Becoming the Comfort Alpha for the Aloof Movie Queen - Chapter 57

The broken gasps rippled outward like waves.

Ming Tanqing didn’t know whether to laugh or cry. The gloom that had hung over her for the past two days vanished miraculously, replaced by a sense of ease brought on by the cheeky little cards before her.

“Where did you learn this?”

Standing at the hotel door, Liang Ruojing’s brain seemed to sharpen significantly. “Can I come in and talk?”

Ming Tanqing showed mercy. “Come in.”

Only then did Liang Ruojing’s racing heart settle slightly. As she caught the rich scent of lilies inside the room, her face gradually flushed a healthy red.

After Ming-jie’s re-differentiation, their compatibility seemed even higher.

Ming Tanqing gathered all the slips of paper, her slender fingers closing around them before placing them on the coffee table.

“I learned it from my mom,” Liang Ruojing suddenly spoke, meeting the Omega’s gaze before continuing. “When my mom gets angry, she doesn’t like to talk to anyone, and she won’t answer the phone. When I was little, she would make me deliver messages. Later, when I didn’t want to do it anymore, she started using cards.”

Ming Tanqing fell into deep thought for a few seconds, the living room lights casting fan-shaped shadows across her face.

“Your parents have a very good relationship.”

Liang Ruojing’s resume was clear: she was a child of a traditional AO family. Her parents had high compatibility, matched social status, and had grown up together as childhood sweethearts.

Ming Tanqing wasn’t surprised that she came from a happy home; only an environment filled with love could raise a child like Liang Ruojing.

As the air seemed to grow cold, Liang Ruojing quickly changed the subject.

“Tanqing-jie, Sister Tang told me everything. I’m sorry for making you worry. I really wasn’t angry.”

Ming Tanqing sat on the edge of the bed, her eyelashes lifting slightly as she glanced at her.

Liang Ruojing became fidgety. “Okay, maybe I was a little angry. You treat yourself too poorly.”

“This whole thing started because of me,” Ming Tanqing looked up, the light falling on her features like moonlight hitting a valley—elegant and moving. “It has nothing to do with you.”

“How can it have nothing to do with me!”

Liang Ruojing stepped forward to hug her. Caught off guard, Ming Tanqing was shielded by Liang Ruojing as they both tumbled into the soft bedding.

“Everything I did was voluntary. It wasn’t ‘accommodating’ you, and it wasn’t being ‘dragged down’ by you.”

The cool, aloof persona she had struggled to maintain for a day and a half shattered completely. Liang Ruojing pressed against Ming Tanqing, wishing she could carve out her heart to prove her sincerity. “Ming-jie, you are too good to me.”

“But…”

Liang Ruojing’s heart melted like honey, her face pressed against the Omega’s neck. “Why didn’t you just tell me?”

She had been rehearsing her words all day. Even more direct questions were on the tip of her tongue: Do you still want me? Do you still need me? Do you… like me?

…She didn’t say them, fearing her emotions would become a burden to Ming Tanqing.

Liang Ruojing did not want to see sorrow on that face ever again.

“Ruojing…”

Ming Tanqing raised her hand, momentarily unsure where to place it.

It was the Alpha who reached up, grasping her wrist and placing her hand against her own face with a gentle but undeniable strength.

“Tanqing-jie,” Liang Ruojing said pitifully, “don’t push me away.”

Ming Tanqing’s fingertips twitched slightly. For a moment, she thought she heard the sound of the ice within her heart melting.

Liang Ruojing’s gaze didn’t waver for an instant, capturing that flash of hesitation and pressing her advantage.

The Alpha’s pheromones became an ally, leaking from her gland and draping over the Omega beneath her like a mesh veil.

The crisp scent of peppermint was pervasive, climbing over snow-white skin, penetrating the nightgown, and coaxing out the lily fragrance laden with nectar.

A faint pink hue rose at the corners of those cool eyes, as if she had just been crying.

Liang Ruojing watched, mesmerized, drawing closer and closer amidst the overwhelming scent of lilies.

