Becoming the Comfort Alpha for the Aloof Movie Queen - Chapter 11

Sharing the pleasure and satisfaction of intertwined pheromones.

Liang Ruojing woke up from her sleep. Once her hangover cleared, she realized where she had spent the night.

This was Ming Tanqing’s room.

On the solid wood coffee table, the magazine Ming Tanqing had been browsing the night before was still there, turned face down—proof that none of this was Liang Ruojing’s hallucination.

Ming Tanqing had booked the highest-standard suite, and the accompanying services were impeccable.

A few minutes later, a hotel staff member knocked on the door.

Liang Ruojing got out of bed and threw on a bathrobe before heading out. Upon seeing her, the staff member greeted her and arranged the breakfast items from the dining cart onto the coffee table one by one.

The clothes Liang Ruojing had changed out of the previous night had also been washed and ironed, emitting a faint, clean scent of laundry detergent. The pungent smell of mixed alcohol and the elegant scent of lilies had both vanished.

After finishing breakfast, Liang Ruojing sat in the room for a while. The haze accompanying the hangover was difficult to dispel quickly. If she didn’t have a scheduled appearance that afternoon, she truly would have wanted to sleep the entire day away.

She habitually opened Weibo and discovered that her private messages were exceptionally numerous today, with notifications popping up incessantly.

Had the leaked photos from the commercial shoot a few days ago come out? Or was it pre-event hype for this afternoon’s activity?

Liang Ruojing clicked in and saw the hot search topic.

Ming Tanqing’s Following List

It was followed by a blood-red “EXPLOSIVE” tag.

Her private messages were full of fans tagging her: Boss! You were followed by Film Queen Ming!

Liang Ruojing’s heart began to beat violently, exactly as it had when Ming Tanqing caught her as she was about to fall the night before.

Opening her following list, the person at the very top was undoubtedly Ming Tanqing. It was the real deal.

Clicking into Ming Tanqing’s homepage, she realized that the modern idol drama Liang Ruojing had finished filming a few months ago had begun its promotion.

In it, Liang Ruojing played a supporting Alpha character—a lawyer who deeply loved the Omega female lead. The role had few scenes but high popularity, which had even sparked heat for her “heretical” CP (pairing) with the female lead.

Now that the new series was online, the director had specifically mentioned several lead actors on his personal blog and posted a fan-edited video.

Ming Tanqing had reposted that video.

Commercial mutual-praise is common in the entertainment industry, but Ming Tanqing rarely participated, making this instance exceptionally precious.

Liang Ruojing checked Ming Tanqing’s following list and found that she hadn’t followed everyone. There were only three people: the female lead Ren Wanying, the director, and Liang Ruojing herself.

Holding her phone, Liang Ruojing collapsed onto the sofa, secretly delighted. She felt like an elementary school student who had just received attention from her favorite teacher; she could be happy all day.

This was the scene Tang Yuecen walked in on. Her artist was clutching her phone, grinning foolishly. She looked a bit dim-witted, nothing like the cool, wife-protecting lawyer with overflowing Alpha aura from the drama.

Tang Yuecen: “Ming Tanqing followed you. If you have the chance to meet privately later, remember to thank her.”

Liang Ruojing sat up, feeling a bit guilty. After much consideration, she recounted the incident at the dinner where Ming Tanqing helped her out of the forced drinking situation.

Tang Yuecen’s eyebrows hadn’t relaxed since hearing the words “forced drinking.” She muttered a few words under her breath, viciously but quietly.

The voice was too soft for Liang Ruojing to hear clearly. “Sister Tang?”

Tang Yuecen looked around: “So, Ming Tanqing let you stay in this room?”

Liang Ruojing nodded. She had experienced too much recently, and keeping it bottled up was too suffocating. After filtering her thoughts, she shared a few details with Tang Yuecen.

Speaking of what happened last night, Liang Ruojing couldn’t help but smile: “Sister Ming is truly a good person. She’s especially gentle and has no ego at all.”

Tang Yuecen took out the casual clothes she had brought for Liang Ruojing: “You’ve liked her since middle school; it’s normal to have an idol filter.”

Liang Ruojing was somewhat unconvinced: “Sister Ming is different. She is the most special one.”

