A Max-Level Film Queen Takes on the Scumbag Alpha Script [Transmigration] - Chapter 31

Deep in the bushes not far away, a large white cat was hidden.

Its fur was drenched by the drizzling rain, and patches of mud clung to its coat here and there, making it look as though it had rolled through the mire. At that moment, the white cat was letting out long, piercing “meows” that sounded incredibly tragic.

Tang Yuan, who had a psychological shadow from being scratched by a cat in the past, hid herself entirely behind Jiang Baihe. But the cat’s cries were so pitiable that she couldn’t help but overcome her fear, poking her head out from behind to get a look.

“Wait, there seems to be something hidden under its belly!”

Hearing this, Jiang Baihe also looked beneath the cat. “They’re kittens.”

Protected by the large white cat were three newborn kittens that hadn’t even opened their eyes yet. Two of them appeared to have already gone stiff and were no longer moving. Only the remaining one still had a faint breath, signifying it was still alive. The kitten’s birth fur was very short, unable to cover its pink skin and the pale blood vessels beneath; it trembled every time the chilly, rain-laden wind blew past.

Jiang Baihe couldn’t help but frown. She looked at the sky; dark clouds had unknowingly blanketed the entire expanse, and the rain continued to fall steadily, looking as though it would last all night. This white cat had likely just given birth in the wild and then accidentally encountered this relentless downpour.

“Meow~”

The cat’s cry was desolate and wavering. It shielded the kittens beneath it with all its might, trying to block the falling rain. But no matter how hard it tried, two of the fragile infants had already passed away. Now, both the mother and the sole survivor were extremely weak, in desperate need of medical attention.

The cat seemed to realize that the person in front of it could help. It was crying out for rescue. Otherwise, given a feral cat’s habits, it likely wouldn’t allow anyone to approach its newborns.

Jiang Baihe stared at the cat on the ground, then tilted her umbrella to shield the feline from the rain. Fortunately, the umbrella she had brought out today was large enough that she didn’t get wet while covering the cat.

She thought for a moment, then turned to Tang Yuan. “Could you go to the restaurant and ask the lady boss for a cardboard box?”

Tang Yuan was startled. “Senior Sister, are you planning to save it?”

“Yes.”

Jiang Baihe reached out a hand slightly to test if the cat was aggressive. Fortunately, the cat showed no signs of resistance or hostility. Only then did Jiang Baihe dare to extend a finger and gently scratch the cat’s head.

The fur felt soft and comfortable, and the cat cooperatively tilted its head to rub against her fingertip. Jiang Baihe, who had always loved fluffy things, couldn’t help but smile slightly. “Meeting on the road like this… I suppose it’s a kind of fate.”

“Little kitty, if you’re willing to come with me, give me a meow.”

“Meow-meow!”

“See? How obedient.”

Watching the interaction between the woman and the cat—who then looked up at her in perfect unison—Tang Yuan opened her mouth but only managed to let out a few silent bubbles.

Fine. You’re cute, you win.

Tang Yuan left with her umbrella to find a box, while Jiang Baihe stayed behind to keep the rain off the cat. She felt a restless urge to start petting it properly, but seeing how dirty the cat was from the rain and mud, she managed to suppress the impulse.

The large white cat seemed to know Jiang Baihe intended to save them; it very obediently rubbed its head against her pant leg and meowed at her. Looking at this well-behaved little creature, another figure suddenly flashed through Jiang Baihe’s mind—similarly well-behaved and adorable, a potential human version of a kitten.

She wondered what Yan Shu had been doing these past few days. Her filming usually wrapped up very late, right around the time Yan Shu was getting ready for bed, so the two of them only managed a few brief lines on WeChat every day before saying goodnight. Not having heard Yan Shu’s voice or seen her face for so long, Jiang Baihe suddenly felt a pang of longing.

On a whim, she glanced down at the white cat at her feet. Her light-colored eyes flickered as an idea took shape. She immediately pulled out her phone and initiated a video call to Yan Shu.

If there was no chance to meet, she would create one! And wasn’t there a perfect excuse right here?

The ringing tone started, and Jiang Baihe’s heart rose with it. But ten seconds passed, and the other side still hadn’t answered. Jiang Baihe sighed slightly, thinking Yan Shu might be busy, and prepared to hang up.

But just as she reached for the screen, the phone vibrated gently, and Yan Shu’s familiar, calm face appeared.

A smile broke across Jiang Baihe’s face. Holding the phone in one hand, she waved with the other. “Little President Yan, good evening~”

“Good evening.”

Yan Shu’s expression was still a bit unnatural, having spent the entire afternoon discussing the pheromone compatibility report with Ai Ya. But Jiang Baihe was too excited about their rare “meeting” to notice anything was off.

Seeing Jiang Baihe beaming as if something wonderful had happened, Yan Shu asked softly, “Is something wrong?”

