Forced to Pretend to Be an A and Marry the Best Actress Omega - Chapter 33

#PriorityOfLoveCrash# Trending #ThisIsTheAdultContentWeDeserve# Trending #XuWanzhiXuMifeiBombshell# Exploding

These three hashtags skyrocketed to the top of Touchbo’s search rankings immediately after Xu Mifei answered the second question.

The discussion under each tag was astonishingly heated, with hundreds of comments pouring in every second.

But before the curious onlookers could even join the conversation, every related page turned into a 404 error.

Even the netizens who had shared screenshots, audio clips, or snippets found their accounts inaccessible.

With no outlet for their frustration, the crowd flooded the official channels of Orange TV and Touchbo, forcing both companies to issue statements simultaneously,

“Due to an overwhelming surge in traffic for ‘Priority of Love,’ our servers have crashed. We are urgently working to resolve the issue. Please remain patient.”

Yet this did little to quell the public outcry.

Many began forming private chat groups to speculate, all arriving at the same conclusion—

Only the Xu family, with their iron-fisted influence, could compel two major corporations to abandon such a golden opportunity for profit.

If they had nothing to hide, why not just issue a denial instead of silencing everyone?

Back on set, the production team was in chaos.

“We’re experiencing minor technical difficulties with the livestream. Everyone, take a break for now. Xiao Xu, come here first.” Jin Chiyu’s face was pale as she struggled to keep her voice steady. “Team Leader Hu, you—”

“Understood.” Having worked with Jin Chiyu on multiple projects and standing closest to her earlier, Hu Yigui had overheard the phone call.

She motioned for Xu Mifei to step aside. “Come here first.”

Xu Mifei had anticipated this. The moment the livestream cut out, her suspicions were confirmed.

Anyone could see that “technical difficulties” were just an excuse—someone was panicking.

Her words had finally reached those who couldn’t stand her.

Good.

Xu Mifei had wanted to hit them where it hurt, to drag all their dirty secrets into the light.

The more chaos she stirred in the Xu family, the better. She wasn’t the original host of this body—what did she have to fear?

“Xu Mifei.”

Hearing Jiang Lingyu’s voice, Xu Mifei turned immediately, bending down to help her up.

Only then did she notice the indescribable look in Jiang Lingyu’s eyes—

As if countless words were caught in her throat, as if endless thoughts were warring inside her.

Her body felt weightless, as though she might collapse if Xu Mifei let go. Xu Mifei realized just how tense Jiang Lingyu was.

“What’s wrong?” Xu Mifei signaled to Jin Chiyu that she needed a moment. “Did I answer poorly just now?”

Jiang Lingyu’s gaze lingered on Xu Mifei’s shoulders, her hands—nowhere near Xu Wanzhi.

Her mind was a mess, too tangled to form coherent words.

Her eyes dropped to Xu Mifei’s neck.

Were those kinks she’d mentioned earlier… real?

Was this a preference she had developed through experimenting with many people? Jiang Lingyu’s hand froze, unsure why she felt the urge to press Xu Mifei’s nape in irritation. She shook her head, “I’m fine.”

She had acted in many scripts. In most romance films, when an omega pressed an alpha’s scent gland, it was a flirtatious punishment born of embarrassment and annoyance.

“I’ll handle it. I’ll talk to the Xu family.” Xu Mifei realized she had repeated similar words many times tonight. She didn’t know what stronger evidence she could offer to make Jiang Lingyu believe her, so she lightly brushed Jiang Lingyu’s palm. “Just trust me.”

Watching her run off, Jiang Lingyu felt complicated.

The stage lights were so bright, yet only she had noticed.

Xu Wanzhi had been rendered speechless by Xu Mifei.

It wasn’t just an overwhelming presence or being caught off guard by the questions—it might have been physiological.

Jiang Lingyu remembered an extreme phenomenon among their kind, so rare it wasn’t specifically taught in physiology classes.

Exceptionally high-ranking alphas and omegas naturally dominated others of their secondary genders, an innate hierarchy that didn’t even require pheromones.

Jiang Lingyu had only learned this after being tested as an extremely high-ranking omega post-differentiation. She had experimented and confirmed her pheromones could suppress other omegas.

