After the Scummy Alpha Lost Her Memory, a Flirty Top Actress Set Her Sights on Her (GL) - Chapter 24

During working hours, the company’s private network meant there was no need for livestreaming. Yan Run returned to the office and officially resumed her former position—though just a minor leadership role.

Her secretary, a Beta named Pei You, greeted her at the door.

“President Yan, you’re finally back. How’s it going with Second Miss?” Pei You, though a Beta, carried the commanding aura of an Alpha—her presence was undeniably powerful.

Yan Run replied, “I reviewed your file. You’ve been with me for three years now. You were there the day I first took office.”

Most employees didn’t know that Yan Run had lost her memory—after all, few had the opportunity to interact closely with her. But Pei You, being her most trusted aide, was in the know.

Pei You nodded. “Yes, that’s right.”

“I want to ask you something. Were we… close?”

Pei You was momentarily taken aback, surprised by the question. But considering Yan Run’s amnesia and understandable lack of security, she responded calmly, “Of course. President Yan, I was the one you handpicked from thousands. You’ve never considered replacing me. You’ve always treated me well, and I’ve always been willing to follow your lead.”

Yan Run chuckled. “No need to make it sound so touching.”

“Have you met Miss Yu before?”

“You used to be quite fond of Second Miss,” Pei You said, “You often invited her out to dinner. Since I was always by your side, I naturally had some contact with her too.”

Yan Run’s eyes lit up. Finally—someone who knew the truth.

She suddenly grasped Pei You’s shoulders. Pei You froze, startled. “President Yan? What is it?”

Yan Run stared intently. “Do you know why I liked her before I lost my memory?”

Pei You replied, “Miss Yan… aren’t you still in love with her now?”

Everyone knew that even after the memory loss, Yan Run and Yu Wenxi were still a deeply affectionate married couple. It was hard to believe she could forget someone and fall for her all over again in such a short time.

Yan Run hesitated. While she feared Pei You might report back to Yan Huainan, she still asked, “Even though I’ve lost my memories, I still feel this… inexplicable fondness for Wenxi, like we were destined to meet again.”

Pei You smiled. “I knew it. President Yan, your feelings for Second Miss have always run deep. Even amnesia couldn’t wipe her from your heart. Actually, when I first joined the Yan Group, you and Second Miss had already met. You told me you met at a university mixer. You didn’t share all the details, but you said you fell for her at first sight and asked for advice—like whether to give her flowers or cakes.”

Yan Run leaned forward. “And then? Did she accept me?”

Pei You shook her head. “You never said. All I knew was that she agreed to have dinner with you a few times. You seemed very happy. Eventually, you stopped having me drive you—you insisted on going to see her yourself. Then… you started drinking a lot, stopped coming into the office, and locked yourself away in your room. Finally, you had me arrange for a few Omegas to meet you at a hotel. After that, the scandal broke.

You went hiking, and… well, everything happened after that.”

The more Yan Run heard, the more confused she felt. Everyone’s stories matched… yet the whole thing was still foggy. She’d been happy once, then suddenly broken. Had Yu Wenxi betrayed her feelings?

If that was true, then everything Wenxi was doing now—all that affection—was it all just a game?

A sharp ache stabbed through her chest.

“Do you still have contact info for those Omegas?” she asked suddenly.

She needed answers—from them.

Pei You found two of them.

Both were soft-spoken, with delicate features and cool demeanors. The moment Yan Run saw them, she felt like they were replicas—replacements—for Yu Wenxi.

“President Yan, you finally remembered me,” one of them said eagerly, stepping forward to lean into her arms.

Yan Run pushed her away without hesitation, a flash of revulsion flickering through her.

The feeling was overwhelming—only in front of Yu Wenxi did she ever feel normal.

The Omega froze. She and the other exchanged uneasy glances.

Yan Run’s expression turned cold. “I don’t remember what we did back then. I didn’t release any pheromones with you, did I?”

She tried to sound casual, but the Omega answered seriously, “You never released your pheromones to us.”

“Not even once,” the other added. “And you never touched us.”

Yan Run was stunned.

Though the Omegas didn’t understand why she was asking, they recalled being showered with expensive gifts—yet Yan Run hadn’t laid a finger on them.

Even in the infamous paparazzi photo taken at the hotel, Yan Run had only draped an arm around them briefly. The moment they entered the room, she left them with the key and drove home alone.

They told her everything.

Yan Run was even more shocked. “Why… why would I do all that? What was I trying to accomplish?”

The Omegas didn’t know she had amnesia, and were bewildered—how could she not remember her own motivations?

“Did I ever tell you why I did it?” Yan Run pressed, gaze sharp.

The pressure from a top-tier Alpha made both Omegas tremble. One even burst into tears. “No… you never said anything. You just… paid us.”

Yan Run was completely lost.

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Meanwhile, Yu Wenxi was meeting with an old friend, Lin Chuyin.

Lin had been struggling with guilt after a recent incident involving Gu Zhen. Though she’d already called to apologize, she insisted on a face-to-face meeting.

“It’s nothing,” Yu Wenxi said. “I’ve been slandered plenty of times. Gu Zhen’s words don’t matter. But what about you—how do you know that overbearing Alpha?”

