A Scummy Alpha and An Award-Winning Omega Actress Fell in Love After an Arranged Marriage - Chapter 9

“You’re messing with me.”

Sheng Lan chuckled lightly, “Sister, is it not enough?”

Lu Xueyin felt her body temperature rise from the question, her mind nearly exploding.

Afraid that opening her mouth would release some shameful sound, she didn’t ask Sheng Lan to let go. Instead, she reached for Sheng Lan’s hand resting on her waist, wanting her to release it.

But she was too weak.

Her hands covering Sheng Lan’s felt more like a caress, a flirtation.

This action exposed her physical frailty.

The moment Sheng Lan showed any sign of loosening her grip, Lu Xueyin began to slip downward.

Sheng Lan had no choice but to hold her waist even tighter.

Her waist was quite slender.

The silk nightgown was too slippery, the sensation as if Sheng Lan’s fingers were touching Lu Xueyin’s soft, delicate skin through the thin fabric.

Finally, Lu Xueyin spoke, though her words were far from kind.

“You’ve crossed the line.”

Her voice was tightly controlled.

Whether she was restraining the agitation of her pheromones or her anger toward Sheng Lan was unclear.

Sheng Lan, ever the polite Alpha, reasoned with her, “If I really let you fall in my room, wouldn’t you try to pin it on me?”

Lu Xueyin simply ignored her.

Since the Temporary Marking had ended without Sheng Lan taking things further, she felt a bit safer.

Once she calmed down, Lu Xueyin realized Sheng Lan was as still as a wooden post, the arm wrapped around her waist acting like a railing, unmoving.

Even her fingers were exceptionally well-behaved.

Lu Xueyin pressed her forehead against the wall.

Looking down, she could see Sheng Lan’s fingers were completely relaxed.

Relaxed meaning Sheng Lan had no intention of touching her.

Otherwise, no matter how much she pretended, there would be some tension.

Lu Xueyin’s face flushed crimson in an instant.

She couldn’t help but imagine their current situation from Sheng Lan’s perspective.

After being forced into marriage, her newlywed wife had repeatedly tried to seduce her.

Even after Sheng Lan made it clear she wasn’t interested and admitted to being a fake Alpha, Lu Xueyin had pushed further, demanding she take medication.

After receiving a Temporary Marking, she remained guarded and wary.

It really was “trying to pin it on her.”

Lu Xueyin’s mind went blank.

She didn’t notice Sheng Lan gradually loosening her grip, slowly putting distance between them until her arm was completely withdrawn.

By the time Lu Xueyin snapped out of it, she was free.

With some strength regained, she could leave at any moment.

Sheng Lan had even retreated far away.

As if genuinely afraid Lu Xueyin would pin something on her.

Lu Xueyin’s emotions were finally replaced by an overwhelming sense of embarrassment.

For her earlier “confidence.”

She didn’t stay a second longer, leaving Sheng Lan with yet another image of her fleeing in panic.

Her hair was caught too tightly, fully exposing the marks on the back of her neck.

The carefully chosen, smudging lipstick lived up to expectations, the ambiguous red marks she had smeared herself now blended with the faint bite marks.

Long after the door closed, Sheng Lan couldn’t shake that image from her mind.

Only when a bitter taste lingered on her tongue did she realize.

Oh.

The medication.

She called Meng Chan to ask how to handle it.

Meng Chan, assuming she was saving face, urged her to seek treatment early. “You’re still young, with endless possibilities ahead.”

That hesitant tone.

Absolutely perfect.

Sheng Lan lost patience. “Spit it out, or I’ll file a complaint.”

She rarely spoke like this, so Meng Chan quickly explained.

After Sheng Lan sprayed high-concentration cooling Inhibitor.

Meng Chan’s next words reignited her irritation.

“Could it be due to psychological barriers?”

Sheng Lan: “Dr. Meng, rein in your curiosity.”

After hanging up, Sheng Lan was once again struck by the amount Lu Xueyin had transferred.

What the hell was 500 yuan supposed to be?

【Mountain Breeze】：?

【Lu Xueyin】：Service fee. Thanks for your hard work.

Sheng Lan was so angry she laughed.

She even forgot she was just a cannon-fodder supporting character.

She typed out a message to Lu Xueyin word by word and sent it.

【Mountain Breeze】：Are you paying me for services rendered?

Lu Xueyin, perhaps trying to ease the awkwardness, sent another 20 yuan.

