Forced to Pretend to Be an A and Marry the Best Actress Omega - Chapter 34

Get a grip, get a proper grip!

What kind of occasion is this? This is no time for such thoughts.

If not for fear of startling the audience watching through the cameras, Xu Mifei truly wanted to slap herself twice—just to snap both her body and mind back to awareness.

Before, she’d at least needed to catch Jiang Lingyu’s pheromones to turn into a fool. But now, how could just hearing Jiang Lingyu speak render her incapable of rational thought?

Xu Mifei didn’t doubt for a second that under these circumstances, Jiang Lingyu only needed to crook a finger, and she’d willingly put on a collar for her.

All the answers she’d given earlier in response to the live comments were merely to complete the task, with a hint of suggestive teasing mixed in.

But after hearing Jiang Lingyu’s words, Xu Mifei suddenly realized—if those things were really done with Jiang Lingyu, it wouldn’t be unacceptable.

Her body and mind responded even more honestly, betraying her excitement. The faint throbbing at the nape of her neck had begun to prickle with a dull ache, leaving her both lucid and dazed.

It felt like being drunk, yet also like suffering—a peculiar, indescribable emptiness taking root inside her.

An eerie silence fell over the set.

But upon closer inspection, this silence stemmed from the fact that the guests and crew members had all flushed crimson, temporarily losing their ability to react. They could only stare blankly at the barrage of comments on the large screen.

Though Priority of Love was famous for its couples and drama—where hair-pulling fights and public displays of affection went hand in hand—and had even created iconic moments like kiss tutorials, never before had mere words alone ignited such vivid imaginations in everyone.

Without any pheromones or visual stimulation, the mental images conjured were even more intense. What they witnessed was the sheer attraction and tension between two bodies—an irresistible pull toward each other.

Nearly everyone present thought the same thing,

So, between an alpha and an omega, there existed a pure attraction unrelated to compatibility or pheromones.

Just as Jiang Lingyu had said—

In her words, pheromones weren’t about absolute submission or control but about enhancing the fun and pleasure of interaction.

The first to react was Hu Yigui, the props team leader, who swiftly switched the large screen to display the live chat feed.

The rapidly scrolling comments flew by like a hailstorm of bullets—ordinary text was completely illegible.

The hyped-up audience naturally noticed this and resorted to flexing their financial power, sending super-chats that hovered prominently in the middle of the screen.

You—you—you—YOU—

(Sobbing) You’ve definitely done it (Sobbing) And definitely more than once (Sobbing) Otherwise, how could you describe it so accurately and vividly?! Can you demonstrate live, just for me? (Pleading)

Damn your mouths—just kiss already and let us see!

I hereby declare this the best guest answer I’ve ever witnessed. Let Jiang Lingyu win—she deserves it.

As much as I despise Peacock Xu, even you can’t deny her contribution this round, right?

“The woman who single-handedly elevated an adult-themed segment to one with depth—and the key is Jiang Lingyu actually played along with her.”

“Is their relationship really forced?”

“Stop it with the supplements, or how will the healing CP fans sleep tonight?”

“Whether Xu Mifei’s words are true or not aside, the atmosphere and her earnest attitude in answering—impressive! Finally, I get it—this must be the effect Director Jin originally intended for this segment, right?”

“Will the guests on set really not react? (Serious discussion)”

“I’m watching with my girlfriend, hehe. Wishing all the ladies a fun night together.”

Jin Chiyu nearly teared up when she saw this comment.

Finally, a viewer who truly understood her vision had appeared.

Yes! This was exactly the effect she wanted!

He Yanzhen, however, shot Lin Su an inexplicable glance.

She had seen the comment asking whether the on-set guests would react.

“…Did you see it?” Lin Su suddenly asked, her usually smooth voice now carrying a faint rasp, as if laced with gravel.

Instinctively, He Yanzhen knew Lin Su was referring to that very comment.

“No, I didn’t,” He Yanzhen replied stiffly.

Lin Su fell silent, but He Yanzhen could feel her gaze lingering on the back of her neck, searingly intense.

