Transmigrating into a Scumbag Alpha, a Dainty Omega is Pregnant with My Child - Chapter 23.2

The plane had been flying for seven hours, with only half an hour left. The flight had been smooth. The first-class seats could lay flat, food and drinks were provided, and there was a private restroom.

Xiao Yun woke up in her seat, her head tilted slightly outward. Jiang Cha’s head was about twenty centimeters away, tilted toward her, sleeping peacefully. Her face was bare of makeup, her complexion pale, and her sleep seemed very light.

Xiao Yun held her breath—she couldn’t wake the little ancestor. As she was about to get up, she felt her hand holding something. She remembered: they had been practicing how to act like each other’s wives and had ended up holding hands while drifting off to sleep.

She took a deep breath. Jiang Cha’s cold hand had been warmed by her own; the palm was soft. She slowly tried to pull her hand away, but Jiang Cha gripped it tightly as if unwilling to let go. Her head tilted further, her forehead resting lightly on Xiao Yun’s shoulder.

Leaning down, Xiao Yun could smell the rose fragrance from Jiang Cha’s hair; her breath hitched. This little ancestor sure sleeps heavily!

She coughed and pushed Jiang Cha’s head away while pulling her hand back. Jiang Cha frowned and let out a soft whimper, leaning toward her again. “Bunny, don’t leave me. Hug me.”

Bunny? Who’s Bunny? Li Rang’s nickname? Or someone else Jiang Cha is thinking of?

When they shared a room, Jiang Cha often dreamed and talked in her sleep, but she was always too far away to hear. Now that the ancestor was in her arms, she could hear even the faint sound of her blinking eyelashes.

Bunny.

Never mind who she was. If the ancestor woke up and saw she was hugging Xiao Yun, it would be beyond awkward. What if she remembered it later and sliced off Xiao Yun’s shoulder?

She decided to give Jiang Cha’s head a firm push, quickly pulled her hand away, and covered her mouth to cough loudly.

Jiang Cha frowned and opened her eyes, looking at Xiao Yun through a daze. “What’s wrong?”

“Air turbulence. Are you okay?” Xiao Yun said guiltily.

Jiang Cha hummed softly. “I didn’t feel it. I just felt like… like I was pushed.”

Xiao Yun: “The turbulence was lateral. I felt the same thing just now.”

“Oh. Is that so?” Jiang Cha nodded and checked her phone. “Oh no, I overslept.” She unbuckled her seatbelt and got up to go to the restroom to touch up her makeup.

They would have to get on the show’s RV as soon as they landed. Although there were no cameras in the RV, Jiang Cha had decided that since this was her return, she had to face the audience and her fans in her most beautiful state. People said her looks had declined after marriage; she needed to change that view.

In the mirror, after applying lipstick, she instantly transformed from her frail state back to her cold, elegant self. Her gaze was sharper than before.

Xiao Yun appeared beside her. “Need help? Should I help you pin your hair up?”

Jiang Cha shook her head and looked at her. “I’m done. I’ll do your makeup now.”

“Me?” Xiao Yun was stunned. They were about to go on camera; the lens “ate” makeup. If she went barefaced, she would look quite pale. She took Jiang Cha’s cosmetics and began applying them.

“Sorry, my makeup was in the checked luggage.” Xiao Yun felt these were private items and felt a bit guilty using them.

Jiang Cha didn’t mind, tilting her head back to watch her. Brows, OK. Eyeshadow, OK. Xiao Yun had good skin; even foundation couldn’t hide her radiant complexion, but her lips needed some color.

“How is it?” Xiao Yun was satisfied with her state.

Jiang Cha stood on her tiptoes. The restroom was cramped, and she was almost pressed against Xiao Yun. As Jiang Cha’s face drew closer, her eyes studied Xiao Yun bluntly. Xiao Yun blinked rapidly and leaned back.

“Don’t move. Just a bit more.” Jiang Cha pulled out a lipstick. “A little more lipstick.”

“I…” Before Xiao Yun could refuse, Jiang Cha swiped the lipstick across her lips.

Xiao Yun felt a slight numbness on her lips. Suddenly, her mind felt like it exploded, and her body lurched toward Jiang Cha. Without thinking, she quickly grabbed Jiang Cha’s waist, one hand propping herself against the sink to steady them.

Jiang Cha’s mouth was slightly open. She looked up, her face flushing, her eyes wide like a rabbit’s. As their bodies pressed together, she could feel Jiang Cha’s racing heart.

A famous person once said that in sudden, dangerous situations, it’s easy to fall for someone. This is called the “Bridge Effect.” In danger, your heart races, your face flushes, and your hands tremble. If someone happens to be with you at that moment, you think you’ve fallen for them, but it’s actually just heart tremors caused by fear.

