The Scummy Alpha Who Transmigrated Into a Book Was Tricked by the Actress Omega - Chapter 12

The heavy, opaque inner curtains were pulled open with a swift “swish,” leaving only a thin, hazy layer of gauze that couldn’t block the gentle yet dazzling morning light, spilling golden hues across the floor.

The spacious bed was covered with a soft brocade quilt. One side had been thrown back, revealing the slightly rumpled sheets beneath where someone had lain; the other side was slightly raised, with only a few strands of black hair spilling out from under the covers. The person inside let out a faint murmur.

After the murmur, the bundled quilt rustled as the person inside sat up groggily, their face still clouded with sleepiness.

It was Yan Xunzhen.

She truly hadn’t expected that this small amount of alcohol would leave her feeling so unwell even now. Fortunately, it was better than last time at least she hadn’t ended up in the hospital. But this couldn’t go on. She had to find a way to overcome this sudden drunkenness. Maybe she could try desensitization therapy like before drinking a little before bed, gradually increasing the dosage. She refused to believe she’d still be a lightweight after that.

Her thoughts raced, but she at least remembered she was in her own bed. If nothing else, the people in the original scumbag alpha’s household were loyal, and she was confident she’d made it home safely.

But the next moment, her brain short-circuited.

Because, though backlit, the person who had drawn the curtains was clearly not Auntie Li, who usually took care of her daily needs. This person had a slender figure, their black hair gathered neatly in front, revealing a delicate, refined profile as they lowered their head.

They wore a silk robe, and Yan Xunzhen could only be grateful she was a decent person otherwise, with that slender waist and graceful posture, the original scumbag alpha would’ve lost all self-control.

Shock and anger surged within her, but even more overwhelming was the anxiety and panic of not knowing what had happened the night before.

Almost instinctively, she glanced down at herself under the covers.

And that glance made everything worse.

Her throat tightened. The loose robe did little to hide her collarbones, and the sash around her waist might as well not exist. She was…

This!

Help.

In an ABO world, wasn’t marking necessary? Had she turned into a beast and sunk her teeth into Du Zuilang’s neck?!

So, had she or hadn’t she?!

Yan Xunzhen’s mind was in chaos.

Du Zuilang didn’t give her time to stay frozen. Standing by the curtains, she gazed out at the vast expanse of trees halfway up the hillside of the estate, seemingly captivated by the scenery. She stepped closer to the window.

She was so fragile, like a rose that would snap at the slightest touch, its morning dew needing to be gently brushed away. But if someone dared to grip the rose’s “neck,” they had to be prepared for its thorns and for the rose to wither in defiance.

A fragment of unfamiliar memory flashed through Yan Xunzhen’s mind, a scene from the original novel, throbbing painfully as it took hold of her consciousness.

Du Zuilang’s face was streaked with tears as she released her grip on the bedsheets, coughing violently as if trying to expel her entire chest.

The scent of orange wine was overpowering, but not sweet or light instead, it was thick, bitter, and sharp, carrying a note of resistance.

The scumbag alpha’s pheromones were tea, oddly bland, and now mingled with the wine, the combination was far from pleasant. The room held no trace of tenderness or romance, only the tension of a fierce standoff.

The scumbag Alpha’s face was twisted with fury, half of her black hair swept back while the other half was streaked with bright red blood trickling down the strands, making her look utterly terrifying. “Go on, say it! Why won’t you agree? Say it, you bitch!!”

Du Zuilan clenched her teeth. Even the most patient person couldn’t endure such humiliation without resentment. So, no matter how terrified or trembling she was, she stubbornly turned her face away in silence.

The scumbag Alpha tried to touch her, only to have her hand bitten hard enough to draw blood. The mingling of red and white stung Du Zuilan’s eyes.

In a fit of rage, the scumbag Alpha prepared to forcibly pin Du Zuilan down by her hair, aiming to give her a temporary mark on the back of her neck.

Just as her teeth neared Du Zuilan’s gland to inject pheromones, Du Zuilan suddenly struggled violently. Even when her body slammed against the bed frame with a loud thud, she didn’t stop. Like a cornered beast driven to fury, she let out a tearful roar, slapped the scumbag Alpha’s hand away, and bolted to the window.

Then leaped straight from the second floor!

Yan Xunzhen’s heart clenched violently, a surge of bitter blood rushing into her chest as this memory foreign to her swiftly faded from her mind.

She watched as Du Zuilan’s slender ankle seemed to lift, her red toes leaving the carpet.

Yan Xunzhen nearly cried out in alarm, her voice breaking: “Don’t jump!”

Du Zuilan gently lowered her raised foot and turned around.

Backlit, her expression remained unreadable.

Yan Xunzhen’s wildly pounding heart finally settled somewhat. She tried to reassure herself, she wasn’t the type to disregard others’ consent, and she would never do anything harmful to the female lead. No need to panic…

She truly couldn’t have done anything bad, but she had no memory of last night. Could the scumbag Alpha’s consciousness have resurfaced?

Help.

Yan Xunzhen slowly pulled back the covers, still trying to think positively. But as she got out of bed, she stumbled slightly before quickly steadying herself. Clearing her throat, she spoke hesitantly, “Are you, okay? I…”

She continued, “I didn’t do anything, did I?”

She had no idea why Du Zuilan was in her home, but she held back from asking for now.

The fact that Du Zuilan didn’t seem suicidal brought Yan Xunzhen some comfort.

Du Zuilan murmured softly, “I’m fine.”

She took two steps closer to Yan Xunzhen, then bent down silently to pick up the clothes scattered on the floor.

Yan Xunzhen crouched down first and gathered them for her.

Her own slender, fair neck was exposed, yet she noticed nothing amiss. Unconsciously, she treated Du Zuilan with the warmth of a friend. Moreover, to atone for the scumbag Alpha’s sins, her actions toward Du Zuilan were the complete opposite of before nothing like her usual young mistress demeanor.

Yan Xunzhen cautiously added, “I remember last night. I came back alone.”

Du Zuilan lowered her head, fingers tugging at the hem of her clothes without moving. After a long pause, she replied in a quiet voice, “No.”

“But I—”

Yan Xunzhen’s words cut off abruptly. She had no grounds to argue after all, the victim hadn’t spoken up, and how could she doubt the female lead? For the first time, she understood what the novels meant by “seeing black.” Forcing a smile, she continued, “Then, that’s good. Do you have filming today?”

Du Zuilan nodded, her fingers brushing against Yan Xunzhen’s as she tugged at the hem of her clothes.

Yan Xunzhen recoiled as if shocked by electricity.

Du Zuilan said, “You were drunk last night.”

Yan Xunzhen thought to herself that if given another chance, she’d rather take antibiotics than drink; outwardly, she obediently nodded. “Mhm. You gave me plain water yesterday, thank you. But later, I don’t know who kept refilling my glass.”

Du Zuilan’s expression remained unreadable as she listened quietly, her voice carrying a slight nasal tone. “Later, you told me to go with you, to take me home.”

Her eyes lifted, unexpectedly brimming with tears, looking so pitiful that Yan Xunzhen’s heart shattered into pieces. “I believed you.”

If Du Zuilan had been her rival or even just a business partner Yan Xunzhen would have calmly sat down to lay out the facts and reason through the situation logically.

But the intimacy between them, coupled with the complexities of their ABO world glands and all left her mind utterly blank.

Yan Xunzhen might have been a predator at the top of the food chain, but facing Du Zuilan, she suddenly became the flustered prey.

Biting her own tail in apology.

Yan Xunzhen’s voice was sincere. “I really deserve to die.”

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