After Transmigrating as a Scum Alpha, I Pampered the Best Actress Omega - Chapter 2

Jiang Bailu stood at the door of the hotel room, her eyes hollow. She thought back to what the doctor had told her.

“The patient is in the late stages of cancer and requires chemotherapy. The surgery fee is approximately 200,000. It’s best to perform the procedure as soon as possible; the patient’s body cannot afford to wait.”

Jiang Bailu held the room card in her trembling hands, unable to find the courage to open the door.

This is all for Mother.

Jiang Bailu raised a hand and touched her face.

With a beep, the door opened.

She walked in to find the room empty; Zhai You hadn’t returned yet.

Thinking about what was about to happen, Jiang Bailu’s eyes filled with humiliation and rage. But she had no choice! For a moment, she didn’t know if she loathed that person more, or herself.

She lay quietly on the bed and began to wait.

An indeterminate amount of time passed before a strong Alpha pheromone hit her nose. The scent of roses washed over her—a crisp, modern floral note so intoxicating that Jiang Bailu’s gaze turned vacant for a split second.

Judging by scent alone, she actually liked Zhai You.

Then, Jiang Bailu’s eyes cleared.

But this person had the nerve to approach her directly with a room card and a sponsorship contract. If it weren’t for her mother’s surgery fees, she never would have come!

Tearing herself away from the seductive pheromones, Jiang Bailu wrapped herself in defensiveness like a hedgehog.

Zhai You didn’t come to the bedroom.

Jiang Bailu froze for a moment, hearing her move toward the bathroom, followed by the sound of splashing water. It made Jiang Bailu’s heart race uncontrollably.

Before her heartbeat could settle, she heard rapid footsteps. The person seemed to be rushing into the room with such urgency that Jiang Bailu couldn’t help but wonder:

Did this person even actually shower?

“Jiang Bailu?”

“…………”

What’s going on? Didn’t I text the assistant to tell her not to come?

Zhai You stared blankly at the woman before her. She looked exactly as the plot described: staring back with a face full of wariness, but because she had round, “deer-like” eyes, she looked more pitiable than threatening. Her skin was so delicate it looked like a single pinch would leave a red mark.

It was provocative.

Zhai You licked the tip of her canine tooth. She realized she was actually thinking—wildly—about how it would feel to bite through her gland.

She wanted to control her.

She wanted to possess her.

The sudden surge of impulse made Zhai You uncomfortable. She didn’t know if it was the influence of the plot or this damn Alpha/Omega dynamic. Regardless, Zhai You didn’t move. She stood her ground, her breath scorching, feeling like a beast losing its mind.

She smells so good.

That thought consumed Zhai You’s mind.

Sensing she was in a dangerous situation, Jiang Bailu’s face filled with panic. She raised her snow-white face, her dark eyes brimming with tears. She possessed a sense of fragility that made one want to break her.

“You said… only for one year.”

When Jiang Bailu’s trembling voice rang out, Zhai You paused.

One year… that seems a bit short.

Zhai You didn’t know what was wrong with her thinking. Possessed by some strange whim, she wanted to extend the time, even as the fading logic in her brain screamed:

This is the heroine! You’re cannon fodder! Wake up!

Seeing that Zhai You wasn’t speaking, Jiang Bailu sat on the bed, her hands nervously interlaced and rubbing together. The other woman’s gaze fell on her without any attempt at concealment, intensifying Jiang Bailu’s panic. She looked innocent and terrified, her eyes misty.

Zhai You is a cruel person, Jiang Bailu believed.

She had heard from her manager that an actress once accidentally offended Zhai You and had all her resources cut off, losing any chance of working in the industry ever again. If possible, Jiang Bailu still wanted to achieve her dreams.

Now, she bit her lower lip with her pearly white teeth and pleaded weakly: “Just one year, okay?”

Zhai You’s gaze drifted over her as if sizing her up. After a moment, she spoke.

“No.”

Rumble.

A bolt of lightning tore through the sky. The thunder made the glass windows hum, and the entire city was swallowed by heavy rain.

Jiang Bailu’s brow furrowed tightly, her knuckles turning white from clenching her fists.

She said no. Zhai You said no.

What do I do, what do I do, what do I do…

A low chuckle escaped Zhai You’s throat. She watched as Jiang Bailu’s snow-white face turned deathly pale. “You can leave.”

Jiang Bailu’s eyes widened in shock, doubting she had heard correctly.

In that moment, she realized what she was truly afraid of. She couldn’t leave. If she left, what would happen to her mother’s medical bills? She wasn’t afraid of humiliation or misery now; she only worried for her mother’s health. Her mother had been the sole pillar of the family for years.

She couldn’t let her mother die of cancer! With that thought, Jiang Bailu suppressed the unspeakable emotions in her heart and pleaded: “Then you tell me… how long?”

Looking at Jiang Bailu’s aggrieved expression, Zhai You couldn’t help but want to lean in and pinch her cheek.

She’s so cute; how can she be the person from the plot? Zhai You lowered her eyelashes, her thoughts a mess. She understood the reason for Jiang Bailu’s plea.

