The Extravagant Alpha And The Cold Movie Queen’s Fake Act Became Real - Chapter 4

Chapter 4: Wife, You Smell So Good

Ruan Siyi’s eyes widened instantly, her mind buzzing as a strange sensation surged in her heart—like an ant crawling over her skin, tingling and electrifying.

Fu Ru’an… why did she repost my Weibo post?

The instruction was clearly to repost the show’s official announcement.

And she even changed her perfectly normal username to such an embarrassing format.

“You…” Ruan Siyi hesitated, slowly pulling her head back. “Was it really necessary to go this far just to promote the CP?”

It seemed that movie was truly important to Fu Ru’an. She would do her best to cooperate, maintaining their sweet “wife-and-wife” image publicly so Fu Ru’an could focus without worries—consider it repayment for that ten million yuan favor.

As expected of an award-winning actress! To secure a role and climb the ladder of success, she’d even pretend to be intimate with someone she utterly despised.

No wonder she’s the domineering female lead of destiny!

Watching Ruan Siyi’s expression shift from confusion and shyness to determination and admiration, Fu Ru’an could practically see the ridiculous thoughts spinning in that silly little head. Her cool voice carried a hint of helplessness: “Stop. Don’t overthink it.”

Ruan Siyi pouted. “Oh.”

The silence lasted less than a minute before Ruan Siyi couldn’t resist nudging the serene beauty beside her, cautiously asking, “Sister Fu, aren’t you going to check what’s happening on Weibo?”

The two of them appearing on a dating show together was shocking enough, but with Fu Ru’an’s latest stunt, the backlash was bound to be intense.

“Curious?” Fu Ru’an arched a brow. “Then open it. Let me see.”

Perhaps the room was too quiet, because when Fu Ru’an leaned in, every sensation magnified infinitely—the rustle of fabric, the faint brush of her nose against Ruan Siyi’s neck, the warm breath against sensitive skin…

But it was over in an instant.

By the time Ruan Siyi’s grip on her phone trembled, her entire body stiff, Fu Ru’an had already pulled away, tilting her head in confusion.

“Why are you frozen? Didn’t you want me to look?”

Ruan Siyi snapped out of her daze, only to see Fu Ru’an’s face as composed as ever—cold, elegant, like the moon over an autumn river, breathtakingly beautiful.

Had all of that just been her imagination?

She was the one with impure thoughts.

Under Fu Ru’an’s urging, Ruan Siyi quickly unlocked her phone and opened Weibo.

But for some reason, the air seemed to carry a faint trace of Baileys liqueur—sweet, creamy, with a hint of alcohol—wafting from Fu Ru’an’s proximity, dizzying and intoxicating.

Ruan Siyi’s entire body burned. An indescribable desire surged through her, her Alpha instincts roaring to life as her scent glands pulsed uncontrollably.

It was the possessive nature of an Alpha.

“Mnh—” Fu Ru’an shuddered as the overwhelming wave of Alpha pheromones hit her, her usual icy voice laced with a rare softness.

Ruan Siyi immediately steadied her, but the sweet, intoxicating fragrance only grew stronger—cream and alcohol entwined, a tantalizing blend that frayed her nerves.

Her gaze flickered to the back of Fu Ru’an’s neck, where a pristine Omega inhibitor patch remained perfectly sealed, blocking any trace of scent.

“Why did you…”

The woman in her arms, normally pale, now flushed pink—reminding Ruan Siyi of last night, when this ice-cold beauty had been tear-stained, cheeks rosy with passion.

Fu Ru’an paused before continuing, “Why did you suddenly release pheromones…? You know I can’t handle it…”

“Wh-what nonsense are you saying?!” Ruan Siyi stammered, flustered. “I—I didn’t…”

The words died in her throat.

Fu Ru’an’s inhibitor patch was intact. There was no way her scent should be this strong. Yet Ruan Siyi could smell it—and worse, it aroused her.

After eliminating all possibilities, only one explanation remained:

She was the pervert.

She couldn’t possibly admit that every time Fu Ru’an got close, she imagined her scent wrapping around her like seawater, drenching her in desire.

