After Transmigrating as a Scum Alpha, I Pampered the Best Actress Omega - Chapter 12

Father Zhai wore a black suit jacket paired with a short skirt and a white chiffon blouse underneath. The neckline had an irregular edge, making her look both sharp and noble.

Charming and full of presence, she was the genuine father of the family—a Female Alpha.

The entire Zhai family was exceptionally good-looking; aside from Zhai You, her parents both possessed superior features that seemed untouched by time.

Now, as the two of them embraced by the dining table, it was clear they were a deeply loving couple.

Zhai You picked up a rib from her bowl and began to chew while lost in thought.

This is an ABO society.

The one who gives birth is the Mother; the one who causes the Mother to give birth is the Father.

After spending considerable effort accepting this fact, Zhai You looked at Father Zhai’s cold, elegant face and called out: “Dad?”

“Mm.” Father Zhai’s reaction was minimal, indicating Zhai You hadn’t used the wrong title.

Aside from that, Zhai You realized something else—something very important.

This realization made the ribs taste a little less savory.

Once she pushed aside the last of her internal awkwardness, Zhai You put down her chopsticks. “I’m finished eating.”

“Are you both full?” Mother Zhai looked at Zhai You and Jiang Bailu.

Her gaze lingered on Jiang Bailu for a moment. Seemingly not wanting her husband to see her “ugly” side, she simply frowned and said nothing.

“I came back late.” Father Zhai sat down beside Mother Zhai and noticed the food in her bowl was untouched. “My dear wife waited specifically for me; I’m so happy.”

“Keep dreaming.” Mother Zhai pursed her lips, offering a shy, playful rebuke.

“…”

“Then Bailu and I will head back to the room first.”

In front of her parents, Zhai You reached out toward Jiang Bailu, her gaze carrying a hint of doting.

Jiang Bailu’s eyes were cool and clear, revealing little emotion. She stared at those slender, fair hands, dazed for a moment before finally placing her hand in Zhai You’s.

Zhai You had told her she didn’t need to say much.

Just being quiet was enough.

Jiang Bailu was happy to be idle, so she didn’t speak. She simply followed Zhai You’s lead, playing the part of a beautiful and docile canary.

They walked upstairs. At the corner, Jiang Bailu quickly snatched her hand back and took a step away from Zhai You, her repulsion evident.

The moment she was away from Father and Mother Zhai, she didn’t even want to pretend.

“I understand the contract now.”

Jiang Bailu took a deep breath.

“You want me to act as your wife to stop others from getting close to you, right? Don’t worry, I have some confidence in my acting; I won’t let the secret out.”

“But in private… could you please not touch me?”

Zhai You looked down at her now-empty palm.

Her eyes were unreadable.

She had almost forgotten what kind of image she held in Jiang Bailu’s heart.

Shoving her hands into her pockets, Zhai You felt a distinct sense of loss. She let out a long sigh: “Go back to the room and rest first. I’ll have the butler arrange another room for me to stay in.”

Jiang Bailu’s palm still felt a bit warm. She was sick right now, and Zhai You had been thinking about that while they were walking upstairs.

But she hadn’t expected Jiang Bailu to pull her hand away so quickly.

Having only held it for a few minutes left Zhai You feeling a bit reluctant to let go.

As she thought about finding more opportunities in the future to take Jiang Bailu out just so she could shamelessly hold her hand, Zhai You couldn’t help but say: “Don’t overthink things for now. We’ll discuss the details once you’ve recovered.”

Jiang Bailu’s expression turned unnatural for a split second.

She didn’t dare look at Zhai You again, unwilling to admit she was afraid of becoming dependent on her.

When she was being led upstairs, she had felt a strange, inexplicable sense of security in her heart.

After Zhai You finished speaking, she saw Jiang Bailu into the room and casually closed the door.

With the door shut tight, Jiang Bailu couldn’t see outside. She stood motionless, her breathing slowing down. Only when she looked at the bed nearby did she realize why.

Maybe a straightforward sponsorship would have been better.

That way, emotions wouldn’t be involved, and she could live with a clear mind.

Downstairs, Father Zhai was feeding her wife. “You don’t seem to like that girl.”

“I don’t want to talk about it right now.” Mother Zhai had been eating happily, but her mood soured at the mention of the subject.

“Then we won’t. Let’s eat first,” Father Zhai coaxed.

“Actually, I want to talk about it now.”

“…”

Mother Zhai leaned against her and said softly: “Darling, in your heart, what kind of person am I?”

“My wife is the best, of course.” Father Zhai lowered her head.

They recalled their days back at school.

“I can see that our daughter really likes her. Originally, I should respect the person my daughter likes.” Mother Zhai felt strange, her face showing concern.

