Transmigrating into a Scumbag Alpha, a Dainty Omega is Pregnant with My Child - Chapter 25

The driver was a young woman in her early twenties wearing sunglasses. As soon as the two of them boarded, her smile practically reached the back of her head. Is there anything happier than shipping your favorite CP (couple) in person? Especially with Jiang Cha—she seemed to get prettier the more one looked at her. She was truly the “Number One Omega in Shuncheng,” far more pleasing to the eye than that “flat” Movie Queen.

Because of the heat outside, the driver immediately rolled up the windows and turned up the AC, deciding to drive them in peaceful silence. “Is the temperature alright?” She glanced at the rearview mirror, once again stunned by their visuals. A perfect match: one a cold, elegant rose, the other a noble magnolia.

Xiao Yun sat up straight and nodded. “It’s perfect. Thank you for the trouble.”

“No trouble at all. I was heading to Coconut Grove Beach anyway; it’s on the way.” She swallowed the words “it’s my pleasure.”

Xiao Yun felt the explanation lacked context, but she didn’t pry. She simply noted it would take ten minutes to arrive and then fell silent. Having not slept well and being forced to wake up early, she now felt her arms going numb and aching. Inadvertently, she rotated her right wrist while massaging her right arm with her left hand.

The driver caught the movement in the mirror. Jiang Cha turned around, her eyes full of concern. “Is your wrist still not better?”

The driver’s pupils dilated, and her sunglasses slid down her nose. Hehe, they’re interacting.

Xiao Yun recalled the previous night. She had tried to push Jiang Cha’s head away several times but couldn’t win; instead, she was held tighter and tighter, leaving her arm trembling with exhaustion all night. She shook her head. “It’s nothing. My wrist is fine; it’s just the arm.”

Jiang Cha began to massage her arm. The cool touch of her fingertips on Xiao Yun’s skin made her shudder involuntarily. “In addition to your wrist, did you strain your arm too?”

Xiao Yun nodded. “Yeah. It was quite a night of tossing and turning.”

The driver’s glasses fell right into her lap, her eyes wide as saucers. Her inner monologue screamed: Is this something I’m allowed to hear?! All night? Xiao Yun, you can’t treat Jiang Cha like that! She’s so thin and fragile—an Omega will fall apart!

Jiang Cha squeezed her arm. “It’s all my fault. I made you suffer.”

The driver’s face turned bright red. Xiao Yun, seeing Jiang Cha’s guilt, quickly shook her head. “It’s fine. I’ll be okay after resting today.”

The driver’s inner thoughts: Of course you need to rest! Jiangjiang’s body has to be able to handle it too, okay?!

The car soon reached their destination. Coconut Grove Beach was a market full of seaside charm. Under the shade of palm trees, people in bikinis lounged on chairs for sunbaths. Nearby, a famous snack street bustled with fruit and food vendors.

The five couples were responsible for selling food on this street.

Honey’s couple: Grilled potato skin and bean curd.

Xia Yueyao: Ice cream.

Dami and Xiaomi: Milk tea.

A Beta couple (Sugar Wives): Deep-fried potato wedges.

Jiang Cha and Xiao Yun: Fruit.

Compared to the car situation, they weren’t so lucky this time. All food required on-site preparation. Ice cream was the easiest, and Xia Yueyao happily kissed her Alpha for the cameras, providing the usual “fan service.”

As each couple took their stations, Xia Yueyao began twirling cones. “Yay, success! Come buy the Moon Couple’s ice cream!” She took a bite, her tongue lightly licking a trace of cream from her lip with a satisfied sound. Her Alpha stared at her intently. “Yao-yao, give me a bite.”

Xia Yueyao blushed and handed her the cone. The Alpha shook her head. “Not that.” Before Xia Yueyao could react, the Alpha grabbed her hand, eyes fixed on the cream remaining on her lips. She inhaled sharply. “You’re too tempting.” Then, her lips covered Xia Yueyao’s, licking the cream away.

Director Liao Yanyan whispered excitedly to the crew, “Close-up! Get it now!” Traffic code? Check!

While Xia Yueyao’s “passionate” scenes were being filmed, Liao Yanyan checked the overnight data. Xia Yueyao’s hot search had already dropped, and currently, only Jiang Cha and Xiao Yun were maintaining heat. This didn’t sit well with the sponsors, who were there to promote Xia Yueyao.

“Did you upload yesterday’s footage?” the director asked the editor.

“Yes. The pre-sleep kiss was ambiguous enough, and the topic is rising. However…” the editor hesitated. “Jiang Cha and Xiao Yun don’t have many intimate actions. They’re very normal. All we have is the medicated patch from yesterday and some sleep-talking from last night.”

“Sleep-talking?” Liao Yanyan’s eyes lit up.

The editor played the audio. In the dark, Jiang Cha’s voice could be heard: “Bunny… Bunny…” The editor shook his head. “To call out someone else’s name at night with your own Alpha right there… that’s…”

Liao Yanyan slapped her thigh. “Put it up! That’s a hook! There’s our traffic code!”

At the fruit stall, Xiao Yun was resting with her legs crossed. Nearby, Honey was worried. “Do you know how to cut fruit? If you don’t prep it, it won’t sell.”

