Everyone Loves the Alpha, But He’s Not Interested [Transmigration] - Chapter 121

Yun Zhaoyue was in a daze, her face pale, lips trembling slightly as she gritted her teeth and said, “Yyds, lend me another 100,000 points!”

[Apologies, host. You must repay your previous debt before taking out another loan.]

“…”

Ever since arriving in this world and taking on Ning Xi’s appearance, Yun Zhaoyue had sailed smoothly through everything she did.

This had fostered her habit of reaping without sowing.

Success came too easily, making Yun Zhaoyue increasingly dismissive of the natives of this world, viewing them as nothing more than brainless NPCs.

Yet upon encountering Ning Xi’s true self, Yun Zhaoyue immediately suffered a Waterloo moment. Her luck seemed entirely drained by Ning Xi, her borrowed 100,000 points dwindled to a single point in an instant, and the skill she used on Yu’s mother backfired within moments.

Panic surged through Yun Zhaoyue as she struggled to calm herself.

She had to stay composed, there was still a chance. As long as she could win Yu Qingsue’s affection, a million points would be hers.

Just as Yu’s mother’s favorability toward Ning Xi kept rising, the doorbell rang again.

“That must be the production crew. I’ll get it.”

Ning Xi opened the door to find the show’s staff outside.

Returning to the living room with seven or eight crew members in tow, Director Han and the screenwriter kept their heads bowed to avoid wandering eyes.

Best to control their gaze losing composure would be embarrassing, but worse still would be leaving a poor impression on the Yu family.

Ning Xi led them over to greet Yu’s mother.

Both Yu’s mother and Yu Qingsue stood immediately, while Yun Zhaoyue was a step slower.

Before coming to the Yu residence, Yun Zhaoyue had learned from her system Yyds that Ning Xi and Yu Qingsue’s dating show would be filming here. She had come precisely to show the audience how mismatched Ning Xi and Yu Qingsue truly were, how Ning Xi’s courtship tactics were nothing but hollow gestures.

She would crush Ning Xi in every aspect before the cameras.

As Yun Zhaoyue thought of her plan, her frantic heart gradually steadied.

Yu’s mother and Yu Qingsue exchanged greetings with Director Han and the screenwriter. The director bent slightly, smiling as he shook Yu’s mother’s hand. “So you’re Madam Yu! I almost mistook you for President Yu’s sister earlier.”

Knowing Director Han was “one of their own,” Yu’s mother skipped the formalities and said warmly, “Please, have a seat and rest a moment before working.”

“No need, no need. We should get started right away,” Director Han hastily declined.

Yu’s mother didn’t press further, instructing Ning Xi and Yu Qingsue to guide the crew in setting up cameras.

Yun Zhaoyue, confident that her identical face to Ning Xi and decent height wouldn’t let her be overlooked behind Yu’s mother and Qingsue, was nevertheless completely ignored by Director Han.

Somehow, not a single person in the group seemed to notice her presence, their eyes only held Ning Xi, Yu Qingsue, and Yu’s mother, as if a fourth person didn’t exist.

Yu’s mother invited the director and screenwriter to discuss filming logistics in the living room.

As they settled in, Ning Xi and Yu Qingsue took seats on either side of Yu’s mother.

Yun Zhaoyue stood before them, her face a picture of grievance.

With her current favorability above 80%, Yu’s mother took one look at Yun Zhaoyue’s expression and, without hesitation, said to Ning Xi beside her, “Move next to Qingsue and make room for Zhaoyue.”

Ning Xi glanced up at Yun Zhaoyue, confusion flickering in her eyes, but obediently stood and moved to sit beside Yu Qingxue.

Yun Zhaoyue: “…”

Something felt off. What had her original plan been again?

To drive Ning Xi away from Yu’s mother and take her seat.

Watching Ning Xi comfortably seated beside Yu Qingxue, Yun Zhaoyue felt a surge of frustration, regretting not having simply sat next to Yu Qingxue herself.

She had been too focused on winning back Yu’s mother’s favor, completely forgetting the importance of pursuing Yu Qingxue.

The 100,000 points she had borrowed still needed to be repaid by successfully wooing Yu Qingxue.

Suppressing her resentment, Yun Zhaoyue sat down on Yu’s mother’s left.

The show’s host, who had originally been sitting on the single sofa to Yu’s mother’s left, followed Ning Xi and moved to the single sofa on the right.

Yun Zhaoyue: “…”

What was wrong with these people???

With Ning Xi’s face, how could she be ignored so thoroughly?

