The Black Lotus Wife Forces Me to Pretend to Be an Omega. - Chapter 25

At the police station, the officers looked at the drenched group before them.

“Didn’t any of you bring an umbrella when you came back?”

The young officer on duty looked at his superior with a pitiful expression,

“I did.”

“And then?”

“It got flipped inside out by the strong wind!”

The senior officer: …

Luo Xiaoxiao was a good Samaritan, not a criminal, so naturally she didn’t need to be taken to the interrogation room.

“How did you know this person was a human trafficker?” The senior officer’s eyes gleamed with a dangerous light.

Yuan Zhiqing stood to the side, frantically drying her hair. Her appearance must be a complete mess right now.

Hearing the officer’s question, she immediately spoke up, “It was obvious at a glance. She was dressed so poorly while the ‘father’ was dressed so well. Anyone could tell something was wrong.”

The senior officer shifted his gaze to Yuan Zhiqing, “I wasn’t asking you yet.”

He’d seen plenty of this woman’s dramas—always playing either the scheming femme fatale or the innocent victim—utterly boring.

Luo Xiaoxiao pointed at Yuan Zhiqing, “She’s already said everything I wanted to say, officer. We’re just good citizens who did what was right. Can we leave now?”

“I’m afraid not,” the officer shook his head.

Luo Xiaoxiao cautiously glanced around with her peripheral vision. She didn’t like the atmosphere of the police station.

“Don’t misunderstand,” the senior officer said, realizing his tone might have been too harsh, and softened his voice. “The weather isn’t suitable for travel right now. If you leave, you might have to wait a while longer.”

“Mm,” Luo Xiaoxiao nodded, pulling her thin clothes tighter around her. It was a bit cold.

She moved away from the air conditioning vent, and a female Alpha officer handed her a clean blanket.

The moment their hands touched, the policewoman’s eyes filled with alarm, “Your pheromones!”

Luo Xiaoxiao touched the back of her neck, only then noticing her suppressant patch was completely soaked.

“Sorry~” She made sure to act as much like an Omega as possible. Her pheromones were very faint; if not for the failed suppressant patch, the other probably wouldn’t have been able to smell them at all.

After changing her suppressant patch in the restroom and drying her hair, ensuring no more pheromones would leak, Luo Xiaoxiao finally emerged.

She opened the door to the police lounge.

Yuan Zhiqing was waiting for her, looking perfectly composed.

On her phone screen was footage captured by a bystander—Luo Xiaoxiao executing a perfect cross armlock in mid-air.

“Why are you looking at me like that?” Luo Xiaoxiao couldn’t help but feel nervous. Had her suppressant patch not been applied properly? Had she been found out?

“Tsk.” A hint of disdain curled at Yuan Zhiqing’s lips. “I wonder if Li Fanshuang would divorce you if she knew the truth?”

Luo Xiaoxiao’s heart skipped a beat. So her pheromones had leaked after all?

In a few quick steps, she closed the distance between them, her gaze threatening. “What do you want?”

Luo Xiaoxiao didn’t want to die—at least not before Luo Jing recovered her health.

Yuan Zhiqing raised an eyebrow, turning off her phone screen and slipping it into her pocket. “You should know I’m not an unreasonable person. I just happen to like Li Fanshuang, that’s all.”

“You’re lying.” Luo Xiaoxiao scoffed with an air of reckless abandon, her hands clasped behind her head. “Honestly, I don’t believe for a second that you like Li Fanshuang. How could someone who truly loves her do something like that to her?”

“You know everything!” Yuan Zhiqing’s voice rose sharply, her eyes wide with disbelief. “She actually told you such an embarrassing thing?”

“Mhm.” Luo Xiaoxiao’s lips curled into a sly smile. “What do you think would happen to your future if I leaked this to the media?”

Yuan Zhiqing gritted her teeth. She knew all too well that even without concrete evidence, if Li Fanshuang’s fans found out about this, she’d face complete ostracization from the industry.

