After Transmigrating as a Scum Alpha, I Pampered the Best Actress Omega - Chapter 13
Don’t misunderstand—her biology grades back in her own world were actually quite good, but this world was completely different from her original one!
Zhai You had confirmed that she didn’t have any extra “attachments.” Logically, she shouldn’t be able to get a girl pregnant… but Father Zhai and Mother Zhai had managed to conceive her, right?
A female Alpha and a female Omega could have a child, right?
The original book didn’t describe it much, probably because it was serialized on a certain “Green Site”.
Anyway, it was very “clean.”
And unlike other transmigration novels, Zhai You hadn’t inherited the original host’s memories. Up until now, she had been stumbling through social interactions by trial and error.
In short, Zhai You was curious: how exactly could she and Jiang Bailu have their own child?
The question was honestly embarrassing to ask.
Father Zhai rubbed her temples; this was the first time she’d felt this particular brand of frustration.
She felt like pressing Zhai You back into the womb to be reborn.
But that would mean making her wife suffer all over again, so Father Zhai took a deep breath.
As a father, teaching her Alpha daughter the facts of life wasn’t too big a problem, except… Father Zhai looked at her with a “disappointed in iron for not becoming steel” expression: “I sent you to school, and you spent the whole time skipping!”
To think she’d have to ask about such common knowledge.
Zhai You defended herself pitifully: “Isn’t it just because I’m too nervous? Asking you makes me feel more secure.”
That’s fair, Father Zhai mused.
She and Mother Zhai hadn’t been nearly as nervous as Zhai You during their first time. Her daughter was truly too useless.
“Pheromones.”
Father Zhai set aside her work and looked at her foolish daughter with paternal affection: “You haven’t bitten through her gland yet, have you? That’s a method an Alpha uses to mark an Omega.”
“Once marked, other Alphas will no longer be able to sense her pheromones. She belongs exclusively to you.”
Zhai You’s throat moved.
It was true—even though Mother Zhai was physically affectionate with her, she couldn’t sense Mother Zhai’s Omega pheromones.
If Father Zhai knew what Zhai You was thinking, she’d probably throw a folder at her. Unfilial daughter.
“After the marking, the pheromones of both parties intertwine, which leads to conception. The more intense the ‘Heat’ period, the higher the probability of pregnancy.”
Zhai You listened, dumbfounded.
She wanted to say this didn’t follow the laws of science or common sense… but then again, with Alphas, Betas, and Omegas in the mix, why would she need her old common sense?
In this world, these facts were the truth.
After explaining, Father Zhai paused: “Have you done it with her yet?”
Zhai You remained stubbornly silent. She wanted to bite the bullet and say they had, but meeting Father Zhai’s knowing gaze, the words died in her throat.
“Sigh.” Father Zhai let out a sigh of inexplicable disappointment in her daughter.
“You were too impulsive getting that marriage certificate. Your mother is very upset.”
“I didn’t want it to be like this either.” Zhai You pursed her lips. She had also wanted to come together with Jiang Bailu naturally—to confess their relationship to both sets of parents before getting the certificate, having a wedding, and starting a family.
But special circumstances required special measures.
Jiang Bailu didn’t like her; in fact, you could say she loathed her.
Therefore, Zhai You had decided to take a more roundabout approach.
Having thought it through, gotten the money, and acquired the knowledge she sought, Zhai You spoke decisively: “Then I won’t disturb you any longer. Good luck, Dad!”
Father Zhai looked at her for a long moment, her red lips parting slightly: “Get out.”
Will do.
Coming out of the room, Zhai You sent a text to Sister Ji, asking where Director Guo planned to film.
After a few steps, Zhai You ran into the butler.
The butler held a small card with a strange expression and said to Zhai You: “Miss, I found this in your coat pocket. You should keep it safe in the future and not let the Madam see it.”
A small card in my coat pocket?
Zhai You took it in confusion. She had just thrown on a random jacket when she went out and hadn’t noticed if there was anything in the pockets.
Or rather, she hadn’t even realized the jacket had pockets.
Zhai You held the card up.
It was printed with several large hearts and a drooling emoji.
[Sexy Beauty, Chatting Online]
“…” Zhai You’s expression stiffened. “I can explain.”
“Miss doesn’t need to explain to me.” The butler’s gaze was very indulgent; no matter what Zhai You did, he was on her side.
“It’s just that now you have Miss Jiang, perhaps…”
The butler paused. “In the future, you can go to her. There’s no need to contact these women of unknown origin.”
