Becoming the Comfort Alpha for the Aloof Movie Queen - Chapter 63

She was the first one to ever move in.

Tang Yuecen heard movement in the dressing room and lifted the curtain to check inside. At that sight, she froze instantly. A wave of nameless fury surged within her.

The Alpha’s back was smooth, lean but not thin, with flowing muscle lines that held a sense of healthy power. But at this moment, it was crisscrossed with scratch marks—most had already scabbed over, ranging in shades of pink. Anyone could tell where they came from.

Her long hair felt scattered, half-concealing them, making the scene even more suggestive.

“Liang Ruojing!” Tang Yuecen’s gaze was sharp enough to kill. She lowered her voice and hissed through gritted teeth, “Can you two show some restraint!”

Liang Ruojing suddenly didn’t dare to speak.

Was it too much?

It was just moving from behind to face-to-face. Then from the bed to the desk.

Sister Ming couldn’t stand steadily; she found lying on the desk uncomfortable, so Liang Ruojing held her. Perhaps she used too much force, and the Omega bit her shoulder.

As for the scratches on her back… those were from Ming Tanqing grabbing her in the bathroom. That was all. It didn’t seem like it was “too much.”

Tang Yuecen watched in despair as Liang Ruojing sank into her memories.

Xiao Xing was even more shocked: “Sister Jing, do you have a partner?”

Tang Yuecen folded her arms and sneered, “No, your Sister Jing is just too enthusiastic. Helping treat an illness all the way to the bed.”

Fortunately, they had back-ups for the offline event.

After five minutes of a “moral education” lecture from Tang Yuecen in the dressing room, Liang Ruojing finally changed into another gown. It was still pure black, sleeveless, with a high slit and form-fitting fabric. Liang Ruojing was tall with long legs; the glimpse of her snowy-white skin as she walked created a powerful visual impact.

The makeup artist leaned over to add a final touch: a beauty mark under the Alpha’s eye. “So handsome and beautiful! You’ll enchant a whole crowd of Omegas!”

Liang Ruojing looked up, meeting her own gaze in the mirror. Her features were deep, and her aura was glamorous without being coy. Even with red lips, her S-class Alpha presence dominated everything, carrying a natural sense of pressure.

However, the moment she opened her mouth, her true nature was revealed.

“Wow! Really?”

Liang Ruojing quickly turned around and asked Tang Yuecen to help her take promotional photos—some for Weibo and some for—

Whoosh.

The photo was sent. The phone screen stayed on her chat with Ming Tanqing.

Liang Ruojing: Sister Tanqing, what are you doing? I’m at the International Trade Center today.

Attached was a very affected, posed photo.

The “peacock” failed to show off its feathers. Ming Tanqing didn’t reply.

Liang Ruojing felt a slight sense of defeat. Didn’t you say I’d enchant a crowd of Omegas? Why is the one I want to enchant giving no reaction?

Maybe Sister Ming didn’t see it.

Liang Ruojing coaxed herself back into a good mood and stepped out of the lounge, once again the bright and charming top-tier starlet.

The venue was packed. The event was on the first floor, but people were standing all the way up to the fourth floor. Most were Liang Ruojing’s fans; support banners and promotional materials were everywhere.

Amidst a wave of cheers, Liang Ruojing appeared with a microphone. She smiled slightly, greeting the host and waving to the fans below. The wall of sound around her was almost deafening.

“So beautiful! Liang Ruojing, I love you!” “Jing! Mommy doesn’t allow you to wear this!!!”

YC’s spring line was always the highlight of the year. Pre-sales opened in late January, and by the offline event in early March, the first round was completely sold out, breaking multiple records. The brand was extremely satisfied with Liang Ruojing, and today’s event was full of sincerity. Near the end, they even arranged a fan meet-and-greet.

After it ended, Liang Ruojing went back to the lounge to remove her makeup and change. The table was covered with gifts from fans. Several assistants were registering them—keeping the inexpensive ones and returning the rest.

