The Black Lotus Wife Forces Me to Pretend to Be an Omega. - Chapter 54

Lucheng, Lu Residence.

“Miss Fu, our young master is out and not at home right now.”

The housekeeper looked at Fu Xinting with impatience.

Fu Xinting grumbled inwardly—just a mere housekeeper, yet she dares to treat me so rudely?

Once Lu Ling returns, I’ll make sure she’s fired.

Ignoring the housekeeper, Fu Xinting coldly replied, “Young Master Lu said I could come over anytime I want.”

“You—” Before the housekeeper could finish, a clear male voice interrupted.

“Aunt Chen, what are you doing? Miss Fu is always a welcome guest here.”

“Yes.” The housekeeper left.

Fu Xinting stared at Lu Ling, who had just returned from outside. “What’s the meaning of this? Now even your family’s housekeeper can bully me? Don’t forget—”

“Miss Fu.” Lu Ling quickly cut her off.

Fu Xinting immediately shut her mouth, realizing she must have been too angry to think straight.

But she didn’t care about that right now. The time limit for the drug the system had given her was almost up. She might have failed with Li Fanshuang, but that didn’t mean she had given up on changing her secondary gender to Omega.

“What’s wrong?” A mocking smile played on Lu Ling’s sinister face.

Fu Xinting remained silent.

Lu Ling knew that standing at the entrance, where prying eyes and ears were everywhere, wasn’t the place for Fu Xinting to speak freely.

He gestured for her to come inside.

“Now, can you talk?” Lu Ling asked.

Fu Xinting sighed. “I need your help right now.”

She fixed her gaze on Lu Ling’s eyes, and Lu Ling, puzzled, met her stare.

After a long while, Fu Xinting still felt no change in her body.

“Why isn’t it working?”

“What’s wrong?” Lu Ling asked, confused.

Fu Xinting slumped onto the sofa. “I made a deal with the system. As long as I look into an Alpha’s eyes, they’ll have a 100% compatibility rate with my pheromones.”

At this, Lu Ling’s expression darkened. “I was about to ask you the same thing. Why don’t I have that ability?”

Huh? What ability?

Fu Xinting looked up and, seeing the change in Lu Ling’s expression, curled her lips into a sneer. “I already told you back then—your pheromones, your status as the heir, all of it was stolen from your sister.”

At this point, Fu Xinting’s expression also shifted. She finally understood why it hadn’t worked with Lu Ling—he was a fake.

Lu Ling was a fake Alpha, possessing only high-level pheromones but no reproductive capability.

“Then why didn’t it work with Li Fanshuang?” Lu Ling mocked. Even though they were partners, he didn’t appreciate being laughed at like this.

Lu Ting’s genes were average, and his mother’s were even worse. From a young age, Lu Ling had been deemed incapable of differentiation—just an ordinary Beta. It was his mother who refused to accept fate and, after meeting Fu Xinting, received help from the system.

Of course, back then, Fu Xinting wasn’t using this body.

“I don’t know what went wrong!” Fu Xinting gritted her teeth. She had asked the system repeatedly if the drug was defective, but the system denied it.

Anything produced by the system is guaranteed to be top quality!

Now that I think about it, those words were truly laughable.

Lu Ling’s eyes darkened as he said, “I received news this morning that my sister has returned.”

Fu Xinting paused. The system had previously told her that Lu Chenfeng was an important character in this story, so perhaps she could also try to win her over.

Moreover, Lu Ling’s pheromones originally belonged to her, so maybe Fu Xinting could even become an Omega through her!

At this thought, a confident smile curled at the corners of Fu Xinting’s lips. “Where is your sister now?”

Lu Ling sensed her intentions. Gripping her shoulders tightly, he asked, “Isn’t Li Fanshuang enough for you? Do you also want something with Lu Chenfeng? What do you take me for?”

“A joke,” Fu Xinting scoffed, pushing his hands away. “You’re just my partner in this, aren’t you? What, Lu Ling, don’t tell me you think sleeping with me a few times makes you my lover? And are you so clean yourself? How many Omegas were with you last night? Should I count them for you?”

Lu Ling laughed bitterly at her words, but she wasn’t wrong. He was far from a loyal man—except when it came to the woman standing before him.

