After Transmigrating as a Scum Alpha, I Pampered the Best Actress Omega - Chapter 3

Sister Ji arrived at the hotel with her usual vigorous and resolute pace. All along the way, she wondered just how crazy Zhai You had to be to say something like that.

With the help of the hotel staff, she pushed the door open forcefully, looking very much like she was about to catch a cheater in the act. However, after circling the room, she found no trace of any “hidden beauty.”

Sister Ji stood with her arms crossed, silently observing Zhai You. Fortunately, she was a Beta and couldn’t smell the overwhelming pheromones saturating the room; otherwise, she would have surely misunderstood and thought Zhai You had fought several rounds of “battle” last night. But if an Alpha or Omega were to walk in, they would never believe that Zhai You had done absolutely nothing.

“Which role in Deliberate Love do you want Jiang Bailu to play?” After several rounds of staring each other down, Sister Ji finally spoke first.

During this time, Zhai You was constantly preparing herself mentally, terrified that anyone would notice her secret. She sized up Sister Ji and concluded: The person saved as ‘Old Witch’ truly has a different kind of aura.

To be honest, Zhai You never read “books within books,” so she had no idea what Deliberate Love was about. But judging by the title, it was clearly a romance drama. And a Yuri one at that.

“The female lead, obviously,” Zhai You said. Sister Ji looked momentarily stunned.

“Is there a problem?” Zhai You didn’t understand.

Sister Ji hesitated several times, but eventually, reminding herself that Zhai You was her bread and butter, she said politely, “If you’ve thought it through, there’s no problem. Does Jiang Bailu agree?”

Zhai You: “I haven’t told her yet.” But being able to play the lead role should make Jiang Bailu very happy. The book mentioned that Jiang Bailu was extremely passionate about acting and treated every performance seriously.

Now that I finally have money to burn, shouldn’t I arrange a good job for my wife?

Female lead it is!

“Fine,” Sister Ji agreed. “You know the screenwriter already wanted Jiang Bailu. We’re just… letting her change roles.”

“Exactly, exactly,” Zhai You nodded in agreement. Sister Ji found the sight incredibly vexing.

In truth, she didn’t want to manage an artist like Zhai You at all. Rich kids entering the industry were the biggest headache; they treated it like a game. Zhai You was the type who wouldn’t even pretend to try, constantly causing major trouble. Sister Ji felt she’d gained several new wrinkles lately. Yet, she had agreed to be Zhai You’s manager for reasons that weren’t a big deal now. Ultimately, Sister Ji did view Zhai You as one of her own; otherwise, she wouldn’t have rushed to the hotel so urgently.

“So, why are you giving Jiang Bailu this chance? Tell me the reason,” Sister Ji questioned.

Well… Zhai You perked up and pulled a pen and paper from a drawer. Because resources were limited last night, they hadn’t signed a formal contract, only had a brief communication.

On the paper was written:

“Party A and Party B establish an engagement, limited to three years.”

“During this period, Party A must not have ambiguous or inappropriate relationships with other Omegas. Likewise, Party B must stay away from other Alphas as much as possible. Both parties must remain celibate/faithful during the contract period.”

“Party A will not force Party B to do anything. Party B needs to consult Party A before making major decisions.”

“Party B must compliment Party A on her looks once a day.”

“…”

Sister Ji’s brow throbbed as she read.

“You’re getting married to Jiang Bailu?” And you drafted such a childish… engagement contract? “Have you lost your mind?” Sister Ji’s eyes widened. If she listened any further, she felt she’d lose ten years off her life.

“Didn’t you say you were just playing around?”

“Sister Ji, don’t say things like that anymore. During the contract period, I must remain faithful!”

“…”

Last night, Jiang Bailu was clearly stunned, looking at Zhai You as if she were a ghost. But Zhai You wasn’t joking. She had actually called for hotel staff, asked for paper and a pen, and wrote this down amidst the dangerously sweet pheromones that could have triggered a “fire” at any moment. She wanted to marry Jiang Bailu.

But Zhai You wasn’t stupid. She knew that after everything the original host had done, Jiang Bailu would never agree to marriage easily. That’s why she wrote this playful-looking contract to gauge Jiang Bailu’s reaction.

To lower Jiang Bailu’s guard, Zhai You added: “If you agree, I’ll handle your mother’s medical bills. But during the contract, if anyone pursues me, you have to help me block them.”

The lure of medical fees was too great for Jiang Bailu. And Zhai You’s request wasn’t particularly excessive—at least compared to a “sponsorship” deal.

Someone pursuing Zhai You? Is this a joke? When Jiang Bailu signed her name, she stole a glance at Zhai You. Radiant, glowing skin and brilliant red hair.

If it weren’t for her track record, based on looks alone, Zhai You was truly… charming. Her pheromones even had a lovely rose scent.

“Why are you signing now? This was just for you to see; I’ll print the formal contract tomorrow.”

“…”

“…”

Sister Ji stared at the handwriting on the paper as if trying to make flowers grow from it. She saw Jiang Bailu’s name at the bottom—the handwriting was distinctly different. Compared to Zhai You’s arrogant or “ghost-scribble” scrawl, Jiang Bailu’s writing was elegant and clean, just like her.

Sister Ji couldn’t understand: “What do you gain from this?”

If she liked Jiang Bailu, why propose a sponsorship deal in the first place? To suddenly claim to be serious now… her previous actions were like shooting herself in the foot. Did Zhai You find this amusing?