Long ago, she and Lin Su had lost any physical interest in each other—biting was merely a perfunctory act for the sake of marking and soothing.

Yet at this moment, He Yanzhen suddenly felt her body yearning to respond to Lin Su.

It was Jiang Lingyu’s words that made her realize an omega could be more than just the passive recipient.

“We’ve finished answering,” Xu Mifei broke the silence on set. “Director.”

Jin Chiyu snapped back to reality, her face flushed. “Ah! Right, yes, correct… You’ve answered six comments in total. All responses are valid.”

According to the show’s rules, since Xu Wanzhi had answered five questions earlier but chose not to continue, Xu Mifei’s completion of six meant her team won outright.

“The winning team is—Jiang Lingyu!!!”

Only after the announcement did Xu Mifei finally relax.

She didn’t miss the stiff, heated expression on Xu Wanzhi’s face and deliberately blinked innocently at her—a mimicry of Xu Wanzhi’s own signature expression, thrown back to spite her.

Yi Baoyou had come to back Xu Wanzhi up, but it wasn’t until Director Jin’s announcement that she realized Xu Wanzhi had actually lost.

She immediately moved to take Xu Wanzhi’s arm, but Xu Wanzhi, already irritated, nearly gagged at the scent on Yi Baoyou.

When Yi Baoyou was shoved aside, a pair of sharply defined knuckles steadied her shoulder, effortlessly helping her regain balance.

She turned and met Xu Mifei’s faintly amused eyes.

Wait—had Xu Mifei just…?

But the moment passed. Xu Mifei seemed to have done it casually before shifting her gaze to Xu Wanzhi, her tone light. “Where’s your sportsmanship? It’s just a game—you’re not taking it seriously, are you?”

“Of course not. Congratulations on your win,” Xu Wanzhi replied with a strained smile, though the memory of her father’s recent call eased some of her frustration.

After all, they still had to go back. Did Xu Mifei really think she’d get off easy?

“Too kind, the victory wasn’t mine alone.” Xu Mifei smiled nonchalantly before whispering in Jiang Lingyu’s ear, “We won. Do you believe me now?”

She didn’t realize that as she leaned in, her hair brushing against Jiang Lingyu’s earlobe sent tiny electric currents of tingling sensation through her.

Jiang Lingyu instinctively wanted to pull away, but Xu Mifei moved faster. Having completed her task, she swiftly retreated beyond camera range, rejoining the crew.

This time, she happened to stand directly across from Jiang Lingyu.

She’d left so quickly, without even waiting for an answer.

Her transition between roles was just as rapid off-camera, tilting her head slightly as she engaged in serious discussion with other staff members.

She seemed completely unaffected—as if… Jiang Lingyu alone was still unsettled by their earlier exchange.

Jiang Lingyu gave a self-deprecating smirk, averting her gaze and dismissing her strange thoughts.

“Our prize for winning is this, the victorious guest may choose one person to share her bedroom tonight,” Jin Chiyu announced, her voice slowing involuntarily. “Lingyu, who will you pick?”

Who else could she pick?! It has to be Peacock Mifei!

This is toxic. Winning one challenge and getting arrogant. The show’s premise was Yuyu and Zhizhi coming together—how could she possibly choose Xu Mifei now?

Even non-shippers find this ridiculous. Have you no principles?

They’re legally married—isn’t that principle enough?

Stop giving Xu Mifei special treatment. This is unbearable.

Hello? Last season’s tasks also allowed all staff to participate by default—it’s not unique to this episode. If it’s unbearable, stop watching. Why bother spending on super comments? You do know every cent you spend here goes into the crew’s bonuses, right? Go ahead, rage away—your money will still end up in Xu Mifei’s paycheck.

…Damn. Now that’s a clapback.

Yet Jiang Lingyu’s gaze, after briefly landing on Xu Wanzhi, slid away.

Her silence thickened the tension until her focus settled on a particular spot ahead.

She noticed Yi Baoyou stealing glances at Xu Mifei too—that particular curiosity only an omega reserves for a desired alpha.

A peculiar emotion rose in Jiang Lingyu’s chest, sawing relentlessly at the walls of her rationality.

