Forced to Pretend to Be an A and Marry the Best Actress Omega - Chapter 6

“During the contract period, I won’t stop you from seeing your little lover, but don’t bring your misdeeds to my doorstep.”

Jiang Lingyu seemed to recall some scene as she pulled out a wet wipe to clean her fingers.

Xu Mifei tilted her chin up, staring at the woman above her. The clear, soft light haloed Jiang Lingyu’s head and spilled over Xu Mifei beneath. Despite the omega’s obvious resistance toward her, Xu Mifei was momentarily stunned by Jiang Lingyu’s beauty.

“Impossible!” Xu Mifei immediately clarified, knowing Jiang Lingyu was referring to Yu Wei. “She’s not my little lover—she’s an ex-girlfriend from long ago.”

If her memory served right, the original owner had already broken up with Yu Wei before sleeping with her. Who knew whose child that was? Certainly not hers—a beta’s. That must be why Jiang Lingyu hadn’t pursued the matter between her and Yu Wei.

“Then there’s no need to have Qin Lu stop today’s press release,” Xu Mifei said. But thinking about how it might harm Jiang Lingyu’s reputation, she couldn’t help feeling regretful. “Won’t announcing your engagement right after winning an award affect you negatively?”

Jiang Lingyu studied her for a moment before her aloof, aristocratic voice cut through the quiet room, “It can’t get much worse than it already is.”

Her face carried a cinematic depth that made her a favorite among film directors. Whether playing leads or supporting roles, her characters always came to life vividly.

Such a face, so suited for the silver screen, was even more striking in reality. Xu Mifei couldn’t help recalling Jiang Lingyu’s role in Gu Yan’s film—an omega forcibly marked. Some said that performance was too heart-wrenching and real, wondering how Jiang Lingyu could embody it so completely. That very night, director Gu Yan, an alpha, had entered an unexpected rut.

It was also that award-winning film that revealed Jiang Lingyu’s pheromones carried the scent of bergamot.

Having starred in three of Gu Yan’s films consecutively, Jiang Lingyu had been dubbed his “muse.” The last of these earned her the Golden Jasmine Award for Best Actress. Just as the film world assumed Jiang Lingyu would remain tied to Gu Yan—perhaps even forming an alpha-omega bond—she left to star in another film, winning the Golden Lion and proving it was the director who couldn’t do without her.

Since then, Gu Yan had never produced work of that caliber again.

“We’ll sign the paper agreement later. I’m leaving now.”

“Wait.” Xu Mifei stopped her. “Aren’t you coming back with me?”

“No interference,” Jiang Lingyu said. “The contract will specify this—we share the title of partners, not the reality. I hope you understand.”

Of course, Xu Mifei knew, but she had her own considerations.

“We’re registering the marriage in three days. After tonight, there’ll be increased attention. It might be better if you come to the villa with me,” Xu Mifei said. “You’ve just gone through your heat cycle—your body hasn’t fully recovered yet.”

“We’ll contact each other again on the day we get the marriage certificate.” With those final words, Jiang Lingyu strode away without giving Xu Mifei any chance to stop her.

Xu Mifei said, “…” in a way, Jiang Lingyu was actually the most alpha among them.

Jiang Lingyu still resisted her so strongly—what could she possibly do? Increasing Jiang Lingyu’s favorability toward her was a major challenge.

Looking at her hand wrapped up like a zongzi dumpling, Xu Mifei sighed.

This was truly difficult. With such a disastrously perfect start, she wondered who she’d offended to deserve this.

Just then, her sluggish brain seemed to finally catch up, flooding her with fragmented memories—the original host’s extravagant lifestyle, dubious friends, and all that malice and hatred came rushing into Xu Mifei’s mind.

She clearly saw the process of how the original host had spiraled into the abyss, witnessing the entire story from an outsider’s perspective—

The first half.

Since the original host had exited the story early, from her viewpoint, she never got to see the posthumous scenes of Jiang Lingyu and Xu Wanzhi’s tumultuous relationship.

And this universally disliked beta who had pretended to be an alpha until death was indeed named Xu Mifei. Since no one ever addressed her by name in others’ perspectives, it made sense that Xu Mifei hadn’t known initially.