“Fine, I won’t bother with you,” Sister Ji put the notebook down in disgust. This was for Zhai You’s family to handle; she was just a manager. Besides, Zhai You didn’t have an image to protect anyway. No matter what she did, she was the one getting cursed at; she couldn’t blame anyone else.

“Back to business.”

“My marriage isn’t business?” Zhai You was shocked.

“…” Sister Ji struggled with the urge to hit her. “Who knows if this is just your new game? Setting that aside, there’s no problem with arranging Jiang Bailu as the female lead.”

“But the investment your family provided only allows for the production team to accept one person as a limit. If you really want to call the shots, you have to increase the investment.”

And they’d have to see if the crew was willing.

However, Sister Ji thought that since the screenwriter already wanted Jiang Bailu, they might be flexible.

“So it’s either her or me. If I’m in, she’s out,” Zhai You summarized.

Sister Ji’s lip twitched. That was technically correct. If swapping Jiang Bailu to the lead role meant Zhai You would quit the cast, the crew would probably be overjoyed. Zhai You never cared for acting anyway, so quitting didn’t matter. Arranging a job for my wife is great.

But then she realized something! This was a Yuri drama! If she quit, wouldn’t she be paying for Jiang Bailu to fall in love with someone else?

“I could… reluctantly… play the second female lead…”

“…That will cost more money.”

Zhai You returned home. She was nervous before arriving, but once there, she found it quite leisurely. There were many servants, and they were all respectful. This is so nice…

At first, she was cautious, but then she accidentally bumped into the corner of a table and her temper flared up. Seeing this, the servants had expressions of “Ah, this is normal for the Young Miss,” which made Zhai You feel even more at ease.

But she didn’t come back just to lounge around; she had business.

While waiting for the parents to return, a butler—the kind Zhai You had only seen in novels—approached with a phone. “Miss, there is a call for you.”

“Hang up.” Zhai You didn’t even think. If it were someone close, wouldn’t they call her cell phone? Why call the landline? She hadn’t fully adjusted to the original host’s identity and wanted to avoid social interactions as much as possible. After saying that, Zhai You picked up her cell phone from the sofa and saw over a dozen missed calls. She looked at the butler, her eyes shifting guiltily.

It turned out they called the house because they couldn’t reach her mobile.

The caller was Su Luo, a cannon-fodder character who didn’t appear in the book. Zhai You wasn’t sure of this person’s relationship with the original host. She cleared her throat and answered: “Hello, what is it?”

“Going to the resort, you in?” Su Luo was very brief. Clearly, the original host hung out with him often, so details were omitted. Zhai You pursed her lips, coldly said no, and hung up. She immediately began searching her phone for info on “Su Luo.”

A second later, the phone rang again. Zhai You didn’t look closely and answered coldly: “I’m not going, stop calling.”

There was silence on the other end for a long time. Zhai You instinctively waited a couple of seconds before realizing she should have hung up. Just as her finger moved toward the end-call button, a clear, soft voice came through the phone.

“Didn’t you say we were going to sign the contract? I’ve been waiting specifically for it.” The end of the sentence sounded a bit helpless, as if she were afraid Zhai You would go back on her word and she’d have no way to get her mother’s medical fees.

Zhai You moved the phone slightly away from her ear but gripped it tighter. Her voice was fairly steady: “Fine, I’m coming right now.”

Looking at the address Jiang Bailu sent, Zhai You hurried out. Soon, she turned right back around.

Zhai You had come home in a taxi, but the Zhai family mansion was built in a remote area; she couldn’t find a taxi here. There was an underground garage full of cars, but Zhai You didn’t know how to drive. She remembered the original host could drive. To avoid exposing herself, Zhai You resisted asking the butler or a driver. She stared at the luxury cars in various flashy colors. Finally, she called her assistant, giving him a chance to redeem himself.

The assistant rushed over. When he arrived, Zhai You had been standing by a red Ferrari for a long time. She was tall with a great figure, looking more like a car model than a model herself. This “car model” who couldn’t drive just looked coldly at the assistant. He didn’t notice.

Once Zhai You confirmed his identity, she tossed the keys to him. The assistant caught them clumsily, looking confused at the Eldest Miss Zhai.

“Sister Zhai, no need to be so polite as to give me a car.”

“…” Zhai You gave him a chilly look. “Why would I give you a car?”

“Didn’t you ask me to do something yesterday? I did a great job!”

“?”

The assistant said foolishly: “You texted me, and I immediately understood. I even went to urge Jiang Bailu to hurry up so you wouldn’t be kept waiting!”

He sounded proud of himself. Shouldn’t a smart and sensible assistant like him get a bonus? But a luxury car was too much; his salary wasn’t even enough to maintain it. So he said with a full smile: “If Sister Zhai really wants to reward me, just a red envelope (cash bonus) is fine.”

They stared at each other.

“Drive. Stop talking nonsense.”

The only reason the assistant was brought here was to act as a driver. If asked, Zhai You would just say she was in a bad mood and didn’t feel like driving. The Eldest Miss is so willful.

They drove all the way to the roadside where Jiang Bailu was waiting. She was wearing a floral dress, her hair down, standing in the cold wind for who knows how long. Her face was pale and bloodless, looking fragile enough to collapse at any moment. Zhai You rolled down the window and signaled for her to get in.

Outside the window, Jiang Bailu slowly gave Zhai You a smile—a very faint, beautiful smile.