After the Scummy Alpha Lost Her Memory, a Flirty Top Actress Set Her Sights on Her (GL) - Chapter 8

Yan Run froze on the spot.

Yu Wenxi, sensing the awkwardness, was about to smooth things over.

But before she could speak, Yan Run chuckled and said, “Well, pet names between wives can get a bit cloying. In public, I usually just call her Wenxi.”

Xu Zhaozhao pressed on. “And when it’s just the two of you?”

Yu Wenxi rolled her eyes and opened her mouth to reply—

Yan Run cut in without hesitation. “I call her baby.”

Yu Wenxi: “……”

【Baby!! How shameless can she get?!】

【I can’t take it, I cannot handle my cool, elegant beauty being called baby.】

Within moments, the trending page lit up with #YuYanWivesPetNames.

Yan Run licked her lips. You called me Stinky Baby earlier, so calling you Baby evens the score—and grosses you out in the process.

Yu Wenxi cleared her throat. Her face didn’t show disgust; instead, she smiled sweetly.

Xu Zhaozhao, delighted, gushed, “You two are so happy together. I used to call him ‘Gege’ (big brother), but he told me to stop.”

Yu Chen grunted, “Told you to stop? We’ve been married forever—call me whatever you want.”

Xu Zhaozhao laughed and agreed, though his smile faded soon after.

The four of them sat down, waiting for the other six participants to arrive.

Watching the two men sit together shoulder-to-shoulder, Yan Run remembered this was a livestream—no editing, no do-overs—so she instinctively shifted closer to Yu Wenxi.

Yu Wenxi didn’t smile, her gaze cool as ever.

It was natural to feel awkward meeting strangers, so no one spoke for a while.

Eventually, Yan Run broke the silence. “Aren’t… aren’t you hot?”

Yu Wenxi was still wearing a wool coat.

“Oh,” she murmured, slipping it off.

The two men across from them were stunned. Wait, isn’t it usually the Alpha who takes off her coat first? Are they really married, or what?

Xu Zhaozhao, being naturally chatty, realized he had no common ground with the Yu–Yan duo, so he turned to Yu Chen instead.

“Gege, I want this one.”

“Gege, feed me.”

“Gege, you’re so nice.”

Every time Xu Zhaozhao let out that syrupy, babyish voice, Yan Run’s shoulders twitched.

That kind of forced sweetness made her stomach turn.

But this was live—she couldn’t just sit there like a cardboard cutout.

So, mimicking Xu Zhaozhao’s tone, she pointed at the grapes on the coffee table and said, “Stinky Baby, I want grapes.”

Xu Zhaozhao: “……”

Wow—so stiff.

It sounded completely unnatural. Sure, Xu Zhaozhao was faking it too, but in his mind, he was nailing the cute act. Yan Run, on the other hand, sounded like a malfunctioning robot.

Hu Ye was silently fuming. Great, not following the script again. I’m going to get chewed out by the boss for this.

【OMG, she’s actually making Wenxi peel grapes for her?!】

【Yeah, right—Wenxi, the pampered heiress, peeling grapes for an Alpha? No way.】

【Do they even know each other? They’re acting more like casual classmates than a married couple.】

Yan Run’s expression was stiff, but Yu Wenxi’s lips curved into a soft, cool smile. She picked up a grape and said warmly, “My little cub wants grapes? I’ll peel them for you.”

Yan Run, Xu Zhaozhao, and Yu Chen all mentally gave her a thumbs-up. Now that’s acting.

Yu Wenxi quickly peeled a grape until it was smooth and glistening, then held it up to Yan Run’s lips with an “ah” sound. “Here, cub, eat.”

Yan Run had completely forgotten their earlier agreement—that she was supposed to take care of Yu Wenxi on the show, not the other way around.

No one had ever peeled fruit for her before.

Something about Yu Wenxi’s smile felt… strange. And the gesture—it was far too intimate.

She bit the grape in one quick motion and immediately retreated into the bathroom.

Xu Zhaozhao blinked. “Does Second Miss Yan like eating fruit in the bathroom?”

Yu Wenxi calmly wiped the grape juice from her fingertips. “She just likes the smell in there.”

Staring at herself in the mirror, Yan Run wanted to slap her own face. This is torture. I really don’t want to play lovey-dovey with her. She’s gorgeous, sure, but I am not doing this PDA nonsense.

She reached for her phone, ready to text Qin Zishu for help—

Only to see her name trending again.

What the hell is this—‘Yan Run likes the smell of bathrooms’?!

——Sis, save me!!

——I watched your livestream! Hahahahahahaha

——Why are you so stiff? First time on a variety show? She’s your wife, you should be taking care of her, not the other way around.

——I… I don’t know what to do.

——You didn’t say that back when you were chasing her!

——Bullshit.

Yan Run’s heart skipped a beat. Wait—I chased her?

She splashed her face with water and stepped out, just as two more people entered.