Sitting quietly on the sofa digesting these memories, Xu Mifei finally realized who this contact labeled “Trash No. Who-Knows-What-Number” was.

Lu Jiguang—technically a childhood friend by duration of acquaintance. They’d been close before high school, but after Lu Jiguang presented as a beta, they gradually drifted apart.

Their most recent interaction involved the original host seeking Lu Jiguang’s help after learning Jiang Lingyu would appear on the show “Priority of Love.”

To call someone “trash” while asking for their help—Xu Mifei didn’t know how many times she’d facepalmed internally about this.

After reopening her eyes, Xu Mifei struggled to her feet. Her first action was to change Lu Jiguang’s contact name before making the call.

“Are you free?” Xu Mifei asked softly, gripping her phone tightly. “Sorry to trouble you, but could you come pick me up?”

…

Half an hour later, Lu Jiguang stared at the wide-eyed Xu Mifei sitting in her hovercar’s passenger seat and felt completely unsettled.

“Are you okay?” After much hesitation, Lu Jiguang couldn’t find more appropriate words for Xu Mifei’s current state. “Shouldn’t you still be at the wedding banquet? Why are you having me take you home already?”

Could she have gotten so excited about the engagement with Jiang Lingyu that she’d lost her senses?

But looking at Xu Mifei’s bandaged right hand, pale complexion, and disheveled hair, that didn’t seem likely.

She looked more like she’d been kicked out.

No—Lu Jiguang immediately dismissed that thought. Someone as proud as Xu Mifei, with such an elaborately arranged engagement ceremony—how could the hosts possibly have ejected the protagonist?

“Wow.” Completely absorbed in the thrill of riding a flying car, Xu Mifei rolled down the window—how was this any different from joyriding in a small plane? She pointed at the giant screen ahead displaying Jiang Lingyu’s advertisement. “Speed up! Let’s go there!”

But this version of Xu Mifei seemed like an entirely different person. When waiting for pickup at the back entrance, she’d obediently admitted she couldn’t remember where she lived.

Lu Jiguang thought she must have drunk herself silly. She’d heard before that Xu Mifei had terrible blackouts, but Xu Mifei had never called asking to be picked up before.

Today’s events were truly bizarre.

“…Baby.” Despite her confusion, Lu Jiguang flew the car over as instructed. Xu Mifei suddenly turned with a serious expression, “Don’t call me that anymore. It’ll give people the wrong idea.”

Lu Jiguang was stunned, “But you’re the one who told me to call you that?” Previously, Lu Jiguang had always addressed her as “President Xu.”

At some point, Xu Mifei had become extremely resistant to the title “President Xu” and insisted Lu Jiguang change it, saying she could call her “darling” or “baby” instead.

Lu Jiguang found it rather cringeworthy—what alpha would let others call her “baby”? Fortunately, being a beta herself, it wouldn’t sound too strange to others.

Xu Mifei choked slightly, “Don’t do that anymore. I’m engaged now.”

What a way to die.

She only knew the general plot points. Like in her memories, since she wasn’t viewing things from the author’s perspective, many details remained unclear.

She knew major plot elements like how continuing down this path would lead to certain death, or how the original host was a beta pretending to be an alpha but couldn’t even recall how to get home.

No matter. First, stabilize the situation, then make gradual changes.

She reached out to touch the massive floating screen still displaying Jiang Lingyu’s diamond ring advertisement. With her status as a top-tier celebrity and omega, Jiang Lingyu was destined to shine like the brightest diamond.

As the interactive function detected Xu Mifei’s approaching hand, Jiang Lingyu in the advertisement extended her hand beyond the screen, gently brushing fingertips with Xu Mifei with a warm, gentle smile before withdrawing.

The touch even felt warm, like real skin.

This was completely different from the cold, untouchable Jiang Lingyu who stood before her in reality.

“Incredible,” Xu Mifei murmured. “Whoever placed Jiang Lingyu’s ad here is a genius.”

