A No-CP Female Lead is Pregnant with the Uxorilocal Alpha’s Cub - Chapter 1

It was already deep into the night at the private club on the nineteenth floor of Yinfeng SOHO.

A celebration banquet in the entertainment industry was in full swing. Fine clothes, elegant hair, drunken luxury, and dazzling excess filled the room, as if anyone who stepped inside would lose themselves without realizing it and never find their way back.

In one corner of the lively private room, the shifting lights cut the silent, unremarkable female Alpha sitting there into alternating patches of brightness and shadow, isolating her from the rest of the world.

She sat casually in the booth, legs crossed, chin half propped in one hand, staring expressionlessly at the female Omega surrounded by people in the center of the room. The light flickered across her face, making it impossible to read her true emotions.

The phone in her pocket kept vibrating. She did not even need to look to know who the messages were from.

Song Ranxue had been transmigrated here for three days.

Before transmigrating into this book, she had also been the ACE of a hugely popular girl group, an all-around entertainer working across two fields, only one step away from becoming a top celebrity. But during a concert tour, she had been killed by a teammate. A stage five meters high… just like that, someone behind her had shoved her hard. The fierce rush of wind roared past her ears, her soul seemed to leave her body, and when she opened her eyes again, she was already in a completely different place.

She had become a passerby character with the same name as herself in a no-CP, strong-female-lead ABO novel.

At first, she thought she could start over in the book. After all, this was a no-CP novel, and she was only an unremarkable passerby character who barely even had a name. But reality was not so kind.

“Bzzzz—”

The phone in her pocket was still vibrating nonstop, irritating her. Song Ranxue withdrew her gaze and casually took out her phone to check. Just like before, it was filled with push notifications from social media, endless abuse directed at the original owner. Every single message was shocking to look at.

—Song Ranxue, get out of the entertainment industry!

—Song Ranxue, stop trying to leech off the hype!

—Song Ranxue, if you have the guts to sell misery, then come out openly and apologize to Yaya!

—Song Ranxue, lip-syncing bitch, go die!

…

Yes. The original owner of this body had also been extremely unlucky. She had offended another teammate in her group and was directly stabbed in the back by her, to the point that she was now being hated across the entire internet.

The original owner was twenty years old this year and still a poor university student. Because she needed to earn money to support her family, she had resolutely signed with an agency and become a trainee. After struggling through several years of training and finally making it to debut, she had been backstabbed by another Omega in her duo named Tang Heya.

And that female Omega named Tang Heya was now in the most conspicuous spot in the center of the private room, surrounded by everyone like a blooming flower arrangement, smiling sweetly, looking every inch like a winner in life.

This cannon fodder, who was not much better off than the original owner, insisted that the original owner had no talent but insisted on marketing herself anyway. She claimed that most of the songs from their debut had clearly been written by Tang Heya, yet the original owner had deliberately passed them off as her own. Not only that, in order to make more fans like her, she had intentionally sold misery, saying that her mother and younger sister were gravely ill, and that she was still a university student, but that no matter what, she would never let everyone’s expectations down.

Words like these, half true and half false, were the most capable of misleading people. Coupled with the necessary videos and audio recordings as “proof,” nearly everyone online sided with Tang Heya, completely pushing the original owner to the margins.

Originally, if the original owner had explained her real circumstances and presented enough evidence, she would not have been hated this badly. However, Tang Heya then “accidentally” revealed in a solo interview that the original owner had long since latched onto a powerful figure in the industry, that she always bullied and excluded Tang Heya in private, that every time they went onstage she would lip-sync and drag Tang Heya into cleaning up her mess… One thing after another was exposed until, in the end, the original owner became someone loathed by both humans and gods. As a result, she had gained a massive wave of anti-fans right after debuting.

Trying to clear her name had already become impossible.

Song Ranxue stared expressionlessly at the abuse on her phone. Her deep amber eyes reflected the shifting light, flickering between brightness and darkness. Sitting around waiting for death had never been her style.