Yuan Zhiqing was someone who knew when to quit. Realizing she had no advantage left against Luo Xiaoxiao, she immediately changed her tone. “Oh, come on, don’t take it so seriously. I just wanted a role, that’s all. Besides, that video of you subduing a human trafficker is already trending everywhere. You shouldn’t worry too much about it.”

Luo Xiaoxiao: What are you talking about?

Her trembling hands unlocked her phone, and sure enough, the top social news headline featured her.

Jincheng’s Wonder Woman Takes Down Human Trafficker with Scissor Legs!

Luo Xiaoxiao knew it was too late—her image was already ruined.

She was no longer that delicate little flower.

How was she going to explain her martial arts skills to Li Fanshuang now?

Click—

The door to the lounge swung open, and Li Fanshuang hurried in, her face etched with worry.

At that moment, the video on Luo Xiaoxiao’s phone was still playing.

“This afternoon at Huaguang Square, a major incident occurred when a female Omega engaged in a verbal altercation with a human trafficker before taking him down with a scissor leg, aiding our city in cracking a major human trafficking case.”

Li Fanshuang’s gaze involuntarily landed on Luo Xiaoxiao’s phone screen. That so-called female Omega was none other than her supposedly frail and helpless wife.

“Wife?” Luo Xiaoxiao’s heart sank. Li Fanshuang had heard everything.

All traces of worry vanished from Li Fanshuang’s face. The idea that Luo Xiaoxiao had captured a human trafficker was something she couldn’t believe at all.

She had rushed over in such a hurry that she hadn’t checked the news online. But now, it seemed her concern had been unnecessary—perhaps Luo Xiaoxiao didn’t need her at all.

“Let’s go.” Li Fanshuang’s tone was icy.

Her cold demeanor sent a shiver down Luo Xiaoxiao’s spine. If only she hadn’t transmigrated into this novel, if only she hadn’t come here—she’d still be the Golden Belt Champion. If only she were still the Golden Belt Champion…

Her mind raced, scrambling to come up with an excuse to give Li Fanshuang later.

When they reached the parking lot and Luo Xiaoxiao moved to open the passenger seat, Yuan Zhiqing beat her to it.

Yuan Zhiqing slid into the seat and smiled sweetly at Li Fanshuang. “Fanshuang, thank you so much for picking me up. I was so scared today.”

The camera was still mounted in Li Fanshuang’s car, but she paid it no mind as she turned to Yuan Zhiqing. “Move to the back. That’s my wife’s seat.”

“How could you?” Yuan Zhiqing pouted, her voice dripping with feigned hurt. “I just get carsick, that’s all.”

Yuan Zhiqing rolled down the car window and looked at Luo Xiaoxiao outside. “Xiaoxiao won’t mind, right?”

Luo Xiaoxiao thought: I do mind, but I don’t dare say anything now.

Li Fanshuang took a deep breath and nodded, though it was actually expressing her displeasure. “So you’re not getting out, is that it?”

Yuan Zhiqing still didn’t move a muscle.

Li Fanshuang unbuckled her seatbelt, opened the door, got out, and walked over to Luo Xiaoxiao to take her hand—all in one smooth motion.

She pulled Luo Xiaoxiao into the back seat. “Then we’ll have to trouble Teacher Yuan. I suppose driving won’t make you carsick.”

Yuan Zhiqing’s mouth fell slightly open.

Meanwhile, netizens went wild, editing and reposting clips of Li Fanshuang’s domineering move.

Luo Xiaoxiao sat in the car, staring dumbfounded at Li Fanshuang.

At this moment, Li Fanshuang was so alpha!

Pink bubbles once again rose in Luo Xiaoxiao’s heart.

But when Li Fanshuang glanced sideways at her, the coldness in her eyes was like a sharp axe, chilling Luo Xiaoxiao to the bone.

“Wife…” Luo Xiaoxiao swallowed hard, her fingers unconsciously tightening.

