After Differentiating into an O, Pampered by an A - Chapter 33

Ye Xing looked up to see Shen Xiaoqian standing with her hands clenched into fists at her sides, a complex expression written across her fair face.

She hadn’t expected the girl to show up so suddenly. Ye Xing was equally startled. “Shen… Shen Xiaoqian…”

For some reason, Ye Xing felt a momentary, jarring illusion of being caught in bed with someone.

Shen Yushu turned her gaze calmly. Upon seeing who it was, she asked with a frown, “Why are you here?”

Shen Xiaoqian stood rooted to the spot, her legs seemingly frozen. Her eyes shimmered with unshed tears as her gaze swept over Ye Xing before turning back to Shen Yushu. “So Auntie’s woman really is Ye Xing? All those guesses on the internet were true?”

Hearing this, Ye Xing was bewildered. Since when did she become Shen Yushu’s woman? This was clearly a massive misunderstanding. She was about to explain to Shen Xiaoqian that they were just neighbors, but before she could part her red lips, Shen Yushu turned and whispered to her.

“Go inside first.”

“Are you sure? I think she’s misunderstood things quite deeply,” Ye Xing replied.

Shen Yushu didn’t speak. She simply looked at her with those clear, beautiful eyes. For a split second, Ye Xing felt that Shen Yushu’s gaze possessed an almost bewitching magic.

Seeing the shimmering tears pooling in Shen Xiaoqian’s eyes, looking as if they would burst the dam if she said another word, Ye Xing sighed. Fine, I’ll leave it to Shen Yushu. It’s her kid, after all.

Ye Xing nodded in agreement, picked up Little Grape, and opened the door next to Shen Yushu’s.

The moment Ye Xing stepped inside, Shen Xiaoqian gasped and blurted out, “Wait, Ye Xing, did you go in the wrong door?” She pointed to Shen Yushu’s door. “Shouldn’t you be going in this one?”

Ye Xing turned back and gave a shallow smile. “I shouldn’t, because this side is my home.”

Shen Yushu brought Shen Xiaoqian inside. The young girl sat on the sofa, her posture obedient, but her eyes were like a police dog’s, frantically searching the room as if desperate to find any trace of someone other than Shen Yushu living there.

But there was nothing.

Are they really just neighbors?

Shen Xiaoqian still didn’t believe it. The way Shen Yushu looked at Ye Xing was definitely not the way one looks at an ordinary neighbor. It was full of possessiveness, as if she were afraid Xiaoqian would look at her for even a second too long.

Shen Yushu brought over two glasses of water and sat opposite Shen Xiaoqian. She glanced at her watch and said in a deep voice, “You followed me from the Shen residence?”

Shen Xiaoqian wanted to say no, that she was just passing by on her way back to school, but she couldn’t invent a reason for “passing by” on the spot. She lowered her head guiltily, which was essentially a confession.

Shen Yushu didn’t get angry. She looked at Shen Xiaoqian with a neutral expression and said softly, “Shen Xiaoqian, are you sure your ‘love’ for Ye Xing is real?”

Hearing her aunt question her feelings, the girl immediately looked up, her little mouth moving in protest. “Of course, I like her!”

“Then what do you like about her?”

The question gave Shen Xiaoqian pause, but she quickly replied, “I like that Ye Xing is beautiful and has a great body. I crave her body—is that not allowed?”

Shen Yushu: “…”

Heh, crave her body?

Shen Yushu’s face darkened instantly. Just as she was about to speak, Shen Xiaoqian suddenly countered: “Then what do you like about her, Auntie? Even though you’re incredibly beautiful and have money and power, compared to you, I’m young, cute, and energetic. I think I’m a better fit for Ye Xing. Besides, you’re both Alphas. I’m an Omega; I have a natural attraction for Alphas…”

“But Ye Xing doesn’t like Omegas.”

Shen Xiaoqian: “…”

The air suddenly became quiet and cold.

