After Transmigrating into a Scum Alpha, I Was Targeted by the Flirty Boss Omega - Chapter 19

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Mimic her way of feeding medicine…

The moment she heard her say that, that specific memory flooded Wen Min’s mind. The tips of her ears began to burn. Terrified, she swallowed the food instantly. Before she even had time to gulp it down, she covered her lips with her hand and said urgently and unclearly, “Th-thank you…”

The scene of the two of them feeding each other was far too intimate; the atmosphere was perfectly ambiguous, more heart-fluttering than a meticulously designed romance story. Shen Fu’s frankness formed a sharp contrast with Wen Min’s evasion, only intensifying people’s curiosity about them.

The atmosphere on-site reached a fever pitch. Everyone pointed their phones at them, cranking their digital zoom to the maximum.

Regardless of how blurry the images became due to the zoom, both of them held up under the lens. Even if their features were a bit fuzzy, the overall vibe was so strong that one could still tell they were beauties.

“Girlfriend fans” couldn’t stand seeing Wen Min having such interactions with another woman, so they quickly posted the captured footage online, attempting to incite public opinion to make Shen Fu stay away from Wen Min.

Before long, the video of them feeding each other indeed surged onto the Weibo hot search list, even reaching the number one spot, with the character “Explosive” following the entry.

#Wen Min’s Suspected Relationship Exposed#

Clicking on the comments, the vast majority of people were shocked. Only a small portion of true fans were sending blessings, along with some curious passersby.

[Who is that person?! I want all her info within one minute!]

[To be honest, I think that person is quite good-looking. I saw her at the scene; in person, she’s pale, tall, and has a great figure.]

[I heard she’s just a staff member? Sister Shu Tao, can you come out and respond?]

[Can the company act faster! Is this some minor influencer trying to use Sister’s popularity to debut?]

[No matter what decision Xiao Min makes, I will continue to support you. As long as you’re happy.]

[Isn’t it just a relationship? Is this tiny thing worth the hot search? Nose-picking emoji]

[Upstairs, don’t talk nonsense, they aren’t dating!! Don’t believe or spread rumors.]

At the same time, several other related minor entries were scattered at the top of the hot searches, proving just how much influence Wen Min had—the slightest stir could dominate half the list.

#Wen Min Dining with Mysterious Woman#

#Who is She?#

#Wen Min’s Persona Collapses#

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This public opinion crisis came so suddenly that Yu Shu Tao was caught completely off guard. The moment she saw the hot search, she immediately notified the PR department to handle it and sent people to the restaurant to pick up Wen Min to avoid even greater trouble later.

How are you still fooling around right before filming?

Fine if you’re fooling around, but you didn’t even wear a mask or hat and got caught by others.

Are you trying to give me extra work on purpose?!

On the other side, by the time Wen Min learned about the hot searches, it was already too late.

To her surprise, when they finished eating and came out, many cars were already blocking the restaurant entrance, and a crowd of reporters holding microphones was standing there, looking as if they had been waiting with bated breath for a long time.

As soon as they stepped out, the reporters swarmed them, surrounding her and Shen Fu in the center of the crowd, competing to ask questions.

“Hello, can you respond to what the relationship between the two of you is?”

“Why did you choose to dine here? Are you taking this chance to officially announce something?”

“Are you senior and junior in the industry? Or are you lovers?”

“It’s said you’ve been together for a long time, is that true?”

Facing these sudden situations, Shen Fu remained extremely calm. She swept a faint glance over the people asking questions, her eyes carrying a hint of disdain as if she didn’t take them seriously at all.

Wen Min, however, was visibly nervous. She had never encountered such an urgent situation. During her previous time working in the entertainment circle, moments of being surrounded by reporters almost never happened because she was a “nobody.” On the rare occasions reporters questioned her, it was usually pre-arranged by the company, like a scripted performance with no reality to it.

Suddenly, a loud and rough female voice bellowed, instantly startling the others into silence.

Under everyone’s watchful eyes, she looked at Wen Min and asked a shocking question:

“Have you two secretly married and had a child?”

Wen Min’s heart skipped a beat. She forced herself to look at her calmly without answering. This elegant posture in the face of questioning actually bore some resemblance to the original host.

What others didn’t know was that Wen Min’s palms were already slick with cold sweat from panic.

At that moment, a warm hand grabbed her wrist, leading her out of the crowd.

This time, Shen Fu didn’t let Wen Min drive. She reached her hand out toward Wen Min, her steady voice providing a sense of security. “Give me the keys.”

Wen Min took the keys out and obediently handed them over. “Okay.”

She breathed a quiet sigh of relief. In truth, under these circumstances, she wasn’t sure what kind of attitude would be appropriate to face the reporters.

Should she be cold or polite?