She was just about to pick up the cup of warm water on the table and take a sip when a shadow fell over her. Before she could identify who it was, the other person spoke first. “Ah-Xue, why have you been sitting here all night? Is the entertainment not interesting enough, or do you think I stole your spotlight?”

As the female Omega in front of her spoke, she also noticed the notifications constantly popping up on Song Ranxue’s phone. Looking at those nauseating insults, she seemed extremely shocked. “Ah-Xue, how can they insult you like this? Today is clearly such a wonderful day—our new album is selling so well. You performed so well onstage, so how can they say those things about you?”

Song Ranxue said nothing. Nor did she reach for the cup on the table again. Instead, she slowly raised her head and looked at her.

She barely needed to look to know that the exquisitely made-up, green-tea-flavored female Omega before her was Tang Heya, the teammate who had backstabbed the original owner. Just looking at her made people feel uncomfortable.

“Ah-Xue, why aren’t you saying anything? Are you so angry that you’ve gone silly?” Seeing her sit silently on the sofa, Tang Heya’s tone grew even more worried, as if she were truly terrified that something had happened to her teammate. She looked at Song Ranxue with an expression of extreme concern.

“Is there any wine?”

Song Ranxue’s expression remained calm, and her tone was also indifferent, with no emotion audible in it, as if this were nothing more than an extremely casual question.

“What?” Tang Heya had not heard what she had just said clearly, so she could only ask again.

“Is there any wine?” Song Ranxue cooperated very well and repeated herself.

“Wine?”

“The glass in your hand will do too.”

Song Ranxue’s voice was detached, making her temperament seem even more like mist and smoke, as if she would scatter at the slightest touch.

Tang Heya looked at her like this and felt disdain in her heart, yet for some reason, she was a little afraid of her. It was as if she had been bewitched by those hazy, mist-veiled eyes. By some strange impulse, she handed over the glass of red wine in her hand.

Song Ranxue took the red wine in one motion and rose from her seat with an unhurried composure, making it impossible for anyone to guess what she intended to do.

The original owner was an Alpha. Her rank might not have been high, but she was extremely tall, nearly 1.8 meters. Even without wearing heels, her entire bearing looked calm and faint like mountain mist, as if she would disperse with a single breath. But the moment she stood up, she had more presence than Tang Heya, who was wearing eight-centimeter heels.

Under Tang Heya’s puzzled gaze, Song Ranxue slowly lifted the glass of red wine in her hand. Then, with one swift motion, she splashed it straight onto Tang Heya’s face, which had been painted with exquisite, calculating makeup, drenching her face, head, and hair completely!

The crimson wine slowly dripped down along her sharp, delicate jaw, staining the equally exquisite snow-white dress she wore.

“Song Ranxue!” Tang Heya had been splashed all over her head and face. She looked at the Alpha before her, whose expression remained calm, even somewhat mild, in disbelief. Her face twisted hideously, nearly exploding with rage.

Song Ranxue did not speak. She had never liked speaking much. Before she transmigrated into the book, her fans always said she was like mountain mist, liable to disappear if one looked away for even a moment. Only the tear mole beneath her left eyelid gave people a clear point to remember.

It was clearly a calm, unruffled face, one that seemed as if it might vanish at any moment even when thrown onto a stage, yet she had always made people remember her easily.

Sometimes, certain people and certain things did not require a long time spent together. One fleeting glimpse was enough to leave a deep impression on others.

And yet it was this same unremarkable, placid face, placed in this decadent, dazzling private room, that had actually done such a wonderful thing in full view of everyone. In an instant, she drew everyone’s attention. They all stopped what they were doing and stared at Tang Heya and Song Ranxue, their eyes filled with shock and curiosity.

“Ah-Xue, why did you splash me? Are you blaming me for neglecting you? Or do you think those rumors online were spread by me? We’ve been teammates for so many years. Do you still not trust me?” Seeing everyone in the private room look over, Tang Heya reacted extremely quickly. She immediately forced herself to change her expression and face, putting on a wronged and pitiful look, shoving all the blame onto Song Ranxue as she tried to sell misery once again.

“Miss Tang, you know perfectly well why you deserved that glass of red wine. As for the lawyer’s summons—you can wait to receive it too.”

