The Black Lotus Wife Forces Me to Pretend to Be an Omega. - Chapter 19

Thud—

The heavy suitcase was set down, kicking up a cloud of dust.

Sun Weiliang, who had been following along nervously the whole way, stepped forward to test the weight of the suitcase.

It really wasn’t heavy.

Luo Xiaoxiao turned around and gave Yuan Zhiqing a polite smile. “Professor Yuan, I’ve left your suitcase here. You’ll have to carry it in yourself later. I’ll help you take it down when you leave next time.”

In that split second, even the onlookers downstairs sensed the tension in the air.

Was this the start of a war between two Omegas?

Li Fanshuang grabbed Luo Xiaoxiao’s hand. “You’ve worked hard, sweetheart.”

Luo Xiaoxiao narrowed her eyes at the “honest and simple” Li Fanshuang, who seemed to be upholding some Alpha virtues.

Feeling a little more at ease, Luo Xiaoxiao let Li Fanshuang lead her away for brunch.

Once they left, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

Lu Yu clutched her chest. “Thank goodness. My idol’s reputation isn’t ruined so easily.”

“How could it be ruined? Didn’t Li Fanshuang and Yuan Zhiqing have rumors before?” Zhu Yuxin asked, confused.

Lu Yu rolled her eyes. “What do you know?”

Why couldn’t she just stay a pampered young lady instead of meddling in the industry?

“You know I like you—”

Before Zhu Yuxin could finish, Lu Yu covered her mouth. “Are you insane?!”

At first, no one paid much attention to their scuffle, but Lu Yu’s outburst instantly drew everyone’s eyes toward them.

Lu Yu coughed awkwardly.

“She was joking.”

Qin Heya smiled knowingly. “We understand.”

She pulled Ye Zhao away, leaving the living room to Zhu Yuxin and Lu Yu.

At the dining table, Li Fanshuang kept piling food onto Luo Xiaoxiao’s plate.

But Luo Xiaoxiao couldn’t eat in peace.

Her gaze kept drifting toward Ye Zhao and the others until they finally left, giving her a chance to talk to Li Fanshuang.

“What would happen if two Alphas got together?”

Li Fanshuang paused at the question. “Two Alphas would suffer, especially during their rut. In severe cases, they might even come to blows—or worse, pull a gun on each other.”

Luo Xiaoxiao’s pupils contracted slightly. So, there was no future for her and Li Fanshuang.

And…

She thought of her fate in the novel. Digging her nails into her palm, she forced herself to stay calm. No matter how good Li Fanshuang was, she couldn’t let herself fall for her.

But…

She looked up at Li Fanshuang and teased, “You’re the best, sweetheart. I love you the most.”

Li Fanshuang hesitated, then patted her head, a sweet warmth blooming in her chest—though it was bittersweet, knowing their relationship was built on lies.

Both of them tucked away their unspoken feelings, burying them deep.

Later, Li Fanshuang left for a while to meet Sun Lei backstage.

“What’s the meaning of this?” Li Fanshuang demanded coldly.

Sun Lei hesitated. It had been a long time since he’d seen her like this.

“I had no choice,” he muttered, avoiding her gaze.

Li Fanshuang scoffed. “Everyone in the industry knows about my past with her. Are you deliberately humiliating me?”

Sun Lei paused, lowering his gaze in thought for a moment. “You’re an Alpha—you shouldn’t dwell too much on that matter. People will call you petty if they find out.”

“Hah.” Li Fanshuang let out a bitter laugh. So now it was her fault?

–

Luo Xiaoxiao ate her breakfast, but without Li Fanshuang by her side, the food tasted like sawdust in her mouth.

She sent greetings to her online friends.

The questions were similar, yet slightly different.

Big Laugh: I have a friend whose wife’s ex is strutting around right in front of her. What should she do?

Smile: My wife’s ex is flaunting herself in front of me! What do I do!?

Nan Jiu seemed busy and didn’t reply immediately.

But Pan, as if glued to her phone, responded right away!

