Everyone Loves the Alpha, But He’s Not Interested [Transmigration] - Chapter 74
Although Yu Qingxue had a large fanbase and was not afraid of haters, organizing a coordinated response was still the most effective way to fight back.
Ning Xi glanced at the time. Not wanting to disturb Yu Qingxue’s rest, she scanned through her WeChat contacts and noticed the name “Assistant Xue.”
She was not sure if Assistant Xue was still in the Free State. If she was, it would be around noon over there, so there was no need to worry about waking her up.
Ning Xi decided to send a message to test the waters.
Ning Xi: Are you there?
Yu Qingxue had woken up right after Ning Xi helped her change clothes. Since then, her mind had been replaying everything that had happened earlier. Ning Xi’s words and actions made her heart race uncontrollably.
Yu Qingxue felt as if Ning Xi was trying to court her, but she could not be sure. Hugging her blanket tightly, she felt both nervous and excited. Her heartbeat was fast, and she simply could not fall asleep.
Suddenly, her phone rang with two notification sounds. Someone had messaged her on WeChat.
Seeing that it was Ning Xi asking if she was awake, Yu Qingxue smiled and immediately replied.
Yu Qingxue: I am. Why are you still up so late?
Could Ning Xi be suffering from insomnia like her?
Was she really losing sleep because of her?
Ning Xi: I have a lot on my mind, so I can’t sleep. Is it noon over there? Are you still on your business trip in the Free State?
Yu Qingxue: When was I ever in the Free State?
Yu Qingxue frowned, thinking that Ning Xi had mistaken her for someone else. Just as she was about to question her, Ning Xi sent another message.
Ning Xi: Assistant Xue, I need to get in touch with Fan Weixi, Special Assistant Fan. Do you happen to have his contact information?
Yu Qingxue froze. She had completely forgotten she was still using her Assistant Xue identity.
She almost revealed herself to Ning Xi. Clutching her chest, Yu Qingxue quickly deleted the message she had been about to send.
Yu Qingxue (as Assistant Xue): Yes, I’m still in the Free State. Why are you looking for Special Assistant Fan?
Ning Xi: Someone is attacking President Yu on Weibo. The person behind it is likely a small-time idol named Lin Zhuoyan. I thought Special Assistant Fan might have experience dealing with this kind of situation, so I wanted to talk to him.
Yu Qingxue (as Assistant Xue): What? Someone is actually spreading rumors about our perfect President Yu? That is ridiculous.
I don’t have the authority to give you his contact information, but I can pass your message along. Tell me the details. If anyone dares to smear President Yu, they probably don’t want to stay active on Weibo anymore.
Ning Xi: Thank you. These haters are probably paid trolls. The attack tonight was planned in advance, and their goal is to turn the public against President Yu. The most important thing now is to manage the public comments and not let their plan succeed.
Yu Qingxue (as Assistant Xue): Understood. I’ve already seen the video on Weibo. The voiceover is complete nonsense, just a made-up story based on the images. I will contact Special Assistant Fan immediately.
Do not worry. He has handled many similar situations. President Yu’s fans are not weak either. These haters are nothing to be afraid of.
It is late now. You still have filming tomorrow, don’t you? Try to get some rest. Good night.
Ning Xi: I am worried that when President Yu sees the video and the comments tomorrow night, she will be upset. I want to sleep, but I just can’t. [bitter smile]
Yu Qingxue curled her fingers as she read Ning Xi’s message, her cheeks blushing slightly.
So she really is losing sleep because of me, Yu Qingxue thought.
Yu Qingxue (as Assistant Xue): President Yu cares a lot about you. If she finds out you lost sleep over this, she will be upset that you are not taking care of your health. Try to relax. This is nothing serious. Special Assistant Fan can solve it easily.
Ning Xi: Thank you. President Yu is lucky to have an assistant like you.
Yu Qingxue (as Assistant Xue): [shy emoji] You are always around President Yu. Please put in a few good words for me. Maybe I’ll get promoted and get a raise sooner. Maybe I’ll even reach the peak of my career.
Ning Xi: I will. Thank you for your help.
Yu Qingxue (as Assistant Xue): Good night. Get some rest soon.
Through the identity of Assistant Xue, Yu Qingxue realized just how much Ning Xi cared about her. Her heart felt warm and sweet. Even when she opened Weibo and saw the hateful comments, she did not feel angry anymore.
She shared the post from Jiangjiang Entertainment News with Fan Weixi.
Fan Weixi: President Yu, I’ve seen the post. I am organizing fans to manage the comments right now.
Yu Qingxue: Good. Tomorrow, the company should hold a raffle to thank the fans. Give eight hundred and eighty-eight yuan to one thousand winners. I will cover the cost myself.
Before going to sleep, Lin Zhuoyan had made all the necessary preparations. When he woke up in the morning, his fair skin was slightly flushed. He stretched, covered his mouth with a yawn, and picked up his phone, ready to see the results.
At first, he had planned to target Ning Xi because a fan named “Fangfang Loves Zhuoyan” had started liking her. But when he visited the filming set of “Ask the Demon” using that as an excuse, he discovered that Ning Xi and Yu Qingxue were a couple.
With Yu Qingxue supporting her, any move he made against Ning Xi could easily be exposed. So he decided to back off temporarily and wait for another chance.
After following director Jiang Yuanxin around the set for a while, his jealousy turned from Ning Xi to Yu Qingxue. Ning Xi was everything he had ever imagined in his ideal Alpha. But Yu Qingxue had reached her first.
Lin Zhuoyan wanted to destroy both of them.
While they were filming, he sneaked into their dressing room and found an unopened bottle of pheromone suppressant inside a costume pocket.
As a clever Omega, he quickly realized that one of them must have been in heat or a susceptible state.
