After Becoming An Internet Sensation For Pretending To Be An Alpha, I Turned Into An Omega - Chapter 7
This was the second idiotic message An Leng had sent Bai Yue since “She was wrong,” and it was another voice message.
The first one could be explained by her being half-awake.
But now, she simply didn’t know how to comfort her.
Rubbing her nose, An Leng looked at the large bowl of congee on the table, thinking it would be a waste to throw it away…
Meanwhile, Bai Yue sat on the bed, nervously biting her lip.
As if possessed, she reached out and tapped the voice message again…
Once.
Then again…
…as if An Leng were whispering right in her ear.
An Leng’s voice was deeper and huskier than usual, her tone stirring something inside Bai Yue.
She closed her eyes, images of An Leng in her sleepwear, her eyes red-rimmed, flashing through her mind…
It was addictive.
Just thinking about it made Bai Yue’s face and ears turn crimson, like a ripe peach.
She switched the interface to typing mode, took a deep breath, and typed back: [ Director An likes it, that’s all that matters. ]
[ Call me An Leng. ] The reply came swiftly, another command.
Yet Bai Yue found herself smiling for the first time, eager to comply immediately.
She couldn’t wait to tell everyone in the company that she was now allowed to call An Leng by her first name.
[ Rest well. Everything will be fine tomorrow. ] An Leng replied.
Assuming she had her own business to attend to, Bai Yue didn’t bother her further. After carefully selecting an emoji to reply, she prepared to log off and rest.
This was her first time experiencing something like this. Apart from avoiding it, she couldn’t think of a better way to deal with it.
For the rest of the afternoon, she lived a primitive, offline life.
Following Wang Xi’s instructions to stay indoors, she simply danced a few times at home before curling up on the sofa to watch TV.
Wang Xi had someone deliver her lunch, and for dinner, she ate an apple to diet.
As soon as it got dark, Bai Yue washed up and went to bed. But she tossed and turned for what felt like hours, unable to sleep.
Without internet, there was nothing to do. Picking up her phone only allowed her to browse cached content.
Her chat history with An Leng was short. She scrolled through it repeatedly, feeling inexplicably comforted.
Across the street, An Leng stood by the window.
She watched the light in the opposite window flicker on and off, dim and bright.
A faint glow pierced the curtains; it must have been a nightlight by the bed.
Still awake…
Weibo showed Bai Yue was offline. She must have obediently turned off her internet.
An Leng sighed, lowered her head, and took out her phone, staring blankly at the pink rabbit with a flower on its head.
It was the last emoji Bai Yue had sent her.
Even if she liked pink, she had to keep it a secret. An Leng shook her head with a smile and switched to the WeChat interface to post a hidden status update visible only to Bai Yue:
[Message me.]
An Leng’s WeChat contacts were divided into three categories:
- Those who could see her status updates.
- Unimportant people.
- Bai Yue.
Normally, she wouldn’t send a single message all year, and anyone who hadn’t interacted with her in a few days would be deleted. So every time she posted something, it would receive intense attention.
Within seconds, An Leng’s phone started buzzing incessantly.
Silencing the notifications, she walked over and sat down in a nearby chair.
The curtains remained drawn back, allowing her to see the opposite window whenever she looked up.
Her heart was tied to Bai Yue. Though they were far apart and she couldn’t see anything clearly, it was their only connection for now.
The phone on the table flashed repeatedly, messages pouring in without pause.
Pinching the bridge of her nose, she only relaxed when the faint light in the opposite window finally went out.
Picking up the pill bottle from the table, An Leng swallowed the pill with the remaining coffee, then buried herself in replying to the messages…
******
Bai Yue slept soundly that night.
She picked up her phone and saw only one text message from Wang Xi:
[Call me when you wake up.]
Judging by the tone, could something have happened again?
Her heart racing, Bai Yue turned on her data connection. A flood of notifications popped up, mixed with several WeChat messages.
Instead of calling Wang Xi immediately, Bai Yue opened Weibo first.
The moment she saw the trending topics, she shot up from bed in shock.
#Bai Yue Dance Viral
#Mu Li Shares Bai Yue Video
#Goddess Ann Supports Bai Yue
#Bai Yue Responds
Out of the top twenty trending topics, she dominated four.
If the company hadn’t paid for this, I wouldn’t believe it…
Some netizens had even compiled a timeline of screenshots from the previous night’s events. Bai Yue immediately clicked through to review them.
Almost as soon as she posted her Weibo, the company’s official statement followed:
[Bai Yue is currently a student, and having dinner with classmates is perfectly normal. A single out-of-context photo can’t prove anything.]
The company expressed deep regret for occupying public resources, but warned that they would pursue legal action to the fullest if anyone continued to smear their artists.
As a result, some people chose to wait and see. By 1 AM, Ann shared Bai Yue’s dance video on Instagram, cheering her on.
As a prominent industry goddess, Ann instantly propelled Bai Yue into the spotlight. Foreign fans even followed the link to come vote for her.
Shortly after, Mu Li, a popular mystery novelist, also shared the video. This move shook up two entirely different communities.
