After Differentiating into an O, Pampered by an A - Chapter 47

Ye Xing was given a few days off by Ding Ling due to her rut. Ning Youyou had originally invited her out for a spa day, but because of Shen Yushu’s “tossing and turning” last night, her whole body was so sore and weak that she didn’t want to step out of the house at all.

So, she stayed home, playing with the cat and binge-watching dramas, observing and learning the acting techniques of her industry seniors on screen.

Suddenly, a familiar face flashed across the TV. It was the commercial for the most popular drink at the moment; Tao Jingyun’s face, perfect from every angle, was enlarged before her eyes. Ye Xing couldn’t help but feel a bit complicated.

In the original novel, Shen Yushu and Tao Jingyun were the “canonical couple” that fans adored, but now it seemed many things were heading in a completely different direction, which felt somewhat surreal.

The commercial had just finished when the doorbell rang. Ye Xing opened it to find Ding Ling carrying a stack of files.

“Sister Ling, what brings you here?” Ye Xing stepped forward to help her with the items.

Ding Ling was beaming, clearly in high spirits. She took off her shoes, put on slippers, and immediately pulled Ye Xing down to sit. Ye Xing placed the files on the coffee table and picked up a bound booklet of A4 papers. “Sister Ling, what are these?”

Ding Ling leaned in, looking eager. “Didn’t I tell you? We’re going to transition into the film and television industry. I let out some word, and to my surprise, quite a few scripts were sent over. Since you’re not feeling well, I brought them all to you. You can pick and choose at home over the next few days. Of course, the most important one is the one in Ruan Nian’an’s hands, but we can’t hang ourselves on one tree, right? It’s safest to walk on two legs.”

Most of Ye Xing’s attention was on the content in her hands. Seeing Ding Ling’s intense excitement, she poured cold water on her enthusiasm with a single sentence.

“Sister Ling, have you actually looked at these scripts? ‘Flower vase,’ ‘cannon fodder,’ ‘cameo appearance,’ ‘no lines.’” Ye Xing flipped through them quickly. “These roles don’t exactly seem to require ‘careful selection.’”

Ding Ling frowned, her face dimming as she looked them over. “Damn, they organized them and put them on my desk, and I just grabbed them and came over. I really didn’t look at them properly.”

Seeing Ye Xing’s neutral expression, Ding Ling thought she was upset and tried to comfort her, but was comforted instead.

“Aiya, Sister Ling, don’t be in such a hurry. There’s a difference between being a ‘star’ and being an ‘actress.’ I’m not saying I won’t cooperate, it’s just that we have to take this slow. If I go in with this face but my acting fails, it’ll be very embarrassing. Didn’t you say you had a way? What is it?”

Ding Ling had been overjoyed by the scripts, but reminded of her plan, she slapped her thigh.

“Embarrassing? With me around, I’ll never let you be embarrassed. I’ve already arranged everything. Once your rut is over, we’ll start improving in secret and then stun everyone else. By then, the scripts in front of you won’t be like these.”

Ye Xing let out a helpless, shallow smile, never imagining that Ding Ling’s “way” would transform her from a female star into a female student.

The two chatted about other business deals currently being negotiated until suddenly, Ding Ling noticed Ye Xing was wearing a turtleneck sweater. Even though it was loose and the AC was on indoors, wearing a sweater in summer was quite the “anti-seasonal” fashion choice for a star.

“Ye Xing, I don’t think your AC is that cold. Why are you all covered up?” Ding Ling asked, her eyes fixed on Ye Xing in confusion.

A flash of panic appeared in Ye Xing’s eyes, but she hid it under her curled lashes, her lips curving into a shallow smile. “Oh, it’s probably because of the rut. I feel cold.”

Ding Ling didn’t suspect a thing. She nodded thoughtfully. “Mm, then rest well. I won’t disturb you.”

