Fake Cannon Fodder A Becomes a Sensation in Romance Variety Shows - Chapter 25

Wen Huiyun was so frantic to hide that syringe, there must be something fishy going on.

Ye Zhuoyan stared at the glass tube glinting in the gap, then leaned sideways to pick it up and see what it really was. Wen Huiyun’s expression instantly turned panicked.

A shadow appeared outside the blue curtain.

“Huiyun, it’s Liang Yuan. Have you seen my comb?”

It was Liang Yuan.

Ye Zhuoyan froze abruptly.

She had just bent down, knees flexed, body leaning forward, her elbow brushing against Wen Huiyun’s skin, scalded hot by the shower water. She didn’t dare move a muscle.

The temperature in the small cubicle suddenly spiked, the steam thick with the rich aroma of coffee.

Holding her pounding heart in check, Ye Zhuoyan suppressed her breathing and glanced at the alpha beside her. Her gaze lingered on Wen Huiyun’s waist, not daring to look up or down, her pupils reflecting only a damp, warm expanse of pale skin.

Wen Huiyun’s skin had turned so red.

Noticing Ye Zhuoyan’s blatant stare, Wen Huiyun raised a hand to gently cover her eyes. Her fingers were wet and hot, mist clinging to them, droplets trickling down onto Ye Zhuoyan’s lashes and cheeks before sliding away.

Ye Zhuoyan felt her breath grow scorching, struggling for air. Her lips parted slightly, and a droplet slipped into her mouth salty.

Wen Huiyun braced one hand against the tiled wall, the other still covering Ye Zhuoyan’s eyes. The steam left her mouth dry, her voice slightly hoarse.

“Ah, Sister Liang, I haven’t seen your comb.”

The shadow on the curtain gradually retreated.

“Alright, thanks. I’ll check somewhere else.”

Wen Huiyun exhaled a silent breath of heat. The lashes beneath her palm fluttered, tickling her hand.

Ye Zhuoyan remained half-crouched, legs aching, and couldn’t help shifting forward. Wen Huiyun slowly withdrew her hand.

But the shadow on the curtain returned.

“Huiyun, why is your voice so hoarse?”

Wen Huiyun’s head snapped up, eyes wary as she looked at the curtain.

Ye Zhuoyan froze mid-movement, sinking even lower into her squat more uncomfortable than before.

Helpless, Ye Zhuoyan pressed her cheek against Wen Huiyun’s slightly rising and falling abdomen. The shower’s hot water poured over her, soaking her clothes completely.

Wen Huiyun licked her lips and replied, “The water’s a bit too hot. It dried out my throat after a while. I’ll drink something once I’m out.”

Liang Yuan finally sounded reassured. “Good. I’ll ask the staff to brew some boat-fruited sterculia seeds. Make sure to drink it later.”

“Okay, thanks, Sister Liang.”

Wen Huiyun clenched the hand braced against the tiles. Surely Liang Yuan would leave now.

Haaah!

Frowning, she glanced at Ye Zhuoyan pressed against her waist. Who could have guessed Ye Zhuoyan would sneak into the alpha showers while she was bathing?!

And right after she had injected the original host’s pheromones, her hormones in complete chaos!

After injection, the body needed time to absorb the pheromones usually half an hour to an hour before hormone levels stabilized.

But during this absorption period, Wen Huiyun’s body was hypersensitive.

Meaning, while she could normally resist pheromonal stimuli, during this time she would be more averse to alphas and distinctly reactive to omegas.

And worse yet.

Wen Huiyun’s gaze fell on the empty syringe kicked into the gap, her heart turning ice-cold.

Ye Zhuoyan had discovered it, what should she do now?

The one small mercy was that the syringe bore no product name or instructions just a transparent injectable.

The steam from the hot water tangled with the aroma of caramel macchiatos, inseparable.

Pheromones hid within the mist, clung to every droplet on their skin, rising into the air and inhaled into their bodies.

Amidst the coffee fragrance, Wen Huiyun caught a whiff of vanilla cotton candy sweetness.

Instinctively, she looked down. Ye Zhuoyan was drenched, her white dress shirt clinging like transparent cicada wings, perfectly outlining every curve of her body.

