Pretending to Be a Submissive O: My Fiancee Is a Little Pup - Chapter 4

Song Qingxue had a naturally slender and delicate frame. When she spoke those words, her eyes were brimming with tears and her voice was so humble it was enough to make anyone’s heart ache for her.

Adding to that, she was an Omega in the middle of her heat, even if Ji Yaran had a heart of iron, it would have been difficult to remain unmoved.

After a moment of silence, Ji Yaran asked, “Why do you want to follow me?”

“Because,” Song Qingxue bit her moist, red lower lip, waiting a long while before answering, “Sister is good to me.”

“Me?” Ji Yaran couldn’t help but chuckle at that. “I’ve only taken you in for a single day and haven’t really done anything, and you call that being ‘good’?”

“Yes,” Song Qingxue’s eyes shone with an earnest gaze. “Sister, if you hadn’t looked after me yesterday, no one would have.”

“You…” Ji Yaran recalled what the girl had said yesterday and hesitated. “Don’t you have any other friends?”

If she didn’t get along with her family, surely she had some friends. Even if she didn’t, given Song Qingxue’s reputation in the industry, she should at least have some colleagues she could trust. Why did she make it sound as if the entire world had abandoned her?

“They… are all Alphas.”

Ji Yaran understood immediately.

The gender barrier between an Alpha and an Omega wasn’t something that could be bridged by the word “friend.” The pheromones released by an Omega in heat were fatally attractive to Alphas, and more often than not, it wasn’t something an Alpha could control through mere logic.

Alphas are prone to sexual impulses toward Omegas, and as a vulnerable group, Omegas are often unable to protect themselves. In times like these, staying with a Beta is the only safe option.

Looking at Song Qingxue’s pitiful appearance, the pheromones she emitted were likely the sweet, cloying kind that could make an Alpha lose their mind. Unfortunately for her, Ji Yaran was a Beta and would never be able to smell a thing.

Thinking of this, Ji Yaran sighed internally.

“Fine, you can stay for a few days until your heat is over, then you can leave.”

She really couldn’t bring herself to throw a helpless Omega out onto the streets.

Song Qingxue’s face lit up with joy. “Thank you, Sister!”

“By the way,” Ji Yaran thought of something else, “do you really have no money on you at all?”

Song Qingxue was a famous manager, after all. How could she not have a penny to her name, to the point where she couldn’t even pay 9.7 yuan for a taxi? How had she been eating these past few days?

At the mention of this, Song Qingxue fell into a rare silence, and her expression darkened.

Ji Yaran’s internal alarms went off.

Had she accidentally exposed a lie?

It was all so illogical.

Just then, she heard Song Qingxue speak.

“I terminated my contract with my old company, and after that, I had a falling out with my family. My accounts have been frozen, so I can’t use any of my money right now.”

Ji Yaran froze.

It was that serious?

She had researched Song Qingxue’s history and knew she had parted ways with Qiao Feina, but she hadn’t realized Song Qingxue had cut ties with the company entirely and was no longer a celebrity manager at Lingshang Culture.

A bitter smile appeared on Song Qingxue’s lips. “The split with the company was quite unpleasant, and as for my family…”

She paused, not saying much more, only adding, “In short, money is a bit tight lately.”

“So… what do you plan to do?” It wasn’t sustainable to keep going like this.

“Don’t worry, Sister. A friend helped me get in touch with her management agency, and they happen to be hiring. I’ll go for an interview once my heat is over,” Song Qingxue said.

Hearing this, Ji Yaran realized she had overthought things. The girl was an Omega, not an idiot. How could someone who managed to survive in the cutthroat entertainment industry until today not have a backup plan?

“I’m relieved to hear you have a plan.”

At those words, Song Qingxue couldn’t help but let out a small laugh.

“So, Sister was worried about me?”

When she smiled, her charming fox-like eyes narrowed slightly, revealing a hint of hidden elegance that flickered beneath her cool exterior, creating a unique and breathtaking kind of beauty.

Truth be told, Song Qingxue was more beautiful than many of the celebrities Ji Yaran had seen.

With such a good foundation, why stay behind the scenes?

Ji Yaran could only think of one possibility: her family wouldn’t allow it.

From the bits and pieces Song Qingxue had shared, it seemed she came from a very strict household, which made the possibility of her family forbidding an Omega from becoming a star much higher.

Ji Yaran watched her for a moment, then suddenly stood up and walked over to her, raising an eyebrow with a light smile. “I’ve been meaning to ask, why do you keep calling me ‘Sister’? How old are you exactly?”

The original owner of this body had graduated two years ago and was 25. Although Song Qingxue had an incredibly youthful face, the fact that she had made Qiao Feina famous suggested her actual age was likely higher than it appeared, probably similar to her own.

To her surprise, Song Qingxue’s answer caught her off guard.

“I… am twenty-two this year.”

Ji Yaran was visibly stunned.

Twenty-two… that was incredibly young!

Most university students don’t graduate until they are 23. Was it possible she hadn’t even graduated yet?

Song Qingxue read her thoughts from her expression and explained, “I started school early and skipped two grades in elementary school, so I graduated at twenty.”

Ji Yaran: Who knew this Omega was a straight-A student?

“Sister, you must be thirsty after being out,” Song Qingxue walked to the coffee table and poured her a cup of coffee. “Try the coffee I brewed, see if it’s to your taste.”