But Xu Mifei was still just a beta—how could she already—?

Jiang Lingyu couldn’t begin to imagine what would happen if Xu Mifei actually became an alpha. She would absolutely, absolutely not be the incompetent alpha people claimed.

Her canines would be sharper, sinking deeper.

She would lose control, no longer a knight but a domineering tyrant.

Just the thought sent a shiver through Jiang Lingyu’s body.

She couldn’t take that risk…

Jiang Lingyu watched Xu Mifei walk away while Xu Wanzhi remained frozen, unable to speak despite clearly wanting to. Not a single word came out.

Had this woman put a curse on her?

What infuriated her was how Xu Mifei passed by as if she didn’t exist.

“Director Jin, what’s wrong?”

Seeing Jin Chiyu’s grim expression, Xu Mifei knew things weren’t simple. She went straight to the point.

“Your family called,” Jin Chiyu said haltingly, recalling the heavily threatening tone. “They said if this continues, they’ll shut down the show.”

“Director Jin…” Xu Mifei slowly leaned closer to the dejected director, a confident smile playing on her lips, her voice lulling. “How would you like to play a big game?”

She had anticipated this when she asked Lu Jiguang to hire trolls to attack her earlier that afternoon.

She just hadn’t expected the Xu family to lose their composure so quickly—she hadn’t even finished answering the questions before they panicked to save face.

How could they be so foolish?

The show had drawn massive traffic with its “sexual preference survey” gimmick, saved Jiang Lingyu’s group for last, and with Xu Mifei’s deliberately provocative “adult topics,” the atmosphere was perfectly primed.

Cutting the livestream now would only backfire spectacularly.

You can’t keep treating the audience like fools forever—they’ll eventually connect the dots.

No matter how powerful the Xu family is, they can’t single-handedly control everything. It’s not like they can crawl out of electronic devices and cut off people’s internet, right?

When Jin Chiyu received the call from that special assistant He, her first thought was that a major career crisis had arrived.

Truly a member of the Xu family—using such refined language to say things that sent chills down one’s spine.

“…What do you want?”

When Jin Chiyu noticed the faint excitement in Xu Mifei’s eyes, her cold sweat froze in fear. Are all Xu family members crazy, or just those not surnamed Xu?

Xu Mifei whispered a few words in her ear.

“How about it?”

“The risks are too great…” Jin Chiyu gasped. “After all, it’s your family’s arrangement. It’s hard for me—”

“But I’m the investor,” Xu Mifei said. “If we lose the bet, I’ll add more funding to let you finish the show. If we win, Director Jin, you’ll be waiting to receive awards.”

Xu Mifei’s offer was incredibly tempting to Jin Chiyu, but she still hesitated. Just then, her phone rang again.

The moment she saw the caller ID, she deflated—another call from the Xu family!

She directly held up the ringing phone for Xu Mifei to see.

Xu Mifei mouthed that it wasn’t a big deal, leaving Jin Chiyu no choice but to brace herself and answer. At this point, she could only take things one step at a time.

She was even still waiting for instructions from the main platform before she could reopen the livestream, unsure how much viewership had already been lost.

As soon as the call connected, she saw the conference room on the other end—it was actually Xu Mingze calling personally.

Jin Chiyu nearly dropped to her knees on the spot. Only because Xu Mifei was still there did she manage to speak,

“President Xu…”

Xu Mifei’s eyebrows lifted slightly.

“Bring both of them here.”

Jin Chiyu, as if relieved of a hot potato, quickly called for Xu Wanzhi and then placed the phone in front of them, hastily stepping aside.

From the moment Xu Yiming appeared, this became the Xu family’s internal affair—she had no part in it.

“Dad!” The moment Xu Wanzhi saw it was Xu Yiming’s call, her confidence surged.

Xu Mifei didn’t call out. She just found it ridiculous.

What kind of adult still tattles to their parents?

If not for the protagonist halo in the novel, how could Xu Wanzhi, despite such extreme recklessness, still be praised as the most popular alpha and win the beauty’s heart?