Like a butterfly chasing a flower, she wanted to gather a bit of honey.

But she was blocked by the back of a hand.

Despite her face being completely red, the Omega frowned, putting on a stern expression as she commanded, “Withdraw your pheromones. I just finished bathing.”

…So desirable.

Liang Ruojing complied and moved off the Omega.

Ming Tanqing propped herself up. Under the cool white light, her bare neck and shoulders looked incredibly graceful.

She gave the Alpha a silent glance, said nothing, and burrowed into the covers to sleep.

She only took up one side.

The same position they used to occupy when they slept in each other’s arms.

Liang Ruojing’s heart skipped a beat. She decisively lifted the quilt and crawled in.

Ming Tanqing was amused by the commotion behind her. Just as she was about to speak, a “furnace” suddenly pressed against her back, and an arm hooked around her waist, pulling her backward.

“Let go.”

Instead, Liang Ruojing held her tighter, feeling the smooth skin where they touched gradually take on her temperature.

It was a wondrous feeling, like melting a drift of snow in her palms.

Ming Tanqing had long known the disparity in their strength. She didn’t struggle, instead trying to pry Liang Ruojing’s fingers away.

The moment she gained some distance, the clingy “dog” pressed against her again, inching her toward the edge of the bed bit by bit.

“Tanqing-jie, stop moving, or you’ll fall off.”

The culprit feigned innocence. Ming Tanqing turned over in annoyance, but before she could scold her, her lips were kissed by Liang Ruojing.

It was premeditated.

The Omega’s head was cradled in the Alpha’s hand. Liang Ruojing didn’t speak, focusing entirely on rubbing against those soft lips, their tongues entwining.

Memories from not long ago came rushing back. For two people with such high compatibility, this was a taste they couldn’t get enough of.

Ming Tanqing tilted her head back, once again allowing herself to indulge in Liang Ruojing’s abandon.

Broken gasps rippled outward like waves, their voices trembling, enough to make one’s bones go soft.

When the kiss ended, Ming Tanqing raised a hand against Liang Ruojing’s chest. “Enough… that’s enough…”

Liang Ruojing quieted down. In her silence, the natural vibrancy of her features emerged, her aura inexplicably striking.

“Okay,” Liang Ruojing released her pheromones, letting them linger faintly around them. “Let’s sleep.”

A night of good dreams.

The newly formed gland had a higher demand for Alpha pheromones. Having soaked them up all night, the feverish heat in the gland had dissipated significantly by the next morning.

The flight was at 9:00 AM.

The assistant had already packed the luggage. Ming Tanqing stood before the wardrobe changing clothes.

A dark blue velvet mermaid skirt fell into place, cutting off the Alpha’s burning gaze.

Liang Ruojing suddenly asked, “Did you apply the medicine?”

“Dr. Fang helped me apply it yesterday during the check-up.”

“Not the gland.”

She had actually helped apply it once that night. It had been badly swollen, especially the part she had bitten; it wouldn’t even retract.

“My wrists are sore too…” Noticing Ming Tanqing’s murderous aura, Liang Ruojing added weakly.

The Omega shot her a sharp look. “It would be for the best if they broke.”

At this, Liang Ruojing was certain Ming Tanqing was no longer angry with her.

As the departure time neared, Ming Tanqing received a call asking about her progress.

“I’m all packed. Remember to coordinate with the magazine in advance.”

After hanging up, she saw Liang Ruojing leaning on the table watching her, murmuring, “I really wish you could stay a bit longer.”

Liang Ruojing was filming the final scene of the entire series this afternoon.

Afterward, there would be a small wrap-party—not a grand celebration, just a meal for the remaining crew members.

Ming Tanqing felt regretful too, but there was no choice; her schedule was full.

“I have an appointment today. As soon as I land in Yanjing, I have to go shoot for a magazine. The slot was confirmed half a month ago and can’t be changed.”

She expected Liang Ruojing to be mopey for a while, but to her surprise, the Alpha stood up and gave her a fleeting peck on the lips.

