After the Scummy Alpha Lost Her Memory, a Flirty Top Actress Set Her Sights on Her (GL) - Chapter 19

In her dream, for some reason, Yan Run found herself in the middle of a grove of jasmine trees. She was lying on a soft lawn, and when she opened her eyes, she saw snow-white jasmine flowers.

She couldn’t help but gasp in admiration, “Such beautiful flowers.”

Yet, the flowers seemed to move, fluttering away as she got closer.

Curious, Yan Run suddenly reached out and caught one.

The delicate flower trembled in her palm.

Feeling a surge of tenderness, she clumsily tried to comfort it, like coaxing a baby, “Don’t be afraid… don’t be afraid… I’ll protect you, for the rest of my life.”

The jasmine in her hand gradually stopped shaking, and instead began to sway gently. The fragrance from its heart blossomed, filling the air.

The sweet aroma made Yan Run break out in a sweat.

It was so hot.

She could no longer bear the scent—it felt like ants were crawling all over her body, biting and nibbling!

She dropped the flower and ran.

Through the grove of jasmine, past the hills blanketed with camellias, she finally lay down in contentment. But not for long.

The scent of jasmine returned—this time mixed with tea.

It grew stronger, more overwhelming.

She wanted to escape, but couldn’t.

Flailing and shouting, she suddenly awoke with a jolt on the sofa.

It was still night, and yet—Yan Run’s body was soaked!

She glanced over at Yu Wenxi, who was still peacefully asleep in bed. Shivering, she got up and washed her face in the bathroom.

As she looked into the mirror, she noticed her face turning redder by the second.

Why did she dream about jasmine flowers? And why did they feel so… familiar?

Puzzled, she returned to the bedroom. Yu Wenxi was still asleep, unaware that an alpha beside her had just been observing everything.

Yan Run lay back down on the sofa, her body heavy. She soon drifted into another dream.

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The next morning, when Yan Run woke up, Yu Wenxi was already gone.

Out of habit, she opened Weibo. The trending topic from last night had already been taken down. She hadn’t gotten a chance to see what it was about, though judging by today’s buzz, it seemed people were praising her?

Quite a few netizens were speaking up in her defense, saying it was completely reasonable to hit someone in anger over an insult to her wife. Others even called her a “righteous and beautiful A.”

Yan Run frowned. What weird ways of praising people.

She washed up and went downstairs. Only Xu Zhaozhao and Yu Chen were in the living room.

There was no live show today, so everyone was just doing their own thing. Yan Run was about to greet them when she overheard Xu Zhaozhao saying, “Gege, are you really this heartless?”

Yu Chen responded coldly, “I told you already—I don’t feel anything for you anymore. I only joined this show with you to make money.”

Xu Zhaozhao’s eyes turned red. “But I still really like you…”

Yu Chen snapped, “Can’t you just move on? There are so many alphas out there—why are you still hung up on me? We’ve been together for almost ten years. Aren’t you tired?”

Yan Run felt a jolt. So they had broken up long ago—pretending to be a couple for the sake of their fans and some cash. They really put on a good act. At first, even she didn’t realize how empty their feelings were.

Xu Zhaozhao tearfully begged Yu Chen not to leave, but Yu Chen, clearly irritated, flung off his hand and walked out.

Leaving Xu Zhaozhao alone, sobbing on the couch.

Yan Run sighed and deliberately made noise as she came down the stairs.

Hearing someone approach, Xu Zhaozhao stopped sobbing.

“Oh, Miss Yan is awake?”

Yan Run hummed in response, looking at his sorrowful face and thinking to herself how heartless this world could be.

She handed Xu Zhaozhao a tissue.

Xu Zhaozhao blinked in surprise and looked up at her.

Yan Run smiled. “You’ve got sweat on your face. Wipe it off.”

Xu Zhaozhao muttered a soft “thanks” and took the tissue.

Yan Run then handed him a glass of water. “If there’s something on your mind, you can talk to me… I’m great at comforting people.”

Xu Zhaozhao nodded absentmindedly, a flicker of gratitude flashing through his heart.

Just then, two people walked through the door.

Yu Wenxi had taken the day off today, and as she entered, she saw Yan Run offering tissues and water, speaking in such a gentle tone.

Yu Wenxi’s eyes chilled as her gaze met Yan Run’s.

Yan Run shivered slightly but forced a smile. “Where were you just now?”

Yu Wenxi removed her Bluetooth earpiece and said blandly, “Went for a run.” Then walked straight upstairs without another word.

Yan Run found her attitude strange. Maybe she’s just tired.

With nothing else to do that day, she went out for lunch with Qin Zishu.

During the meal, Qin Zishu marveled, “Hero saving the damsel in distress!”

Yan Run rolled her eyes. “Can you stop being so perfunctory?”

Yan Run sighed. “Lately everything just feels… weird.”

Qin Zishu raised a brow. “What do you mean?”

Yan Run: “I’ve been having all these strange dreams—dreaming about things I’ve never experienced. Why does that happen?”

“Maybe it’s your subconscious processing thoughts?” Qin Zishu said.

“But I haven’t even thought about those things.” Yan Run answered.

