After Cannon Fodder A Accidentally Marked the Cold Film Queen - Chapter 18

The entire venue was in an uproar.

After a brief silence, a burst of frantic cheers and screams erupted simultaneously.

However, the expression of Zhu Songning, the cause of all this reaction, remained completely unchanged. Such scenes, in her past, were as simple as a common meal.

It was a pity that she had been away from that life on the normal track for three years.

【Oh my god! I, I, I can’t speak.】

【Ningning, give us a chance…】

【What a stunning face, what incredible expression management! She’s like the Alpha in novels who fiercely does it while whispering sweet nothings~】

【Upstairs, a good chef only needs one sentence to make a meal! Tongue piercing, what is that? Too hot, right? I’ll spray first, fam.】

【Before watching this show, I was actually most looking forward to Xu Zhe, but I didn’t expect the production team to hide such a huge surprise as Zhu Songning? I don’t know why, but my eyes absolutely can’t move away from her!】

【Exactly! That’s the feeling! Her vocal and dance skills aren’t the strongest among this batch of trainees, but her watchability is too high. It feels like she was born for the stage!】

The stage lights went out one by one, and Zhu Songning could clearly hear a few girls softly sobbing in various corners of the stage.

Her eyes were locked on Shen Qingyu in the mentor seat, and she watched as Shen Qingyu took the lead and started applauding.

Zhu Songning breathed a sigh of relief and followed the other trainees off the stage.

“Mentor Shen seems very satisfied with this performance?” Ellen, having received instructions from the director, proactively started the interaction.

“Yes, I am very satisfied.” Shen Qingyu nodded slightly. “I feel very proud of the trainees.”

She then glanced to the side and spoke indifferently to Lu Conghuan next to her: “How about Mentor Lu? You also came out of a talent show, seeing this familiar scene, you must be filled with emotion.”

Lu Conghuan’s expression predictably soured a bit.

Zhu Songning, an Alpha she had always looked down upon as useless, was able to become such a dazzling existence.

It felt like a loud slap across her face.

But considering the camera was still in front of her, she still pulled herself together: “Of course, every one of their courage is worthy of praise.”

But it was only courage.

In this industry, simply having a forward drive will only lead to difficulties; what she did was the correct choice.

Thinking this, her expression eased slightly, and her gaze fell on the darkened stage, a faint pity in her eyes.

Without a background, even if Zhu Songning had extraordinary abilities, she couldn’t go far.

In a year or two, even the most brilliant fireworks would gradually be forgotten by indifferent people.

The audience is never short of new, dazzling fireworks.

After the theme song performance, the trainees were granted a short vacation to relax and reunite with their families.

Zhu Songning had no family, and not many relatives or friends.

She originally planned to inform the director to continue staying in the dormitory for these few days, but suddenly received a call.

Note: “Boss Shen (Ten Million Version)”.

Zhu Songning skillfully picked up the phone and said, “Hello.”

On the other end of the line, the cold beauty was concise:

“Pack your things, come down.”

Zhu Songning: “Okay.”

She had just laid down on the bed.

Thinking of the ten million she received, she still professionally climbed out of bed, swiftly picked up her suitcase, and went downstairs.

Thanks to Shen Qingyu, she flew back to Beicheng first class, and a low-key luxury black Cadillac pulled up at the pick-up area.

“Here.”

Shen Qingyu pulled open the back door of the car and got in first.

Zhu Songning followed her steps and sat down in the car, noticing the woman in the driver’s seat wearing sunglasses, dressed entirely in black. The collar of her windbreaker was pulled up straight, yet a section of her neck was still exposed.

The woman held a slender, ladies’ cigarette between her fingers, and only stubbed it out with a smile when people got in.

“Is this your little girlfriend?”

She pulled down her sunglasses, revealing a face six-parts similar to Shen Qingyu’s.

Although the two looked very similar, they gave off completely different feelings.

If Shen Qingyu felt like snow on a high mountain, hard to approach, the woman in the driver’s seat seemed much more easygoing, with a few more touches of unrestrained style.

“It’s my new wife.”

Shen Qingyu stubbornly corrected her statement.

“Alright, alright.” The woman shrugged helplessly. “Hello, let me introduce myself. I am Shen Qingyu’s older sister, Shen Qingmu. You can call me ‘Jie’ (older sister), just like Shen Qingyu does.”

Shen Qingyu: “Get lost.”

Zhu Songning looked at her nose and heart, pretending not to hear the second half of Shen Qingmu’s sentence, and obediently greeted her: “Hello, Qingmu-Jie.”

Shen Qingmu gave her a ‘received’ gesture: “Okay, Meimei (younger sister)~”

The three of them stopped talking. Shen Qingmu’s driving style was as bold as her personality. Zhu Songning initially sat properly with her hands on her knees like a primary school student, but Shen Qingmu’s extreme start and turn directly flung the unprepared Zhu Songning towards Shen Qingyu.

The distance between the two was instantly closed. Zhu Songning crashed straight into Shen Qingyu’s arms, her upper body falling onto her, looking as if she was lying on the Omega’s lap.

Shen Qingyu grunted from the impact. While Zhu Songning was scrambling to sit up and apologize, another turn by Shen Qingmu pressed her back to the original position.

Zhu Songning: “…………!”

Her inner self was screaming madly.

Ahhh, what should I do?

She really didn’t do it on purpose!

But Shen Qingyu’s leg—it’s so comfortable to rest on, wuwu.

It wasn’t completely dry bones; the slight softness was even more comfortable than the pillows she used to sleep on.

Shen Qingyu shot a warning glance at the person in front, receiving a laughing expression from Shen Qingmu.

She patted Zhu Songning, who was lying on her lap: “Forget it, just lie down and rest.”

