After A Secret Marriage Agreement With A Rival Omega - Chapter 1

Chapter 1

◎【Sleeping on the Same Bed】◎

Tonight in Jing City, the stars are brilliant, gathering in one place and illuminating the sky above the Starfire TV Station as if it were daytime.

The spring chill has passed, and the weather has been quite nice, so the organizers specially set up an open-air stage. Fans holding glow sticks are excitedly and orderly entering.

This is the most anticipated and prestigious annual awards ceremony in the industry.

The seats next to the stage are already full, but the two in the very middle are empty.

These seats are reserved for the winners, and these two are undoubtedly the most important, occupying the two central C-positions.

Every staff member who passes by can’t help but glance over. When they see the names on the seats, their expressions freeze, and they hold back the gasp that is about to come out—they really aren’t afraid of a disaster. Why did they arrange these two together?

In the control room, the camera cuts from the front to the seats, where the names of Jian Jixing and Sheng Ruxi flash by. The director nervously cuts back immediately.

“Sister Sheng, is Director Jian still coming?”

Gu Shengci looks at her phone. Fifteen minutes ago, Jian Jixing said she was stuck in traffic and hasn’t responded since. She clicks her tongue and says, “She will. Adjust the schedule and push it back by ten minutes. Have you told Sheng Ruxi’s side yet?”

It’s strange. Jian Jixing has always been extremely punctual. Gu Shengci has never seen her be late.

The staff member sighs deeply, their face full of torment, as if they’ve encountered an extremely difficult task.

“How can we possibly tell her again?” the staff member says with lingering fear. “Just knowing that Director Jian was presenting her award already made Teacher Sheng throw a fit. Now to find out she has to be delayed… she’s going to blow a fuse.”

Everyone knows Sheng Ruxi has a spoiled temper. Rumor has it her family background is powerful, and she’s been pampered since childhood.

But she is indeed highly capable in her work, and her face is so beautiful that you can’t find a single flaw. She is a blooming rose.

The rose has thorns, but it’s still irresistibly eye-catching.

The rich young lady enters the entertainment industry and makes a name for herself, climbing from one peak to another.

Even more well-known than her background is the fact that Sheng Ruxi and Jian Jixing have been at odds since they entered the industry due to a grudge from their youth. They are like fire and water.

It’s producer Gu Shengci who is bold enough to arrange these two together, hoping that this formal occasion will allow their relationship to thaw a little.

As a result, one isn’t on stage, and the other hasn’t even arrived at the TV station’s studio.

This is just great.

In the backstage lounge, Sheng Ruxi sits on the sofa like a proud peacock, her back very straight.

Whenever she’s not under the spotlight, Sheng Ruxi maintains her beautiful appearance—haughty and stunning, never bowing her head. This is her instinct, and it’s the result of the etiquette she was taught since childhood.

She gets whatever she wants.

In her life so far, there have only been two things that have made her feel defeated.

The first was failing to win over Chu Wu in middle school.

But it doesn’t matter. Her arch-nemesis and love rival, Jian Jixing, also failed, and in the process, she learned a secret. Her own failure is shameful, but her rival’s failure makes her feel even more joyful.

As for the second thing… Sheng Ruxi looks at the chat box for Jian Jixing on her phone, squeezing the device in frustration.

Three minutes ago, a staff member came to inform her that her award presentation needed to be delayed by fifteen minutes.

For whom? Sheng Ruxi naturally knows.

The name Jian Jixing shines brightly even at Starfire TV, carrying an unshakeable weight.

As the youngest dark horse in the director’s circle, Jian Jixing is someone everyone wants to cozy up to, hoping to connect with her tonight.

Even with a frown, Sheng Ruxi’s features are so radiant they make all her jewelry pale in comparison. She tilts her head slightly, her neck under the light is long and white, like flowing milk.

If it weren’t for the subtle soreness in her glands, she wouldn’t bother to even consider contacting Jian Jixing.

