The Scummy Alpha Who Transmigrated Into a Book Was Tricked by the Actress Omega - Chapter 31

Yan Xunzhen was momentarily stunned.

Was it the “sister” from the original novel, or was she calling her?

She steadied Du Zuilan’s arms, helping her sit down on the sofa, then crouched in front of her. Seeing Du Zuilan’s somewhat dazed and restless expression, worry filled her heart, yet she couldn’t help but overthink.

What exactly was going on?

Yan Xunzhen cupped Du Zuilan’s cheeks in her hands. The warmth and smoothness against her palms snapped her back to reality. She gave a couple of gentle pats, coaxing Du Zuilan out of her almost trance-like state.

Du Zuilan let out a soft whimper before suddenly coming to.

Regaining her senses, she realized her fingers were already on the inhibitor patch, unsure whether to peel it off or…

She clicked her tongue inwardly, her gaze still carrying a trace of helplessness as she looked at Yan Xunzhen. With a hint of dependency, she covered Yan Xunzhen’s hand with her own, pressing the entire palm against her cheek.

“Sister!”

Yan Xunzhen’s collar wasn’t fastened tightly, revealing the moles trailing from her slender neck down to her collarbone. From Du Zuilan’s angle, she could even see more of what belonged to her sister.

Du Zuilan’s eyes fixed on her pitifully, murmuring in a muffled voice, “I feel awful.”

Her mind was a roaring tide, waves of sensation crashing over her. Suddenly, she recalled the first day she had transmigrated here, how similar the situation had been then.

Back then, however, her mind had been single-mindedly focused on how to get along with the female lead and protect her own life. Now, her thoughts were like groping for flowers in the fog, tracing the outline of the woman standing outside through layers of frosted glass.

As if possessed, Yan Xunzhen felt the glands on the back of her neck grow unbearably hot. The fresh, tempting scent before her was like the most alluring dessert, the creamy sweetness relentlessly eroding her resolve.

Her hand, which had been resting on Du Zuilan’s cheek, loosened its grip, only to slide around the back of her neck instead. Her long legs pressed against the sofa.

It was a posture that nearly caged Du Zuilan against the couch.

Her canines burned, their breaths tangling as they drew closer.

Just before her lips touched Du Zuilan’s fair skin, Yan Xunzhen abruptly dug her nails into her own palm.

Then, as if scorched by flames, she pulled back in a fluster.

Her hands trembling, she swallowed hard and scanned the living room. After rummaging through the cabinet beneath the coffee table, she finally found a universal inhibitor patch.

By then, Du Zuilan seemed to have regained her senses and sat quietly in place.

Unbeknownst to either of them, the air was already thick with the mingling scents of orange wine and Longjing tea, lingering in the quiet afternoon. Only the chirping of birds outside the window eventually shattered the stillness.

“Zuilan, let’s change to a new inhibitor patch?” Yan Xunzhen finally steadied herself. “Earlier, were you in a daze?”

Du Zuilan stared blankly ahead for a moment before snapping back with a faint smile. “Mhm.”

Taking the inhibitor patch from Yan Xunzhen’s hand, she rubbed it gently between her fingers.

The next moment, a small, round candy was pressed into her palm.

What kind of CEO doesn’t fling black cards, doesn’t say “Woman, you’re playing with fire,” remains indifferent to an omega’s distress, suppresses their instincts, and instead hands out little candies, brews mung bean soup, and even changes inhibitor patches?

Du Zuilan couldn’t help but let out a soft laugh. Amidst the mix of helpless amusement, she felt a dense, comforting warmth in her chest that suppressed the sudden surge of pain from her pheromones.

She set down the inhibitor patch in her hand and gently rubbed the small candy sphere before silently slipping it into her pocket.

“Just now, for some reason, my pheromones suddenly became a bit uncontrollable, making me feel really uncomfortable for a moment, so I couldn’t hold back.”

She stood up, seemingly having composed herself, and with a perfectly normal expression, she smiled faintly. “Sister, can we continue?”

Yan Xun Zhen had naturally also calmed down by now. She nodded, then after a pause, asked somewhat sheepishly, “Sure, but I hope I haven’t been dragging you down too much?”

Du Zuilan chuckled. “Not at all.”

Only then did Yan Xun Zhen exhale in relief and remain standing where she was. Her exceptional memory meant she didn’t need to repeatedly read the script to avoid stumbling instead, after just a few glances, she already had a smooth grasp of it.

When they reached this part of the scene, Yan Xun Zhen’s pupils suddenly constricted.

She watched as Du Zuilan’s face gradually paled, as though tiny droplets of blood were splashing out. Yet, there was still a faint smile on her face, as if she wasn’t about to meet her end but was instead thinking of something beautiful.

“Sister goodbye.”

At this moment, the harness would be manually controlled, causing Du Zuilan to plummet downward like a kite with its string cut.

But here at home, Du Zuilan collapsed onto the couch as if her soul had left her body.

In that critical moment, even though Yan Xun Zhen knew it wasn’t real, she still rushed forward at her fastest possible speed, wanting to catch Du Zuilan.

She channeled all the spiritual energy she could muster to transfer it back to Du Zuilan, hoping to preserve her body and soul.

“Don’t die, okay? Promise me you won’t die. You said you’d stay with me.”

Without realizing it, Yan Xun Zhen had already panicked, inexplicably blurting out the scripted lines.

