A No-CP Female Lead is Pregnant with the Uxorilocal Alpha’s Cub - Chapter 8

16th Floor, Xingkong SOHO.

Song Ranxue arrived at the designated location a step earlier than Leng Xingxuan.

As one of the most expensive pieces of real estate in the Imperial Capital, this was naturally her first time here. In her memory, the original host had never visited either, so she was unfamiliar with the layout. It actually took her quite a bit of effort to find the actual meeting point, which was no easy feat.

Upon arriving on the 16th floor, she saw about a dozen people already waiting outside the room. Song Ranxue wasn’t surprised; her senior had told her that the recommendation wasn’t for a small magazine, but a relatively large-scale one. Having backup candidates was normal. She just needed to prepare her resume and interview.

So, Song Ranxue didn’t say much.

However, she couldn’t help but feel… the place the magazine chose for the interview was a bit too secluded. It was almost isolated from the rest of the world; once you entered, getting out didn’t seem easy.

Furthermore, she noticed that no one who entered the interview room came back out. After asking the staff in charge, she learned that candidates exited through another door on the far side of the room to prevent crowding.

Fair enough.

Hearing this, Song Ranxue understood—they wanted to keep the interview content confidential. She had encountered this before transmigrating, so she remained unfazed.

But what caught her off guard was that before she could even see the interviewers, she had to undergo various medical examinations. The requirements were incredibly strict: under 175cm? Out. Too fat? Out. Too thin? Out. Not an Alpha? Out. Rank too low? Also out.

— She even had to undergo that kind of check-up.

Song Ranxue’s net height was nearly 1.8 meters, making her a standout among Alphas. At roughly 62kg, she was on the leaner side. The staff member measuring her was highly critical of everyone else, but when they looked at her, their critical gaze was replaced by a flicker of amazement. They even stamped a mark next to her name, which made Song Ranxue feel strangely uneasy.

Their eyes didn’t look like they were selecting models… it looked like they were selecting concubines.

However, when asked about her rank and hearing her say she didn’t really have one, a look of regret appeared on the staff member’s face. They drew a line through the stamp. She wasn’t sure what that meant.

Song Ranxue truly didn’t understand why a magazine shoot had anything to do with Alpha ranking. If she hadn’t double-checked that she was in the right place for a model interview, she would have walked away long ago due to these bizarre and troublesome procedures.

“Sigh, what a shame. Top-tier looks and body, but this rank… how could she possibly give birth to…”

“Shh! Have you forgotten our work is confidential? Keep your mouth shut.”

Give birth… to what?

The more Song Ranxue thought about it, the weirder and more suspicious it felt. She messaged Lin Yuro again to confirm the address; the reply came back instantly—it was definitely the right place. Only then did she breathe a small sigh of relief, telling herself not to overthink it as she took her medical forms to the next room.

But this time, it was even more unexpected: this room was for testing for infectious diseases. The doctor was extremely professional. While drawing her blood, they asked about her sexual history and performed various tests to check for abnormalities or illnesses.

Song Ranxue: “………………….???” Help. Am I really here for a magazine shoot? Why does it feel like they’re digging up eighteen generations of my ancestors?

Did I really walk onto the wrong set?

She felt her privacy was being seriously invaded. Whether she had a partner or who she had been with—did this “Client” really have a right to ask? It was absurd.

“Sorry, I’m withdrawing my application.” Just as the doctor prompted her for the next step of the exam, Song Ranxue couldn’t take it anymore. She refused directly, clearly unwilling to continue.

“Is there something about your body you’re hiding? Or did you not read the agreement clearly?” the doctor asked, seemingly surprised to encounter a candidate like her.

“The agreement didn’t say anything about this.” Song Ranxue recalled the details Lin Yuro had shown her. There was nothing about such extensive checks or invasive questions.

“Oh, those were added temporarily. A surprise inspection.”

“…”

“However, the compensation has been tripled. Even if you aren’t selected, you’ll still receive three times the original pay.” The doctor looked at her with confusion. “Do you have something against money?”

Song Ranxue: “…” It’s not about the money; it’s about dignity and privacy!

Song Ranxue’s face was cold, her heart full of displeasure. She had been a hot idol before transmigrating and had done plenty of magazine shoots, but she had never seen anything like this. It was nonsensical.

“I don’t—”

“Tsk, your blood report is back. You’re very ‘clean.’ No need for further exams; you can go to the final medical room.”

Song Ranxue: “…” The anger was stuck in her throat, and she didn’t know whether to let it out or let it go.

She sighed, trying to steady her nerves. She took the forms and headed to the last room, wondering what other nonsense was waiting for her, but for the sake of the money, she endured it.

Upon entering the final room, she had to sign a Non-Disclosure Agreement (NDA), confirming she would not leak anything she saw or heard today, under penalty of a massive fine.

