Failed to Pretend to Be an Alpha and Got Marked by the Enemy (ABO, GL) - Chapter 78

Chapter 78

The washbasin felt cool and smooth. The mirror on the wall reflected Yu Jing’s bright red face and her panicked, dewy eyes, like those of a deer.

In broad daylight, how could Ming Zhu say such erotic words so seriously!

Uncontrollable images, too explicit to describe, flooded Yu Jing’s mind. She stood speechless, her full lips opening and closing. Unable to withstand Ming Zhu’s direct, burning gaze, she lowered her head, bit her lip, and softly squeezed out two words: “It doesn’t hurt.”

Ming Zhu watched her trembling eyelashes and her face, flushed red from embarrassment. Her heart softened completely. She gently tapped Yu Jing’s nose, forcing her to look up: “Really?”

“…Would I lie to you?” Though Ming Zhu’s eyes brimmed with tender light and her tone showed meticulous care, Yu Jing feared she might say, “Take off your pants, let me check.” She quickly stepped back, her gaze darting around. She looked at the foamy panties in Ming Zhu’s hands and said casually, “Take your time washing.”

Forgetting to rinse her mouth, Yu Jing hurriedly turned around after speaking. Ming Zhu didn’t stop her but kept her eyes on her, as if worried she might fall.

Yu Jing felt pricks on her back. She withdrew her hand, which reached to steady herself against the wall. She moved her sore, weak legs, straightened her back, and tried to make her posture look less awkward.

From the bathroom to the sofa, it was only a few steps.

Finally escaping that gaze mixed with concern and ambiguity, Yu Jing wiped nonexistent sweat from her forehead and sat carefully on the sofa.

Her eyes scanned the room. She didn’t see Little White. She noticed her phone, half-covered by a cushion, and picked it up to unlock it.

Countless unread messages flooded in. She opened them one by one.

Xiao Ye: “It’s so late, are you still coming over?”

Xiao Ye: “emmm, looks like you’re not coming. I’ll lock the door then!”

Xiao Ye: “Wishing you a pleasant night~ [sly smile]”

When Xiao Ye asked, Yu Jing and Ming Zhu were probably still messing around in the bathroom…

Feeling guilty, Yu Jing didn’t reply. She quietly closed the message and opened the next one.

Xiao Yihuan: “Jingjing, did you see the trending topic? Sister Ming Zhu’s relationship got exposed! [picture]”

Xiao Yihuan: “Why isn’t the female Omega in this photo you? I always thought Sister Ming Zhu liked you. I didn’t expect her to be with someone else…”

Xiao Yihuan: “The Ming-Yu super topic square is full of wails [picture]”

Xiao Yihuan: “Where are you??? You’re not hiding somewhere crying, are you?”

Xiao Yihuan: “Sigh, I’m a bit sad too. The first CP I shipped turned out to be a tragedy [crying loudly]”

Reading Xiao Yihuan’s messages, Yu Jing couldn’t help but laugh and cry.

Since recording the first episode of ‘Treasure Hunt’, Yu Jing knew Xiao Yihuan shipped her and Ming Zhu. She thought the girl was just into gossip, but she didn’t expect her to be so genuinely emotional, coming to her to vent.

When that trending topic came out yesterday, other CP fans probably thought Ming-Yu was doomed, right?

Yu Jing lowered her head, pondering how to reply to Xiao Yihuan. She heard footsteps and looked up.

Ming Zhu walked out with the washed panties. Yu Jing’s face immediately felt uneasy.

Ming Zhu didn’t think washing her girlfriend’s underwear was a big deal. She passed by Yu Jing calmly, headed to the balcony, and hung up the two pairs of panties.

One black, one white, they hung high on the drying rod. The thin fabric swayed in the breeze, sticking together under the water’s effect, rubbing a few times before swinging apart, only to stick again soon after, grinding against each other, then separating again… repeating endlessly.

Yu Jing stared at the scene. Her mind conjured vivid images. Last night’s overheated moments flashed back, making her whole body heat up. She quickly turned her head away, only to meet Ming Zhu’s gaze. Her heart pounded.

