The Black Lotus Wife Forces Me to Pretend to Be an Omega. - Chapter 18

Nan Jiu: You’re amazing, having participated in so many competitions.

Big Laugh: Not bad, not bad.

Then Luo Xiaoxiao clicked on Nan Jiu’s profile picture—a silhouette.

In the photo, the Omega stood by the sea in a black dress, her figure clearly stunning.

Luo Xiaoxiao thought to herself, her online friend must be a real beauty!

Before they knew it, their conversation grew more and more engrossing.

The next morning, for the first time ever, Luo Xiaoxiao didn’t get out of bed early. Her biological clock had woken her once at five, but she didn’t actually rise until ten.

She lifted the corner of the blanket, letting the warm sunlight seep in. Luo Xiaoxiao raised a hand to shield her eyes as the light filtered through her fingers, casting a glow on her eyelids.

When Li Fanshuang slowly woke, this was the lovely sight that greeted her—the bunny ears long discarded, Luo Xiaoxiao drowsily stretching out a hand to block the scorching sun.

“What a huge moon,” Luo Xiaoxiao murmured.

That single sentence wiped away all of Li Fanshuang’s drowsiness. If she was someone who appreciated poetic beauty, then Luo Xiaoxiao was undoubtedly a romance killer.

“Time to get up,” Li Fanshuang yawned, sweeping her chestnut hair behind her.

Her collar was still disheveled from sleep, and Luo Xiaoxiao caught a glimpse from the corner of her eye.

Damn, am I some kind of pervert? She’s dressed so properly, so why are my thoughts so indecent?

Both of them were perfectly fine with sharing a bed—Luo Xiaoxiao assumed the other was an Alpha like herself, while Li Fanshuang thought she was an Omega like her. It was just sleeping together, after all. It wasn’t like they’d get pregnant.

Luo Xiaoxiao rolled out of bed, hoping Sun Lei wouldn’t continue tormenting them today.

Once ready, the two headed to the dining area.

Li Fanshuang had just greeted everyone with a “good morning” when they all looked up at her with complicated expressions.

Her heart tightened—had something happened?

When Luo Xiaoxiao arrived, Lu Yu immediately grabbed her arm and pulled her aside—somewhere Li Fanshuang couldn’t overhear.

“What’s going on?” Luo Xiaoxiao was caught off guard by the sudden move.

Lu Yu smacked Luo Xiaoxiao’s thigh. “Fang Jin left this morning.”

“Huh? What?!” Luo Xiaoxiao’s voice jumped two octaves as she gaped at Lu Yu. “No way! Didn’t he just pair up with Sun Weiliang?”

Ouch, you brat! If you want to slap a thigh, slap your own! Why hit mine?

Luo Xiaoxiao mentally noted this down—she’d definitely have to demand compensation from the young miss for emotional damages.

Lu Yu rolled her eyes. “Someone like him would never agree to pair up with Sun Weiliang. These variety shows are all about which investor has the most pull.”

“I get that, but what exactly are you trying to tell me? And the way you all looked at my wife just now—it was like…” Luo Xiaoxiao trailed off, not daring to say outright that they were staring at Li Fanshuang as if she were some heartless villain.

Lu Yu took a deep breath, about to share what she knew, when Zhu Yuxin’s voice cut in.

“That person is coming.”

Interrupted, Lu Yu turned to glare at Zhu Yuxin in disbelief. Seriously? Why do you get to break this news instead of me?!

“Li Fanshuang and Yuan Zhiqing had previously collaborated on a TV drama together, and ever since then, their CP fans emerged. But now…”

Zhu Yuxin hesitated, leaving her sentence unfinished.

Luo Xiaoxiao let out a knowing “Oh-ho”—it seemed her guess was right. Li Fanshuang’s little wife was about to make an appearance.

“Hello, everyone.”

At that moment, a sweet voice came from the villa’s entrance. Standing at the door was an Omega in a white dress, with a large suitcase beside her.

Ahhh! It’s our sweetheart! She must be here for the Best Actress!

I don’t care what anyone says—my ‘Frosty Sunshine’ CP is real!

Seriously? She’s already married. Why invite this Omega here? So annoying.

Annoying? That Luo Xiaoxiao is the real eyesore. A mere masseuse, she must be…

The online buzz exploded, much to Sun Lei’s delight.

When Li Fanshuang saw the familiar face at the door, she showed no particular reaction.

Yuan Zhiqing, however, couldn’t tear her eyes away from Li Fanshuang.

“Shuangshuang-jiejie~”

No sooner had she spoken than Luo Xiaoxiao sidled up to Li Fanshuang, nestling affectionately against her arm. “Wifey, who’s this auntie?”