“Fine, have it your way. My sister is attending her grandfather’s memorial service tonight. I’ll send you the address later. A friendly warning, though—my sister isn’t exactly a good person.”

Fu Xinting frowned slightly. According to the novel’s plot, Lu Chenfeng was a gentle and refined woman, a kind-hearted doctor.

“What do you mean by that?” Fu Xinting had never met Lu Chenfeng and could only rely on the novel’s portrayal.

Lu Ling smirked mysteriously. “Just a heads-up. No woman has ever left my sister’s bed intact. Do you think you’ll be the exception?”

His words sent a chill down Fu Xinting’s spine, and an eerie face involuntarily flashed through her mind.

What?

This shouldn’t be happening. She called up the system to check if something had gone wrong, but the system confirmed there were no major deviations in the plot.

Finally, Fu Xinting muttered helplessly, “I’ll see for myself when the time comes.”

–

At the memorial service, Lu Chenfeng held a glass of red wine while Zhu Yuxin sat beside her, engaged in lively conversation.

“Really? Three wins in a row?” Lu Chenfeng was surprised Luo Xiaoxiao was so formidable.

Zhu Yuxin glanced at the betting odds in her hand—Luo Xiaoxiao’s next match had even higher stakes.

“This is a good sign. I can place bigger bets now.”

Lu Chenfeng scoffed. “Playing with a million per match? How long will it take you to make real money?”

Zhu Yuxin raised an eyebrow. “We should think long-term. You know, roads are built step by step, and meals are eaten bite by bite.”

“Fine,” Lu Chenfeng shrugged, raising her glass in a toast. “You know I’m not good at this stuff, so I’ll leave it to you.”

Zhu Yuxin clinked her glass against hers. “That’s because my partner is reliable.”

“I heard you’re working as a maid for the Lu family. How’s the pay?” Lu Chenfeng teased.

Zhu Yuxin rolled her eyes. “You know exactly why I’m there. But I did learn something strange today.”

“Oh?”

“Yuyu said her father isn’t her father.” Zhu Yuxin still couldn’t make sense of what that meant.

But the moment those words reached Lu Chenfeng’s ears, her expression turned oddly grim.

The image of Yuan Zhiqing from their first meeting flashed through her mind, along with her own helplessness at that time.

She absentmindedly took a sip of alcohol.

The red liquid spilled from her fingertips, staining the collar of her white shirt.

“Are you alright?” A gentle female voice sounded.

Lu Chenfeng looked up to see Fu Xinting—she had indeed come looking for her.

When their gazes met in midair, Lu Chenfeng suddenly felt dizzy.

She shook her head vigorously, trying to regain clarity.

“What’s wrong?” Zhu Yuxin quickly supported her.

At that moment, Fu Xinting reached out to hold Lu Chenfeng’s other arm.

“I’m sorry.”

Zhu Yuxin gave Fu Xinting a strange look—why was she here?

This woman belonged to Lu Ling’s faction. Was that illegitimate son planning something?

Zhu Yuxin watched the uninvited guest warily. Before she could speak, Lu Chenfeng tapped lightly on the back of her hand.

After a brief hesitation, Zhu Yuxin released her grip.

Lu Chenfeng leaned into Fu Xinting instead.

Fu Xinting’s heart raced wildly, her body growing warm.

She knew this meant she was about to undergo differentiation!

After waiting so long, this day had finally come.

Unseen by others, Lu Chenfeng clenched her fists tightly—this sensation was all too familiar. It felt exactly like when she was eighteen.

Her bones ached as if being crushed. She knew she should be differentiating into an Alpha.

But just then, her stepmother—an Omega—had entered with her illegitimate half-brother, and everything after became a blur.

Now she could clearly feel her body changing again. As she differentiated, her mind screamed at her to return home immediately, but she refused to let Fu Xinting walk away unscathed.

The moment Fu Xinting approached, Lu Chenfeng recognized her—she was the Omega who suddenly appeared when she was eighteen, her father’s mistress, Lü Qingcha.

Watching them leave, Zhu Yuxin pulled out a phone that wasn’t hers from her bag.

“This Fu Xinting doesn’t even use a phone case.”

She quickly found Lu Ling’s contact in the address book.

Fu Xinting: Come find me quickly. I’m in trouble.

 

Lu Ling: Five minutes. I’m nearby.

“How touching,” Zhu Yuxin muttered disdainfully.