Shen Yushu raised her lazy eyebrows, crossed her long legs, and shifted into a more comfortable position. She picked up her water glass, her lips stained a beautiful rouge color. “Alright. I’ll have someone take you back to school. Stop making a scene; this matter ends here.”

With that, the tears Shen Xiaoqian had been holding back finally fell in large drops onto the back of her hand. While Shen Yushu was making the phone call, she bolted out the door.

Outside the building, Shen Xiaoqian bit her lower lip hard, not wanting to let herself cry out loud. She walked with her head down. Suddenly, she collided head-on with a passerby.

The pain in her forehead was like an emotional switch. The sadness she had been suppressing to the limit exploded at this moment. Having been bumped into, she simply plopped down on the ground and started wailing.

“Waaaaah! Everyone’s a bully! Everyone’s bullying me…!”

Faced with a person sitting on the ground crying hysterically, Meng Ci, who had just returned from the community gym, grabbed the white towel around her neck and looked around nervously. Finding no one else around, she spoke.

“U-Um, kid, are you trying to scam me? I don’t think I bullied you—”

Hearing a soft, pleasant voice, Shen Xiaoqian removed her arms from her face. Her vision was blurred by tears, but she could slowly make out the woman standing before her.

An Omega.

She was wearing a light purple yoga set with a quick-dry jacket tied around her waist, accentuating her graceful figure. Her features were delicate and pretty, and her face was flushed from aerobic exercise, looking exceptionally vivid and beautiful in the night.

Seeing that the person on the ground had no intention of getting up, Meng Ci decided that regardless of whether it was a scam, she should help her up first.

Shen Xiaoqian sat on a nearby bench, still sobbing uncontrollably, though her tears had mostly stopped. Looking at the tissue Meng Ci handed her, she accepted it unceremoniously. “Thanks.”

Seeing her emotions under control, Meng Ci’s gaze fell on the girl’s slightly reddened forehead. She asked gently, “Are you sure you’re okay?” She pointed to the corresponding spot on her own forehead. “Do you want me to take you to a doctor?”

Shen Xiaoqian shook her head. Still lost in her sadness, she didn’t speak.

Meng Ci said, “Alright then. I’m Meng Ci. Do you live around here? You look quite young; it’s late, you should go home.”

Shen Xiaoqian replied with a nasal, post-crying voice, “I’m not small. I’m an adult.”

Meng Ci smiled slightly, revealing sweet dimples. “Alright then. An adult should be able to control their emotions better. Stop crying; if you’re fine, I’m going.” She waved at Shen Xiaoqian and left.

The night breeze blew, completely drying the tear stains on Shen Xiaoqian’s face. She watched Meng Ci’s slender silhouette disappear from view.

Shen Xiaoqian took a deep breath and comforted herself. “There are so many beautiful people in this world. Ye Xing, she… sob… no, it still hurts too much!”

Leaving this heartbreaking place, she sent a message to her two roommates saying she wouldn’t be back at school tonight. In the end, she didn’t tell them that their idol’s “house had collapsed,” fearing they wouldn’t be able to handle it. And the person who caused the collapse… was her aunt.

Shen Xiaoqian hailed a taxi and went to Jiangcheng’s most luxurious five-star hotel. She pulled out the gold card Shen Yushu had given her.

“You steal my woman, I spend all your money!!!!”

Back at the apartment, Shen Yushu received a call saying Shen Xiaoqian had taken her card to the Mandu Hotel. She felt relieved. Rubbing her brow with her fair fingertips, she went and knocked on Ye Xing’s door.

In the living room, Ye Xing saw Shen Yushu’s furrowed brows. A smile curved her lips as she asked, “Is that kid hard to handle? But that little misunderstanding should be fine; after all, our two front doors are right there. ‘Living together,’ ‘I’m your woman’—what is going on in that kid’s head!”

Shen Yushu didn’t speak, just watched Ye Xing quietly. Ye Xing looked up, meeting those deep eyes, and her movement of setting down a water glass faltered. Why does Shen Yushu always look at me with that kind of gaze?

After a long moment, a single syllable slowly spilled from her red lips: “Mm.”