Her assistant, Tuanzi, already knows that Jian Jixing will be a little late. After a moment of hesitation, he says, “The show’s team arranged you two together this time, hoping you could put aside your past differences…”

“Differences? What differences do she and I have?” Sheng Ruxi scoffs, tilting her head back. Diamond earrings dangle and cast shimmering light on her shoulder line. She lifts her leg slightly, the beautiful stiletto heel swaying under her ankle, creating a sense of娇气 (spoiledness), but her words are unforgiving.

“It’s even better if she doesn’t come. That way, Wu Wu will only see me.”

After chugging half a glass of water, she finally feels her inner agitation subside. She pulls her gaze away from the phone screen.

She will absolutely not make the same mistake she made two months ago—it will always be Jian Jixing who has to beg her.

Several kilometers away from the studio, on a wide road, a heavy motorcycle speeds along.

A woman in a motorcycle suit effortlessly commands the steel beast. The hair under her helmet flies back, and though you can’t see her face, her all-black attire disappears into the night yet is exceptionally striking.

The motorcycle stops at a red light.

Someone behind her immediately recognizes the tall, charismatic figure and the arrogant Jing-A license plate. Who else could it be but Jian Jixing?

“Jian Jixing!!!!”

“Ahhh, it’s Director Jian! Director Jian, look back!”

“Is it true that no one has ever ridden on the back of Director Jian’s bike?”

“…”

The woman on the motorcycle doesn’t hesitate to exude her charm. She slides the helmet visor up, revealing a pair of eyes as deep as the night. Then she smiles at the camera, revs the engine, and speeds away.

When Jian Jixing arrives at the studio entrance, a staff member is already waiting for her.

“Director Jian, your and Sheng Ruxi’s award sequence has been delayed by ten minutes. You have enough time to get ready backstage.”

Jian Jixing has long legs, and the staff member follows, panting, until Jian Jixing laughs and helps them up.

The staff member’s face turns red, and they place a hand on their racing heart.

She truly is the entertainment industry’s “spanner” (a term for someone who can easily turn heads/be charming). Even though she has publicly stated that she is still waiting for her first love, the number of people who want to be her Omega is still endless.

Female actors of all kinds are scrambling to be in her films.

When people questioned her ability to make commercial films, this year Jian Jixing’s new movie broke through, won countless awards, and cemented her status as a genius director.

Jian Jixing casually glances at her phone.

On the screen, in the chat box with the contact named “Missy,” her communication with Sheng Ruxi is very simple, with conversations spanning months.

Two months ago, after they added each other as friends, Jian Jixing sent the first message fifteen days later.

Jian Jixing: 【Today?】

Missy: 【Still haven’t begged me!】

Two minutes later, Sheng Ruxi called her via video, but Jian Jixing declined.

Two days later, Missy: 【Fulfill your duty】

Jian Jixing: 【On set, no interest in biting people】

Last month, Jian Jixing initiated the conversation again: 【Today?】

Missy: 【No interest in being bitten】

Two days later, probably when Missy’s heat came, a stubborn Sheng Ruxi contacted her with a sharp tone: 【Sleep on the same bed】

Jian Jixing: 【On set, can’t】

Missy: 【Don’t talk so much, I don’t want to feel like I’m being bitten by a dog】

Jian Jixing felt they couldn’t communicate, so she didn’t reply.

Then, yesterday, Missy suddenly contacted her late at night: 【Sleep on the same bed】

After that message, there was an image from this morning.

The text message in the image said that the most low-key Land Rover under Jian Jixing’s name had been in an accident today and was sent to the repair shop.

Missy also complained: 【My dress wasn’t delivered. The car is no good, just like its owner.】

Jian Jixing has been amused by this shameless excuse many times before. Every time she sees it, she marvels at Sheng Ruxi’s directness.

Last night, Sheng Ruxi’s heat was supposed to come but was delayed, but they still stayed in the villa for the night.

For the awards ceremony tonight, Sheng Ruxi wanted to appear in her most beautiful form, so she started getting her hair and makeup done at 7 a.m. Her millions-worth couture dress had to be picked up from the VIP store. A regular car wasn’t worthy of her outfit, so she had a designated person from the store come and drive away the car Jian Jixing had arranged to drive.