Having just gone through their chat history, she’d seen things ranging from shocking to downright explosive.

Nude photos were child’s play—these two had even engaged in video calls during intimate acts.

But what truly horrified her was discovering that Lu Ling would film himself with other women and send the videos to Fu Xinting, followed by questions about why none of his girlfriends ever got pregnant.

Zhu Yuxin patted her chest. “There there, I didn’t mean to see those things. Yuyu will forgive me.”

Who would’ve thought Fu Xinting had such talents?

A fertility specialist? Expert in infertility treatments?

She helpfully forwarded the information to Yuan Zhiqing, who replied immediately that she’d arrive in five minutes.

After completing her task, Zhu Yuxin went to wash her eyes in the restroom.

Throughout this period, she couldn’t stop thinking about that disgusting scene. After much internal struggle, she decided she shouldn’t be the only one feeling sickened, so she sent all the videos and chat records to Li Fanshuang.

After sending them, she even justified it by saying, “Li Fanshuang is my friend. I can’t let her be fooled by that trashy woman! We must be wary of Fu Xinting.”

When Li Fanshuang received these materials, she was devastated—especially after Luo Xiaoxiao saw them.

“Tell me, who are these people? Why are you watching male Alphas?” Luo Xiaoxiao made a disgusted sound and shot a disdainful glance at the video.

Li Fanshuang covered her face, unable to explain herself. “Zhu Yuxin sent these to me. I don’t even know what they mean!”

Damn Zhu Yuxin, making me feel so sick.

Luo Xiaoxiao’s voice grew increasingly aggrieved. “What’s so great about this stuff anyway?”

“Yes, yes, you’re right.” Li Fanshuang decided to humor Luo Xiaoxiao no matter what, lest her waist suffer the consequences again.

Luo Xiaoxiao snorted. Seeing the barely concealed panic in Li Fanshuang’s eyes despite her forced composure, she suddenly realized she might have gone too far lately.

“Sweetheart, I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to be harsh with you. I don’t know what’s come over me.” Luo Xiaoxiao sighed inwardly—perhaps winning several matches recently had gone to her head?

Li Fanshuang patted her head. “I actually wanted to take you out to have some fun.”

“Oh, if it’s just for fun, we don’t need to go out.” Luo Xiaoxiao grinned at Li Fanshuang.

A phantom pain shot through Li Fanshuang’s waist, making her lips twitch. “I thought you might need a break after all those competitions…”

“No, I…”

“Do you have any matches in the next few days? Can you come with me for filming, Zhiyu?”

Luo Xiaoxiao froze—she’d completely forgotten about this.

Li Fanshuang could tell from her expression that this idiot had totally forgotten.

Luo Xiaoxiao lowered her head, fidgeting with her fingers. Oh no, if she forgot about this, would her wife get angry?

“Look at me!” Li Fanshuang’s voice carried a hint of irritation.

Luo Xiaoxiao immediately straightened her back and looked up.

Seeing the pitiful look in Luo Xiaoxiao’s eyes, Li Fanshuang’s heart softened instantly.

“Alright, I was a little upset that you didn’t take my matters seriously.”

“I do take you seriously,” Luo Xiaoxiao mumbled defensively.

Li Fanshuang tapped her nose. “You—when I say seriously, I don’t mean your mind should be filled with those thoughts all day.”

“It’s not all day… just…” at most twenty out of twenty-four hours.

But Luo Xiaoxiao didn’t dare voice this confession, keeping it quietly to herself.

“While you were competing, the crew has already filmed most of my solo scenes. You still have some individual shots left, but those aren’t urgent—you can do them after your matches. However, we must start filming our scenes together these next few days, or Chen Yu’s schedule won’t make it.”

Li Fanshuang spoke gently and patiently. She loved acting and knew Luo Xiaoxiao wasn’t an actress. Asking her to participate had been purely a personal whim.

If this ended up placing too much burden on Luo Xiaoxiao, it wasn’t her intention. But since Luo Xiaoxiao had already agreed to her request yet forgot about it, she couldn’t help feeling upset.

Luo Xiaoxiao knew she was in deep trouble. Pitifully, she tugged at Li Fanshuang’s sleeve.

“Wifey, I was wrong.”

Li Fanshuang ignored her, simply looking at her helplessly.