Tang Yuecen laughed: “Your heart is moved again.”

“No!” Liang Ruojing denied quickly. “I’m just a fan…” As she said this, she had zero confidence.

And a friend, she added silently to herself.

Qin Wei was right; Liang Ruojing did have an appearance today, requiring her to travel to another city for an event.

Although it was a private itinerary, fans were still waiting at the airport. Liang Ruojing looked over and found not only her own support banners but also those for the CP.

The CP fans were ecstatic: “Lawyer Liang, look over here! You and Ren (Baby Ren) are so sweet together!”

Liang Ruojing paused for a moment. That split second of eye contact was captured by the fansite photographers.

“Well, you’ll be able to see the marketing account videos tonight—” After boarding the plane, Tang Yuecen teased her. “’Family, who understands this? Liang-Ren is real! Even with so many people at the airport, she still spotted their support banner in one glance~’”

Liang Ruojing had a headache.

Tang Yuecen: “It’s fine. During the broadcast period, we have to cooperate with the CP hype anyway. When you go to audition for Director Lin’s play, that one has no official romance.”

Liang Ruojing’s headache worsened. She slid down in her seat and closed her eyes, preparing to catch up on sleep.

Tang Yuecen had one last question. “That white suit—did President Qin give it to you? The tailoring and fabric… you can’t get that for less than five figures. You even have to book the tailor in advance. It’s a good thing that President Qin cares about you this much.”

Liang Ruojing’s heart skipped a beat.

What if the person who truly cared about her was someone else?

Tang Yuecen saw Liang Ruojing nod.

“It was President Qin.”

The day of the treatment finally arrived.

Tang Yuecen, seeing that Liang Ruojing had been under a lot of pressure lately, wanted to take her out for hotpot in the evening.

Liang Ruojing flipped through her script calmly: “There’s something at home. I need to go back at noon and will eat dinner there as well.”

Tang Yuecen wasn’t suspicious; she knew Liang Ruojing had a good relationship with her family. Last Spring Festival, Tang Yuecen had visited Liang Ruojing’s home and gotten along well with both parents.

“Alright, give them my regards.”

When Tang Yuecen was about to leave, Liang Ruojing went to see her off. The sunlight in the corridor streamed in. Liang Ruojing waited for the elevator with her arms crossed, her face full of worry.

Tang Yuecen felt bad for her, sighed, and comforted her: “Do your best and leave the rest to fate.”

Liang Ruojing’s brow remained furrowed; she didn’t take the words to heart at all. She had always believed that human effort could change things.

After lunch, the car sent by the Ming family to pick up Liang Ruojing arrived. While packing her bag, Liang Ruojing hesitated for a few seconds before stuffing the script inside as well.

He Jing had said she could ask Ming Tanqing for acting advice. She harbored a hope in her heart that she herself hadn’t even fully realized.

Liang Ruojing entered the main building of the Ming estate with a heavy heart. A servant was waiting in the living room: “Miss Liang, Dr. Fang and the Mistress are busy. I will take you to them.”

Liang Ruojing nodded and followed behind the servant.

As she stepped out of the side door of the main building, a sudden gust of wind blew. The wind from afar swept across the vast field of flowers, and Liang Ruojing was suddenly met with the head-on, rich, and intense fragrance of lilies—it was like an embrace.

The heaviness pressing on her heart dissipated slightly. Liang Ruojing took a deep breath, letting the scent of lilies fill her chest.

It was the same isolation room as the last treatment. Fang Zezhi and Ming Tanqing were already waiting.

Entering the room, Liang Ruojing first saw Ming Tanqing sitting by the window. Ming Tanqing loved wearing white; she had superior features, and the simpler and more elegant the colors, the more they brought out her innate ethereal aura.

She and Liang Ruojing possessed two entirely different types of beauty, yet they looked inexplicably harmonious sitting together.

This time, Fang Zezhi also placed sensor patches on the back of Liang Ruojing’s neck.

“I need to detect the pheromone concentrations of both of you.”

Fang Zezhi turned and specifically instructed Liang Ruojing: “You can release more pheromones this time. We need to detect a peak value. I will call for a stop when the time comes. If I don’t, keep going.”