It was just medical bills. Surgery fees.

She thought of the many zeros in her bank account.

She was a bit reluctant to let Jiang Bailu suffer, and she could certainly afford the cost.

But if she really signed that sponsorship contract, she would truly be at a dead end. Touching the Righteous Lead’s woman—wasn’t that just seeking death?

On Jiang Bailu’s pale little face, her pupils trembled with unease.

She didn’t know if it was an illusion, but she felt as though Zhai You had become a different person—someone who had lost interest in her.

Zhai You studied her quietly.

She walked over and reached out to touch Jiang Bailu’s cheek. As expected, it was ice cold.

Zhai You withdrew her hand.

In the plot, the original host fell in love with Jiang Bailu at first sight.

She hadn’t expected that by transmigrating into the body of someone with the same name, she would fall under the same spell. Watching Jiang Bailu grow restless because of her touch, Zhai You curled her lips, though there was no joy in the gesture.

She was thinking about something—something very serious.

Jiang Bailu watched Zhai You pull her hand back, her lips twitching. Is she disgusted by me? The fact that she was actually worried about being found distasteful made her chest tighten with discomfort.

Jiang Bailu lowered her head weakly: “Then, then can you…”

Asking to borrow money was something Jiang Bailu had never done before.

But now, forced by circumstances, Jiang Bailu went through every person she knew in her head. It seemed only Zhai You could help her.

If only Zhai You were willing.

Zhai You’s expression was solemn, as if waiting to hear what Jiang Bailu would say.

It was just that the woman’s clean voice was so broken it made one want to pin her down and make her produce… other sounds.

Zhai You tapped her finger lightly against her arm.

She made a decision.

Maybe the plot was unavoidable, and that was why she was falling for Jiang Bailu. Watching her every reaction, Zhai You’s heart couldn’t help but throb. It was like an “old house on fire”—someone who had never loved before finally having their heart moved.

It was strange, and she was reluctant to admit it.

Her eyes flickered. “How about this? Let’s change the contract.”

Jiang Bailu looked at her blankly. “What contract?”

“An engagement.”

Zhai You slept well.

The bed in the luxury hotel was incredibly comfortable. She had actually fallen asleep without a single psychological burden, and she woke up feeling refreshed—so refreshed she wanted to stay in bed and play a few rounds of games.

She grabbed her phone from the nightstand.

Jiang Bailu had already left.

Last night, she had proposed a new contract to Jiang Bailu.

Since she liked her this much, why not give it a try?

A suicidal sponsorship contract was definitely out of the question—Zhai You hadn’t lost her mind to that extent—so she had tactfully proposed an engagement.

The original host had a screw loose and didn’t know how to pursue someone they liked.

But she wasn’t the original host.

First, trick her into marriage, wait for her to fall in love, and then let nature take its course.

If Jiang Bailu ended up never liking her, at least she would have tried; failure wouldn’t be the end of the world. And she hadn’t done anything terrible to Jiang Bailu. When the time came, even if Jiang Bailu ended up with the Righteous Lead, she should be able to live out her life in peace, right?

But, she didn’t want to lose.

Muttering to herself, Zhai You opened her browser and searched for the name “Zhai You.”

She needed to understand her situation first.

The results showed that aside from being the eldest miss of the AL Group, she was surrounded by nothing but vitriol.

Zhai You quickly closed the browser, pretending she hadn’t seen anything.

She only calmed down after opening WX (WeChat).

The internet was terrifying.

After piecing together the original host’s current situation from chat logs and finding her home address, Zhai You felt relieved.

She lay back on the bed, staring at the ceiling and let out a little “hehe” laugh.

Transmigrated into a book, and now she has money and a wife.

A phone call interrupted her thoughts.

The caller ID was “The Old Witch.” Zhai You panicked, thinking it was the original host’s mother, but after answering, she realized it was her manager.

“Where are you? You have an announcement/gig.”

“Oh, I’m not going,” Zhai You answered nonchalantly.

She had money now; she could afford to break a contract or two.

Manager: “…”

She really didn’t know what to do with this nouveau riche heiress.

Seriously, why did she even enter the entertainment industry? She did nothing all day, then on a whim, she’d say she wanted gigs and wanted to be a normal actress. Then she’d turn around and say she wasn’t going.

The manager was furious but didn’t dare provoke her.

Money is god, the manager muttered to herself several times. Still unable to hold back her anger, she snapped, “Then are you going to breach the contract for Deliberate Love too?”

“Breach… breach… No!” Zhai You’ve brow furrowed as she remembered something.

She couldn’t follow the original host’s path.

In the novel, Jiang Bailu mentioned many times that she loved acting.

Since everyone already thought she joined the cast for Jiang Bailu, she might as well lean into it.

What was this manager’s name again? “Sister Ji, arrange for Jiang Bailu to join. I don’t care what role she wants, give her whatever she likes. Her priority is higher than mine!”

Sister Ji: “Have you finally gone mad from chasing women?”