After Being Clung to by a Gentle, Seductive Omega - Chapter 1

The annual grand film and television awards ceremony.

The lights and decorations were dazzling and magnificent.

People in various eye-catching evening gowns shuttled through the backstage area, clinking glasses and chatting.

In the VIP lounge, far from the noise.

A makeup artist, neatly dressed with a medical protective cap on her head and a mask covering her face, was bent over, applying makeup to a woman.

She maintained a proper distance from the woman at all times to ensure that neither she nor her hair would accidentally touch the other party.

The previous makeup artist had been fired exactly for this reason.

“President Ji, the seating for the award ceremony has been replaced and re-disinfected.”

Behind the makeup chair, a female Beta stood straight with both hands holding a file.

Cen Sang was Ji Congyan’s assistant. The two had grown up together and were currently both superior-subordinate and friends.

“Mm.” Ji Congyan replied indifferently.

As the makeup brush swept across her lower eyelids, she closed her eyes.

“The Best Commercial Award is scheduled for around 7:05. The winning work is Cocoon, and Film Empress Bo will represent the crew to accept the award. Here is the speech draft. Do you need to take it on stage?”

“No need. By the way, has Director Wu finalized the lead actor?”

Cen Sang: “It’s confirmed. It’s Film Empress Bo.”

Ji Congyan suddenly opened her eyes, a small bump forming slightly between her brows.

The makeup artist hadn’t finished the eye makeup yet, and the brush tip nearly poked into her eye. Ji Congyan didn’t even blink as she shot a puzzled look at Cen Sang’s reflection in the mirror.

She had a pair of beautiful, long and narrow eyes. Her facial features were grand yet bright and elegant. The orchid-colored evening gown made her look refined and noble, with a faint grace lingering in every gesture.

“Her? You’re saying Director Wu plans to let Bo Shuang play the female lead of this project and carry the big gun? This Wu Langli must be sneaking in personal favors.”

Anji Entertainment, the film and television company under the Ji Group, and Yueyu Entertainment were known as the two giants of the domestic film and television industry.

Recently, the two companies had reached an agreement to jointly invest in a project.

Everyone who had seen the script summary unanimously believed that Anji Entertainment’s top actress, Yu Chen, had a more heroic appearance and was a better fit for the protagonist’s character. It was thought to be a sure thing.

Cen Sang stepped forward with a tablet and played Yu Chen’s audition clip.

It was excellent, even a superb performance. There was no reason not to choose her.

Just as Cen Sang was about to swipe to the next video, the door was suddenly knocked on.

A staff member reminded them: “President Ji, Assistant Cen, it’s time to enter the venue.”

Ji Congyan waved her hand and closed her eyes again. “We’ll watch it after the awards ceremony.”

In recent years, the Best Actress award at major domestic ceremonies had been monopolized by Yu Chen and Bo Shuang.

Their acting abilities were top-tier and widely acknowledged.

There were only one or two outstanding film and television projects each year, so the two Film Empresses frequently competed against each other.

Generally, directors would choose the one who better fit the protagonist’s character.

Unexpectedly, the role that was almost guaranteed to go to them had fallen into the hands of their rival.

Ji Congyan wanted to see for herself just how Yu Chen’s brilliant performance — from Anji Entertainment’s cash cow — was inferior to Bo Shuang, whose appearance completely didn’t match the character.

The VIP room door opened.

Cen Sang led the way in front.

At 179cm tall and wearing high heels, Ji Congyan appeared tall and slender with broad shoulders and a narrow waist. Even in the entertainment circle full of beauties, she stood out with her imposing presence and elegance, making people unable to help but stop and turn their heads.

Her long, slightly wavy hair at the ends floated gracefully. The evening gown trailed on the ground as she walked with elegant, composed steps.

“President Ji.”

“President Ji.”

Passersby greeted her one after another but didn’t dare get too close.

Everyone knew about the Ji family’s heir’s severe germaphobia and feared displeasing her by getting too near.