Jiang Cha: “I’ll do it.”

Honey: “Do you even know how to use a knife?”

Jiang Cha shook her head. “But Xiao Yun’s hand is injured.”

Xiao Yun stood up as the cameramen arrived, drenched in sweat. She looked over at the “kissing couple” nearby, who were pushing boundaries to steal the hot search. Can’t they try something new? she thought.

She sensed a look of jealousy and disdain from Xia Yueyao’s Alpha. Xia Yueyao whispered to her partner, “That Second Miss Xiao is just a trophy. She does nothing at home. There’s no way she can cut fruit or hawk wares.”

Xiao Yun, having learned to read lips in the hospital, caught every word. She smiled, picked up a large watermelon, and patted it. She shouted to the crowd: “Watermelons for sale! Big, sweet watermelons!”

Jiang Cha stood beside her, a bit reserved, but her beauty alone acted as an advertisement. Soon, a crowd gathered.

“How much for the melon?”

Xiao Yun snapped her fingers. “Three yuan per jin. How many do you want?”

“But we can’t eat a whole one like this.”

Jiang Cha quickly found containers and toothpicks. “We’ll cut it for you.”

As Jiang Cha reached for the long knife, Xiao Yun took it. “Give it to me.”

Jiang Cha looked at her hand. “Your hand isn’t better yet.”

Xiao Yun brushed a lock of hair behind Jiang Cha’s ear, her fingers grazing her jawline. The cool touch made her voice tremble slightly for the camera: “We Alphas don’t let our Omegas handle knives.” She lingered there just long enough for the close-up.

Jiang Cha’s breath hitched, a flush creeping from her cheeks to her ears. She’s a good actress, Xiao Yun thought.

Xiao Yun began slicing. She treated the melon like a surgical specimen. Hand up, knife down. The melon split with a crisp sound. She sliced with the precision of a surgeon. The pieces fell into the boxes in perfect order. The crowd cheered as if they were watching a performance, not buying fruit. Xiao Yun felt the confidence of the operating table returning to her.

“Are you two a couple?” a foreign tourist asked.

Xiao Yun looked at Jiang Cha and smiled. “She is my Omega.”

“You are so well-matched. Can I take a photo with you?”

Xiao Yun protected Jiang Cha from the crowd, pulling her close for the photo. After the tourists left, they had sold 108 melons. Xiao Yun was exhausted, while Jiang Cha counted the money. “We made 4,329 yuan!”

At lunch, the ten participants sat together. Jiang Cha and Xiao Yun were ranked first in sales, with Xia Yueyao in second—but the gap was a staggering 2,000 yuan.

Xiaomi excitedly pointed at her phone. “Look! The Movie Queen is on the hot search!” Xia Yueyao checked her phone, but her face darkened.

Xiao Yun also checked the rankings. The “Moon Couple’s Sweet Kiss” was trending, but the comments were brutal, calling them “greasier than an oil field.”

Then, Xiaomi gasped. “Sister Jiangjiang is trending too! It’s exploding!”

Xiao Yun checked the new tags:

#JiangChasDreamLoverBunny

#BunnyIsLiRang

#XiaoYunCuckolded

Xiao Yun’s scalp went numb. The director had leaked the sleep-talking. Xia Yueyao smirked, adding fuel to the fire: “Is it true? Was that your ex-wife’s name?”

Everyone went silent, waiting for an explanation. Honey tried to laugh it off: “It must be a misunderstanding. Isn’t that the Second Miss’s nickname?”

The pressure was on Xiao Yun. She looked at Jiang Cha, who remained silent, scrolling through her phone. Xiao Yun didn’t know how to answer.

“Second Miss, just admit it. Everyone is watching,” Xia Yueyao prodded.

Xiao Yun cleared her throat. “Actually…”

“It’s not her,” Jiang Cha interrupted, her voice like a needle. She looked calmly at the camera. “She isn’t Bunny.”

The room gasped. A bombshell.

“Then the person in your dreams… is Li Rang?” Xia Yueyao asked.

Jiang Cha pursed her lips. “No. Bunny is my teddy bear. The one I hug to sleep. I forgot to bring it, so I dreamed about it. I can’t sleep without her.”

Xia Yueyao scoffed. “Just a doll? And you get insomnia?”

Jiang Cha smiled. “It sounds silly, but Bunny is very important to me. When I was a kid, a dog almost bit me, and she ‘saved’ me.”

Jiang Cha told the story of her childhood—her father’s absence, her mother’s cold resolve, and how the neighbor’s dog had attacked her. Everyone listened in sympathetic silence. It was the first time she had shared something so personal.

“The bear stayed with me until I grew up. I never let her go. So, I really wasn’t used to it last night.”

Xiao Yun breathed a sigh of relief. So that was why she had been clinging to her arm—she was being used as a teddy bear.

Xia Yueyao still looked skeptical. “If you can’t sleep without her, how did you sleep last night?”

Jiang Cha tilted her head toward Xiao Yun, her hair brushing against Xiao Yun’s skin. “Because I had Yunyun with me. After the dream, I fell right asleep.”