Everyone Loves the Alpha, But He’s Not Interested [Transmigration] - Chapter 118

Yun Zhaoyue hung up her phone, a smug smile spreading across her face as she leaned back on the sofa and addressed the empty air before her. “Hey, Little Y, how was that move? I told you not to worry. I can definitely replace Ning Xi as this world’s protagonist. You’re the one who kept hesitating and nagging in my ear—it was driving me crazy.”

[Host, my name is YYDS, not Little Y. Please use my full name.]

[I must remind you that manipulating Yun Tianxi into calling Yu Zhangyuan cost 5,000 points, and just now, remotely influencing Yu Zhangyuan consumed another 5,000. Over this past month, you’ve spent nearly 20,000 points in total, far exceeding your earnings. If you fail to replace Ning Xi as this world’s sole captivating protagonist and successfully charm 100 omegas within a year, you will be eliminated.]

Yun Zhaoyue’s triumphant expression froze, but she quickly composed herself and waved her hand dismissively. “There you go again, Little Y. In the month since I entered this novel, I’ve been seducing an omega every two or three days. I’ve already won the admiration of over a dozen. At this rate, I’ll hit 100 in eight months tops.”

“As for the points, no big deal. I’ll just head to a bar tonight and mark a pretty omega.”

[Host, YYDS must inform you that all 100 omegas must be exceptionally attractive. Among the dozen who’ve fallen for you, only three meet the standard.]

Yun Zhaoyue’s face stiffened. “Why didn’t you tell me sooner?!”

[You never asked, and seemed quite content with your progress.]

With her life in YYDS’s hands, Yun Zhaoyue gritted her teeth, suppressing her anger and refraining from any retorts.

She took a deep breath, anxiety bubbling up. “Little… YYDS, could you remind me in the future whether the omegas I’m pursuing qualify?”

She softened her tone, then gazed expectantly at the empty space before her.

[Affirmative.]

“Whew.” Yun Zhaoyue exhaled in relief.

“By the way, tomorrow I’m targeting the antagonist Yu Qingxue. She’s gorgeous—what’s her rating?” Yun Zhaoyue asked.

[Yu Qingxue’s appearance is SSS-tier. Successfully charming her would reduce your required omega count by ten, meaning you’d only need ninety more. Additionally, you’d receive a 1,000,000-point reward.]

Yun Zhaoyue’s eyes lit up. “One counts as ten? And a million points? YYDS, are there others like her? Tell me!”

If there were more omegas with this tenfold effect, she might only need to charm ten in total. Plus, with a million points, she’d be set for years.

[Host, Yu Qingxue is the only one in this world.]

Yun Zhaoyue felt a flicker of disappointment but quickly rallied. “One’s enough—it’ll make up for the time I wasted last month.”

All that effort, only to learn nearly three-quarters of her conquests were invalid. Though she silently blamed YYDS for not speaking up sooner, she kept her composure.

[YYDS must remind you that Ning Xi and Yu Qingxue are currently in a relationship. You’ll encounter Ning Xi tomorrow—please be cautious not to arouse suspicion.]

Yun Zhaoyue was now completely immersed in the excitement of soon obtaining one million points and didn’t pay much attention to what yyds said. With a laugh, she responded, “Relax, relax. Ning Xi can’t even see your existence. Besides, I’m a time traveler from the modern era while she’s just a native—how could her IQ compare to mine? I’d be doing her a favor if I didn’t completely outsmart her.”

“Considering her girlfriend is about to become mine, I’ll at least spare her life.”

Yun Zhaoyue had exchanged points for a face 99% identical to Ning Xi’s. Her dark eyes now brimmed with mockery and malice—though they were the same eyes as Ning Xi’s, they resembled riverbed sludge, thick with rotting leaves.

Yu Family Residence

Yu Zhangyuan came down for dinner in silence. Yu’s mother was too busy happily watching Ning Xi and Yu Qingxue to notice anything amiss.

After dinner, Yu Zhangyuan returned to his study while Yu’s mother pulled Ning Xi onto the sofa to chat. Yu Qingxue, busy with work, opened her laptop nearby to handle tasks.

Yu’s mother said, “After the ninth episode airs, I plan to arrange large-screen fan support for you and Qingxue. All our chain shopping malls will have them, plus airports, subways, and cinemas. Let me know if there are other high-traffic locations—I’ll arrange it all.”