…That strange feeling returned, but when Song Ranxue saw the amount of the “apology fee” written in the NDA, she spinelessly signed her name.

She was at the final step anyway; they wouldn’t sell her off, right? Besides, she was an Alpha now. If she ran into danger, surely she could handle these people?

Song Ranxue tried to relax. After signing, she walked into the inner chamber.

The room was extremely dim—almost pitch black. Before she could take more than a few steps, a staff member guided her to a high barstool and tied a silk ribbon over her eyes.

Song Ranxue: “……………… If I didn’t know better, I’d think I was auditioning for the role of a blind person.”

But things had come this far; being difficult now seemed pointless. Despite her misgivings, she sat quietly on the stool, one foot on the ground and the other resting on the crossbar, maintaining a relatively relaxed posture.

The staff member tying the ribbon was a female Beta. Seeing Song Ranxue so composed, she gave a silent thumbs-up. She had seen at least 70 or 80 Alphas today, both male and female, but in terms of looks, aura, and physique, Song Ranxue seemed to fit her boss’s requirements the best.

She just didn’t know if the boss would like her.

“Don’t be nervous. Our boss is very nice. If she chooses you, she will definitely give you a proper status.” The staff member whispered this in her ear, seemingly having taken a liking to her.

Song Ranxue: “?”

Her eyes were completely covered. Under these circumstances, her other four senses became heightened, making her even more alert. At the slightest sign of trouble, she was ready to rip off the ribbon and see what kind of “ghosts and monsters” were running this place.

…

Tap—tap—tap—

The sound of high heels echoed in the quiet, dark room, approaching from a distance. Song Ranxue grew slightly tense but remained still, waiting to see what the other person would do next.

— Holy… isn’t this the Great Villain?! Don’t think we won’t recognize you just because she’s blindfolded!

— My god, and they said the Villain wasn’t interested in Xing-Xing?

— Aww, so sweet~ She actually lowered herself to come here with so many people just to apply as the resident spouse just to be near Xing-Xing. So sweet~

— She looks so calm. Did she know about Xing-Xing’s plan all along or…?

— If that’s the case, should Xing-Xing be careful? Otherwise, she’ll be wrapped around the Villain’s finger…

— Also, is the Great Villain here to sabotage Xing-Xing’s plan?

The person approaching Song Ranxue was none other than the CEO of the Leng Group, Leng Xingxuan. Today was indeed the day for her secret spouse selection.

She had previously narrowed down 200 candidates to 100 for on-site screening. Out of those, only 30 or 40 actually met her criteria. It was an exhausting process.

She had reviewed the candidate list beforehand and did not recall seeing Song Ranxue’s name on it…

So, was it like the bullet-chat said? Was Song Ranxue here to seek revenge? Or was she working with someone to sabotage the selection?

Leng Xingxuan grew suspicious. Putting aside how Song Ranxue got here—the selection was a secret, publicly masked as a movie casting—it shouldn’t have been possible. With Song Ranxue’s lack of connections, she shouldn’t have found this place. She might really be here for revenge. She couldn’t let her guard down.

However, as she stared at the Alpha’s slightly pursed lips, she inappropriately remembered that violent kiss from the other night. The corner of her mouth, which had already healed, felt a phantom sting.

Not to mention, the girl had slapped her. That was an unforgivable grudge.

Since the girl couldn’t see her right now and was at her mercy, why not have a little fun and satisfy her desire for revenge?

Thinking this, Leng Xingxuan was in no hurry to reveal herself. She wanted to see what the girl was up to.

“Miss, you’ve been standing in front of me staring for nearly two minutes. Don’t tell me you’ve already fallen for me?” Their breaths were close enough to mingle. Even though Song Ranxue was blindfolded, she sat calmly on the stool and spoke toward Leng Xingxuan with a smirk.

Her attitude was… quite arrogant and asking for a beating.

Leng Xingxuan didn’t say a word. She stepped even closer until they were only a foot apart. She could even smell the Alpha’s pheromones—the rich, refreshing scent of a forest after rain. It was strangely intoxicating.

As if possessed, she reached out her fingertips and touched the Alpha’s face. Just like the first time, there was absolutely no repulsive reaction upon contact. It was as if her Haphephobia was cured in this girl’s presence. It was truly baffling.

— Ahhh it’s just a face touch, why does it feel so suggestive?!

— Slurp slurp… this lighting, this atmosphere, these looks, this tension… why is it so flirtatious?!

— Xing-Xing! Look at me! Why not take this chance to do some tie-up play or something?! It’s the perfect revenge opportunity!

Leng Xingxuan was already a bit distracted, thinking about her body’s lack of repulsion toward Song Ranxue. Suddenly, she saw the last bullet-chat float over her head. Her hand trembled, and her finger accidentally pressed against Song Ranxue’s soft, vivid red lips. Both of them stiffened instantly.