After asking about the general situation, Ye Xing checked the time and prepared to see Shen Yushu out. But seeing the woman sitting on the sofa unmoving, Shen Yushu finally spoke slowly: “Actually, it wasn’t entirely a misunderstanding.”

“What?”

“Nothing.” With that, Shen Yushu stood up and left.

In the time that followed, Ye Xing’s career path became increasingly smooth. The wheel of fortune had turned to her house.

Because of the ring incident self-directed by Lan Xinqiao, the Boucheron brand was reminded of Ye Xing, the once-renowned star. They also saw her recent traffic and popularity. Consequently, when Ye Xing and her manager received an invitation to the brand’s new product launch this year, both were incredulous.

The Night of the Gala.

Ye Xing sat in the car wearing a white gown. The hem and chest were adorned with small white flowers, each one hand-sewn by the designer. Her dark hair was put up, and a sexy black silk ribbon was tied around her long, beautiful swan neck, featuring a delicate white flower in full bloom. She looked like a noble, elegant white swan.

Ding Ling nervously looked Ye Xing over. After confirming every detail was perfect, she said slowly, “Let’s go, my big star. You have to stand tall at this major event today. Let the other artists see what the most beautiful ‘A’ in the industry looks like.”

Ye Xing curled her red lips and nodded with a smile.

The moment the car door opened, flashbulbs exploded frantically. Ye Xing felt like she could no longer hear anything. The blinding light made her eyes ache, but thanks to Ding Ling’s training, she elegantly lowered her lashes and then slowly opened them, her beautiful eyes tinged with an alluring, hazy moisture.

Because of Ye Xing’s return to fame and her presence at such an event, numerous reporters and media outlets scrambled to take photos. The artist in front of Ye Xing instantly lost all attention. That actress looked back at Ye Xing while waving to fans, then quickly looked away and continued walking forward with elegant confidence.

Ye Xing, afraid of affecting the artists appearing after her, quickened her pace to finish the red carpet. Entering the main hall—worthy of a major brand—she found the paths were covered in red carpet and strewn with flower petals. Smelling the faint fragrance, Ye Xing felt like every step was on a cloud, giving her a surreal, dreamlike feeling.

But the next second, Ding Ling’s voice pulled her back to reality. “My big star, why are you standing here? Get inside.” Ding Ling took Ye Xing’s wrist and led her toward the main hall. “Don’t tell me you’re nervous. Even though it’s been a long time since we’ve attended an event like Boucheron’s, remember: the ring on your finger was the only one gifted to a female star back then.”

Ye Xing looked down at the ring, raised her lashes, and smiled. “I’m not nervous. I just think the feeling of being the center of attention is… not bad.”

Inside the main hall, exquisite champagne towers and uniformed servers were everywhere, weaving through the guests. Ye Xing took a glass from a server. Holding her skirt, she followed Ding Ling, smiling and greeting the people introduced to her. After one round, she put down her glass when no one was looking and rubbed her aching cheeks. She wondered how people here managed to keep one expression from beginning to end.

Suddenly, the host on stage began to speak. “Thank you to every guest here tonight. Next, let us welcome with warm applause the co-host of this brand event, Miss Shen Yushu of the Shen Group, and our latest Golden Flower Award Best Actress.”

The heavy wooden doors were slowly pulled open from both sides. Ye Xing didn’t hear the name the host said next. The lights in the hall dimmed abruptly, focusing entirely on the doors.

Like everyone else, Ye Xing looked curiously toward the light.

The next second, Shen Yushu walked toward the stage in a black gown. Under the lights, her naturally cold, pale skin looked even more translucent. Her makeup was exquisite and vivid, making her look like a noble, cold queen.

Ye Xing stood in a dim corner, but her gaze was not on Shen Yushu. Instead, she stared unblinkingly at the woman beside her, who was smiling brilliantly and holding Shen Yushu’s arm tightly.

The expression vanished from Ye Xing’s face, and her red lips parted slightly.

“Tao Jingyun…?”