After a while, Luo Xiaoxiao’s eyes sparkled with mischief as she sweetly called out, “Sister.”

Li Fanshuang stiffened all over. Well, this little rascal certainly knew how to push her buttons.

“You…”

The award-winning actress was utterly speechless.

Luo Xiaoxiao giggled and wrapped her arms around Li Fanshuang. “Sister, I was wrong. I’ll go read the script right away—I love acting too.”

Her eyes twinkled brightly as she gazed at Li Fanshuang.

Li Fanshuang’s heart softened.

“Fine, I’ll take it that you understand now.”

“Mhm!”

Luo Xiaoxiao released her. “Then let’s not go out today. I want to read the script—we can celebrate in the hotel too.”

“I’ll order room service then. Anything you’d like to eat?”

“Nothing in particular. How about pineapple bread?”

Li Fanshuang found her request amusing. “That’s more of a breakfast item, isn’t it? You want that for dinner? What about steak?”

“Wellington? How are the portions at this hotel?” Luo Xiaoxiao rubbed her stomach, worried she might not get full.

Li Fanshuang sighed in resignation. “Alright, I get it. I’ll order you a rice bowl.”

“Mm-hmm.” Rice bowls came with free refills, so Luo Xiaoxiao was quite pleased with the choice. She did love her carbs, after all.

With that, Luo Xiaoxiao obediently went to her room to study the script.

Li Fanshuang remained in the living room, waiting for their meal to arrive.

During this time, one thought kept circling her mind—just how old was Luo Xiaoxiao, really?

Sometimes, she seemed like a child. Other times, she was remarkably mature.

Take the earlier situation, for instance. Even though Li Fanshuang had been upset, Luo Xiaoxiao’s achievements today hadn’t come easily. Wanting to celebrate together was completely natural.

Yet because of Li Fanshuang’s displeasure, Luo Xiaoxiao had chosen to accommodate her instead.

Li Fanshuang wondered—if their roles were reversed, if she had won an award and wanted to celebrate, only for Luo Xiaoxiao to bring up some unfinished work commitment, she probably would have lost her temper.

At this thought, Li Fanshuang glanced at her darkened phone screen. Maybe she could consult Daxiao about this.

After reconciling with Luo Xiaoxiao, she hadn’t contacted Daxiao in a long time.

This was the last secret she kept in her heart.

Would Luo Xiaoxiao be afraid?

Before, she had feared her Alpha identity being discovered. Now, would she fear her transmigrator status coming to light?

Opening Weibo, she clicked on the long-uncontacted account.

Nan Jiu: Are you there? Need to ask you something.

There was no immediate reply, but Li Fanshuang wasn’t anxious. Xiaoxiao had promised to focus on the script.

Ding dong—

Five minutes later, a message arrived.

Daxiao: Girl, what’s up? You can tell me anything. Been busy lately? We haven’t talked in ages.

A faint smile tugged at Li Fanshuang’s lips.

 

Nan Jiu: I want to buy a gift for my wife, but I don’t know what she likes?

 

Big Laugh: This… girl, that’s not right. How old is your wife? What does she like? Any hobbies? How could you not know? Didn’t you say before that you’ve known each other since childhood?

The words “since childhood” stung Li Fanshuang’s eyes. Indeed, she and Luo Xiaoxiao had known each other since they were kids.

But she couldn’t remember how old she was back then.

Nan Jiu: Thank you.

Thinking of this, she dialed a phone number she hadn’t called in years.

The line rang only twice before the person on the other end picked up.

“Shuangshuang.” The woman’s voice was deep and magnetic—it was Li Fanshuang’s Alpha mother, Li Zhengyin.

“Mother, I have something to ask you. Did I go missing when I was little?”

The other end of the line fell silent for a long time. After a while, Li Fanshuang thought she had hung up.

“Mother?”

“Oh, I’m here.” Li Zhengyin’s voice sounded distant. “There was such an incident. You were very young back then. Why? Have you remembered something recently?”

The female Alpha’s voice was extremely gentle.

For some reason, Li Fanshuang’s heart grew uneasy. Her mother’s voice sounded even older than before.

“My memories are hazy. I can’t recall clearly, but lately, a little girl keeps appearing in my dreams. Her face is dirty. I’m sure I don’t know her, so why is she in my memories?”