Lu Jiguang looked increasingly horrified, “Wasn’t this your own idea? You paid to put this up as part of your confession to Jiang Lingyu. It’s been running for over a month—cost you more than four million.”

Originally, Xu Mifei had planned to follow it with photos of herself and Jiang Lingyu in wedding attire, but for some reason, that part never materialized.

Xu Mifei fell silent. Just how much money had the original host squandered on foolishness?

With Lu Jiguang’s help, Xu Mifei finally made it home. Thankfully, facial recognition granted entry. She could finally ask, “What’s this about ‘Priority of Love’?”

Lu Jiguang explained, “Just dinner tomorrow night with the director and other guests. Honestly, did getting engaged make you lose your mind? It wasn’t easy getting you a crew pass. Why not just use the Xu family name… As for what the props team needs to test, someone will show you tomorrow.”

Xu Mifei didn’t fully understand, but she caught the key word, “props.”

Before transmigrating, she’d been a prop designer and safety tester—ever since childhood, Xu Mifei had loved tinkering with gadgets. She worked independently, taking small jobs like set construction for web dramas or safety testing for variety show escape rooms.

This actually lined up perfectly. Reading between Lu Jiguang’s words, it seemed the original host had planned to take on work at the show under her own name. Thinking about it this way, maybe the original host wasn’t completely without merit after all.

Xu Mifei agreed and then asked, “I’m not going on the show, right?” She had to confirm one more time.

“Of course not.”

Before Xu Mifei could sigh in relief, Lu Jiguang added, “You’re purely here for Jiang Lingyu. You just increased the investment and took on a random title as cover. The props team really doesn’t like you.”

Xu Mifei: “…” So exhausting. How could someone like this even exist?

Spending money and sending people yet still getting no appreciation—no wonder she was universally disliked.

But now that Xu Mifei was here, things would be different. Props were her specialty, and since the props team had to follow the production crew throughout filming, it would be the perfect opportunity to earn Jiang Lingyu’s favor.

Lu Jiguang glanced around the empty villa and voiced the question that had been on her mind the whole way: “Where’s Jiang Lingyu?”

How could she waste such prime time sitting here chatting with Xu Mifei? Shouldn’t she be rolling around in bed with a beautiful omega?

Xu Mifei replied, “She’s busy. We’re not that shallow.”

“You should be careful. Isn’t your rut coming soon?” Lu Jiguang’s words made Xu Mifei freeze in shock. “Hasn’t my rut always been irregular?”

“But alphas can sense it before it hits. Three days before your engagement to Jiang Lingyu, you announced it to everyone—your rut would start on the day of the engagement.”

Xu Mifei wanted to die. What kind of mess was this?

This was no different from outright telling everyone, “I’ll be doing this and that with Jiang Lingyu all week.” The original owner was truly deranged, publicly broadcasting her impending intimate affairs—showing no regard for herself, much less for the omega who was about to become her wife.

In the dynamic between alphas and omegas, the omega—being the marked one—was subconsciously placed in a position of vulnerability, someone to be protected. Even someone like Jiang Lingyu, a top-tier omega, was no exception.

“Then…” Xu Mifei grasped at one last shred of hope. “Earlier, someone called me ‘President Xu.’ Do I own an entertainment company?”

Lu Jiguang nodded. “You do, but it’s just a shell. You haven’t signed any artists.”

“Isn’t Jiang Lingyu signed under the Xu family’s company?”

“She’s under the main Xu family entertainment media company, the same one as your sister, Xu Wanzhi.”

Meaning she was essentially unemployed—a true wastrel, a playgirl scumbag.

Ugh. Just let the world end for a second.

Before Lu Jiguang boarded her hovercar, Xu Mifei stopped her and said solemnly, “Thank you for bringing me back.”

Later, Lu Jiguang nearly took a wrong turn, ran two red lights, and almost caused an aerial traffic accident. The image of Xu Mifei saying “thank you” kept replaying in her mind. What the hell?

Was the Xu family in some kind of crisis? Had they fallen from grace? Even the notoriously spoiled Xu Mifei had learned to say thank you—and with such sincerity in that moment.

Those famously flirtatious peach-blossom eyes had actually looked… clear.