Liang Ruojing was overjoyed.

“Ming-jie, you actually explained it to me! You’re so wonderful!”

Ming Tanqing smiled.

The assistant soon arrived at the hotel, and the doorbell rang in the foyer.

Liang Ruojing helped pull the suitcase to the door.

Ming Tanqing remembered something and reminded her, “Dr. Fang is at Huafeng. Remember to visit her after you finish. Some things are clearer when she explains them. I’ll send you the address later.”

Liang Ruojing nodded, her heart overflowing with reluctance. She opened her arms for one last hug.

Ming Tanqing raised her hands and lightly patted the Alpha’s back.

Liang Ruojing’s whisper sounded in her ear—soft words containing the deepest longing.

“Tanqing-jie, don’t be disappointed in me.”

Ming Tanqing wanted to say those same words to Liang Ruojing.

Heaven smiled upon them; after seven consecutive days of heavy snow in Huafeng, it finally cleared up on the twenty-ninth day of the lunar month. The sky was vast and blue, dotted with leisurely white clouds.

The crew was working intensely, making full preparations for the final scene in Huafeng.

The location was the park where Ming Tanqing had once guided her into her character.

Because it was so cold, the fountain in the center of the park had stopped, but the camphor trees on both sides remained lush and green.

The dense canopy couldn’t hide the clear blue sky. Liang Ruojing looked up just as a plane flew overhead, leaving behind a snowy white contrail.

With no way to express her rambling thoughts, the script supervisor came forward to inform her she could take her position.

The final shot was a solo scene for Liang Ruojing.

After having experienced so much, Han Jiahe was no longer the brash newcomer she was at the start. She had become taciturn, always carrying Sun Ying’s lighter in her pocket.

She now knew the truth behind her mother’s death, and the true culprit had been sent to prison, but those who had passed away would never return.

It seemed as though everything had lost its meaning…

The sunlight was brilliant, but it felt cold as it fell on Han Jiahe.

Liang Ruojing pulled the lighter from her pocket, held a cigarette between her fingers, and with trembling hands, lit it and took a long drag.

A cold wind blew, and hazy smoke covered most of her face. What looked like tears seemed to flow from her eyes.

The camera pulled back, the shot transitioning from a close-up to a medium shot, then to a wide shot, until her features could no longer be seen clearly and those two streaks of tears became elusive.

The series concluded as the ending theme faded in.

Liang Ruojing’s parts were finished.

The filming of Seeking Revenge in Huafeng was also over.

“Clap, clap.”

Starting with Lin Xiuzhu, the set erupted into thunderous applause, as deafening as firecrackers.

Liang Ruojing extinguished the cigarette and responded to the cheers with a smile.

Her heart was still shrouded in immense sadness and desolation.

An overly restrained emotion affected her state more than a good cry would have.

Liang Ruojing was glad that the scene where Sun Ying exited the show hadn’t been filmed in Huafeng; with her current abilities, she didn’t know how long she would have been trapped in that character.

Lin Xiuzhu stood in a corner, smoking one cigarette after another.

Liang Ruojing looked at her from a distance. As the cold wind brushed her face, the conflict between illusion and reality tugged at her heart.

Until Huahua handed her a bouquet.

“Sister Jing, Gu Jinghe gave this to me just now. She said it was delivered from a flower shop.”

Glory roses paired with bright yellow tulips, accented with dried purple statice—it was a dazzling orange, like holding a handful of sunshine in her arms.

Liang Ruojing’s brow twitched as she took the flowers.

“Oh, and there’s a card.”

Huahua handed over the card.

Can you forgive me?

YES OR YES

Both boxes below were checked.

Lin Xiuzhu didn’t attend the celebration banquet that evening. Technically, it wasn’t the final wrap-up; after the Spring Festival holiday in March next year, they would head into the mountains to film the remaining parts of Seeking Revenge.

Liang Ruojing once again utilized her social skills, holding up her phone to take photos with all the actors present.

