After Transmigrating, I Bent the Female Lead O - Chapter 9

Shu Minglan, sitting in the car on her way to the company, let out a huge sneeze.

She had caught a cold ever since filming that scene in the cold water, and even drinking ginger soup promptly hadn’t helped. The weather in autumn could change quickly, and seasonal transitions made it very easy to get sick, which wasn’t kind to an Omega’s constitution.

Top-tier Omegas generally had slightly better constitutions than mediocre ones, but only “slightly.”

She didn’t have scenes for the past two days, and Director Zhu’s demands on actors weren’t too strict. Aside from being serious during filming, there wasn’t much restriction on their freedom, so she could leave whenever she wanted.

Shu Minglan had originally intended to stay and observe, but Jia Ximei’s scrutinizing gaze made her find an opportunity to leave first.

After these two scenes wrapped up, they would be moving to another city for filming. Shu Minglan had planned to rest for two days, but unexpectedly, the company was holding some kind of team-building party. After much thought, she figured it was He Lingxing’s doing again.

She had no interest in that costume party, especially having to play such a childish game as drawing lots. But He Lingxing knew her schedule perfectly and didn’t allow Shu Minglan to take sick leave for a minor cold, forcing her to attend on time.

Entering the lavishly decorated conference room, Shu Minglan’s gaze fell on the lottery box in the center. A momentary impatience flashed in her eyes, but she still reached in and randomly pulled out a slip.

The drawing slip, encased in a small sphere, still held a hint of mystery, but the woman held it without any expectation and walked towards the changing room.

It was He Lingxing’s first time orchestrating such a prank-like, boring act. A faint sense of guilt welled up in her heart, and a moment later, she strode after her.

It was better to finish this damn mission and leave as soon as possible. Anyway, it was just following the original book’s plot. He Lingxing kept convincing herself. The item earlier was something she had specifically prepared for Shu Minglan in advance. Of course, there was no need for others to see it; as long as she witnessed it, the mission would be considered complete.

The dull “thud-thud” sound of low heels echoed on the floor, gradually closing the distance to the female Omega changing room.

After entering the fingerprint password, the door was gently pushed open.

He Lingxing had no strange fetish for humiliating people, and of course, she wouldn’t actually prepare that kind of suggestive uniform for Shu Minglan to wear. Besides, the system hadn’t specified any particular type, so she simply found a loophole and commissioned something more normal.

The first thing that caught her eye was a pair of fluffy black bunny ears.

Due to her previous role as a police officer, Shu Minglan’s hair had been dyed back to its original black. It now lay smoothly on her shoulders, a few strands falling onto her fair, straight collarbones. The black tulle short skirt reached above her knees, with fishnet stockings covering her legs, creating a subtle interplay of snowy white skin.

Accustomed to her usual pure and elegant appearance, the sudden visual impact made He Lingxing pause, and that tingling sensation returned to every nerve in her body. Even without physical contact, her heart began to beat wildly and uncontrollably.

“System, if I take a photo now, will it count as complete?”

[Yes, Host.]

Upon receiving a positive answer, under Shu Minglan’s slight wariness, He Lingxing deliberately walked a few steps forward, taking out her phone from her pocket while gently placing a hand on Shu Minglan’s shoulder.

She was about half a head taller than Shu Minglan, but this height difference didn’t affect the photo. The moment the selfie camera popped up on the phone screen, He Lingxing felt the shoulder she touched involuntarily tremble. Though it was only for an instant, she caught it perfectly.

However, He Lingxing soon understood the source of this resistance. Artists who had been in the industry for a year or two generally knew about those dirty dealings. Countless instances of inappropriate photos circulating without the person’s knowledge, used as threats, were common.

It was a subconscious self-preservation. Shu Minglan, usually gentle and friendly with others, always bristled like a hedgehog when facing her.

“I didn’t expect you to pick the best outfit,” He Lingxing said softly, scanning her up and down with a hint of disdain. “But for someone like you, I guess it’s just barely acceptable. Take out your phone and snap a picture; I don’t want it taking up space on mine.”

Anyway, it wasn’t specified whose phone had to be used, so this opportunistic method would pass. She clearly noticed Shu Minglan relax, and with a professional smile, Shu Minglan took several photos and then adjusted them to show He Lingxing.

Neither of them had any fatal flaws in their looks; even without filters or Photoshop, they were quite photogenic. He Lingxing pointed to one picture where Shu Minglan had slightly turned her head, as if resting her chin on He Lingxing’s shoulder, and commanded in a familiar tone:

“Send it to me.”

The cold chat history on her work account now had a new photo after the recent transfer.

The temperature in the changing room had been deliberately lowered, and the cool air made Shu Minglan, who already had a cold, sneeze. Just as she was covering her mouth with her hand, a long trench coat was draped over her shoulders.

He Lingxing was 173cm tall and had a standard female Alpha physique; her frame was slightly larger but not awkward, one or two sizes bigger than what Shu Minglan usually wore. The trench coat reached her calves, but on Shu Minglan, it reached her ankles, perfectly enveloping her.

[Mission progress completed (1/3). Host, please implement the remaining tasks quickly to restore the vicious female supporting character persona. Current persona restoration has reached 50%.]

“You’re sneezing dressed like this? You’re really embarrassing top Omegas.”

He Lingxing casually tugged at her sleeve. After realizing the mutual attraction between Alphas and Omegas, she constantly made sure to minimize physical contact with the other party. The cool fragrance of peach blossom and snow gracefully drifted into Shu Minglan’s nostrils as He Lingxing approached. The woman took a deep breath, surprisingly not resisting the scent of another “Omega” too much.

“Let’s go to the hot springs. Don’t go to the party; you’ll spoil everyone’s fun!”

Shu Minglan already didn’t want to attend the team-building party dressed like this. He Lingxing’s words hit the mark, and after responding, she walked towards the hot springs.

The latter watched her push open the door and was about to leave when He Lingxing suddenly called out: “I’ll be there too. Brew two cups of tea first. I want lemon aloe fruit tea with some Pingyin roses added. Don’t get it wrong—”

The woman, who had been rushing away, paused, then obediently walked towards the tea room.