The Anti-Alpha Protagonist is Exceptionally Biased Towards Me (GL) - Chapter 3

“I heard your estrus period came early. How are you feeling now?” Dr. Shen’s voice came through the phone.

Song Xinran was in her walk-in closet picking out a dress for the day. Hearing the question, she knew the answer. “Did Ruru tell you?”

Although it was a question, she already had the answer in her heart, knowing that Xu Ru was worried about her. She said, “I took an inhibitor shot last night, and I’m feeling much better.”

“Last night?” Dr. Shen’s perception was sharp, and she immediately caught the key information. “But Miss Xu said you already took a shot yesterday afternoon. Did the inhibitor’s effect wear off so quickly?”

Song Xinran: “…”

“Miss Song, please don’t answer with silence. From a doctor’s perspective, I have to advise you to reduce the frequency of your inhibitor injections. A regular omega only needs one shot for their estrus period, not to mention yours are high-concentration inhibitors. Frequent injections will greatly damage your body…”

Before she could finish, she was interrupted. Song Xinran shrugged, a few stray strands of short hair falling on her shoulder. “Dr. Shen, I understand all this. I have my limits, and you know, I would never let an alpha mark me.”

With that, she decisively hung up the phone.

Dr. Shen: “…”

After turning off her phone screen, Song Xinran didn’t even look back, simply tossing the phone backward. It landed precisely on the soft bed behind her with a dull thud, just like the slightly vexed feeling in her heart.

An alpha? Song Xinran thought of certain past events and couldn’t help but let out a cold laugh.

—She detested alphas.

At the same time, on the other side, the makeup artist for the film crew finally arrived.

Minor actors generally couldn’t afford expensive private makeup artists, but a big production had its advantages. This dressing room alone was equipped with three or four makeup artists, and their skills were excellent.

The makeup artists were busy working. Taking advantage of this time, Gu Yu recalled the conversations she had just overheard.

The Song family?

These two words were like a sensitive nerve had been touched. Gu Yu inevitably thought of Song Xinran and a part of the plot that 087 had transmitted to her.

In the original book, as one of the Song family’s ventures, Xingchen Entertainment had indeed invested in many films. On one occasion, as the investor’s sister, Song Xinran came to visit the set, but an alpha, seeing her high status, developed ulterior motives. He drugged Song Xinran, forcibly triggering her estrus period.

As a protagonist, this cannon fodder, of course, did not succeed. Song Xinran hid in an empty room, willing to endure the extreme pain of her estrus period rather than let an alpha touch her.

After her subordinates found her, she had already passed out from the sheer agony. Later, that alpha faced a permanent ban and retaliation from the Song family.

The original book stated that Song Xinran’s gland had some existing issues, and this incident further exacerbated the damage.

From then on, Song Xinran’s hatred for alphas deepened, setting a major plot point for the tragic romance that followed.

Gu Yu lowered her eyes. The brim of her hat blocked most of her face, making her expression unreadable.

She wondered, would this plot point happen now?

Lost in thought, the person in front had finished their makeup, and it was Gu Yu’s turn.

“Take off your hat,” the makeup artist said, turning to grab her tools.

Gu Yu cooperated completely, taking off her hat and placing it aside. When the makeup artist turned back, she saw a cool beauty sitting on the makeup chair. Her long hair was draped over her shoulders, and a pair of dark, bright eyes were quietly watching her.

The makeup artist was caught off guard by the sudden view of such beauty and blurted out, “Whoa… holy cow.”

Realizing her slip, she cleared her throat and gave an embarrassed smile. People are always more patient with beautiful things. Her tone subconsciously softened.

“Just relax. Tilt your head back a little.”

A moment later, she couldn’t help but ask, “Which character are you playing?”

She was a little nervous asking this, worried that the alpha in front of her wouldn’t bother to reply. After all, she hadn’t shown any extra expression on her face the whole time, looking very distant.

But to her surprise, the alpha listened to her question, then lowered her eyes and thought seriously for a moment, as if recalling something, and answered, “A small immortal lord from the Wangyue Pavilion.”

A minor character with only three lines and two shots.

At almost the same moment, a luxury car stopped at the entrance of the set. The driver got out and opened the back door, and Song Xinran stepped out, bending at the waist.

The production assistant had been waiting at the entrance for a long time. Seeing her emerge, he immediately put on a smile and greeted her. “Miss Song, you’ve arrived.”

“Director Liu is waiting for you at the studio. May I take you there now?”

Song Xinran, holding her bag, lifted her chin slightly. “Lead the way.”

Liu Yanxi was in the studio, having just finished shooting the previous scene. The prop team was moving equipment, so there weren’t many people in the studio.

When she came in, Liu Yanxi was still reviewing the footage from the last scene, her expression focused and serious.

Seeing that the director didn’t seem to notice her at all, Song Xinran tapped the table with her fingertip and called out, “Aunt.”

Liu Yanxi snapped out of it and looked behind her. Seeing the production assistant waiting at the door and no one else around, she finally relaxed her expression. She said helplessly, “How many times have I told you not to call me ‘Aunt’ outside? It’s not good if others hear.”

Song Xinran was noncommittal. Her aunt had been strong-willed since she was a child, harboring dreams of being a director and wanting to make a name for herself outside of the family. And she had indeed succeeded.

“I’ll have someone take you on a tour,” Liu Yanxi said simply, not feeling there was anything wrong with leaving the investor’s representative to her own devices.