“Dad! Did you see tonight’s livestream?” Xu Wanzhi’s eyes reddened slightly, and of course, the first thing she did was complain to her father. Xu Yiming cut her off.

“I already know and have taken appropriate action. Xu Mifei, you’ve utterly disgraced our family!”

“You won’t be recording any more episodes. Get out of here—don’t make me say it twice!”

The phone was on speaker, and Jin Chiyu, hearing everything clearly, was stunned, even feeling anxious for Xu Mifei.

Little Xu, why aren’t you defending yourself? Just lying there and taking the criticism like you’re used to it?

A strange possibility suddenly rose in Jin Chiyu’s mind, Could it be that Xu Mifei has always lived like this in her family, resorting to outrageous behavior just to get attention?

Xu Wanzhi’s triumphant expression hadn’t even lasted two seconds before Xu Mifei’s voice cut in.

“How are you handling it? Don’t tell me you’re going for a full internet blackout, stopping the live broadcast, and indiscriminately deleting comments to silence everyone?” Xu Mifei couldn’t help but laugh. “I’m sure the Xu family’s formidable PR team wouldn’t do something so foolish.”

Xu Wanzhi’s expression immediately darkened.

As someone who ran an entertainment company herself, she knew full well that such PR tactics were the worst possible move at this critical juncture.

She had thought it was just the family intervening to pause the show for ten minutes.

But Xu Yiming’s furious expression and angry words chilled Xu Wanzhi to the core. She immediately said, “We can’t do that, Dad! The show must continue!”

“Continue after all this mess? Just cancel it!”

Xu Yiming couldn’t understand why his eldest daughter was being so uncooperative again.

“Dad, what’s there to fear? If we block all searches now, people will only think we’re guilty. I’ll make sure she humiliates herself thoroughly on the show.”

Moreover, Xu Wanzhi was confident in herself. “Even if we need PR, we should wait until after the show ends. Indiscriminate PR now would just give people more ammunition to talk nonsense! Dad! Stay out of this. After all, she’s the one who’ll end up looking like a fool.”

Lowering her voice, she added, “You know she’s our only… just attention-seeking. Once we bring her back and have her issue a statement, won’t she be the one left embarrassed in the end?”

Xu Yiming understood Xu Wanzhi’s point. No matter how much his younger daughter stirred up trouble, she was still just a beta.

A little kindness, a slap followed by a sweet, and she’d retract her statements like before, claiming it was all just a joke.

With that thought, Xu Yiming redirected his anger toward Xu Mifei,

“Get your ass back here after the show ends!”

After the call ended, the person who truly breathed a sigh of relief was Jin Chiyu. That was terrifying—she felt like she’d glimpsed some of the Xu family’s secrets.

At the same time, she began to understand why Xu Mifei had said she wanted to go big.

…Given the current situation, it might actually work.

“Are we still recording?” Xu Mifei asked Xu Wanzhi.

“Of course we are. Answering the first four questions means nothing.”

“You really do have courage.” Xu Mifei smiled. “Since you’re ready, let’s begin.”

Xu Wanzhi was determined to win, her voice icy. “Stop struggling. No matter how many tricks you have, you’ll never beat me.”

Her arrogance was so blatant that even Jin Chiyu felt indignant on Xu Mifei’s behalf, unable to comprehend how two daughters of the same family could be treated so differently.

Meanwhile, the other guests weren’t idle. Realizing the break had dragged on unusually long, they sensed something was amiss. Lin Su and He Yanzhen exchanged glances.

“Looks like we’re on the same page for once?” Lin Su shook her head helplessly. “I want to help Xiao Xu.”

“Enough talk.” Just as He Yanzhen was about to call his assistant to make a call, Jin Chiyu stepped forward and announced that the livestream would resume in five minutes, with the game continuing.

Wen Yue and Shen Wansui instinctively moved closer to Jiang Lingyu.

They really wanted to ask, Was Jiang Lingyu and Xu Mifei’s marriage really as miserable as the rumors claimed?

Because Xu Mifei’s behavior suggested otherwise—she seemed utterly unwilling to let Jiang Lingyu suffer even the slightest grievance.

Not even one.

