A No-CP Female Lead is Pregnant with the Uxorilocal Alpha’s Cub - Chapter 17

The talent agency that had sent Song Ranxue the private message on Weibo and invited her to an audition was called “Starlight Entertainment.” It wasn’t a particularly new or massive company, nor did it seem especially famous, but it was known in the industry for producing highly capable artists and providing decent resources.

While the company wasn’t huge, its reputation was solid.

Recently, the company had begun a major expansion and was launching a new girl group. However, the group was missing one member; they hadn’t been satisfied with any candidates they’d found. When they saw Song Ranxue trending, they initially thought it was just another “clout-chasing” stunt, but to their surprise… the hype was real.

The planned group, “Rainbow Whale,” was a five-member team, specifically an all-female Alpha group. Currently, there were four members who trained together regularly and got along quite well.

When they saw Song Ranxue’s improvised performance of Just Like Fire, they were absolutely stunned. They called her voice a “healing gift from the heavens,” or even, without exaggeration, “the voice of a saint.” Her opening note alone was enough to captivate anyone.

At the same time, their manager, Sister Qin, noticed the hot search. Before even greeting her trainees, she had her assistant send a private message to Song Ranxue, hoping for a collaboration. Only after the message was sent did she go to the group to break the news.

Coincidentally, as she was leaving, the tentative group leader, Duan Qianying, was coming to find her. She was excited and eager to recommend Song Ranxue as the perfect main vocalist.

When they met, Manager Lin Qin was all smiles. “Don’t we need one more person for the group? Someone who can be the main vocal and has solid fundamentals? I’ve found someone!”

Duan Qianying was surprised. “Sister Qin, really? I found one too! Her name is Song Ranxue! Her singing is damn near heavenly!”

“Such a coincidence? The person I found is also named Song Ranxue!” Sister Qin was delighted to find they were on the same page. “In that case, we’ll add her to the shortlist and interview her in a few days.”

Thus, the final member’s audition was set for a few days later.

During those few days, Song Ranxue continued her gig at the “Ran” bar. She had been surprised to find that the bar shared a character with her name (Ran).

Song Ranxue had accepted the invitation from Rainbow Whale and successfully terminated her contract with her original agency. She had cleared her name, and her reputation was relatively clean now.

Everything was moving in a positive direction. Furthermore, the female lead hadn’t contacted her in days. Song felt she had finally returned to her role as a background character.

In the original novel, “Rainbow Whale” barely got any mention—it was a footnote used to illustrate the female lead’s excellent investment foresight. Overall, it had little to do with Leng Xingxuan herself.

Therefore, Song Ranxue felt safe going to the interview. Learning from her previous mistake, she double-checked the address multiple times. Only when she arrived at the site and confirmed it was indeed the Rainbow Whale selection did she relax and fill out the registration forms.

Rainbow Whale had a neutral, slightly rock-inspired “visual kei” style. Each member’s outfit was conceptual and eye-catching.

Because the original host was poor, she didn’t have many clothes. Matching their style perfectly was difficult, but getting close to it wasn’t hard.

Today, Song Ranxue wore a short, dark blue checkered top with slight puff sleeves, revealing a sliver of her slim waist. She paired it with black straight-leg cropped jeans with rivets at the split ankles and loafers. The look was sleek and neutral.

She also applied a heavier, conceptual makeup look. Rainbow Whale wasn’t “tacky” visual kei; it was high-concept. Each member represented an animal. Song Ranxue felt like a winter snow leopard—once she appeared, her prey would tremble.

She focused her makeup on her crimson tear mole, making it a striking feature that people would notice instantly.

After filling out the forms, she went to the waiting room. As she turned, she thought she saw a familiar figure, but the person vanished before she could get a good look.

Song assumed she was just nervous. Although she hadn’t seen Leng Xingxuan in days, she still remembered her previous blunder every time she entered a building like this. It was humiliating. She triple-checked everything to ensure no more “misunderstandings” occurred.

There were quite a few candidates, but they were in separate waiting rooms, so Song didn’t have a chance to talk to them.

Before long, it was her turn. She was nervous but stood up calmly, maintaining an impenetrable expression as she followed the staff to the interview room.

The room was huge, with six interviewers. However, the third interviewer in the center seat—the “C-position”—was missing, presumably away on urgent business.