Liang Ruojing leaned over the table, playing with a lightweight clay figure. A fan had molded it into the image of Han Jiahe; it was cute and “moe.”

Halfway through, Tang Yuecen came over to pack the figure and other gifts into a box. There had been a big scandal in the industry about fans hiding trackers in plush toys. Tang Yuecen was cautious; all gifts were kept at the company.

Someone from the organizers called Tang Yuecen out to discuss publicity. The assistants went to move things, leaving Liang Ruojing alone in the lounge, scrolling through her phone out of boredom.

Unexpectedly, Ming Tanqing had replied.

Xiao Tan: The makeup artist is quite skilled.

The silly dog has been made to look like its owner.

Liang Ruojing laughed instantly, curling up in her chair to type.

Liang Ruojing: Sister Tanqing, don’t you think I’m naturally beautiful?

Liang Ruojing: Pity Pity

The other side seemed stumped; the status bar kept flickering.

Xiao Tan: Don’t act cute.

Liang Ruojing: Heartbroken Heartbroken

A minute later.

Xiao Tan: The gown suits you well.

Her heart is so soft!

Liang Ruojing couldn’t control the corners of her mouth:

Liang Ruojing: Then I’ll wear it for you later.

Ming Tanqing changed the subject, asking about her rut. Under the influence of the Omega’s pheromones, Liang Ruojing’s rut was vastly different from before. In the past, having never marked an O, she could get through it with suppressants as if nothing was wrong.

But in the last two months, they had been doing temporary markings every three days. Her glands had long ago memorized the intoxicating lily scent, and during her rut, she only craved those pheromones more.

Last time, Ming Tanqing used her personal clothes and isolation patches to help Liang Ruojing through it. Liang Ruojing thought this time would probably be the same.

As she was typing, she caught a glimpse of a strange figure approaching out of the corner of her eye. They wore a gray hoodie and black pants, with a duck-bill cap pressed low, hiding their face. Such an outfit made it easy to blend into a crowd.

Liang Ruojing saw the ID badge around their neck and said politely, “Is there something I can help you with? For business matters, please find my manager.”

The person stood silently, saying nothing.

Liang Ruojing’s smile vanished, and she put her phone away. The atmosphere suddenly became tense. Just as she was about to press further, the door opened from the outside; Tang Yuecen was back.

“It’s over! Let’s head back to the company!”

The person flinched violently and slinked away.

On the way to the company, Liang Ruojing mentioned the encounter to Tang Yuecen. Tang Yuecen pushed up her glasses, her expression serious. “It could have been a staff member, but it’s more likely a sasaeng (obsessive fan).”

When Liang Ruojing first debuted, there were sasaengs who chased her car. It only stopped after the company took strict control. But with her recent surge in popularity, they were likely resurfacing.

Tang Yuecen: “You have more events coming up. I’ll tell everyone to be extra careful.”

The life of a busy superstar continued for three more days.

The variety show sent a notice, arranging for Liang Ruojing to take promotional photos. The shoot was at a studio in the city center. After the photos, she had to go to the building next door to prepare for a livestream that night.

It was a world-renowned perfume brand, and the entire building belonged to them. As the brand ambassador, Liang Ruojing was specially invited to visit the headquarters’ Fragrance Research Institute.

The new collection for the season was called “Infatuation,” divided into an Alpha version and an Omega version. It reportedly simulated over a dozen common pheromones and was extremely popular with young people.

Liang Ruojing leaned toward the “floral” perfume, looking down to sniff it.

“Miss Liang, what do you think?” the person in charge said proudly. “We even simulated the specific layers unique to high-level Omega pheromones.”

Liang Ruojing gave a polite smile. “It’s very special.”

Once they were far enough away, she rushed to the window to breathe the fresh air. The perfume was indeed a leader among industrial products, but compared to the pheromones of a true S-class Omega, it was far off. Not to mention, Liang Ruojing had a sensitive sense of smell and was on the verge of her rut, making her exceptionally picky about scents.

