A No-CP Female Lead is Pregnant with the Uxorilocal Alpha’s Cub - Chapter 2

Even though Song Ranxue had only been an Alpha for three days—a “layman” who had just joined the profession—she might not have “eaten pork,” but she had certainly “seen a pig run.” There was no way she didn’t know what was currently wrapped around her wrist.

She stared at the pheromones clinging to her for a long while before looking up, bewildered, at the Omega who was inexplicably releasing them. Her gaze was slightly complicated.

As Leng Xingxuan met Song Ranxue’s eyes, her face remained expressionless, but internally, she was embarrassed enough to dig out an entire moon with her toes.

— No matter how cold someone looks on the outside, their pheromones don’t lie!

— Big Sister is such a ‘closet pervert,’ I love it!

— Quick, conquer the villain and then dump her! I live for the ‘Crematorium’ angst!!!

— Not gonna lie, this villain is pretty good-looking. Totally my type.

Leng Xingxuan truly did not want to see these lewd comments on the bullet-chat, but her pheromones had indeed… mysteriously teased the other party. Now, she couldn’t even pull them back. She furrowed her brows slightly, looking troubled.

She had clearly taken a suppressor not long ago, and her control over her pheromones had always been excellent. So what was happening now?

…Were even her own pheromones backstabbing her?

“Miss, I may be appearing in such an ‘indecent’ place, but I am a very decent person myself. Please reel in your pheromones.”

Song Ranxue had assumed Leng Xingxuan would retract them quickly. However, after counting to ten in her head with no movement from the other side, she realized she couldn’t just walk away carrying someone else’s scent. If she wasn’t careful, it might trigger an early rut for her, which would be incredibly troublesome.

She eventually stepped closer and spoke in a low voice.

Her time was limited. The people in that booth were likely paralyzed by shock from her earlier stunt, but once they snapped out of it, a relentless wave of retaliation would follow. She had to leave fast.

“…”

Seeing her approach, Leng Xingxuan instinctively took a step back, her expression guarded.

Song Ranxue: “…” Am I the creep here, or are you? Is that much defense really necessary?

“My apologies.” Leng Xingxuan’s face remained stoic, but her internal embarrassment deepened. Did she not want to take them back? It was just that… her pheromones were currently ignoring her commands entirely. What could she do?

Seeing her decent attitude, Song Ranxue didn’t press further, simply waiting for her to retract the scent while keeping a wary eye on the movement coming from the booth behind them.

She waited a long time… but the pheromones wrapped around her wrist showed no sign of retreating. In fact, they began to spiral up her arm with a “push and pull” rhythm, as if they were flirting.

Song Ranxue’s gaze toward Leng Xingxuan turned probing and startled. She hadn’t expected someone who looked so dignified to tease her so boldly in front of so many people.

The original host was an Alpha, after all. How could she be so brazen?

Song Ranxue stopped waiting. Her aura suddenly turned sharp. Like warm water that starts to bubble when brought to a boil, her presence made the surrounding people hold their breath. The bodyguards nearby grew tense, ready to move in and protect Leng Xingxuan at a moment’s notice.

“Miss Omega…” Song Ranxue emphasized the words slightly, hoping the woman would stop clinging to her. Otherwise, her escape plan would be completely derailed.

Leng Xingxuan, who was usually a person of her word and rarely found herself in such awkward situations, pursed her lips. Knowing this couldn’t continue, she finally said, “Miss Alpha, can we have a word in private?”

Song Ranxue: “?”

She really didn’t get it. This Omega showed no signs of being in heat, her eyes were clear, and she was perfectly lucid. How could she not retract a single strand of pheromones? Was she suffering from some strange illness?

After speaking, Leng Xingxuan fell silent, staring fixedly at her. It was clear: if Song didn’t agree, Leng would let her pheromones continue the harassment.

Song Ranxue: “…” I have truly never met someone so thick-skinned!

— Why are this A and O just staring at each other? Is this a silent movie?

— Xing-Xing, you’re a top-tier Omega, you have to take the initiative!

— For some reason, I’m totally shipping the Female Lead and the Villain (hides face).

— Exposing my fetishes +1!

“Fine, then let’s—”

“Song Ranxue! You dared splash wine on Ya-Ya? You’ve gone too far!”

Song Ranxue was currently standing near the door. Before she could finish her sentence, a shout of abuse came from behind. She instinctively dodged to the side. A split second later, there was a loud shatter as a glass of red wine splashed onto the floor right where she had been standing.

“Sister Ying, please don’t start a fight for me. Ah-Xue… Ah-Xue must have misunderstood me to do such a thing… Don’t blame her… sob sob…”

Without even looking, Song Ranxue knew who it was. Tang Heya’s “pitiful” voice grated on her ears. She could guess the script: Tang Heya’s lover or “friend” had come to vent their anger, trying to give her a taste of her own medicine with an identical glass of wine.

Song Ranxue looked back. Sure enough, there was Tang Heya crying like a pear blossom in the rain, flanked by another female Alpha glaring at her. Song Ranxue raised an eyebrow, a phantom of a smile appearing on her lips. She snatched a glass of green fruit wine from a passing waiter’s tray and hurled it—straight onto the head of the glaring Alpha!

Then, before anyone could react, she grabbed the wrist of the Omega who had been “harassing” her with pheromones and bolted!

— ????

— What just happened????

— Eloping less than 15 minutes after meeting? Is it allowed to be this exciting? (But I love it!)

— Wait wait wait, the Villain can touch Xing-Xing’s hand! And Xing-Xing isn’t repulsed?!