Ming Zhu finished hanging the clothes and walked back. She saw Yu Jing holding her phone, staring somewhere in a daze. Following her gaze, Ming Zhu saw the tangled panties but ignored them. She walked over directly, her slightly damp hand touching Yu Jing’s quietly flushed cheeks: “What are you thinking about?”

Yu Jing shook her head, clearing out the impure thoughts completely. She picked up her phone and changed the subject: “Look, everyone thinks you’re dating Lin Yi.”

The screen showed Xiao Yihuan’s messages. Ming Zhu read them quickly, realized something, her eyes flickered, and she said apologetically, “My fault.”

She bent down and picked up her phone from the coffee table.

Yu Jing didn’t know what she planned to do. She watched Ming Zhu’s slender fingers tap nimbly on the screen. Her mind drifted to content that could get locked.

“Should we go public now?” Ming Zhu asked suddenly.

Yu Jing snapped back, blinking rapidly: “Go public with what?”

Ming Zhu tapped the screen and looked into her eyes: “I thought you wanted me to tell everyone you’re my official girlfriend.”

Yu Jing’s gaze dropped. She realized Ming Zhu had opened Weibo and was about to edit a post.

“That’s not what I meant…” Yu Jing grabbed her restless hand. “Just clarify it. You don’t need to reveal our relationship.”

Ming Zhu’s fingers hovered over the keyboard. She looked down at Yu Jing’s hand gripping hers tightly, then shifted her gaze back to Yu Jing’s anxious face. She paused for a few seconds and said, “I understand.”

Yu Jing let go, closely watching her fingers as she typed.

Ming Zhu’s Weibo was like a zombie account, with only a few official promotional posts and no daily content. She usually left it to Zhou Qi to manage, uninterested in flashy things. Her clarification was concise.

Actor Ming Zhu: “Not true.”

The two words seemed random, but connected to the previous trending topic, it was clear Ming Zhu denied the rumor from the gossip account.

The two words held deeper meaning, denying Lin Yi was her girlfriend but not denying she was in a relationship. Only a few insiders would catch this layer.

Since she rarely posted, Ming Zhu’s Weibo had only a few million followers. But with her rumored relationship still trending, gossip-hungry netizens swarmed. Within seconds, nearly a hundred comments appeared under her clarification post.

Yu Jing clicked to skim them, saw everyone was clever, and felt relieved.

Ming Zhu noticed Yu Jing’s relieved expression. She poked the soft flesh on her face, sighed lightly, and said, “We’ve done everything, yet you won’t give me an official title.”

Yu Jing was stunned by her sudden resentful tone.

Why did it sound like she was a jerk who slept with someone and refused responsibility?

“It’s not that I won’t give you a title. I just think the timing isn’t right… Didn’t we agree not to go public yet?” Yu Jing thought Ming Zhu changed her mind. She stammered an explanation, sweating from anxiety.

Ming Zhu burst out laughing, cupped her face, and squeezed hard. Watching Yu Jing’s eyes widen, she said amusedly, “Don’t be so nervous. I’m teasing you.”

Yu Jing glared at her in embarrassed annoyance, pushed her away, and said, “Why are you so shameless now?”

Ming Zhu couldn’t resist kissing her pouting, goldfish-like lips, raised an eyebrow, and said, “Learned from you.”

“…”

“Ding-dong—” A short notification sound rang.

Yu Jing steadied herself and picked up her phone.

Shen Jiayu: “Are you still with Ming Zhu?”

Yu Jing didn’t think much and replied: “Yeah, I’m at her place.”

Shen Jiayu: “Got clothes on?”

Yu Jing: …

It seemed Shen Jiayu knew she spent the night at Ming Zhu’s.

Yu Jing’s face warmed slightly. She glanced at Ming Zhu, who accidentally saw the message and wore a mischievous smile. Yu Jing weakly glared at her, turned away, and typed nervously.

Yu Jing: “What’s up?”

Thinking Shen Jiayu might scold her, Yu Jing held her phone anxiously. After waiting without new messages, the doorbell rang.

She and Ming Zhu exchanged a look.

Ming Zhu patted her shoulder: “I’ll check.”

