After Agreeing to Go on a Parenting Show With My Omega Ex-Girlfriend – Chapter 17

She Actually Patted Someone Else’s Head.

There was a two-hour rest period at noon. Upon returning to the bedroom, Yu Luo first opened her phone and saw a message from Zhou Zhou.

As she was typing a reply, Qi Song walked over and asked, “Is that Zhou Zhou?”

Yu Luo handed her the phone to look.

Zhou Zhou: 【Thank you, Teacher Yu, for telling me about this. Actually, I had a vague feeling before, but I could never find any proof… May I ask when you’re free, Teacher Yu? I’d like to talk with you.】

Yu Luo: 【I have time right now. If it’s convenient for you, come find me in my bedroom.】

Just as Yu Luo contacted the production team to temporarily turn off the cameras, Zhou Zhou arrived.

Her face was pale, her eyes slightly red. Seeing Qi Song, an Alpha, she hesitated, her lips moving silently, looking a bit constrained.

“Don’t be nervous. She will help you with me.”

Noticing Zhou Zhou’s unease, Yu Luo raised a hand and patted the top of Qi Song’s head, indicating that this Alpha was a trustworthy friend of Omegas.

“…” Being patted on the head like a puppy in front of someone else, Qi Song silently endured it.

When Zhou Zhou saw the tall, long-legged, and breathtakingly beautiful Alpha obediently letting Yu Luo pat her, she felt a momentary envy for the couple’s relationship and, because of it, did indeed relax a little.

Taotao got sleepy after drinking her milk. Seeing that her Mommy and Mama seemed to have something to discuss, she, being exceptionally self-sufficient, took off her clothes, scrambled onto the bed, and fell asleep in a second.

Yu Luo went over to tuck the cub in, and seeing her adorable sleeping face, she bent down to kiss her cheek.

Zhou Zhou asked in a whisper, “Will our talking disturb the child?”

“She’s unmoved by thunder when she sleeps¹,” Yu Luo said. “We just need to keep our voices down.”

The three of them sat down around the small round table in the bedroom.

Zhou Zhou clasped her hands together tightly, taking a deep breath before she began to speak. “I’m actually not married to Chen Linxin yet. His village has an ancestral rule that Alphas can only get married at the age of 26.”

Yu Luo asked, “You’re not from the village?”

“Right,” Zhou Zhou said. “I’m from C City in the south. Back then, my head was muddled by pheromones, and I went against my family’s wishes to come to this remote northern village to marry him.”

She added, embarrassed, “Our pheromone compatibility is high, so it’s easy for things to go to your head…”²

AOs are naturally attracted to each other’s pheromones, and if the compatibility is high, it’s even easier for sky thunder to stir earth fire³. In the throes of passion, many people mistake a physiological reaction for love.

Yu Luo asked gently, “So what do you plan to do next?”

Zhou Zhou bit her lip and said, “I… I want to go home. Actually, I wanted to go home even before this incident.”

As she spoke, her voice gradually became choked with sobs. “But this village is easy to enter and hard to leave. I’m also pregnant, so he won’t let me go.”

Yu Luo pulled a few tissues from the box on the table and handed them to Zhou Zhou, saying softly, “You wanted to go home even before? Can you tell me why?”

Wiping her tears, Zhou Zhou was silent for a moment, her expression conflicted.

She finally let out a soft sigh under Yu Luo’s gentle, water-like gaze. She rolled up her sleeves and pant legs, revealing a mix of old and new bruises in shades of blue and purple—

“Don’t be fooled by how considerate Chen Linxin is on the show. He’s actually frequently abusive, hitting me even while I’m pregnant. He wants to run for the next village chief, so he can’t have any moral stains on his record. That’s why he’s always threatening me, saying that if I dare to speak out about this, he’ll beat me and the child to death. I’m not afraid of dying, but I want my child…”

“I tried to run away secretly once before, but I happened to run into some villagers on the road and was caught by Chen Linxin… After that, he started watching me very closely, not letting me have any money or leave the village by myself.”

Seeing the shocking marks, Yu Luo’s breathing instantly deepened. The hand holding Qi Song’s trembled with force, and for a long moment, she couldn’t speak.

Qi Song’s heart jolted. She turned to look at the speechless Yu Luo. She should have been the one to continue the conversation with Zhou Zhou on Yu Luo’s behalf.

But for some reason, a thought was faintly stopping her—don’t interfere, let Yu Luo handle this alone. This will be able to make up for some regret in her heart.

“…I can get you out of here.”

Yu Luo finally recovered a little, her eyes swirling with obscure emotions. She said, “Our production team will be leaving the village the morning after tomorrow. If you take our car to the city, you won’t be caught on the way.”

Zhou Zhou was stunned. She stared at Yu Luo without blinking, her lips beginning to tremble, and then her whole body started to shake. “Do I really… have this chance?”

Escaping this village was her dream day and night. But with each passing day, in the hopeless wait, this dream became more and more distant. She had gradually come to feel that perhaps she was fated to waste her life away like this.

Yu Luo gave her a solemn nod, her voice imbued with a naturally convincing power. “First, contact your family. If they are willing to take you in, you can go straight home. If they aren’t, I can provide assistance to help you get your life stabilized.”