Using the reason she had specifically manufactured to make the call, Jiang Baihe blinked and said bluntly, “Little President Yan, I think I want to be a mother.”

“Huh?” Yan Shu was uncharacteristically shocked. “If you want to raise one, I have no problem with it.”

Jiang Baihe did indeed want to take the cat home. But she was out filming every day; if she really kept it, she’d have to leave it at the house. Fortunately, Auntie Chen was there to help look after pets, so she didn’t have to worry about it starving. The only uncertainty was whether Yan Shu would mind having a pet in the house.

Hearing Yan Shu’s non-objection, Jiang Baihe breathed a secret sigh of relief. She tilted her camera down so the cat appeared on screen, saying with a low laugh, “Daughter, come and say hi to your mom.”

The white cat at her feet was very perceptive. Hearing Jiang Baihe’s call, it gave two vigorous “meows” as if it were truly greeting Yan Shu.

On the other end of the phone, Yan Shu’s attention wasn’t on the cat at all; instead, she was stunned by Jiang Baihe’s words. She couldn’t help but pinch her earlobe and issued a weak reprimand: “Speak properly.”

“Hmm? How am I not speaking properly?” Jiang Baihe played dumb, teasing her: “This is the little daughter I picked up. I am her mother. By extension, she definitely has to call you ‘Mom.’”

“Right, Meow-meow?”

“Meow—” The white cat gave an innocent cry.

The cat knew nothing; the cat was just a cute little thing. Meanwhile, Yan Shu, being teased repeatedly by Jiang Baihe, felt herself growing increasingly warm. She had initially wanted to hang up, but then she thought of the staggering number “100” on the report from the afternoon and found a rare surge of tolerance.

Seeing Yan Shu on the verge of becoming “embarrassed-into-rage,” Jiang Baihe smiled and didn’t dare tease her further. “Alright, I’m going to take her for a check-up in a bit. If she’s healthy, I’ll bring her home next time.”

Even an ‘ugly daughter-in-law’ has to see the family eventually, let alone a beautiful cat.

Yan Shu cleared her throat. “Okay. When you come home, I have something I want to tell you as well.”

Hearing the phrase “when you come home,” Jiang Baihe felt a sense of comfort spread through her whole body. She smiled slightly. “It’s not bad news, is it?”

Yan Shu mused for a moment. She couldn’t determine if the fact that Jiang Baihe’s compatibility with every other Omega was zero was “good” or “bad” for Jiang Baihe. It was likely bad news… After all, which Alpha could easily accept the result of being bonded to one and only one Omega for the rest of their life?

But she didn’t dare reveal it now. She knew Jiang Baihe’s scenes were nearing the end and feared this sudden revelation would affect her performance. She also feared… the look of anger Jiang Baihe might have once she knew the result.

Yan Shu sighed internally, but kept her face calm as she replied, “You’ll know when you get back.”

Hearing how mysterious Yan Shu was being, Jiang Baihe guessed it might have to do with their pending medical reports, but she couldn’t pinpoint the exact content. However, seeing that Yan Shu looked normal, she wasn’t overly worried.

They chatted for a while longer until Jiang Baihe saw Tang Yuan approaching with the cardboard box. Jiang Baihe said her goodbyes. Just as she was about to hang up, seeing that Yan Shu’s mood seemed a bit low, Jiang Baihe felt an urge to make her happy. She blurted out:

“Actually, the reason I wanted to keep this cat is because I saw a shadow of you in it—”

“Little President Yan, I miss you so much.”

Sihai Entertainment

The screen had gone black, but Yan Shu had yet to snap out of it. Those final words Jiang Baihe said kept echoing in her mind. They made her restless, but they also touched her soul.

Her logic told her she shouldn’t be so impulsive, but her emotional consciousness took over and she pressed the intercom on her desk. Jin Wen quickly entered from the secretary’s office.

“President Yan, you called for me?” She looked at Yan Shu, who was sitting with her fingers interlaced under her chin, looking solemn as if contemplating a grave event. Jin Wen immediately became serious as well.

Was Sihai under another business attack? Were the senior leaders of the Yan family secretly plotting a coup? Or…

Jin Wen went through every possible disaster in her head until Yan Shu spoke: “What is my schedule for this week?”

As Yan Shu’s most capable assistant, Jin Wen recited the arrangements without a second thought: “Tomorrow we have the quarterly executive meeting and department briefings. The day after is the MAX Group contract negotiation. The day after that… Saturday is a dinner with the leaders of Mingsheng Group.”

Yan Shu’s face remained unchanged. “Cancel all of the weekend schedule. Book two plane tickets.”

“Understood, I will follow up,” Jin Wen recorded the instructions, preparing to go on a business trip. “So, President Yan, where are we going?”

“City J.”

Jin Wen nodded habitually, but a second later, once she realized the destination: “…”

Jin Wen: ???