After Agreeing to Go on a Parenting Show With My Omega Ex-Girlfriend – Chapter 11

Who are you coaxing with that story?

Hearing the production team announce the score, Qi Song was momentarily surprised, but on second thought, it didn’t feel unexpected.

There were ten questions in the game, and the answers to about six of them could be found in the original owner’s memories of yearning for Yu Luo over the past two years.

As for the remaining four questions, with the lingering influence of the original owner’s romance-addled brain¹ that seemed to have been left in her body, getting them right was perhaps not that difficult.

Not to mention the wisp of a hazy memory that had just surfaced, which suggested that the original owner’s remaining memories might be slowly returning, allowing her to play the part of the original owner with watertight² precision.

Qi Song quickly figured it out in her mind but couldn’t explain any of it to Yu Luo.

Amidst the envious gazes of the other families and the wails of Li Ge, the village chief welcomed them to stay in his house for the night.

Qi Song found the right moment to turn her head and whisper in Yu Luo’s ear, emphasizing seriously, “Don’t get the wrong idea. I just wanted to win.”

Yu Luo gave a faint smile, seemingly believing her. “Mm, who doesn’t want to win?”

Her tone implied she wasn’t just talking about the game.

Space Line

The village chief’s house was three stories tall and covered a huge area; his sons and their families all lived here after getting married.

After dinner, the village chief had matters to attend to, so his son, Chen Linxin³, and his wife welcomed the celebrity family.

Chen Linxin had a scholarly appearance and was very thoughtful in his interactions with them.

After helping carry their luggage to the third-floor bedroom, he carefully gave them some instructions, then squatted down to tease Taotao, smiling. “What a cute little girl.”

After speaking, he glanced gently at his wife’s belly and said, as if embarrassed, “I’m going to have a child soon, too.”

Looking at the happiness on Chen Linxin and his wife’s faces, Qi Song couldn’t help but glance back at Yu Luo.

She saw the Omega’s gaze was dazed, as if she was moved by something.

Qi Song’s sense of morality was very strong; she was completely unable to understand the mentality of a scumbag O who would cheat and have a child with someone else.

Seeing a couple like this, who had married and were having a child in a faithful love, free of betrayal, did Yu Luo feel a moment of regret or guilt in her heart?

Probably not.

Because in the next second, Yu Luo’s expression returned to normal as she congratulated the couple, naturally sharing in their joy, her brow smooth in a way that didn’t seem feigned.

This made Qi Song belatedly find the situation laughable.

What was she thinking? Expecting the woman who put a green hat on the original owner to have a sense of morality?

She might as well hope for the scumbag girl to have her downfall one day—those who cuckold others will themselves be cuckolded⁴.

Space Line

Yu Luo finished bathing Taotao and walked into the bedroom.

Taotao was dressed in a set of buttery-yellow pajamas with little animals on them, looking soft and adorable.

Yu Luo was wearing a matching set with her, a long-sleeved, long-panted cotton pajama set in the same buttery yellow. The warm color and pattern diluted the cool aloofness in her temperament, and her freshly bathed skin had a light pink flush, reflecting a certain gentle charm.

Yu Luo walked up to Qi Song in a few steps, carrying the fresh scent of shower gel.

She leaned down, raised a hand to cover Qi Song’s mic, and whispered by her ear, “Remember to wear this pajama set too.”

The damp tips of her hair fell onto Qi Song’s shoulder, lightly scratching as she spoke, bringing with them a moist itchiness.

The round collar was rather conservative, but as she leaned over, it revealed her delicate collarbones.

Qi Song only felt a large patch of creamy white skin swaying before her eyes, dazzlingly bright. The Alpha-morality alarm bells in her mind went off, and she immediately said, “I know. I’m going to take a shower.”

Just then, Taotao, who had been rolling around on the bed, propped herself up. “Mommy, lotion time.”

“Okay,” Yu Luo replied, her gaze landing on Qi Song’s reddening ear.

She couldn’t help but hook her lips into a smile. She hadn’t even done anything yet.

Space Line

Yu Luo had said many ambiguous things that evening, so Qi Song had assumed the scumbag girl would definitely use both hard and soft tactics at night, wanting to sleep pressed up against her.

But in the end, Yu Luo proactively let Taotao sleep in the middle.

Taotao lay down obediently and yawned. “Bedtime story?”

Yu Luo took a fairytale book out of her backpack. “Let Mama read it to you.”

As Taotao mumbled a response, Qi Song took the book.

It contained many stories. She flipped through it, asking, “Which one does Taotao want to hear?”