Lin Chuyin gave a sheepish smile.

She and Yu Wenxi shared a similar temperament—both quiet and gentle. But where Yu Wenxi hid a blade beneath her calm, Lin was all softness. She spoke without a trace of sharpness, smiling warmly like a blank

canvas that invited trust.

“I grew up with her,” Lin said. “We were childhood friends abroad. Back then, the Gu family shifted their business focus overseas and moved near my family. I met Gu Zhen when she was eight. I was thirteen. My

father was quite well-known locally, so Mrs. Gu brought her daughter to visit. Even then, Gu Zhen’s eyes didn’t look like a child’s. She stared at me so fiercely.”

Yu Wenxi listened as Lin recounted how she’d been curious about the withdrawn little girl, and how she’d gently coaxed her to play piano together.

Elsewhere, Gu Zhen, still lying in bed, cracked open a beer. Her mother, Gu Qingyun, had just called.

“I can’t believe you did something so disgraceful! I don’t want a daughter like you. Get lost. I never want to see you again!” She hurled curses before hanging up.

Gu Zhen laughed coldly. It wasn’t the first time.

To her mother, she’d always been disposable. If they hadn’t been rich, she would probably be living on the streets by now.

But the pain inside was real.

She needed Lin Chuyin.

She fumbled for her phone, dropped it, then fell out of bed while trying to retrieve it—banging her knee hard.

It hurt.

Back with Yu Wenxi, Lin continued, “After that day, Gu Zhen came to find me every day. No matter what, she would show up. Even if she had school, she would come straight to my house after. She said she needed to see me to feel at peace.”

Yu Wenxi was a bit alarmed. “Didn’t that disturb your privacy?”

“My mom was annoyed too,” Lin admitted. “But as the adult, she didn’t want to say anything harsh. So she asked me to speak with Gu Zhen. When I gently asked for some space… she cried. She cried so hard. Then she showed me the marks on her arms. That’s when I realized her mother had hit her.”

“Domestic abuse?” Yu Wenxi was startled.

“I asked her, but she wouldn’t answer. I later saw it with my own eyes—her mother was whipping her. Gu Zhen cried the whole time, but never begged for mercy. She was so stubborn… I couldn’t push her away after that.”

Yu Wenxi sighed. Lin Chuyin was too kind.

Her phone buzzed—it was a message from Gu Zhen.

“I’m in so much pain.”

“What’s wrong?” Lin asked, alarmed.

“My knee hurts. Please come back. I want to see you. I’m begging you.”

Tears seemed to soak the Alpha’s text.

“I’ll be right there,” Lin replied immediately, then turned to Yu Wenxi. “I’m sorry—I need to go.”

Yu Wenxi nodded. “Just… be careful with her.”

“I’m not stupid,” Lin said with a smile. “Gu Zhen may be twisted, but her feelings for me are real.”

Yu Wenxi wanted to say you’re just too kind, but Lin had already rushed off.

—

That evening, Yan Run called.

“Still out? Need me to come get you?”

Yu Wenxi smiled. “Sure. Let’s have hotpot tonight.”

—

Lin Chuyin arrived at Gu Zhen’s place to find it empty—she didn’t know the housekeeper had been sent abroad.

She ran to the bedroom and opened the door—Gu Zhen lay on the floor in silence.

Heart aching, Lin helped her up. “Why didn’t you get on the bed?”

“I was waiting to see you first,” Gu Zhen murmured.

Lin tucked her in. “It’s cold tonight. You’ll catch a chill.”

Gu Zhen hugged her waist. “But now that you’re here, I feel warm.”

Lin smiled helplessly. To her, Gu Zhen was like a little sister—she couldn’t help but spoil her.

“Can you stay with me?” Gu Zhen looked up, hopeful. “I’m cold.”

Lin hesitated, then nodded and climbed into bed.

Gu Zhen nestled against her.

“I’m sorry,” she whispered.

“For what?” Lin asked.

“For what I said about your friend. I don’t want you to hate me.” Gu Zhen said.

Lin stroked her hair. “Silly girl. I could never hate you. You’re too sweet.”

“Really?” The Alpha’s icy eyes softened. “You really like me?”

Lin nodded.

Then, suddenly—Gu Zhen kissed her.

Startled, Lin stared at the flushed Alpha.

“I’m sorry,” she stammered. “I just… I thought the way you liked me was that kind of like… so I… I—” Her eyes filled with tears. “I really like you, Lin-jie. I really, really do…”

The sobs caught Lin off guard. More than that, they pained her.

“A-Zhen,” she whispered, hugging her. “I like you too.”

“Really? That kind of like? Not just sisterly?”

Before she could answer, Gu Zhen kissed her again, this time deeper.

Then the Alpha gently pushed her down.

“Let me love you,” Gu Zhen pleaded. “I’ll make you happy.”

Lin didn’t know why she didn’t resist—only that if she did, it would hurt Gu Zhen even more.

—

That night, when Yan Run and Yu Wenxi reunited, the confusion still weighed heavily on Yan Run’s mind.

Even looking at Yu Wenxi, she couldn’t help but ask herself—

Were they all telling the truth?