After the Scummy Alpha Lost Her Memory, a Flirty Top Actress Set Her Sights on Her (GL) - Chapter 42

In the end, she had no choice but to handle it herself.

Yan Run lay limply across Yu Wenxi’s stomach, panting. “Why does it feel even more exhausting in the morning than at night?”

Yu Wenxi answered matter-of-factly, “Because we haven’t eaten yet.”

Yan Run thought about it and decided it made sense. Her gaze dropped to Yu Wenxi’s flat stomach, and she reached out to give it a gentle pat.

Since they were about to miss the Yu family’s breakfast hours, the two of them quickly freshened up and went downstairs.

Xun Yi had already reheated breakfast for them. He Yunzhi and Yu Huanzhu were still seated at the table, waiting for the two younger ones to arrive.

Yu Wenxi asked, “You haven’t eaten yet?”

He Yunzhi smiled. “We’ll eat together.”

Yu Wenxi felt a pang of guilt, but Yan Run, after greeting the two elders, went straight to helping herself.

She peeled a hard-boiled egg for Yu Wenxi, dipped it in the sauce, and said warmly, “Here, jie, eat. You burned so much energy this morning—you should have more.”

Standing off to the side, Xun Yi froze mid-motion, eyes wide.

Yu Wenxi also shot her a glare.

Realizing her blunder, Yan Run quickly shut up and took a long sip of soy milk.

He Yunzhi chuckled faintly. She, of course, wouldn’t mind having a great-grandchild, so such remarks didn’t bother her in the least.

Yu Wenxi didn’t always get to be on the receiving end of Yan Run’s care, so when she saw Yan Run’s cup was empty, she poured more soy milk for her—adding sugar this time.

Yu Huanzhu asked, “Xixi, any filming projects lined up lately?”

Yu Wenxi replied, “Liu Zhaoli got me a modern drama with a very famous director. I thought it’d be a good opportunity to work with him.”

Hearing that, Yan Run looked surprised. “Jie, you never told me about this.”

Yu Wenxi said honestly, “We were still in our cold war back then, so I didn’t tell you. Then I just… forgot.”

Yu Huanzhu said, “That’s important, but you two still have another task.”

The implication was clear—there needed to be a child.

Yu Wenxi pointed toward Yan Run. “She’s working hard on that.”

Xun Yi laughed quietly to herself. Yan Run didn’t know what to say. She was trying her best—injured and still wanting to be intimate with her jie.

So Yan Run patted her chest with bravado. “I’ll work hard!”

Anyone overhearing might think she meant studying hard—but in truth, she did need to study. After all, she didn’t even know how a permanent mark worked.

Which was why Yan Run went to ask Qin Zishu.

—— What? You and Yu Wenxi made up again?

—— Not only that, I got my memory back too.

—— ??? What’s that supposed to mean?

—— I’ll tell you later. And you are not allowed to say a single bad word about my wife, or I’ll cut ties with you!

Qin Zishu: “……”

—— Then what was with you going around with all those Omegas before?

—— That was just to make her jealous. We were only in a cold war. She actually loves me a lot.

Qin Zishu: “Love-sick fool.”

—— So, what do you want?

—— Next time you’re in a cold war, don’t come crying to me!!

Yan Run: Have you ever given someone a permanent mark?

Qin Zishu: “……”

—— I don’t have a kid—how would I have done that?!

So she was clueless too.

—— Didn’t I show you a video yesterday?

—— Oh… so you’re planning to do that with Yu Wenxi??

—— Girl, you’re bold.

Yan Run didn’t reply. She wondered if she should ask her father.

But male Alphas and female Alphas weren’t exactly the same, and he was her dad… she couldn’t exactly ask that.

So—who around here actually had a child?

—— Miss Ji, since you and Miss Wei plan on having kids, you should know how permanent marking works, right?

Yan Run’s sights shifted to Ji Zhiye.

—— ??

Ji Zhiye had just stepped out of the shower when she got the message, and it nearly made her drop her phone.

—— Why are you asking me that?

Too embarrassed to admit she didn’t know how, Yan Run lied: Just wondering how good your technique is.

Ji Zhiye: “……”

Was this a challenge? This sounded exactly like a challenge.

—— I don’t need you to judge my skills!!