Tang Yuecen came over and sprayed odor neutralizer on her. “Are you okay?”

Liang Ruojing licked her teeth, a surge of restlessness rising in her heart. “Sister Tang, I need a suppressant.”

The cold liquid was injected into her vein. Tang Yuecen pulled out the needle, watching Liang Ruojing lie weakly on the lounge sofa, her face flushed with an abnormal red.

Suppressants could only suppress the surging pheromones; they couldn’t resolve them. It was like putting a lid on boiling water—it only restrained it for a moment. Eventually, the Alpha’s pheromones would break through.

Tang Yuecen helped Liang Ruojing apply a suppressant patch. “Just hold on for a few more hours. Tonight’s livestream is the last thing.”

The styling team entered the room.

Two hours later, Liang Ruojing, wearing a full white suit, was led to the livestream room by staff. The entire room was filled with a chaotic mix of scents. Liang Ruojing suppressed the discomfort in her glands, interacting naturally with the host.

However, the viewers in the livestream noticed something was off.

“Is it the lighting? Jing’s face looks a bit pale.” “Is she sick? The corners of her eyes are red.” “Upstairs, that’s called ‘tipsy makeup’.” “Which brand of blush is that natural? If you don’t believe me, go back to the start—my sister’s face is definitely flushed.” “Could it be her rut?” “I’m a pervert, I love seeing a fragile Alpha.”

Liang Ruojing checked the time. Good, only half an hour left. She was losing control of her pheromones; her glands felt stifled and uncomfortable, and threads of mint scent were leaking out. Fortunately, she had just taken the suppressant, so the concentration wasn’t high enough to affect those around her.

The final activity of the livestream was a “blind scent test,” where she had to identify the names of the perfumes on the spot. The director in charge realized Liang Ruojing’s condition and purposely paused for a few seconds.

The comments in the livestream began to roll rapidly.

Director: “Should we stop?” Liang Ruojing used a handkerchief to dab the sweat from her forehead. “It’s fine, it’s almost over.”

The script had reached Liang Ruojing a month ago, and she had approved it before it was finalized. Aside from the effort of the staff behind the scenes, from a commercial standpoint, Liang Ruojing couldn’t leave early.

Xiao Xing stepped forward to help Liang Ruojing apply another layer of isolation patch. The staff brought over the scent strips for the game. Liang Ruojing smelled them one by one and nodded. “Ready.”

With her eyes tightly covered by a black cloth, Liang Ruojing lowered her head, using her S-class Alpha sense of smell to identify them one by one.

“City of Desire.” “Morning After.” “Berlin Traveler.” “Peach…” Before the last word could leave her mouth, Liang Ruojing suddenly froze. She held her breath and finished the name coldly: “…Trap.”

The host clapped enthusiastically. “All correct! As expected of our brand ambassador.”

Behind the camera, the staff held up the teleprompter. Liang Ruojing struggled to support her body, smiling as she finished the final script with the host.

“…That’s it for today’s livestream! Click the link at the bottom of the screen to get the same products. See you next time!” “See you next time.”

After saying those words, Liang Ruojing was drenched in sweat.

The livestream ended. The director stood up and was about to give the closing remarks when Liang Ruojing suddenly cut them off.

“Don’t!”

Liang Ruojing picked up the scent strip from earlier and said weakly, “On this… are Omega pheromones.”

“What!”

The moment the director turned around, someone suddenly knocked aside the security guard by the door and ran out.

“Stop them!”

Liang Ruojing could no longer hold on. Her body went limp, and she collapsed under the spotlight.

“Ruojing!” Tang Yuecen rushed forward with Xiao Xing to carry her back to the lounge.

The reaction this time was more severe than the day of the audition. The scent strip had likely been soaked in Omega pheromone extract; it was sickeningly strong. Liang Ruojing’s entire face was flushed, and the surging pheromones crashed through her body, desperately seeking an outlet, a destination.

Her rut had arrived.