Ji Yaran took the cup, and the rich, mellow aroma immediately made her feel more alert.

“I’ve already mixed the sugar and milk in the right proportions, so it won’t be bitter,” Song Qingxue said. “Sister, try it, it’ll get cold if you wait.”

“Alright.” Ji Yaran held the cup and took a sip. It was exactly as Song Qingxue said, the flavor was excellent and the temperature was just right.

She slowly finished the cup.

“Sister, what do you think? Was it to your taste? If it wasn’t good, tell me, and I’ll adjust it next time I have the chance.”

“No need to adjust,” Ji Yaran set the cup down, “it’s quite good as it is.”

A smile blossomed on Song Qingxue’s lips. “I’m glad Sister likes it.”

Ji Yaran checked the time and walked over to the table. “By the way, I bought lunch. I didn’t know what you usually like, so I just grabbed something. I hope it’s alright.”

“I’m not a picky eater. Thank you for buying me lunch, Sister.”

“Sure.” Ji Yaran was already hungry. She pulled out a chair, sat down, and began eating from her lunch box.

Seeing her start, Song Qingxue sat down as well, though her posture was far more elegant than Ji Yaran’s.

As expected of an Omega, even her eating habits are so refined, Ji Yaran thought.

Perhaps she was tired from running around all morning, or maybe the alcohol from last night hadn’t fully metabolized yet, but Ji Yaran began to feel sleepy after eating. As she cleared away her lunch box, she said to Song Qingxue, “I’m going to take a nap. Call me if you need anything.”

Thinking about it, Ji Yaran felt a vague sense of foreboding.

“I understand, Sister.”

“And… remember to use your suppressants.”

“Mhm, I’ll head back to my room to inject them in a bit.”

After Ji Yaran left, Song Qingxue sat at the table, swinging her legs as she finished her meal leisurely.

The second hand of the clock ticked away quietly, as if waiting for a pivotal moment.

Twenty minutes later, when the faint sound of steady breathing came from the half-open bedroom door, Song Qingxue unhurriedly opened her phone and dialed a number.

The moment the call connected, her red lips parted, and her sexy voice, as light as a feather, brushed against the listener’s heart.

“The fish has taken the bait.”

After returning from the cocktail party, Ji Yaran rested at home for a week.

As an obscure, bottom-tier star, she didn’t have much work. Lately, she didn’t even have any scripts to film. The only project she was waiting on was one Mei Juan had introduced her to, where the director happened to be Yu Shi.

As the filming date approached, she didn’t receive a notification from the crew, but instead got a call from Mei Juan.

The two rarely contacted each other. Their last call had been four months ago when Mei Juan introduced her to the investors of the drama. Mei Juan was usually very busy and wouldn’t call without an important reason. Therefore, when Ji Yaran saw her name on the screen, she immediately felt a bad omen.

“Sister Mei?”

“Yaran, is now a good time?”

“It is, I’m at home. What’s wrong?”

“Sigh, I’m so sorry. Remember how I introduced you to the crew of Indulgence? Today, the director told me they found someone more suitable for the role…”

Ji Yaran had already braced herself for this possibility when she picked up the phone. While it was a shame, she wasn’t particularly devastated.

After all, she had broken up with Yu Shi. If she had stayed with the production, she likely would have spent every day in a state of constant anxiety.

The drama was a major production, widely expected to be a hit, and roles were hard to come by. But if the price was her own life, it was better to let it go.

There are many paths to fame, and if one takes a trajectory that wasn’t meant for them, there is always a price to pay.

So, she gathered her emotions and said to Mei Juan, “It’s fine, Sister Mei. You don’t need to apologize.”

“Sigh,” Mei Juan sighed with self-reproach, “I let your expectations go to waste.”

“By the way, Sister Mei, I wanted to ask you something.”

“What is it? Tell me. If I can help, I will.”

“Do you know who they picked for the female lead of Indulgence?”

“I think it’s a newcomer, apparently her surname is Liu… I don’t know the specific name.”

“I see. Thanks for letting me know, Sister Mei.”

It was Liu Jiayan after all.

The moment Liu Jiayan returned to the country, Yu Shi couldn’t wait to host a party for her, expanding her network and giving her the best resources. This level of devotion was even greater than what the original owner had felt for Yu Shi.

“Yaran, don’t worry too much. I’ll ask around other crews and try to get you some good roles.”

“Thank you for the trouble, Sister Mei.”

After hanging up, Ji Yaran let out a long breath, feeling a strange sense of relief.

Doing this was like severing one more tie between her and Yu Shi.

Just then, a hesitant voice spoke from behind her: “Sister… is there a problem with the production?”

Song Qingxue had been staying at her house for the past few days and knew she was waiting for Indulgence to start filming. Having accidentally overheard the call just now, she had guessed what happened.

“Yeah,” Ji Yaran didn’t deny it, “the crew said they’re replacing me.”

“It’s the production’s loss to replace you, Sister,” Song Qingxue blinked her eyes sincerely. “They’ll definitely regret it later.”

It was an obvious attempt at comfort, but Ji Yaran was amused, and her lingering regrets vanished.

“It’s fine. I was actually a bit hesitant about this role anyway.”

Song Qingxue watched her, then suddenly said, “If Sister trusts me, why don’t you let me contact a production for you?”

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