It ended up having a small accident, which caused Jian Jixing to be late today.

But she knew that Sheng Ruxi would have no regrets and was probably cursing her backstage right now.

With the ten minutes almost up, Jian Jixing still hadn’t appeared. Sheng Ruxi slightly curled her lips and lifted her chin, waiting for the host to announce her name first so she could go up and accept the award.

The camera had already cut to her. Just as Sheng Ruxi was about to step onto the stage, a gust of cool air gently caressed her cheek, and the sudden chill in the air made goosebumps rise on her exposed back.

Her body’s cells smelled the deep scent of incense before she did. It was faint but heavy, pressing down on her and making her unable to move.

The camera, which had focused on Sheng Ruxi’s stunning face, now showed another, dashingly beautiful face.

Jian Jixing has a pair of extremely dark, bright eyes. Her brow bone is high and deep, her eyes are very sharp, and the slight upturn at the outer corners makes her seem unapproachable. Her black hair is in a bun, her skin is pale, and her lips are red. When she sees the camera, she looks at it, raises an eyebrow, and smiles.

The coldness melts like snow, and a red dress with a long train makes her look so beautiful it’s heartwarming.

Under the spotlight, every step she takes feels like it’s on a heart.

“Sorry to have kept everyone waiting. Our house was robbed this morning, and I couldn’t find something, so I came a little late.” For such a significant award, Jian Jixing casually holds the trophy, waves it at the fans in front of the camera, and explains her reason for being late.

Jian Jixing’s eyes quickly sweep over Sheng Ruxi below.

“I’m a very focused person in everything I do, so this result is not unexpected,” Jian Jixing says with a smile, enchanting all the fans watching the live broadcast.

Her eyes are beautiful, bright like the most brilliant star on a dark night.

But when Sheng Ruxi gets on stage, the host’s hand holding the microphone can’t help but sweat.

Sheng Ruxi’s features are also beautiful. She exudes a kind of beauty that comes from being well-protected since childhood.

Like a delicate porcelain doll that has never been damaged, her beauty, though also sharp, has a touch of naive innocence and purity.

This face is her best weapon. Even with her spoiled rich-girl temper, people willingly accept it, feeling it’s how she should be.

She is 168 cm tall. The two of them are both wearing heels, but she is still a little shorter than Jian Jixing. Jian Jixing is in a good mood and adjusts the microphone for her, lowering it slightly.

What is she doing? Is she starting to mock me with her actions?

Sheng Ruxi immediately glares at her, not adjusting her posture at all, and instead lifts her chin. She asks the etiquette lady next to her for a wet wipe, wipes the microphone, and explicitly reveals their discord for everyone to see.

“…Next, let’s announce the name of this year’s Golden Phoenix Best Actress… Please welcome Director Jian to present the award to our Best Actress, Sheng.”

Jian Jixing takes the statuette from the etiquette lady’s tray and also glances at the wet wipe in her hand, wondering if she should wipe it too.

To avoid Sheng Ruxi complaining a second time in front of the camera and wasting time.

Jian Jixing simply and quickly hands the trophy to Sheng Ruxi. The two are on the same stage but don’t look at each other.

The host takes the opportunity to ask, “Will the two of you have a chance to collaborate in the future? I’m sure it would be a powerful combination and a feast for the eyes and ears of our fans.”

Jian Jixing is composed, seemingly unbothered by Sheng Ruxi’s actions. She says casually, “That’s quite difficult. My filming environments are very harsh. I wouldn’t want to trouble Best Actress Sheng to come and suffer needlessly.”

Jian Jixing has a habit when filming: everyone has to undergo military-style training. Sheng Ruxi once said this was “needless suffering.”

Jian Jixing, a high-speed surfer of online trends, surprisingly brought this up at the very moment Sheng Ruxi was receiving her award.

“Thank you, Director Jian, for your concern. You should also take care of your health and contribute more to film history,” Sheng Ruxi stands straight like a swan, giving Jian Jixing a perfect smile. “Director Jian’s movies are a bit too abstract. I can’t understand them, and I can’t act on them.”