Li Fanshuang snorted. “Playing the hero, were you? Quite impressive, huh?”

“Huh?” Why that tone? Was she actually upset that Luo Xiaoxiao was a violent Omega?

“Wife, do you… dislike me now?” Luo Xiaoxiao tugged at Li Fanshuang’s sleeve.

Even if I’m not dating you, I still need you to pay for my mom’s treatment!

Luo Xiaoxiao was very clear about this—she couldn’t afford to offend her benefactor.

Li Fanshuang turned her face away, refusing to look at Luo Xiaoxiao. She was indeed a little angry.

Grabbing a kidnapper on the street—how could Luo Xiaoxiao do something so dangerous?

“Remember this: don’t do such risky things in the future.”

“Okay~” Luo Xiaoxiao giggled inwardly. I’ll dare to do it again next time.

Li Fanshuang gave her a helpless look. There was no helping it—this was her wife.

Whenever she saw Luo Xiaoxiao, Li Fanshuang would reflect. Even though her life now was much better than before.

And Luo Xiaoxiao was a little Omega—she ought to protect her.

Even if this marriage was doomed to end tragically, Li Fanshuang had found these days together quite comfortable.

Who knew what the future held? Wasn’t being together now enough?

Li Fanshuang’s gaze drifted to Luo Xiaoxiao, who was dozing off beside her. She must be exhausted.

At this thought, Li Fanshuang looked at the person driving in front. If not for Yuan Zhiqing, Xiaoxiao wouldn’t have been so worn out.

Yuan Zhiqing glanced up and saw Li Fanshuang watching her in the rearview mirror. “What’s wrong, Shuangshuang? Why are you looking at me?”

Yuan Zhiqing was overjoyed. It seemed Li Fanshuang wasn’t completely dense—she could see her after all.

“Why did you really come on this show?” Li Fanshuang frowned.

Yuan Zhiqing’s eyes fell on the camera nearby. “What do you mean? I came to find love, of course.”

“But Xiaoxiao and I are already married. We’ve even posted our marriage certificate online. I don’t understand—what are you really here for? Just say it outright.” Li Fanshuang’s gaze was icy.

Yuan Zhiqing dropped the act. “Isn’t there still an Omega female lead role open in your next drama?”

“Which one?” Li Fanshuang paused. She had so many resources at hand that she couldn’t immediately recall which project Yuan Zhiqing was referring to.

Yuan Zhiqing felt a pang of jealousy. They were both human—why did Li Fanshuang get so many acting opportunities while she had to endure such long dry spells?

“That one—’The Pavilion of Knowing Fish’!”

“The palace drama?” Li Fanshuang searched her memory.

Yuan Zhiqing nodded eagerly. “Yes, that one! I want the role of Little Fish.”

“No!” Li Fanshuang refused outright.

“Why not?” Yuan Zhiqing slammed on the brakes at a red light and turned to point at her own chest. “Are you still holding a grudge over that incident?”

“I’ve forgotten about it.” Li Fanshuang avoided her gaze.

Yuan Zhiqing didn’t believe her. “Li Fanshuang, get this straight—that was just publicity!”

“You get this straight—I was stuck in that hotel room for two days, nearly suffocating!” Li Fanshuang gritted her teeth, her anger flaring at the memory.

Yuan Zhiqing guiltily turned away, unable to meet her eyes. Sigh. When it came down to it, the fault was hers.

“I admit it was my mistake.” Yuan Zhiqing’s peripheral vision caught the camera nearby.

Li Fanshuang scoffed. “Stop looking.”

“Oh.” Yuan Zhiqing sat up stiffly, aware the camera was live-streaming.

Watching her exaggerated movements, Li Fanshuang couldn’t hold back. “Your makeup’s completely smudged. When you straightened up just now, the spots near your eyes showed.”

Yuan Zhiqing’s world collapsed. She didn’t speak to Li Fanshuang for the rest of the ride.