Li Zhengyin didn’t respond, as if she couldn’t answer that question either.

Li Fanshuang lost patience. Her mother was always like this—seeming to know many things but never sharing them with her.

“Never mind. Mother, do you remember how old I was the year I went missing?”

Li Fanshuang couldn’t recall the details of that incident, but she knew she had woken up in her mother’s arms in the end.

“Shuangshuang, this is our secret. Don’t let your mom know.”

That was what her mother had told her back then.

Li Fanshuang understood—she didn’t want her mom to worry, so it became a secret between her and her mother.

Of course, after all these years, Li Fanshuang had almost no impression of that event.

Li Zhengyin sighed. “That was many years ago, but to me, it feels like yesterday. You were only five years old at the time.”

Five?

Li Fanshuang frowned. It had already been over twenty years. That meant Xiaoxiao should be around the same age as her.

“Alright, thank you.” Li Fanshuang hung up the phone. After not speaking to her mother for so many years, she felt a little tense.

But at least now she knew Xiaoxiao’s approximate age.

She peeked into the room.

A gentle smile curled at the corners of Li Fanshuang’s lips.

Inside the room, Luo Xiaoxiao hummed a tune while reading a script, completely at ease.

As Li Fanshuang approached, she heard Luo Xiaoxiao muttering, “Thunder rumbles, I’m so scared…”

Li Fanshuang’s lips twitched. She had no idea where this girl picked up such phrases.

Li Fanshuang sighed helplessly. They were already married—it wasn’t like she could time-travel and swap herself out for someone else.

Ding-dong—

A message from Zhu Yuxin.

Zhu Yuxin: Fu Xinting took the bait. What exactly are you and Lu Chenfeng hiding from me?

 

Li Fanshuang: As long as she took the bait, that’s all that matters.

 

“Zhu Yuxin: You completely ignored the second part of my message, didn’t you?!”

 

“Li Fanshuang: Sorry, I can’t see it.”

 

“Zhu Yuxin: You obviously saw it! Tell me right now—what are you and Lu Chenfeng hiding from me?”

Li Fanshuang: What’s the point of telling you? Are you the protagonist?

 

Zhu Yuxin: Yes, yes, I’m just a supporting character, a minor one! (╯^╰)╮

 

Li Fanshuang: Can you stop being so childish? (Red exclamation mark!!!)

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Li Fanshuang was speechless. How could someone be even more childish than Luo Xiaoxiao?

In the room, Luo Xiaoxiao sneezed loudly.

“Achoo!” Luo Xiaoxiao sniffled. What was that about?

Then she let out a dramatic wail, “Sister~” Someone’s bad-mouthing me! Wuwuwu.

Li Fanshuang: How on earth can I get my wife to shut up?

“Coming.” Well, she chose this wife herself—might as well spoil her.

Luo Xiaoxiao buried her face in Li Fanshuang’s chest, nuzzling against her. So happy!

“Wife, did Chen Yu tell you how much my pay is for this role?”

Luo Xiaoxiao was a little worried. Lu Chenfeng and Zhu Yuxin were both so wealthy—what if her wife had to suffer hardships with her?

Luo Xiaoxiao had done the math. In her past life, she’d earned over nine million from boxing.

But after deducting training fees and other expenses, she really didn’t have much left.

She was getting anxious. As for the lottery, she had no clue how it worked, so she had no idea how much she could win.

Luo Xiaoxiao had a rather traditional mindset—she believed in making a fortune through hard work.

Acting, though, was a high-paying profession.

Li Fanshuang paused. “I’ll ask her. It’s definitely different from what you earned as a stunt double.”

“Mhm.” Luo Xiaoxiao brightened up, but soon her head drooped again. “Wife, am I just deadweight to you?”

“Why would you think that?”

“You’re already tight on money, yet you still give me an allowance. And you even arranged things for my mom.”

Li Fanshuang muttered inwardly, Wasn’t that issue already settled?

“It’s not like I can’t earn money myself. Worst case, I’ll just go back…”

An image of Li Zhengyin’s stern face flashed through Li Fanshuang’s mind, and she suddenly fell silent.

“What’s wrong?” Luo Xiaoxiao asked, noticing her sudden quietness and thinking she might be unwell.

Li Fanshuang shook her head. “Worst case, I’ll just mooch off my old mother.”