Pan: Beat her up! (╯°□°)╯ How is this even a question? Are you kidding me?

Smile: But my situation with my wife is complicated.

Pan: How complicated? More complicated than my parents?

Smile: Huh? shocked cat face.jpg

Luo Xiaoxiao sucked in a sharp breath. Had she just stumbled upon some explosive secret?

Pan: Your wife’s loaded, right? Let me tell you, rich people are like that—total players. Don’t expect love from her. Just take the money and run. And sis, you’ve got the marriage certificate! If she dares to flaunt herself in front of you, slap her right across the face!

Luo Xiaoxiao clicked her tongue. This girl made a lot of sense.

She wasn’t some delicate Omega. As long as Li Fanshuang didn’t mention divorce, she was the legitimate Mrs. Li.

And that old green tea b1tch was nothing but a homewrecker.

But when Luo Xiaoxiao happily opened Weibo to see what the internet had to say about the situation, her heart sank.

It’s obvious Luo Xiaoxiao is the other woman. Li Fanshuang is so cruel—hiring a masseuse just to spite our Qingqing. How tasteless!

Exactly! Their love lasted years. How could it be so fragile?

Don’t forget, Li Fanshuang is married to Luo Xiaoxiao now. Yuan Zhiqing is the homewrecker here!

Hmph! The one who isn’t loved is the real homewrecker! Our Qingqing is the original!

Luo Xiaoxiao’s worldview cracked and shattered under the weight of these comments.

“Are you people insane?!” Her face twitched with anger.

Had these people completely lost their morals?

Didn’t they realize this was homewrecking behavior? Destroying someone else’s marriage?

Even worse, Luo Xiaoxiao’s fans weren’t about to take this lying down. The group she’d met at Guobao Paradise bombarded her mentions, warning her to watch Li Fanshuang’s behavior.

If there were any signs of cheating, she should gather evidence. And it’d be best if they didn’t have kids—divorce would be a nightmare otherwise!

Reading these comments, Luo Xiaoxiao didn’t know whether to laugh or cry. Since when was she getting divorced? She hadn’t even heard about it.

At first, she had wanted to divorce Li Fanshuang. A contractual marriage was just too absurd.

But Luo Xiaoxiao was flat broke.

Before she learned about Luo Jing’s situation, she could’ve ignored it. But now that she was living in this world, using this body, how could she abandon Luo Jing’s mother?

Luo Xiaoxiao knew she could never do something so heartless.

To Luo Xiaoxiao, Li Fanshuang was like a piece of candy hiding a time bomb.

Beneath the sweet exterior, an explosion could happen at any moment.

Damn it! If only she had a system or could wake up one day remembering all the plot points of this novel.

As long as Li Fanshuang ended up with her destined love interest, Luo Xiaoxiao’s mission would be complete.

And by then, Li Fanshuang would probably spare her out of consideration—at least she hoped so.

With her mind made up, Luo Xiaoxiao began forming a brand-new plan for her future.

Just then, the vintage Longjing tea from the second floor descended, eyeing Luo Xiaoxiao’s half-empty rice bowl.

“Oh my, little sister, you eat so much!” Yuan Zhiqing pressed the back of her hand to her lips in exaggerated shock. “It’s terrifying—I’d never dare eat like that. I’d be scared of getting fat.”

Luo Xiaoxiao’s eyes sharpened as she glanced at the woman who was even more affected than she was. “I’m still young—I need to grow!”

By this point, Yuan Zhiqing’s expression had darkened. Are you calling me old?

Realizing she might have crossed a line, Luo Xiaoxiao mimicked Yuan Zhiqing’s earlier mannerisms perfectly.

“Did what I just say hurt your feelings? My bad—I forgot you’re already 33 this year.”

“Bullshit!” Yuan Zhiqing snapped, her voice rising sharply. “I’m clearly 32!”

Luo Xiaoxiao burst out laughing. “Then stop calling me ‘wifey’s little sister.’ You’re older than her.”