Ye Zhuoyan gazed up at her, eyes glistening, lips and nose exhaling damp warmth.

From this upward angle, Ye Zhuoyan could clearly see Wen Huiyun’s chest, there was no scar from the fencing club injury!

Wen Huiyun’s gland behind her ear burned. She shut her eyes, forcibly suppressing the rising heat in her abdomen.

Ye Zhuoyan quickly turned away, crouching to pick up the glass tube.

Suddenly, another shadow appeared on the curtain.

Liang Yuan: “Huiyun, your pheromones are so strong, is it that time? I brought suppressants. Do you need some?”

Wen Huiyun: “!”

Ye Zhuoyan: “?!”

Mid-crouch, startled by Liang Yuan’s voice, Ye Zhuoyan lurched forward and ended up clutching Wen Huiyun’s legs, pressing tightly against her.

The deep, potent alpha pheromones rapidly spread, greeting Ye Zhuoyan’s nostrils, brain, and chest with tender intensity before finally reaching her gland, dancing joyfully with the sweet vanilla cotton candy scent.

Ye Zhuoyan’s pheromones also teased Wen Huiyun softly.

Earlier, Wen Huiyun’s strong pheromones had masked Ye Zhuoyan’s scent, but now Ye Zhuoyan’s concentration had risen too. If Liang Yuan detected it, Ye Zhuoyan would be socially doomed.

Wen Huiyun had no choice but to release even more pheromones to conceal Ye Zhuoyan.

As a result, Ye Zhuoyan’s breathing grew heavier below.

Wen Huiyun’s head began to spin. Gritting her teeth, she pinched her thigh hard.

Clearing her throat, she replied to Liang Yuan, “No need, I’m fine. Thanks, Sister Liang.” Her voice trembled slightly by the end.

Liang Yuan clearly wasn’t convinced, lingering outside the curtain before asking worriedly, “Really? We’re both alphas, don’t be shy.”

Wen Huiyun hunched her back. She was really fine! Could Sister Liang please not be overly concerned right now? Help! QAQ

Through clenched teeth: “I’m really, fine.”

Sweat and water droplets mingled, trickling down with difficulty.

The shadow on the curtain paused for two seconds.

Liang Yuan said, “Alright then. We’re heading to the spa center first. Join us later.”

“Okay, got it.”

After Liang Yuan left, Wen Huiyun and Ye Zhuoyan remained frozen in their awkward positions for a while longer.

Only after several minutes, certain Liang Yuan wouldn’t return, did Ye Zhuoyan spring away as if electrocuted.

“Huff… huff…”

Ye Zhuoyan panted heavily, fanning herself and lifting the curtain to cool down.

Wen Huiyun mentally thanked every deity, Liang Yuan was finally gone, and her ordeal was over.

Her heartbeat still raced, her face still burned, her breathing still uneven.

Wen Huiyun turned off the water, wrapped herself in a towel, and handed a fresh one to Ye Zhuoyan.

“Why did you come to the alpha changing room?”

“Wen Huiyun, what is this? Why were you injecting yourself?”

Ye Zhuoyan wrapped herself in a towel, holding the empty syringe she’d picked up in front of Wen Huiyun with a probing gaze.

Wen Huiyun inwardly groaned, having anticipated Zhuoyan’s questioning.

Forget logic, time for Plan A.

With a strained smile, Wen Huiyun said, “Zhuoyan, you’ve got it wrong. This isn’t mine, it was already on the floor when I came in.”

Ye Zhuoyan’s expression clearly said, “Do you really expect me to believe that?”

“Wen Huiyun, this is a VIP changing room in a five-star hotel. The staff cleaned everything thoroughly before the production crew arrived.”

Wen Huiyun’s smile froze.

Her wife was sharp as a tack.

Okay, Plan B it is.

Ye Zhuoyan’s delicate brows furrowed, her voice turning stern. “I’ve noticed something’s off with you these past few days. Spit it out, what are you hiding?”

Wen Huiyun’s mind raced as she quickly formulated her words, hanging her head in a show of remorse.

