Forced to Pretend to Be an A and Marry the Best Actress Omega - Chapter 43

Xu Mifei ignored the howling and cursing behind them, keeping her arm around Jiang Lingyu’s waist as they walked straight out of the Xu family villa.

Xu Mifei’s earlier threat had clearly worked.

Jiang Lingyu could hear Xu Wanzhi venting her fury like a madwoman, yet she only dared to scream at the servants without mentioning Jiang Lingyu even once.

The car that had brought them earlier unexpectedly appeared from around the corner. The familiar faces of Hu Huaimeng and Zhao Zhao peeked out from the rolled-down windows as Jiang Lingyu turned to the person beside her.

“You knew all along?”

She had known they wouldn’t stay long—or perhaps this entire trip home had been orchestrated just to force the Xu family to change their attitude toward her.

“Get in.”

Xu Mifei opened the car door and offered her arm as support for Jiang Lingyu to step in, even carefully shielding the slit of her skirt from view as she boarded. Her gaze remained proper, not once straying downward.

“Of course I knew! After you went inside, Young Miss Xu sent me a message telling us to wait nearby for twenty minutes. You came out even before the time was up.” Once they were in the car, Hu Huaimeng couldn’t resist spilling everything.

“Shall we head back to the villa?” she then asked tentatively, glancing back.

The villa Hu Huaimeng referred to was Xu Mifei and Jiang Lingyu’s marital home—a property originally belonging to Xu Mifei. Back when they had just gotten engaged, Xu Mifei had asked Jiang Lingyu to move in, but she had refused.

Xu Mifei studied Jiang Lingyu’s expression and found her gaze still fixed on her. Perhaps because of how convincingly she had acted earlier, Jiang Lingyu’s eyes still held a trace of tenderness.

Encouraged, she ventured, “Let’s go to the villa.”

Jiang Lingyu tacitly agreed, and Hu Huaimeng immediately instructed Zhao Zhao to drive there.

Upon arriving, Xu Mifei got out of the car and motioned for Hu Huaimeng to follow.

Though puzzled, Jiang Lingyu didn’t stop her. As they entered, there was only one pair of slippers in the entryway. Awkwardly, Xu Mifei retrieved two new pairs from the shoe cabinet, unwrapped them, and placed them before Jiang Lingyu and Hu Huaimeng.

Hu Huaimeng didn’t dare say a word, no matter how curious she was.

Who had been spreading those rumors about Young Miss Xu forcibly taking Jiang Lingyu while she helplessly resisted? All lies—completely unreliable! Judging by how carefully Xu Mifei acted around her, it was more like Jiang Lingyu had Xu Mifei firmly under her thumb.

And they hadn’t even lived together after marriage—clearly because Jiang Lingyu herself hadn’t wanted to…

When Xu Mifei brought her a glass of water, a single glance from her was enough for Hu Huaimeng to tactfully take her cup and retreat to the study.

These two definitely had things to discuss.

Xu Mifei handed the other glass of warm water to Jiang Lingyu. “Would you like to go upstairs and change first?”

Jiang Lingyu nodded but didn’t move. Her eyes briefly swept over the upper floor before returning to Xu Mifei.

“Did you ask Sister Meng here to discuss the contract?” After a moment’s hesitation, Jiang Lingyu voiced her thoughts. “I didn’t realize you cared so much about my contract… Thank you, but please don’t interfere anymore. I’ll figure something out myself later.”

If it were that easy to resolve, Jiang Lingyu wouldn’t still be trapped in this contract.

Sometimes Jiang Lingyu herself didn’t understand why—no matter how hard she tried, it seemed futile, as if she would always remain trapped in one cage after another, unable to break free.

She was willing to believe that Xu Mifei genuinely wanted to help her solve her problems, but she didn’t want to drag Xu Mifei into this helplessness.

Xu Mifei frowned, sensing that Jiang Lingyu was pushing her away again.

“What do you mean ‘don’t worry about it’? Weren’t you proudly telling those people earlier that we’re getting our marriage certificate tomorrow? Did you forget?” Xu Mifei didn’t want Jiang Lingyu to draw such clear boundaries between them. Even if there were no feelings involved, weren’t they still partners in this arrangement?

“After all, I still bear the Xu name. It’s easier for me to handle this matter—they won’t dare do anything to me.”

Besides, after the scene she had caused at home earlier, Jiang Lingyu hadn’t tried to stop her in front of them. Instead, she had stood by her side.

Xu Mifei was confident she could protect Jiang Lingyu openly, but she had no idea what underhanded tricks they might pull in the shadows.

No matter what, just as she had said at the dinner table, Jiang Lingyu was the bottom line—absolutely untouchable.

