After Becoming An Internet Sensation For Pretending To Be An Alpha, I Turned Into An Omega - Chapter 3

An Leng now believed that everything she had learned in biology class was a lie. For example, the claim that during the Vulnerable Period, encountering another Alpha’s pheromones would trigger hostility. Fake! It’s all fake!

Because right now, she desperately wanted to get closer to Bai Yue, completely beyond her control!

“Uh, sorry!” Bai Yue blurted out, turning to glance at the mirror behind her. A smudge of salad dressing still clung to the corner of her mouth.

“Are you done?” An Leng asked, her face stiff.

Bai Yue nodded absently and bent down to pick up the wrappers from the floor. She tried to act calm, but the faint blush on her earlobes betrayed her.

Unfortunately, An Leng was too busy suppressing her own emotions to notice.

“If you’re done, let’s go,” An Leng said, standing up and heading for the door.

She had impulsively come over earlier, but no matter how hard she tried, she couldn’t completely suppress her pheromones. Now the white peach scent in the room was mingling with her pheromones.

If you paid close attention, it smelled exactly like a cup of white peach oolong tea.

Worried that Bai Yue might notice the pheromones in the air, An Leng kept her distance, leaning against the door, but her eyes kept drifting toward Bai Yue, who was packing her backpack.

Nothing unusual.

Just as she thought that, she saw Bai Yue take out a partially full bottle of white peach oolong tea from her bag and drain it in one gulp…

Is Bai Yue trying to send me a message?!

An Leng’s heart raced with panic, but she didn’t want to show weakness in front of the person she liked. After a long internal battle, she finally managed to ask, “How… how does that make you feel?”

Bai Yue: “??”

Confused, Bai Yue turned around and followed An Leng’s gaze, which landed on the empty soda bottle in her hand.

“…It’s sweet?”

“…Bring me a bottle next time.”

“Okay…” Bai Yue replied, then slung her backpack over her shoulder and headed out, casually opening a ride-hailing app on her phone.

An Leng glanced at her. “Wang Xi isn’t coming to pick you up?”

“Sis Xi is busy,” Bai Yue said, pulling on her hat and mask.

“Has it always been like this?”

Bai Yue nodded. “I’m fully covered. Director An, don’t worry—I’ll never cause trouble for the company!” Her voice sounded muffled through the mask.

An Leng pursed her lips, remaining silent.

As they stepped into the elevator, Bai Yue casually pressed the button for B1. She leaned against the back wall, her reflection in the mirrored walls revealing her exhausted state.

Yet in this confined space, Bai Yue grew even more self-conscious, afraid to look around.

Soon, the door chimed open.

Bai Yue stepped out first, hesitating over when to turn back and bid An Leng farewell.

They walked straight to the corner, and as the back door came into view, An Leng was still walking beside Bai Yue.

Sensing Bai Yue’s confusion, An Leng rubbed her nose and said, “It’s on my way.”

Bai Yue nodded in understanding, secretly praying that An Leng’s parking space was right at the entrance. That way, they could walk together a little longer.

But when Bai Yue reached the entrance, An Leng had already disappeared.

A taxi was parked right there, honking twice as she approached.

Bai Yue walked closer, and the driver rolled down the window.

A sleazy face appeared before her.

“Little girl, front seat?” The lock clicked open. The sleazy driver looked her up and down, then grinned. “Come on, get in.”

That grin made him look even more suspicious.

A sudden unease rose in Bai Yue’s heart. She put her hand on the door handle, hesitating.

Suddenly, someone grabbed her left wrist.

“I’ll take you home,” An Leng’s voice came, a little hoarse.

Bai Yue froze, turning around in disbelief. “Director An… is taking me home?” she stammered.

An Leng nodded, her tone businesslike and cold. “For the company’s sake, I don’t want our artist to make the headlines on her first day because of an accident on the way home.”

Bai Yue’s heart fluttered with pink bubbles, automatically tuning out An Leng’s words. She murmured, “Won’t this be too much trouble?”

“It won’t,” An Leng replied immediately, pulling out her wallet. She took out two red bills and tossed them into the passenger seat before pulling Bai Yue out of the car.

In the underground parking garage, Bai Yue remained in a daze, feeling as if she were in a dream. She didn’t even notice that An Leng’s parking space wasn’t near the entrance—how could this be “on the way”?

When they reached the car, An Leng slid into the passenger seat before Bai Yue could react.

Only then did Bai Yue notice someone was already in the driver’s seat: Assistant Xie.

The moment An Leng got in the car, Xie Yijin sensed something was off, even as a Beta.

“Director An, you…” Xie Yijin’s voice trembled with nervousness. The Vulnerable Period was no joke.

An Leng shook her head, signaling her to be quiet. She reached into the glove compartment, pulled out a bottle labeled in English, and swallowed the last two pills.

Blowing on the car’s air conditioning, An Leng finally let out a sigh of relief.

Sure enough, the heat made people more irritable.

Just like earlier, she had only wanted to stay back and watch Bai Yue get safely into the car. But the moment she heard the driver’s words, she found herself lunging forward before she could stop herself.

“Director An, are you feeling unwell?” Bai Yue asked, settling into the back seat and noticing her taking a pill.

“Vitamins,” An Leng replied, tossing the empty bottle back into the glove compartment. She sniffled slightly as she explained.

Bai Yue nodded, accepting the explanation.

