After Differentiating into an O, Pampered by an A - Chapter 39

Inside the study, the lights were dim and amber.

Shen Yushu stared blankly at several new bottles of inhibitors in the drawer.

“Shen Yushu, what are you doing…” she murmured after a long silence.

Earlier, when Ye Xing asked for an inhibitor, she had—for some inexplicable reason—given her a bottle that was nearly empty. That tiny amount would be useless if a real rut occurred. But if she were to knock on the door and give her more now, it would look intentional.

Feeling restless and unable to sleep, she turned on her computer and used work to distract herself.

After being jolted awake by her dream, Ye Xing had taken a cold shower in the bathroom. Only after her heart settled did she fall back asleep.

[Pretty Alpha doesn’t work tomorrow, feeling great, so comfortable! Pretty Alpha doesn’t work tomorrow, I’ll be as lazy as I want…]

In the early morning, her ringtone exploded in her ear. Ye Xing emerged from under the duvet with slightly messy, fluffy hair. Seeing Ding Ling’s call, she cleared her throat.

“Hello, Sister Ling,” she said, her voice thick with sleepiness.

Ding Ling didn’t want to disturb her star’s beauty sleep every morning, but when she woke up and opened her phone today, she was nearly buried by a landslide of messages.

“Ye Xing.” Ding Ling’s voice on the other end was clearly trying to keep calm. After a long exhale, she spoke solemnly: “Ye Xing, I am your manager. Yesterday, I asked about your relationship with Shen Yushu, and you said you were neighbors. But today you ‘officially announce’ your relationship? Are you trying to mess with my mental health?”

Who announced what?

Ye Xing didn’t understand. Her sleepiness vanished. She sat up and opened Weibo. There, at the very top of the Hot Search list:

[Ye Xing & Shen Yushu: A Ring Token of Love.]

What on earth? Ye Xing clicked into the content immediately.

“Whoa, even those small media outlets have learned to be bad. They didn’t release the actual interview content; they released these photos to mislead netizens. But hey, looking at this, I don’t look much worse than Shen Yushu. The editing is pretty good too.”

Ye Xing didn’t know why that was her first reaction.

On the other end, Ding Ling nearly spat out a mouthful of blood. “My ancestor! Can you focus on the important part? I’m telling you, I’ve contacted countless PR firms, and we can’t get this hot search down. Why don’t you go find Shen Yushu right now? She’s wealthy and powerful; she might have a way.”

Though Ye Xing didn’t want to trouble her, looking at the comments, she sighed. “One picture to start a rumor; the victims have nowhere to cry.”

Since it was the weekend, Ye Xing was certain Shen Yushu would be home. A moment later, Shen Yushu opened the door in silk pajamas.

“Shen Yushu, look at this mess! Those two media outlets from yesterday released misleading photos. Now netizens say we’re a couple. Have your company’s legal and PR teams look into how to handle this!”

The moment she opened the door, Shen Yushu heard a barrage of words from Ye Xing’s small mouth. She lazily scanned the phone screen held up to her, lowering her lashes to hide her emotions.

“Mm, let me see.” Shen Yushu walked calmly back into her house to get her own phone.

Ye Xing pulled her robe tighter. She had been rushed by Ding Ling’s calls right after washing up and hadn’t even had time to change. She followed her in familiarly and saw Little Grape playing on the carpet, but she had business on her mind.

“Shen Yushu, this hot search is half yours. My manager tried everything and can’t take it down. Only you can do something.”

Seeing Shen Yushu unhurriedly making a call, Ye Xing felt a bit anxious. After a while, Shen Yushu walked back from the window, put away her phone, and knit her brows as if she had a massive headache.

“Um… our company’s legal and PR departments have been doing so well lately that the Vice President arranged a vacation for them. They’re all currently on an overseas trip.”

“…”

It felt like a lightning strike. “Then what do we do?”

Shen Yushu looked at Ye Xing’s worried little face, perfectly composed. “I suppose we just have to wait for the heat to die down on its own. If you really feel bad about ‘riding my coattails,’ you can have your manager issue a statement.”