At the very least, someone should have expressed confusion, giving her the chance to introduce herself.

[Yyds, can they not see me?]

Unable to hold back, Yun Zhaoyue finally voiced her bewilderment to the system.

[No issues detected by the system.]

[Then why are they ignoring me?!] Yun Zhaoyue fumed.

The yyds system was utterly useless, only good at tricking her into borrowing points. What was the point of being bound to it?

[Host, the system must remind you that without my binding, you would already be dead. Please refrain from blaming your incompetence on the system.]

Yun Zhaoyue: […] She nearly choked on her own breath.

[Warning! Host must adjust emotional state immediately.]

When Yun Zhaoyue looked up, she found Yu’s mother studying her with a probing gaze. Startled, she quickly put on an obedient smile. “Auntie, why are you looking at me like that?”

Yu’s mother slowly shook her head. “It’s nothing.”

[Yu’s mother’s favorability toward host has dropped by 10%. Current level: 70%.]

At last, the system proved somewhat useful.

But Yun Zhaoyue felt no joy.

She had assumed Yu’s mother speaking to her would catch the director’s attention, but Director Han was deep in conversation with Ning Xi and Yu Qingxue, not even glancing her way.

Sitting stiffly beside Yu’s mother, Yun Zhaoyue waited until Director Han finished speaking with the others. Seizing the brief silence, she said, “I… maybe I came at a bad time. I didn’t know you were filming, Auntie. Maybe I should leave. Spending New Year’s alone is fine, I’ve always been alone in China anyway.”

Her voice was loud enough for Director Han to hear, and at last, his gaze settled on her.

“Huh, who’s this?” The striking resemblance between Yun Zhaoyue and Ning Xi made his eyes dart uncertainly between them.

Yu’s mother said, “This is the daughter of a friend, Yun Zhaoyue. She has no relation to Ning Xi.”

Turning to Yun Zhaoyue, she patted her hand kindly. “Since you don’t want to disrupt filming, I won’t insist you stay. Next time you visit, I’ll make sure to welcome you properly.”

[Yu’s mother’s favorability has dropped by 10%. Current level: 60%.]

[Host, your acting really needs work. That was painfully transparent, even I could see right through it.]

[…Shut up!]

Yun Zhaoyue had intended to retreat in order to advance, if Yu’s mother had protested, she would have stayed. But instead, Yu’s mother had simply agreed.

Yun Zhaoyue’s expression stiffened slightly as her mind raced to find a way to stay. “Auntie, I—”

“Is that… Zhaoyue?”

A deep male voice interrupted. Everyone turned to see Yu Zhangyuan approaching in traditional Tang suit, his noble bearing emanating naturally from his demeanor.

Director Han immediately stood at attention. “President Yu, I’m Han Shuocheng, director of ‘Let’s Fall in Love Today.’ Please just call me Xiao Han.”

“Director Han.”

Yu Zhangyuan nodded at Han Shuocheng before his gaze settled on Yun Zhaoyue. The stern line of his lips softened into a warm smile.

“Zhaoyue, I’m your Uncle Yu. How long have you been here? Why didn’t you come upstairs to see me?”

Having endured nothing but cold treatment earlier, Yun Zhaoyue basked in Yu Zhangyuan’s paternal gaze. “Uncle Yu, I just arrived less than ten minutes ago. I thought you might still be resting, so I stayed downstairs chatting with Auntie, planning to see you after you woke up.”

Yu Zhangyuan patted Yun Zhaoyue’s shoulder affectionately. “Good girl. Your father and I were close friends. Consider this your home. I’ve had my secretary prepare everything you’ll need, which will arrive shortly.”

“Thank you, Uncle Yu!” Yun Zhaoyue’s eyes sparkled with excitement.

“No need for thanks. By the way, Qingxue is filming a variety show these days. Would you mind appearing on camera?”

“Of course I wouldn’t mind!” Yun Zhaoyue responded eagerly.

Yu Zhangyuan turned to Director Han. “Director Han, is it alright to have one more person in the house?”

The director glanced between Yun Zhaoyue and Ning Xi before casting a pleading look at Yu Qingxue. With someone who looked identical to Ning Xi appearing on screen, his opinion mattered less than Yu Qingxue’s.

Though initially uncomfortable with Yun Zhaoyue’s presence and inclined to refuse, Yu Qingxue felt Ning Xi gently hook their fingers together and give a subtle shake. Suppressing her confusion, Yu Qingxue gave Director Han a confirming nod.

“Absolutely no problem at all!” Director Han immediately declared.

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