After Becoming An Internet Sensation For Pretending To Be An Alpha, I Turned Into An Omega - Chapter 14

“I… saw a little fly on your face. I just shooed it away.”

An Leng looked around carefully before turning to Bai Yue. “But… why does it feel like it was kind of cute?”

For a moment, it was hard to tell who she was referring to.

A phone on the table rang, interrupting them.

Bai Yue immediately turned away to answer the call, afraid to look at An Leng again.

“Is your place empty again?” Wang Xi snapped over the phone, clearly frustrated. “I had my assistant bring lunch and the livestreaming equipment. Don’t tell me you forgot again?”

Feeling guilty, Bai Yue took a few steps away from the sofa before answering. “…I’m still at An Leng’s place.”

Wang Xi: “……”

If Wang Xi hadn’t known they were all Alphas, she would have been preparing a public relations statement.

“I’m heading back now!” Bai Yue promised repeatedly, turning on speaker mode to make it easier to pack.

After a long silence, Wang Xi suddenly asked, “…Have you tidied up your place?”

Bai Yue nearly strained her back. “What do you mean? Of course I’ve tidied up…”

As she spoke, she caught An Leng sitting up on the sofa out of the corner of her eye and quickly avoided her gaze.

“Fine… I’ll have my assistant go to An Leng’s place instead,” Wang Xi said resignedly. “Give her the phone.”

Although the two apartments were in the same complex, their layouts were completely different.

When Bai Yue rented her place, she hadn’t had any income yet, so she’d chosen a small, cheap unit. With so much stuff, it would look like a disaster if she didn’t keep it neat.

Time was running short.

After handing the phone to An Leng, Bai Yue couldn’t hear what they were saying.

Then she saw An Leng get up, walk to the adjacent room, open the door, and gesture for her to follow.

“The study has white walls… a white bookshelf… right, a few books, but it’s not messy… we could remove them if necessary.”

After hanging up, An Leng pointed to a chair. “Sit there and record a video for her. Wang Xi wants to see how it looks.”

Bai Yue immediately agreed and obediently followed the two bosses’ instructions.

Only after sitting down did she start feeling nervous.

Everything around her—what she saw and what she touched—was all An Leng’s usual belongings.

Because Bai Yue was wearing black today, the sunlight reflecting off the white walls made her face overexposed, blindingly bright and impossible to see clearly.

“No, no,” Wang Xi said, shaking her head after a single glance. “Why did you suddenly decide to wear black?”

Bai Yue was momentarily speechless. “I…”

“Never mind. Director An, could you help us out?”

Wang Xi bypassed Bai Yue and spoke directly to An Leng, “Could you please find a white short-sleeved shirt? We can’t continue the broadcast without it. Your sizes should be about the same.”

Hearing this, Bai Yue was instantly stunned.

What if An Leng refuses? How will I get out of this?

Refusal… does that mean An Leng doesn’t like me?

But before she could fully process her thoughts, An Leng had already agreed.

“Do you want to come with me to look?” An Leng asked, turning to Bai Yue.

Bai Yue immediately stood up, as if afraid An Leng might change her mind if she hesitated even a moment.

However…

Unexpectedly, when they reached the bedroom doorway, An Leng actually stopped.

Bai Yue looked up in confusion. Did she really regret it?

An Leng glanced down at her phone, hesitating as if she wanted to say something.

Wang Xi, observing the situation, ended the video call. She then sent a text message: [ The assistant will be here soon. Call me after you’ve changed. ]

By the time Bai Yue replied and looked up again, An Leng had already gone inside.

Confused, Bai Yue followed her into the room. Inside the wardrobe hung a neat row of shirts.

Only a few short-sleeved shirts hung in the corner of the wardrobe. An Leng took them all out and asked earnestly, “Which one do you like?”

Bai Yue stared at them for a while, feeling like she was playing a game of “spot the difference.” They were all white short-sleeved shirts—what difference could there possibly be?

She casually picked one up, and the scent of tea wafted from the fabric. Bai Yue sniffed and asked offhandedly, “Do you really like this perfume?”

“…Yes.” An Leng hung the other shirts back up and hesitated before asking the question that had been bothering her. “Are you… not sensitive to pheromones?”

Realizing An Leng was suspicious, Bai Yue had to explain. “A little,” she said, then quickly added, “But I think this perfume smells a lot like your pheromones. Both are really pleasant.”

“…Change your clothes. I’ll wait for you outside.” An Leng left quickly, closing the door behind her.

Bai Yue wondered if she was imagining it, but she thought An Leng seemed… a little flustered.

As she changed, the fabric brushed against her skin, and her face grew hotter and hotter.

Looking in the mirror, Bai Yue saw her face was red again.

She hadn’t put on makeup today, and going out like this would definitely cause a problem. Bai Yue could only wait in her room, hoping the heat would subside.