Ye Xing took a deep breath. These days, an artist’s statement meant nothing. Who would believe it?

“Who’s riding whose…”

“What?”

Facing Shen Yushu’s cooling expression, Ye Xing could only scurry back to report to Ding Ling.

Later that afternoon, through Ding Ling’s tireless efforts, the photo finally dropped from the number one spot to number two.

At that moment, Sun Xi sat before her computer holding her phone with a tearful face. “Hello, President Shen… I’m sorry. The number one spot you wanted is now at number two. Can you… accept that?”

Shen Yushu stood by her floor-to-ceiling window, her fair fingertips pinching a blue hydrangea petal. Her red lips moved slowly: “Assistant Sun, your performance lately is becoming increasingly… surprising.”

“President Shen, don’t worry! I’ll contact the platform immediately to push the photo back up!” Sun Xi broke into a cold sweat.

Shen Yushu was silent for a moment, then said quietly, “Never mind. Take the photo down.”

Thinking of Ye Xing’s expression this morning, she realized the girl had probably been troubled by this all day. Her own selfishness shouldn’t cause her distress.

But if anyone was truly distressed, it was one person in particular. Under a rose tree, Shen Xiaoqian sat by a flower bed crying into the wind. Having seen the hot search, her fingertips were white from gripping her phone.

Shen Yushu, do you love her that much?

Beside her, Deng Yao and Lu Huanmo looked at the heartbroken girl and tried to comfort her. “Xiaoqian, it’s been all morning. Haven’t you recovered from the grief? Ye Xing even issued a statement saying she has nothing to do with Shen Yushu.”

Shen Xiaoqian wiped away a tear. “It’s real. It’s all real. That’s just a smokescreen for them to show off their love.”

“…”

The two roommates couldn’t understand her certainty. They were also fans of Ye Xing, but for some reason, looking at the photo of Ye Xing and Shen Yushu… they looked too good together.

Deng Yao couldn’t help looking at the photo again, her eyes turning into hearts. “Honestly, sisters, our Ye Xing is such a beautiful Alpha; I’d feel like any Omega was unworthy of her. But Shen Yushu… what do I do? I think they’re a perfect match. I like Shen Yushu too.”

Lu Huanmo patted Xiaoqian’s back and glared at Deng Yao. “Please remember, we are pure ‘solo fans.’ You’re drifting off track. You’re buying the late-night snacks tonight.”

Just then, the bell rang. The roommates stopped talking and grabbed their books. “Xiaoqian, stop crying! Hurry and grab a seat. A new substitute teacher is coming today. I heard she’s a beautiful Omega with long legs. I need to see for myself. Let’s go!”

Shen Xiaoqian found herself dragged to the classroom by her “beauty-is-justice” roommates. In the front row, just as she set her book down, she heard a soft, pleasant voice drifting from the podium.

“Hello, students. I am your substitute teacher for this semester. My name is Meng Ci.”

Meng Ci? It sounded familiar. She looked up.

On the podium, Meng Ci wore gold-rimmed glasses, and her white shirt made her clean, refined face look like a painting.

Shen Xiaoqian was stunned. “It’s her—”

Meng Ci scanned the crowded classroom and then caught sight of Shen Xiaoqian in the front row. A spark of light flashed in her eyes, followed by a brief moment of surprise before her smile deepened.

“Student, class has started. Please listen attentively.”

At Chuan’ai Entertainment, Ye Xing and Ding Ling sat in the lounge. Only after the hot search was completely suppressed did they breathe a sigh of relief. Ding Ling had even used threats to contact the two media outlets, but they admitted they released the photos and genuinely hadn’t expected them to hit number one. They had even deleted the original posts immediately. Their full cooperation made it hard for Ding Ling to even involve the legal department.

Ye Xing checked her watch and patted Ding Ling. “Sister Ling, I’m heading to the hospital.”

“What’s wrong?” Ding Ling asked nervously.

“Nothing, just going to get some inhibitors,” Ye Xing replied.

Ding Ling stood up. “Let’s go, I’ll drive you.”