“Also, as you wished, I’ll be terminating my contract with this current trash agency.”

Song Ranxue had never been someone who swallowed her anger in silence. In the book, the original owner was only a passerby character with no written description at all, yet she had still been bullied this badly. Since Song Ranxue had transmigrated into her, she absolutely would not allow herself to be bullied.

During these past three days, she had also given herself time to adapt and to make plans for what came next, so that she could live more smoothly in this book.

And now, this was the beginning of her plan. After this, she still had plenty of good things waiting for Tang Heya.

She took two steps closer to Tang Heya. Tang Heya, guilty and frightened, also took two steps back. Looking at her twisted expression, both terrified and furious, Song Ranxue smiled in an extremely good mood, which made Tang Heya’s scalp go numb. It was as if this was the first time she had truly met this mild, easygoing teammate.

Song Ranxue naturally could not stay here any longer. She was completely out of place in this atmosphere, and she had no desire to deal with these people. Since she had already done such a delightful good deed, it was necessary for her to leave quickly.

Otherwise, who knew how Tang Heya would retaliate against her?

Therefore, she barely glanced at the surrounding people before walking straight outside. Her back and waist were perfectly straight, her eyes fixed forward, her whole bearing stern and untouchable.

Dozens of people in the private room watched Song Ranxue leave just like that, their eyes wide as saucers, their expressions stunned. It seemed none of them had expected that an Alpha with such a low presence in ordinary times would actually be this capable.

For a moment, no one dared provoke her.

“President Xuan, look… We entered the wrong private room. The place we arranged wasn’t here.”

The private room door had originally been tightly shut, yet at some point, it had been pushed open. At the entrance stood a crowd surrounding a female Omega in a sharp black suit, her figure slender and full, her beauty cold and striking. She had most likely seen the farce just now and only now came back to her senses, looking without the slightest restraint at the female Alpha walking toward them.

Song Ranxue’s face remained indifferent from beginning to end. Her temperament was as bland as warm water, and the tear mole beneath her eyelid appeared and disappeared faintly. She seemed to be looking at the crowd at the door, and yet also seemed not to be looking at them at all. She walked straight out, as if everyone here simply did not exist.

However, the cold and beautiful Omega surrounded by the crowd, whose presence was uniquely striking, stared at her for a long time. Her gaze was utterly unconcealed, to the point that Song Ranxue noticed it too. Her eyes narrowed slightly as she looked back at her, and a flash of amazement passed through them.

But her steps did not stop. She continued walking forward, as if she had no intention of provoking anyone else.

—Holy crap! The biggest villain in the whole book has appeared?! No way, no way, no way!

—This Alpha didn’t even get a description of her appearance in the book. How do you know she’s the villain?

—We don’t need to know what this Alpha looks like. We only need to know that the villain has a tear mole under her eyelid!

—So, Xingxing, charge! Tame her! Toy with her! Then abandon her!

…

Leng Xingxuan watched one bullet comment after another fly before her eyes and felt dazzled. Naturally, she did not have the habit of staring at strangers, but the bullet comments drifting before her eyes like snowflakes made it impossible for her not to glance at Song Ranxue a few more times.

Not to mention that the bullet comments had already spoiled to her that this female Alpha had an unusual identity. She naturally had to pay a little more attention.

—Xingxing, go for it! Are you really just going to stand there and stare at her? Are you incapable? Omega your way over there! Otherwise, you’re not worthy of your strong-female-lead status!

Leng Xingxuan looked at this bolded, red bullet comment flying past her eyes and was too lazy to pay it any attention. However, the pheromones on her body clearly did not think the same way. Just as Song Ranxue was about to brush past her, a wisp of them actually seeped out like a hooligan, happily chasing after Song Ranxue’s position, shamelessly wrapping itself tightly around the Alpha’s pale, slender wrist.

In an instant, Song Ranxue turned her head, looking at Leng Xingxuan with surprise and astonishment in her eyes.

—Oh-ho, has Sister finally failed to suppress her beastly side?! (fly rubbing hands together excitedly.jpg)

Leng Xingxuan: ???