There had once been a fearless male Omega who pretended to accidentally bump into President Ji while holding a glass of red wine. Before he could even touch her, the assistant beside her kicked him into the wall, spilling red wine all over him.

After that day, no one saw him in the circle again.

There was a commotion on one side of the venue, with a crowd gathering noisily.

Ji Congyan glanced over casually.

Two people were publicly clinging tightly to each other, almost inseparable.

Their respective assistants had no choice but to call security and drag their artists back to the lounge.

In their world, as long as the pheromone compatibility between an Alpha and Omega exceeded 80%, during either party’s sensitive period or heat, as long as they were close enough, an irresistible attraction would form between them.

A physical, gravitational pull.

The higher the compatibility, the stronger the attraction.

Ji Congyan disliked this beast-like way of pairing and could never accept any Omega sticking to her body.

She was a genuine single-minded person.

The Ji Group was the title sponsor of this awards ceremony.

Ji Congyan, representing the Ji Group, was seated in the very center of the first row.

This chair was different from all the others — more textured, low-key, and luxurious. It was more than 1.5 times wider than the ones beside it.

Within a two-meter radius centered on Ji Congyan, apart from Cen Sang, there was no other living person.

Everyone was used to it and didn’t find the scene strange.

The awards ceremony had many categories. The host and guests spoke endlessly on stage.

At 7:05, Ji Congyan, as the presenter for the Best Commercial Award, went on stage wearing a pair of white gloves and holding the card handed to her by the host.

“I announce that the winner of the Best Commercial Award is—”

On the large screen behind her, posters of five film and television works appeared. Ji Congyan didn’t drag it out.

“Cocoon. Congratulations to the film Cocoon for winning this year’s Best Commercial Award.”

Host: “Please welcome the Cocoon crew to the stage to accept the award!”

The lights focused on the Cocoon crew’s section. The assistant director went up to receive the award. After Ji Congyan returned to her seat, she received a message from Cen Sang.

【Film Empress Bo is feeling unwell and is resting upstairs.】

Ji Congyan didn’t care who accepted the award and casually replied with an “Mm.”

The awards venue was on an independent resort island, quite far from where Ji Congyan usually lived. Tonight, she had no choice but to stay at the resort hotel.

Cen Sang had arranged for people to clean the top-floor suite a week in advance and replaced the bed and mattress with the exact ones Ji Congyan usually slept on.

Ji Congyan felt a slight discomfort at the back of her neck. She raised her hand and touched the suppressant patch there.

It was still properly attached to her neck skin.

But her sensitive period wasn’t supposed to be these days.

“Go prepare some suppressants,” she instructed Cen Sang.

Cen Sang asked worriedly, “Do you need me to contact the doctor? She’s downstairs.”

“No need. It doesn’t seem like a big problem for now, just a bit uncomfortable. Go quickly, and send me that person’s audition clip while you’re at it.”

Cen Sang went to get the suppressants.

Ji Congyan’s phone vibrated with an incoming call.

Yu Chen’s slightly drunk voice came through the receiver: “President Ji… I’m sorry, I didn’t get the lead role. Is Director Wu playing favorites with his own company’s actors? Many younger actresses have told me the same thing…”

Ji Congyan pushed open the door to her room, her voice calm.

“I haven’t watched Bo Shuang’s audition yet. If her performance isn’t far off from yours, the company will help you fight for another audition opportunity. Your appearance gives you a bigger advantage than hers.

If you really are inferior in skill, then just accept it.”

Yu Chen choked up and rambled on about something else.

Ji Congyan lost her patience and hung up directly.

She closed the door. Before she could turn on the lights, she leaned against the door and opened the file Cen Sang had sent.

But before she could see the video clearly, a faint, elegant fragrance suddenly filled the air, accompanied by a strong stinging pain at the back of her neck.

Ji Congyan felt her body uncontrollably leaning forward, as if being pulled by something.

She steadied herself by holding onto the door. Before she could figure out what was happening, a warm body crashed into her arms.