“No need, I can go myself. It’s not a big deal.”

Ding Ling wanted to insist, but the PR department suddenly came in to discuss “water army” comment control. As Ye Xing headed for the door, Ding Ling slapped her forehead. “Oh! I almost forgot. Ruan Nian’an’s wedding is the day after tomorrow. She invited you. I was so busy I nearly blanked on it.”

“A wedding? Invited me?” Ye Xing was blank. If she remembered correctly, they had only met once at the jewelry event.

Ding Ling had been just as surprised, but the other party had explained that they found Ye Xing very likeable. As a manager, Ding Ling wouldn’t pass up a chance for Ye Xing to network with Ruan Nian’an.

“Alright, Sister Ling, you arrange it. I’ve got to go, it’s late.”

Ye Xing wanted to hear the rest, but her body wouldn’t allow it. A sudden surge of heat was making her feel afraid.

Ye Xing reached a private hospital just before closing. Because she wasn’t sure of the original host’s medical history, the doctor ordered a full physical checkup.

When the results came back, the doctor looked at the reports with a somber expression. “Doctor, don’t look at my chart like that, I’m scared… is something wrong?”

The doctor looked up. “Oh, don’t be nervous. Currently, it just looks like your hormones are a bit unstable. It’s not a big problem. I’ll prescribe some medicine along with the inhibitors. During your hormonal instability and rut, your… physical desires will be stronger. Remember to use the inhibitors to remain abstinent.”

Ye Xing felt relieved. No need for abstinence; she had no desires anyway.

Half an hour later, Ye Xing left the hospital with a bag full of inhibitors. She tossed them onto the passenger seat. “With these, I’m not afraid even if an SSS-rank Omega shows up.”

She started the car, but her music was interrupted by a ringtone.

“Hello?”

“Miss Ye? It’s Sun Xi. President Shen… she can’t handle her liquor. She got drunk at Miss Kong’s bachelorette party. Could you pick her up?”

Ye Xing frowned. “Assistant Sun, isn’t that your job?”

“Oh, um, President Shen sent me on a business trip this weekend. Miss Kong just contacted me. Could you please pick her up? After all… she only has you as a neighbor.”

It sounded pitiful. Could the President of the Shen Group really be left to sleep on the street? Before she could refuse, Sun Xi gave an address and hung up, claiming a “bad signal.”

At the bar entrance, Sun Xi was supporting a slightly tipsy Shen Yushu, her lips twitching with an unstoppable grin. “President Shen, does this count as making up for my mistakes?”

Sun Xi estimated the timing, placed Shen Yushu on a sofa in the lobby, and hid. Sure enough, Ye Xing’s car appeared soon after.

Ye Xing saw Shen Yushu, pulled her hat lower, and wordlessly helped the woman to the car. Shen Yushu kept her eyes closed, her long lashes like butterfly wings—breathtakingly beautiful.

Back at Jiangting, Ye Xing helped the drunken woman into her home and onto the sofa. She was panting slightly. Little Grape came over to rub against her feet, but Ye Xing was too busy.

Seeing Shen Yushu lying there wouldn’t do, so she tried to move her to the bed. After much struggling, Shen Yushu finally murmured: “Ye Xing.”

“I’m here, I’m here. Shen Yushu, why did you drink so much? You’re so heavy,” Ye Xing grumbled.

Faintly hearing she was “heavy,” Shen Yushu’s lashes rose. Her beautiful eyes were filled with an exquisite, vivid moisture, the corners flushed red. Her red lips moved slowly:

“You’re the heavy one. You were very heavy when you were pressed against my body.” She let out a light chuckle.

“…” Ye Xing’s mouth twitched. “When have I ever been pressed against you? Fine, lie down. I’ll get you some water.”

Ye Xing bent down to pick up the heels Shen Yushu had kicked off. But as she turned to leave, her hand was caught by a scorching, jade-like hand.

Shen Yushu lay on the bed with blurred eyes, her red lips parting. The scene was indescribably seductive.

“Ye Xing… I’m so hot. Can you help me take my clothes off?”