She doesn’t want to pretend to be an Omega either! - Chapter 7

The scariest thing in the world is—when a friend suddenly shows you concern.

The moment Wen Mo saw Yin Qingyue’s message pop up, her brain automatically cued that song, and her little heart gave a shiver.

For more than a month since crossing over, she had been keeping her distance from the main cast of this novel, almost forgetting that she was just a cannon-fodder side character. Yin Qingyue’s sudden greeting instantly dragged her back to reality.

Although she had already survived the critical turning point of “Wen Mo’s” doomed fate, being cannon fodder meant the protagonists could still easily stir up trouble for her. She still had to tread carefully.

[Wen Mo]: I’m doing great~

[Wen Mo]: What’s up?

Wen Mo replied with enthusiasm.

Yin Qingyue blinked at her screen in mild surprise.

Before that incident, Wen Mo would message her every so often, always so warm and overly friendly.

But Wen Mo’s enthusiasm had been… a bit overwhelming. She would chat about all kinds of strange topics, ask her what she liked, talk about giving her gifts, invite her out to play… Sometimes Yin Qingyue really had no idea how to respond.

Back then, she had faintly sensed that Wen Mo probably liked her—maybe even wanted to pursue her.

But since Wen Mo never openly confessed, Yin Qingyue couldn’t just reject her outright. Instead, she tried to hint through her actions that she already liked someone else, hoping Wen Mo would stop wasting her time.

Whether Wen Mo ever got the hint, Yin Qingyue couldn’t be sure. Either way, Wen Mo never stopped initiating conversations.

At least, that was how it used to be.

After that incident, Wen Mo never reached out again.

Yin Qingyue could understand. Even though the misunderstanding had been cleared up, it must still be awkward for Wen Mo to face her—especially after Zhu Shen had actually hit her…

And truth be told, they weren’t all that close to begin with. Wen Mo not contacting her anymore was natural, and she herself was busy. If she hadn’t casually heard a friend mention Wen Mo today, Yin Qingyue might not have thought of her at all.

Still, since the matter vaguely involved her, she felt it was necessary to ask.

She didn’t fully believe Wen Mo’s excuse about “pretending to be an Alpha,” but at the same time, Wen Mo didn’t seem like the type to make up such a clumsy lie. So in the end, she chose to believe her.

Now, after more than a month, chatting with Wen Mo again—even just two short replies—left Yin Qingyue feeling a little dazed.

That cheerful, lively tone, paired with Wen Mo’s new cartoon avatar… If not for the contact note she had added, she might have thought she’d messaged the wrong person.

Was Wen Mo simply letting her true personality show now that her Omega identity was exposed?

Or—had she misunderstood from the start? Maybe Wen Mo really had only wanted to be friends with her?

She remembered Wen Mo once saying that she didn’t have many kind, thoughtful Omegas around her and just wanted to get to know her. At the time, Yin Qingyue had found the words suspicious, even overthought them. But looking back now, maybe Wen Mo had simply meant it literally.

After all, Omegas also liked having Omega friends.

[Yin Qingyue]: Nothing big, I just heard from a friend that you’ve been a little different lately, so I wanted to check.

[Yin Qingyue]: As long as you’re fine, that’s good.

[Wen Mo]: Huh? Word spread all the way to you?!

Wen Mo was startled, but thinking about it, it made sense.

Their two universities were right next to each other—step outside and you might bump into someone. Gossip was bound to travel.

After chatting a little more, Wen Mo discovered how her classmates had been interpreting her “change of personality.” It was… not unreasonable.

But still—!

This explanation scared her.

Anyone else, sure. But she absolutely could not afford to be rumored to be secretly pining for Yin Qingyue.

Even if everyone knew it was a failed crush, Yin Qingyue’s army of admirers would automatically mark her as a “love rival.” How many people would that make her enemy?!

It was true that Zhu Shen was the one who had directly sent her to the cannon-fodder chopping block, but she hadn’t even run into the rest of Yin Qingyue’s admirers yet. And they were not to be underestimated.

Especially that brooding male lead, Gu Nan, whose possessiveness was off the charts—he couldn’t stand anyone else even looking at the heroine.

Then there was the seemingly gentle but two-faced student council president, the puppy-like junior who turned into a wolf around others, and the wealthy, handsome, heavyweight boxing champion from the neighboring school (hers).

And those were just the ones she remembered from the book! There were surely plenty more admirers lurking in the background.

And almost all of them? Tall, muscular Alphas. Wen Mo’s frail, untrained body was no match for any of them.

She suddenly felt lucky she’d been cooped up at school all this time. Otherwise, she might have run straight into one of those hot-headed rivals and gotten pounded on the spot.

Not that she feared a beating—could anyone hit harder than Zhu Shen?—but the thought of them plotting against her in secret? That was terrifying.