Sheng Ruxi became famous very quickly. At just twenty-two, she has already won her second Golden Phoenix Best Actress award. It is well known that Jian Jixing is two years older than her.

Even so, telling Jian Jixing to take care of her health sounds like something you’d say to your elders.

The audience falls silent. They never expected the New Wave Director and Best Actress, the two headlining guests, to openly clash.

The two seem fine, still smiling on the surface, but the ones who are truly awkward are the audience.

The host quickly tries to smooth things over. The audience, also very understanding, applauds loudly after a brief silence to congratulate the two on their awards. All the blessings, both real and fake, come pouring in with everyone’s gaze.

When they leave the stage, Jian Jixing slows her steps a little, while Sheng Ruxi walks briskly.

Sheng Ruxi is adjusting her skirt, lifting it with her stiletto heel. A flash of her almost-transparent white skin appears before Jian Jixing, dazzling her eyes.

Sheng Ruxi has already gone to the side for the live broadcast camera to greet her fans.

At the awards ceremony, all the guests who receive an award from the stage have to go to the side of a camera set up to interact with their fans.

Sheng Ruxi walks to the camera and dangles her little gold trophy. “Wu Wu, are you watching? Look, I got another one.”

Her tone is as proud as if she’s showing off to her girlfriend. Jian Jixing stands by and sees Chu Wu, with a gibberish-named account, send a “Fantasy Castle” gift.

Fans don’t recognize it and think it’s some generous rich fan, but she and Sheng Ruxi know it’s Chu Wu.

Jian Jixing sees Sheng Ruxi’s smug expression, like a kitten, scratching at her heart. It makes her think of Sheng Ruxi’s subtext—see? You just can’t do it, can you?

This little fox, knowing that these words are her least favorite, keeps dancing on the minefield.

It’s impossible to back down.

Jian Jixing also slowly comes over, holding the cue card she had for the award presentation. She waves it and says, “Professor Chu, see? I can even present this award. Not bad, right?”

“Since neither of us could get you, you should love both of us equally, and not play favorites.”

Chu Wu understands. The screen shows she sent the same special effect gift. The confused fans on the live chat excitedly type: 【Sisters! Stop it! First time seeing someone who stans both Jian and Xixi. That’s too evil, are you sane?】

“Jian Jixing, Jian Jixing…” Sheng Ruxi grinds her teeth. “Do you have to fight with me here?”

She is so beautiful even when she frowns. Even with her arrogant tone, it’s not rude.

“I’m just catching up with an old friend. Why are you so upset?” Jian Jixing pretends to be surprised, her tone playful. “I didn’t know what your relationship with Professor Chu was, I thought you two were a couple.”

She leans her head over, wanting to be in the vertical-screen shot. Her breath is close, thin as silk, falling on Sheng Ruxi’s shoulder and ear.

It’s too clear.

Sheng Ruxi is so angry she rips off her earpiece and walks straight backstage, not even bothering to keep up appearances.

As soon as she gets to the lounge, Sheng Ruxi immediately asks Tuanzi for some inhibitors. However, Jian Jixing follows her in.

When she sits down, Jian Jixing casually puts the trophy, which is the dream of all directors, on the side. She sinks into the sofa in a posture completely different from Sheng Ruxi’s.

It’s lazy, casual, and uncontrollable.

Just like her and her films, it’s a bit rebellious.

Many people like Jian Jixing’s unique charm, saying she looks like she’s very experienced in love, already well-trained by previous partners.

But Sheng Ruxi doesn’t like it, and she will never like it.

The door to the makeup room is considerately closed, and in the temporarily sealed space, a scent with a hint of caramel wafts out, dense and soft.

It’s warm like a sun-drenched granary. This is an entirely different pheromone scent from that of the feisty kitten.

Jian Jixing suddenly curls her lips, a rare hint of indulgence in her expression. She leans forward, extending her hand as if to pull Sheng Ruxi’s chair closer to take a better sniff.