The memories flooded back. Liang Ruojing couldn’t help but remember her reaction during the treatment last week. An Omega’s pheromones were truly difficult to resist.

Ming Tanqing sat with her back straight. She was wearing a gauze dress today, with layers of folds at the waist outlining a supple and lithe figure.

Liang Ruojing silently withdrew her gaze. She thought to herself that things were already quite intense.

Fang Zezhi adjusted the equipment: “Begin.”

Liang Ruojing concentrated. Learning from her previous lesson, she first released a wisp of pheromones, intending to take it slow.

It is said that the more compatible an Alpha and Omega are, the more they can taste the different layers of each other’s pheromones.

For Ming Tanqing, she first smelled a cool scent of mint. It was like a torrential rain on a parching summer day; this coolness carried a sense of aggression—once it targeted its object, it would surround you like a storm.

Ming Tanqing’s entire sense of smell was occupied by the Alpha. At this moment, she began to taste the intensity of alcohol, which did not hide the possessiveness of an S-class Alpha. It wanted you, and only you.

A tingling sensation rose from her coccyx. Ming Tanqing took a breath, and her waist instantly went soft.

The lily fragrance deep within her flesh was instantly forced out, betraying its owner’s will to excitedly blend with the Alpha’s scent.

The language of pheromones is the most direct language of all.

Ming Tanqing’s pheromones liked Liang Ruojing’s pheromones—they liked them very much.

Pheromones and their owner are one; their feelings are shared.

Liang Ruojing’s entire mind was also occupied by the scent of lilies. She shared the pleasure and satisfaction of the pheromones. It felt as if a piece of her heart had been naturally empty since birth, and Liang Ruojing had lived for twenty-three years with that void.

Until today, it was finally filled. Some things, once possessed, you never want to let go of.

Every cell in the Alpha’s body was telling her: Mark her! You need this, Omega!

Liang Ruojing bit her lip. Since Fang Zezhi hadn’t spoken yet, she could only endure. Until the taste of blood spread in her mouth, Liang Ruojing caught a glimpse of someone standing up from the corner of her eye.

It was Ming Tanqing.

Her silk-like black hair fell, and Liang Ruojing couldn’t see her expression. She couldn’t even imagine it; she only presupposed that Ming Tanqing remained in her usual state—like the bright, distant moon.

Ming Tanqing couldn’t stand steadily and leaned against the chair.

“Fang…”

A sound escaped her lips, but Ming Tanqing bit her lip and forced it back down. She wanted to leave. She couldn’t stay any longer.

Her entire bloodline had been ignited by the Alpha. Ming Tanqing didn’t know how to deal with the abnormality of her body; she was not herself, and all her senses were being controlled by the Alpha’s pheromones.

Before falling ill, Ming Tanqing had spent her heat cycles relying on suppressants. She disliked contact with Alphas and felt it was unnecessary. The heat cycles she had once successfully evaded were now returning a hundred times more intensely.

Ming Tanqing was too unfamiliar with all of this. The pheromones accumulated in her body were once again being released. It felt wonderful, but this wonderful feeling was about to swallow her whole.

“Tanqing! Where are you going?” Fang Zezhi saw Ming Tanqing get up and hurried to stop her.

The instruments showed that the pheromone concentrations of both women were approaching the levels of a heat cycle. Under such circumstances, it was absolutely impossible for an Omega to walk on her own.

It was too late. Ming Tanqing’s body swayed, and she fell into a warm embrace.

Liang Ruojing held Ming Tanqing, her hands awkwardly unsure of where to go. In her panic, she rested them on Ming Tanqing’s waist.

The Alpha’s palms were scorching, the temperature searing Ming Tanqing through the thin fabric.

“Ngh…”

Ming Tanqing couldn’t suppress it and let out a soft moan.

Her originally cold voice was now tinged with a seductive charm, the end of the sound rising like a little feather hooking into one’s soul.

Liang Ruojing’s brain went blank in an instant.

Ming Tanqing’s body was soft. Fearing she would fall, Liang Ruojing held her steadily.

“Sister Ming…”

“I… am going back.”

Ming Tanqing lifted her head.

Liang Ruojing saw what she looked like now.