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Ji Yaran has transmigrated into a melodramatic ABO novel, finding herself in the role of a “stand-in” for the scummy Alpha’s true love. In the original plot, she abandons her own fiancée for this toxic Alpha, even going so far as to suppress her nature as a Beta to pretend to be an Omega just to satisfy the Alpha’s whims. She remains uncomplaining even when her health deteriorates to the point of hospitalization.
Ji Yaran trembles in fear, she’d quite like to live for a few more years!
On the very night of her transmigration, the scummy Alpha invites her over for a “sleepover.” Recalling the original character’s tragic fate, Ji Yaran blurts out a desperate lie.
“I’m sorry, I’ve differentiated into an Alpha. We’re no longer compatible.”
To sell the lie, she grabs a delicate, pitiful-looking stranger on the street: “And this is my girlfriend.”
The “Omega” glances at her and smiles: “Then, Sister, I’m going home with you tonight.”
Ji Yaran soon discovers that the “little pup” she brought home comes from a struggling background and is in dire need of money. Striking while the iron is hot, she convinces her to sign a contract.
“I’ll pay your living expenses if you pretend to be my girlfriend, okay?” “Okay.” “Just for a month, help me get rid of her… Wait, you don’t need to kiss me like that. Hey, stop touching me!” “Okay.”
The little pup’s eyes sparkle with innocence, seemingly unable to even tell a lie. Ji Yaran feels completely at ease.
Having dumped the scummy Alpha, Ji Yaran escapes her fate as cannon fodder and skyrockets to fame as a popular young actress. As a wealthy heiress, she becomes the most sought-after match for high-society alliances.
At an elite banquet, Ji Yaran hears that her abandoned former fiancée has arrived. Just as she tries to dodge her, an unexpected accident occurs: she finally differentiates into an Omega.
Under the predatory gazes of the crowd, Ji Yaran bites her lip and whispers a plea to the “little Omega” beside her.
“We’re both Omegas, you’ll help me, right?” “Of course.”
The next morning, Ji Yaran wakes up to a room thick with powerful Alpha pheromones.
Song Qingxue wears a playful smirk: “Did you have fun running away from our wedding, Sister?”
Ji Yaran clutches her aching waist, her eyes brimming with tears of indignation: “How could you lie to me!”
Your light burns the thin snow into fireworks, illuminating my eyes.