Through their Weibo posts, the number of shares, comments, and likes skyrocketed.
Bai Yue… had gone viral overnight.
She’d seen the video. It was initially edited by Bai Bai’s Little Moons.
The four-minute clip was pieced together from various dance sequences and camera angles. The final result was stunning—perfectly timed and seamlessly edited. Even she found it impressive.
[One a day until my legs cramp!]
[She’s gone viral! My hidden gem has finally gotten recognition! She deserves it!]
[Instead of spreading rumors, check out her video! I’m obsessed!]
Her fan count skyrocketed past seven million overnight.
Even her vote count on Idol surged dramatically, leaving her competitors in the dust. The comment section flooded with messages, some even in English.
After binge-watching all the content, Bai Yue trembled as she called Wang Xi. The moment the line connected, she blurted out, “Sis Xi… do you think Xingye changed tactics? Is he trying to ruin me by making me too popular?”
Wang Xi: “……”
After a long pause, Wang Xi carefully chose her words. “Mu Li is easy enough to reach, but contacting Ann from Xingye, let alone other foreign celebrities, is nearly impossible.”
“So… I’ve really gone viral?” Bai Yue still couldn’t believe it.
“I saw that video. The editing gave you a huge boost, but your image is genuinely strong. GJ would never sign talent without potential.” Her words tempered Bai Yue’s pride while bolstering her confidence.
“Don’t forget we have the photo shoot today. With all the attention right now, I’ll pick you up later,” Wang Xi reminded her.
Bai Yue agreed. After the call, she felt invigorated, brimming with energy.
It was only 10 a.m., and the shoot wasn’t until the afternoon.
With nothing else to do, Bai Yue decided to find an excuse to visit An Leng. An Alpha’s vulnerable period lasts two or three days, so An Leng should be home today.
After a moment’s thought, Bai Yue decided that the congee would serve as a plausible excuse.
[Can I come visit you later?]
[Yes.]
With permission granted, Bai Yue quickly tidied up, grabbed the congee, and headed upstairs with practiced ease. But before she could knock, the door swung open from the inside.
Xie Yijin stood at the front, flanked by a team of technicians carrying equipment.
“Are you… busy?” Bai Yue asked hesitantly, unsure whether to enter.
“It’s all finished,” Xie Yijin replied with a smile, showing no surprise at Bai Yue’s arrival.
But the technicians behind her reacted differently.
Bai Yue was currently the center of attention, and they naturally wanted to capture the latest scoop. Unfortunately, their recording equipment had just been shut down, leaving them to resort to sneaking out their phones for photos.
But the moment they moved, Xie Yijin noticed.
“Today’s work is done. If any uncontracted footage leaks, we will pursue legal action,” Xie Yijin declared, her earlier warmth toward Bai Yue replaced by a stern demeanor.
The team dispersed, and Bai Yue changed her shoes before stepping inside. An Leng, dressed in formal attire, sat on the living room sofa.
“What’s Director An and the others up to?” she murmured, setting down the bowl of congee in front of An Leng.
The corners of An Leng’s mouth twitched. She was already starting to feel her mouth go dry…
Seeing An Leng’s silence, Bai Yue suddenly remembered the messages they’d exchanged yesterday. She grew flustered, lowering her head and speaking in a small voice, “An Leng…”
She’d never realized before how hard it could be to say someone’s name.
Though Bai Yue’s voice was barely audible, An Leng still heard it. Her heart clenched, the effects of the medication she’d just taken nearly fading.
“…It’s an encouragement video for you,” An Leng said, strategically taking a sip of coffee before continuing with a stiff expression, “Did you just come over to deliver congee?”
“Huh?” Bai Yue blinked, then asked blankly, “What else do you want? Should I go buy it?”
Just then, someone knocked on the door.
Bai Yue reflexively moved to get up, but An Leng waved her back.
“Probably someone left something behind,” An Leng said, rising and unlocking the door. She glanced out, then slammed it shut.
Bai Yue glanced over and asked, “What’s wrong?”
“Could you… go to the bedroom for a moment?” An Leng stood in the doorway, her brow furrowed, looking somewhat troubled. “I’ll explain later.”
Bai Yue froze, then nodded obediently, though countless thoughts raced through her mind.
Is this her ex-boyfriend coming to harass her? Or a long-lost lover coming to win her heart?
Once inside the bedroom, Bai Yue crouched by the door. Then she heard An Leng say, “…Dad.”
Bai Yue: ???
After inviting him in, An Leng didn’t dare even glance toward the bedroom.
Among the few people from high school who knew about her feelings for Bai Yue, An Renjian was one of them. Not only did he know, he’d even met Bai Yue before. If they ran into each other, their secret would be exposed.
An Renjian entered the house laden with bags. He looked around and asked, “Do you have a guest here?”
Without hesitation, An Leng replied, “No, I was just tidying up.”
An Renjian pointed uncertainly at the floor. “Then what are these…?”
Following his finger, Bai Yue saw a pair of white sneakers with pink edges and a bow.
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