A Milky-Orange Scented Omega Became a Sensation via a Dating Show [Entertainment Industry] - Chapter 5

Zhong Lin’s eyes were blank. Driven by intense curiosity, she couldn’t help but mutter to herself, “But why does he want to give you monkeys? You’re clearly not a monkey…”

Pei Yi turned her face away, her crimson lips trembling slightly. She was nearly bursting with suppressed rage, her voice shaking: “Shut up!”

Standing by the iron railing, the cameraman let out a “pfft,” nearly failing to stifle his laughter. The lens wobbled for a second before he stabilized the camera to capture the shot of the two of them before departure.

The livestream audience heard it too. The male Omega’s “frightening” comment about “having monkeys” (giving birth) triggered a tidal wave of reactions:

【 Hahahahaha I’m dying!! Look how mad Yiyi is! 】

【 Weld the car doors shut, nobody is leaving today~~ 】

【 I’ll do it! I’ll do it! Wife, come home with me, our kids are already done!! 】

【 She’s doing it on purpose, right? Who doesn’t know what that means… 】

【 Speechless (WJBY). This counts as sexual harassment, right??? Zhong Lin, get out! 】

【 I think Zhong Lin actually doesn’t know what it means. Her eyes are so blank; she’s not faking it. 】

【 Really? I don’t believe it. E-Fans, keep spamming ‘Zhong Lin Get Out’ on the screen! 】

The moment the High-Speed Flyer launched, the wheels screeched against the metal tracks. The engine roared with a piercing, terrifying sound.

The speed was incredibly fast. Sharp screams echoed in the air. Even the little male Omega behind them was shouting “Ah! Ah!” at the top of his lungs, completely losing his shy, modest image in front of his goddess. For ordinary humans, it was indeed thrilling—blood surging through expanding veins and adrenaline skyrocketing to bring an extreme rush of pleasure.

As for the Baize cub Zhong Lin, she seemed infected by the people around her and unconsciously started shouting “Ah! Ah!” as well. It was the first time she had lost her composure like this. Her cheeks felt a bit hot, and feeling a little embarrassed, she glanced sideways at the person next to her.

The ride moved at high speed, wind whipping against their faces—

Pei Yi sat rigidly. Her ink-black hair was disheveled by the wind, strands brushing against her fair neck. Her upturned eyes, usually full of a charming yet heroic spirit, had slightly dilated pupils now, and her eyes were glistening with moisture. She was clearly in a state of high tension.

Pei Yi was as pale as paper, her lips pressed into a tight line. Her slender fingers gripped the seat handles so hard her knuckles turned white.

Zhong Lin silently moved her arm outward and covered the other girl’s hand with her own, giving a reassuring pat to the fingers clenching the seat.

A warm sensation spread across the back of Pei Yi’s hand. The girl’s hand was very soft, and her warmth seeped through with a sense of comfort. Pei Yi turned her head and saw the fair little hand resting on hers. Her heart felt a tiny scratch of emotion, and even the inside of her wrist tingled slightly where they touched.

For a moment, Pei Yi dazed off.

A few minutes later, the ride abruptly decelerated. The friction against the rails roared again as the “High-Speed Flyer” returned to the platform.

The tourists were buzzing:

“My head almost got flung off!”

“Right? My brains were about to be shaken out…”

“Holy—! That last turn! I’m totally dazed!”

For the Baize cub, the feeling wasn’t that intense… back in her original form, she could fly, after all.

The hand with the now-chilled fingertips slowly slipped out from under Zhong Lin’s palm.

“Let’s go,” Pei Yi said softly, closing her eyes. She stood up first, and Zhong Lin followed obediently behind her.

Pei Yi was as commanding as ever, her back straight and her black dress highlighting her long, graceful legs. However, if one looked closely, her calves were trembling slightly, and her steps were a bit unsteady.

As she tried to maintain her composure while walking back to the platform, things took a turn for the worse. Her body swayed on the steps, and she looked like she was about to fall—until a hand caught her arm. The fingers were soft and warm.

Pei Yi’s heart tightened. Zhong Lin’s voice came from behind: “Careful. Let me help you?”

“Let go,” Pei Yi said, reaching out to pry the hand away. “I can walk by myself.”

The cameraman and staff approached, the camera zooming in on Pei Yi’s pale profile. A staff member whispered, “Did you have fun?”

Suddenly, Pei Yi covered her mouth with one hand. Her stomach churned, and a sour sensation rose in her throat. She felt like she was going to throw up. The staff member looked bewildered: Do I look that disgusting?

“Are you feeling unwell?” The cameraman was quick to notice.

Pei Yi waved them off and turned around, leaning against a railing and lowering her slender neck. She ducked her head and retched. It was the first time Pei Yi had ever been this disheveled—and it was right in front of the cameras.

Pei Yi took out a tissue, her heart feeling cold, and slowly wiped her lips.

Beside her, Zhong Lin turned around, stretching out her arm and spreading her fingers to cover the cameraman’s lens. “Hey! Don’t record this part for the livestream!”

She looked a bit silly, like a puppy guarding its food.

