The Scummy Alpha Who Transmigrated Into a Book Was Tricked by the Actress Omega - Chapter 2

Yan Xunzhen found herself thinking of an untimely phrase: “It’s not the wine that intoxicates, but the drinker who loses themselves in it.”

She felt dizzy, the suppressed restlessness in her heart surging back. To avoid saying anything hurtful to the female lead, she pinched herself hard again.

She was wearing a dark velvet gown, but the stylish hem rode up to her thighs, revealing glimpses of her fair skin, now marred with self-inflicted, deep red marks that burned like brands.

The next moment, she uncontrollably slumped toward Du Zuilan.

Before Du Zuilan could react with shock or fear, Yan Xunzhen leaned slightly to the side. Her soft, seaweed-like black hair clung to her striking face, making her appear unexpectedly innocent and harmless, an expression the original Yan Xunzhen would never have worn.

The original Yan Xunzhen wouldn’t have been intoxicated by Du Zuilan’s pheromones.

Her entire body burned with discomfort, yet she still made an effort to keep her distance from the female lead, lest Du Zuilan mistake her intentions.

But the torment was unbearable. She had to admit even the tips of her ears were flushed, and she must have looked like she’d been through something unspeakable.

Only when the discomfort peaked did she lift her head from the suffocating covers, gasping for air before burying her delicate nose back into the fabric.

The scent of orange wine might have faded or maybe not. Yan Xunzhen couldn’t tell.

When she looked up again, she met Du Zuilan’s inscrutable gaze.

Her eyes were clear yet all-knowing, as if they could pierce straight into her soul.

Startled, Yan Xunzhen’s long lashes fluttered. She hastily wiped the sweat from her forehead just as Du Zuilan spoke:

“Are you drunk?”

“I’m not!”

Her slender fingers still hovered near her cheek. Realizing her words were slipping out unchecked, she moved her index finger to her lips and bit down, stifling a pained groan but unable to utter another word.

Behind Du Zuilan, a warm halo seemed to envelop her. Though her expression was unreadable, there was an inexplicable sense of comfort radiating from her.

Yan Xunzhen instinctively wanted to draw closer. Her stunningly beautiful face, usually sharp with an elite’s poise, now betrayed a rare vulnerability.

This contrast made her seem like the kind of alpha who could effortlessly lure any omega to her side.

Du Zuilan, however, fell silent. After a long pause, she said, “Director Yan, you should call your assistant and go home early.”

When it didn’t involve her dreams, the female lead was always composed, always patient.

Yan Xunzhen knew she should leave immediately. But as she tried to stand, her legs gave way. The sharp click of her heels against the floor echoed as she braced herself against the bed with both hands.

“I know!”

“Director Yan, you’ve never been drunk in front of me before.” Du Zuilan stood at a carefully measured distance. “Are you drunk?”

It was the second time she’d asked.

For some reason, Yan Xunzhen’s heart began to race wildly.

After a long silence, she didn’t answer, her slightly flushed face dazed and confused.

Du Zuilan didn’t press further. She stood up quietly, her slender figure disappearing from Yan Xunzhen’s sight.

“D-Director Yan, hello.”

“Hmm.”

The man standing opposite Yan Xunzhen kept his head lowered, not daring to glance around, only muttering silently in his heart. The usually hands-off boss had suddenly started working right after leaving her little lover, and now she looked utterly terrifying, completely unlike her former self.

Yan Xunzhen had just called in several senior executives for a harsh reprimand, why was it his turn now?

And at the company gala, no less. The manager couldn’t make sense of it, hoping she had just summoned him on a whim to ask a few casual questions.

Yan Xunzhen could easily see through his thoughts.

At the hospital, after realizing something was off with her condition, she had instructed her assistant to take her to the emergency room. A quick injection of suppressants later, she finally stabilized.

The doctor had seemed hesitant, but Yan Xunzhen didn’t have time to ask further. She hurried back to the company of the original owner and resumed her old profession. When she learned there was a gala summarizing the company’s performance over the past six months, she personally attended, overseeing every detail.