Barely enough to make it 520.

Then she probably remembered that Sheng Lan had no interest in her whatsoever, making the 520 just as awkward.

So she sent another 480 to round it up to 1,000.

Sheng Lan: “…”

Absolutely unbelievable.

Sheng Lan transferred 10,000 yuan back to her.

【Mountain Breeze】：Go to sleep.

You’re not thinking straight.

The production crew was coming to pick her up in the morning, and Sheng Lan had already given them the address. She wouldn’t be staying here tonight.

She sprayed herself with Inhibitor again.

With a wave of her hand, she left, taking only a bellyful of frustration with her.

She didn’t bother to muffle the sound of the door closing. Lu Xueyin, already on edge, was hyper-aware of every noise outside.

Hearing both doors shut in succession, she still didn’t dare peek out.

She was afraid that if she opened the door, she’d see Sheng leaning against the opposite wall, catching her red-handed.

Jiang Ling was still fast asleep.

No telling if she’d wake up in the middle of the night.

Lu Xueyin tiptoed out of bed again, grabbed an Inhibitor Collar, and went to the bathroom to check the condition of the gland on the back of her neck.

Maybe the embarrassment had truly short-circuited her brain.

She even ignored the bite mark, as if she’d stumbled upon some incredible, foolproof excuse.

While waiting at a red light, Sheng Lan received a message from Lu Xueyin.

【Lu Xueyin】：That money was for buying you lipstick.

Sheng Lan confirmed it.

Lu Xueyin really wasn’t thinking straight today.

What happened to the usual cool, aloof beauty?

She sent a single period.

To end the conversation.

That night, Sheng Lan barely slept.

In the morning, Liang Jiao came early to wake her and brought an Alpha-specific Inhibitor Bracelet.

A portable Inhibitor, no need to carry around a spray bottle.

On camera, she could maintain her composure at all times, not letting her pheromones push her into any inappropriate behavior.

Liang Jiao took one look at her face and frowned. “You were fine yesterday. Trouble sleeping in a new place?”

Sheng Lan was usually easygoing, so it was rare for her to wear such a sour expression. She wasn’t the type to vent her frustrations on others, but a sleepless night and an inexplicable restlessness had left her irritable. Her face just hadn’t caught up with the program.

After washing up and splashing cold water on her face, she looked much better.

She didn’t air marital grievances in public, so she simply admitted she hadn’t slept well.

Liang Jiao told her to cover up the dark circles. “I’ll have Xiao Tao accompany you. You’ll be filming a 24-hour Live Broadcast Variety Show, it’s a long shoot. She’ll be on standby off-camera. If anything comes up, just message her.”

Sheng Lan agreed.

She was independent and usually didn’t need an assistant.

But this shoot was too long, and with Ji Xinlan also participating, having an extra person around would be helpful in case of emergencies.

She also had a favor to ask Liang Jiao. “I think Lu Xueyin might be suffering from aftereffects of the Inducer. Her pheromones are unstable, and she’s acting erratic. Since I won’t be around, keep an eye on her for me. Make sure nothing happens.”

Liang Jiao understood.

The entertainment industry was more cutthroat than most. Married couples were seen as a unit.

Whether it was a marriage of convenience or true love, if one got into trouble, the other would inevitably be dragged into the spotlight.

If they distanced themselves quickly, they’d be called heartless.

If they stood by their partner, they’d be labeled as accomplices.

No other loose ends remained everything had been sorted out over the past two days.

After breakfast, it was time. Sheng Lan changed her clothes, did her makeup, and headed downstairs with Liang Jiao, carrying a small suitcase. They happened to run into the production crew.

Once in the car, after brief pleasantries, they jumped straight into the first “Guess Who” segment.

This segment was designed to stir up drama. The production team kept it simple and blunt, not bothering to build suspense. After greeting Sheng Lan, they got right to the point, asking her to guess who her CP partner for the day would be.

When the question was posed, the hostess gave a kind smile. “It’s okay. Everyone knows you’re the ‘No-CP’ Sheng Meimei. You can just name a friend if you want.”

Sheng Lan didn’t need to name a friend.

She might not have a CP.

But she had a wife.

Thinking about Lu Xueyin’s “payment” from last night, the “lipstick fee,” and those two inexplicable capsules that had left her unsettled all evening.

Sheng Lan directly said Lu Xueyin’s name.

The three syllables of “Lu Xueyin” rolled off her tongue, making her teeth itch.

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