After Transmigrating as a Scum Alpha, I Became the Sucker on a Dating Show - Chapter 3

Seeing this result, Tang Chi felt a minor internal collapse. Was she paying money just so the program crew could set her up?

She cast a slow, lingering look toward Director Lu. If looks could kill, Director Lu would likely have been hacked into a thousand pieces by now.

Director Lu’s throat bobbed involuntarily, but he remained outwardly calm and composed, giving Tang Chi a “this is just a task, not a CP pairing” look accompanied by a goofy smile.

Before Tang Chi could raise an objection, Chen Chuchu spoke up pitifully, “Director, can I swap with someone else? I don’t know how to cook~ The first time I tried, I almost burned the kitchen down. My mom hasn’t let me step foot in the kitchen since then.”

She had drawn the “Preparation Group” and naturally assumed it involved cooking.

Ye Yifeng chimed in: “Exactly. I know how to cook, I can do the preparation. Besides, it would be quite exhausting to let a delicate Omega like Miss Jiang go buy groceries for so many people.”

Tang Chi looked at Ye Yifeng, feeling as if the man were radiating light.

Although Ye Yifeng’s words completely ignored her—an Alpha who was also in the grocery group—Tang Chi was mentally giving him a standing ovation. She felt, once again, that she had not chosen the wrong person.

Look at that smooth, breeze-like rhetoric! Not only did it show his concern for Jiang Shiluo, but it also helped pull her away from the shopping task. It was simply too cool.

However, while she thought so, Jiang Shiluo’s logic was strangely different.

She looked at Ye Yifeng with a beaming smile and said, “Mr. Ye, do you think Omegas are so weak they can’t even carry a few vegetables?”

“No,” Ye Yifeng immediately denied. “Many Omegas at my shop are very capable, often not losing to Alphas at all. I just feel that with so many Alphas here, we shouldn’t let an Omega do the most tiring job. Besides, regarding cooking, my view has always been that Alphas should handle the whole process while the Omega just waits to eat.”

Afraid Jiang Shiluo might say something even more shocking, Tang Chi quickly chimed in, agreeing: “I think Mr. Ye is right. Omegas should just sit at home and wait to eat. Leave the cooking to us Alphas; it’s no problem at all for me to go buy the groceries alone.”

As she spoke, she nudged Bai Zhu with her elbow, signaling for her to back her up.

Instead, Bai Zhu looked at Tang Chi with a dazed expression, as if she had just woken up from a dream.

At this point, Song Junming joined the conversation: “I agree. Omegas should just wait and give us Alphas a chance to show off.”

He was in the Preparation Group. Even if they swapped, he wouldn’t necessarily end up with her, so it was better to let Jiang Shiluo do nothing at all—that way, she at least wouldn’t be paired with another Alpha.

Chen Chuchu said sheepishly, “But that wouldn’t be right. I can still wash the vegetables or something.”

Jiang Shiluo was about to speak when the director cut her off. Director Lu picked up his megaphone: “We’re having hotpot today, so no need for fancy delicacies. The Preparation Group’s job is just to get the broth ready and wash the greens.”

“Furthermore, the Grocery Group will be transported by a specialized program vehicle. The guests only need to go into the supermarket, pick the items, and carry them to the car. It’s not hard or tiring.”

“Please carry out your duties according to the draw results. Thank you.”

The guests fell silent at this, with only the words “thank you” hanging in the air.

Director Lu originally wanted the guests to talk more—any topic would do as long as it wasn’t sensitive—but the bullet comments had suddenly exploded with vitriol against Jiang Shiluo. Comments like, “Oh, sure~ Movie Queen Jiang is so precious,” “She doesn’t want her hands to touch ‘spring water’ (manual labor),” “The crew should just put her on a pedestal and worship her.” Some even accused Jiang Shiluo of inciting Alpha-Omega conflict.

Seeing the situation escalate, the director had to call an emergency halt. If he didn’t stop it, he feared the live stream would be banned.

For the sake of the show’s survival, even if he received another “death stare” from Tang Chi, he would just have to grit his teeth and take it, explaining himself later.

Bai Zhu put her arm around Tang Chi’s shoulder and laughed, “In that case, let’s get moving everyone. I’m actually getting hungry.”

Tang Chi gave her a chilly look. What was wrong with this person?

Seeing the look, Bai Zhu wasn’t afraid; instead, she leaned into Tang Chi’s ear and whispered, “Perform well, President Tang.”

Since the director had spoken and not everyone agreed to the swap, they had to accept the results.

Director Lu collected a list of the foods everyone wanted to eat, and the crew summarized it before handing it to the Grocery Group.