Was she insane? Had Xu Mifei turned over a new leaf?

–

The grand banquet hosted by the Xu Group at the city’s tallest skyscraper had already spread by tacit approval. Paired with the extravagant display across the city’s giant screens, every netizen knew that tonight would surely bring major news.

Last month, Jiang Lingyu had just won the Golden Lion Award, and the organizers had long been eager to compete with the officials of the previous Golden Jasmine Awards. Insiders had already informed the Xu family that they were hosting an engagement banquet.

Who else could be getting engaged? Naturally, it would be Xu Wanzhi, the alpha, and Jiang Lingyu, the omega—a match made in heaven. At 3 p.m., a prominent entertainment influencer posted a celebratory message congratulating Xu Wanzhi and Jiang Lingyu on their engagement, only to delete it seconds later, fueling speculation to a fever pitch.

Netizens are always online, and even though the influencer deleted the post, the news had already spread.

Grateful and sending love! We know this is just a teaser for us, hahaha! Just go public already! Isn’t this already an open secret?

No alpha can resist our precious Yu Yu’s pheromones! None! And only someone like Xu Wanzhi is worthy of her.

The best part about Yuyu and Zhizhi being signed to the same company is that they get to clock in for work together every day—just thinking about it makes me so happy!

Hehe, called it! Last month, when the award-winning actress Jiang announced her diamond ring endorsement, I guessed it was preparation for going public. And here we are! First time I’ve ever shipped a real couple—yyds!

This blogger is hilarious—wasn’t he the one who broke the news about Fei Kongque and Yu Yu’s rumors before? Now that the real couple is about to announce, he immediately jumps in with blessings.

Sis, bringing up Fei Kongque on such a happy day is such a mood killer. Same surname, different person—the Xu family really got unlucky with an alpha like that tarnishing their name.

That night, under the eager anticipation of fans on Touchbo, the official account of the Xu Group posted a photo of Xu Mifei and Jiang Lingyu holding hands and standing side by side to thank the guests at the engagement banquet.

Instantly, comments surged by tens of thousands, and the topic skyrocketed to the top of the trending list.

Fans were completely stunned.

I waited all day for this?!

????????????

Editor, are you okay?! Were you forced by Fei Kongque? Are you sure you didn’t get the names wrong?

My goddess has been defiled—aaaaah, Xu Mifei, I hate you!

A friend of mine said the engagement was a last-minute switch—that Fei Kongque stole it… I’ll hate her forever.

Two minutes after the post went live, everyone who clicked on it saw only a blank page—the server had briefly crashed.

Not a single member of the Xu family spoke up, not even the protagonists Jiang Lingyu and Xu Mifei, who remained as silent as stones.

Only Xu Wanzhi quickly reposted the group’s Weibo post with a caption of just two words, “Congratulations.”

The shippers went completely wild.

In front of her phone screen, Xu Mifei frantically muted her notifications as her phone vibrated uncontrollably. Tens of thousands of messages flooded her inbox in an instant, not to mention the barrage of vile private messages. If grave-digging weren’t illegal, the Xu family’s ancestors for 38 generations would have already been exhumed and desecrated.

Who would’ve thought the original owner was so bizarre? Out of some inexplicable vanity, she hadn’t turned off Touchbo’s notification sounds, causing Xu Mifei’s phone to lag for ages.

Aaaaaah, how could the original owner be like this?!

“Seriously annoying…”

She frowned and muttered to herself, switching back to the WeChat interface. Opening her chat with Jiang Lingyu, she found all the words she wanted to say stuck in her throat, unsure how to phrase them.

—They say I’m in my rut now, so could I trouble you to cooperate with me?

No, that sounded way too strange.

—This is our home address. [Location] Are you coming back?

What’s with this “our”? Was it appropriate for someone in her position to speak so intimately?

Better to be direct, Jiang Lingyu, I need your pheromones to help me through this.

Given that she was publicly known to be in her rut, it wouldn’t be excessive for her to carry a trace of Jiang Lingyu’s scent on her.

Just as she was typing, a strange rumbling suddenly came from the roof, startling her fingers. The unfinished message was sent before she could complete it.