After Transmigrated as the Movie Star's Omega - Chapter 9

Xia Ran entered the guest room and looked around. He found that although it wasn’t as ostentatiously decorated as the master bedroom, it was very comfortable and livable. It had everything he needed and was neat and clean, which suited him perfectly.

In any case, let Shen Baibi deal with the mess in the master bedroom; this place was enough for him.

After a moment of gloating, he set aside the paper he was supposed to memorize. Now wasn’t the time for studying; he had more important things to do.

He threw himself onto the bed. The soft mattress was incredibly comfortable. After rolling around happily for a bit, he pulled out his phone.

—The priority was to see what the deal was with him and Shen Baibi in this world.

Although Jiang Shen and Meng Lu had given them a rough overview, Xia Ran refused to believe—not without seeing it with his own eyes—that he and Shen Baibi had actually become a “National CP”!

He opened the mobile browser and typed their names into the search bar. Instantly, countless results flooded his screen.

[Shen Baibi and Xia Ran’s Relationship Exposed]

[Shen Baibi and Xia Ran Hold Wedding; Industry Friends Attend in Droves]

[Baibi Wu-Xia Finally Together; Fans Offer Tearful Blessings: “You Must Be Happy!”]

[Another ‘God’ Alpha in the Industry Reveals Relationship; Partner is Surprisingly…]

[How to View Baibi Wu-Xia Going Public? – Daohu (Question/Answer Forum)]

[Xia Ran Appears for First Time After Marriage, Face Full of Unstoppable Bliss]

…

As his eyes scanned these headlines, Xia Ran was dumbfounded. He exited the browser in disbelief, reopened it, and repeated the search, but the results remained the same.

Suppressing the urge to hurl his phone, he took a deep breath and clicked on the first news story.

As he read through it, his eyebrows knit into a tight knot.

Ten minutes later, Xia Ran set the phone down with a wooden expression. Then, he slammed his fist into the bed.

So annoying!

Aside from the news reports, the major entertainment forums and communities were filled with discussions about him and Shen Baibi. The netizens’ enthusiasm for them was unprecedented; whether it was click counts or reply numbers, they far outstripped any other topics.

Seeing his own name frequently appearing alongside Shen Baibi’s, Xia Ran felt a sudden sense of “the world has changed.”

In his original world, their names were often seen together too—that wasn’t strange. They were the two most popular stars in the industry. Mentioning either name brought massive traffic, and putting them together was explosive. Thus, clickbaiters loved to pair them up.

But those were mostly descriptions of them as rivals. None were like this, where even the headlines dripped with “fan-girl” energy. Terms like “match made in heaven,” “godly couple,” and “blissful union” appeared constantly. Xia Ran got goosebumps just looking at them.

This world truly had zero integrity.

The more he thought about it, the angrier he got. Xia Ran really wanted to go next door and pick a fight with Shen Baibi!

Knock, knock.

Just as he was thinking it, a knock sounded at the door. Xia Ran turned back irritably. Talk about “speak of the devil”—had Shen Baibi come looking for a beating right as he thought of it?

He hopped off the bed and yanked the door open, asking gruffly, “What!”

Shen Baibi’s expression was slightly awkward. He didn’t look at Xia Ran directly, only saying, “Come and take your… uh, clothes.”

“Clothes?” Xia Ran was confused. Weren’t his clothes all in the walk-in closet? Where were these clothes coming from?

“Just come over.” After saying that, Shen Baibi turned and walked away without looking back.

Xia Ran curled his lip but followed him anyway.

Entering the master bedroom, Xia Ran looked around. Shen Baibi hadn’t been idle; he had tidied up the room. At least the big bed was fit to be seen now.

Shen Baibi pointed at an open drawer in the wardrobe. “There.”

“What is it?” Xia Ran grumbled as he walked over.

When he saw the contents of the drawer, his expression froze for a moment. They were indeed clothes—underwear counts as clothes.