A curve involuntarily tugged at the corner of Pei Yi’s crimson lips again. She let out a soft laugh at the other girl’s childishness, but a sudden wave of warmth hit her heart. The warmth lasted only a moment before vanishing.

This person is Zhong Lin—the Omega guest I hated most for the past two days! But in that moment, what happened? Why did she suddenly feel like Zhong Lin wasn’t so annoying anymore?

If Zhong Lin could maintain this attitude, Pei Yi might consider reducing her level of “disgust” toward this “magical girl.”

Despite Zhong Lin’s body blocking most of the lens, the audience still caught a glimpse of Pei Yi’s discomfort:

【 Suddenly seeing a close-up of the baby’s beautiful face [blush] 】

【 Ahhh, my Yiyi is so pitiful~~ 】

【 Heartbroken +1 】

【 It’s all Zhong Lin’s fault. She’s crazy for forcing Pei Yi to ride that! 】

【 U1S1, the hater above is so ugly! Didn’t you see Zhong Lin say she wanted to give it up earlier? 】

【 I think I saw Zhong Lin blocking the camera for Yiyi? Why does this feel a bit sweet??? 】

The group moved to a nearby pavilion to rest. Some of the pavilions in Happy Valley were very creative, shaped like red-and-white polka-dot mushrooms. Super cute~

Zhong Lin stared at the mushroom cap from a distance, and after entering, she began staring at the white, stalk-like pillars. Pei Yi sat at a round “mushroom table,” propping her face in one hand. Her eyelashes were lowered, and there was a hint of gloom between her brows.

In a momentary daze, the person beside her disappeared. That former pest, clout-chaser, and stalker had actually abandoned her to go play by herself?!

When Pei Yi realized this, her long lashes fluttered, and her lips pulled downward. She didn’t even know what she was feeling disappointed about. Zhong Lin’s “distorted admiration” had vanished; she should be happy! She finally got rid of a nuisance!

She must have been shaken silly by the Flyer… Thinking this, her lips started to curve up, only to drop back down immediately.

Zhong Lin came running back, huffing and puffing. “You’re back?” Pei Yi asked, surprised.

“Have some water~” Zhong Lin placed a disposable paper cup filled with hot water in front of her.

Zhong Lin had observed the people coming off the ride. Besides Pei Yi, many others—dainty male Omegas, buff Alphas, Betas—they had all thrown up. Humans were truly fragile. Even the strongest Alpha could be defeated by the wheels of the High-Speed Flyer.

Zhong Lin had actually left to find a staff member to get a cup of hot water for Pei Yi.

The audience was touched by this thoughtful “sweetheart”:

【 Drinking hot water cures everything~ 】

【 My god, the baby is so warm! 】

【 Hehe, I thought she had the self-awareness to run away. 】

【 I… I don’t want to hate Zhong Lin anymore. I actually want to ship them??! 】

“Pei Yi,” Zhong Lin said suddenly, her voice soft and sweet like one child coaxing another. “You need to rest.”

“Then I’ll sit for a while,” Pei Yi replied. Her heart felt a bit warmer, and she nodded in agreement.

Zhong Lin: “Okay. Then… can I go play by myself?” She fidgeted with her fingers, hesitating for a moment before speaking her heart’s desire.

The staff gave her an “OK” gesture. Zhong Lin’s heart leaped with joy. No more fear, no more worrying about being hated by the female lead—she could finally play happily on her own!!

Pei Yi: “I think you can—”

Before Pei Yi could finish her sentence, Zhong Lin took off like a joyful little pony. Happy~ (:з)∠)

Watching Zhong Lin’s receding figure, the tiny flame of emotion in Pei Yi’s heart was instantly snuffed out. She quickly realized that Zhong Lin’s interest and attention were no longer on her at all. Amusement rides, commercials, desserts, and show tasks… everything was more important than her in Zhong Lin’s eyes.

The distorted love Zhong Lin once had was, in the end, given to the wrong person. It turned out love doesn’t just disappear; it transfers. Like blue skies turning into a storm that sweeps everything away…

Pei Yi should have been happy, but her lips pulled down again. She wasn’t angry or disappointed.

She was so happy. (╬￣皿￣)

By the time Zhong Lin came back to find her, it was nearly dark. Pei Yi had been left to dry in the mushroom pavilion for most of the day. As the youngest Best Actress and the heiress of Fanghong Group, how could she play in Happy Valley alone?!

A date for two, but one person was lonely. How cruel! To this, Pei Yi said: Really, she was so happy! (▼皿▼#)!

The trademark smile for the camera had long since vanished. Pei Yi’s face was expressionless, her eyes empty and numb. She slowly stood up from the small stool. The mushroom stool, mushroom table, and mushroom pavilion had accompanied her through her “Date Time.” She had stared at the sky from sunrise to sunset. She felt like she was turning into a mushroom herself.

“Pei Yi,” Zhong Lin’s voice suddenly rang out. “I…”

At that moment, a familiar figure approached. In her off-the-shoulder white shirt and denim shorts, Zhong Lin waved to Pei Yi from a distance. The movement tugged at her collar, revealing her exquisite collarbones. The setting sun outlined the girl’s silhouette.

Pei Yi: “…” Heh. So you actually remembered to come back?