Transmigrating into a Scumbag Alpha, a Dainty Omega is Pregnant with My Child - Chapter 23.1

“Xiao Yun, I… I might only be able to go this far.”

Xiao Yun felt a sense of relief; she roughly understood what Jiang Cha meant. She was just about to comfort her when someone suddenly appeared at the door.

“Second Sister.”

Seeing that the door wasn’t closed, Xiao Qing walked straight in. She saw Jiang Cha kneeling over Xiao Yun, her cheek pressed against Xiao Yun’s neck as if she were sniffing or inhaling something. Xiao Yun was stroking her back, her eyes soft.

Well, well, newlyweds—they don’t even close the door.

“I’m sorry.”

Seeing the shocked look in Xiao Qing’s eyes, Xiao Yun quickly reached out to explain, “Eldest Sister, it’s not what it looks like.”

I’m not, I didn’t, I’m innocent.

Xiao Qing wordlessly closed the door.

Half a minute later, Xiao Yun emerged from the room, looking at Xiao Qing with a smile. “Eldest Sister, were you looking for me?”

She felt there was no need to explain; it was better to let her sister believe they were intimate.

Xiao Qing smiled and handed over a box of medicine. “You’re going on a long trip this time, and no one will be there to remind you to take your medicine. I’ll give it to you now.”

Xiao Yun had been taking some kind of medication since childhood to treat her body. She took it. “Thank you for your concern, Eldest Sister.”

Xiao Qing stepped closer and whispered in her ear, “Especially before you mark her—if you take this medicine, the Omega is more likely to conceive.”

Xiao Yun’s face went stiff. She sucked in a breath of cold air and glanced sideways at Xiao Qing. “Understood. Thank you.”

As if Xiao Qing would actually want her to have a child.

Ever since she transmigrated, she had been using this “medicine” to water the succulents on the windowsill every day. The original host was the one with the “illness,” not her. She didn’t think much of it and put the medicine away.

The next day, Xiao Yun took Jiang Cha to meet their aunt to buy clothes. Jiang Cha bought several dresses without even trying them on; she just picked the right sizes and bought them. The salesclerk’s face practically ached from smiling so much, constantly praising her figure and saying she could wear anything. Jiang Cha kept her mask on the whole time, whispering “thank you.”

Xiao Yun was used to being “rough” and preferred casual pants and short sleeves. But at her aunt’s insistence, she ended up buying several deep-V dresses. Deep-V it is, Xiao Yun thought, it’s not like I have much to show anyway.

However, after putting the clothes on, she discovered in the mirror that she actually “had some material.” With the enthusiastic praise of Jiang Cha and her aunt, she bought five different dresses in one go.

Next was the bikini section.

Xiao Yun was quite embarrassed. In the ABO worldview, even though they were all female, Omegas usually had other Omegas accompany them to buy lingerie. Lingerie was something that had to be tried on; otherwise, an ill fit could easily lead to a wardrobe malfunction. She felt it wasn’t right for her to follow them in.

Her aunt was quite natural about it, picking out a C-cup bikini and holding it up against Jiang Cha.

Jiang Cha coughed.

“What size do you wear?” Xia He asked, frowning. “It looks like C might be too small.”

Xia He looked up; Jiang Cha’s face was beet red. She had never even had her own mother accompany her to buy underwear, and the situation was genuinely awkward. She whispered in Xia He’s ear.

“Oh, so a bit bigger than a C. I see.” Xia He smiled. She took a red-and-white polka-dot bikini to the counter. “Hello, do you have this in a Large-C?”

Xiao Yun happened to be drinking water at the counter and nearly spat it out. Her aunt truly had no shame.

Looking at Jiang Cha, her cheeks were as red as apples. She lightly tugged at Xia He’s clothes. “Auntie…”

The two of them picked out some very pretty bikinis and headed toward the fitting rooms. Xiao Yun stood in front of a row of pajamas, awkwardly looking away.

Her aunt called out to her, “Yunyun, pick some out for yourself too. You’ll need to wear them.”

As an Alpha, she felt awkward letting her aunt pick for her. Thinking that they both had to try on clothes, she replied awkwardly, “Okay, you go first. I’ll pick some out.”

She walked over to a rack of bikinis, her gaze landing on some more conservative one-piece swim-dresses. Soon, a salesclerk approached.

“Hello, can I help you with anything?”