Li Fanshuang, for her part, enjoyed the peace.

Leaning against Luo Xiaoxiao, she drifted off to sleep.

–

When Luo Xiaoxiao opened her eyes again, she was in a villa bedroom.

“Xiaoxiao.” Li Fanshuang struggled to set her down.

Luo Xiaoxiao blinked groggily, then looked down at her clothes—why were they damp again?

“You got soaked when I carried you back.”

“Huh?” Luo Xiaoxiao’s mind felt foggy. What had just happened? Soaked?

Her gaze shifted to the window. Heavy rain poured outside. How had such a downpour not woken her?

“Xiaoxiao?” Li Fanshuang waved a hand in front of her face. “Are you feeling unwell?”

Luo Xiaoxiao nodded numbly. It seemed restoring the original host’s body would be a long, arduous task. Just a little exposure to the elements had left her like this.

“I’m fine.” Luo Xiaoxiao tried to stand, but her legs had no strength.

Her mind screamed warnings—her identity must not be exposed.

The scene at the police station still haunted her. If the suppressant patch got soaked again, her secret might be discovered.

Damn it! Luo Xiaoxiao clenched her teeth, recalling the day she’d jumped into the pool.

Why had nothing happened then?

Now, in this weakened state, if Li Fanshuang took care of her, Luo Xiaoxiao’s identity would be as good as revealed.

Bracing herself, she managed to rise—at the very least, she had to conceal her true nature.

“I need a shower.”

Staggering, Luo Xiaoxiao made her way to the bathroom.

Li Fanshuang watched her retreating figure. “Let me help you. You’re not—”

Bang!

As if hearing something terrifying, Luo Xiaoxiao slammed the door shut.

Only then did Li Fanshuang realize how rude her earlier words had been. In Luo Xiaoxiao’s eyes, she was an Alpha now.

“What a mess.” Li Fanshuang rubbed her forehead. She’d wait a little longer. If things got really bad, she’d step in to help.

Judging by Luo Xiaoxiao’s state, losing consciousness would be a serious problem.

If it came to that, she could always ask Lu Yu for assistance.

Drip, drip—

Raindrops pelted against the window, their rhythmic tapping mingling with the relentless ticking of the second hand, grating on Li Fanshuang’s nerves.

An hour had passed. Was everything really okay?

“Xiaoxiao?” Unable to hold back any longer, Li Fanshuang knocked on the door.

“Hmm?” A groggy voice responded from inside.

The muffled tone made Li Fanshuang worry the situation might be worse than she’d thought. “Are you alright?”

Inside the bathroom, Luo Xiaoxiao struggled to smooth her hair and apply a fresh suppressant patch to her neck. Just a little more…

“Xiaoxiao!”

“Mmm…” Her vision blurred as she mustered the last of her strength, slapping the patch onto her skin with a soft snap.

Li Fanshuang pushed the door open, a rush of cold air cutting through the steam and the faint scent of green tea.

“Li Fanshuang?” Luo Xiaoxiao’s hazy gaze caught the silhouette of someone entering.

Someone she knew.

Her body had reached its limit. Under Li Fanshuang’s stunned stare, Luo Xiaoxiao collapsed.

“Xiaoxiao!” Li Fanshuang caught her, trying to lift her up.

Though Luo Xiaoxiao wasn’t heavy, the effort was still immense for Li Fanshuang.

Earlier, when helping her out of the car, Luo Xiaoxiao had been somewhat conscious. But now…

Now that she was completely unconscious, carrying her became even harder.

With great effort, Li Fanshuang dragged her to the couch.

A hand pressed to Luo Xiaoxiao’s forehead confirmed it—burning hot.

There were emergency meds in the room.

Li Fanshuang knew Luo Xiaoxiao likely just had a cold.

She called Lu Chenfeng and explained the situation.

True to his expertise, Lu Chenfeng scoffed, “This amateur stuff? Hmph, unless it’s broken bones, don’t bother calling me.”

