After Transmigrating into the Book, I Bent the Heroine O - Chapter 16

There seemed to be a voice in her dream, constantly clamoring to torture her nerves, refusing to let her have a peaceful sleep even in her slumber.

Outside, the rain began to fall. The sound of the thunderstorm grew louder, as if the heavens were pouring water down without restraint, crashing into everything in the world. The icy moisture caused the temperature to drop significantly; the thin blanket on her body could barely ward off the chill.

Shu Minglan tossed and turned. Despite the cold on the outside, her mind was beginning to grow feverishly restless.

But right now… it wasn’t supposed to be her heat cycle.

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Shu Minglan came from a happy, fulfilling family and grew up in a warm environment. However, after entering the entertainment industry, nightmares followed one after another.

She differentiated into a fragile Omega. Although they lived in a relatively egalitarian society, certain biological disadvantages compared to Alphas were unavoidable. For instance, while an Alpha’s “rut” posed a danger to others, an Omega’s “heat” was a significant danger to themselves.

A top-tier Omega didn’t possess the powerful aggression of a top-tier Alpha. On the contrary, they exerted an intense stimulation and temptation over Alphas, attracting them to fight for possession by any means necessary.

A top-tier Omega was a prize coveted wherever they went.

Someone like Jia Qimei wasn’t the first she had encountered since entering the industry, nor would she be the last. Unless she found a powerful Alpha as a backer, it was difficult to guarantee she wouldn’t be violated. Since her differentiation, Shu Minglan clearly felt the dual nature of being an Omega—and most of it seemed to do more harm than good.

Her encounter with Murong Feng felt like a fantasy. To the Shu Minglan of that time, he was like a hand reaching into the abyss to pull her out; just as she stepped onto the shore, she saw a ray of light. Even if infinite darkness followed that light, she was willing to embrace it.

Under the intentional design of the front desk attendant, the night Murong Feng accidentally entered the wrong room was a “sweet trap” for Shu Minglan. This high-level Alpha was only supposed to accidentally give her a temporary mark, but under the explosion of her pheromones, he eventually lost control… and the two performed their first permanent marking.

From then on, that handsome Alpha occupied not only her gland but also her entire passionate heart. Shu Minglan finally understood that the union of Alpha and Omega was destiny. Her life existed for this man who would light up the entire entertainment industry. For Murong Feng, she could be invincible, even willing to sacrifice herself to be the woman silently supporting him from behind.

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“What kind of idiocy is this?”

Looking at the strings of text appearing before her eyes, He Lingxing—who rarely swore—couldn’t help but curse. Seeing her disgusted expression, 520 didn’t dare release the even more sickening descriptions that followed; the plot transmission ended there.

Still, it couldn’t stop the deep wave of repulsion rising within He Lingxing. This wasn’t something written by a normal human being.

The “love-brain” trope, the forced reduction of one person into another’s appendage, plus the way the male lead treated the heroine later… this wasn’t just a unique fetish; it was a grave insult to human dignity.

If the “cannon fodder’s” loss of IQ in her previous transmigrations was to highlight the “protagonists,” at least there was a logical thread. She had no idea what the author was thinking when writing this brainless, logic-free plot that offered nothing but frustration. So many women throwing themselves at one man to fight each other—all for his “used-up toothpick”?

“What’s the theme or intent of the article?”

In every novel she transmigrated into previously, she could see the author’s stated intent. At her request, 520 pulled it up, only to find a few short words: The protagonist’s successful counterattack.

【The Bureau of Heavenly Secrets has detected that the “protagonist’s counterattack” method is incorrect and violates proper values. After this novel concludes, the male lead will be taken to the Heavenly Prison to face his deserved punishment.】

【However, since this book is actually a romance novel written from the heroine’s perspective, Shu Minglan must achieve a Happy Ending (HE).】

He Lingxing was currently in the room next to Shu Minglan, waiting for the plot to begin. Hearing this, she took a sip of chrysanthemum tea to cool her anger and sneered coldly: “How did this author even get published? People actually read this brainless trash?”

【The author was never published. They were anonymous while serializing other novels online, so they created this book just to attract attention through sensationalism. However, during serialization, readers gave it so many negative reviews that the author eventually abandoned the story.】 520 added softly: 【Normal readers’ tastes are still normal. However, please follow the principles, Host, so the heroine can reach her HE.】

“Can I use physical force?”