After seeing Ding Ling off, Ye Xing returned to the bedroom. Standing before the mirror, she lifted her clothes. Her snowy, delicate skin was covered in marks of varying depths, like flowers in slow bloom. Her brows knit tightly, and she bit her lower lip.

She only hoped these would disappear before her next job.

In the afternoon, Shen Yushu finished a business meeting and prepared to return to the office. Relaxing, she leaned against the back of her seat, holding her phone up high. She slowly opened her collar, lazily admiring the mysterious “patterns” a certain someone had drawn on her.

A smile spread from her lips to the corners of her eyes.

Sun Xi hadn’t intended to pry into Shen Yushu’s privacy, but she happened to have something to say. The moment she looked into the rearview mirror, her pupils shook before she quickly regained her composure.

Tsk tsk tsk. These two Alphas were certainly capable. Just look at the state of President Shen’s fair neck—it had been bitten to pieces. Sun Xi chose to look straight ahead and focus on driving.

Shen Yushu, having had her fill of admiring the marks, slowly closed her collar. Once again, she looked like the cool, ascetic woman the public knew, her gaze calm and steady.

Because it was near rush hour, the car moved slowly. Shen Yushu glanced out the window. In the display window of an international luxury jewelry brand, a model’s snowy-white, slender ankle was adorned with a delicate, beautiful string of silver-white bells.

The bells were encrusted with diamonds. As the sunlight hit the window, it split the light into a brilliant galaxy of stars. In that dazzling light, Shen Yushu thought of the pair of fair little feet that had swung before her eyes last night, ankles as exquisite as jade, making her heart itch.

If such a beautiful item were wrapped around Ye Xing’s foot, with the crisp sound of the bells… what a suggestive picture that would be. Just thinking about it made Shen Yushu feel a surge of warmth in her neck.

“Stop the car.”

Sun Xi was driving steadily but immediately pulled over. “President Shen, is something the matter?”

Shen Yushu’s face held little expression. “Nothing. Wait for me here for a moment.”

Ten minutes later, Shen Yushu emerged from the luxury boutique, her slender fingers hooked around a golden paper bag.

“I went in to buy something. Let’s go. We’re not going back to the office; take me straight back to Jiangting.”

Sun Xi immediately complied, but in her heart, she was marveling. Her boss going into a luxury store to buy something was like a regular person going in to buy a head of cabbage. This was likely the joy of being rich.

At dinner time, Shen Yushu returned to Jiangting punctually. Knowing Ye Xing had changed her password, she stood at the door and dialed her number.

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

Suddenly, a sequence of high-energy ringtones came from the direction of the elevator.

Ye Xing emerged from the elevator carrying a bag of items. Seeing it was a call from Shen Yushu, she hung up without hesitation, only to look up and meet a pair of cold eyes.

“Hanging up on me?”

Shen Yushu pressed the screen of her phone to turn it off, her fingertips gripping the white frame. As Ye Xing approached, she instinctively clutched her collar.

Shen Yushu noticed she was still wearing the same sweater from the morning. She let out a low laugh. “Isn’t it hot?”

Hot? It’s boiling. Heaven only knew the strange looks the shop clerk gave her when she went out to buy inhibitors. But seeing Shen Yushu’s face and remembering her “atrocities” against her, Ye Xing took off her mask and raised her face with a cold attitude. “It’s not hot. This is called fashion.”

In Shen Yushu’s eyes, however, the word “Shy” was written in big letters across her face. Deciding not to expose her “fashion,” Shen Yushu shifted the topic to the bag in her hand. “What did you buy?”

“Inhibitors,” Ye Xing ground out the words through her teeth.

Being home today, Ye Xing was terrified of being controlled by the rut again. She had poured all the inhibitors she had into the bathtub and literally took an “inhibitor bath.” That way, she surely wouldn’t be affected by a tiny bit of Shen Yushu’s pheromones.