Then he hung up.

A moment later, he sent a long list of instructions on treating a cold.

Typical of a good friend. Li Fanshuang mentally scolded herself for panicking over nothing.

After giving Luo Xiaoxiao the medicine, she sat beside her.

About an hour later, Luo Xiaoxiao finally stopped trembling. Relieved, Li Fanshuang dozed off in her clothes beside her.

Luo Xiaoxiao drifted into a dream—one where she returned home.

Not the luxury apartment from her past life, but the place she never wanted to see again.

Deep in the mountains, she never knew her parents. She lived with her older sister.

Debt collectors came daily. Each time, her sister would send her outside.

Luo Xiaoxiao didn’t know what happened between her sister and those men. But if she waited at the door, they’d eventually leave, only to return much later.

Until one day, a man barged in and yanked the blanket off her sister.

Her sister clutched her clothes, glancing at Luo Xiaoxiao. “It’s not convenient with my brother here.”

Luo Xiaoxiao, who had been dressed as a boy since childhood, didn’t understand what her sister had meant back then.

The man refused to relent and snorted coldly, “Let your little brother see what kind of trash you really are?!”

Luo Xiaoxiao didn’t know where she found the strength, but she picked up a rock and smashed the man’s head in. Yet her sister also stopped breathing. From that day on, Luo Xiaoxiao had nothing left.

She befriended a group of wild children in the mountains.

As the mountain roads were slowly repaired, Luo Xiaoxiao and the other kids would dig them up again. Whenever luxury cars passed by, they’d emerge carrying wooden planks, shouting, “Boss, fifty!”

And so Luo Xiaoxiao reached the age of eight—already past the age for schooling.

A woman came to the mountains, saying she could take Luo Xiaoxiao to study.

Luo Xiaoxiao didn’t understand what “studying” meant. She only knew that with this person, she could eat her fill.

So she followed the woman, who gave her the name Xiaoxiao—hoping she would live a carefree life.

But Luo Xiaoxiao wasn’t a smart child. She couldn’t keep up with her studies.

The woman then sent Luo Xiaoxiao to learn boxing…

That was the hardest time of Luo Xiaoxiao’s life, but she didn’t want to return to the mountains.

Suddenly, the dream shifted.

Luo Xiaoxiao saw her successful self, moving into bigger houses—from spacious apartments to grand villas, reaching the pinnacle of her life.

Pushing open the door, she saw her wife sitting at the dining table, waiting for her.

“You’re back?” Li Fanshuang smiled at her.

Luo Xiaoxiao felt an overwhelming sense of unreality—could Li Fanshuang really smile so gently?

“What’s wrong?” Li Fanshuang stepped closer, placing warm hands on her face, looking at her with concern.

Luo Xiaoxiao stared at her face, so close. “This is a dream.”

A dream she didn’t want to wake from. Luo Xiaoxiao’s throat tightened—she didn’t want to wake up. She had thought she didn’t like Li Fanshuang that much.

Had she fallen so deeply in love without even realizing it?

Screech—

A sharp braking sound pierced Luo Xiaoxiao’s ears, the truck’s xenon lights blinding her.

A second before her body shattered, she was still thinking about finally winning the championship belt.

But the next moment, an entirely new world rushed toward her.

She became “Luo Xiaoxiao”—the original owner.

Compared to herself, the original owner’s life didn’t seem quite as tragic.

Luo Xiaoxiao saw the original owner marry Li Fanshuang, saw Luo Jing die.

Wait, wasn’t the five million given by the original owner to her mother?

Then why did Luo Jing still die?

Luo Xiaoxiao didn’t understand—she hadn’t read enough of the book.

As if hearing her plea, the dream shifted again.

The original owner’s story quickly came to an end.

A radiant woman appeared in Li Fanshuang’s world.

Luo Xiaoxiao couldn’t see her face, but she knew—this was Li Fanshuang’s true destined love.

