Top-Tier Omega: Chasing Alpha to the Crematorium – Chapter 41
by Little PandaJiejie, I’ll Wear It for You
Song Qingpei was just wondering what Ming Yu was up to now when her phone rang.
She glanced at it. It was a message from Ming Yu: “Come over for dinner tonight. Ming Rui and Song Xihan are here too.”
Staring at the brief message, Song Qingpei replied with a simple “Okay.”
She got up and asked Butler Su to prepare dinner.
As evening fell, Song Qingpei waited in the Great Hall. Ming Rui was the first to arrive.
“Qingpei, thank you so much for this time,” Ming Rui said, her tone earnest. “If you hadn’t been willing to help, I might still be locked up in the Bureau of Investigation right now.”
Song Qingpei smiled and offered a comforting word. “Don’t say that. We’re all on the same side; helping each other out is only natural.”
Song Song came running down the stairs and threw herself into Ming Rui’s arms, calling out sweetly, “Auntie!”
Ming Rui scooped Song Song up, a rare, genuine smile breaking across her face. “Song Song is such a good girl!”
Ming Yu and Song Xihan walked in just in time to see the scene, and smiles touched both their faces.
Song Xihan teased, “Yo, Ming Rui, you’re doing a pretty good job playing auntie!”
Ming Rui rolled her eyes at her. “Stop being so glib. Just sit down and eat.”
The atmosphere around the dining table was light and cheerful.
Song Song quickly became the darling of the group1. First one person would slip a morsel of food onto her plate, then another would gently spoon-feed her, keeping everyone laughing the whole time.
Just then, Song Qingpei’s communicator rang.
She looked down. It was Murong Ruixue calling.
“Qingpei, is Admiral Ming at home?” Murong Ruixue’s voice drifted from the other end of the line. “I’d like to pay a visit and explain things to her, to persuade her to let you return to work.”
Song Qingpei looked up at Ming Yu, a silent question in her eyes.
Ming Yu nodded, signaling her to accept.
Song Qingpei was just about to speak when Song Xihan suddenly leaned over, grabbed the communicator, and said enthusiastically, “Ruixue! I’m over at Ming Yu’s place right now. Come on over and eat with us!”
Clearly not expecting Song Xihan to be there, Murong Ruixue paused for a moment before replying, “Alright, I’ll be right there.”
After hanging up, Song Xihan blinked at Ming Yu. “How about that? Not a bad wingman, am I?”
Ming Yu shook her head helplessly, though the corners of her lips curled up just a fraction.
It wasn’t long before Murong Ruixue arrived.
As she stepped through the door and saw the harmonious scene around the dining table, a trace of an unnatural smile touched her face.
“Ruixue, come sit!” Song Xihan greeted her warmly. “You’re right on time for dinner.”
After Murong Ruixue took her seat, her gaze swept back and forth between Song Qingpei and Ming Yu, seemingly observing the dynamic between them. Smiling, she said, “Qingpei, your eyes are doing much better, aren’t they?”
Song Qingpei nodded. “Much better. Thank you for asking.”
Murong Ruixue then turned to Ming Yu, her tone sincere. “Admiral Ming, regarding Qingpei returning to work at Blue Sea, I wanted to explain things to you. She is an indispensable talent in our laboratory. I hope you will reconsider.”
Ming Yu set down her chopsticks and said coolly, “I have already considered the matter. Qingpei can return to work, but I have a few conditions.”
A flash of delight crossed Murong Ruixue’s eyes. “Please name them.”
“You should already know that Qingpei and I have a daughter, so I won’t say more about that.”
Ming Yu put on a half-genuine, highly possessive front, nearly spelling it out in order to assert her dominance over Murong Ruixue. “First, Qingpei cannot work overtime. She has a child to take care of.”
Murong Ruixue nodded. “That’s fine. I agree to that.”
“Second, the Blue Sea laboratory must cooperate with the military’s talent recruitment plan. Especially you, Doctor Murong.” Ming Yu’s gaze sharpened. “I want you to join the military academy’s teaching and research team.”
Murong Ruixue froze for a moment, then smiled. “It would be my honor.”
Ming Yu nodded, saying nothing more.