That’s right in her original world, Yan Xunzhen had also been a CEO, and a far more capable one than this spoiled, incompetent second-generation Alpha.

So, she had a firm grasp on the minds of her subordinates.

Her gaze settled on the manager, exerting unconscious pressure. “Send me this quarter’s financial report.”

“T-this report.” The manager broke into a cold sweat, clearly not expecting her stern demand. “President Yan, our report.”

Yan Xunzhen sat in a corner of the gala venue, on a hastily placed chair, yet she carried herself with the poise of a queen.

Her long legs crossed, revealing a tantalizing glimpse of skin beneath her velvet dress. But her demeanor as a CEO was no less imposing her luscious red lips held no trace of a smile, icy and detached.

“What? Don’t tell me a company this size can’t even produce a report from your department.” Her voice was frigid.

The manager panicked, his guilty conscience making it obvious he was hiding something. “N-no, we can produce it! It’s just, your assistant told us you were busy with matters concerning Miss Du, so we didn’t dare disturb you.”

A blatant excuse.

He was banking on the original owner’s foolish infatuation with Omegas to weasel his way out.

But unfortunately, the “Yan Xunzhen” before him now had a completely different core, one that remained utterly indifferent to Du Zuilan and wouldn’t be fooled so easily.

With a sharp thud, she slammed the company documents in her hand onto the nearby drinks table, nearly toppling the champagne glasses.

Yet her tone betrayed no emotion. “Stop playing dumb.”

The manager quivered. “Our report just needs a little more work. I promise, by this week.”

“Tomorrow.” Yan Xunzhen lifted her eyes. “Don’t make me ask twice.”

She raised a hand and flicked her fingers dismissively. “Get to work.”

This was one of the group’s hotels, repurposed for the company’s mid-year gala. Most of the setup was complete, with only minor finishing touches left—all under Yan Xunzhen’s personal supervision.

She had already reprimanded every executive who had looked down on her to some degree. Running short on time, she then hauled in two more with shady intentions for interrogation.

Extremely Elite.

A far cry from her unlucky, hormone-addled self who had been overwhelmed by the female lead’s pheromones.

At this thought, she couldn’t help but sigh again.

In the real world, she had been a lone wolf. After her parents passed away, she single-handedly took over the family business.

With her stunning looks and ruthless management skills, she became the golden goose in the eyes of all the wealthy families in the capital. There was no shortage of young heirs confessing their feelings to her, but without exception, she rejected every single one.

Because she liked women.

Now, in this ABO world where women could marry women, she was both thrilled and apprehensive.

Since she was already alone in the world, she might as well make the best of it. Now, she could turn the tables as long as she kept herself from developing feelings for the female lead, she probably wouldn’t die.

Just as she had thought when she first transmigrated, Yan Xunzhen reaffirmed in her heart:

First, she had to be nicer to the female lead.

This morning, she had managed not to drag the female lead’s favorability into the negatives that was already a huge improvement.

Second, she had begun to familiarize herself with the original body’s businesses and connections, and she planned to use tonight’s banquet to conduct a more accurate assessment of the company’s internal affairs.

The “Junyan Group” under her control had numerous subsidiary industries.

Real estate, new energy, internet, entertainment, a behemoth dabbling in everything, yet in the end, it was a case of “the mightiest fortress destroyed by a tiny breach.” The original body’s scummy Alpha parents had truly raised an unfilial daughter.

The original owner deserved it.

But, she intended to live well.

She rubbed her temples.

Finally, the clock struck seven.

Inside the opulent, high-society hotel, most of the attendees were executives from various subsidiaries, along with representatives from companies partnered with Junyan, a mixed crowd.

Elegant dresses, clinking glasses, and lively chatter filled the air.

As the guest of honor, Yan Xunzhen stood with her arms crossed in a discreet corner, observing coldly.

The original owner had been an uneducated slacker who rarely showed up at the company, so few people here recognized her.

Some weren’t even important enough to know her, so when they caught sight of her exquisitely beautiful face, they assumed she was some minor celebrity from Junyan’s entertainment division, murmuring in admiration and itching to strike up a conversation.