The sound of doors opening and closing echoed outside, and Wang Xi kept sending repeated messages on WeChat.

Feeling ready, Bai Yue took a deep breath and pushed the door open.

The living room was empty.

Tentatively, she went to the study. An Leng was already curled up on the lazy chair, a thick novel in hand.

“Your assistant came by earlier and set up the equipment,” An Leng said, glancing at the desk as Bai Yue entered. “Just hit ‘confirm’ to start the stream. Remember to put on your headphones and speak into the mic.”

“Okay…”

Bai Yue had thought she’d gotten used to it, and they weren’t even that close. But the moment she entered the room, her heart started racing.

She was wearing An Leng’s clothes!

This is so embarrassing…

She checked the time—still about ten minutes until the scheduled start.

An Leng was engrossed in her book. Though they were clearly not interacting, Bai Yue still felt awkward.

After a moment’s hesitation, she tapped to enter the livestream.

Since the scheduled time hadn’t arrived yet, the room’s popularity points weren’t particularly high. Even so, many little fans were already swarming the screen, waiting.

“…Hello everyone! I started a bit early so I could chat with you all a little longer… What are you all up to?”

This was her first live stream, and she was so nervous she didn’t know what to say.

After greeting everyone, the chat messages in the lower left corner scrolled by in a blur. Bai Yue stared at them for a while, her eyes crossing from the dizzying speed, unable to grasp any coherent thoughts.

“Slow down, slow down! Don’t rush…”

Just as she was struggling to decide who to respond to, several massive messages streaked across the screen, accompanied by gift animations that filled the entire screen.

[Bai Bai’s Little Moons: We’re here! We’re here!]

[Darling, you came so early!]

[We’ve been waiting for you!]

[Your finals performance was absolutely stunning! We’ll always support you!]

Bai Yue finally managed to make sense of it all.

“Thank you so much for your support, everyone! I’ll definitely work harder to create even better performances in the future!” she replied sincerely. “…What did you all have for lunch?”

As soon as she finished speaking, another wave of massive messages appeared.

[What did you eat?]

[Baby, what did you eat?]

“I… also had noodles,” Bai Yue said, glancing at An Leng again. Seeing her still engrossed in her book, she finally relaxed.

Turning back to her phone, she noticed the tiny text comments were unusually unified:

[Was 3888’s gift just for chatting? Is this what they call “money power”?]

[Waaah, sis, look at how poor I am!]

[Instantly dominated the gift rankings! Any big shots want to compete?]

[Even if we can’t, we have to keep commenting! For the sake of our reputation!]

Within minutes, Bai Yue’s screen was a chaotic mess of colorful comments and effects, everything jumbled together and stuttering.

After frantically searching online, she finally found the button to disable the effects.

A message from Wang Xi popped up on WeChat, offering remote coaching: “Don’t force the conversation. Just randomly pick a fan for a live chat. Talk to one person for a bit, and time will fly.”

It was accompanied by a file of live stream scripts.

Opening the file, Bai Yue read aloud, “Our next segment is a live chat with a lucky fan.”

“…Or maybe the top gift giver?”

She noticed the top gift giver was Bai Bai’s Little Moons.

Last night, she’d seen virtually every Weibo post supporting her and An Leng.

So she was aware that the Little Moons supported their pairing.

Out of personal interest, Bai Yue also really wanted to connect with her.

“It’s Little Moons…” Bai Yue muttered, fumbling with the app to figure out how to make a call.

On the other fans’ screens, messages like “Little Moons’ gift” flooded the screen like they cost nothing.

[I’m not available.]

[I’m not available.]

The moment she hit “Call,” An Leng’s phone rang, its ringtone echoing throughout the entire room.

Bai Yue shivered in fright, then turned to see An Leng calmly closing her book. “A mobile customer service rep was asking about a package,” she explained coolly. “I muted it. Carry on.”

Nodding numbly, Bai Yue snapped out of her daze and realized her call line was still busy.

“…Looks like Little Moons isn’t around,” she muttered before hanging up.

“What… she’s indisposed? When did she say that? Ah… I blocked that notification. The screen was swamped with messages earlier.”

“Don’t send any more gifts. It’s a waste.”

“The person next to me… of course it’s my manager. Familiar voice? Would you expect anyone around me to be unfamiliar to you?”

Bai Yue responded to the messages with the standard company script, careful not to make a mistake. Meanwhile, she didn’t notice An Leng had reopened the book.

The thick book was hollow in the middle.

Inside was hidden a smartphone, its screen displaying Bai Yue’s live stream.

An Leng pressed the button on the Bluetooth earpiece, partially hidden by her hair. She hadn’t realized that even with the earpiece on, the app still played sound through the speakers.

An Leng pursed her lips. She felt there was no need to continue working with this platform.

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