The Extravagant Alpha And The Cold Movie Queen’s Fake Act Became Real - Chapter 1

Chapter 1 A Night of Spring Passion

The bathroom echoed with the sound of running water.

The icy, bone-chilling water cascaded down like a waterfall, drenching Ruan Siyi’s thoughts, as if this damp space was the only world that remained.

The cold stream struck her shoulders, and her vision blurred in the hazy white mist—yet the body in her arms burned with startling heat.

The steam fogged the mirror, obscuring the entangled reflections of the two figures within.

The waist of the person before her was slender, so delicate that Ruan Siyi felt she could snap it with just a little more pressure.

And so hot…

Even through the soaked fabric, her fingertips could sense that abnormal, scorching warmth.

“Fu Ru’an… the renowned actress Fu,” Ruan Siyi chuckled hoarsely, her voice laced with inexplicable mockery. “Weren’t you the ‘untouchable flower on the peak’? How… how degraded you’ve become now.”

Ruan Siyi, who had just transmigrated into this body and heard these words spill from her own mouth: “?”

What… am I saying?

What kind of situation is this?!

Her gaze swept around, and her movements froze.

No.

This scene wasn’t right.

She looked down and realized she was forcefully pressing the woman named Fu Ru’an toward the mirror, making her confront her own disheveled reflection.

Fu Ru’an’s soaked dress clung to her exquisite curves, and the sweet scent of omega pheromones saturated the cramped space, thick enough to suffocate.

Fu Ru’an’s eyes were icy as she stared at her reflection, yet the corners were already tinged with a seductive flush from the effects of the drug.

Their near 100% pheromone compatibility, amplified by the drug, made her body uncontrollably crave Ruan Siyi’s touch—

Any form of it. Even rough handling brought a twisted pleasure, only to ignite deeper desire.

She bit down hard on her own lip, staining her pale lips with a decadent, vivid crimson, like some overripe fruit.

A flash of pain brought a sliver of clarity.

With great effort, Fu Ru’an pushed herself up, her hand slicing through the air—smack—landing sharply across Ruan Siyi’s face.

“Get out.”

The sting on her cheek caught Ruan Siyi off guard.

She stood there, stunned, staring at the familiar scene before her as an unbelievable suspicion slowly crystallized in her mind.

Help!!!

Isn’t this the ABO yuri novel I stayed up binge-reading last night before joining the film crew?!

Did I transmigrate into a book?!

And not just any character—the cannon-fodder alpha doomed to be loathed and discarded by Fu Ru’an, the scum wife who even shares my name, Ruan Siyi?!

She remembered that in the novel, Fu Ru’an was the queen of queens, the epitome of a domineering protagonist.

Not only was she the sole heiress of the prestigious Fu family, but she was also the youngest actress to achieve the title of “Movie Queen.” Her debut film, Her and Her, had catapulted her to overnight fame.

And the only stain in her life?

Marrying Ruan Siyi, this worthless alpha.

In the book, Fu Ru’an was originally engaged to a partner of equal status—the story’s main love interest, Lu Youning. Yet for some reason, she defied her family’s objections and stubbornly married this blacklisted, D-list alpha actress, the original Ruan Siyi.

After marriage, not only did the original Ruan exploit her status as Fu Ru’an’s wife to throw her weight around in the entertainment industry, creating countless laughable scandals—

Moreover, the vast disparity in their social status made the original Ruan feel humiliated—as an alpha, she was inferior to her own omega. She channeled all her rage onto Fu Ru’an, subjecting her to frequent abuse.

This incident of drugging was the original Ruan’s attempt to assert dominance over her wife, and in the novel, it became the final straw that shattered Fu Ru’an’s resolve to maintain their marriage.

Afterward, their relationship collapsed. The original Ruan’s misdeeds were exposed, turning her into a universally despised outcast. In the end, she was stabbed to death by one of Fu Ru’an’s fans, meeting a miserable demise.

Meanwhile, Fu Ru’an thrived after leaving her. Her career and love life flourished. When she won the last of the “Three Golds” awards, she announced her engagement to the main love interest, Lu Youning, to widespread praise and blessings.

Now, as Ruan Siyi stared at the disheveled yet still fiercely resentful woman before her, a chill ran down her spine.

“Ruan Siyi,” Fu Ru’an’s voice dripped with scorn, “do you really think you can control me like this?” Her fingers clenched around Ruan Siyi’s collar, trying to shove her away.

“I—” Ruan Siyi’s voice cracked like parched earth. “This wasn’t me—”

She abruptly let go, staggering back a few steps, desperate to flee. But Fu Ru’an wasn’t about to let her escape.

“How long are you planning to keep this up? Where’s the antidote?”

The beautiful omega’s breathing was ragged, but the icy hatred in her eyes was unmistakable—sharp as a blade, piercing straight through Ruan Siyi’s heart.

Antidote?

Right!

She needed to find the antidote, or the plot would spiral into irreversible darkness!

Ruan Siyi rushed out, frantically rummaging through drawers and cabinets in the bedroom.