Her mind was a blank space, with only one person’s name remaining.

Tang Yuecen happened to get through to Ming Tanqing on the phone. The background noise on the other end was noisy; if one listened closely, there were even car horns.

Ming Tanqing: “Let Liang Ruojing listen.”

Tang Yuecen placed the phone beside Liang Ruojing while helping Xiao Xing hold her hand steady to administer a second suppressant.

Liang Ruojing blinked, tears appearing at the corners of her eyes.

“Jing, can you hear me?” “Sister Tanqing… I feel bad…”

Processed through the phone, Ming Tanqing’s voice sounded even more ethereal and pleasant. “Soon.”

Liang Ruojing didn’t seem to hear. The suppressant began to take effect, and the heat in her body receded like a tide. She shuddered, feeling colder than when she had been in the water.

“Cold…”

Tang Yuecen touched Liang Ruojing’s forehead. What do you mean cold! You’re almost cooked!

The suppressant wouldn’t last long; only Omega pheromones could soothe it.

A few more minutes passed. The director pushed the door open. The person had been caught—a female Omega whose pheromones matched the one on the scent strip. She glanced at Liang Ruojing, who was wrapped in a blanket: “It’s one of Xiao Liang’s fans.”

Tang Yuecen’s face was dark. It was indeed a sasaeng. The director bowed and apologized, saying the police had taken the person away and Liang Ruojing’s side might need to make an appearance.

Tang Yuecen waved it off. “We’ll deal with that later. Where is the doctor I asked for?” The director looked at her watch. “Soon…”

At that moment, the sound of hurried footsteps came from outside. The director was overjoyed. “The doctor is here.”

She turned around suddenly, only to meet another tall, slender figure. The visitor took off her hat, revealing those signature gray-blue eyes to everyone.

Director: “M-M-Ming Tanqing?”

Qi Lin was behind her, acting with swift efficiency. “Has she had suppressants?” Tang Yuecen: “Two shots, an hour apart.”

Liang Ruojing’s body felt like ice and fire. The heat of the rut and the cold of the suppressant collided repeatedly. One moment it was lava, the next it was an iceberg; she was nearly being torn in half.

Until the lily scent arrived.

The threads of pheromones were like thin ropes dangling before Liang Ruojing. As long as she grabbed them, she could climb out of the boundless sea of suffering.

Ming Tanqing’s hand was suddenly seized by the Alpha.

“Sister Tanqing…”

Liang Ruojing opened her eyes dizzily. She had been moved to a car. Qi Lin was driving, just exiting the gate of the underground garage. Tang Yuecen was there too, sitting in the passenger seat, looking at her with a worried face.

And the person sitting beside her was—

A cold hand touched the Alpha’s face. Ming Tanqing asked softly, “Better?”

Liang Ruojing realized she was lying on Ming Tanqing’s lap. The cold lily scent flowed into her nasal cavity, miraculously calming the agitation in her glands.

Liang Ruojing’s face felt hot as she slowly sat up from the Omega’s lap. “Sister Tanqing… how did you get here?”

Ming Tanqing sat with poise and elegance. However, having inhaled too many of the Alpha’s pheromones, the tips of her ears were flushed red. “Who else did you want to come besides me?”

“No one. Just you.”

Liang Ruojing’s heart softened. Her rut instincts made her crave closeness with the Omega. She wanted to see her, and she arrived. She needed her, and she came.

“It’s like a dream…”

Ming Tanqing arched an eyebrow, a hint of teasing in her eyes.

The car was still moving. Liang Ruojing leaned on the Omega’s shoulder, watching the city scenery pass by the window. Gradually, she sensed something unusual. This direction… was toward Beihai.

Liang Ruojing turned her head hesitantly. A thought more beautiful than a dream quietly surfaced.

Ming Tanqing propped her hand on the window, her hair fluttering in the breeze. She chuckled, as if she had long ago seen through the Alpha’s heart.

“To answer your question.” “You are the first one.”