Only if the person before her trusted her, willing to entrust her with the things she couldn’t accomplish herself, would they truly stand together.

Only then could she feel at ease.

The Xu family posed no real threat to her own situation—only Jiang Lingyu did. Rescuing Jiang Lingyu from the Spring Garden film crew had made her realize just how unstable Jiang Lingyu was.

If she really became an alpha, providing strong reassurance to Jiang Lingyu might still be a solution. But right now, she couldn’t.

Jiang Lingyu grabbed Xu Mifei’s arm, then quickly realized her own agitation and instead settled for holding Xu Mifei’s wrist.

“If they really couldn’t do anything to you, how did you end up with so many scars? How could Xu Wanzhi have tormented you like that?”

Xu Mifei: “That was when I was a child. It would never happen now. And not all of those scars were—”

Her words cut off abruptly, realizing she had said too much. Her body was merging with the original owner, and some of the scars were ones Xu Mifei herself had brought. But she couldn’t explain this to Jiang Lingyu right now.

After a moment of silence, she placed her hand over Jiang Lingyu’s wrist, hoping to offer some reassurance.

“Nothing will happen. I value my life too much—aren’t I still waiting for you to find hope?” Xu Mifei smiled faintly. “At the very least, I won’t become an alpha. Being by my side will be safe.”

“Then have you thought about what I’ll do during my next heat?”

“We’ll stick to our original method. I just can’t… take your pheromones anymore. Providing you with reassurance is my duty.” As she spoke these words, Xu Mifei’s face burned with discomfort. What she really wanted to say was that she could no longer use her teeth to pierce, to create that overwhelming sensation between them.

Jiang Lingyu didn’t respond, instead staring at her lips.

Xu Mifei stood up awkwardly, wanting to cover Jiang Lingyu’s gaze with something, but her hands were empty.

She felt utterly exposed under Jiang Lingyu’s stare. Had Jiang Lingyu already noticed her loss of control? Would she never allow her to get close again?

“If we stick to the previous method of soothing, what if the intensity isn’t enough again?” Jiang Lingyu knew her question was putting Xu Mifei in a difficult position, but she couldn’t control her relentless pressure.

The dynamic between her and Xu Mifei had inexplicably turned into some kind of offensive game.

Whenever she noticed Xu Mifei retreating, she wanted to pull her back. But if Xu Mifei truly advanced, Jiang Lingyu wasn’t sure she could withstand it.

“We can think of other methods!” Xu Mifei faltered under Jiang Lingyu’s gaze and blurted out urgently.

For a moment, what flashed through her mind was Jiang Lingyu’s earlier words:

“Enter my body.”

The moment those words surfaced, Xu Mifei’s fingertips burned as if she had already experienced it, the searing sensation lingering.

Realizing this, she was overwhelmed with shame. She knew she absolutely couldn’t meet Jiang Lingyu’s eyes—she couldn’t let Jiang Lingyu see what had just crossed her mind.

Extreme depravity and possessiveness always surged wildly when their gazes locked. She felt her consciousness and rationality splitting into two opposing extremes.

This made her increasingly uncertain—were these feelings for Jiang Lingyu truly from her heart, or were they merely catalyzed by the pheromones of a top-tier omega?

In Jiang Lingyu’s presence, she was losing her ability to distinguish. Every time she felt Jiang Lingyu’s touch, the impulse surged through her bl00d, every cell in her body yearning to respond, to pull her back into herself.

There had to be another way to stimulate her—not what she was imagining.

But as for what that method might be, if Jiang Lingyu pressed her even slightly further, she would surely give herself away.

Yet she heard Jiang Lingyu continue, “What other methods could there be?”

Even though she was the one standing, she held no advantage in front of Jiang Lingyu. Instead, Jiang Lingyu seemed like an untouchable superior, looking down at her as if seeing straight through all her depraved thoughts.

She couldn’t bear this suffocating pressure and took half a step back, desperate for space to breathe.

Jiang Lingyu remained seated on the sofa, unmoving, only stretching her legs slightly. The tip of her foot replaced her body, intruding into Xu Mifei’s safe space, pressing forward relentlessly.

The high-slit black qipao she wore hadn’t been changed, and with her movement, more of her legs were exposed—smooth, flawless curves on full display.

Her skin was as white as freshly poured milk spilling across the sofa, flowing toward the tips of their nearly touching shoes.

Even with the barrier of house slippers, Xu Mifei’s toes curled uncontrollably, as if that could shield her from the invasion of that soft, milky whiteness.

There was no time to catch her breath. The sweet fragrance of milk choked her, making it hard to breathe—yet she didn’t dare.

“Why aren’t you saying anything?”

Only when Jiang Lingyu’s voice sounded again did Xu Mifei realize she had just indulged in a wild, unrestrained fantasy.