If it weren’t for deep feelings, how could one go to such lengths? It seemed that as long as Jiang Lingyu said the word, facing off against everyone wouldn’t be daunting at all.

“She’s coming! She’s coming!” Shen Wansui excitedly whispered in Jiang Lingyu’s ear when she saw Xu Mifei approaching. “Sister Yu, don’t you want to comfort your heartbroken puppy?”

Heartbroken?

Jiang Lingyu looked at the smile on Xu Mifei’s face—it didn’t seem like the expression of someone heartbroken.

“With only five minutes left, instead of resting properly, you come here…” For what?

Jiang Lingyu gazed deeply at Xu Mifei, faintly sensing that tonight, Xu Mifei might completely overturn everyone’s perceptions.

All the labels once attached to Xu Mifei would be torn off one by one.

“Do you believe in me?” Xu Mifei’s voice carried a slightly uplifted tone. Jiang Lingyu reached out and grasped Xu Mifei’s wrist, only to realize her arm was trembling slightly.

Her pulse was erratic and rapid, making it impossible for Jiang Lingyu to tell whether she was nervous or excited.

But her eyes were bright, like the untainted moonlight tonight, gently falling upon them.

“Xu Mifei, you don’t need to go this far.” Jiang Lingyu suddenly released her hand and closed her eyes heavily.

From Xu Mifei’s tone, she sensed that Xu Mifei was about to do something reckless—even exposing her own scars, laying bare the painful memories of her childhood.

Jiang Lingyu had indeed hated the Xu Mifei of the past, but having experienced similar pain herself, she knew this was no easy feat.

To lay one’s wounds bare under the spotlight would only invite pity, not genuine admiration.

“I don’t care about any of that. My goal is simply to…”

Jiang Lingyu heard Xu Mifei’s soft whisper in her ear, “Set you free.”

Like a stone cast into a lake, uncontrollable ripples of emotion spread through her heart.

The person who had once sought to confine her was now going to great lengths, even hurting herself, for Jiang Lingyu’s freedom.

Even though this person had deceived her many times before, at this moment, Jiang Lingyu couldn’t doubt the sincerity of Xu Mifei’s words.

She was willing to believe.

“Guests, please take the stage. Our program will continue shortly. Countdown to reconnecting the live broadcast begins now.”

Once again, Xu Mifei didn’t say anything else to Jiang Lingyu. Just like before, she gently squeezed Jiang Lingyu’s palm and returned to the stage.

The countdown echoed in her earpiece.

“Three.”

“Two.”

“One!”

Instantly, even more viewers flooded in than before, completely disproving Jin Chiyu’s earlier worries about losing audience engagement.

After all, they had taken a fifteen-minute break during prime time!

Jiang Lingyu was increasingly convinced that Xu Mifei’s claim about waiting to win an award might actually come true.

Holy sh1t, I’m in! I’m in!!!

 

I’ve been refreshing for the past fifteen minutes—my screen’s practically sparking, Director Jin, do you have any idea what I’ve been through?!

 

Front-row reminder, use keywords carefully! Remember what was just said! Otherwise, if the livestream gets taken down again, where are we supposed to find our next digital entertainment?!

Got it!

Peacock Xu, you better perform well tonight. If you can actually pull this off, I swear I’ll never call you a useless weak Alpha again—or else I’ll be the useless one for life!

 

My friends are way too hyped! Even though we have an 8 AM class tomorrow, nothing can stop my fellow enthusiasts and me from pulling an all-nighter to analyze this frame by frame!

 

This Priority of Love is just too satisfying. It’s only the start of the year, but I’m already calling it—this is going to be my top pick for the year.

 

New account here, let me say it, I hate censorship! If they hadn’t deleted that post, none of this would’ve happened. I’ve got plenty of accounts—I’m not scared. And because of this ridiculous censorship, I believe Xu Mifei isn’t just doing this for clout!

 

Hey, you up there, watch out or all the accounts tied to your ID might get banned. Someone drags her away and give her a crash course.

AHHHHHHHHHHHHH sis I’ll spam to protect you!!!

Jin Chiyu watched the skyrocketing barrage of comments, deeply impressed by how sharp this generation of netizens could be.

