After Being Marked by the Popular Female Lead O (GL) - Chapter 31.2

Without Zhou Que, her scenes had to be pushed back. For several days, she filmed either solo scenes as Ju Zhan or scenes with others. Frequent NG shots caused the supporting actors’ faces to turn pale. They couldn’t keep up; Xie Qingshu’s performance was so strong that few could handle it. Coupled with the fact that she was used to collaborating with Zhou Que and couldn’t restrain herself, this feeling was even more pronounced.

Later, Deng Yue spent a long time painstakingly explaining the scenes. Xie Qingshu yielded slightly, and the supporting actors could barely hold their own, which was obvious on camera.

Fortunately, after many NGs, Xie Qingshu adapted and became more proficient. But some things were impossible to adapt to.

She couldn’t smell Zhou Que’s pheromones anymore.

That pile of perfumes had already been given away as gifts to other staff by Xiao Zhu. Besides, she didn’t intend to smell them; the difference was too great.

On the other side, Zhou Que seemed to have telepathy, understanding Xie Qingshu’s current predicament.

When Xie Qingshu finished filming, she saw a voice message from Zhou Que. For some reason, she stayed in her room alone to listen to it.

Xie Qingshu’s fingertip trembled slightly as she clicked it and held it to her ear. The voice message began to play.

“Does Sister still want to smell my pheromones?”

“The clothes are in my room; I deliberately didn’t take them.”

“Sister can go and get them yourself.”

The tone trailed upward at the end. Anyone who didn’t know better would think it was a conversation between lovers, as if she were really whispering in her ear.

A blush unknowingly rose in the corners of Xie Qingshu’s eyes. She had to admit, she was momentarily tempted, but her remaining reason stayed. She bit her lip and didn’t reply; she didn’t want to talk to her for the time being.

When did Zhou Que become like this… so wicked.

She could have given the things to Xiao Zhu before leaving, but she insisted she go get them herself.

After a moment of mental struggle, she ultimately couldn’t resist the temptation—but who could truly resist?

This was the first time Xie Qingshu had gone to another actor’s room in the middle of the night. Because of the previous surreptitious filming, Deng Yue had recently searched the set several times, otherwise she likely wouldn’t have gone.

The room was clear at a glance, empty like a hotel suite, looking as if someone could leave with their bags at any moment. But she was too nervous to look around. There were no excess pheromones in the space. Just as she was about to turn and leave, a flash of red caught her eye.

It was the nightgown Zhou Que wore the last time she came to see her.

Bright red, making the skin look like snow.

Xie Qingshu stood dazed for a few seconds, unable to overcome the hurdle in her heart. Her hand hovered in the air, and her phone suddenly vibrated twice.

[Did Sister see it?]

The voice sounded more alluring than the pheromones to Xie Qingshu, drawing her in, enough to drown a person.

By the time she realized it, her fingers had touched the fabric—silky and cool, filled with pheromones. Yet her body spoke of dissatisfaction, wanting something more.

Xie Qingshu vaguely understood something, but didn’t intend to indulge it. A drunken-like flush appeared on her cheeks.

It’s all because of this Omega body.

“Sister should have it by now.”

The voice was full of smiles, irresistible.

But Xie Qingshu couldn’t help but develop some rebellious feelings. She tightened her grip on the clothes, and the long-missed pheromones instantly enveloped her. Her skin trembled, feeling a sense of harmony.

She could almost not control her own emotions. She bit her lip and said self-destructively, “No, I didn’t take your clothes.”

Even her voice carried a tremor, as if she had been bullied.

In the office, the material of the furniture was indiscernible, but one could sense its great value. Sunlight filled the space, exceptionally bright. Zhou Que took off her headphones; she didn’t want these people to hear Xie Qingshu’s voice. After hearing the content, a smile flashed in her eyes, but it vanished the moment she looked up.

A ray of sunlight shone in from outside. Zhou Que’s eyes were dazzled. She was suddenly in a trance, realizing that this was perhaps the first time she had lived in the sunlight.

No one spoke around her; even the breathing was clearly audible. No smoke could be seen, yet one could feel the tense atmosphere.