Whether it was Li Fanshuang’s first love or those so-called devoted third-wheel women, they all paled in comparison. Li Fanshuang’s eyes held only this one person.

Who are you?

Luo Xiaoxiao strained to see her face through the haze, but no matter how hard she tried, she couldn’t grasp it.

Who are you? And what should I do?

The surroundings changed once more—she was in prison now, and her fellow inmates weren’t exactly friendly.

“Listen here, shorty—someone paid us to give you a proper ‘welcome.'”

“Behave, or we’ve got plenty of strength and methods to make you regret it!”

Luo Xiaoxiao endured daily violence in prison.

She was nearly driven insane.

As all light around her faded, Luo Xiaoxiao crouched down, clutching her head.

The roar of trucks and senseless curses incessantly echoed in her mind.

“Bastard!”

“Freak!”

“Behave!”

She didn’t know where the voices came from, but they nearly deafened her.

“Enough!”

She screamed, and the surroundings fell silent.

Li Fanshuang was also startled awake by her outburst. “Xiaoxiao?”

At this moment, Luo Xiaoxiao seemed trapped in a nightmare, her lips pale, sleeping fitfully.

Li Fanshuang pulled her into an embrace…

Luo Xiaoxiao’s consciousness was imprisoned in endless darkness.

A voice echoed through the darkness, “Will you continue? This is the price of falling for the female lead…”

No happy ending, no happy ending!

The words repeated incessantly, making Luo Xiaoxiao tremble uncontrollably.

“Xiaoxiao, don’t be afraid.” Li Fanshuang’s gentle voice reached Luo Xiaoxiao’s ears.

The darkness shattered, transforming into a warm spring day.

Li Fanshuang?

Luo Xiaoxiao stood up…

In reality, Luo Xiaoxiao opened her eyes and saw Li Fanshuang. “Thank you.”

Then her eyelids fluttered as she fell back into slumber.

Li Fanshuang called out several more times, “Xiaoxiao?”

Getting no response, she dialed Lu Chenfeng again.

“She’s fine, stop worrying,” Lu Chenfeng said impatiently.

Before Li Fanshuang could finish, the call was disconnected again.

Truly, her friend was utterly insufferable.

Relieved that Luo Xiaoxiao was okay, Li Fanshuang felt somewhat at ease.

She adjusted the blanket over Luo Xiaoxiao and idly began scrolling through videos.

But her phone seemed infected—every time she opened an app, it showed Luo Xiaoxiao’s heroic exploits.

Her swift movements, her effortless grace—Li Fanshuang would pause for a long while whenever these clips appeared.

“So impressive,” she muttered, her tone laced with faint displeasure.

Ding-dong—

Sun Lei sent another apology. Over the past few hours, he’d been sending intermittent messages.

Li Fanshuang didn’t even glance at them—just the usual platitudes.

He must be feeling smug, but there’s a wall between social news and the entertainment industry.

At first, no one would realize the miraculous heroine on the streets was Xiaoxiao.

Sun Lei’s constant messages were clearly just trying to get her approval to use this incident for the show’s promotion.

Li Fanshuang believed this was Xiaoxiao’s decision to make, so she didn’t respond to Sun Lei immediately.

But his incessant pestering annoyed her. She opened Weibo’s super topic.

“Huh?” Her friend was actually online?

Li Fanshuang sent her a message.

This particular friend often gave good relationship advice.

Nan Jiu: Are you there? I want to ask you about that issue again.

Ding-dong—

Luo Xiaoxiao’s phone chimed.

Li Fanshuang paid no mind.

She noticed the earlier message from her laughing friend and replied to the question:

Nan Jiu: I think she’s avoiding me now. Do you think she might not feel the same way? What does “up and down” mean?

Ding-dong—

Luo Xiaoxiao’s phone chimed again.

Li Fanshuang narrowed her eyes at Luo Xiaoxiao’s phone screen. Why was there a notification from her Weibo alt account appearing on her wife’s phone?