The shopping location arranged by the crew was a large convenience supermarket located at the intersection leading into the suburban area.

Before leaving, Tang Chi suddenly remembered something and asked the director, “Should Miss Jiang wear a disguise?”

In her original world, she often saw celebrities wrapping themselves up so tightly even their own mothers wouldn’t recognize them.

“No need,” the director said. “That supermarket primarily serves the wealthy residents of this suburb. Most customers order home delivery; almost no one actually walks the aisles.”

Tang Chi: “Then can’t we just get home delivery?”

“Does Miss Tang really not want to go shopping with me that much?” Jiang Shiluo suddenly interjected.

[LOL, it’s such a ‘hardship’ for you to go shopping with my goddess. Scum Tang, who are you putting on this ‘unwilling’ act for? Are you even worthy?]

[I’m the one dying of laughter. Where do the Shi-fans get such nerve? Is your brain filled with constipated thoughts? Do you really think the whole world loves your goddess?]

Hearing this, Tang Chi’s body jolted slightly. She turned to look at Jiang Shiluo, feeling a bit guilty. Clearing her throat, she said, “That’s not it. It’s just… I’ve never gone grocery shopping before. I don’t know how to do it.”

Jiang Shiluo arched a brow, her smile undiminished. Her dimples appeared, making her look gentle and innocent. “Is that so? Just now Miss Tang said… it was no problem at all for her to go alone.”

Her soft voice elongated the end of each word, carrying a teasing undertone.

Tang Chi: “…”

What kind of heroine are you? What happened to being gentle and considerate in front of fans? We’re still live-streaming, hey! Don’t hold a grudge like this.

“It’s getting late, let’s hurry and get the groceries.” Tang Chi changed the subject with a calm face, but internally she was praying.

Heroine, please let me go.

Jiang Shiluo gave her an amused look but said nothing more.

[I feel like Shishi has become a bit ‘bad’~ but I love her even more now~]

[It’s rare to see the great President Tang get stumped, hahaha… the way she changed the subject was kind of cute, what’s going on?]

The guests saw Jiang Shiluo off at the door. It felt like watching dogs reluctantly seeing their owner leave; the audience joked they were being killed by the hilarity.

Chen Chuchu turned and went to the restroom. A smile curled on her lips as she took out her phone and sent a text: [Galaxy Convenience Supermarket on Meteor Road. They’ve already set off.]

The drive from the villa to the supermarket took twenty minutes. Outside the car window, a summer breeze swayed the treetops; inside, the atmosphere was silent and heavy.

The cameraman looked at the two in the back—one staring out the window, one dozing off. His brow was furrowed into a deep ‘V’. The director urged him through his earpiece to find a topic and break the awkward silence.

Just as the cameraman was about to speak, a “thump” echoed. Judging by the sound, it was a hard hit.

Jiang Shiluo let out a hiss of pain. She lifted her lashes, her eyes clouded with a trace of daze.

Rubbing her forehead, she looked at Tang Chi with a slightly aggrieved expression: “Miss Tang, I’m so sleepy~ Can I borrow your lap to lie down for a bit?”

“Better not. Alphas and Omegas shouldn’t be so physically intimate.” Tang Chi looked at the girl’s soft, obedient appearance and was somewhat shocked. Did that hit just now break the heroine’s brain? Why is she completely different from how she was at the villa? “Besides, don’t sleep yet. We should be arriving any second.”

“We’re fifteen minutes away from the destination,” the cameraman’s voice sounded a bit excited.

Finally, these two had some interaction, and the bullet comments had just come back to life. He couldn’t let this fire go out so easily. Even if Jiang Shiluo just lay on Tang Chi’s lap, it was better than one staring at the sky and the other hitting the window.

Tang Chi’s expression was awkward and hesitant. Jiang Shiluo glanced at her, said nothing more, and went back to her nap.

A moment later, her forehead hit the glass again. This time, the sound was much louder than the first.

The sound was intimidating, but in truth, it didn’t hurt that much.

Jiang Shiluo rubbed her forehead, lifted her misty eyes to glance at Tang Chi once, and closed them again.

Tang Chi’s brow furrowed. She asked hesitantly, “How about… you lie down for a bit?”

“Actually, better not.” Jiang Shiluo brushed her falling hair back, revealing her smooth, fair face and her slightly reddened forehead. “I think Miss Tang was right. Alphas and Omegas shouldn’t be so intimate.”

Tang Chi: “…”

This heroine holds such a grudge. It seems Ye Yifeng is going to have his hands full coaxing her later.