He injected his own pheromones into the suppressant, making it completely useless, then resealed the packaging carefully.
If either of them drank it while outside, it could cause a serious reaction.
To make things worse, he hired people to follow them and confirm their destination based on the direction their taxi took. Then he sent five paparazzi to hide in different corners of their possible destinations. One of them happened to be He Ling’s bar.
After receiving the footage, Lin Zhuoyan edited it and used a voice modulator to dub a fake story over it. He paid a well-known Weibo user to post the video late at night, hoping that Yu Qingxue’s team would not be able to respond in time.
He had already paid a group of online trolls to attack Yu Qingxue. He still had feelings for Ning Xi, so he avoided targeting her.
He planned to use public pressure to force Yu Qingxue out of the industry, hoping that she would be blacklisted and disappear completely from public view.
He opened Weibo with a wicked smile.
What he loved most was watching powerful people fall from grace.
Overnight, the comments under Jiangjiang Entertainment News’s post had surpassed two hundred thousand. He knew Yu Qingxue had a strong following, but he did not expect the topic to attract so much attention.
Still, more attention meant a higher chance the authorities would intervene and ban Yu Qingxue from the industry.
He clicked open the comments section, looking forward to seeing the hateful remarks against her. But the moment he read the first one, his smile disappeared completely.
His expression darkened as he kept scrolling.
With a loud crack, Lin Zhuoyan threw his phone to the floor in anger. The screen shattered instantly, but the light stayed on. The comments, glowing through the cracked screen, seemed to mock him for overestimating himself.
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- This is hilarious. I have been a fan of Yuyu since her debut and even I couldn’t recognize her in the video. That paparazzo should stop calling himself a paparazzo. He should be called a monkey instead, since he clearly has magical eyesight. [monkey emoji]
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- That’s right. As long as two women go to a bar, it must be Ning Xi and Yuyu? Ning Xi is trending everywhere and Yuyu has three hundred million fans. Some people are just too jealous and have to use dirty tricks. Shameless.
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We are taking our President Yu home. Monkey paparazzo, we are not interested in you.
We are taking our Ning Xi home. Monkey paparazzo, we are not interested in you.
Comment Section:
User: Hahaha that paparazzo is hilarious!
User: @Jiangjiang Entertainment News, you’re both stupid and malicious. The Bai Lianlian incident wasn’t even that long ago. Have you already forgotten that Yu Qingxue never lets haters off easily? Get ready to be sued. I’ll mourn for you in advance. Rest in peace.
The first thing Ning Xi did when she woke up was check the Weibo post smearing Yu Qingxue to see how the comments were going.
Seeing that the top comments were all from fans and the haters had been pushed to the bottom, she finally felt at ease.
After washing up, Ning Xi went to the living room to call for breakfast. To her surprise, Yu Qingxue was already there, lounging lazily on the sofa in her pajamas.
“Why are you up so early?” Ning Xi asked as she took a light jacket from the coat rack by the door and gently draped it over Yu Qingxue’s shoulders. “It’s already autumn. Be careful not to catch a cold.”
Yu Qingxue slowly lifted her long lashes. Her eyes were misty, clearly not fully awake yet. “I got a call from Fan Weixi this morning.”
As she spoke, she shifted her body closer to the inside of the sofa and lightly patted the empty spot beside her.
Ning Xi followed her cue and sat down carefully, making sure not to sit on the hem of Yu Qingxue’s pajama robe.
“What did Special Assistant Fan say?” Ning Xi asked.
Yu Qingxue leaned on one hand and gave her a sideways glance. “You mean you don’t know what he said?”
Ning Xi smiled. “Should I know?”
Yu Qingxue looked into her dark eyes. Her heart gave a little tremble. She pretended to be annoyed and said in a soft voice, “I’m asking you. Why do you always answer with another question?”
“Alright, alright. I won’t tease you anymore,” Ning Xi said. “It’s about that Weibo video, right? I checked it earlier. I couldn’t see a single hater’s comment. Your fans did an amazing job.”
Yu Qingxue gently tapped the back of Ning Xi’s hand resting on the sofa. That small motion sent a tingling warmth through Ning Xi’s skin.
“You deserve credit too,” Yu Qingxue said. “Tell me, what kind of thank-you gift do you want?” Her light-colored eyes held a soft encouragement, as if saying, I’ll give you anything you ask for.
Ning Xi caught Yu Qingxue’s delicate fingers and enclosed them in her own rough palm. “Anything I ask for?”
Yu Qingxue tilted her chin slightly. “Of course. When have I ever gone back on my word?”
As she spoke, her fingers playfully scratched at Ning Xi’s palm. “It’s too warm. Let go.”
Ning Xi released her hand, and Yu Qingxue pulled hers back.
“What I wanted as a thank-you gift, you’ve already given me,” Ning Xi said.
“When did I give you anything?” Yu Qingxue replied. “Don’t tell me you want my hand? That’s not happening.”
“I don’t want your hand,” Ning Xi said with a smile. “I just want you to never be sad again.” She reached out and drew a soft curve in the air. “Your thank-you gift might take a lifetime to prepare.”
Yu Qingxue froze for a second. Then, without a word, she pulled the jacket over her face.
“Go call room service,” she said, muffled under the jacket. “Let me sit here by myself for a while.”
From under the jacket, she could hear Ning Xi standing up and making a call to order breakfast.
Yu Qingxue pressed her burning face into the fabric, trying to cool down.
Even though Ning Xi hadn’t proposed to her like she had imagined, her words were still enough to make Yu Qingxue’s heart race.
She knew it. All that scriptwriting practice had not gone to waste. Ning Xi had clearly begun to open up, and lately, every word she said made Yu Qingxue fall for her even more.