Did Xu Mifei even realize the effect she was having? Whose gaze would she return?

Jiang Lingyu had already decided earlier.

But now—

Xu Mifei had been meticulously reviewing arrangements with colleagues, ensuring Jiang Lingyu’s room would be flawless tonight.

No questionable props allowed.

Then belatedly, she registered the sudden silence around her.

Looking up sharply, she met Jiang Lingyu’s eyes.

She understood instantly, Jiang Lingyu was struggling.

She’d originally come partnered with Xu Wanzhi, bound by corporate contracts and countless restrictions.

Choosing Xu Wanzhi now would render their earlier teamwork meaningless.

Jiang Lingyu needed support—a graceful justification.

Resolved, Xu Mifei adjusted her mic and spoke into Jiang Lingyu’s gaze, “May I volunteer myself?”

The others: “!”

Though some had speculated whether Jiang Lingyu would choose Xu Mifei, no one expected Xu Mifei to volunteer herself.

“I was the one who completed the Knight card to help Lingyu finish the mission, so what’s wrong with asking for a little reward?” Xu Mifei smiled, locking eyes with Jiang Lingyu. “By reason or sentiment, shouldn’t you choose me? We had an agreement.”

She didn’t specify what the agreement was, but the lingering, affectionate lilt in her voice gave the audience plenty to imagine.

Just how far have you two secretly progressed without telling us?!

Jiang Lingyu’s breathing grew uneven, the towering wall within her crumbling in an instant—yet what rose in its wake wasn’t dust, but the intoxicating, crisp fragrance of fine wine.

The answer settled the moment Xu Mifei lifted her gaze to meet hers.

She closed her eyes briefly and made her choice,

“Xu Mifei. I choose Xu Mifei.”

If not for her duty to maintain order, Jin Chiyu would have cheered aloud.

This was the answer everyone had been waiting for.

The moment Jiang Lingyu finished speaking, Xu Mifei immediately stepped forward, waving at the camera,

“Well then, we’re off.”

Only then did the audience realize—caught up in the excitement—they hadn’t noticed the time was already 11:30 PM. The livestream would end in half an hour.

Quick, everyone, rush to Yuyu’s stream! We still have half an hour left!!!

Are they really going to sleep together? Oh my god, don’t end the stream tonight—I’d be happy just watching them lie side by side on the same bed and chat!

+ID number!!

However, the scene the audience hoped for didn’t happen.

After entering the room together, Xu Mifei and Jiang Lingyu sat in silence—one at the foot of the bed, the other on the sofa—a stark contrast to their demeanor outside.

Jiang Lingyu actually wanted to shower, but with Xu Mifei seated on the sofa, she found herself inexplicably rooted in place.

Xu Mifei, meanwhile, was counting down the seconds. The instant she heard the livestream end through her earpiece, she sprang up like a released slingshot.

Jiang Lingyu, sitting at the foot of the bed, stood as well. Xu Mifei understood the silent cue—leave, now—and immediately moved toward the door.

Earlier, to reassure Jiang Lingyu, she had even left the door slightly ajar.

There was no way she would actually sleep beside Jiang Lingyu… slipping past the cameras was enough.

She could return early the next morning and pretend she’d stayed the night.

But before Xu Mifei’s hand could touch the door, slender fingers pressed lightly against it.

Click.

The soft sound of the door closing sent an unexpected jolt through her chest, a tingling sense that things had spiraled beyond her control.

Jiang Lingyu stood before her, back against the door, blocking all escape.

“You forgot?” she said. “Today’s session hasn’t started yet.”

Her words made Xu Mifei tense for the first time that night, her breath hitching.

Here?

She wasn’t prepared at all…

Jiang Lingyu took a step forward. Whether she saw through Xu Mifei’s hesitation or not, Xu Mifei instinctively reached for the door again.

But Jiang Lingyu leaned against the handle—Xu Mifei’s hand landed on her flat stomach instead, and she immediately recoiled as if burned.

Jiang Lingyu took the opportunity to grasp her wrist, slowly guiding Xu Mifei’s hand to his lower back as he murmured, “Come here.”