Avoiding sensitive keywords, protecting their accounts, subtly discussing the oddities they noticed—that was the way to go for the long haul.

“Dear audience, apologies for the minor technical issue with our equipment earlier. But thanks to the efforts of our props team, we’ve resolved it,” Jin Chiyu said with a smile. “Now, we’ll resume selecting comments for the Q&A session.”

Here we go!!!

 

‘Minor technical issue’ = Xu Mifei lost her temper. ‘Props team’s efforts’ = Jin Chiyu stepped in. ‘Resolved’ = Surface-level harmony achieved.

 

Thanks for decoding, sis! Are you a cryptology major or something?

 

Hurry up hurry up hurry up my heart’s about to leap out of my throat!!!

 

Ah! The camera caught Yuyu staring at the Peacock Xu!!! Is this the first time the camera’s being this blatant about showing Yuyu watching Xu Mifei?

 

Sometimes you just gotta trust the camera angles in variety shows~

“Now, let’s answer the third comment, which is also our fifth question.”

The camera shifted to Xu Mifei.

The woman on screen looked almost radiant with confidence as she stared straight into the lens. “The third question asks me to prove if I’ve trained my body. No problem.”

She began unbuttoning her uniform jacket, one button at a time, from top to bottom, slow and deliberate.

The camera followed her slender fingers all the way down to the last button.

“Click.”

A tiny sound, magnified in everyone’s ears, like the snap of a taut string finally breaking.

Underneath, she wore a simple white T-shirt, crisp and clean, a stark contrast to the dark, structured uniform jacket.

When she first arrived, the original owner’s body had been weak.

But over time, it had gradually become her own.

More accurately—they had merged. Xu Mifei could feel it during her initial tests with the props team, how her movements grew more fluid and natural.

Otherwise, she wouldn’t have been able to respond to this comment so effortlessly.

Though she usually carried herself with an air of indifference, since she’d put in the work to sculpt her physique, why not show it off?

The sleeves of her T-shirt were loose, but the defined muscles of her forearms were unmistakable, veins subtly pronounced beneath her thin skin, ready to spring into action.

……

 

If none of you are gonna say it, I will—I’ve got plenty of accounts. drools

 

She actually trained for this—(turns into a screaming chicken)

I can’t even imagine how good it’d feel if those arms held me just once.

 

Dream bigger! Holding is nothing. If she pinned me down from behind like Xu Mifei described earlier, AHHHHHH I’d die—

“Anyone can achieve this level of training; it’s something an adult woman can attain through consistent exercise.”

“Are you sure? Many people can achieve instant results with medication, but it never lasts. I’ve never seen you train before this show—are you sure you didn’t get injections?” This time, it was Yi Baoyou who spoke up. “Prove that your strength is real.”

“Of course.” Xu Mifei spread her hands, then suddenly turned and reached out to Jiang Lingyu behind her. “Can you help me?”

Jiang Lingyu stood up, and Xu Mifei led her to the center, placing a hand on her waist before lifting her effortlessly.

“Hold on tight.”

Jiang Lingyu immediately wrapped her arms around Xu Mifei’s neck, realizing she was perfectly steady—Xu Mifei truly had the strength to carry her.

Yi Baoyou never expected Xu Mifei to call Jiang Lingyu up for an interaction, and her face turned green with envy.

“One hand can be used to show off, but you can’t rely on it forever. I’ve trained my arm strength more,” Xu Mifei admitted, then lifted Jiang Lingyu in a princess carry with both hands. “This is my third quirk—preferring to rely on hand strength because hands are agile and important. Without strong hands, half the joy in life would be lost. After all, compared to this—”

Xu Mifei slightly parted her lips, revealing the sharp edge of her canine teeth, before looking at Jiang Lingyu. “I prefer using my hands to touch soft things.”

She set Jiang Lingyu down.

When she exerted force, the muscles in her arms flexed naturally, exuding dominance and power.

Her sleeves rolled up slightly from the movement, revealing a scar on her right upper arm.

It was a circular bite mark, roughly the size of an adult’s palm, raised starkly against her fair skin—impossible to miss.