【…】 520 went silent. According to the rules, it was better not to, especially with a dangerous individual like He Lingxing, who was a 10th-dan Judo master. But in reality, there would be no punishment for hitting a person like this; as long as he wasn’t killed or permanently maimed, it wasn’t a big problem.

It finally said, “Please follow the regulations,” deciding to let He Lingxing interpret the hidden meaning herself. A smile flickered across the lips of the woman leaning against the door, listening for movement. She said softly, “I knew you understood me, 520.”

520: 【?】 It felt like something was wrong.

While talking to the system, He Lingxing remained focused on the movements outside. In such melodramatic novels, the hallway surveillance was usually broken or simply non-existent. The sound of leather shoes on the carpet reached her—it was subtle, but she caught it. Her hand was already on the door, ready to push it open the moment something felt off. However, the footsteps stopped nearby for about ten seconds before turning back toward the elevator.

Creak—

The sound of a door being pushed open from the inside. Tap, tap, tap. The heavy, muffled sound of high heels on the carpet.

“…Shu Minglan?”

It was currently the off-season for tourism, so the hotel wasn’t very full, consisting mainly of film crew members. This floor should only have these three people. There shouldn’t be another woman’s voice. He Lingxing quietly pushed the door open when the sound was a bit further away but still audible, only to see a familiar figure flash past.

The system’s reminder rang in her ear again: 【Detection: Key plot is in progress. Mission agent, please find the male and female leads quickly. Help the male lead mark the heroine and ensure she follows the script’s route while reaching her HE.】

Ensure she follows the script while reaching an HE? The request itself was a contradiction. According to the original script, the heroine is tortured to the point of wanting to die. Was she supposed to end up in a “Happy Ending” with the person who spent the whole time manipulating and gaslighting her? He Lingxing complained internally but didn’t say a word, rushing down the stairs and out of the building.

The rain had stopped at some point, as if the heavens were setting the stage for what was to come. The dim streetlights in the alley cast a glow on the puddles. Shu Minglan’s heels splashed the dark water, and the slippery mud almost made her trip.

Bracing her elbow against the wall, Shu Minglan swayed forward a few steps, yet she seemed pulled back by a massive magnetic force, retreating unwillingly. In the dim light, one could see her shirt buttons were misaligned; she had clearly rushed out in a hurry.

A faint, sweet scent of cherry blossom jelly drifted through the damp post-rain air, making anyone who breathed it in want more. Murong Feng, who followed her out, paused, his gaze filling with dark thoughts. The release of top-tier Omega pheromones was dangerous, especially on a dark night like this—it was the ultimate provocation for an Alpha.

A predatory scent of fir wood mixed with mint lunged at her. Shu Minglan, who had been suppressing herself, felt her legs go weak. She was a top-tier Omega with a constitution different from normal people; while a normal heat lasted a few days, hers lasted ten. If she suppressed it with medication, any stimulation afterward could easily trigger it again.

Feeling the Omega’s aura, Murong Feng couldn’t wait to release his own pheromones. To an Omega struggling in the throes of heat, an Alpha’s pheromones were like a silent invitation—physically impossible to refuse, regardless of one’s feelings.

He Lingxing saw Shu Minglan bite her own arm hard, but it didn’t work. Surrounded by Alpha pheromones, her expression was becoming lost and dazed. The dark lighting outlined a tall silhouette closing in on her.

Murong Feng was practically trembling with the urge to touch her face, to press his head against hers, to brush away her bangs and touch her forehead. With the last shred of consciousness and self-control, Shu Minglan gritted her teeth and shoved hard against the man’s approaching shoulder—

Instead, Shu Minglan was knocked back two steps, eventually falling hard into a puddle. She had never been so humiliated.

A hot, large hand pressed against the back of her head. The man’s burning breath was closing in, trying to force a touch on her gland. Her burning neck was pressed against the wall behind her. A sense of despair completely enveloped her, and the strength in her arms faded.

The events of the original plot were vivid in her mind; once again, she was about to repeat that tragic end.

At the moment her teeth were about to bite her tongue in desperation, a far more powerful and aggressive pheromone scent surged forth, instantly crushing the mint-and-fir aroma.