Sheng Ruxi only sees a playful smirk on Jian Jixing’s face.

She raises her leg, leans back, and her slender leg emerges from the fringed dress. Her stiletto heel provocatively steps onto Jian Jixing’s knee.

There’s not much force, but Jian Jixing’s body sinks back into the sofa.

She’s the one who’s doing the stepping, but Sheng Ruxi’s breathing quickens.

Her delayed heat is coming soon, and she has no inhibitors with her. She feels very uncomfortable.

And the person in front of her is Jian Jixing. Sheng Ruxi thinks of their confrontation at the awards ceremony and purses her lips.

Jian Jixing is waiting for her to speak. She stares at her and smiles. “Today?”

Sheng Ruxi: “No interest in being bitten.”

“When are you going to stop being so stubborn?”

“How am I the stubborn one compared to you, Director Jian?” Sheng Ruxi gets annoyed by her lazy demeanor. She spreads her arms to the sides as if this is her territory, making one want to tear down her facade.

She just hates Jian Jixing, a bad person with a good appearance who only uses it to do bad things!

Sheng Ruxi’s soft, white fingers find an inhibitor patch. She parts her long hair to the side, sticks it on her gland, and then slowly speaks.

“When you bite my gland, Director Jian, it feels like a rock grinding against it.”

Jian Jixing looks at that luscious, beautiful face. Although they’ve been enemies for many years, she has to admit Sheng Ruxi is stunning.

She’s a vixen.

Right now, the vixen seems unaware of what this action means in front of an Alpha.

If Sheng Ruxi had been smarter, and her sense of self-preservation had been stronger, she wouldn’t have snuck into her room that night.

Thinking of this, Jian Jixing’s gaze shifts from Sheng Ruxi’s gland down to the high-heeled shoe on her knee.

The heel is very thin, but Jian Jixing doesn’t feel any pain. She only feels a hint of moist, tart berries when Sheng Ruxi lifts her foot.

The innocent tartness ignites a desire that is becoming clearer and clearer.

Sheng Ruxi sees that Jian Jixing isn’t saying anything. She lifts her chin and says sarcastically, “Oh, but of course. Director Jian is so pure and virtuous. She didn’t get her crush, and she’s been single for twenty-eight years.”

She’s in the middle of a rant and doesn’t see Jian Jixing’s eyes darken.

Sheng Ruxi finally gets her breath back and makes her final judgment: “Jian Jixing, who would have thought, it’s actually because you’re not a good-“

She doesn’t finish the last word as her earring shakes violently.

Sheng Ruxi’s heel is grabbed by Jian Jixing’s hand and lifted up. The stiletto on her knee directly presses against Jian Jixing’s chest.

Sheng Ruxi doesn’t even have time to gasp as her mouth is covered by a dry, warm palm. Jian Jixing suddenly stands up while keeping the same posture and leans forward. The hand holding the heel doesn’t let go.

Sheng Ruxi’s body is flexible, and her leg is almost lifted and propped on Jian Jixing’s shoulder. She hasn’t been in this position for a long time, and her instep trembles a little.

At this moment, the hand covering her lips is lowered. Sheng Ruxi is simultaneously angry and embarrassed, but mostly angry. Unfortunately, she has a habit of crying when she gets angry. Before she can even start to curse Jian Jixing, tears start to fall, one by one.

This posture, between a couple, would be flirting, but she and Jian Jixing have never been lovers.

“Well, thank goodness even fate favors me and let me find an Omega who is highly compatible with me in an impossible situation,” Jian Jixing’s voice becomes magnetic when it’s cold. She extends her other hand, and her fingertips catch one of Sheng Ruxi’s tears, pinching it gently before she lightly strokes Sheng Ruxi’s cheek.

“Sheng Ruxi, the only time your mouth isn’t stubborn is when you’re begging me to bite you.”

Sheng Ruxi truly hates her.

Because they’ve been rivals for so many years, Sheng Ruxi instantly understands what Jian Jixing means.

Jian Jixing is waiting for her to beg. It’s the expression of a hunter.