Though it had long since healed into a flesh-toned scar, it remained clearly visible under the high-definition camera.

The speed of this car came out of nowhere!

 

That scar! Could it be from the dog bite Fei Peacock mentioned earlier?

 

This isn’t from some pet dog—it’s from a large breed, right? The more you think about it, the scarier it gets.

“Your arm?” Jiang Lingyu noticed the scar the moment she was set down. She pushed up Xu Mifei’s sleeve, exposing the wound to everyone.

“This was from roughhousing when we were kids.”

Xu Wanzhi scoffed. “That was just childish play. Do you really have to bring it up?”

“True, we were just kids back then. But if we were to ‘play’ like that now, it wouldn’t be polite, would it?” Xu Mifei shot Xu Wanzhi a look. “Because someone might actually die.”

“What do you mean by that?”

Xu Mifei’s expression remained indifferent. “I’m just reminding you—dogs might bite you too.”

A threat? Who did she think she was, daring to threaten her here?

Yet Xu Wanzhi found herself unable to retort, as if her mouth had been sewn shut.

For the first time, she felt like her body wasn’t her own—completely disobedient, as if it only responded to Xu Mifei’s gaze.

“Five questions answered. One more and I win, right? Director Jin, draw the next one.”

Jin Chiyu didn’t dare delay, but the next question from the live chat left her stunned.

What kind of question was this?

We’ve always been curious—what does Xu Mifei’s pheromone smell like?

This comment had clearly been pushed to the top by viewers and was only now picked up by the system.

When Xu Wanzhi saw it, she nearly laughed out loud, disregarding her image.

Wasn’t this the heavens helping her?

How could a beta possibly know anything about pheromones? She didn’t even have a scent gland!

She’d have to forfeit.

Xu Mifei, though slightly troubled, thought the question wasn’t too difficult—she could just make something up, couldn’t she?

Precisely because she was a beta and no one had ever smelled her pheromones, she had the perfect opportunity to fabricate an answer.

Just as she was about to speak, the person beside her suddenly said, “I’ll answer this question.”

“No one knows her pheromone scent better than I do.”

Jiang Lingyu’s voice was clear and crisp, cool and detached, yet it instantly set the live chat on fire.

HOLY!!! WHAT KIND OF SCENE IS THIS?!

 

I… I don’t get it, folks. The rumors I heard said Jiang Lingyu was forced by Xu Mifei—is that really true? This doesn’t look like it at all!

 

All I hear in Jiang Lingyu’s words is something… indecent…

 

Now that I think about it, your ‘healing CP’ seems to have zero sexual tension. But if you told me Jiang Lingyu and Xu Mifei were doing it out of hate, I’d believe it. I can already picture it.

“Her pheromone scent is alcoholic, like rum mixed with overripe fruit juice. It’s intoxicating—you can’t have too much.”

Even Xu Mifei herself was stunned. Jiang Lingyu’s description was so detailed that it almost sounded real.

“So, marking her is like drinking—the transition from tipsy to drunk happens in an instant,” Jiang Lingyu’s gaze drifted to Xu Mifei’s scent gland. “The right amount of alcohol enhances the mood, and for adults, it’s a source of pleasure. So, her pheromones are a potent stimulant in moments of indulgence. Touching her scent gland… watching her lose control—that’s one of my preferences.”

Xu Mifei felt the throbbing at the back of her neck again, more intense than ever before.

As a beta born into an alpha-dominated family, the original host’s life had been one of misfortune.

Scorned, cursed, targeted, mocked.

But as the transmigrated soul, Xu Mifei had never wanted to become an alpha. In fact, she thought being a beta was just fine.

The original host had dreamed of becoming a true alpha, but she was different—she didn’t want that.

Yet at this moment—

Xu Mifei suddenly wondered, what if she really were an alpha?

Not to gain others’ respect, not to defy societal hierarchies, and certainly not because she saw being a beta as a flaw.

But simply to know—

If she were an alpha, would Jiang Lingyu’s words about touching her scent gland and watching her lose control… be true?

Just hearing Jiang Lingyu’s description had already provoked an intense, involuntary reaction in her body—a desperate urge to respond.