She vaguely remembered a passage from the novel—

“Ruan Siyi sneered as she listened to the omega’s increasingly desperate gasps. She looked down at this fish stranded in a drying pond, reveling in a perverse sense of satisfaction. Only now did their positions feel ‘correct’—the mighty alpha reigning supreme, while even the aloof, untouchable movie queen should grovel at her feet, begging for pain, craving pleasure.”

“As for the antidote?”

“This potent drug had been specially commissioned at great expense, one-of-a-kind in the world. The recipe for the antidote had long been reduced to ashes, scattered to the winds—nowhere to be found except, perhaps, lingering in the air of the Fu residence.”

Ruan Siyi: “……”

Damn it.

Original Ruan, you were truly deranged, huh? Zero regard for consequences.

A numb sense of doom settled over her, though she firmly believed someone else here was the real bastard.

Beside her, Fu Ru’an leaned against the wall, watching her movements gradually slow. A mocking smile curled at her lips—as expected.

Outside, rain pattered against the windows, blurring the city’s silhouette.

Inside, the dim light traced Fu Ru’an’s sharp nose and cold profile, her jet-black hair clinging wetly to her chest and back. The contrast between her tattered black dress and snow-pale skin was striking, like a goddess fallen from the heavens.

Only her trembling legs and slightly parted lips betrayed that she wasn’t as composed as she appeared.

“Sister… the antidote is gone…”

Ruan Siyi’s voice wavered, on the verge of tears. Seeing the omega already succumbing to the drug’s effects, she internally panicked, her tone laced with guilt.

“Sister… What if I said I didn’t mean to do this… would you believe me…?”

“Ruan Siyi.” Fu Ru’an’s eyes glinted like frost. “Do you really think I’d trust you now?” Her voice lowered, thick with menace. “Do you want me to die here?”

Those eyes, though clouded with heat, still burned with unyielding defiance. Even as an omega, Fu Ru’an had never been one to show weakness. Even now, when desire threatened to suffocate her, she clung stubbornly to the last shreds of her rationality.

With unsteady steps, she forced herself closer, each movement laced with restrained fury.

She seized Ruan Siyi’s collar, yanking her forward. “Ruan Siyi. How do you plan to fix this?”

Ruan Siyi’s throat went dry, her limbs stiff as if her brain had short-circuited.

What should she do?

Following the novel’s plot would mean subjecting Fu Ru’an to unbearable humiliation—but she wasn’t that vile alpha.

Fu Ru’an’s scent grew heavier, a spicy-sweet blend of liquor and creamy vanilla, making Ruan Siyi’s own pulse race out of control.

She had no choice.

“I…” She gritted her teeth, fists clenched, “I’ll help you.”

Fu Ru’an stared at her, eyes dark with scrutiny and scorn, “Ruan Siyi. Do you think you’re qualified?”

The whisper cut like a blade straight to the bone.

Outside, the storm raged louder, as if nature itself was heralding the coming tempest. Inside, Fu Ru’an’s breathing grew ragged, her Baileys-laced pheromones tangling with Ruan Siyi’s vodka-sharp scent, thickening the air between them.

“Before we got married, I told you—I’d give you money, the resources you wanted—what more could you possibly lack? All these years, I’ve turned a blind eye to everything you’ve done. But how dare you—”

How dare you use such vile, filthy methods on me?!

Boom—

A sudden clap of thunder roared like a crack of lightning beside their ears. A blinding flash tore through the watery darkness, flooding the room with daylight brilliance, blurring the boundaries between night and day.

Under the white glare, Ruan Siyi’s collar hung loosely. Below her collarbone, a butterfly tattoo seemed ready to take flight, its rich blues and purples almost bursting forth with the storm.

Fu Ru’an’s pupils constricted slightly, her breath catching.

Such a vivid mark—it had been so long since she’d seen it in her life.

This was the tattoo only that “Ruan Siyi” would have.

“Sister… I didn’t really mean to drug you. The antidote… I just lost it by accident. I swear! This really is the last time! From now on, I’ll be obedient, stay in my place, never stir up trouble again, and I won’t… won’t have any more improper thoughts about you…”

“You—” Fu Ru’an’s voice suddenly shifted, carrying an unreadable emotion. “Who are you?”

Her words held uncertainty, but they couldn’t hide the idea slowly awakening in her heart.

Ruan Siyi opened her mouth to explain, her heart pounding wildly.

She saw Fu Ru’an’s expression grow complicated, as if pain and confusion were tangled together, laced with a trace of restrained desire.

“Sister…”

Ruan Siyi had meant to say something, but faced with those eyes brimming with hatred and bewilderment, her throat went dry, the words lodging there.

Fu Ru’an suddenly closed the distance between them, the ice in her eyes melting, replaced by a glimmer of light.

She leaned close to Ruan Siyi’s ear, a provocative smile in her voice:

“Weren’t you going to help me with the antidote? Then stop playing innocent.”

“Ruan Ruan.”

“Where’s that boldness from earlier? Don’t stop now.”

Outside the window, the rain poured in torrents, shrouding the world in gloom.