“I underestimated you.” Old Master Bai had vaguely sensed something was wrong when Bai Siran plagiarized, but he thought he had everything under control and didn’t take it to heart. He didn’t expect reality to deal him such a heavy blow.

Zhou Que remained expressionless. She had planned too much for this day, but when it truly arrived, there was no ripple in her heart. She could even distract herself, wondering what Xie Qingshu looked like when she spoke.

Would she hold the dress and sniff it, showing that she misses her?

Zhou Que was somewhat glad her pheromones had such a scent; otherwise, she really couldn’t think of any way to trap Xie Qingshu.

After several rounds of thought, no special emotion could be seen on her face.

“It’s because Grandfather is getting old,” she said lightly, feeling incredibly bored. Inexplicably, she felt a trace of urgency; she wanted to finish things here as soon as possible and return to the crew.

She missed her Sister. What if she didn’t want her anymore?

Old Master Bai’s eyes were full of helplessness. Ten years ago, he would have had the spirit to fight, but given the Bai family’s current situation, they can only rely on Zhou Que to continue. To have endured to this point, even he couldn’t have done it. He was caught in his own emotions, so he didn’t notice Zhou Que’s distraction.

“I have already given you my shares. Tell me, was the matter with Chengming your doing?”

Zhou Que raised an eyebrow, her expression mocking. “No, he brought it on himself.”

Since Bai Chengming’s accident, the one who seemed to care the least about this “family” was Old Master Bai. Everyone thought so, including Zhong Shang, which is why Bai Chengming could always recuperate in the nursing home. Old Master Bai was not as indifferent as he appeared, but only Zhou Que saw through it and quickly utilized it before anyone else could react.

The matter was settled; struggling would only lead to disintegration.

Old Master Bai sighed. In a short time, he seemed to have aged. “When you have time, go and see him.”

“Of course.” When she said this, there was no warmth in Zhou Que’s eyes; not even a trace of emotion could be seen.

She still had debts to collect.

Deng Yue gave Xie Qingshu a day off. Xie Qingshu had washed the dress the day before and put it back. Her dependence on Zhou Que’s pheromones was too great. She had forcibly restrained herself several times, and though her scent gland was in intense pain, she could barely endure it. This time she intended to ask Doctor Gu.

Song Mei arranged to pick her up at the airport. Always punctual, she was uncharacteristically late by a few minutes, rushing over when she arrived.

Because the trip was sudden and hadn’t been announced on the official blog, few people in the airport recognized her.

“What’s wrong?” Xie Qingshu asked.

Song Mei forced a smile. “The turmoil in the Bai family is affecting the innocent. They have to stick their noses into everything. I have several more jobs on my hands.”

Xie Qingshu gave an “oh” and didn’t mention it further; she indeed didn’t understand that side of things.

She arrived at the hospital without being blocked since she had made the appointment a few days early. After completing a series of checks according to the arrangement, Xie Qingshu felt as if a lifetime had passed.

“The differentiation is going well. From what we can see, there aren’t many problems. You’ve used very little inhibitor, right?” Doctor Gu said.

Xie Qingshu nodded. She had to admit that having Zhou Que’s pheromones had, in a way, filled the need for inhibitors.

Doctor Gu knew it in his heart and smiled. “Omegas have a nesting period. If there are no major reactions, it must be because your Alpha provides a lot of pheromones, and with high compatibility, it indeed produces an effect.”

Alpha?

Zhou Que is an Omega.

Xie Qingshu was stunned, her objection stuck in her throat. It took immense effort to look emotionally stable.

She steadied herself, a faint trace of hope in her heart. “Can an Omega only depend on an Alpha? Could it be another Omega?”

“This… it indeed happens, but high compatibility only exists between A and O,” Doctor Gu explained. This was something very few people knew. He didn’t notice Xie Qingshu’s expression freeze. “If you are too attached to an Alpha’s pheromones, you can try a temporary mark.”

Xie Qingshu’s thin lips moved, her voice somewhat hoarse. “Okay.”

She didn’t even know what she was saying.

Zhou Que wasn’t an Omega, but an Alpha.

That day, she had indeed almost been marked.

What exactly was she calling her “Sister” for with every breath?