Fortunately, while many entertained the thought, few dared to act on it.

Her surroundings remained relatively quiet, so she took a sip of water, calmly evaluating the value of each partner company based on the information she had reviewed that afternoon.

But as the first round of executive speeches concluded and the crowd began mingling, Yan Xunzhen suddenly noticed the noise level rising around her.

The first thing she heard was a group of impeccably dressed individuals likely artists from the entertainment company huddled together, gossiping excitedly.

“Over there, do you see? That CEO partnered with Junyan keeps looking around at us.”

“At us? No way. I think he’s clearly looking at—”

One of them covered her mouth with a hand, giggling suggestively.

Another caught on immediately. “Oh, I see. But that CEO is seriously ugly. Wasn’t the one who wanted to keep Du Zuilan some big-shot Alpha? No matter how desperate Du Zuilan is, she shouldn’t settle for that greasy, bald old man, right.”

Yan Xunzhen’s grip on her glass tightened instantly.

Du Zuilan?

Why was Du Zuilan here? And being harassed?

This wasn’t in the original novel.

In the blink of an eye, she suddenly remembered that Du Zuilan had been forcibly signed to her company by the original owner, solely to control her, making it easy to alternate between harsh treatment and false kindness.

In the original story, at this point, the scumbag alpha was furious with her, dragging her to a manor to torment her, so Du Zuilan naturally wouldn’t have been at this gala. But now, the plot had been altered by Yan Xun Zhen. As a somewhat well-known actress, Du Zuilan was naturally among the invited guests.

She straightened up, refraining from rash actions. The exquisite phoenix-like tilt of her eyes betrayed an extremely foul mood.

The so-called CEO over there seemed to be surnamed Wang she had seen his name on the list of partner companies. The Wang family wasn’t a major corporation.

Given this CEO’s status, he didn’t even have the right to meet her. Dressed in a nouveau riche-style suit, holding a glass of wine, he was clearly about to harass Du Zuilan.

Meanwhile, Du Zuilan, unlike in the morning, had changed into an elegant moon-white evening gown with a lace-cut back that accentuated her graceful shoulder blades. The delicate design at the chest hugged her petite frame, paired with a face so pure it could make hearts tremble, truly enough to drive anyone mad.

At this moment, her complexion was slightly pale, her soft lips adorned with a faint pink lipstick, a delicate cupid’s bow adding to her charm.

Avoiding the CEO’s groping hands, her brows furrowed with impatience and humiliation.

Whispers seemed to swirl around her, the surrounding crowd seemingly eager to watch her suffer. Yet the smarter ones, those who knew how to protect themselves, either feared offending this CEO or, knowing more of the inside story, dreaded displeasing “Yan Xun Zhen.”

Even in such a public setting, Du Zuilan felt exposed under everyone’s gaze.

And no one came to her rescue.

Seeing this, Yan Xunzhen couldn’t take it anymore.

The sharp click of her heels against the floor exuded an undeniable aura of authority. Those nearby paused, murmuring as they instinctively made way for her.

As she approached the two, she caught the latter half of the CEO’s sleazy spiel: “Come with me, huh? I’ve seen plenty of little minxes like you. How about I get you a leading role? Or two?”

Du Zuilan was struggling to free her wrist from his grip, her body unconsciously releasing a faint trace of citrus wine scent. Her expression was grim as she snapped, “Sir, let go of me!”

Slap!

Yan Xunzhen’s hand struck the CEO’s away.

The CEO, initially furious and ready to explode, took one look at the stunningly beautiful woman before him clearly a formidable alpha and immediately changed his tune. He leered, “Oh? What’s this? If you’re not interested, plenty of others will be.”

Yan Xunzhen: “…”

She’d met idiots before, but never one this brainless.

Du Zuilan’s gaze toward her was tinged with uncertainty, her expression inscrutable.

Yet for the first time, Yan Xunzhen felt no desire to suppress the original scumbag alpha’s impulses.

With a derisive laugh, she said, “The weather’s getting cold. Time for the Wang family to go bankrupt.”

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