Taotao didn’t answer, but the Omega beside her quickly did. “The eighth one, I think.”

Qi Song followed the voice and saw that Yu Luo had also lain down properly beside Taotao, the blanket pulled up securely.

With her eyes closed, her eyelashes were as thick as cattail fans, and her pink lips were slightly pursed, unexpectedly showing the same kind of well-behaved look as Taotao.

She paused slightly.

Was this to coax Taotao to sleep, or to coax Yu Luo to sleep?

Taotao’s breathing was even; she had clearly fallen asleep before even getting to hear the story.

In that case, it was self-evident who the story was meant to coax.

Qi Song could only pretend not to know Taotao was asleep and, steeling herself, turned to the eighth story and began to read.

As an actress who had won a ‘Best Actress’ award, her line delivery skills were excellent, and she read the story with ease.

On a night with a gentle breeze, she deliberately lowered her voice, reading the childishly innocent story in a moving way.

“…And from then on, the little wolf family lived a peaceful and happy life.”

After reading the last word, she glanced over at Yu Luo.

She saw the woman’s peaceful sleeping face, her delicate and cool features appearing soft as a result.

She looked like she was asleep—

—if it weren’t for the redness at the corners of her eyes.

And Qi Song’s heart seemed to be pricked slightly by that touch of red.

A cute and happy fairytale, it couldn’t have made her cry, could it?

She stared at that spot for a long time, her hard-to-decipher emotions swaying in the cool autumn night’s breeze.

To put the guests at ease, the camera in the bedroom would automatically cover its lens at midnight and uncover it at six in the morning.

It was only when she heard the faint click of the lens cover automatically closing that Qi Song realized she was having a bit of insomnia.

Yu Luo, who had been motionless beside her, seemed to be startled awake by the sound as well and gently turned over.

A moment later, she slowly sat up and got out of bed with light, careful movements.

Seeing that figure approaching her side, Qi Song’s heart began to beat erratically. She tried hard to control her breathing, pretending to be fast asleep.

A fresh scent wafted over. The woman pinched her earlobe. “Come to the bathroom with me, okay…”

The room didn’t have a private bathroom. With so many people living in the house, it was indeed unsafe for Yu Luo to go to the toilet alone in the middle of the night.

Seeing no reaction from her for a moment, that hand unhurriedly continued its mischief, kneading from her earlobe bit by bit to the base of her ear, stirring up a wave of heat.

Qi Song couldn’t stand the itch any longer and could no longer pretend to be asleep.

“Let go,” she warned in a small voice.

Yu Luo’s hand paused. “Finally done pretending?”

It was an overcast night. The moon was hidden by clouds, and the room was extremely dark.

So as not to disturb Taotao, the two didn’t turn on any lights and felt their way out of the room in the dark.

The moment the door closed, a cool softness slipped into her palm. Qi Song’s heart trembled, and she said in a breathy, angry voice, “There are no cameras now, you…”

“I’m scared of the dark.”

Yu Luo’s answer was matter-of-fact, her fingers expertly slipping between Qi Song’s to interlock their hands.

Qi Song still wanted to pull away. Just as her hand was about to exert force, she felt the woman stand on her tiptoes, her other hand gently stroking the top of her head.

Laughing lightly, her tone was as sweet as honey and sugar. “Be good, just for a little while.”

Just like taming a small puppy.

What gave this scumbag girl the right to think anyone was an easily coaxed little animal she could mold in her hands?

A fire instantly ignited in Qi Song’s heart, so much so that she failed to notice the fateful, momentary submission she felt in the instant her head was stroked.

In the end, she only allowed Yu Luo to grab her wrist.

It was too dark at night, and they had forgotten to grab a phone for light when they left, so the two fumbled along, not knowing where they had ended up.

As they passed a half-closed door, they suddenly heard a coquettish cry, “Chen Linxin…”

It was followed by a man’s gentle voice, tinged with urgency, “Quieter, the soundproofing isn’t good… Is the door shut tight?”

“Mmm, it should be shut tight…”

What followed were indescribable, ambiguous sounds.

Qi Song’s steps halted.

The man was Chen Linxin, but the woman’s voice was not Chen Linxin’s wife.

His wife is pregnant, and he’s here sneaking a bite on the side?⁵

She had just furrowed her brow when she sensed someone was even angrier than she was.

The scumbag girl herself, who was always so breezily indifferent and unflappable, squeezed her wrist tightly, her breathing heavy as she said angrily, “Scum.”

Qi Song gave her a surprised look.

This Omega actually knew that word?

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The author has something to say:

Qi Song: Are you acting?

Yu Luo: (smiles)

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