The Live-in Alpha Only Wants to Be a Quiet Salted Fish - Chapter 15

To be honest, Lin Mu’s theories weren’t necessarily all that brainwashing or profound.

It’s a matter of perspective; those who can carve out a place in the entertainment industry are all sharp individuals. They wouldn’t be easily swayed by a few words.

The reason Lin Mu gained approval and was praised was simply that she offered a new perspective, providing a respectable “fig leaf” for some people.

An Omega marrying into a wealthy family was no longer about being greedy for vanity, but about giving up a career and dedicating oneself to love. Having a younger lover could also be seen as finding true love who would fulfill one’s own career ambitions.

Compared to the “truths” that drew criticism, who wouldn’t prefer to embrace pleasant words and be a “decent” person?

While Lin Mu wasn’t wrong, these ideas didn’t apply to the cutthroat world of fame and fortune. Emotion here was merely the cheapest commodity; hypocrisy and pretense were the true essence.

••••

Thanks to Lin Mu, Su Mo’s stalled work had new developments.

Previously, the company had been run into the ground by the He family father and son. Besides years of losses, various shoddy productions had completely ruined the company’s reputation. After she took over, everything was in disarray, and she desperately needed a high-quality production to open up the market and reverse the decline.

However, after contacting several screenwriters, they would immediately back out upon hearing “Su Entertainment,” formerly “Suhe.” They either claimed to be too busy or didn’t have good scripts available. Thus, until now, Su Mo, a celebrated Best Actress, couldn’t even acquire a good script.

Did anyone approach her for acting roles? Of course.

But ultimately, they “approached” her to act, rather than “giving” her a project to produce. Good screenwriters were held by major film and television companies, and independent screenwriters also hoped to hand their works over to large companies, not Su Mo, a producer who was essentially new to the behind-the-scenes world. The title of Best Actress didn’t apply in the production line; no one was buying it.

The turning point happened the day after the banquet. A well-known screenwriter in the industry actively sought out Su Mo. The reason was simple: her partner had been whispering in her ear all night, forcing her to rush over the next day.

She wasn’t there for charity. Her own ideas had been rejected by various companies, so she could only turn to Su Mo to see if there was an opportunity for collaboration.

The two met at a teahouse, where the environment was quiet and serene.

The screenwriter was a female Alpha named Jian Yun, nearly forty, well-preserved, with a scholarly air about her. She was gentle and amiable, lacking the usual aggression of other Alphas. It was said she was raised by a single Omega mother, hence lacking a bit of “masculinity,” and was often teased by industry colleagues. Su Mo had heard many rumors.

After a few pleasantries, Jian Yun got straight to the point.

“Ms. Su, do you want a good script, or a profitable script?”

Su Mo pondered, tapping her finger on the wooden table.

“If possible, I hope for both. But if I have to choose, I would pick a good script.”

If the company simply wanted to make money, she could casually film a bad production, using her name, and plenty of fans would naturally buy into it. However, such a short-sighted approach would ultimately erode her fans’ trust. If done too often, fans would stop buying, and the company would be finished.

Jian Yun sighed in relief, smiling slightly. “I previously found a script that I liked, but no company dared to film it.”

“Liked?” Su Mo was puzzled. Independent screenwriters like Jian Yun usually created their own scripts and then submitted them to production companies. Why would she bring someone else’s script to her?

As if sensing her confusion, Jian Yun took out her phone.

“Calling it a ‘script’ isn’t quite accurate. It’s actually a novel that I want to adapt into a film or television production.”

“A novel?” Su Mo was even more curious. What kind of novel could capture the interest of an established screenwriter?

Jian Yun turned her phone towards Su Mo.

“Ms. Su, have you heard of… transmigration?”

••••

In the evening, the sun was setting in the west.

Lin Mu was scratching her head, staring at a blank document.

She had writer’s block again!!

For creators, writer’s block is quite common, and Lin Mu had experienced it before. However, this time, it was peculiar. She wasn’t stuck on the plot or anything; she simply couldn’t calm down.

Ever since she returned yesterday, she had felt uneasy. Her neck felt like it had been wrenched, aching periodically. She thought a rest would fix it, but who knew, it was even worse this morning. Her heart felt like it was holding a ball of fire, and she felt like an easily explosive powder keg. Chanting Buddhist scriptures N times didn’t help.

She secluded herself in her room all afternoon, but the irritation in her heart didn’t subside; instead, it grew stronger, making her want to punch the monitor to vent her anger.

Alphas don’t have “period cramps” or anything like that, so where was this inexplicable irritation coming from?!

Lin Mu covered her face, letting out a deep breath. She rarely decided to go out, but this time, she decided to exercise and expend some energy.

Otherwise, she was afraid she might actually tear apart the monitor.

So, when Su Mo got home from work, she immediately saw a certain silly Alpha in the garden, very seriously…

…doing square dancing.

She had even roped in Aunt Liang and her contingent of maids.

“How can I fly out of this colorful world…”

“One, two, turn around.”

“Turns out I’m just a drunken butterfly…”

“Kick your leg!”

The scene was incredibly lively, but Su Mo only felt embarrassed, because many people from next door were already peeking out their windows to watch.

What kind of social death scene is this?!!

Suppressing her exasperation, Su Mo stormed towards the square dancing scene, but only half a second after rushing over.

“Thud…”

Su Mo fell to her knees, her legs weak. Her knees hit the ground, causing a sharp, piercing pain.

Lin Mu turned again, staring blankly at Su Mo on the ground.

“Oh, this…” Not understanding what was going on, why she was performing such a grand bow, Lin Mu leaned forward and tentatively asked:

“Is it New Year’s?”

“New Year’s my foot! Now help me up!” Su Mo’s eyes were red, her liver aching from anger.

“You should be more careful, why were you in such a hurry? There’s no one…” Finally realizing that Su Mo had fallen, Lin Mu walked towards her, complaining as she went.

She had just finished exercising and worked up a sweat, so her body finally felt more comfortable, and she was unusually calm at the moment.

“Wait, wait…”

As the Alpha approached, a rich scent of pheromones wafted over her. Compared to its usual faintness and subtlety, this time it was like a volcano on the verge of erupting.

Su Mo finally knew what the silly Alpha’s pheromones smelled like.

A crackling, fizzy sensation exploded on her tongue, leaving behind a cool and slightly bitter aftertaste.

There was even a sparkling water-flavored Alpha…

In her daze, the Alpha had already reached her side, effortlessly scooping her up in a bridal carry.

Lin Mu bounced her slightly, surprised that someone who looked so tall could be so light.

The close contact made Su Mo’s body soften even more. She weakly pushed at Lin Mu, almost crying from desperation.

“Let go, don’t, don’t touch me…”

“Didn’t you ask me to help you up? How can you want help one moment and not the next? What do you want?!”

Annoyed by this back-and-forth, the suppressed irritation surged up again, bringing with it an even more oppressive release of pheromones.

Overwhelmed by the strong pheromones, Su Mo’s long-suppressed scent gland began to throb wildly, making her reason gradually sink.

She looked at the Alpha’s dashing profile, and as if possessed, she leaned in and bit her, an involuntary moan escaping her throat.

“Mmm~~”

A languid moan, almost a blatant invitation.

The Omega’s eyes were hazy, waiting for the Alpha’s response.

However…

“Thud…”

The next moment, the world spun. A strong sense of weightlessness and a sharp pain in her tailbone forced Su Mo’s rationality back online.

The Alpha was clutching her cheek, looking wronged.

“I was kindly trying to help you, why did you bite me?!”