Chapter 22

Transmigration Diary 22
Exams ended—holiday—but four would still meet.
Where became the question.
At dinner they discussed villas, private jets, yachts.
Wen Shiyu’s eyes widened—raised hand:
“Um…… can I stay on campus—extra credits over break?”
Since the grade shock Su Yan admired her more.
Su Yan leaned close—eyes bright: “Ambitious—no wonder grades soared.”
Nod approving: “Then I’ll stay on campus with you.”
“?”
Cefalina frowned—Charlotte first: “Forget it…… Cefalina would stay too—I’d have to—precious vacation.”
Cefalina suggested Wen Shiyu move into her villa—Su Yan and Charlotte disapproved.
Wen Shiyu felt Mrs. Cavendish would not be pleased either.
Deadlock—Charlotte: “Travel together? New scenery.”
Cefalina: “My island in the Mediterranean—warm escape.”
Unanimous—
Wen Shiyu’s opinion did not weigh.
Trip set.
Wen Shiyu shocked.
Four people private island vacation?
Whole island Cefalina’s?
That’s a thing?
Su Yan left to arrange jet route.
Charlotte’s look—execute the plan—excused herself.
Table—just Wen Shiyu and Cefalina.
Deep breath—pep talk—
She was clingy user Alpha gold-digger.
Bad at oily lines—crammed domineering quotes last night—
Nothing said yet—just leaned closer—ears red.
Cefalina felt her—looked up.
Cough—
“Island costs—”
“?” You don’t pay.”
Had not even asked—Cefalina solved it.
No.
Seconds—toes digging castle in shoes—
“Already can’t live without me?”
“Huh?”
Ears redder—pushed on:
“Literal. You wanted me in your house.
So when they’re gone we can…… sleep together?”
“N-not that!”
Cefalina flushed—
“You’re my servant—stay near—on call!
When I need you I won’t run to you—if you want to run to the villa—your choice—I don’t care—”
Charlotte’s tip worked—Cefalina seemed annoyed.
Then odd glance: “What’s with you today?”
“Hm?”
“Suddenly saying this—”
Panic—cannot say trying to be hated—
Slipped: “I just want to know—do you want to…… sleep with me.”
Cefalina frozen—face red.
Wrong meaning—
Su Yan and Charlotte back—fly tomorrow night?
No explain—Cefalina angry—ignored her.
After dinner Wen Shiyu packed dorm—texted Charlotte:
【Your trick kind of works……】
Cost a lot of toe cringe.
Worried about “active” advice—
【But sure she won’t…… what if she just accepts me?】
Charlotte almost rolled eyes.
Cefalina wanted a perfectly matched Alpha—remembered clearly—years of excellent Alphas—never liked anyone.
Charlotte slapped leg:
【Can’t say Beta—make her think you’re inferior Alpha—super low match—she’ll despise you more.】
Good idea—but fake reports needed Charlotte.
Asking her was right.
Packed a small bag—done.
Next day Cefalina circled her light luggage.
“Just this small bag?”
“You’re not wearing uniform on my island?”
“Uh—” planned to—original dresses too flashy uncomfortable.
Charlotte’s look—remember act—
“No clothes—picky—only wear expensive stuff.
Cefalina—take me shopping.”
Cefalina puzzled—not angry—agreed.
“Buy new before we go.”
Not really buying? Regret.
Charlotte: “We three go—Su Yan busy—meet at airport later!”
Hour later—mall.
VIP suite—personal shoppers.
Prices dizzying—
Should make her buy expensive—hard to do.
Guide switched to comfortable cuts.
Cefalina in good mood—not angry—even picked for her.
Too rich to care when she spends?
Oily mode again!
Grabbed bikinis—changing room—
Hair down—puppy vanity—asked: “……Look good?”
Cefalina cheeks red—honest—she did look good.
Tall proportion—not bony—lines—
Did not expect bikini choice.
Before words Wen Shiyu grabbed her hand—pulled her into the booth—
“Mesmerized……?”
Cefalina startled.
Wen Shiyu burned—stepped in—mirror wall—bad wall-pin—
“Want to…… sneak a kiss here?”
Cefalina stared—pfft laughed.
Light push—“no”—tried out.
Panic—exam she could not pass—
What should oily Alpha do??
Blocked—went for “force kiss” to be hated—
Cefalina really got kissed.
“Mm—” startled—pushed—then redder—“hate it—stop”—push weaker—
Wen Shiyu oily but shy quiet voice—
Lips soft—clean breath—not unpleasant.
First time Wen Shiyu this active—outside—neck red—weak—
Wrist pinned overhead—did not break—began to answer.
Wen Shiyu panicked—
Help help—cannot kiss forever—
Outside—guide might enter.
Charlotte outside: “Cefalina? Done fitting?”
Cefalina woke—pushed—breath messy—tiny voice:
“You pervert—
Wait—don’t go out like that—change back!”
“Huh?”
Cefalina covered bikini Wen Shiyu—went out first.
Charlotte—nothing odd—excited: “New free pheromone match booth—accurate—want to try?”
Wen Shiyu in booth—paused.
Too obvious??
Cefalina blinked at changed Wen Shiyu—interested: “Then…… look?”
Actors at door—
Alpha waving report: “Baby—95%! Destined!”—hug happy Omega.
Another Omega “60%?”—gasp—stagger—tears—“Too low—we break up!”
Alpha: “Lily! Match isn’t everything!”
Omega running: “We won’t be happy—you’ll leave for higher match!”
Wen Shiyu: ……So awkward. Too fake.
Glanced Cefalina—she ignored skit—waited for their slip.
“Staff” smiling—machine—pretty report:
Wen Shiyu pheromone grade F (unstable, inferior).
Match with Cefalina 30% (extremely low—soothing likely ineffective).
Cefalina read—stunned—brow knit—silent through rest of shopping—thinking.
Charlotte’s look—success—keep going.
Wen Shiyu: “……”
Evening—Su Yan at VIP lounge—private channel—Cavendish jet.
Cabin like flying suite—leather—bar—bedroom.
Engines hum—climbing—
Cefalina thought it through in the dark sky.
No wonder never enough—low concentration—low match—
So they need more—more volume—more intimacy for effect!
She was fine all along.
Everything explained.
Exhaled—relieved.
Wen Shiyu breathed—forced herself (she thought) to grip Cefalina’s hand on the armrest.
Cefalina turned.
In dim cabin noise Wen Shiyu leaned close—
Eyes bright in shadow—fixed on her.
“Don’t think I’m inferior Alpha—so you won’t need me.”
“You still…… can’t leave me, right?”
Lashes trembled—face heating.
What did Wen Shiyu mean today?
“Do you…… want me unable to leave you?”