Milk Orange Omega Becomes Popular Through Dating Variety Show [Entertainment Circle] - Chapter 22

When Zhong Lin woke up, the folding bed by the door was already gone.

Pei Yi had already left.

On the bedside table, there was a plastic bag with crystal shrimp dumplings and quicksand buns in a meal box.

Zhong Lin happily grabbed a shrimp dumpling and popped it into her mouth. The fresh shrimp and minced meat rolled between her tongue and lips, a savory flavor dancing on her taste buds.

She rummaged to the bottom of the plastic bag and found a bottle of pasteurized fresh milk. A sticky note was attached to the plastic bottle—

“Looking forward to your performance. See you tomorrow.”

Zhong Lin shivered in fright, feeling as if the shrimp dumpling in her mouth had suddenly lost its flavor.

She had slept so soundly that she completely forgot she had to go back to the villa to film the show tomorrow! And she would have to struggle to survive, caught between the female Alpha lead and the male Omega lead.

Zhong Lin: …I’m having such a hard time QAQ~

All day today, Zhong Lin had nothing to do, so she went over the original plot by herself, repeatedly confirming her survival rules. Everything was to go against the “Zhong Lin” in the original novel—

The “Zhong Lin” in the original book was self-centered, didn’t do any work, loved to diss others, and desperately clung to Pei Yi;

Zhong Lin needed to work, listen to the director, not badmouth others, and refuse to cling to Pei Yi for popularity…

She wanted to be a diligent and brave Bai Ze cub, rolling up her sleeves and working hard! o(^▽^)o

The next morning, Zhong Lin went for her follow-up appointment. Today, she wore an off-the-shoulder creamy yellow dress that made her look exceptionally fair-skinned.

Inside a clinic room, Zhong Lin had just had a tube of bl00d drawn. She pressed the cotton swab to the needle site on her arm with one hand. Her unexpected estrus period was completely over, and her secondary differentiation was stable. This was her last follow-up visit.

“Temperature, heart rate, organ function, pheromones…”

“All normal.”

The doctor shook the lab report in his hand, looked up at the solitary Zhong Lin, and his gold-rimmed glasses flashed with a hint of coldness: “Where’s your Alpha? Why isn’t she here with you?”

Zhong Lin’s eyes were confused: “What Alpha?”

The doctor pushed up his glasses, asking suspiciously: “The person who came with you before, isn’t she coming with you today?”

“But she’s not my Alpha…” Zhong Lin murmured softly, “She has her own work.”

“Some Alphas are just like that, never considering their lover’s feelings,” the doctor shook his head, seemingly pouring out his resentment as he talked endlessly, “It seems yours didn’t even give you a temporary mark,”

“Omegas should be marked as early as possible once they mature, especially RH01 type Omegas like you. Your constitution is quite special; the effect of your pheromones is too strong, and too many suppressant injections will be bad for your body…”

Zhong Lin’s face grew hotter and hotter, her ears turning red. Only then did she realize the meaning behind the doctor’s words.

They clearly weren’t that kind of relationship.

The Bai Ze cub had never been so shy. Her fair cheeks turned rosy, like a soft, pink little peach.

Zhong Lin was both embarrassed and anxious, stumbling over her words: “We… we’re actually not that kind of relationship.”

The doctor stopped his rambling and looked at Zhong Lin with what seemed like pity. This patient named “Zhong Lin” clearly had someone stay with her last night, and her previous lab report even showed that her body was tainted with a certain top Alpha’s pheromones.

And the compatibility between their pheromones was extremely high.

The Alpha pretended the pheromones weren’t hers, and the Omega was still speaking up for her irresponsible Alpha.

—What a pair of infatuated Alpha and resentful Omega! A classic, old-fashioned love story!

The doctor lifted her eyelids. Her eyes, having seen a thousand ships, had long seen through everything, and now gazed deeply at Zhong Lin: “Never mind,”

“Good luck, I wish you happiness.”

Wish her happiness?? Was she unhappy?

Zhong Lin was momentarily bewildered, pulling at the corners of her lips to form a polite, business-like smile: “Thank you, I wish you happiness too.”

It felt like the two of them were about to pull out a middle-aged emoji—clinking red wine glasses, toasting to their friendship, good morning my friend~

Walking out of the hospital’s main entrance, Zhong Lin opened her phone and searched for directions to the filming base on an electronic map.

The place was a bit out of the way. The phone map showed that it would require a subway transfer to a bus, then walking, and would take a long time, estimated at about two hours; or she could take a taxi, but the fare would be nearly two hundred yuan.

Zhong Lin immediately felt a bit anxious. Although the Bai Ze cub feared poverty, she feared being late even more, as it would make her already tarnished reputation even worse.

She opened a ride-hailing app and was just about to press the “call a car” button.

“Beep-beep—” A car horn sounded by her ear.

Zhong Lin looked up from her phone screen and saw a milky-white “deformed human ride.” Unlike other human rides, this one was long in the front and shorter in the back, and it didn’t even have a roof.

It was a Bentley supercar parked next to the hospital entrance, flashing its single indicator light towards Zhong Lin, looking a bit flashy.

Zhong Lin lowered her head, continuing to select the origin and destination on the ride-hailing app, thinking that “human ride” must be crazy, honking so loudly and unpleasantly.

The Bentley supercar’s engine revved high, emitting a low roar like thunder, like a gust of wind, whooshing to the roadside beside Zhong Lin.

The woman took off her sunglasses, and waved her arm over the car door, “Zhong Lin?”

Zhong Lin looked up and saw a familiar face.

