it, she grabbed her bento box and headed toward the Memory Room.
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