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As the reigning queen of the silver screen, Song Qing’s acting skills had reached a level of absolute mastery.
In public, she played the part of a humble yet talented actress to perfection. But behind closed doors, she was actually a player and a scumbag alpha—sharp-tongued, bad-tempered, and often tsundere, saying one thing while meaning another.
During one of her heats, her manager brought in Su Shu to soothe Song Qing. She initially thought Su Shu was just like any ordinary omega, nothing special. But the moment she caught a whiff of Su Shu’s fresh summer-like pheromones, Song Qing was instantly smitten.
Su Shu’s pheromones were truly intoxicating.
When deprived of them for a while, Song Qing felt like she was dying.
Later, when a rival company accused Song Qing of discriminating against omegas, her company arranged for her to appear on a variety show to clear her name. That’s how she managed to bring Su Shu to her side.
From then on, Song Qing openly started inhaling Su Shu’s scent every day—at work, after work, while eating, while bathing… even while sleeping.
Fan A: Sis, I can’t bear to watch. Does Song Qing have feelings for Su Shu? Her eyes seem glued to her.
Fan B: Exactly! It’s like Song Qing wants to be attached to Su Shu. Wherever Su Shu goes, she follows.
Su Shu frowned, “Is what we’re doing appropriate?” Song Qing was displeased. “What’s wrong with it? Fine, I won’t stick so close to you anymore.”
She said this, but her arms around Su Shu didn’t loosen even a bit.
Before Su Shu could say anything more, Song Qing had already captured her cherry lips.
After that, she became even more clingy with Su Shu.
Gradually, Song Qing discovered Su Shu’s other side – a room full of posters and photos, clothes that Song Qing had worn once but then disappeared, endorsed products, and a hidden basement where Su Shu’s love seemed infinitely magnified.
Song Qing stood in the middle of the room, staring at the walls covered in photos, her eyes filled with shock. Then, the door behind her closed.
The familiar pheromones washed over her again.
Song Qing turned and embraced Su Shu. “Care to explain?” Su Shu lifted her chin. “You’ve heard of sasaeng fans, right?” “So?” “I want you all to myself!”