This beautiful person was the Alpha of the Omega from just now. She seemed very respectful, unlike other Alphas who insisted on going into the fitting room to “help” their Omegas.

But Alphas were truly lucky. An Omega’s bust size meant pleasure, fertility, and good nurturing. The higher the quality, the fuller the shape. It was partly for the Alpha’s touch, partly for nursing children, and partly because a “S-curve” figure was simply a feast for the eyes.

The clerk envied Xiao Yun for a moment, then envied Jiang Cha. That Omega was lucky to have such a tall, handsome partner who didn’t leak a drop of aggressive Alpha pheromones—a wealthy, kind, and faithful person.

Xiao Yun pointed to a few conservative pieces. “These few. I won’t try them on. Give me B-cups.”

“B?”

The clerk’s eyes lingered on her chest. Generally, Alphas weren’t very developed there, usually being “A” cups. This was a B? She took a look and said, “Miss, based on my experience, it looks like you’re an A.”

Xiao Yun was instantly dissatisfied. She had worn these clothes for so many years; she puffed out her chest. How could it have changed? “Impossible. It’s a B.”

“A. Miss, you are definitely an A. Trust my eyes. Or, you could go in and try them on.”

“No need to try. I said it’s a B,” Xiao Yun explained awkwardly.

“Miss, if you buy them too big, they’ll slip easily,” the clerk reminded her again.

Xiao Yun couldn’t win the argument but didn’t want to get angry. She looked down at her own chest—there was clearly something there!

A moment later, Jiang Cha emerged from the fitting room. The clerk turned to call her over. “Miss, come settle this.”

Confused, Jiang Cha walked over to Xiao Yun clutching her clothes. “What’s wrong?”

“Your Alpha says her bust size is a B. As her Omega, you would know best. Is she an A or a B?”

The clerk is sincerely out to get me, Xiao Yun thought. How would she know? We both keep our clothes on all day!

Without hesitation, Jiang Cha looked at Xiao Yun’s chest. Xiao Yun lowered her head in embarrassment.

“It’s an A,” Jiang Cha said.

“A?” Xiao Yun snapped her head up to look at Jiang Cha, her face flushing. “Jiangjiang!”

Jiang Cha stepped closer to her. “Yours is an A.”

The clerk looked satisfied and turned around. “I’ll go pack these for you.”

Xiao Yun’s face was as dark as a thundercloud. How did Jiang Cha know she was an A? She was clearly a B.

When they got home, Xiao Yun tried on the bikini. It fit perfectly.

Strange. She was clearly… wait. Ever since she transmigrated, she hadn’t actually checked her underwear sizes. She checked her existing lingerie. They were all… A.

Her chest had actually shrunk after transmigrating.

But that wasn’t the point. How was Jiang Cha so certain?

On the day of departure, the two wore winter clothes. Their aunt and Butler Mei saw them off at the airport. At the moment of parting, both Mei and the aunt were very reluctant to see them go.

Especially Mei, who started crying as she watched their retreating backs. “The Second Miss has never been on a long trip before. Can she really take care of herself? Miss Jiang is also pampered. I hope they don’t fight like cats and dogs.”

The aunt added, “Yeah, I’m worried about Yunyun too. She’s twenty-three and doesn’t even know her own cup size. Sigh.”

Xiao Yun was unaware of their worries.

Because they were the last to join, the manager wasn’t with them. They didn’t need to record the journey either; they flew directly to the coconut groves to start filming.

There were no assistants for this shoot, so Xiao Yun naturally took over the heavy lifting. She pushed two large suitcases while Jiang Cha pushed a small one beside her. Both wore masks. Since they were appearing as “mysterious guests,” they couldn’t expose themselves before reaching the destination.

But the internet was already buzzing with speculation. Most people had guessed several of the couples, including them. Their topic had the highest engagement, but none of the tags were positive.

The tags she saw were:

[Mysterious Wives * Great Star Jiang’s Second Marriage to an Ugly Woman]

[Jiang Cha Submitting to a Profligate Socialite]

[Artificial Sweetener of a Has-been Star]

There were a few positive ones:

[Jiangjiang Returns Dominantly with Her Wife]

[Great Star Jiang Returns, Xia Yueyao Loses Sleep]

But the good ones were buried deep at the bottom with only a few hundred comments.

Is my Jiang finally making a comeback? I’m sick of looking at that Movie Queen Xia. Give us back the beautiful Jiang of the Ginger fans!