Du Zuilan was pulled into her embrace, spared from crashing to the ground and being utterly destroyed. The spiritual energy from her sister allowed her to retain a sliver of consciousness even after self-destructing, but she knew it was ultimately a futile effort, it couldn’t truly stop her from dying.

So Du Zuilan grasped Yan Xun Zhen’s fingers. The young girl’s curved eyes glistened with tears. Normally shy and well-behaved, she now carried the demeanor of a mature adult.

Through her, Yan Xun Zhen seemed to see the girl’s slightly disheveled hairpiece, her strands of hair matted with blood against her face. She tried to speak, but blood slowly trickled from the corner of her lips.

Du Zuilan’s gaze drifted from Yan Xun Zhen’s face down to her slender fingers.

“I’ve dirtied them.”

With great effort, Du Zuilan reached out and touched the back of her hand, gently wiping away the nonexistent bloodstains. But halfway through, her eyes slowly closed.

Yan Xun Zhen was momentarily stunned.

Their body temperatures intertwined.

Her voice was soft as she asked, only after Du Zuilan had emerged from the depths of the scene, “Are you feeling better now?”

Du Zuilan’s eyes were still glistening with unshed tears. After a long pause, she gave a slight nod. “Mm.”

It wasn’t until a moment later that Yan Xun Zhen realized her hand was still resting on Du Zuilan’s waist, their breaths still mingling.

She wanted to create some distance, but unexpectedly, Du Zuilan’s cool, slender hand wrapped around the back of her neck.

“Sister.”

“Sister, aren’t you going on a business trip to another country in a couple of days?”

Yan Xun Zhen’s ears turned red, the heat making her voice soften by two degrees: “Yes.”

“Then… would you like to temporarily mark me?”

Huh?

What?!

“So it’s me who can’t bear to be apart from her? Me who’s clingy? I become emotionally unstable without her pheromones?”

Yan Xun Zhen thought back to her conversation with Dr. Song and the comprehensive summary she had given of herself. All she could say was.

She really wanted to.

She truly wanted to mark her, desperately so.

And since Du Zuilan had already said this, did it also mean she didn’t actually dislike her? Even if it was just out of friendship, helping her through uncomfortable times, it still meant she wasn’t disliked.

Yan Xun Zhen murmured, “You, really don’t mind? There’s no need to force yourself to be marked by an alpha you don’t like out of gratitude. I can take suppressants.” I can endure it too.

Du Zuilan chuckled softly.

Without her consent and permission, she would rather endure to the point of unbearable discomfort than force a mark on her. Was there even the slightest resemblance to that scumbag alpha from before?

She then said, “Didn’t Dr. Song say it? Our pheromone compatibility is very high; without each other’s pheromones, we’d both feel terrible. I was actually the same just now, so—”

“Think of it as doing me a favor?”

Yan Xun Zhen guessed she was trying to comfort her. Her lowered eyes carried a hint of amusement and tenderness as she softly replied, “Mm,” and added, “Thank you.”

When she looked up, there was a trace of nervousness.

This was the first time she would be marking Du Zuilan while fully conscious. Her fingers trembled slightly as she peeled off the suppressant patch, instantly enveloped in the intoxicating scent of orange wine from the embrace.

The bright sunlight streaming through the window filled the room with warmth, and the rustling shadows of trees occasionally shifted from the sofa onto their bodies. The stunning woman held a pure, kitten-like girl in her arms, her nape being gently bitten to leave a mark.

The kitten, dazed, rested her fingers on the person behind her, their black hair intertwining inextricably.

Light kisses pressed against her back, emotions impossible to restrain.

Yan Xun Zhen’s heart ached faintly.

Du Zuilan then sprang out of her arms, and the two returned to a normal distance, though both faces were flushed, one like peach blossoms, the other like ripe peaches.

As if suddenly remembering something, Du Zuilan copied a contact from her phone and sent it to Yan Xun Zhen. A faint, indescribable smile flickered across her face as she sent it: “Gu Yue Li said this is her contact info. She asked you to add her.”

Yan Xun Zhen was taken aback. She still remembered how Gu Yue Li had initially despised her to the core. Although they had awkwardly reconciled last time when Du Zuilan’s harness needed adjusting, she never expected Gu Yue Li to proactively reach out.

“She’s been scrolling through Weibo a lot these days,” Du Zuilan, an actress dedicated to her craft, rarely browsed social media. “I wonder what she’s seen?”

Yan Xun Zhen, on the other hand, used to check often. After work, her occasional leisure activity was surfing the web after all, she disliked clubbing, and after dealing with those hypocritical middle-aged people, all she wanted was to lie low at home.

Hearing this, she first opened Weibo and searched for Gu Yueli.

Gu Yueli had far fewer followers than Du Zuilan, only just over a million. It was clear she was quite active on Weibo, frequently interacting with her fans.

Coincidentally, the moment Yan Xunzhen refreshed the page, she saw a comment Gu Yueli had left just a minute ago on a post.

[Assistant and Celebrity Must Be Real: Live stream clip beautiful assistant & gorgeous celebrity, those who know, know. Come quick and admire the beauties! [Video link]]

Gu Yueli seemed to have forgotten to switch to her alt account, leaving a glaringly obvious comment underneath: [Not real at all! What assistant?! Yan Xunzhen is way better!]

Yan Xunzhen: “…”

This is just absurd.

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