With that, Ye Xing moved past Shen Yushu to stand at her own door. Seeing this little cat about to slip away into her house, Shen Yushu suddenly covered her glands and took a slight, staggering step, her back leaning against the gap of the opening door.

“Ye Xing… you bit me too hard yesterday. I think I’m injured.”

Huh?

Seeing Shen Yushu acting like a “scammer” looking for a payout, Ye Xing immediately stepped back to give her space to perform. But thinking back carefully, she grew a bit uncertain. “Did I bite you last night?”

Shen Yushu nodded emphatically. Her soft fingers reached into her collar and slowly pulled it open.

Hiss—

Ye Xing couldn’t help but draw a breath of cold air. That fair neck and collarbone were covered in bite marks of all sizes, and even faint fingernail scratches. From what was visible, one could naturally imagine the “scenery” in other places covered by clothing.

Compared to herself, it seemed a certain someone was indeed more “injured.”

Seeing Ye Xing remained unmoved, Shen Yushu took a step closer and swept back her hair to show her the glands, but Ye Xing pulled her collar shut.

“Alright, alright. We’re in public.”

After all that, it turns out she wasn’t the only one being bitten last night! Hearing her sigh of relief, Shen Yushu’s sharp eyes noticed there was also ointment in her bag.

She spoke softly: “Ye Xing, I am a patient. Can the ‘little nurse’ help me apply some medicine?”

Ye Xing didn’t know what kind of spell Shen Yushu had cast on her, but seeing her furrowed brow and raised lashes, she found herself following her through the door. To her house.

Coming to her senses, Ye Xing had a sudden illusion of a sheep entering a tiger’s den. She had originally intended to just give the ointment to Shen Yushu and leave, but Shen Yushu captured her thoughts with precision.

“I’ll take a shower first. You can help me apply the ointment later.”

Fine. I’ll run as soon as you start your shower—

Ye Xing planned her move, but the next second she looked up and saw Shen Yushu unbuttoning her shirt with her back turned. Her red, swollen glands were exposed to the air. It looked much worse than she had imagined. It must be very painful.

Shen Yushu wasn’t entirely faking it. A day of high-intensity work had kept her distracted, but once she relaxed, the discomfort became noticeable. She had intended to handle it herself, but running into her neighbor was an opportunity too good to waste.

While Shen Yushu showered, Ye Xing waited out of boredom. Sitting on the sofa, she suddenly saw some files on the coffee table.

Shen Group Film and Television Investment Project Proposal—

Ye Xing hadn’t intended to flip through her things, but she saw her own name in a small line of text under the cover. Just as she was about to look curiously, Shen Yushu walked out in a champagne-colored robe. Her hair was damp, her figure alluring, mirroring the scene in Ye Xing’s house yesterday.

Ye Xing stood up nervously and grabbed the ointment nearby. “Aren’t we applying medicine? Come here.”

Shen Yushu approached her while drying her hair. “My hair isn’t dry. Help me blow-dry it before applying the medicine.” Her tone left no room for refusal.

Ye Xing’s heart softened again, and she followed her to the bathroom. After holding the hairdryer for a while, her arm got sore. Seeing this, Shen Yushu placed her hands on Ye Xing’s slender waist and lifted her onto the counter. Instantly, their eye levels were swapped.

A hint of mischief flashed in Ye Xing’s eyes. Her small hand landed on top of Shen Yushu’s head, ruffling her hair like she was ruffling the neighbor’s dog. Shen Yushu let her do it, her deep gaze fixed on a certain part of Ye Xing’s body.

Suddenly, Ye Xing felt a cold sensation on her ankle. She turned off the dryer and looked down. Her eyes widened in shock.

“Bells?”

Ye Xing’s snowy, fair foot and jade-like ankle were adorned with a string of delicate silver-white bells. As she moved, they made a beautiful sound.

Shen Yushu lightly gathered her dark hair, her red lips curving slightly.

“This little cat is too naughty. Will she be a bit better if she’s tied up?”