“Anyway, let’s not talk about that.” Qin Zishu’s tone suddenly dropped. “Do you know who you fought last night?”

“Who?”

“Gu Zhen, heir to the Gu Corporation.”

Yan Run’s eyes widened. “Which Gu Corporation?”

“The famous overseas Gu Corporation—the one that makes all those high-tech products. You know, the brand-name phones and tablets we use all the time? That one.”

Yan Run’s pupils contracted. That Gu Corporation?!

Qin Zishu added, “Good thing your family’s no pushover. Otherwise, knowing the Gu family’s tactics, you might not have made it out alive.”

“By the way, weren’t you in a political marriage with Yu Wenxi? Why did you get so angry when she insulted Yu Wenxi?” Qin Zishu asked.

Yan Run replied, “She disrespected Omegas. Why wouldn’t I be mad?”

Qin Zishu gave her a sly smile.

“What are you smiling at?” Yan Run said.

“Oh, nothing. Just remembering how you didn’t care so much about Omegas back when you took on five of them at once.” Qin Zishu bluntly.

Yan Run, mid-sip of coffee, almost choked.

“What do you mean ‘took on five Omegas’?!” Yan Run asked.

“You told me yourself! Said you were holed up in a hotel with five gorgeous Omegas and had a whole… showdown.” Qin Zishu replied.

“Lies!” Yan Run fumed. Did I really do that?!

After a movie, Yan Run returned to the “Love Cottage” by evening.

Yu Wenxi hadn’t messaged or called her at all. Not that it mattered—they weren’t in a loving marriage or a sweet relationship. What the other person did had nothing to do with her.

Yet the moment Yan Run walked in, she saw Yu Wenxi and Meng Qieyi playing a mobile game together in the living room.

Everyone else had just returned from work and was resting.

Han Shu had already noticed them. He silently thought how pitiful Yan Run was—getting harassed by Yu Wenxi’s fans, while Yu Wenxi flirted openly with another alpha. She really ought to marry someone else.

“Help me out!” Yu Wenxi called to Meng Qieyi.

Whatever happened in the game, both of them burst into laughter.

The scene looked heartwarming.

Only then did Yu Wenxi notice Yan Run standing quietly nearby.

Meng Qieyi greeted her, “Back already? Wenxi and I were just playing a game—wanna join?”

To an outsider, the three might’ve seemed like ordinary friends. Who would guess that one of the alphas was actually a certified Omega spouse?

Yan Run’s chest felt tight. Watching Yu Wenxi laugh so freely with Meng Qieyi—why was it so easy for her?

“I came home to see what my wife was doing,” Yan Run said pointedly.

Meng Qieyi could feel the tension in the air—and the dangerous glint in Yan Run’s eyes, like she might devour her whole.

Alpha possessiveness was no joke. Especially hers.

Yu Wenxi casually tucked her long hair behind her ear.

“Oh? After running around all day, you finally remembered your wife?” Yu Wenxi said.

Yan Run’s heart skipped. She walked over and took Yu Wenxi’s hand, deliberately brushing past Meng Qieyi, and led her to their bedroom.

Without a word, she pushed Yu Wenxi down on the bed.

Yu Wenxi frowned. “What are you doing?”

Yan Run stood over her, unsure herself. All she knew was she didn’t want Yu Wenxi talking to Meng Qieyi.

“Even if our marriage has its purposes, don’t you think it’s inappropriate to be this close to another alpha?” she said gloomily.

Yu Wenxi chuckled. “There’s no livestream today. Who I hang out with is my business.”

Yan Run frowned. That made sense.

Still, something felt off.

She was just… uncomfortable.

“If there’s nothing else, I’m heading back down. I want to keep playing.”

Yu Wenxi turned to leave, but as she stepped forward, Yan Run’s strong alpha grip yanked her back.

In an instant, she was pulled close, their breathing audible.

Startled, Yu Wenxi still wore her usual teasing smile. “What is it that you want to do?”

Yan Run stayed silent before muttering awkwardly, “Stop playing. Talk to me instead.”

“What do you want to talk about?”

Yan Run hesitated. “Why did you become an actress?”

Yu Wenxi paused… then burst out laughing and sat down.

Yan Run sat too, oddly happy and eager for her answer.

But Yu Wenxi only said, “To make money.”

Yan Run: “……”

Yan Run still couldn’t let go of the image of her and Meng Qieyi playing so closely. Seriously?

She lowered her voice. “Even if it’s not being streamed, I think it’s better if you don’t play with her.”

“Why?” Yu Wenxi asked.

Why? Was it just because she didn’t like Meng Qieyi?

Yan Run tried to find an answer—but couldn’t.

“We’re just friends,” Yu Wenxi said softly. “If you really mind, I won’t play with her. But only if… you act a little sweet with me.”

Act sweet?!

No way!

“Yu Wenxi, what are you thinking?!” Yan Run snapped.

Yu Wenxi sighed. “What a shame. You’re so pretty—I bet you would be adorable if you acted sweet. But since you won’t, then I guess it doesn’t matter who I play with, right? My emotionless wife~”

What a terrible woman!

Furious, Yan Run stormed out. Who cares about acting sweet!