I Topped the Aloof Omega in a Scummy Alpha Novel - Chapter 30

The Civilian Who Has Known the Actress for Twenty-Three Years

Bai Fu was stopped by a special agent right after arriving at the Pingyan City toll booth.

An Ya, the director of the Pingyan City Special Intelligence Bureau, was a former subordinate of Bai Yi. Later, An Ya made a mistake, and if it weren’t for Bai Yi protecting her, An Ya would have been dismissed long ago.

Bai Yi personally called An Ya and ordered her to ensure Bai Fu was sent back to the capital.

Pingyan City was a bit out of the way, and An Ya had longed to return to the capital for many years, but Bai Yi had not shown any intention of helping her move back.

Upon receiving Bai Yi’s command, An Ya put down her work, waited at the toll booth for several hours, and finally welcomed the savior who could take her back to the capital.

An Ya invited Bai Fu into her car, introduced her relationship with Bai Yi, and explained her purpose.

Bai Fu listened impatiently: “Alright, I’ll go back naturally once I’m done with my business.”

An Ya was very tactful with the leader’s daughter, but this second-generation heir clearly didn’t understand.

An Ya: “Miss Bai Fu, the Minister said to send you back immediately.”

Bai Fu called her mother, got out of the car, and said, “Mother, what’s the matter…”

“You scoundrel!” Bai Yi immediately scolded Bai Fu over the phone.

Bai Fu simply hung up the phone, thinking a mere paper figure was trying to lecture her.

Looking at the special agent in the distance, Bai Fu took a deep breath, calmed down, and called Bai Yi again.

Bai Yi’s anger hadn’t subsided, and she was about to start scolding again, wishing she could curse this fool to death.

Bai Fu: “You and my aunt are running a grey business together. You don’t want others to know about it, do you?”

Bai Yi was almost fainting from anger. Her own biological daughter was using this to threaten her?

She might as well have raised a dog!

Bai Fu didn’t want to completely fall out with Bai Yi yet; many of her conveniences in this world depended on the Bai family.

Bai Fu: “Mother, I promise you, this is the only time. Once I finish what I need to do, the Bai family will have no more worries.”

Bai Yi sneered, her face flushed with anger. Her wife, who was serving her Chinese medicine nearby, was sweating profusely.

Bai Yi hung up the phone and called An Ya: “Send people to follow that scoundrel! Don’t let her do anything stupid!”

An Ya happily accepted the order. She and the leader were now on the same boat again.

The Hotel, 7:00 AM

Bian Yunchen woke up after sleeping for barely an hour.

After getting up, she routinely went for a morning run, followed by a shower and breakfast.

She returned to the room at 8:20 AM. Xuan Yuchi was sleeping soundly, occasionally muttering in her sleep.

Bian Yunchen sat by her bed and heard her say:

“No.”

“Not my sis.”

“Sis…”

Bian Yunchen tried to piece together Xuan Yuchi’s dream, but dream talk had no logic. She failed and went to the balcony to look at the scenery for a while.

“Ding dong.”

She received a message in her email from a stranger.

Bian Yunchen downloaded the attachment in the email—an audio recording.

She hesitated for a second before opening the recording.

After her divorce, she would receive emails from strangers every now and then. These emails were always about one person—Xuan Yuchi.

Recordings, photos, videos, texts… they pieced together Xuan Yuchi’s emotional life in Yuebei.

Bian Yunchen felt quite ridiculous. Seeing these things made her feel disgust, even hatred, but she never managed to ignore them.

She clicked on the recording. The beginning was noisy, accompanied by loud music, the setting likely a bar.

Then she heard people cheering:

“Kiss! Kiss!”

“Ah Hua, why are you playing shy? Alphas all like fooling around with Omegas, and there’s no one else here.”

“That’s right, Ah Hua. Look how slutty Liang meimei is dressed today. Isn’t she just trying to…”

Another round of ambiguous laughter.

Bian Yunchen’s fingernails scraped against the glass table, making a sharp, grating sound.

“What are you chickening out for? I don’t even mind. Are you going for it or not? Eh, are you really not capable?”

Overwhelmed by the music, a faint, receding voice, difficult to make out, could be heard:

“Not today. I’ve had too much to drink. I need to go back to sleep. Who replaced my iced Americano with alcohol? You guys are so bad.”

The recording finished playing.

Bian Yunchen closed her eyes, imagining Xuan Yuchi fooling around in a bar.

She had never taken Xuan Yuchi to places like that before. Xuan Yuchi liked to have fun, but her idea of fun was different from that of those rich heirs.

Many celebrities also liked to go to bars and nightclubs when stressed. Bian Yunchen had been a few times earlier in her career for business socializing.

A scene of debauchery flashed in her mind. She seemed to see Xuan Yuchi there, and she saw a person dressed sexily sitting on Xuan Yuchi’s lap.

Bian Yunchen, are you still jealous?

A voice faintly echoed in her mind. Bian Yunchen opened her eyes, returning to the real world. Her fingers were clenched painfully. She looked back and saw Xuan Yuchi clinging to the balcony door like a gecko.

Bian Yunchen slid open the balcony door. Xuan Yuchi smiled brightly: “Good morning~”

“Good morning,” Bian Yunchen replied with a gentle smile.

Just like the countless times she swiftly detached herself from a role, she didn’t carry the emotions of the scene into her life outside the set.

Xuan Yuchi saw the workout clothes changed out on the bed and knew Bian Yunchen had already eaten breakfast.

Xuan Yuchi brushed her teeth and went to eat breakfast. Even though the hotel breakfast looked unappetizing, Xuan Yuchi forced herself to take three shaomai and a bowl of noodles to ensure she had enough energy.

The employees of Shuihe Entertainment were busy all night. Amy sent her dozens of messages.