As a doctor, Xiao Yun understood this perfectly. So, she didn’t think much of Jiang Cha hiding fearfully in her arms.

A moment later, once the plane steadied, Jiang Cha’s heart rate indeed calmed down.

“Dear passengers, we have encountered some turbulence. It has now steadied. Please return to your seats; the plane will be landing shortly.”

The broadcast sounded. Xiao Yun breathed a sigh of relief. “Are you okay?”

Jiang Cha moved out of her arms and shook her head. “I’m fine.”

Back in their seats, Jiang Cha stayed quiet for a long time. She saw Xiao Yun rubbing her wrist. She must have gotten hurt just now because she was trying to protect her.

“Your hand?”

Xiao Yun shook her right wrist, recalling the force used to prop herself on the sink. “It’s fine. Just a minor sprain. It’ll be better in a few days.”

Jiang Cha vaguely remembered the words “minor sprain.” She wanted to ask more, but Xiao Yun suddenly changed the subject.

“By the way, we’ve practiced so long, but I feel like it’s a bit ‘artificial sweetener.’”

“Artificial sweetener?” Jiang Cha looked at her with confusion.

“For example, you said we should walk in holding hands. I feel like normal couples wouldn’t necessarily do that the moment they enter, or it wouldn’t look natural if we did it.” Xiao Yun felt it wasn’t easy for them to act naturally.

“You’re right. Netizens are observant, and I’m not an actress by trade.” Jiang Cha agreed. They decided to change the hand-holding to walking side-by-side.

After landing, the weather was very hot. Fortunately, the staff arrived early. One led them while the other got their luggage. They were soon in the RV.

The assistants were very quiet, knowing to leave them alone in the RV to change. The two acted as a loving couple while changing in the same space, yet they maintained the “AO boundary.” When Xiao Yun changed, Jiang Cha looked out the back of the car. When Jiang Cha changed, Xiao Yun looked at her phone.

She saw the first hot search: “Movie Queen Xia Yueyao and Wife Passionate Kiss!”

It was already number one. Xiao Yun opened the video.

The host laughed and asked: “How do you usually express your love?” The camera cut to Xia Yueyao. She had a pure look, and her Alpha wife was tanned—a capable business tycoon. The two started kissing in front of the camera. It was awkward even through the screen, but the bullet comments were full of praise.

[I ship it! My Yueyue married someone who loves her!]

[Aaaah, they’re so in love. I declare them the most popular couple of the season!]

[They’re already #1 on hot search. If they aren’t the most popular, there’s no justice.]

[Hiss hiss, is that saliva? So sweet.]

Xiao Yun took a breath. The “boundary-pushing” variety show really didn’t lie; the hype was intense! She suddenly felt that walking side-by-side with Jiang Cha would just make them look like colleagues.

[Ginger Baby: Oh, you ship it? Just this? Are your heads okay? Every couple does that. Using unrefined stuff like this to grab eyes all day is disgusting.]

Xiao Yun finally saw a normal comment, but it was buried deep at the bottom. Her own tag #XiaoYunGoddessLevelBeauty was also far down. #MysteriousCouple had dropped too. The top three were all Xia Yueyao; people didn’t seem interested in the mysterious couple.

She quickly contacted Xiao Jiang to boost the tags.

Xiao Jiang replied: “Second Miss, money can only get you into the top twenty. The top three are either ad slots or… you know.”

Xiao Yun: “Fine, fine.”

Xiao Jiang: “I suggest you push some boundaries too?”

Xiao Yun: “Uh.”

She sighed and was about to put her phone away. The sound of Jiang Cha’s black high heels clicking on the floor echoed. Seeing Xiao Yun’s back turned, she said softly, “I’m ready.”

Xiao Yun turned around. A beam of light from somewhere hit Jiang Cha perfectly. She wore an ankle-length bodycon red dress with a ruffled hem and a halter neck. The V-neck wasn’t low, covering her chest securely, but the tight fit made her figure suggestive. Compared to the cool tones of the RV, she was a blooming rose in the wild.

Seeing Xiao Yun’s face flushed by the reflection of the dress, Jiang Cha hummed, “How is it?” She hadn’t dressed like this in a long time—the last time was walking the red carpet to present an award. She turned around, showing her back.

Her silhouette was elegant, her waist-to-hip ratio perfect. Especially her shoulder blades, vibrating slightly like a cicada emerging from its shell or a phoenix rising from the ashes.

Xiao Yun’s eyelashes fluttered. She stood up and nodded. “Graceful as a startled swan, lithe as a swimming dragon.”

Jiang Cha had a classically small face and head, but her features were strikingly intense—she was a “camera killer.” She was anything but plain.