To put it bluntly, while Wen Min was nearly flawless in acting, she was still a bit lacking in real-world social navigation—mostly because she’d never had the chance to practice.

As soon as they got into the car, a group of people chased after them, some holding cameras, others microphones. They kept clawing at the car windows, desperately trying to peer inside; some even blocked the front of the car to prevent them from leaving.

Seeing this scene, Wen Min’s breathing slowed with tension, fearing an accident might happen if she wasn’t careful. However, when she turned her head, she found that aside from Shen Fu’s thin lips being pressed into a line, there were no other changes on her face. Her beautiful eyes remained cold and clear, as if this situation couldn’t frighten her at all.

Shen Fu honked the horn a few times, staring coldly at the people in front of the car.

The crowd in front didn’t budge, as if betting that Shen Fu wouldn’t dare drive.

Among them, one reporter was particularly audacious, squeezing right up to the window on Shen Fu’s side and shouting, “Hello, can you answer what your relationship with Wen Min is?”

Shen Fu’s eyelids lifted slightly, and she rolled her eyes with an unrestrained arrogance that felt incredibly bold. The reporter gestured to the cameraman nearby to shove the lens toward Shen Fu’s face and further asked, “Are you Wen Min’s staff member, as rumored online?”

“Or…”

Before she could finish, Shen Fu rolled down the window. She rested her arm on the door, looking dashing and rebellious as she looked at the reporter. “You really want to know?”

Seeing signs that Shen Fu might cooperate, the reporter’s eyes lit up instantly like a wolf seeing prey, her pupils shimmering with excitement. “Yes, please answer.”

Shen Fu proactively took the reporter’s microphone and gave her a deep look. That “about to speak but not quite” look successfully hooked everyone’s curiosity.

Wen Min thought she was going to answer and became tense, guessing in her heart what she might say.

A one-night stand?

A relationship of harassment and being harassed?

Or a relationship of strangers living together…

After thinking for a long time, Wen Min felt that no matter what, it wouldn’t be a positive relationship. She definitely wouldn’t escape this wave of negative news, so she took a few deep breaths to prepare herself mentally.

She wasn’t the Scum Alpha; she wouldn’t make excuses or hide. If Shen Fu told the truth, she would admit to it.

However, after all that thinking, Shen Fu didn’t answer with any of those. Instead, she made a move that would make her “infamous” throughout the entertainment industry.

She curved her lips at the reporter. Everyone thought it was a prelude to an explanation, but they didn’t expect her to toss the microphone behind the reporter without warning.

Seeing this, everyone gasped, shocked by Shen Fu’s directness.

Whether they were debuted artists or trainees about to debut, none dared to vent their emotions so easily in front of reporters. After all, reporters held significant power; their ability to control public opinion could make an unknown person an overnight star, or instantly “whitewash” a person with a bad record.

The reporter glared at Shen Fu. She wanted to say something harsh, but out of professional etiquette—and the fact that she couldn’t afford to offend Wen Min—she could only shout, “You!”

She quickly went to pick up the microphone, and her cameraman followed. A space immediately opened up in front of Shen Fu’s window. Even though it was the “front row” people were previously desperate for, no one else dared to fill the spot now.

Shen Fu’s action was more exciting than an answer. The various media outlets were almost speechless with surprise, only focusing on filming the entire process of Shen Fu throwing the mic and the aftermath of the reporter scurrying to retrieve it.

The looks they gave Shen Fu grew deeper, as if thinking she was a truly ill-mannered, crazy woman.

Just as the reporters began to look at each other, Shen Fu rolled the window down all the way, looked meaningfully at the others around her, and said in a nonchalant tone:

“Anyone else want to ask?”

The moment she said this, the reporters retreated one after another, clearing a path for Shen Fu’s car and avoiding eye contact with her, fearing she might come for them.

Seeing this satisfying result, Shen Fu drove off without a second word. Her seamless execution left Wen Min in total awe.

Wen Min let out a cautious sigh of relief, but Shen Fu heard it. Shen Fu asked, “Scared?”

Scared of her rude and reckless manner?

Wen Min waved her hands hurriedly, denying it. “N-no…”

After a two-second pause, she voiced her true thought: “Aren’t you worried about your reputation…” being ruined?

Shen Fu glanced at her. Before Wen Min could finish, she suddenly pulled the car over to the side of the road and leaned her entire body toward her.

A faint scent of strawberry drifted into Wen Min’s nose, sweeter than before, instantly making her forget what she was going to say. She pursed her lips, looked at the face so close at hand, and asked nervously, “W-what is it?”

The woman suddenly reached out and pulled the seatbelt from Wen Min’s seat. This movement looked extremely intimate from outside the car, as if the two were embracing inside.

Before Wen Min could react, she deftly buckled the seatbelt for her and sat back in her seat, saying without a change in expression:

“Buckle your seatbelt.”