That she wanted to pin those pristine legs around her waist, to smear tears across that cold, composed face, to trade heated breaths until Fu Ru’an melted in her arms—even in broad daylight.

It was too shameless.

Ruan Siyi’s face burned crimson. If Fu Ru’an ever learned these filthy thoughts, she’d definitely hate her even more—maybe even kick her out on the spot.

Once Fu Ru’an steadied herself against the wall, breathing normally again, Ruan Siyi hastily locked her phone and stumbled toward the stairs, tossing out a frantic “Sorry, Sister Fu!” and “Rest well, I’ll go first!” before fleeing.

Fu Ru’an’s eyes darkened. She leisurely smoothed her slightly disheveled hair, pinning it up with a jade hairpin held between her teeth. “Leaving so soon, Ruan Ruan?”

Her voice was muffled around the pin.

“I—I don’t need to look to know what they’re saying,” Ruan Siyi called back, not daring to glance up as she bolted downstairs. “It’s definitely just people cursing me out.”

So easy to tease, this puppy.

Fu Ru’an returned to her bedroom, pulling out her phone—only to realize the earlier call had never been disconnected.

She switched to speakerphone, securing her hairpin before uttering a calm, “Hello?”

Director Jiang Ning’s furious screeching erupted from the other end.

“WHAT WAS THAT?! DID YOU DELIBERATELY NOT HANG UP SO THIS SINGLE DOG COULD HEAR YOU TWO LOVEBIEDS FLIRTING?! SINCE WHEN WERE YOU SO EVIL, YOU LITTLE BRAT?! I’M TELLING YOUR MOTHER!”

When Fu Ru’an remained silent, Jiang Ning eventually calmed down, curiosity overtaking outrage. “So, who’s the girl? Where’d you find such an obedient one? Does that Ruan gold-digger Alpha of yours know you’re cheating? And with someone this sweet? Talking about ‘can’t handle it’—tsk, and in broad daylight too! Shameful!”

“Honestly, you should listen to your family. Divorce that Ruan Siyi. Even if you don’t want an arranged marriage, you shouldn’t settle for that kind of—”

“That was her,” Fu Ru’an cut in. “Not cheating. Not divorcing.”

Her gaze lingered on the staircase where Ruan Siyi had vanished.

“Also, I’ll join your film. But don’t slip up—I told her you prefer actors with stable relationships. Don’t let her find out you’re my—”

A pause.

“—aunt.”

She hung up.

Casually, Fu Ru’an peeled off the “pheromone inhibitor patch” on her neck and tossed it into the trash. She replaced it with a new one—though upon closer inspection, the two seemed slightly different.

Under the sunlight, the contents of the trash bin were starkly visible:

A crumpled “pheromone inhibitor patch” lay atop an empty bandage wrapper, its medical logo clearly printed beside a small disclaimer:

For external use only. Do not confuse with Omega inhibitor patches.

Downstairs.

Ruan Siyi paced the living room, her mind a chaotic whirlwind. The memory of Fu Ru’an’s warmth, that intoxicating sweetness—it clung to her like a spell, igniting a hunger deep in her bones.

What’s wrong with me?

Had her imagination really spiraled this far? Why was her brain now filled with nothing but filth?!

After agonizing for minutes, she finally caved, opening her browser and shelling out for the most expensive online consultation with a top specialist.

[Super Awesome Gold-Tier Single Doctor]: Hello! How may I assist you?

[AHHH I’M FINE REALLY]: Doctor, I think I might have olfactory hallucinations.

[Super Awesome Gold-Tier Single Doctor]: Oh? That does sound unique. Could you elaborate for a proper diagnosis?

[AHHH I’M FINE REALLY]: Well, whenever my wife gets close, I inexplicably find her insanely fragrant—like, pheromone-level intoxicating! And I swear, she uses scent blockers and doesn’t wear perfumes! Doctor, you get it, right?

[AHHH I’M FINE REALLY]: Also, uh… Doctor, does your wife always smell amazing to you?

[Super Awesome Gold-Tier Single Doctor]: …………

Damn couples.