Yan Run pressed her lips together, feeling like she’d accidentally made her mad.

—— Don’t be mad~ I’m sorry.

Ji Zhiye got goosebumps all over. What on earth was wrong with Yan Run? Had she lost her memory again?

No… that couldn’t be it. She hadn’t gotten hit in the head, right?

—— Don’t use that tone with me. Just say whatever you want to say.

—— Fine.

Yan Run decided it was better to just tell the truth.

—— How do you do a permanent mark?

When Ji Zhiye saw those words, she nearly laughed herself breathless, even sending Yan Run a mocking voice note.

—— Hahahahahahaha—

—— You seriously don’t know how?

—— Nope.

—— Hahahahahahahahahahaha—

Yan Run: “……”

She regretted coming to this woman already.

—— Alright, fine. Since you’re being sincere, I’ll tell you.

—— You bite down at an angle and inject your pheromones.

—— Isn’t that the method for a temporary mark?

—— I’m not done.

—— Then you also inject your fluids—

At that point, Yan Run wondered if she was suddenly illiterate.

—— Why don’t you just look it up online?

—— I can’t understand what I find online.

—— But you can understand me?

—— You’re way more blunt than Baidu—it makes sense instantly.

—— ??

Yan Run let out a sigh—this was going to be a big project.

A knock sounded at the door. Yu Wenxi walked in carrying two bowls of snow fungus porridge and handed one to Yan Run.

“You have a bowl too?” Yan Run asked, eyeing the porridge in Yu Wenxi’s hands.

Yu Wenxi nodded. “Snow fungus porridge is great for keeping your skin in good condition. Excellent for beauty care.”

Thinking about the tender moments they’d share tonight, Yan Run got distracted—and a spoonful of porridge slipped from her lips.

Yu Wenxi frowned slightly and reached out to dab at the spill on her clothes. “Honestly… how old are you, and you’re still this careless?”

Yan Run finished the porridge in one go, then smiled. “We don’t have anything planned for tonight, right?”

Yu Wenxi thought for a moment. “Doesn’t seem like it.”

Yan Run threw her a sultry wink. “Then tonight… hehehe—”

“Aren’t you tired?” Yu Wenxi’s concern was for a certain someone’s health.

“Don’t you want to?” Yan Run asked.

Yu Wenxi gave a helpless smile. “I’m just worried you might not be able to keep up.”

Yan Run spread her arms wide and swayed on the bed. “I think I’m in great shape—just… my head is still healing.”

Yu Wenxi thought to herself that this shameless Alpha really was something. But she couldn’t deny—it was quite the experience.

“Alright,” Yu Wenxi murmured, pressing her hands onto Yan Run’s body before sliding them to her shoulders and giving a slow, deliberate massage. Yan Run let out a satisfied hum, then quickly pulled Yu Wenxi toward her, bringing her on top. The rich scent of jasmine tea filled the air, instantly stirring the Alpha’s imagination.

Yu Wenxi sighed inwardly and tried to help Yan Run sit up, worried about her injuries. But Yan Run didn’t care in the least—she wrapped her arms around Yu Wenxi’s waist and planted several deep kisses on her lips.

Nibbling and licking, she drew soft, involuntary tremors from the Omega.

“Baby, gentle…” Yu Wenxi whispered, arms looped around Yan Run’s neck.

But Yan Run was like a wolf on the hunt—her movements only grew more intense at that alluring tone. She pushed Yu Wenxi down beneath her, peppering her cheeks with kisses and playful bites.

Yu Wenxi gave a breathy whimper, trapped in the Alpha’s arms. She sighed inwardly—so much for looking restrained; the more “abstinent” they seemed, the more uncontrollable they became once they started.

Unable to help herself, she patted the Alpha’s back and gasped softly, “I said… gentle.”

Her tone held a faint, teasing lilt, which to an Alpha was nothing short of provocation. Yan Run exhaled heatedly. “Jiejie… do you have any idea how enticing your voice is in my ear?”

Yu Wenxi’s gaze turned hazy, her clothes nearly torn apart by the Alpha’s impatience—until a knock at the door made the predatory Alpha freeze in place.

“Xixi, A-Yan, come out for a moment,” came Yu Qingyue’s voice from outside.

Yan Run stiffened—the visitor was none other than Yu Wenxi’s mother, her voice as cool as ever.