Zhu Songning’s body was stiff like an iron board, more nervous than when she was performing on stage. She forced herself to maintain the position and closed her eyes but had no sleepiness whatsoever.

After a while, she realized: was the road back to Shen Qingyu’s house a bit too long?

“Are we… not going home?” Zhu Songning asked.

“We are going back to the Shen family’s old residence,” Shen Qingyu answered calmly.

Zhu Songning said “Oh” and then sensitively noticed that Shen Qingyu seemed to be in a low mood the entire way, so she wisely kept her mouth shut.

The Shen family, as a prominent, prestigious family in Beicheng, was located in a central area of Beicheng, geographically quiet yet central.

Upon entering, a housekeeper quickly stepped forward to lead the way: “Eldest Miss, Second Miss, the Old Madam is not home right now and will return tomorrow. I will lead you upstairs to rest first.”

Zhu Songning peeked at Shen Qingyu, seeing that her constantly tense body finally seemed to relax, and her curled fingers slowly straightened.

This Old Madam Shen…

Is she that terrifying?

Not only Shen Qingyu, but even Shen Qingmu restrained herself significantly, nodding respectfully to the housekeeper: “Thank you.”

For some reason, the housekeeper, as an insider in the Shen family, should have been aware of her identity, but still arranged a separate room for her to stay in, not assuming she would share a room with Shen Qingyu.

She was on the third floor, on the same floor as Shen Qingmu, while Shen Qingyu lived alone on the second floor, having the entire floor to herself.

Twirling the key in her hand, she went up to her room and didn’t see Shen Qingyu after that.

When she went downstairs for dinner, there were only her and Shen Qingmu at the table. She asked once and was only told that Shen Qingyu was resting in her room. Later, when she sat with Shen Qingmu in the living room watching TV, she asked again and was told that Shen Qingyu had already gone to sleep.

Zhu Songning found it strange but didn’t feel it was appropriate to ask more in someone else’s house.

Shen Qingmu sat on the other end of the sofa, looking quite relaxed and comfortable.

This made Zhu Songning’s constantly anxious heart ease a little.

Her biological sister didn’t seem to think anything was wrong, so maybe she was just overthinking?

Maybe Shen Qingyu was genuinely just tired from filming and went to rest so early.

Omegas look so delicate and fragile, their bodies must be weak.

It wasn’t until a sound of shattering porcelain suddenly came from the room on the second floor.

Followed by the suppressed and broken sounds of the Omega’s pain.

Zhu Songning abruptly stood up and was about to rush upstairs, but Shen Qingmu quickly reached out and grabbed her: “Where are you going?”

“I’m going to see what’s wrong with her.” She was anxious and wanted to shake off Shen Qingmu’s hand blocking her.

“Hey, hey, calm down first.” Shen Qingmu pulled her down to sit and poured her a cup of tea. “It’s a normal occurrence.”

“She is an S-class Omega; it’s normal for her to be a bit volatile during her heat.”

Zhu Songning’s hand holding the teacup trembled, and the hot tea spilled out, splashing onto the back of her hand, where the skin instantly turned red.

“What did you say? – H-E-A-T?”

Zhu Songning articulated every word.

“Yeah, every few days of the month, she falls into heat, locks herself in her room, and we all keep our distance.”

Shen Qingmu sighed slightly, as if recalling something.

“Judging by the sound, what broke was her Chenghua blue-and-white porcelain vase by the bedside, right? Alas, what a pity.”

“How is that possible?” Zhu Songning’s eyes turned red with anxiety. “Last time, when I found her in the hotel after someone drugged her into forced heat, she wasn’t like this…”

“Drugged?”

Now the person with the strange expression was Shen Qingmu.

“She told you she entered heat because of drugs? No, ever since that time… anyway, you just need to know that her constitution is special, and ordinary drugs have no effect on her at all…”

“Hey, where are you going? A top S-class Omega in heat, even an S-class Alpha might not successfully soothe her and will instead get hurt by her, you, you!”

“Qingmu-Jie, don’t worry, I’m S-class!”

Shen Qingmu didn’t even have time to finish her sentence before she saw Zhu Songning sprinting upstairs like a gust of wind.

Wait, did she fail high school Chinese reading comprehension?

Did she completely ignore the “might not” she said?

…

Meanwhile, as soon as Zhu Songning reached the second floor, a strong, rich scent of jasmine tea immediately rushed over.

Shen Qingyu’s door was tightly locked. Zhu Songning didn’t have a key, so she first tried turning the handle a few times, but failed. She immediately backed up a few steps and forcefully kicked the door open.

Upon entering, Zhu Songning’s gaze froze.

By Shen Qingyu’s bed was a pair of handcuffs.

To prevent her destructive power from being too strong, she had cuffed both of her hands to the side of the bed.

The white-haired beauty was covered in sweat. Her silk nightgown was soaked and tightly clung to her body, as were the stray strands of hair on her forehead, sticking to her skin. Her black obsidian-like eyes were no longer clear as usual, but hazy and flickering, seemingly trying to figure out who the newcomer was.

Lust was consuming her.

Zhu Songning saw her wary look and knew she hadn’t recognized herself, so she released some Alpha pheromones. She watched as Shen Qingyu’s guard gradually faded. The Omega sat sideways on the bed and gently leaned her head against Zhu Songning’s abdomen.

Zhu Songning sighed in relief, fumbled for the key on the nearby table, unlocked her hands, and tried to stroke her back, trying to comfort her the way one might soothe a child on TV.

Her palm slid down the spine, but she sensed something was wrong.

She couldn’t believe it and slid her hand down further.

Until the soft, rounded sensation under the base of her palm penetrated through the thin layer of silk nightgown.

Under Shen Qingyu’s nightgown, it was empty.

She wasn’t wearing anything.

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