To prevent the heroine from hitting herself into a stupor, Tang Chi found a way out for herself. She took a blanket and draped it over her thighs. “With the blanket, we won’t actually be touching. Just think of me as a mattress.”

[Tang Chi is hilarious. I’ve never seen someone tell another person to treat them like a mattress.]

[This Movie Queen… that hair-flip and look she gave… she seems a bit ‘scheming,’ doesn’t she?]

[Sisters, what do I do? I kind of want to ship them. Please slap me awake.]

Jiang Shiluo looked at the blanket on her lap, rubbed her eyes as if she hadn’t had enough sleep, and said, “I don’t want to lie down right now. Can I borrow your shoulder to lean on?”

Tang Chi: “…”

How can she keep pushing her luck?

But since she had been the one to suggest the nap, it felt wrong to back out now. She could only bite the bullet and agree.

Jiang Shiluo found a comfortable position on Tang Chi’s shoulder, half her face resting against Tang Chi’s collarbone. She said contentedly, “Thank you, President Tang.”

Her slightly raspy, soft voice was alluring and sexy. Tang Chi’s heart began to beat rapidly for some reason. She took a deep breath and slowly exhaled, but Jiang Shiluo could still clearly feel the slight rise and fall of her shoulder. A corner of Jiang Shiluo’s mouth curled up involuntarily.

It seemed her guess was right: Tang Chi wasn’t as cold-hearted as the rumors suggested. On the contrary, she was surprisingly soft-hearted.

If that was the case, her goal should be easy to achieve, right?

She wasn’t actually that sleepy, but the faint, refreshing scent of mint and lemon lingered around her nose. This scent unexpectedly made her feel safe and relaxed. Her guard dropped, her consciousness blurred, and she unknowingly fell into a deep sleep.

Ten minutes after the car parked at the supermarket entrance, Tang Chi looked at the person sleeping soundly on her shoulder. Hardening her heart, she lightly patted Jiang Shiluo’s shoulder. “Miss Jiang, wake up.”

The person on her shoulder slowly blinked awake. She sat up straight, pressed her brow, and rubbed her eyes, looking incredibly dazed and cute. Her voice carried a hint of morning rasp: “We’re here?”

Tang Chi’s throat bobbed. She unconsciously softened her voice: “Yeah, we’re here. Let’s get out.”

Jiang Shiluo looked at Tang Chi, about to say thank you, when she saw a bright red lipstick mark on the collar of Tang Chi’s white shirt. Her dazed eyes instantly cleared. “This lipstick mark… how did it get there?”

“Um… you did it.” Recalling the warm, soft sensation from moments ago, Tang Chi’s earlobes flushed crimson.

Jiang Shiluo: “???”

Seeing Tang Chi remain silent, the cameraman explained what had happened.

It turned out that right as they were reaching the supermarket, a white BMW had suddenly swerved out from a side road. The driver had dodged sharply, causing the car to lurch. Jiang Shiluo’s head had tilted, her lips landing right on Tang Chi’s neck, leaving a streak of vivid red on the pure white shirt.

“It was a complete accident,” the cameraman said. “As long as everyone is okay.”

Jiang Shiluo looked at the mark, her brows knitting slightly. How had she slept so soundly in front of Tang Chi? She usually woke up at the slightest sound, yet she hadn’t felt a thing.

The group walked into the supermarket. As the director said, there were very few shoppers. The supermarket staff’s eyes lit up when they saw them, but the director had already cleared it with the manager; they wouldn’t interfere with the filming.

They arrived at the vegetable section. Tang Chi took out the list, tore it in half, and handed the vegetable section to Jiang Shiluo. “Let’s split up. It’ll be faster.”

She was about to leave when Jiang Shiluo said hesitantly, “But… I don’t know how to pick them.”

“Vegetables don’t need much picking,” Tang Chi said. “Just check that the leaves aren’t rotten.”

She tried to leave again but was called back by the cameraman: “Teacher Tang, we only have one camera.”

“Just film Jiang Shiluo,” Tang Chi said briskly. “I’ll be quick on my end.”

With that, she turned and headed for the meat section.

She hadn’t been browsing for long when the phone in her pocket vibrated.

It was Director Lu. His voice sounded frantic: “President Tang, go save Miss Jiang! A pervert is harassing her!”

Tang Chi’s heart skipped a beat. She raced back toward the vegetable section. When she arrived, she saw Jiang Shiluo on the ground, her body visibly trembling like a lily on the verge of wilting. A man was kneeling before her, looking down at her, reaching out his hand as if to touch Jiang Shiluo’s cheek.

“Get your filthy hands off her!”