Seriously? She had to interrupt now, of all romantic nights?

Yu Wenxi replied with a soft “Mm,” then got dressed and patted Yan Run’s shoulder. “Come on, let’s go see what she wants.”

Yan Run pouted. Just like that, such a beautiful evening was ruined.

They followed Yu Wenxi into Yu Qingyue’s study, where Luo Wenting was already seated.

Luo Wenting, the picture of an elegant noblewoman, was wearing a long pale-blue nightgown. When she saw Yu Qingyue approach, she gently picked up a blazer and draped it over her shoulders, the very image of a devoted wife.

Yan Run remembered Yu Wenxi telling her that Yu Qingyue and Luo Wenting’s marriage had been arranged.

At first, they hadn’t loved each other, but after Yu Wenxi was born, their relationship had gained a measure of warmth. And now, seeing them together, their tacit understanding and the affection in their eyes were undeniable.

A sudden warmth bloomed in Yan Run’s heart—if she and Yu Wenxi grew old together, she’d make sure they were even more loving than this.

Yu Qingyue sat on the sofa and got straight to the point. “I’ve heard quite a few netizens say you’re… impotent. What exactly is that supposed to mean?”

Yu Qingyue never usually paid attention to baseless gossip, but the rumors had gotten so loud she’d overheard them from her assistant.

Yan Run blinked—This was why she had called them here?

Yu Wenxi, who’d been smiling just moments ago, now had a blank expression. “Mother, what are you talking about? She’s perfectly fine.”

“Really?” Yu Qingyue pressed.

Yan Run nodded seriously. “My body is perfectly healthy—there’s no such problem.”

“Then why are people online saying otherwise?”

Luo Wenting chuckled. “Haven’t I told you? The internet is full of lies. You shouldn’t be summoning them over for something like this—how would strangers know about such a private matter?”

Yu Qingyue, in truth, had also heard about Yan Run once bringing several Omegas to a hotel. But since Yu Wenxi had insisted on marrying her and believed she wasn’t at fault, Yu Qingyue had let it go.

Besides, she wanted to work with the Yan family, so she had turned a blind eye. Still, if Yan Run truly couldn’t have children, the Yu family’s only daughter would leave them without an heir.

She coughed lightly. “Regardless, you should both go to the hospital for a checkup. If you’d had a premarital exam, there wouldn’t be so much gossip now.”

Yan Run froze—she wasn’t sick, so why should she go to the hospital?

“Mother, please trust me. I’m perfectly healthy—there’s nothing wrong with me.” Yan Run said.

“How would I know that for sure?” Yu Qingyue asked.

“…Fair point,” Yan Run muttered under her breath.

Luo Wenting patted her wife’s shoulder. “You’re making the poor girl blush—ease up a little.”

Yu Qingyue huffed in a prideful tone.

That little sound reminded Yan Run of Gu Zhen.

Yu Wenxi sighed. “Fine, we’ll do the checkup—at least it’ll shut those people up.”

Yan Run still looked reluctant. “But I really don’t have any problem. I could totally get Jiejie pregnant—she even says I’m amazing.”

At that, Yu Wenxi’s cheeks tinged pink.

Yu Qingyue and Luo Wenting both caught it. Luo Wenting coughed and gave her wife a look, as if to scold her for barging in earlier and making this awkward.

Yu Qingyue gave an embarrassed smile. “Alright, alright, you can go now. We’ll talk about this later. Still… it really wouldn’t look good if the Yu family had no descendants.”

Yu Wenxi’s expression darkened. “So if Yan Run really couldn’t have children, you’d force us to divorce?”

“Of course not,” Luo Wenting said quickly. “Don’t misunderstand—of course it’s good if the Yu family has heirs, but if not, there’s nothing we can do. Your mother’s just looking for the best outcome.”

Yu Wenxi lowered her head. “Mm.”

Yan Run slipped an arm around her and led her out.

“I’m so mad,” Yan Run grumbled once they were back in the bedroom. “They actually think I’m infertile.”

“Maybe it’s just reverse psychology,” Yu Wenxi teased.

Yan Run shot her a look. “Some reverse psychology—this is straight-up insulting.”

Yu Wenxi laughed softly. “I think you’re doing great right now… and you’ve been performing especially well.”