— It! Seems! So!

Leng Xingxuan was utterly stunned when Song Ranxue seized her wrist and started running. She never expected this Alpha to be so impulsive.

And, she hadn’t expected her to be so “hardcore.” After splashing red wine, she followed up with a glass of “meaningful” green wine—it was truly eye-opening.

If the villain in the book was this interesting, things might actually get fun.

“SONG. RAN. XUE.”

“Sister Ying,” the splashed Alpha, finally snapped out of it. Though she was a side character in the book, she was a side character with actual power. Being drenched so pathetically was an insult she couldn’t ignore. She immediately ordered her bodyguards to chase them down and deliver a beating.

Song Ranxue had thought this through. Three days weren’t enough to change her whole life, but it was enough to strike back at Tang Heya, ruin this “celebration,” and vent some of the original host’s resentment.

If she wanted to continue her career, the “black material” Tang Heya used against her had to be dealt with. This was just the first step.

She pulled Leng Xingxuan along as she ran. She had clearly anticipated this and had familiarized herself with the club’s complex layout beforehand. She navigated the twists and turns with ease, showing no signs of hesitation.

She didn’t try to leave the club immediately. The place was massive and the exits were likely already being watched by “Sister Ying’s” people. Instead of being a “turtle in a jar,” it was better to find a room to hide in first.

Besides… she still had to deal with the Omega’s pheromones.

Song Ranxue looked back at the Omega she had “kidnapped.” Despite the sudden chaos, the woman remained completely composed. Her expression was unreadable, marking her as someone formidable.

However… the pheromones that were originally just wrapped around her wrist had now snaked up her arm, crossed her shoulder, and were nearly touching the gland at the back of her neck.

In ABO society, between two strangers, this was extremely inappropriate and rude.

But Song Ranxue didn’t have time for a lecture. She reached a secluded room, swiped a pre-prepared key card, and pulled Leng Xingxuan inside. She locked the door instantly and finally let out a long breath, regaining her composure.

“Alright, Miss Omega. First, let me apologize. It was my fault for dragging you into this.” Song Ranxue didn’t think she was “wrong” for fighting back, but she had caused trouble for a bystander. Looking at how this woman was treated like royalty, she was likely wealthy and powerful. She had probably come here for something important, so a formal apology was necessary.

— Oh my god, the Villain is so polite! I love her! (holding face)

— First meeting, not even half an hour in, and they’ve already checked into a room. I love this pacing (hides face).

— Quick, quick! Do the thing! Give me the [BEEP]!!!

— The person above, watch out for the chat ban!!!

Leng Xingxuan: “…”

“It’s fine.”

Leng Xingxuan set her phone to silent and sent a quick text to her special assistant telling them not to worry. Only then did she look at Song Ranxue.

The girl was young, barely in her early twenties, with long legs and dark hair tied back in a neat bun. She was dressed casually in a taro-purple checkered top and apricot-white skinny jeans with flat loafers. She looked youthful, spirited, and full of life.

Looking at her, one would never guess she was the story’s ultimate villain.

However, ever since Leng Xingxuan acquired the “Gossip Bullet-Chat System,” over 90% of the spoilers had proven true. That was how she learned she was the protagonist of a No-CP novel titled Alphas Will Only Slow Down My Wealth-Building Speed. It was a shock, but she had accepted it quickly.

Regardless of her role, life had to be lived. The system had been a massive help, letting her know who was plotting against her and helping her seize control of the vast Leng Corporation.

So, whether this Alpha was a villain or not, she couldn’t let her guard down.

Especially since… she seemed to be immune to the Alpha’s touch. Leng Xingxuan suffered from Haphephobia (fear of touch)—a condition that practically guaranteed a life of solitude. Any touch usually caused intense discomfort, and she required a social distance of at least one meter.

And yet… was this Alpha an exception? Had the Will of the World decided her life was too comfortable and sent someone to be her “tribulation”?

It wasn’t impossible.

As Leng Xingxuan was thinking, a glass of warm water was held out to her. She looked up and met Song Ranxue’s gaze. The girl still had that misty, calm expression, looking at her seriously in a way that made one lose their breath.

Her eyes weren’t pitch black; they were a deep amber, reflecting Leng Xingxuan’s face. They were mysterious, unreadable, and certainly didn’t look like the eyes of a typical twenty-year-old.

Leng Xingxuan’s internal alarms blared. She took the water politely but didn’t drink.

Song Ranxue didn’t react. She just lowered her eyes. It was natural for the woman not to trust her. The priority was getting those pheromones back. If they didn’t act soon, her entire body would be covered in the Omega’s scent.

…Not that it smelled bad.

“You—”

CRASH—

Before she could finish her sentence, the Omega suddenly swept the glass off the table. Glass shards shattered everywhere, and drops of water splashed onto Song Ranxue’s arm. She looked up in shock.

“You…”

But she couldn’t finish the thought.

The Omega’s cheeks had turned a vivid crimson. Her breathing was heavy, and her eyes were hazy. She looked like she was entering a sudden “Special Period” (Heat).

Even worse, the pheromones that had been merely clinging to Song Ranxue suddenly became a torrential tide. They practically pushed Song toward the Omega, urging her to reach out and embrace their master.

It was so urgent and overwhelming that it shattered everything Song Ranxue knew about ABO dynamics. It was breathtakingly intense.

If she could see the bullet-chat now, she would see a colorful wave of text screaming one thing:

DO IT! GO FOR IT! I PERMIT YOU TO HAVE A MEMORABLE NIGHT WITH THE VILLAIN!

Leng Xingxuan: …