“But when I see her, I feel an uncontrollable sense of disgust. Yet once she leaves, I realize that disgust is completely groundless.”

“Do you think… this is…”

Father Zhai thought for a moment. “Let nature take its course. Youyou is grown up; she has to learn to handle things herself.”

“I suppose so.”

Mother Zhai stopped thinking about it and continued dinner with Father Zhai.

With no one to disturb them, they ate very slowly.

Unhappy.

Zhai You lay on her bed, fuming. This was a room the butler had hurriedly prepared. When the butler asked why she wasn’t staying with Jiang Bailu, she had to act out in “embarrassed rage”:

“Bailu kicks the blankets in her sleep! I’m not sharing a room with her!”

Butler: “…”

Zhai You: QAQ, I wouldn’t even mind if she actually kicked the blankets.

She raised her hand toward the ceiling, fingers splayed.

A moment later, a helpless smile crept onto her lips. Zhai You rolled around hugging her duvet, thinking: Wife is so, so soft. I want to hold her and cuddle.

We’ve held hands so many times today; next time it’ll be a kiss, right?

After venting her emotions, Zhai You sat up with a cold face, perfectly demonstrating a woman’s fickle temperament.

She called Sister Ji.

It was night now, and the manager didn’t want to be “on the clock.”

But the call was answered.

“If you’re asking about Jiang Bailu,” Sister Ji got straight to the point, “the director might not agree.”

“Why?” Zhai You’s brow furrowed. She had already told Jiang Bailu everything.

She was just thinking about how to get closer to her once they were on set, only to hear this bad news. It was truly a disaster.

“Is it not enough money?” Zhai You scratched her head, realizing she’d forgotten to ask Father Zhai for more.

“It shouldn’t be a money issue.” Through the phone, Zhai You couldn’t see Sister Ji’s expression. Just hearing her voice, Sister Ji seemed like a reasonable person.

Mainly because losing her temper at Zhai You was useless.

This girl was an ancestor to be served.

“I went to see the director today. It seems filming is stalled because of the shooting location.”

“He didn’t seem to be in a good mood. He also stated he hadn’t considered letting Jiang Bailu join the cast. After I brought it up, he said he’d discuss it with the screenwriter, but I think it’s unlikely.”

Sister Ji was talking nonsense.

She had been in the industry long enough—if she couldn’t see through things, she’d have lived in vain.

She said this just to get Zhai You to give up.

Or rather, to set some expectations so she could get Zhai You to compromise later.

“Director Guo is a man of pride and integrity. If pushed too hard, he’d rather not film at all.” Sister Ji tested Zhai You’s reaction.

“I can try my best to persuade him to let Jiang Bailu act, but your role will probably be gone.”

A perfectly good Alpha… why is she only thinking about playing an Omega role?

“That won’t do.”

Either neither of them acts, or both do… If only one person could be in it, she might as well find a way to switch to a different drama.

Ideally, she’d arrange one for Jiang Bailu that had zero romance scenes.

Zhai You rubbed her eyes. Although the original host had ruined Deliberate Love in the book, the author had spent a lot of ink describing how good the show should have been.

She didn’t want Jiang Bailu to miss out.

Zhai You took a breath: “You keep negotiating on your end. I’ll go find some support.”

“…” Needless to say, Zhai You’s “support” was her parents. If Father and Mother Zhai found out she was scrambling to play an Omega role, they’d have to love her a lot not to break her legs.

“Go ahead then.”

Breaking her legs might be good actually. She’d be quiet for a while and stop causing headaches.

No time like the present.

Zhai You never procrastinated. She went straight to find Father Zhai, who had finished dinner.

Even though the Zhai family were nouveau riche who made a fortune through luck, there were still business matters to handle.

Even if Father Zhai only wanted to spend time with Mother Zhai, she knew:

Only by having money could her wife live a better life.

So during certain times of the year, Father Zhai worked diligently. Now was one of those times.

After she knocked, Father Zhai let Zhai You in.

She looked up from her work: “Are you here to talk to me about that girl?”

“No.” Well, not entirely. Zhai You walked over shamelessly. “I’m here to ask for money.”

“…”

Money was easy.

Father Zhai called her assistant to transfer money to Zhai You’s card. Within minutes, another string of digits appeared in Zhai You’s bank account.

This sheer financial power made Zhai You absolutely love this family and her status as a rich heiress.

The original host really didn’t know how to enjoy her blessings.

“There’s one more thing.” Zhai You didn’t rush to leave, lingering in place.

She had been thinking about this since Father Zhai came home.

“Regarding biology.”

Father Zhai’s pen paused. She looked over, trying to remain calm.

“Specifically… how does one get a girl pregnant?”