Milk Orange Omega Becomes Popular Through Dating Variety Show [Entertainment Circle] - Chapter 19

Zhong Lin waved to her through the glass, then suddenly pressed close to the glass door and lightly exhaled a warm breath, causing a layer of mist to condense on the glass.

She extended her index finger and drew a simple smiley face on the inside of the glass door. (^_^)

“Last night… thank you~” Zhong Lin’s eyes curved slightly, and she smiled softly with pursed lips, feeling a little shy.

Zhong Lin wasn’t entirely clear about what happened last night, but Pei Yi’s sash had been bitten and gnawed by her, ending up in that state… she truly couldn’t bring herself to mention it, it was too embarrassing.

Her ears gradually grew hot. Zhong Lin silently prayed in her heart that Pei Yi wouldn’t ask her for that silk sash,

Please just forget about it…

Just then, a nurse walked straight over. With a “click,” the glass door was opened directly by the nurse: “The second injection has been given, and pheromone secretion is basically stable. You can temporarily leave the isolation room.”

Pei Yi took a piece of paper from her briefcase and handed it to Zhong Lin; it was Zhong Lin’s test report—

Name: Zhong Lin

Gender: Female Omega

Pheromone Level: RH01 (Secondary Differentiation)

Condition: Unexpected Estrus (Pheromone disorder due to secondary differentiation)

Clinical Symptoms and Precautions: %￥

••••

If one looked closely, they could see that this paper was actually incomplete; the bottom half had been carefully cut off.

Zhong Lin took the test report and examined it with downcast eyes, but she didn’t notice anything unusual.

“You…” Pei Yi’s voice sounded in her ear, pausing for a moment, then she continued to ask, “Where’s my sash? Give it back.”

“Sash?” Her ears grew hot, and Zhong Lin buried her head even lower. Her hair slid from her shoulders, casting strands of shadow on her fair cheek, concealing her flickering gaze. “I… I don’t know.”

She knew where Pei Yi’s sash was…

In the pocket above her shirt, there seemed to be a flame burning. The spot where the silver-gray silk sash was pressed felt faintly hot at this moment.

She had to hide it. Pei Yi absolutely couldn’t find it. This sash had been ruined like this by her, full of dents and teeth marks.

And it was soaked with her Omega  pheromones.

One glance would reveal what she had done to Pei Yi’s sash.

Zhong Lin decided to change the subject. She shook her head slightly, gazing blankly at the person in front of her. “Where’s my phone? Have you seen my phone?”

“I…” Pei Yi lowered her eyes, her slender eyelashes casting a faint shadow beneath them. Her gaze wavered for a moment. “You should rest well first. Don’t rush to play on your phone.”

Zhong Lin’s phone was currently in the pocket of her short trench coat, but Pei Yi didn’t want to give it back to her. She didn’t want Zhong Lin to discover certain things.

That information might hurt this Omega.

Last night, the program trended on several hot searches. The video of Zhong Lin and her being in the same room caused a huge uproar. The hashtag #PeiYiZhongLinRealityShowFakeTurnsReal,SuspectedOfTrueFeelingsOnVarietyShow# stayed on the hot search for a long time.

Zhong Lin’s Weibo was currently swamped with all sorts of insults. Zhong Lin’s anti-fans, bandwagoners, and Pei Yi’s solo fans, like pea shooters, relentlessly attacked her in the comment section of her Weibo, making it look truly hurtful.

Pei Yi hesitated… whether to give the phone back to Zhong Lin.

Out of humanitarianism, at least, Zhong Lin shouldn’t see it now.

While Pei Yi was hesitating, the person in front of her moved like a gust of wind. Zhong Lin, wearing slippers, ran quickly with a “thump-thump,” scurrying all the way to the nurses’ station.

Pei Yi pressed her finger to her temple and helplessly pursed her lips—

Indeed, the suppressant had taken effect. This little girl now was not at all weak and easily bullied; she ran faster than a rabbit!

Zhong Lin stood outside the nurses’ station and asked: “Excuse me, have you seen my phone?”

The nurse, wearing a mask, paused from organizing patient records: “Which bed? Shall I ask the cleaning auntie for you?”

The next second, a phone was slipped into Zhong Lin’s lowered hand.

“No need to ask, your phone is here.” Pei Yi gazed at her, continuing, her voice heavy, “I suggest you don’t…”

—I suggest you don’t log into social media recently.

Before she could finish the sentence, the next second, Zhong Lin, with her head down, switched her phone screen to Weibo.

Pei Yi lowered her eyes and remained silent.

On Zhong Lin’s Weibo page, due to the latest hot search #PeiYiZhongLinRealityShowFakeTurnsReal,SuspectedOfTrueFeelingsOnVarietyShow#, the enraged Pei Yi solo fans had completely annihilated her—

[Always riding on Pei Yi’s coattails? Zhong Lin, be a person. Do you think you’re a cupping jar??]

[Still leeching? Why don’t you just die, you bastard? Go leech off your ancestors!]

[No way, no way, you don’t think you can get famous just by leeching off Pei Yi, do you?! [angry][angry]]

[Seriously, sir, does someone really think they can get famous just by having a face?? Don’t even look at your own character. Do you really think that just because you get some hype, you can fly to the sky like a rocket?!]

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Zhong Lin walked back to her hospital room, reading as she went.

With a “thud,” the glass door suddenly closed.

Zhong Lin held her phone, scrolling as she returned to her hospital room. The curve of her lips slowly pressed downwards; truly, these comments were hurtful.

But amidst the widespread insults and sarcastic remarks, there were a few different voices, struggling to emerge and encourage Zhong Lin—

[Linlinzi, don’t be afraid, we’re here with you~]

[Cubby don’t cry, don’t mind those barking dogs.]

[Zhong Lin flies slowly, bells will always follow~]

••••

Her finger stopped near a certain comment, and her trembling index finger clicked on the ID—

What appeared on the screen made Zhong Lin feel a little choked up.

Zhong Lin Fan Support Club.

The cover was a screenshot of Zhong Lin smiling at the camera, holding yogurt, her eyes slightly curved, her smile warm.

The fan club had only a few fans, but truly… someone was willing to genuinely like Zhong Lin… QAQ

A sour feeling rose in her nose. Zhong Lin blinked, gazing intently at her phone screen. Moving her gaze downwards, she saw the first Weibo post of Zhong Lin’s fan club, Little Bells—

Zhong Lin Fan Support Club: Thank you, Teacher Pei, for your statement! [flowers][clapping] Zhong Lin flies slowly, Little Bells will always follow. No matter how difficult the days are, we’ll walk them together [heart in hands][tears in eyes] //@PeiYiEVE: Last night was just an accident, no script, nothing happened. Please don’t hurt my friend @ZhongLin @ThirtyOneDaysHeart-FlutteringChallengeOfficialWeibo

Time: 2 minutes ago.

Her pupils suddenly constricted. Zhong Lin’s hand, holding the phone, trembled slightly, and her heart suddenly clenched.

“Last night was just an accident, no script, nothing happened. Please don’t hurt my friend”—this sentence, was actually said by Pei Yi?

Pei Yi actually… spoke up for her?

Zhong Lin took a breath, then opened Pei Yi’s Weibo. Her previous latest Weibo post was from three years ago, as if all the worldly clamor had nothing to do with Pei Yi.

The person who clearly put no effort into managing her Weibo was willing to speak up for Zhong Lin at this moment.