Jiang Cha turned back with a smile, seemingly satisfied with the answer. This time, she intended to return to the public eye even better than before. But she couldn’t be the only beautiful one. She studied Xiao Yun. Xiao Yun was tall with a natural aura. In her quiet black dress, she looked elegant and radiant, with a touch of dominance.

“Yunyun looks very beautiful too.” Jiang Cha couldn’t think of such poetic words.

Jiang Cha was clearly out to conquer. Whenever she wanted success, she would set aside her pride and use her charms to gain the trust of those who could help her.

As a qualified “Ancestor Protector,” Xiao Yun showed her the phone. “Jiangjiang.”

Jiang Cha adjusted her dress. “Hmm?” She saw the kiss between Xia Yueyao and her Alpha. “They’re really going for it.”

Xiao Yun nodded. “Too much ‘artificial sweetener.’”

Jiang Cha: “But the audience loves it.” She went silent for a moment and looked at Xiao Yun. “It seems we can’t give up on our previous plan. Yunyun,” Jiang Cha stepped closer, looking up at her, “can you do it?”

How could the “Second Miss” say she couldn’t? She nodded. “The Second Miss accepts with gratitude.”

The RV stopped. Momentum blew a gust of wind, fluttering Jiang Cha’s waist-length hair. They had arrived at the island villa.

Xiao Yun extended her right hand, palm up, thinking: For the sake of my life.

Jiang Cha looked into her eyes, then at her palm, and lightly placed her left hand on it. Thinking: For the sake of my comeback.

On the first floor of the villa, four pairs of wives were sitting together listening to the director explain the rules. Since they had traveled all day, they had free time after dinner. After a simple interview, they could return to their rooms.

Honey sat looking outside. “But Sister Jiangjiang and the others haven’t arrived yet.”

Liao Yanyan checked the schedule. “It’s 6:30. Everyone is hungry, so go eat first. I’ll stay here with the photographer and the interviewer.”

This was fair, but Honey knew that Jiang Cha used to be proud and hard to invite—why would she come to a show like this? In the past, every director treated her with the utmost respect. Worried for Jiang Cha, she clutched a cushion on her lap. “I’m not hungry. I’ll wait for Sister Jiangjiang.” Her Alpha, pale and sweet, sat beside her. “I’ll stay with you.”

The other three couples stood up to head to the second floor. Honey rested her chin on her hand, eyes fixed on the door. She saw two tall silhouettes, one red and one black, in the distance.

“Jiangjiang!” She stood up in delight, seeing Jiang Cha and her Alpha walking toward the room, fingers interlaced.

Jiang Cha’s face was glowing with happiness, much ruddier than half a month ago. Her mental state looked great. As for her Alpha, Xiao Yun—rumor had it she was a wild, ugly socialite. But despite the sunglasses, Honey could tell from experience that Xiao Yun was a great beauty.

At the same time, Xia Yueyao turned around and saw the two walking in the sunlight. Jiang Cha wasn’t depressed at all, and her Alpha had such a powerful aura. They were a perfect match, radiating beauty.

Liao Yanyan also turned around. She wasn’t curious about Jiang Cha, but she was curious about Xiao Yun—praying she wasn’t so ugly she’d tank the ratings. But seeing her, she hesitated. This didn’t match the photos at all.

She quickly called the photographers: “Camera 1, 2, and 3, get in position! Capture the mysterious couple’s affection. Yes, they’re holding hands—give me the details. Camera 3, focus on their faces!”

Xiao Yun was facing so many cameras and people for the first time. She wasn’t used to it, so she just looked at Jiang Cha. Seeing Jiang Cha’s composure, smiling and greeting Director Liao, Honey, and the other couples, she followed suit. The groups swarmed around them like they were rare treasures.

Xiao Yun felt a bit like a circus monkey. She wanted to look at the lens, but Jiang Cha had warned her not to, so she stayed obedient. After the greetings, they focused on her.

Xia Yueyao stared at Xiao Yun’s face. “Sister Jiangjiang, aren’t you going to introduce your Alpha?”

Jiang Cha turned to look at her, her head tilting slightly. “I almost forgot. Her name is Xiao Yun.”

It was time for Xiao Yun to act. She coughed, naturally let go of Jiang Cha’s hand, rubbed her sweaty palm, and pulled off her sunglasses, revealing a pair of long, cool eyes. “Hello everyone.” She nodded politely with a gracious smile.

Xia Yueyao’s breath caught. How can this Xiao Yun be so good-looking and so polite? And Jiang Cha—she hadn’t seen her in a while, and she had even more class than before, that carefree aura of a married woman. She couldn’t help but feel a bit envious.