“But in that case, you’ll have to work to support yourself, and you might have to raise the child alone for a long time. Have you thought it through?” Yu Luo asked her seriously.

Zhou Zhou nodded vigorously, her throat tight and choked, her voice almost squeezed out. “As long as I’m not being beaten every day, I can endure anything. Besides, I’m a university graduate and had a good job before I came here. Even though it’s been over a year, I can work hard to readjust to society.”

“That’s very good,” Yu Luo said with relief. “Don’t be afraid. No matter what, it won’t be worse than it is now.”

Having been isolated and helpless for so long, this sudden help and warmth felt like an unbelievable dream to Zhou Zhou. She couldn’t help but ask, “Teacher Yu, why are you helping me like this?”

Helping a pregnant woman escape, taking on the responsibility and risk, was far from a simple matter.

Yu Luo paused, lowering her lashes. After a moment, she sighed almost inaudibly. “I despise betrayal and domestic violence the most… Helping you can be considered making up for my own regrets.”

The afternoon sun crept in through the gap in the blackout curtains, climbing across her face.

She spoke with a mix of frankness and melancholy. The tips of her eyelashes were dyed with fragmented light, hazy and dazzling.

Qi Song’s breath caught. She stared at Yu Luo, something churning in her heart.

If a person cheated on their ex, brazenly showed up at their door with a child, and used money to demand their ex accompany them on a variety show for show.

How much of a scum woman, how arrogant, how lacking in empathy must this person be?

But she despises unfaithful people so much that she would righteously step in to help a victim.

She said so seriously that she despises betrayal. She said she once had a similar regret.

And, right now, she was even asking the victim, “Do you really just want to run away? Why not let the whole village, the whole country, know what kind of a scumbag he is before you leave?”

She was discussing with the victim how to make the scumbag lose all standing and have his name disgraced⁴.

In that instant, the tender sprout of contradiction in Qi Song’s heart grew wildly, in a flash becoming a towering tree that could no longer be ignored.

For the first time, she laid out the question that had already been vaguely forming and asked it in her heart:

Is there a possibility that Yu Luo isn’t a scum woman?

This question seemed to find its natural answer in the slight purse of Yu Luo’s lips and the regretful look in her eyes as she recalled the past.

Bzz, bzz, Zhou Zhou’s phone suddenly vibrated.

Zhou Zhou looked down at the caller ID. “He’s looking for me.”

“Go on,” Yu Luo’s expression had already returned to composure. She said softly, “When the time comes, we’ll act according to the plan.”

It was both a counterattack against the scumbag and Zhou Zhou’s own self-verification—proof that what she had just said was not false, and that she truly had the courage to break away from the past.

Although Yu Luo had the heart to help her, kindness shouldn’t be foolish.

Zhou Zhou understood this, so she agreed solemnly. Before she left, she thanked her repeatedly and even bowed gratefully.

Yu Luo raised her hand and patted her on the head, comforting her with a light smile, “You’ll be able to leave soon.”

This should have been a heartwarming scene.

But the moment Qi Song saw the woman gently patting Zhou Zhou’s head, her mood was as if struck by something, and the expression on her face vanished.

A hidden and surging sourness spread through her heart, a kind of instinct she couldn’t escape, quickly overwhelming her entire being.

A snippet of conversation drilled into her brain along with this sour feeling—

“What’s wrong with you?” The woman’s voice curled at the end, as if she were asking a question she already knew the answer to, filled with a teasing smile.

“…So Jiejie doesn’t only pat my head like this,” another voice said lowly. “You do the same when you’re comforting others.”

“You mind?” The woman enunciated these two words clearly, as if intentionally guiding her. “How much do you mind?”

The other voice didn’t speak for a moment.

After a brief silence, that voice said, word by word, crackling with sparks, “I mind to death.”

“I forbid it. Jiejie, I forbid it. If there’s a next time, I’ll bite you just like last night.”

The person spoke viciously, but their tone was aggrieved and pitiful.

“Oh, so pitiful,” the woman chuckled, her tone filled with boundless indulgence. “Then I won’t pat anyone else’s head from now on. This gesture will be exclusive to Qi Song, how about that?”

—Qi Song snapped back to reality.

That was clearly the original owner’s memory, it had nothing to do with her. But her mind was filled with a single, sour thought: She actually patted someone else’s head.

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The majority in the comment section chose B, so for the next week, it’ll be daily 2k-word updates. Pats for the darlings who chose A and C ( ), I’ll post more after the novel goes VIP.

—-Little Theater—-

On the puppy’s obsession with head-pats.

Qi Song (indifferent): She actually patted someone else’s head. But I don’t care at all, what’s it to me.

Qi Song three days later (suddenly throws off the covers and gets up at 3 AM) (goes to the balcony) (lights a non-existent cigarette) (stares deeply into the dark night): Could you not pat other people’s heads? Oh, you can’t? If you can’t, then forget it. Fine, actually I don’t really care that much. Lol, patting heads is so childish, who even cares.

ps: Patting the cub doesn’t count.

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