Seeing that they had finished talking, Song Xihan hurried to smooth things over. “Alright, official business is done. Let’s eat, let’s eat!”
Song Qingpei quickly added, “Ruixue-jie, Ming Yu speaks a bit directly. Please don’t take it to heart.”
“I understand. Admiral Ming is just looking out for you.”
A hint of gloom flickered in Murong Ruixue’s eyes. She could clearly sense from those words that Song Qingpei’s attitude toward Ming Yu was no longer the cold detachment she had shown at the beginning. It bordered on intimate. No wonder Ming Yu had suddenly relented; it seemed the two of them had reconciled. Ruixue’s vigilance dropped another notch.
The atmosphere at the table grew lively once again.
Song Xihan and Ming Rui traded playful barbs back and forth, while Song Song sat to the side, giggling happily.
Beside them, Ming Yu’s eyes remained firmly fixed on Song Qingpei. She even initiated small physical touches from time to time. With Murong Ruixue sitting right there, Song Qingpei didn’t want to embarrass her and could only helplessly allow Ming Yu to take advantage of the situation.
But deep down, the Admiral—who was quietly harboring ulterior motives—was actually incredibly nervous.
Just then, Song Xihan, wine glass in hand, was hitting her stride in the drinking. And Ming Yu, who usually never touched a drop of alcohol, actually asked someone to bring her a glass and began drinking along with her.
Seeing this, Ming Rui looked startled. “Cousin, don’t you abstain from alcohol?”
Ming Yu tried to cover it up. “I’m happy today. I’ll drink a little with you.”
Hearing that, Song Xihan instantly grew excited. She quickly stood up and poured Ming Yu some red wine, then turned and asked Murong Ruixue if she wanted any. Murong Ruixue hurriedly declined, so the three of them drank together.
Beside them, Song Qingpei and Murong Ruixue spoke in low voices. By the time the two of them were full, the other three were drinking with even more gusto. Song Qingpei watched from the sidelines with a helpless expression.
“Ruixue-jie, why don’t we go for a walk outside?”
“No, I’ll be taking my leave now,” Murong Ruixue said, standing up to excuse herself.
Song Qingpei politely offered a few more words to keep her, but Murong Ruixue insisted on going, so she didn’t press the matter.
Walking her to the door, Song Qingpei said softly, “Ruixue-jie, thank you for making the trip.”
Murong Ruixue smiled, her tone gentle. “Qingpei, there’s no need for ‘thank you’ between us. I’ll see you at the company tomorrow.”
After seeing Murong Ruixue off, Song Qingpei returned to the living room.
She discovered that of the three, one had already drunk herself under the table. And that person was none other than the normally teetotaling Admiral, currently slumped against the sofa with absolutely no regard for her image. Beside her, Song Xihan and Ming Rui were openly whispering about her2.
“Hahaha… I’ve been suppressed by this Ming Yu character for so long, and now I’ve finally won a round.”
Song Xihan looked as though a great vengeance had been achieved.
“I’ve never seen Cousin like this,” Ming Rui couldn’t help but marvel. “Still, she’s always wound too tightly. It’s good for her to relax like this.”
Seeing Song Qingpei return, the two of them stood up to leave. Song Qingpei prepared to see them out.
“No need to see us out. Help Ming Yu to her room to rest.”
“Make sure Cousin drinks plenty of water. She had quite a bit today.”
The two of them spoke in unison before turning and heading outside together.
Song Qingpei had Butler Su see them out. She walked over to Ming Yu and crouched down, studying her.
Ming Yu blearily opened her eyes, gazing at Song Qingpei with an unfocused stare. Suddenly, she swayed to her feet and threw herself into Song Qingpei’s arms, her hands wrapping tightly around her waist. Her voice was incredibly soft, sounding almost like a coquettish whine. “Qingpei… don’t leave me…”
Song Qingpei was startled by the sudden movement. A moment later, she let out a tearful laugh and tried to push her away. “Ming Yu, you’re drunk. Get up.”
However, Ming Yu clung to her like a needy cat, absolutely refusing to let go. Instead, she buried her face in the crook of Song Qingpei’s neck, nuzzling against her as she mumbled incoherently, “Don’t go… Qingpei, don’t push me away…”
Seeing her in this completely senseless state, Song Qingpei sighed helplessly. “Get up first. Let’s go back to the room and rest, alright?”