Song Ranxue introduced herself. She didn’t know the interviewers, but they were clearly interested in her, asking various questions. Having dealt with the media in her past life, she found their questions easy to answer and spoke fluently.

After the basic exchange, an interviewer had a staff member bring a box for a drawing. “The next task is difficult. It tests a candidate’s songwriting ability. Please draw a topic and provide a response.”

Song Ranxue nodded and calmly drew a slip of paper.

“Miss Song, you drew a task to perform an improvised piece of music or song for our Number 3 interviewer. It must be an original work. You have thirty minutes to prepare. It doesn’t need to be long or complex, but it must fit the temperament and style of our Number 3 interviewer.”

Song Ranxue: “???”

She looked at the empty seat. Just as she was about to ask who the third interviewer was, the door opened with a click. Song instinctively looked back, her eyes widening in shock. She doubted her own eyes—how could Leng Xingxuan be here?

— She looks so shocked~ Hahahaha, did Xing-Xing achieve her goal of revenge?

— Seeing Xue-Xue surprised makes me happy~ There’s more fun waiting for her~

— So, how is Xing-Xing going to ‘treat’ (torment) Xue-Xue next? Teehee~

The person entering was indeed Leng Xingxuan. Seeing Song Ranxue’s stunned expression, she raised an eyebrow and let a smirk play on her lips. The frustrations of the past few days seemed to vanish.

Seeing the Alpha unhappy made her happy. As she brushed past her, she paused slightly and whispered, “It’s been a while, Miss Song.”

Song Ranxue’s face paled. She thought she would never have to deal with Leng Xingxuan again, but it seemed the woman had no intention of letting her go.

Then again, she still had 20 million sitting in her bank account. Until that money was returned, she was tethered to this woman. The thought made her skin crawl.

“Alright, Miss Song. This is our Number 3 interviewer. You have five minutes before your performance begins.”

Song Ranxue: “…” This is a death trap.

However, no matter how reluctant she was, she wouldn’t give up her chance. Even if, in all likelihood, she wouldn’t be selected.

Thirty minutes later, she returned to the room. Leng Xingxuan sat in the center of the panel with that same calm, mocking expression. Song Ranxue glanced at her once before looking away. She adjusted her mic and signaled the live band to begin.

It was a lighthearted song—so lighthearted that one could almost miss the biting sarcasm in the lyrics.

“I thought the white snow was flawless,

But the passerby falls through a hollow step.

Oh, beneath the perfection, it’s crawling with lice.

Bright eyes, white teeth, tempting as cherry blossoms,

Girl, don’t be a fool,

That’s just an alluring trap…”

The lyrics were full of twists, describing the flaws beneath perfection. The interviewers weren’t stupid; they could hear the friction in the song. They glanced worriedly at Leng Xingxuan, fearing she would explode.

To their surprise, Leng Xingxuan listened to the entire song with an unmoving expression. When Song Ranxue finished the improvisation, the room went silent. You could hear a pin drop.

Song Ranxue’s eyes were fixed on Leng Xingxuan. She was surprised there was no reaction, but she knew Leng had understood every word. No “protagonist” with a temper would tolerate someone staying to oppose them.

So, after the song, Song Ranxue didn’t say a word. She gave a polite bow and walked out, looking utterly resolute—as if she knew she’d lost and was burning her bridges.

— Wait, wait, what was that? Did she do it on purpose?

— The Great Villain is indeed talented; she can insult people without using a single repeat word.

— I feel bad for my Xing-Xing. The Villain really needs a taste of her own medicine, right!

— Xing-Xing, go! If you don’t act, you aren’t a CEO!

Song Ranxue intended to leave immediately, regardless of the result. But when she returned to her temporary waiting room, the female Beta who had injected her in that dark alley was blocking the door. Her face was expressionless, her words succinct: “Miss Song, you can’t leave. Our boss wants to see you.”

Song Ranxue: “I don’t—”

Five minutes later, she was practically hauled into a heavily tinted SUV. As she sat down, before she could figure out what was happening, she met Leng Xingxuan’s mocking gaze in the dim cabin.

The Omega propped her chin on her hand and leaned in slightly, looking as elegant and lazy as a cat. “Song Ranxue, are you afraid of me?”

Song Ranxue was about to speak when she noticed something on the Omega’s wrist: the cinnabar “good luck” string she had been looking for everywhere. Her head snapped up, her expression changing instantly.

— Oh ho! We’ve finally reached the ‘test point’!!!