If Qiao Yan knew the butler considered her a “woman of unknown origin,” she would probably jump three feet in the air with rage.
Served her right.
For stuffing a small card in her pocket! Zhai You finally understood why Qiao Yan had suddenly gone crazy and hugged her neck—it was to distract her so she could plant evidence!
Her neck, which hadn’t been hurting as much, started throbbing again.
Not just her neck, her head was hurting too.
“Don’t tell my parents about this,” Zhai You instructed, having just come from Father Zhai’s room. She added, “And Jiang Bailu—she mustn’t know!”
Even though Jiang Bailu had been present at the time.
To avoid unnecessary misunderstandings, Zhai You couldn’t let her find out.
“I understand.” The butler nodded.
Zhai You breathed a sigh of relief. She knew that if the butler didn’t “understand,” he wouldn’t be bringing the card to her—he’d be taking it to Mother Zhai.
So she relaxed, attempting to put the matter out of her mind.
Wait? Back in her room, a thought suddenly struck Zhai You.
She pulled the card out again.
With excitement in her eyes, she hurriedly dialed the number on the card to call Qiao Yan.
“Are you saying…”
Mother Zhai was in her room adjusting her perfume. She wore a long white dress, the hem resting on the polished floor, her bare feet stepping lightly.
She was waiting charmingly in the room for Father Zhai to finish her work.
The butler knocked and entered, informing her of the situation.
“Youyou has a small card from another woman in her clothes?” Mother Zhai frowned. A small card sounded suspicious; it seemed it was time to restrict Zhai You’s outings.
She wouldn’t have interfered before, but Zhai You had already brought a woman home.
Mother Zhai pouted. Her daughter had gone astray.
Dabbing perfume on her wrist, Mother Zhai suddenly paused: “Does the little girl Youyou brought home know?”
“The Young Miss instructed me to hide this matter.”
“Then she doesn’t know.” Mother Zhai curled her lips, feeling a bit happy. “It seems Youyou doesn’t like her that much after all. That puts my mind at ease.”
She had disliked Jiang Bailu at first sight.
If Zhai You loved her, she would have pretended not to see and ignored her for the sake of peace.
But if she didn’t like her…
Then it would be better for Zhai You to find someone else. As her mother, she could handle that.
Jiang Bailu lay on the edge of the bed, leaving a large space empty.
She occupied only a tiny corner.
She closed her eyes, her eyelashes trembling like butterfly wings about to take flight. A flush had appeared on her pale face; she was delirious with fever, murmuring restlessly.
“Mama, you’ll be okay…”
“I won’t agree to you.”
“Don’t—”
Jiang Bailu snapped her eyes open. Her cheeks were burning hot, but the dream she’d just had left her heart feeling as if it had fallen into an ice cellar.
In the dream, Zhai You had been brutally consuming her, leaving no corner untouched.
She had even crudely bitten through her gland, leaving her powerless to resist, able only to let out kitten-like whimpers.
It was like an inescapable abyss. Jiang Bailu was startled, and as she woke, her eyes were still full of terror.
She slowly sat up, cradling her face in her hands.
She tried to calm herself down.
Her thoughts drifted back to two months ago. She had just signed her contract with the company when she received the devastating news of her mother’s cancer.
At the time, she was lost. Under the company’s arrangement, she attended a banquet.
There, she encountered Zhai You.
Back then, Jiang Bailu was just a newcomer, standing in the furthest corner of the banquet hall. She noticed Zhai You in the center of the room—who had also debuted not long ago.
The lights played across Zhai You’s face; her features looked like an oil painting meticulously carved by an artist, a beauty so rich one wouldn’t dare disturb it.
She had tip-toed to the other side to get a better look at Zhai You.
Jiang Bailu had thought then: She’s so beautiful; she’ll surely become a superstar.
From the conversations around her, she learned the person’s name was Zhai You.
Before long, amidst gasps of surprise, she saw Zhai You walking toward her, step by step—
That beauty had turned into the fangs of a demon.
Jiang Bailu swallowed hard, breaking into a cold sweat that left her mouth parched.
She looked around the room for water but couldn’t see any.
She realized then, in a daze, that this was Zhai You’s room. For someone like Zhai You, she only had to call out and someone would bring water in.
Jiang Bailu could only endure it in silence.
She lay back down and closed her eyes, but Zhai You’s face appeared again.
“Sign this contract; don’t be ungrateful—”
It was a sponsorship contract that required Jiang Bailu to obey Zhai You unconditionally.
“Do you want to get married to me?” This was the Zhai You with a warm gaze.