One was a male Beta, Gao Ge; the other, a female Alpha, Meng Qieyi.

Meng Qieyi’s style was punk leather-jacket chic—cool, poised, polite in speech, but her eyes kept drifting toward Yu Wenxi.

Yan Run caught it instantly and moved to sit beside Yu Wenxi.

“This is my wife, Yan Run,” Yu Wenxi introduced.

Meng Qieyi and Yan Run exchanged a polite smile.

Yan Run could tell Meng Qieyi came from money—very likely a top-tier Alpha.

Two top Alphas together could easily clash, but fortunately, Yan Run was already taken. That said, who Meng Qieyi would pursue was another question entirely.

Xu Zhaozhao smirked. “Do you two know each other?”

Yu Wenxi tucked a strand of hair behind her ear, smiling a little too tightly. “You caught that, huh?”

“Hehe, of course. I’m very perceptive. The moment Qieyi came in, you two started greeting each other.”

Meng Qieyi said, “We went to the same university.”

She went straight to calling her “Wenxi.” Yan Run stayed expressionless. Could she be the ‘Ah Yue’ Yu Wenxi mentioned before? But Meng Qieyi doesn’t sound anything like ‘Yue’…

【She’s the Alpha friend Wenxi mentioned from university?!】

【Damn, she’s hot. Honestly, Wenxi should just be with her instead.】

【Yeah, such a waste otherwise.】

Soon, male Beta Gao Ge and female Omega Wang Yunfan also arrived.

Two left to go—and one of them had to be Wei Qin, the Omega.

Yu Wenxi silently repeated the name to herself.

Yan Run wasn’t paying much attention to the arrivals; her eyes kept flicking toward Meng Qieyi, whose gaze remained fixed on Yu Wenxi—equal parts longing and resentment.

Yan Run inhaled slowly and looked away.

Finally, with the sound of stiletto heels clicking and sultry music playing, a slender figure appeared.

【Is that TWICE’s ‘TT’?】

【TT your head—it’s the Best Actress!】

Instantly, the barrage was flooded with Wei Qin’s fans.

【Wei Qin’s finally here!! Aaaaaaaaah!】

【She’s already won Best Actress—us career fans can relax. Time for her to find love.】

【I told you the glamorous queen beats Wenxi’s cold beauty. You never listen.】

【Wei Qin’s prettier, she’s the face of the post-2000s generation.】

【She really does stun the moment she walks in. Love her!】

Wei Qin’s fans were different from Yu Wenxi’s—they focused on her career first. As long as she was happy, marriage was fine by them.

“Hello, everyone. I’m Wei Qin. Nice to meet you all.”

She wore a wine-red gown, her hair cascading like a waterfall, her curves accentuated by the dress.

Gorgeous, striking, sensual—every dazzling adjective still felt insufficient. She was a rose with thorns.

Aside from Yan Run and Meng Qieyi, everyone stood to greet her.

Yu Wenxi also rose and smiled. “It’s been a long time.”

Wei Qin’s smile was all surface. “We saw each other at an event just a few days ago.”

The two top-tier actresses had always been rivals. Since winning her Best Actress award, Wei Qin had grown even more arrogant. She was here for one reason—to see Yu Wenxi make a fool of herself. That wife of hers? Probably just a political marriage. And even if it wasn’t, with Yu Wenxi’s frosty personality, she clearly wasn’t much in the romance department.

Listening to everyone shower Wei Qin with praise, Yan Run felt a wry amusement. The two women had different styles, but in her eyes, Yu Wenxi was still unmatched—like an untouchable snow peak.

Suddenly, Yan Run rose and took Yu Wenxi’s arm. Wei Qin’s gaze cooled as Yan Run said, “Tired from standing? Let’s sit down and talk.”

Meng Qieyi smiled. “Yes, Wenxi’s never liked standing while chatting. Let’s all sit.”

Yan Run glanced at her. Even that she knows?

Once Wei Qin was seated, the group began speculating about the last female Alpha.

Gao Ge: “I heard the Alpha dropped out. Wonder which celebrity they found instead.”

Wang Yunfan: “Are we sure it’s a celebrity?”

Xu Zhaozhao looked excited. “Nice—this simple dating show’s finally turned into an all-star romance lineup.” Realizing he’d said too much, he quickly shut his mouth.

Wei Qin ignored them, her eyes still sizing up Yu Wenxi. She only cared about one thing—who was more beautiful?

“Sorry, everyone, I’m late.”

The voice came before the person—clear, cool, with a touch of aloofness that drew everyone’s eyes toward the entrance.

Yan Run frowned slightly. Why does that voice sound familiar?

Then came the sound of a wheelchair rolling forward, its shadow stretching across the floor.

Another Alpha was pushing it slowly into view.

Yan Run’s eyes widened. “…First time I’ve seen someone join a variety show in a wheelchair.”