Ming Yu lifted her head, looking at her with hazy eyes, as if trying to process the words.
A moment later, she nodded, yet remained glued to Song Qingpei’s embrace, refusing to move. She merely reached out a hand and limply pointed in the direction of her bedroom. “You help me…”
Even drunk, she didn’t forget to order people around. Song Qingpei sighed. Wrapping one arm around Ming Yu’s waist and grabbing her arm with the other hand, she hauled her up from the sofa.
Ming Yu leaned her entire weight against her. Her steps were unsteady, and she stumbled as they walked, muttering continuously the whole way. “Qingpei… don’t leave me… I really do like you…”
Song Qingpei didn’t dare read too much into it, treating it purely as drunken rambling.
She supported Ming Yu step by step until they reached the bedroom. With great effort, she brought her to the door.
Pushing it open, she was just preparing to help Ming Yu to the bed when she caught sight of that familiar large box sitting in the room.
The memory of Butler Su mysteriously hauling it upstairs during the day suddenly surfaced, and a wave of curiosity swelled in Song Qingpei’s chest.
Glancing down at the drunk in her arms, she couldn’t resist pointing at the box and testing the waters. “Ming Yu, what is this?”
Ming Yu followed the direction of her finger. A glimmer of light flashed in her hazy eyes. Then, adopting the tone of someone eagerly begging for praise, she said sluggishly, “This is, ngh… a gift for Jiejie…”
A gift? Song Qingpei looked baffled.
Before she could process it, Ming Yu swayed, breaking free from her supportive grip. Stumbling her way over to the box, she bent down and began clumsily tearing it open.
Seeing this, Song Qingpei hurried forward to catch her, terrified she might lose her balance and crash to the floor.
However, when she got a clear look at what was inside the box, she froze on the spot.
There, plain as day, was an assortment of highly explicit adult toys and lingerie—cut-out lingerie, cat ears, a tail, stockings, seductive perfumes… A dazzling, overwhelming array of everything imaginable.
Song Qingpei’s mind went completely blank. Her face burned fiercely, as if she had been scalded by something hot.
Ming Yu, however, seemed entirely oblivious to her mortification. Instead, with immense enthusiasm, she began pulling out handfuls of the items, presenting them to Song Qingpei as if claiming credit for a grand achievement. Staring at her with glazed eyes, she spoke with a distinctly coquettish whine.
“Do you like it? I’ll wear it for you.”
Song Qingpei was utterly dumbfounded. Looking at the blush-inducing items in Ming Yu’s hands, her brain entirely short-circuited. Ming Yu, however, seemed to have had some strange switch flipped by the alcohol and began pulling off her own clothes right then and there.
“Ming Yu! What are you doing!” Song Qingpei cried out in shock, rushing forward to stop her.
But Ming Yu seemed completely deaf to her words. Stripping off her clothes, she leaned in close to Song Qingpei, her hazy gaze laced with raw temptation. “You can do whatever you want. Jiejie~ Please… like me, okay?”
Listening to the Admiral’s drunken, cutesy, high-pitched voice3, Song Qingpei was petrified.
The author has something to say:
Darlings, I made some revisions to Chapters 31—33. You can go back and read them if you like, but it’s fine if you don’t. The only change to the plot is that Song Qingpei did not completely mark “Mengmeng.”
After writing that arc, it just felt a little off to me. Given Song Qingpei’s personality, it didn’t make sense that she would lose control and completely mark her without first figuring out why “Mengmeng” had reappeared.
So, for all following chapters, the established canon is that Song Qingpei did not completely mark Ming Yu while she was in her “Mengmeng” state.
Footnotes
- An internet slang term (tuán chǒng) that literally translates to 'group pet.' It refers to someone who is universally adored, pampered, and doted upon by everyone in their circle.
- A modern Chinese internet slang term (qūqū), derived from the onomatopoeia of crickets chirping. It means to secretly gossip or whisper behind someone's back—or in this case, right in front of them.
- A modern internet slang term (jiázi yīn, literally 'clip-on voice'). It refers to an artificially squeezed, high-pitched, and sweet voice, often used to act cute or coquettish.
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