Waaaah, my Jiangjiang is so pitiful. Her first marriage was a mess with a criminal, and her second is with a socialite. You’d better take good care of my Jiang, Ugly Yun, or we Gingers will come and burn you alive.

Hiss. Xiao Yun thought Jiang Cha’s fans would say something nice for her, but it turned out she didn’t even have a name anymore. If this continued, her family’s stocks would definitely hit the floor.

Before the plane took off, she quickly messaged Xiao Jiang to help create two new tags:

#SecondMissGoddessLevelBeauty

#XiaoYunandJiangChasSweetTrip

After finishing, she finally breathed a sigh of relief. Once they were created, she searched for her own tags again and finally found a good one:

[Xiao Yun’s Features are Bold and Radiant]

Wow, it was just created. She was about to click on it when the flight attendant reminded her to turn off her phone. She decided to just relax. No matter how big the problem, she’d deal with it when they arrived.

At this moment, Jiang Cha was sitting to her right by the window, having also turned off her phone. She wore sunglasses, a mask, and a hat, looking as though she were asleep.

“What’s wrong?” Jiang Cha suddenly asked.

Xiao Yun was startled. “I thought you were asleep. Doesn’t that feel uncomfortable? You should take off your mask.”

There was no one else in first class. Jiang Cha nodded and took off her glasses and mask, revealing her pale, small face. Her black almond eyes stared at her.

“Did you check the hot searches just now?” Jiang Cha asked probingley.

Xiao Yun nodded. “I did.”

That Movie Queen Xia was ranked first, the main variety show tag was third, and the “mysterious guests” were way at the bottom. People didn’t seem to have high expectations for them. Jiang Cha must be very sad seeing these results for her comeback.

Jiang Cha observed her, thinking that Xiao Yun wasn’t from this industry and wondering how her mental resilience was. Consequently, as they looked at each other, the air seemed to freeze for a moment.

They both spoke at once: “Are you okay?”

Xiao Yun blinked, and Jiang Cha turned her face toward the window.

“I’m used to it. That’s how this industry is. When you’re up, everyone swarms to praise you. When you’re down, even a passing cat or dog will spit at you. I’ve been in the industry so many years, I’ve long since gotten used to it.”

As Jiang Cha spoke, she was expressionless, like a machine recounting someone else’s business. No emotion at all.

“Does doing this make you happy?” Xiao Yun asked her.

“It doesn’t matter if I’m happy or not. My mother was a dancer, so I followed in her footsteps. A person has to find something to do.”

Her mother was a dancer? Xiao Yun felt a lump in her throat—thinking of the auntie’s legs. She didn’t know whether to apologize or not.

Jiang Cha immediately turned her head back with a smile on her face. “What about you? What are your thoughts on those tags?”

“When I hadn’t dyed my hair, it really was quite ugly,” Xiao Yun said honestly. “And that makeup… an eyesore.”

“Hahaha, Xiao Yun, who talks about themselves like that?” Jiang Cha laughed, clutching her stomach.

It was a rare smile. At that moment, the plane had just entered the clouds, and the sky outside was clearing. Large, white clouds drifted behind Jiang Cha. Blue sky and white clouds—it was the first bright weather she had seen since transmigrating.

The scenery was reflected in Xiao Yun’s eyes. Jiang Cha looked up at her. “The flight is eight hours. Let’s practice a bit.”

Xiao Yun pulled her gaze back. “Practice what?”

“Finger hearts. The host will definitely ask us to make them. Let’s start.”

Xiao Yun was stunned. “Oh. Okay, your right hand, my left.”

“Mm-hm.”

The first time, Xiao Yun’s thumb pointed down while her four fingers curved into an arc, moving to the right. She didn’t see Jiang Cha’s hand for a while. She looked up; Jiang Cha’s hand was above her head, her wrist curved into an arc, her upper body leaning toward her.

“Uh.”

Xiao Yun quickly changed her posture, raising her left hand above her head. At that moment, Jiang Cha lowered her hand into the same posture Xiao Yun had just used, moving toward her.

They locked eyes and froze again.

This really is a ‘midway marriage’—no telepathy at all!

“Let’s just do it down here,” Jiang Cha said awkwardly.

“Okay.”

Xiao Yun got nervous; her four fingers straightened while her thumb made a curve, failing to align with Jiang Cha again.