Liao Yanyan was surprised again, but she calmed down quickly. No matter how good their visuals were, one was an outsider and the other a has-been. This show was mainly promoting Xia Yueyao. She told the photographer to just edit a couple of clips and put them out without any special promotion.

Since they had arrived, the director arranged for them to eat, with the interview scheduled after dinner. Xiao Yun nodded and looked at Jiang Cha. They had finished their public display; now they just needed to rest and do a simple interview.

Since the meal was rushed and everyone was busy resting, the director didn’t record it. There was little talk at the table, and they returned to their rooms afterward.

After resting for half an hour, the makeup artist arrived. While they were getting ready, Liao Yanyan adjusted the equipment in the interview room. “OK, OK.” She turned to them. “In a bit, there will be some simple, ordinary questions. Don’t be nervous. At the end, you need to do a closing shot that expresses your affection for each other. Just keep it casual.”

Xiao Yun knew what the “closing shot” meant—wasn’t it the “saliva thread” kiss? It was hard to imagine. But for the ancestor’s sake, she’d give up her first kiss. She looked at Jiang Cha. Jiang Cha’s lips were pursed, her expression calm and composed. “I understand, Director. Yunyun and I will handle it.”

If the ancestor was that natural, she had to follow suit. But before the interview, she secretly messaged Jiang Cha: “In a bit, should I just do a light peck?” She didn’t want any “saliva thread” or tongue because it wouldn’t look good.

Jiang Cha didn’t check her phone for a long time. When she did, her eyes went still, and the tips of her ears turned red. She replied: “Okay.”

They sat together on the sofa. Jiang Cha held a cushion on her lap, and Xiao Yun sat with her legs crossed. The photographer, host, and director were opposite them. The host was a male Omega with glasses and a soft voice.

Host: “May I ask, how long have you two been married?”

Jiang Cha smiled: “Less than a month.”

Host: “How long have you known each other?” He looked at Xiao Yun.

Xiao Yun: “Three months.”

Jiang Cha looked at her and smiled: “Yes, a whirlwind marriage.”

The host’s eyes curved. “Three months. Such a short time. How did you fall for each other? When was the first spark?”

Xiao Yun fiddled with her fingers and looked at Jiang Cha. Jiang Cha looked back shyly. “He’s asking you.”

Hiss. The host felt the ambiguity between them. He pushed his glasses. “Second Miss Xiao?”

Xiao Yun coughed. “It was love at first sight for me.” She lowered her head, looking at Jiang Cha to her right, and gave her a light nudge with her elbow. It felt like touching cool silk. “Your turn.”

Jiang Cha brushed her hair behind her ear. “Me too.”

The host was surprised. “Oh? Like that? Then when was your first kiss?” He looked at them. “Not between the two of you, but when was your respective first kiss?”

The wives were always asked this to stir up conflict and boost ratings. Every couple had to answer. Xiao Yun hesitated. She wanted to say her first kiss was still there, but the original host was a playgirl—she must have kissed many people. She blinked rapidly. “I forgot. I was too young and didn’t know better.” She looked at Jiang Cha. Jiang Cha had only had one relationship, so it must have been Li Rang.

Jiang Cha went silent, her expression not looking great. Oh no, she’s thinking of her ex-wife.

“I… I…” Jiang Cha was hesitating.

This won’t do—people will see our relationship is unstable. Xiao Yun quickly put her arm around Jiang Cha’s shoulder, looking at her flushed face. “Just say it was the Second Miss. They won’t laugh at you.”

Jiang Cha’s mouth opened slightly, eyes staring at her in shock. Her face went red instantly. “Go away!”

The host understood it as newlywed flirting and coughed twice before moving to the next question. The simple interview lasted about half an hour without further issues.

Finally, the host stood up. “Alright, just one last ending shot and we’re done. How do you two usually express your love?”

Here it comes—the cue to kiss. Xiao Yun’s throat was dry. Even though she knew it was coming, she was still inexplicably nervous. Jiang Cha was silent too, unmoving.

Let’s do the simple part first. They both smiled at the lens and made a finger heart. Then, Xiao Yun turned to face her, putting an arm around her shoulder. Her body was tense, eyes fixed on Jiang Cha’s lips. Jiang Cha’s almond eyes were wide, her lips pursed into a thin line.

The surroundings went quiet. Xiao Yun could hear her own heartbeat and feel Jiang Cha’s trembling shoulder. Are we kissing?

Xiao Yun prepared herself, slowly leaning her face forward, eyelashes dropping as her gaze fell on the red lips. Just before she touched that rose…

Director: “Cut!”

Neither of them realized what had happened.

“Alright, that’s it for today’s interview. Go get some rest.”