Glancing at the rearview mirror, An Leng instructed, “Take her back first. Times City Phase II, Building 41, across from G University.”

Xie Yijin acknowledged the order without seeming surprised by the sudden addition of a passenger.

“How did Director An know…” Bai Yue began curiously. She hadn’t graduated yet, but because she sometimes couldn’t make it back before curfew, she’d had to rent a small apartment across the street.

“Wang Xi told me,” An Leng replied, then closed her eyes.

Her hand slipped into her pocket, clutching the steel pen. Now, every word Bai Yue spoke seemed to brush against her heart, making her want more, uncontrollably.

But not yet.

Seeing An Leng’s exhausted state, Bai Yue decided not to press further. The car ride remained quiet, interrupted only by the occasional honk from Xie Yijin’s horn.

Times City wasn’t far from GJ.

Bai Yue wanted to say goodbye to An Leng before getting out of the car, but seeing her genuinely asleep, she held back. She exchanged a grateful glance with Xie Yijin before stepping out.

Suppressing her excitement, Bai Yue returned home. Just as she was about to silently scream like a gopher, her phone rang.

It was the delivery guy, saying the salad had been delivered to the GJ reception desk.

She remembered she’d forgotten to cancel the order.

“Um… I’m not there anymore. I’m really sorry for the trouble! I’ll give you a five-star review!” Bai Yue apologized repeatedly.

No sooner had she hung up than Shi Xiaoxia called her on video.

“You missed the bus back to school again?” Shi Xiaoxia asked. The dorm lights were out, leaving only her desk lamp lit. “Is… is it that time of the month?”

“More like you’re in heat!” Bai Yue retorted, knowing her roommate was joking. She grabbed the mirror on her desk and saw her face was flushed crimson. “…Where are your roommates again? Not around?”

Shi Xiaoxia was an Omega, and the school dorms were all double-occupancy rooms.

But her roommate had moved out to rent a cozy little apartment with her boyfriend right when university started. For almost four years, Shi Xiaoxia had lived alone, often without anyone to talk to.

“Not home,” Shi Xiaoxia replied, sinking back into her chair. Though she’d never been in a relationship, she put on a knowing air. “Tsk tsk… Looks like you still remember her, huh?”

“It was my first love! How could I just forget about her?” Bai Yue said, sitting on the bed and pulling a pillow into her arms.

“It was a one-sided crush,” Shi Xiaoxia corrected. “You were the only one pining after her.”

“But she just drove me home,” Bai Yue said, her lips curving with pride.

“Ever since high school, even if Little Mute borrowed a pen or bought you a bottle of water, you’d be floating on cloud nine,” Shi Xiaoxia said, tapping the phone. “Hello! Wake up! You’re an idol now!”

“Alright, alright, I know…” Bai Yue muttered, switching the phone to Weibo and using her secondary account to record the day’s diary entry:

[She’s back! Not only did she give me a pen, we even had dinner together. She drove me home tonight, and… she held my hand!]

Floating on cloud nine.

******

In the car downstairs, An Leng let out a sigh of relief.

“President An asked if you’re coming home today. He asked Aunt Li to prepare dinner,” Xie Yijin said.

“I’m not,” An Leng replied immediately.

Xie Yijin acknowledged this without comment. Even without today’s Vulnerable Period, the estrangement between father and daughter wasn’t something that could be resolved overnight.

Turning the car around, Xie Yijin drove to the neighboring residential area.

This was the apartment she had rented that afternoon. An Leng had only made one request: that it be near G University.

Now she understood why.

“You don’t need to pick me up tomorrow. I’m taking a sick day,” An Leng said. Though she didn’t want to take time off her second day at work, past experience told her the first two days of her Vulnerable Period were always the worst.

Upstairs, almost everything in the apartment had been unpacked.

An Leng opened WeChat and sent Wang Xi a message: Add me to my idol’s group.

After sending the message, she walked into the bathroom.

Feeling intensely agitated, An Leng set the water temperature to cold. The icy stream sliding over her skin calmed her nerves. Combined with the medication she’d taken, she could already feel herself feeling much better.

Not saying goodbye to Bai Yue earlier had also been intentional. She was afraid that if she opened her mouth, she wouldn’t be able to control herself.

After showering, An Leng picked up her phone and checked her messages. Wang Xihui had already sent a group chat invitation.

She accepted the invitation, then paused to think before opening Xie Yijin’s chat window: Sign me up for a driver’s license test in a couple of days.

Xie Yijin immediately replied with a voice message, confirming receipt. She was driving at the time.

The group chat consisted of production team members and the final round contestants. An Leng’s first action upon joining was to send a thousand-yuan red envelope.

Almost everyone in this industry was a night owl. The envelope was snatched up quickly, followed by a flurry of “Thank you, boss!” messages.

But Bai Yue wasn’t among them…

An Leng opened the group member list. Because of her nickname, Bai Yue’s account was easy to find.

She wanted to add Bai Yue as a friend.

But wouldn’t it be too obvious if she only added Bai Yue?

An Leng pinched the bridge of her nose, leaning against the headboard as she fiddled with her phone for a long while. Finally, she smiled in satisfaction.

Overnight, every finalist received a WeChat friend request from the Director of Artist Management at GJ Entertainment.

The other company executives were thrown into a frenzy, hastily forming private groups to speculate whether this was GJ’s new strategy for poaching talent.

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