He understood why these were kept here. It would be too inconvenient to put these personal items in the main walk-in closet; keeping them in the bedroom made much more sense.

Xia Ran stared at the underwear in the organizer, speechless. Although they were all normal styles—nothing particularly scandalous—it was still embarrassing to have one’s private garments laid out in front of someone else like this.

He looked at Shen Baibi, who wasn’t looking back but was staring off at a wall.

This made Xia Ran feel even more awkward. It should have been nothing, but Shen Baibi’s attitude made the atmosphere incredibly uncomfortable.

“Ahem.” Xia Ran cleared his throat and picked up the organizer box as if nothing was wrong. He thanked him: “Mm, thanks. I’ll take these.”

He was about to turn and leave when he suddenly remembered something. He stopped. “Wait, how did you know these were mine?”

Logically, they had both just transmigrated and didn’t know much about the situation—especially something like underwear. To be able to tell whose was whose… that was a bit supernatural.

Facing the questioning, Shen Baibi stayed silent for a second before answering: “Size.”

“Huh?”

“The size was wrong; they weren’t mine,” Shen Baibi said. “Too small.”

Xia Ran was stunned. When he finally registered the meaning, he nearly threw the box at him. “You’re the one who’s small!”

How dare he call him small! Xia Ran had never suffered such an insult. It seemed a fight was indeed inevitable.

Seeing him clench his fists, Shen Baibi frowned but explained patiently, “I mean they were too small relative to me.”

Xia Ran wanted to retort immediately, but the words died in his throat. Based on what he had seen earlier… that person really wasn’t a “normal” human.

In an instant, Xia Ran’s fighting spirit was extinguished. He wasn’t a schoolkid; chasing someone around to compare sizes was too childish—and it definitely wasn’t because he couldn’t win!

He said disinterestedly, “I’m going back.”

“Wait.” This time, Shen Baibi stopped him.

“What now?” Xia Ran turned back to glare at him impatiently. Couldn’t this guy finish everything in one go? Didn’t he know he was in a hurry to go back and make a voodoo doll?

Shen Baibi ignored the glare and said, “I was thinking just now. I believe we need to establish a Cohabitation Agreement.”

“Cohabitation Agreement?” Xia Ran blinked.

“Yes.” Shen Baibi nodded. “Since we are forced to live under the same roof and will constantly cross paths, it’s better to clear things up in advance to avoid unnecessary trouble later. It’s better for both of us.”

Xia Ran thought about it; the other man had a point. So he agreed: “Fine—how do we set it?”

Shen Baibi pointed to the sofa in the room. “Let’s discuss it over there.”

“Mm.”

The two sat down on the sofa, and Shen Baibi spoke first: “My idea is this: In public, we will cooperate as much as possible to act like a ‘loving couple.'”

Hearing the words “loving couple,” Xia Ran shuddered, but he still nodded. “Fine. No choice, since that’s the job.”

Seeing his reluctant attitude, Shen Baibi found it slightly amusing. The corner of his mouth twitched upward, but he quickly composed himself and continued, “So, when we’re at home, we should have more freedom. We’ll give each other space and not interfere with one another as long as it doesn’t affect the other person.”

“Agreed.”

“With that as a premise,” Shen Baibi paused before continuing, “we need to divide the space into Private Areas and Common Areas. No one is allowed to enter the other’s private space without permission, and the common areas must follow certain rules.”

Xia Ran asked, “What rules?”

“Keep your distance!”

“Ha?” Xia Ran was confused. What kind of rule was that?

Shen Baibi narrowed his eyes to scrutinize him. “You are an Omega, and I am an Alpha. If we get too close…”

He didn’t finish the sentence, but it was enough to make Xia Ran shiver. He had already learned what kind of “magical” reaction occurred when an Alpha and Omega were together today, and he absolutely did not want to experience it a second time!

He nodded vigorously. “Fine. That’s it. We keep our distance. Three meters—no, five meters!”

