Transmigrated into the Film Empress Sister's Sugar Baby Alpha (GL) - Chapter 19
Shen Yishu had asked Zhu Li to book a private kitchen in the city for six o’clock last night.
At 5:40, Ji Xiangyu’s car pulled into the private kitchen’s parking lot, and they separated to head inside.
Ji Xiangyu reserved a private room, sat down, and casually ordered a few dishes. Her phone displayed an ongoing call, with the contact noted as Shen Yishu.
Around ten past six, the Shen family members finally arrived.
Perhaps fearing Shen Yishu might say something inappropriate, only Shen Gaozhuo and his son, Shen Yidao, were present for this meeting.
Shen Yidao was a person Shen Yishu had seen mentioned several times in chat logs, practically a recurring character before the original owner did something foolish. One Alpha purely intending harm, one Alpha foolish to the point of daze – the Shen family’s poor upbringing was evident.
“Uncle, brother,” Shen Yishu called out affectionately, suppressing her discomfort.
The thought of what these two might have done made her feel sick. All the fragrant and delicious dishes before her lost their appeal, making her feel nauseous.
“Xiao Shu, how have you been lately?” If not for the previous phone call, Shen Gaozhuo’s words would have sounded like those of a caring elder.
“Just getting by,” Shen Yishu showed a disdainful smile. “The people in the crew are so pretentious.”
“The people in this crew” specifically referred to Lin Luosheng.
In the original owner’s chat logs with Shen Yidao, the original owner repeatedly complained that Lin Luosheng made her look bad everywhere, and Shen Yidao gave her many bad ideas. In the original novel, Lin Luosheng solved all these bad ideas one by one, and Shen Yishu herself suffered quite a bit.
“It’s all your fault for not filming her last time,” Shen Gaozhuo picked up the wine glass from the table and poured a drink for Shen Yishu. “If you had filmed it, this matter would be so easy to resolve.”
Shen Yishu downed the wine in one gulp, pouting: “But I have no idea what happened that night. You keep saying something happened between me and Lin Luosheng, but I don’t remember it at all, Uncle. Are you lying to me?”
Shen Yidao refilled her glass again, mediating: “How could your uncle lie to you, Xiao Shu? You know, my dad always treated you like his own daughter, doting on you more than on me. People even say you’re the biological one.”
Shen Yishu downed another glass: “But I really don’t remember, you guys tell me what you know, maybe I’ll recall it.”
Shen Yishu’s gamble was that the two of them didn’t know the truth of that night, and all they knew was the content from the original novel. If that were the case, then everything she extracted would be the imagined final outcome of the two.
“You really don’t remember anything?” Shen Yidao didn’t doubt that Shen Yishu would lie to him.
Shen Yishu had mimicked the original owner’s dissolute behavior almost perfectly. In Shen Yidao’s eyes, the original owner had always been a dimwit, so he hardly suspected she would deceive him.
“Oh, how many times do I have to say it? I really don’t remember. If I really remembered sleeping with her, would I still be here complaining about her?” Shen Yishu slammed the table. “She’s so annoying!”
Shen Yishu appeared furious on the surface, but inside, she was on the verge of tears.
Sister, oh good Sister, please don’t tell Lin Luosheng what I said today. I really don’t want to go against the original protagonist.
Ji Xiangyu’s hand, holding chopsticks, paused in mid-air when she heard Shen Yishu’s words about Lin Luosheng, a slight smile appearing on her lips.
“Don’t be angry, Xiao Shu. You’ve already slept with her. She’s just been marked. You just need to actively use your pheromones to tempt her and force her back into estrus,” Shen Yidao said, pouring wine and coaxing Shen Yishu, his words growing increasingly vicious.
Shen Yishu thought to herself that neither Lin Luosheng, who hadn’t been marked by her, nor Ji Xiangyu, who had been genuinely marked by her that night, were people she dared to tempt with pheromones. The Shen father and son truly treated the original owner as a pure fool.
However, if she hadn’t transmigrated, the original owner, this pure fool, would very likely have done what Shen Yidao suggested.
“Really? How come I don’t know she slept with me?” Shen Yishu picked up another glass of wine.
The original owner probably had a low alcohol tolerance, which was why the father and son kept plying her with drinks, hoping she’d spill the truth when drunk. Shen Yishu seized the opportunity to feign drunkenness, her eyes glazed, her words slurred.
“You probably drank too much. That night, my people sent Lin Luosheng to your bed. As long as you could perform, she definitely…” Shen Yidao, seeing Shen Yishu was drunk, relaxed and started talking about what happened that day.