“If you don’t want to bite me again, then how will you do it?”

Xu Mifei seemed entranced as she murmured, “Just… kiss it.” Like before, kiss her scent gland, press down hard, tease it with her tongue, suck on it.

“But if you kiss the same way as before, it won’t be enough. Or do you think you can try a different way—something strong enough to stimulate me?”

If it weren’t for knowing Jiang Lingyu disliked the original owner and that these discussions were merely to safely navigate through her heat, Xu Mifei might almost think Jiang Lingyu was deliberately bringing these topics up to tempt her.

As she listened, her body had already begun reacting—an uncontrollable heat rising within her. Yet Jiang Lingyu remained as composed and distant as ever, treating this as an open matter for discussion rather than anything laced with ambiguity.

Xu Mifei forced herself to relax her stiff limbs and toes, maintaining an outwardly calm demeanor as she replied,

“Yes, we can try other methods to increase stimulation. Maybe we could vary the way we kiss.”

On one condition—

Under Jiang Lingyu’s probing gaze, Xu Mifei steeled herself and said, “But you’ll have to tell me your real preferences… in that regard. That way, we can coordinate better.”

She meant genuine preferences, not the perfunctory answers given for the sake of the show.

If possible, Xu Mifei wished she could ask for even more details. She wasn’t the original owner—she was an absolute novice in these matters. Her previous attempts at soothing had relied purely on instinct, and she hadn’t dared ask whether Jiang Lingyu enjoyed them, fearing it would be too forward.

Jiang Lingyu said, “What I answered on the show is what I like.”

Xu Mifei’s eyes widened.

Hadn’t Jiang Lingyu said she enjoyed the feeling of approaching danger? And that she liked… touching her own scent gland?

At the time, she had lightly pressed a spot behind her gland.

The implication of those words was unmistakable—she liked watching an alpha lose control in front of her, succumbing to desire.

At this realization, Xu Mifei’s expression stiffened. “We should be able to find another way…”

“How many more ways do you have? Ah, so many,” Jiang Lingyu remarked knowingly, nodding. “You really are experienced, even well-versed in different kissing techniques.”

“No! That’s not it!” Xu Mifei didn’t understand how the conversation had taken such a sharp turn, nor why it had circled back to her. She felt utterly defenseless against Jiang Lingyu’s words—if she claimed those experiences weren’t hers, no one would believe her anyway.

“Anyway, no, I don’t have that many techniques.” Unaware that her face had flushed crimson in an instant, her flustered state made it obvious to anyone that she was genuinely panicking.

But Xu Mifei didn’t realize. Seeing the faint smile on Jiang Lingyu’s lips, she assumed it was disbelief and blurted out impulsively, “I’ll prove it to you! There are plenty of other ways to provide stimulation!”

“You’ll prove it to me?” Jiang Lingyu’s eyes narrowed slightly, the corners of her lips curling upward. The moment she took a step forward, Xu Mifei startled and retreated, their dynamic like opposing magnetic poles—one advancing, the other immediately retreating.

Jiang Lingyu laughed. “You act like I’m some kind of monster now—too afraid to even come near me. And yet you talk about stimulating techniques?”

“…Who says I’m afraid?” Spurred on, Xu Mifei took a bold step forward, the stiff fabric of her pants brushing against Jiang Lingyu’s smooth calf.

In an instant, the silky warmth of white milk soaked through her trousers, clinging to her skin.

It was wet, hot. The warmth of another person could feel so tangible, rushing to drown her.

Xu Mifei’s breath hitched imperceptibly, but to prove herself, she could only lower her gaze and grip Jiang Lingyu’s wrist.

Jiang Lingyu sighed in mock disappointment. “Just this? Not enough. This isn’t nearly as intense as when you came at me from behind in the greenhouse.”

She was deliberately provoking Xu Mifei.

Xu Mifei had already lifted her hand, holding it up between them, severing their locked gazes.

Just as Jiang Lingyu thought Xu Mifei must have reached her limit and was about to let go, Xu Mifei clasped both her hands together and yanked them upward sharply.

Her wrists were now trapped in Xu Mifei’s single-handed grip, raised high above her head. In that instant, her heartbeat surged as if injected with a powerful force, pumping bl00d wildly.

Xu Mifei pressed forward with one knee, nudging between Jiang Lingyu’s parted legs.

Leaning in, the distance between them closed. Xu Mifei bent at the waist, her gaze leveling with Jiang Lingyu’s.

But the proximity forced Jiang Lingyu’s hands even further back, leaving her utterly powerless. The humiliation of her helplessness sent a wave of shame crashing through her.

She could feel Xu Mifei’s grip tightening, her own pulse racing faster and faster.