Shen Baibi didn’t comment but continued, “Additionally, one more point.”

“Yes?”

“Take your medicine on time. Don’t go into heat randomly again,” Shen Baibi said. He remembered that pheromones could travel quite far; even keeping a distance might not guarantee safety. The most secure way was to control the heat cycle at its source.

Xia Ran ground his teeth in anger. “You can’t blame me for that, okay? I didn’t know!”

Shen Baibi just shrugged.

Xia Ran got even angrier. It was all because of this stupid setting—it wasn’t fair at all. Why was it only the Omega that had to take medicine? Couldn’t the Alpha get a vasectomy? No, neutering would be better!

Ignoring the hostility in Xia Ran’s gaze, Shen Baibi said, “Now let’s divide our respective areas.”

He mused over the layout. Besides the master and guest bedrooms, there were two other large rooms in the apartment: one used as a study and another converted into a dance studio.

Shen Baibi said, “The master bedroom and the study are mine. The guest bedroom and the dance studio are yours.”

“Mm, no problem.”

Xia Ran had no issue with this division. The study didn’t mean much to him; the dance studio was enough. Knowing the dance studio existed was a relief; it seemed the “him” of this world might have been a love-brain, but he hadn’t slacked off on his professional skills.

“The walk-in closet is common use, but we need to take turns. No entering at the same time,” Shen Baibi continued, keeping the distance rule in mind.

“Mm.”

“The living room, kitchen, balcony, and gym are all common areas.”

“No problem.”

They discussed a few more details without any major disagreements and quickly finalized the Cohabitation Agreement.

“This will do for now. If we run into anything else that needs adding later, we’ll append it.” Finally, Shen Baibi spoke while looking at his phone. He had recorded everything in his notes. After saving it, he said, “I’ll organize this and send it to your phone in a bit.”

Xia Ran gave an OK gesture. “Fine, I’ll wait for it—I’m heading back now.”

With that, he stood up and headed for the door.

Just as he was about to step out, Shen Baibi’s voice came from behind him: “Wait.”

“What now?”

Xia Ran was truly getting angry. How could this man have so many words!

However, when he turned around and saw where Shen Baibi was pointing, he couldn’t help but feel a wave of embarrassment.

Shen Baibi pointed at the organizer box on the dresser. “You forgot your underwear.”

Xia Ran quickly jogged back, grabbed the box, and bolted. “I’m going, I’m going!”

The next second, the door slammed shut with a bang.

Shen Baibi shook his head. Truly a high-energy guy.

The live stream officially started at 7:00 PM, but a huge crowd of viewers had already gathered in the chat room long before, eagerly awaiting the duo’s appearance.

When the screen finally lit up and the two protagonists, Shen Baibi and Xia Ran, appeared before the audience, a dense wall of comments immediately occupied the entire screen—a testament to the fans’ passion.

[AAAHHH Baibi Wu-Xia is here!!!]

[Ran-ran is so full of energy today, and Teacher Shen is super handsome!]

[How can they be this compatible in the same frame? Baibi Wu-Xia is too real!!!]

The host watched the comments on the opposite screen with a smile, thinking that it was just as expected. As long as Baibi Wu-Xia appeared together, it instantly ignited the audience’s passion. Let the passion burn even brighter!

Just as she was thinking this, one comment caught her eye. Then, she almost broke into a cold sweat.

[WTF! What did I just find!]

[What? What? Microscope girls, what did you find?]

[!!!!! AAAAAHHHHHHH!]

[HOLY CRAP!!!! Is it this spicy!!!!]

[Stop being riddlers! Tell us what you found already!]

[Sisters, look at Ran-ran’s neck!]

[AAAHHH I see it, oh my god I’m losing it!!!!!!!!]

The host’s mind went into a daze as she glanced at Xia Ran’s neck. Those faint, ambiguous, small dark-red marks…

Recognizing what they were, the host felt a sudden jolt of electricity.

Holy mother of… those are hickeys!