Pei Yi seemed to have deliberately dressed up today. Her shoulder-length black hair was tucked behind her ears. On her earlobes hung exquisite, delicate fan-shaped earrings with mother-of-pearl diamonds sparkling brightly. She casually lifted her eyes, and beneath her slender lashes were captivating eyes, the corners slightly upturned,

Alluring and charming, infused with a heroic spirit, the uninhibited nature of an Alpha.

“Thank you for picking me up!” Zhong Lin happily waved to her, happy because she could save on taxi fare. The cost of taking a “human ride” was relatively high, and the money saved could buy lots of delicious small foods.

The supercar door slid open upwards from the side, like a small, horizontal wing.

Zhong Lin got in, letting out a small gasp. Although this human ride had no roof, did it have wings? Maybe it could fly? (:з)∠)

“Does it fly?” Zhong Lin asked softly.

Her voice was too small, and Pei Yi didn’t hear what she just said: “Hm? What did you say?”

Zhong Lin tilted her head down, seeming to observe the car door, then extended her hand and carefully tapped it with a bent finger: “Is this a wing? Does it fly?”

“Fly?” Pei Yi pursed her lips and put her sunglasses back on.

“It’ll fly if you fly.” Pei Yi’s lips curved slightly, her tone carrying a hint of teasing.

As expected of Zhong Lin, the “magical animal,” with her magical remarks…

Pei Yi used to maintain a cold and glamorous persona in the entertainment industry. She had always forcibly suppressed her emotions.

The real Pei Yi actually had very slight manic-depressive tendencies.

But staying with this “magical” Zhong Lin, the feeling of irritability in her heart seemed to lessen.

It was like a person who had been suppressed for a long time suddenly stepping on cotton. This light, floating feeling was addictive.

The Bentley supercar started, and the low roar of the engine sounded again.

Zhong Lin murmured softly: “I used to fly…” referring to her original form as a Bai Ze cub.

Her words were drowned out by the engine noise, and Pei Yi again didn’t hear clearly. She turned her head forward, explaining lightly, “I didn’t come specifically to pick you up. I’m just giving you a ride along the way.”

“Don’t overthink it…” Pei Yi emphasized again.

“Okay,” Zhong Lin nodded. She turned her head and smiled at Pei Yi, her clear, glass-like eyes reflecting the sunlight, her gaze very bright with the transparency of youth. “But still, thank you~ Teacher Pei.”

Zhong Lin was actually happy. She deliberately called Pei Yi that, softly and sweetly saying “Teacher Pei,”

Because last night she noticed Pei Yi seemed to quite like the title “Teacher Pei.”

Perhaps it was a side effect of her estrus period, but Zhong Lin’s voice was sticky and soft, like a young animal’s tiny, milky voice.

Pei Yi’s body stiffened, her heart inexplicably softened, and her fingers gripping the steering wheel suddenly tightened.

Her sunglasses concealed her eyes, leaving only her strong nose bridge and fiery red lips, along with her taut jawline and slender neck. Her profile was as exquisite as an oil painting.

After hearing “Teacher Pei,” “Teacher Pei” so many times, this was the first time she felt such a peculiar sensation, as if a kitten’s claws had lightly scratched her heart, a barely perceptible itch spreading.

This feeling was a little subtle.

The car drove fast, and a very faint sweet scent, like citrus cream, subtly wafted to her nose—a fresh, not cloying, sweetness.

Pei Yi frowned slightly. This was the first time she had been so sensitive to Omega pheromones. The pheromone compatibility was too high; even with a barrier patch, she could smell the Omega pheromone from the person beside her.

Her previously furrowed dark brows relaxed. Pei Yi felt she had understood—

All the peculiarities were merely pheromones at play, instinct taking over.

The car arrived at the villa area an hour later.

As they drove near a certain villa, Zhong Lin suddenly said, “You can drop me here. I’ll walk the rest of the way myself.”

Pei Yi tilted her chin slightly, feeling a bit surprised. Did Zhong Lin not want others to know they came together?

Her heart felt empty, and Pei Yi felt an inexplicable sense of loss, but she still parked the car nearby as Zhong Lin requested, letting Zhong Lin out.

After getting out of the car, Zhong Lin, with her small crossbody bag, darted around a few villas, arriving at their shared filming base.

White fences surrounded the large, detached villa, with roses blooming luxuriantly. Everything was as beautiful as it had been when she first arrived.

The other guests had already arrived and were currently sitting in the living room.

Zhong Lin pushed open the door, placed her canvas crossbody bag by the entrance, and was about to change into her slippers.

Someone walked out from the living room.

Zhou Xiaoduo was holding a small bottle of Yakult yogurt. She had originally intended to give it to “Pei Yi,” but when she saw that the person who had arrived was actually Zhong Lin, her arm, which had been extended halfway, stiffened, and a flash of disappointment crossed her face.

“You’re back?” Zhou Xiaoduo teased softly, her tone imbued with a hint of sourness, “Little celebrity.”

Zhou Xiaoduo called Zhong Lin “little celebrity,” enunciating those two words very heavily… it sounded strange.

“Haha~” Zhong Lin completely ignored Zhou Xiaoduo’s increasingly stiff smile, and didn’t bother to ponder the meaning behind Zhou Xiaoduo’s “sarcastic” remark just now.

“Good morning, Xiaoduo.” She reached out and took the small bottle of yogurt. “Thanks for the milk.”

Zhou Xiaoduo: “…” Heh heh.

Zhong Lin hadn’t paid much attention to Weibo these past two days, so she had no idea about the recent public opinion.

Naturally, she didn’t know why Zhou Xiaoduo was souring on her—