Because she had to see Fang Zeizhi later, she didn’t drink much, but her head still felt a bit heavy—swimming with the joy of finishing work.

On the way to the hotel where Fang Zeizhi was staying, Liang Ruojing began editing a Weibo post. When selecting photos, she felt a pang of regret.

On the day Ming Tanqing finished her scenes, she hadn’t gone to take a photo together, and she had no chance today either.

Tang Yuecen was beside her and took the opportunity to remind her, “Don’t post anything related to Ming Tanqing. The heat has just died down.”

“I know,” Liang Ruojing muttered, very calculatedly placing the photo of her holding the orange bouquet in the center of the nine-grid layout.

As if afraid people wouldn’t notice, the card was positioned facing the camera directly.

The moment the post went live, fans started liking it. Liang Ruojing held her phone, interacting with the actors who shared her post, while also glancing at the comments section.

Can you ***? Who can see the blurred words clearly!

Probably some internal crew slang. Whatever, I’m just here to look at her face first.

This Alpha’s visual level is actually still rising. She has even more charm than in her last drama. Looking forward to Prosecutor Han!

Xiao Jing, this bouquet is so beautiful, especially perfect for winter

Liang Ruojing gave that comment a like.

She arrived at the hotel exactly at 8:00 PM. Fang Zeizhi was also heading to the airport soon, so she arranged to meet Liang Ruojing in the internal cafe—it offered good privacy and no fear of paparazzi.

“Xiao Liang,” Fang Zeizhi smiled, “long time no see.”

Liang Ruojing exchanged some pleasantries before asking, “Ming-jie said you specifically wanted to see me. Is there still a problem with her gland?”

“Her gland development is very good,” Fang Zeizhi paused, her expression slightly apologetic. “I originally intended to notify you about the re-differentiation in advance, but when Tanqing had her last check-up, it was only at 56%, quite far from the threshold.”

“I thought since you two had little contact, the progress would be slow, so I didn’t say anything. It’s a good thing you called me.”

Liang Ruojing acknowledged this. “Will there be similar situations in the future?”

Fang Zeizhi thought for a few seconds. “I can’t fully predict the situation. Glands are too complex; modern medicine still hasn’t fully mastered them.”

“What is certain is that Tanqing will have an exceptionally intense heat period coming up to help her release the accumulated pheromones.”

The tips of Liang Ruojing’s ears turned red.

An Omega’s heat cycle is usually 1-2 months. She hadn’t been thinking about it intentionally, but having it brought up so directly made her a bit shy.

Seeing her expression, Fang Zeizhi laughed.

“No need to be nervous, there will be signs. Actually, your pheromones could be used for artificial intervention, but Tanqing’s gland is fragile, so it’s better to let nature take its course.”

Liang Ruojing hesitated. “Then what should we do… after that?”

Since it was almost time for her flight, Fang Zeizhi checked her watch and said, “Tanqing can now release a small number of pheromones on her own, but the amount is too low. She still needs you to help her regulate them.”

“However, the frequency can be appropriately reduced. Her gland will slowly repair itself.”

Liang Ruojing suppressed the disappointment in her heart and nodded.

Fang Zeizhi stood up. “Xiao Liang, I need to get to the airport. Contact me again if anything comes up.”

“Okay.” Liang Ruojing followed her out and saw Fang Zeizhi to a taxi.

“Oh,” just as she was about to get in, Fang Zeizhi held the car door and looked at the Alpha by the roadside. “I forgot something. Come here.”

“What is it?” Liang Ruojing quickly stepped forward.

“You! How can you be so lacking in tenderness!”

Remembering the “tragic” state she had seen, Fang Zeizhi couldn’t help but feel a bit angry.

“Look at how you bit that Omega’s gland!”

“Didn’t your middle school biology teacher teach you? That area is very sensitive and fragile!”

Liang Ruojing stood up straight, obediently taking the scolding.

“I promise to be careful from now on.”

Fang Zeizhi sighed helplessly, adding one final thing:

“Do you have any idea? Tanqing was crying from the pain when I was applying the medicine.”