Cough.

Jiang Cha sighed. “Like this.” Her cool hand grabbed Xiao Yun’s fingers, bending the four fingers down and pointing the thumb downward. Then she made the same gesture herself. They finally made a complete heart.

The main planner and director of Wives’ Honeymoon Trip this time was Liao Yanyan. She understood perfectly where a variety show’s ratings came from. She had deliberately planned for the confrontation between Xia Yueyao and Jiang Cha.

One was a new Movie Queen, the other a has-been star—though not completely has-been. The two fandoms would be at each other’s throats immediately. Plus, the Movie Queen was a newlywed with constant topics, and Jiang Cha’s second marriage was also a hot topic. The “mysterious couple” angle had hyped the conversation to a fever pitch. As long as the people showed up, she felt the show was already half-successful.

Liao Yanyan looked at the couples arriving for recording today. Honey’s family wasn’t great for generating buzz; it was Xia Yueyao who was the safe bet. Inviting Jiang Cha was basically just to have her fill a spot.

She was also curious: what was Jiang Cha’s current state? And the Xiao Yun she married—would she be so ugly that the ratings dropped? But this show aired daily; if she felt Xiao Yun was dragging down the ratings, she’d just edit her out later.

She was lost in thought when she heard Xia Yueyao, who was being interviewed, ask: “Director, do we really have to act like this?”

The host had just asked them to kiss. Xia Yueyao was a bit embarrassed. After all, this was quite private.

The director walked over and whispered, “You watched our last season, right? The code for traffic? Do you understand?”

“Soft fanservice” and “boundary-pushing” were the most popular. Although Xia Yueyao was embarrassed, since she had come, she was prepared. Her Movie Queen title came late; she only had the chance to climb to the position of the nation’s most popular queen after Jiang Cha fell behind with her second marriage. Big screens everywhere were filled with her shadow. Meanwhile, Jiang Cha had long since been replaced, vanishing without a trace. Her most recent hot search was about her second marriage to an ugly woman.

The public was tolerant of Omega marriages; it didn’t affect the careers of Movie Queens or Heavenly Queens. But if one’s idol was a “love-brain” who married a bad person, they would be ridiculed. Jiang Cha was the perfect example.

Xia Yueyao returned to the interview room satisfied and performed an intimate kiss with her newlywed Alpha.

Liao Yanyan stood outside with her walkie-talkie: “OK, OK, kiss a bit longer. Put some emotion into it. Camera 3, give me a close-up. OK, perfect, cut!”

Honey and her Alpha stood aside. When they saw Xia Yueyao and her wife separate with a visible “thread,” they shuddered. “Eek, why didn’t we have to kiss?”

Of course, that “traffic code” was only given to those the show wanted to promote. Liao Yanyan thought as she told the photographer to send this out as a preview immediately.

The initial interviews were complete. Four pairs of wives sat on the sofa, beginning their free discussion time. Everyone remained silent until Xia Yueyao spoke.

She looked at Honey, whom she hadn’t seen in a long time. “Sister Honey, when will Sister Jiangjiang arrive?”

No one wanted to talk about themselves, so they shifted the topic to the mysterious couple.

Honey looked surprised. “Jiangjiang? I… I don’t know.”

Honey didn’t know Jiang Cha had accepted this variety show. Because it hadn’t been confirmed, they were still listed as a “mysterious couple.”

“No wonder. Sister Jiangjiang hasn’t been out for a long time,” Xia Yueyao said with a smile. “It makes sense that you wouldn’t know.”

Honey rolled her eyes internally. Could she not hear the thinly veiled mockery common in the industry? She smiled. “Our Jiangjiang is just taking a temporary rest. If she didn’t rest, how would we get the chance for so much exposure? Don’t you agree, Movie Queen Xia?”

Xia Yueyao’s face went stiff, not knowing how to respond for a moment. After Honey spoke, she turned to talk to the other two couples.

Xia Yueyao took a breath of cold air and asked with a smile, “Honey must have seen the Great Star Jiang’s Alpha. I wonder what she looks like?”

Honey remembered a photo circulating online—green hair, red lips, blurred features. She said calmly, “She’s very beautiful.”

Xia Yueyao looked at the photo on her phone and smiled. “Is that so? Why are you so concerned about Sister Jiangjiang’s Alpha? Are you nervous? She’ll be here soon anyway.”