“Of course I could perform! Now that you mention it, it seems… there was a woman who kept holding my hand and saying… mark me?” Shen Yishu uttered the last three words with extreme difficulty.
Her face was flushed, she leaned languidly against the back of the chair, downing one glass of wine after another.
In the eyes of the Shen father and son, Shen Yishu was merely drunk.
Shen Yishu felt increasingly guilty the more she spoke.
The woman who had held her hand that night, begging to be marked, was listening to them on the other end of the phone.
“So, Xiao Shu, go and tempt her. Omegas can’t cause much trouble,” Shen Gaozhuo picked two pieces of food with his chopsticks into Shen Yishu’s bowl, saying meaningfully.
“I understand!” Shen Yishu pretended to be very drunk, patted her chest, her mind as muddled as a primitive person.
“Then we’ll be leaving now, we have some things to attend to. We’ve called a pretty young lady to dine with you,” Shen Yidao, seeing their goal achieved, lost interest in accompanying the fool.
“Go, go,” Shen Yishu waved her hand, unconcerned.
Her heart was dying of panic.
What did he mean by calling a pretty young lady to dine with her?
Was it the kind of “dining companion” often portrayed in TV dramas?
She showed no expression on her face, keeping in mind not to alert them, just needing to find an excuse to make a quick escape later.
The private room door hadn’t even completely closed when a woman with a very pure appearance entered. Shen Yishu continued to feign drunkenness, wanting to use the excuse of being too drunk to leave.
“Young President Shen, I finally get to meet you,” the woman showed no shyness, sitting down and pressing against Shen Yishu, resting her head on her shoulder.
A strong scent rushed into Shen Yishu’s nostrils, making her want to sneeze. The woman’s long hair brushed her face, and a wave of discomfort spread from head to toe. Shen Yishu took great effort to suppress the urge to push the woman away directly.
“Do we know each other?” Shen Yishu tried her best to move to the side, exerting a little force to push the woman away from her.
She was a proper person; she didn’t play these kinds of games.
“I know you unilaterally,” the woman sighed faintly, “The industry all says you like pure and beautiful women, so why don’t you like me?”
Shen Yishu: …
You should ask the original owner that. This Shen Yishu isn’t willing to admit she likes pure women.
“I have something to do today, let’s talk about it later,” Shen Yishu stood up, grabbed her bag, and was about to leave.
Aside from not being interested in the dazzling world of fleeting pleasures, even if she were, Film Empress Ji was still on the phone. Give her ten times the courage, and she wouldn’t dare to pull any stunts while Ji Xiangyu was listening.
“Young President Shen, where did I fall short?” The other party, however, was clearly unwilling to let her go, forcefully grabbing Shen Yishu’s wrist, stopping her from leaving.
“You didn’t fall short. It’s just that I’m genuinely not up for it today,” Shen Yishu tried her best not to break character as a dissolute noble, but she almost burst into tears.
“If you’re not up for it, I can be,” the woman seemed to seize this opportunity, determined not to let Shen Yishu leave.
“You…” Shen Yishu really wanted to shout, “Let go of me, there’s a hooligan!”
The door was suddenly flung open, the gust of wind almost blowing Shen Yishu’s soul away. Even though she wasn’t truly drunk, the alcohol had slightly gone to her head, delaying her reaction by a beat, and she couldn’t speak for a moment.
“Excuse me, she has an appointment today,” Ji Xiangyu was heavily bundled up, but her naturally cool and aloof aura was undeniable, giving off the impression of an unparalleled beauty.
“Yes, I have an appointment today,” Shen Yishu leaned on Ji Xiangyu’s shoulder, continuing Ji Xiangyu’s statement.
“You didn’t say so earlier,” the woman rolled her eyes, picked up her bag, and walked straight out.
“That was scary. I was afraid she’d say something else,” Shen Yishu looked in the direction the woman left, still shaken. She was genuinely afraid the woman might say something like “three people can also work.”
Letting Ji Xiangyu hear such words, she genuinely feared she wouldn’t be able to absolve herself, even with a thousand deaths.
“Mhm,” Ji Xiangyu hung up the phone in her hand.
“I actually don’t like pure types,” Shen Yishu troubledly patted the spot where the woman had brushed against her.
She would post on her Moments tonight declaring that her dating preferences had changed.
“I know,” Ji Xiangyu’s clear, melodious voice chimed in.
“?” Shen Yishu paused her movements in bewilderment.
“You like delicate ones.”
Shen Yishu: ?
When did I ever say I liked delicate ones?