“I’m sorry. I didn’t tell anyone because I thought it might cause trouble not even you.”

She paused, stealing a glance at Zhuoyan’s expression. Seeing it soften slightly, she continued.

“The truth is, after I went missing… it wasn’t just my brain function that was affected. My gland was damaged too my pheromones fluctuate unpredictably. I didn’t want my family to worry, so I skipped the full checkup and secretly bought some pheromone stabilizers.”

As she spoke, Wen Huiyun pointed pitifully at the empty syringe in Zhuoyan’s hand.

“I just injected it, and my pheromones went a bit wild. That’s why…”

Why she’d been so affected by Zhuoyan earlier, leaving them both flushed and hearts racing.

Ye Zhuoyan studied her skeptically for a moment. The explanation did align with her own deductions.

She could confirm Wen Huiyun had suffered both brain and gland damage after the disappearance. Moreover, this Wen Huiyun wasn’t the same person as before or perhaps, the body housed a different soul now.

Whether this Wen Huiyun was an expertly crafted imposter or some kind of body-snatching entity, Zhuoyan couldn’t yet determine.

Best not to alert her yet she needed to play the long game to catch the bigger fish.

Having made this calculation, Zhuoyan nodded to herself.

Seeing the nod, Wen Huiyun thought her story had been believed, and the weight lifted from her chest.

Safe for now.

“I’m leaving first.”

Ye Zhuoyan headed back toward the omega changing area her clothes were soaked through and needed changing.

Wen Huiyun smiled. “See you at the spa center, Zhuoyan.”

Clutching the towel to her chest as she stepped out, Zhuoyan glanced back with a lilting retort: “Who said anything about seeing you? You’re not my assigned partner this time.” With that, she darted off like a startled rabbit.

Wen Huiyun leaned against the wall, wringing water from her hair.

Sure, play hard to get, then why were your cheeks so red?

Ye Zhuoyan disliked the hotel-provided robes and changed into her own clothes instead.

The spa center was occupied only by the production crew.

A hostess waited at the reception desk where hydroponic orchids sat elegantly arranged, their quiet beauty enhancing the tranquil atmosphere.

“Could you tell me which rooms the other guests are in?”

The hostess helpfully listed each alpha’s location: “Liang Yuan is in Moonwater, Cheng Xiaoming in Good Times, and Wen Huiyun in Sweet Dreams.”

The spa’s lighting was dim, with only a circular soft-glow lamp at the end of the corridor resembling a full moon embedded in the wall.

After the relay swim, Ye Zhuoyan’s foot kept cramping Liang Yuan had shown her some stretches earlier. She ought to thank her and chat for a bit.

Ye Zhuoyan knocked on the door and entered the Moonwater private room, where Liang Yuan was lying face down on the massage bed getting a spa treatment, with Mi Tao also present.

Liang Yuan quickly smiled and said, “Zhuoyan, join us, there’s still a spot open.”

Mi Tao looked at Ye Zhuoyan with a knowing grin.

“……”

Sensing the slightly awkward atmosphere, Ye Zhuoyan chose to excuse herself. “Sister Liang, thank you for today. I ordered a fruit platter, it’ll be here soon. Enjoy.”

Next door to the Moonwater room.

Cheng Xiaoming sat alone in the empty Dawn private room.

Mi Tao had chatted with her for less than a minute before saying, “I’m going to find Sister Liang Yuan!”

Cheng Xiaoming disliked being touched by others and had dismissed all the spa technicians.

She stroked her chin, deep in thought.

After a while, Cheng Xiaoming stood up and walked out. Rather than sitting here idly speculating, it was better to go straight to the source and ask,

What other jobs had Jiang Yining done besides photography?

An ordinary omega could never have such strong swimming skills.

Even as a top-tier alpha, if she was going to lose, she at least wanted to know why.

“Excuse me, which room is Jiang Yining in?”

“Dreamland.”

Ye Zhuoyan wandered aimlessly after leaving the Moonwater room.

Suddenly, she spotted a tall figure striding down the hallway and entering the Dreamland room.

“?”

What was Cheng Xiaoming doing in Wen Huiyun’s private room?

Ye Zhuoyan quietly followed.

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