Control had instantly shifted back into Xu Mifei’s hands.

“How about this? Enough now?”

Xu Mifei’s breath had already mingled with Jiang Lingyu’s. Her eyes traced Jiang Lingyu’s upper lip with deliberate intensity, as if pressing down with tangible weight.

Jiang Lingyu immediately pursed her lips, barely suppressing the surge of pheromones threatening to spill out.

She had no doubt—if she dared say it wasn’t enough, Xu Mifei would kiss her right then. With a force fiercer than her gaze, with a grip a hundred times more humiliating than this wrist hold, Xu Mifei would take liberties with her, degrade her.

She hadn’t expected… her provocation to yield such an overwhelming effect.

So overwhelming that she could barely withstand it. Something inside her was unraveling, urging her to… press her trembling calf against Xu Mifei’s knee.

It was her body’s submission to an alpha—so unfamiliar yet so overwhelming. Jiang Lingyu’s breathing grew uneven, the embroidered collar and buttons of her qipao rising and falling with her heaving chest.

“Not enough,” she heard her own voice, laced with forced indifference. “Just like this, a beta can never provide the pheromone comfort of an alpha.”

It was her selfishness at work. Jiang Lingyu admitted it—right now, she wished desperately that Xu Mifei were an alpha, her alpha.

The kind who, with just a release of pheromones, would be willing to die on her and never escape.

But Xu Mifei was a beta. No matter how infatuated she was, she could still break free by instinct.

Jiang Lingyu had already taken hold of the thread Xu Mifei had handed her.

That thread had once slit her throat, stained with bl00d, yet it had also cut through the red silk and saved her.

Now, she willingly looped it around her own neck once more, the other end placed in Xu Mifei’s hands.

If Xu Mifei took even one step forward, she would tumble into that tender abyss.

But if Xu Mifei retreated even half a step, that noose would slice through her throat.

Then, she would lose all hope.

Only by making Xu Mifei an alpha could her hope endure.

But becoming an alpha went against Xu Mifei’s own will. Even if she said she was willing, it was only because of the lure of her pheromones.

When her chin was lifted, Jiang Lingyu’s thoughts were completely interrupted.

Xu Mifei used the exact gripping motion she had described on the show.

Her fingers spread effortlessly to capture Jiang Lingyu’s jaw, forcing her head back until it pressed against the sofa.

Mindful of the wound on Jiang Lingyu’s neck, Xu Mifei deliberately avoided that area. But because her grip was higher, Jiang Lingyu’s lips could no longer close as they had before.

“A beta can do it too, Jiang Lingyu.” Xu Mifei’s breath slipped between her lips, each word carrying an aggressive edge—low and clear. “I’ll make sure you understand.”

For a moment, Jiang Lingyu’s heart pounded so hard it felt like it would leap from her throat, certain that Xu Mifei was about to kiss her.

But instead, Xu Mifei slowly loosened her grip.

What had been a rough, domineering motion was deliberately softened, now more like cradling her face, fingertips gently tracing the outline of her lips.

Tender, even lingering, as if… they were truly lovers.

Xu Mifei would never know that everything she did struck right at Jiang Lingyu’s most sensitive spots.

The deliberate roughness that still held tenderness, the knee pressing close when provoked, the faint scent of bl00d mixed with her natural fragrance, even the sharp teeth that made her head spin when she bit—

All of it was an irresistible thrill.

This was poison.

Yet she couldn’t escape it. From the moment Xu Mifei bites her, the toxin had already seeped into her body, and she hadn’t even realized it at the time.

Not until today, when Xu Mifei held her tightly on the set’s lift, did the poison spread through her veins, igniting her true desires.

Jiang Lingyu lifted her head, meeting Xu Mifei’s gaze. Her eyes were unexpectedly soft and clear, completely at odds with her actions, as if she were ready to embrace her at any moment.

Jiang Lingyu didn’t speak, only stared.

Xu Mifei tilted her head slightly, avoiding her gaze, but in doing so, exposed her neck—utterly defenseless—before Jiang Lingyu.

Then she released Jiang Lingyu’s hand.

Before Jiang Lingyu could even register the ache in her arm from being held up for so long, Xu Mifei guided her fingers to press against her own scent gland.

The most vulnerable part of anyone’s body—never to be carelessly surrendered.

This was the first time Xu Mifei had actively placed Jiang Lingyu’s fingers there.

Instantly, a shock of sensation stronger than anything before overwhelmed her, leaving Jiang Lingyu’s mind blank—like the searing embers after fireworks, her breath catching.

“Then choose the way you like,” Xu Mifei paused, still burning with shame, her ears scorching hot. She closed her eyes briefly before finishing, “…torment me, torment it, if it excites you. As long as you’re happy.”