After Becoming a Scummy Alpha, I Was Spoiled by a Sweet Omega - Chapter 27.2

When she turned and saw Zhao Luoluo gawking like a fangirl at the door, she nearly jumped in fright.
“You! Is this your house or mine?”

Clutching her startled heart, she scolded, “Could you at least make some noise? You nearly scared me to death.”

Zhao Luoluo looked aggrieved. “Xuan-jie, I did call you a few times. You were the one wearing headphones and didn’t hear.”

Ning Xuan pouted and didn’t bother arguing.

She left Zhao Luoluo and went to shower. When she came out again and spotted the breakfast on the table, her appetite instantly stirred.

“What time are we leaving?”

Sitting down, she casually swept her loose hair over one shoulder and started eating.

“There’s still plenty of time, eat slowly.”

Zhao Luoluo fetched a towel and began drying her hair while chatting, “Xuan-jie, you’ve been getting up so early lately. I remember you used to say beauties need more sleep.”

Ning Xuan snorted. “Nonsense. The early bird gets the worm. Put away those starry eyes of yours. What’s the schedule today?”

Zhao Luoluo quickly set down the towel, pulled out her tablet from her bag, and reported, “At ten this morning, a two-hour recording for Shining Future. At two in the afternoon, a magazine cover shoot. And then at seven, a gala”

“Wait”

At the mention of Shining Future, Ning Xuan’s porridge instantly lost its flavor. “Ugh, can I quit that show? I really don’t want to see that lunatic Bai Meng again.”

Zhao Luoluo: “…”

She paused, did some quick math on the penalties, and answered quietly, “You can, for fifty million in liquidated damages.”

Ning Xuan: “Forget I asked.”

Life wasn’t easy. An actress still had to make a living.

After finishing breakfast and a quick tidy-up, Ning Xuan and Zhao Luoluo set off for the studio.

Before the car even pulled into the lot, fans’ screams pierced through the windows.

They had known the recording time and gathered early. The moment they spotted Ning Xuan’s car, they raised their support banners in unison and shouted at the top of their lungs:
“Ning Xuan, I love you—ahhhh!”

“Ning Xuan! Ning Xuan—ahhh!!”

“Sis is so cool, sis is so gorgeous, I’m drooling for you!”

Though Ning Xuan wanted to interact with them, for safety’s sake she didn’t let Zhao Luoluo stop. She could only wave back through the window.

Soon, they slipped in through a special passage to the backstage area.

The first thing Ning Xuan did was find the director to make one request—her seat must be separated from Bai Meng’s.

The production team naturally complied. Ning Xuan’s fame outweighed Bai Meng’s, and such a small demand was easy to accommodate.

Soon, the stylists came to take her for hair and makeup.

Wary of Bai Meng causing trouble, Zhao Luoluo accompanied her.

If that woman pulled her tricks again today, even if Ning Xuan held back, Zhao Luoluo wouldn’t.

And as if summoned by thought—there she was.

Just as they reached the makeup room door, Bai Meng swept out in a pale pink fringed dress, her figure swaying gracefully.

Her makeup this time was lighter than before, clearly inspired by Ning Xuan’s previous mermaid look—fresh and luminous, but with bold strokes at the eyes. Beneath her lashes, a sparkling diamond “teardrop” caught the light. Paired with ripe cherry-red lips, the effect was sweet enough to make one want to steal a kiss.

“Good morning, Miss Ning!”

Her eyes lit up when she saw Ning Xuan, but she restrained herself, offering only a small wave and a distant, elegant smile.

Ning Xuan blinked in surprise. Turned over a new leaf?

She didn’t bother responding, just gave a polite nod and walked past her into the makeup room.

Bai Meng: “…”

Her hand froze mid-wave, her smile stiffening.

Aaaagh! Infuriating!

But today she was going for the gentle, elegant route. She couldn’t blow up—she had to be poised, dignified, untouchable.

Yes, she’d heard Ning Xuan liked that kind of aloof style.

Alphas, after all, loved the thrill of conquest—especially conquering an untouchable Omega.

After losing face in front of Ning Xuan and Yu Yazhi last time, Bai Meng had sworn she’d change tactics—ice queen, refined and noble.

Patience. Slowly but surely, Ning Xuan would fall at her feet.

With that self-hypnosis, her expression softened, even lifting into a triumphant smile—the most beautiful woman alive.

Inside, Zhao Luoluo leaned close to Ning Xuan’s ear. “Xuan-jie, is Bai Meng obsessed with you or what? Just now when you ignored her, she was clearly mad, but then she suddenly smiled. Creepy.”

A shiver ran down her spine. “So freaky.”

Ning Xuan remained calm. “Don’t say that. Maybe she’s finally given up. Before, she would’ve already tried to paw at me.”

Zhao Luoluo made a face. “Or maybe she’s playing hard to get.”

Ning Xuan: “…”

That gave her a headache.

She rolled her eyes. “Why do you care what she’s up to? Go ask the stylist what I’m wearing today.”

Whatever Bai Meng did, she’d deal with it as it came.

They were still stuck on the same show. If she tore things open now, it would only hurt her future.

And women like Bai Meng, who climbed beds to climb ranks, always moved on to the next “better” patron soon enough.

The show only had two episodes left. Ignoring her was the best strategy.

Half an hour later, Ning Xuan emerged dressed and styled, heading to her mentor’s seat on stage.

The recording was about to begin.

From her seat, Bai Meng spotted Ning Xuan approaching and braced herself for her to sit down beside her.

Only for a staffer to swoop in, remove Ning Xuan’s nameplate from the adjacent spot, and move it to the far edge of the row.

Bai Meng: !!!

Aaaagh—what?

What did this mean?

Was Ning Xuan really so unwilling to sit next to her?

“Thank you.”

Ning Xuan gracefully acknowledged the staffer and sat down at her new spot.

Onstage, the contestants’ profiles appeared on the big screen.

After the last round, Xu Ke had skyrocketed in popularity with her angelic vocals, securing her place as the current center.

So when her photo flashed onscreen, the fans erupted.

“Protect the best Xu Ke in the world!”

“Xu Ke baby, go go go!”

“KeNing! KeNing! Sweetness straight to my heart.”

Wait. What was that last one?

Ning Xuan whipped around, staring at the audience—some fans were holding banners with her and Xu Ke’s names, connected by a glaring red heart.

Hold up. This CP was definitely not one she could allow.