Song Xinran didn’t stand on ceremony either and turned to follow the production assistant.

The crew was about to start shooting the next scene, and the prop team was bustling around, making the set a bit chaotic.

Gu Yu, following instructions, had already changed into the costume provided by the crew. It was a white, ancient-style immortal robe with a flowing cloud pattern. The design was simple, but it suited her surprisingly well. A sash of the same color cinched her waist beautifully. With a jade pendant hanging at her side and a sword in her right hand, she looked like a proud white plum blossom standing on a snowy mountain. For a moment, it was as if a real immortal was standing before them.

She was the kind of person you could easily spot in a crowd.

When Song Xinran came over, this was the sight that greeted her. The alpha’s striking beauty inevitably drew her gaze.

At that moment, as if on cue, the alpha also looked over. Their eyes met, caught completely off guard.

This was the first time Song Xinran had seen such a pair of eyes, like a cold, clear pool of water. In that shared glance, her heart actually skipped a beat.

The entire process lasted less than two seconds. To an outsider, it was just a simple glance.

No one heard the cold, mechanical voice that rang in Gu Yu’s head the moment their eyes met. It was a system-triggered alert.

[Ding, target Song Xinran has appeared. Mission activated.]

[Save Song Xinran and change her final, tragic fate.]

Gu Yu’s expression remained unchanged. She casually tucked the prop sword behind her and watched the person not far away.

On her second day of transmigrating, she met her mission target—

The omega with the tragic ending.

The news that someone from Xingchen Entertainment was coming to inspect the set was no secret. Others might not know, but a few of the more prominent actors had met Song Xinran at some parties. They recognized her identity almost instantly and couldn’t wait to go up and talk to her.

Among them was the film’s lead actor, a handsome alpha who had just won the Best Actor award. He was the first to act, hoping to make a first impression on Song Xinran.

He put on what he thought was his most gentle smile and walked forward. “Miss Song…”

Before he could finish, he saw Song Xinran frown and say without ceremony, “Please stay away from me.”

The Best Actor froze, finally remembering the rumors he had heard before: the Song family’s youngest daughter detested alphas.

He didn’t dare to offend or anger Song Xinran, so he could only give an awkward smile and pretend to leave as if nothing had happened.

As someone who worked in the murky depths of the entertainment industry, the production assistant was sharp. Seeing this, he made a conscious effort to keep others from approaching Song Xinran for the rest of her visit.

In a dark corner, a man whose face could not be seen watched the scene unfold.

The large-scale fantasy xianxia series Path of Immortals was an adaptation of a very popular novel. The plot was fresh and the characters were vivid and interesting, making it widely loved by readers.

The role Gu Yu was playing wasn’t even a minor supporting character. It was a small background role with only a few scenes and a few lines. Her character was a “little immortal lord” from a small sect, a kind of stick-in-the-mud who, despite being young, often wore a solemn expression. In a way, she was a bit like Gu Yu herself.

Gu Yu had worked on many big productions in her previous life, so playing a role that wasn’t even a minor supporting character was no challenge for her.

Her scenes were few, and she finished them smoothly. She was about to go to the dressing room to change out of her costume when an alarm went off in her head.

[Warning! Warning! The mission target will be harmed in one minute. Host, please intervene in time.]

Gu Yu’s movements paused. She then realized that she had been so busy with the shoot that she hadn’t noticed Song Xinran had already left the area.

She quickly calmed down. [Can you give me the exact location of the mission target?]

[Sorry, insufficient clearance.]

Gu Yu: “…”

[Countdown: 59, 58…]

The auxiliary system was useless, so Gu Yu could only call out to 087 in her mind: [087, can you give me Song Xinran’s current location?]

A second later, a more intelligent-sounding robotic female voice, unlike the stiff gender-neutral system voice, rang out: [087 has been activated. Receiving host request. 087 is at your service. Location feature has been enabled.]

The next second, a red location marker appeared in Gu Yu’s mind. It was Song Xinran’s location, and thankfully, it wasn’t far from her.

Gu Yu immediately rushed towards it. The countdown in her mind was still ringing. She tried to filter out the noise and focus on finding the marked location.

The area wasn’t particularly remote, but there were large props and equipment to obscure it. Few people from the crew, besides the prop team, would come here. Gu Yu navigated around the various pieces of equipment, running toward the location.

[Warning! Warning! Plot point countdown: 10]

[9]

[8]

…

[5]

As the numbers decreased, the system’s light turned red, and the warning sound grew louder and faster, exploding in her mind like a death knell.

In the last three seconds, Gu Yu finally saw Song Xinran’s figure. Besides her, there was another person, who seemed to be a beta, handing a bottle of water to Song Xinran.

087’s voice sounded again: [Detected an omega aphrodisiac drug in the bottle. Host, please intervene immediately.]

She didn’t hesitate and quickly moved forward. In the final second, she grabbed Song Xinran’s wrist.

And in the other’s surprised gaze, she pushed down the hand that was about to take the water.

Her usually cool voice was now slightly out of breath from the rapid running. “Don’t touch that.”

The surroundings became very quiet. Time seemed to slow down. The system’s alarm had disappeared at some point. Gu Yu’s dark hair was slightly disheveled, and she was still wearing the crew’s immortal robe. The strands of her hair brushed against Song Xinran’s cheek.

Song Xinran hadn’t recovered from her shock. She stared blankly at her wrist, which was being held.

It felt very itchy.