[Wen Mo]: This is all a misunderstanding! I just figured some things out, that’s all! It’s definitely not because I failed at secretly liking you!!!

She hurriedly explained.

Seeing those three massive exclamation marks, Yin Qingyue could practically feel her desperation. She couldn’t help laughing softly as she typed a quick reassurance:

[Yin Qingyue]: I know, I know.

But Wen Mo was on the verge of tears. It’s useless if you know! The ones who need to know are your admirers!

As if reading her mind, Yin Qingyue quickly followed with another message:

[Yin Qingyue]: Don’t worry, I’ll help explain.

Wen Mo’s eyes lit up with joy.

She was finally starting to understand Yin Qingyue’s “beloved by all” charm.

Such a considerate girl—she didn’t even need to be asked. She just instinctively knew how to help. Who wouldn’t fall for that?

[Wen Mo]: [Overly dramatic heart gif]

[Wen Mo]: Thank you! Please, I’m counting on you to clear this up for me!

Seeing how sincere Wen Mo was, Yin Qingyue promised she would clarify things with her close friends. Beyond that, she admitted she couldn’t control how the rumor mill spun—it would be up to the student body’s legendary gossip network.

After all, it wasn’t as if she could grab a megaphone and shout the truth across campus.

Wen Mo understood. Yin Qingyue’s willingness alone made her feel grateful.

But she couldn’t just sit back and let Yin Qingyue do all the work. If she knew about the rumors, she had to act too.

She rubbed her chin, thought hard, then suddenly her eyes lit up. She spun around to her desk, opened her laptop, and began typing furiously.

Soon, a new anonymous post appeared on the school forum’s homepage:

《The Domineering Female Alpha Doesn’t Love Me—Because She Only Likes Men!》

The content was short, blunt, and dripping with conviction:

Recently heard some gossip that she changed because of a certain Omega girl?

I’m here to say—impossible!

Because she has zero interest in women!

Don’t ask me how I know. Just know this is first-hand experience!

Yours truly, a soft, sweet Omega, personally tried to seduce her and got nothing.

When I tearfully asked why, she admitted it herself—she has a special quirk. She only reacts to men. Only loves men!

So stop the gossip. She and any girl A, girl B, girl O? Never happening.

Even her so-called ex-girlfriend was really just a close sister! And that rumored Omega? Just a friend!

Wen Mo skimmed the post, satisfied. No extra fluff, all straight to the point, bursting with “personal authenticity.”

Luckily, the original Wen Mo really had preferred men, with only two fleeting female friendships back in middle school. That made this explanation easy to swallow.

And it killed three birds with one stone:

• Yin Qingyue would believe she had no ulterior motives.

• If she ran into Zhu Shen again, she could whip out this post as “proof of innocence.”

• And Yin Qingyue’s admirers would scratch her off their imaginary rival lists.

Perfect. Now she just had to get the post pinned so more people would see it!

She rarely browsed the forum, let alone posted. Who would have thought her first post would be… self-slander?

Truly, nothing online was reliable. If she could fabricate a rumor about herself, then what could be trusted?

So she closed the forum right away, even cleared her posting history just in case anyone borrowed her laptop.

It would take some time for the post to spread. If it didn’t gain traction, she’d anonymously circulate it in her school chat groups and force-feed everyone the “scandal.”

Until then, she would keep a low profile.

Which meant, other than meals and classes, she would hole up in the dorm. Not because she was addicted to games, dramas, and novels. Definitely not.

…Okay, maybe a little.

But exceptions always arose.

This weekend was Wei Mingshu’s twentieth birthday. His family was planning a grand banquet, but before that, he wanted to celebrate early with friends.

He invited Wen Mo.

They’d known each other for years, so she couldn’t find a reason to refuse. She agreed.

Then her father called, telling her to come home that weekend and accompany him to the Wei family’s official birthday banquet.

Once again, she had no excuse to say no.

Which meant—she’d be celebrating Wei Mingshu’s birthday twice.

As a decent person, Wen Mo couldn’t go empty-handed. A birthday meant a gift.

So, with no classes on Friday afternoon, she tidied up and finally stepped out of campus to buy something.

She was a little worried that someone might pick a fight before the rumors cleared, but not enough to stay locked indoors forever. After all, not everyone was as unreasonable as Zhu Shen.

Hands in pockets, earbuds in, she walked with her back straight, humming along to the music. Even a homebody felt cheerful after stepping out into the sun.

A smile tugged at her lips—until her eyes froze.

Standing tall at the neighboring school’s gate was a striking figure. Unbelievably handsome. The kind of handsome that hit straight to her heart—even if he had once beaten her up.

Zhu Shen.

Seriously? You’re a busy twenty-something CEO. Why are you here at the school gate on a Friday afternoon, flaunting your god-tier looks instead of running your company?!