The summary was that the current public sentiment was intense, escalating to the point where people from other cities were planning to besiege Jingcheng locals.

She must not mention this matter during the program recording.

Also, fans had found out that the emergency landing of the plane was suspicious, causing an uproar online and forcing the government to launch an investigation. The airline was in trouble.

Now the entire country was watching this program, and Xuan Yuchi, as a civilian, needed to be cautious with her words and actions.

In addition, some fans were very satisfied with Xuan Yuchi’s performance at the airport, giving her the title of Bian Yunchen’s Close Friend.

Xuan Yuchi was delighted, feeling a sense of recognition from Bian Yunchen’s “family-in-law,” as she had never been truly accepted by Bian Yunchen’s real family.

After breakfast, Xuan Yuchi wandered around the hotel for a bit and ran into Morandi.

Morandi first complimented Xuan Yuchi: “You’re so disciplined. Unlike me, I just want to lie down after eating.”

Xuan Yuchi smiled and exchanged polite formalities with her.

Morandi then asked about Yunchen, and then asked Xuan Yuchi if she slept well and if the food was acceptable at the hotel.

Xuan Yuchi said: “Yunchen is playing in the room.”

“I slept pretty well.”

“It’s alright.”

Morandi: “Yuchi, let me tell you, our show is getting a lot of exposure now.”

Morandi showed her the program’s account on a certain platform.

The account had nearly 100 million followers.

Xuan Yuchi was startled. Thinking about being judged by so many people after the program aired, Xuan Yuchi felt a little excited.

If someone scolded her, would Shuihe Entertainment help her with public relations?

“I have an idea.” Morandi put her hand on Xuan Yuchi’s shoulder to close the distance between them.

Xuan Yuchi: “Tell me.”

Morandi: “I want to present the program in a live broadcast format.”

Morandi was an old hand who had been with the program since the first season. The production team was almost all Alphas, and she was the only Beta. After working for two seasons, everyone else had taken on more important roles, while she remained in the same position.

Morandi had proposed the idea of a live broadcast to the chief producer before the start of the second season, but the producer lamented:

“A bunch of B-list celebrities live-streaming the shoot? Do you think our show’s ratings are too high?”

In the middle of the second season, with the addition of some famous celebrities, Morandi bravely proposed it again.

The chief producer told Morandi to go somewhere cool and mind her own business.

“Don’t you know how delicate these big sisters are? The post-production team is already working to death to maintain their image. Don’t cause me any more trouble!”

However, Xuan Yuchi thought the live broadcast suggestion was excellent.

In case someone in Pingyan City tried to target her and Yunchen, having a live, real-time recording would make it harder for others to twist the truth.

Morandi was so touched she was about to cry: “Xuan Yuchi, I love you too much.”

Xuan Yuchi chuckled: “I politely decline that.”

She brought the news to Yunchen, and Yunchen agreed.

After packing their luggage, Morandi had the camerawoman wait outside their room door with professional live-streaming equipment.

She posted the live broadcast announcement on the official account, and ten million people immediately flooded into the live stream room, causing it to lag horribly.

After half an hour, the platform urgently upgraded its server, allowing thirty million people to comfortably wait for the live stream.

Morandi knocked on the door.

“This is the room where Yunchen and Yuchi are staying.”

“Hi.” Xuan Yuchi opened the door, accurately caught the camera, and showed a celebrity-perfect smile—who knows how many times she had practiced in front of the mirror, and how much Yunchen had teased her for it.

The comments section exploded, roaring like an evil dragon.

“Where’s Yunchen?”

“Aaaahhhhhhhhhhhhh!”

“OMG, I see Yunchen!”

“Sister Yunchen, I’m crying because I miss you so much.”

Yunchen was spraying sunblock inside the room. Seeing the camera, she smiled slightly: “Hi.”

“I can’t believe it, Yunchen waved at me!”

“Mommy, I’m calling Yunchen my mother!”

“My Chen looks gorgeous today, too!!!”

It was Xuan Yuchi’s first time live-streaming, and she was very curious. After watching the live screen for a long time, she truly felt the frenzy of Yunchen’s fans.

Then she saw some comments:

“Can that person move aside? She’s blocking my Yunchen.”

“Is the civilian trying to steal the spotlight?”

“Gosh, who wants to look at her? Have some self-awareness.”

“Can some people stop being so aggressive when they talk?”

…

Xuan Yuchi stepped back a bit. She could understand the fans’ feelings.

“Pucker your lips,” Bian Yunchen tucked the stray hairs on both sides of Xuan Yuchi’s face behind her ears and pressed the sunblock spray.

She then lifted Xuan Yuchi’s arm and carefully sprayed it for her.

Next, she picked up Xuan Yuchi’s sun-protective jacket from the bed and sprayed insect repellent on it.

The set of actions was very natural, as if she frequently took care of Xuan Yuchi this way.

The voices in the comments urging Yunchen to “touch her face,” “make a V-sign,” or interact with the fans gradually subsided.

The feed was uniformly praising Yunchen for being caring and kind to people.

Soon, the topic “I also want a friend like Bian Yunchen” trended on the hot search, ranking right after “Bian Yunchen Live Broadcast.”

Another ten million people rushed into the live stream room.

Morandi saw the warm-up was sufficient and began to follow the process.

She asked Xuan Yuchi to introduce herself.

Xuan Yuchi said: “Hello everyone, my name is Xuan Yuchi, and I am Yunchen’s friend.”

The comments immediately started urging her to speak faster, saying they were there to see Bian Yunchen.

Morandi, off-camera, asked, “How many years have you known each other?”

Xuan Yuchi calculated: “About twenty-three years?”

Not two or three years, but twenty-three years.

The comments section instantly went crazy.

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