Yu Jing nodded.

At the door, Ming Zhu peeked through the peephole, saw a familiar face, paused, and opened the door: “Sister Jiayu.”

Shen Jiayu looked her up and down with a strange expression. Seeing Ming Zhu’s usual aloof demeanor and cool, restrained attire, she wondered if she misjudged.

Before knocking, Shen Jiayu went across the hall. Xiao Ye said Yu Jing spent the whole day at Ming Zhu’s yesterday and didn’t return at night. Shen Jiayu thought something must have happened between them.

But seeing Ming Zhu’s reaction now, it didn’t seem like it… Maybe they just chatted under the covers?

Shen Jiayu suppressed her doubts for now and forced a smile: “I’m looking for Jingjing.”

Ming Zhu stepped aside to let her in.

Carrying a sliver of hope, Shen Jiayu entered the room. When she saw Yu Jing approach in an odd posture, her smile froze. She knew she rejoiced too soon.

That walking posture didn’t look like someone who just chatted under the covers!

Yu Jing felt the urgency of being caught not returning home at night by a parent. She braced herself and said, “Sister Jiayu, why are you here?”

Shen Jiayu glanced at Ming Zhu, then back at Yu Jing, with a smile that didn’t reach her eyes: “The organizer sent the contract. I brought it for you to sign.”

Yu Jing’s eyes lit up: “Is it for ‘Youth Training Camp’?”

Shen Jiayu: “Hmm.”

They sat at the dining table to review the contract.

Ming Zhu didn’t interrupt. She sat on the sofa, quietly petting the cat.

There wasn’t much to review. The company’s legal team and Shen Jiayu had checked it beforehand, finding no issues. Yu Jing trusted Shen Jiayu completely, glanced at it symbolically, and signed.

After signing, they discussed other matters. The first stage performance was crucial. They had decided to use Yu Jing’s song ‘To the Sun’ as the performance piece. Shen Jiayu had someone rearrange the music and played it for her. Yu Jing was satisfied with the new arrangement, eager to rush to the company to rehearse the dance.

Shen Jiayu glanced downward and smirked: “With your condition now, you still want to dance?”

Yu Jing choked, covered her face, and had no response.

Having said everything needed, Shen Jiayu put the signed contract into a folder and stood up: “I’m leaving.”

Ming Zhu walked over. She didn’t politely suggest staying for dinner. She affectionately put her arm around Yu Jing’s shoulders and, as the host, saw Shen Jiayu to the door: “Take care.”

Shen Jiayu didn’t want to disturb the sweet couple. She waved and left.

Yu Jing followed Ming Zhu back inside.

At that moment, Ming Zhu’s phone pinged.

Yu Jing instinctively looked over. Being close, she clearly saw the name pop up on the screen—Shen Jiayu.

…She just left, why was she messaging Ming Zhu right after?

Yu Jing found it odd. Seeing Ming Zhu didn’t avoid her, she openly leaned over to look.

Ming Zhu opened the message.

Shen Jiayu: “As Jingjing’s manager, I don’t interfere with who she dates, but I’ll kindly remind you—Jingjing isn’t even twenty yet. You’ve only been together a few days, and you already made a move on her. Isn’t that a bit hasty?”

Yu Jing’s mouth twitched.

Shen Jiayu seemed to be accusing Ming Zhu of taking advantage of her youth and inexperience.

But that wasn’t the truth…

During her sensitive period, Ming Zhu had no suppressants and could’ve asked her girlfriend to help relieve it. Instead, she chose to endure it alone through deception. Yu Jing couldn’t bear seeing Ming Zhu in such pain and took the initiative to offer herself.

Though their actions were mutual and consensual, it was Yu Jing who initially seduced Ming Zhu into “committing the crime”…

She wanted to grab the phone to explain to Shen Jiayu herself.

Ming Zhu shook her head, signaling it wasn’t needed. Her fingers lifted Yu Jing’s chin. One hand pressed the voice message button. Her gaze, firm yet gentle, looked at Yu Jing. Speaking to the person on the phone, but also to Yu Jing, she said solemnly: “I’ll take responsibility.”