Yuan Zhiqing froze. This was the first time anyone had ever called her that—surely she wasn’t referring to her?

“Is… this sister talking to me?” Yuan Zhiqing’s lips twitched unnaturally.

Luo Xiaoxiao’s expression was tinged with disdain as her gaze landed on the corners of Yuan Zhiqing’s eyes. “Auntie, your crow’s feet could crush flies to death. Please don’t talk to my wife like that—it scares me.”

I have megalophobia, after all.

Li Fanshuang nearly burst out laughing. Yuan Zhiqing wasn’t exactly young anymore—strictly speaking, if she revealed her real age, she was actually older than Li Fanshuang.

“Little sister, aren’t you being a bit too—”

Before Yuan Zhiqing could finish, Luo Xiaoxiao’s eyes lit up. “Oh, auntie, you noticed I’m your younger sister! Honestly, I don’t have much going for me except my youth. Wouldn’t you agree?”

“You—”

With just one sentence, Luo Xiaoxiao had nearly shattered Yuan Zhiqing’s composure.

Luo Xiaoxiao clicked her tongue. Seems this old green tea isn’t so formidable after all—she’s already speechless in front of me.

“What about me? Can’t I say that?” Luo Xiaoxiao pouted pitifully, clinging to Li Fanshuang’s arm.

Li Fanshuang looked at her with adoration. “Alright now.”

Even her voice carried an imperceptible sweetness.

Hiss—

The surrounding onlookers and netizens watching the livestream collectively gasped.

Was that saccharine tone really coming from the ice queen Li Fanshuang?

Luo Xiaoxiao huffed, then turned away, mentally noting in her little book: Li Fanshuang has a taste for vintage Longjing tea.

Seeing this, Yuan Zhiqing had no intention of backing down. She was here for the female lead role in Li Fanshuang’s next project.

The director had already told her—the Alpha lead was confirmed to be Li Fanshuang, but the Omega actress hadn’t been decided yet. As long as she could establish a CP pairing with Li Fanshuang, securing the role would be easy.

But there was one problem: Li Fanshuang was already married—to a masseuse, no less.

Opinions about Luo Xiaoxiao online were divided. Some criticized Li Fanshuang, a public figure, for being with a massage therapist, while others sympathized deeply with Luo Xiaoxiao’s circumstances.

But regardless of the debate, Yuan Zhiqing only needed to focus on her goal—stirring up a fake romance with Li Fanshuang was all that mattered.

“Shuangshuang-jie, my suitcase is a bit heavy. Could you help me carry it to my room?”

Her eyes glistened pleadingly at Li Fanshuang.

When an Omega asked like this, refusing would make you seem utterly lacking in grace.

Even if you were already married.

The audience wouldn’t care—especially Yuan Zhiqing’s fans.

Luo Xiaoxiao narrowed her eyes slightly. Now she understood what this old sister was up to.

She was here to steal someone’s partner.

A dangerous glint flickered in Luo Xiaoxiao’s gaze.

Beside them, Sun Weiliang couldn’t take it anymore. “I’ll do it.”

“No need.” Luo Xiaoxiao spoke, her voice icy. Shedding her delicate flower persona, her presence suddenly became imposing.

Sun Weiliang: Why do I suddenly feel a chill? Since when did Xiaoxiao have such a frosty aura?

Yuan Zhiqing giggled. “Oh, I’m so sorry. I hope Shuangshuang-jie’s wife won’t mind me saying this?”

Luo Xiaoxiao mimicked her in a sickly-sweet tone, “Oh, I’m so sorry. I hope Shuangshuang-jie’s wife won’t mind me saying this?”

Yuan Zhiqing froze, staring at Luo Xiaoxiao.

Then she tried again.

“I didn’t mean anything by it. It’s just that, as an Omega, she’s so fierce. Not like me—I’d only ever feel sorry for jiejie.”

Luo Xiaoxiao parroted, “I didn’t mean anything by it. It’s just that, as an Omega, she’s so fierce. Not like me—I’d only ever feel sorry for jiejie.”

Yuan Zhiqing’s heart felt like it had been trampled by a thousand unspeakable creatures. Where on earth did Li Fanshuang find such a bizarre little green tea b1tch? I can’t even win against her?!

Luo Xiaoxiao strode forward and, under Yuan Zhiqing’s stunned gaze, hoisted the massive 50-inch suitcase onto her shoulder. “Let’s go.”

A slender Omega carrying such a huge suitcase with such ease could only mean one thing—the suitcase was practically empty.

All eyes turned to Yuan Zhiqing.

The complex looks in their gazes conveyed a single word:

White lotus.