She spoke as casually as if organizing fan support cost nothing, but Ning Xi listened with trepidation.

“Auntie, I don’t think it’s necessary—”

“It is! Absolutely necessary!” Yu’s mother guessed what Ning Xi was about to say and cut her off. “This isn’t just for you and Qingxue—it’s for me too.”

She patted Ning Xi’s hand. “You wouldn’t understand. The high-society ladies have nothing better to do than obsess over other people’s children. Qingxue has been smart and beautiful since childhood—countless women envied me, praising her to the skies in front of me. But once she turned twenty-two without marrying, their attitudes flipped. They started mocking me openly and covertly. I’ve been holding in this resentment for years. Spending money on your publicity is my way of venting—you can’t stop me.”

Seeing the determination in Yu’s mother’s expression, Ning Xi could imagine how badly she’d yearned to reclaim her pride. After a pause, and under Yu Qingxue’s astonished gaze, Ning Xi curved her red lips and said, “Auntie, I won’t stop you. I was just about to say that Qingxue already mentioned this to me. Do whatever you want—we both fully support it.”

Touched, Yu’s mother clasped Ning Xi’s hand and called out to Yu Qingxue, who was working nearby, “Qingxue, this time I have to praise you properly. How did you find such an amazing girlfriend?”

Yu Qingxue looked up, exchanging a smile with Ning Xi. “Well, I take after you—naturally gifted with good taste.”

The next day was sunny. Ning Xi rose early to join Yu’s mother for tea by the floor-to-ceiling windows. Outside, a cold wind howled, but sunlight streamed through unimpeded, casting a warm glow wherever it touched.

Yu Qingxue descended the stairs lazily, yawning, her eyes teary as she shuffled toward Ning Xi.

Seeing her delicate, unsteady gait, Ning Xi hurried over to support her.

Yu’s mother watched with a smile as the two clung to each other.

“Good morning, Mom,” Yu Qingxue said after being seated by Ning Xi.

Yu’s mother rested her chin on her hand, beaming at them.

Ning Xi sat down beside Yu Qingxue. Before Yu Qingxue’s mind could even process it, her body had already instinctively found a comfortable position to lean against her.

“Have some tea.” Ning Xi poured a cup for Yu Qingxue and brought it directly to her lips, tilting it slightly to let her drink.

Yu Qingxue, holding onto Ning Xi’s right hand, tilted her head back slightly. Ning Xi didn’t quite control the angle of the cup, and a drop of water trickled down Yu Qingxue’s red lips, dangling precariously from her chin.

Ning Xi set the cup aside, grabbed a tissue, and gently wiped the droplet away.

Yu Qingxue let out a soft yawn. “When is the crew coming to install the cameras?”

Ning Xi glanced at her phone—Ren Rong had sent her the schedule late last night. “They’ll be here at eight. Half an hour left.”

Yu Qingxue’s mother, sitting nearby, watched the two of them continue chatting naturally, her lips curled in an unshakable smile.

She wasn’t even listening to what they were saying—just watching their interactions was enough to make her heart race.

Unbeknownst to her, she was experiencing what fandom called “fangirling to the point of delirium.” Without any outlet for her excitement, she could only suppress it, silently picking up her phone to record a short clip.

At 7:50, Yu Zhangyuan finally came downstairs.

Yu Qingxue’s mother reluctantly tore her gaze away and asked curiously, “Why are you up so late today? Don’t you have work?”

“The crew is arriving soon. If you don’t leave now, you’ll have to be prepared to appear on camera. This is their final episode—don’t drag Xi Xi and Qingxue down.”

Years of living together had sharpened her instincts, and she noticed Yu Zhangyuan’s distracted demeanor. Not wanting to bring it up in front of the girls, she stood and said, “Come here for a second. I need to talk to you.”

After the two left, Yu Qingxue, who had straightened up when Yu Zhangyuan appeared, slumped back against Ning Xi. “I’m still sleepy. I really want to go back to bed.”

Just as Ning Xi was about to respond, the doorbell rang.

The housekeeper was in the kitchen, and Yu Qingxue was too lethargic to move. Ning Xi propped her against the back of the chair and went to answer the door.

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