After an Alluring Alpha Provokes an Unhinged Omega 79

Chapter 79: Check

Jiang Hu booked a train ticket back to Jincheng for the middle of the night. Her luggage was simple, just a backpack. Jiang Mi specially cleared half a day’s time and, with Zhao Jia, ran through several old streets in Yudu, carefully selecting and buying a large bag of local specialties.

Back at the hotel, she placed the bulging bag by the sofa. Jiang Hu glanced at it, and her brow immediately furrowed.

“Are you out of your mind?” Jiang Hu put down her water glass, stood up, and pointed at the pile of things. “If you really want to be good to me, can’t you just transfer the money? Isn’t it tiring to carry such a big bag?”

Jiang Mi slapped her hand away from the bag. “In your dreams. This is for my mom.”

“That’s my mom,” Jiang Hu retorted.

“My mom.”

“My mom.”

“My mom, my mom, my mom!”

“My mom.”

“…” Zhao Jia, listening from the side, didn’t know whether to laugh or cry. She muttered in a low voice, “How strange. You two don’t even blush when you’re being so unreasonable.”

Jiang Mi: “…”

Jiang Hu: “…”

Jiang Hu raised an eyebrow, let out a soft humph, and turned to sit back in her chair, continuing to scroll through her phone. Jiang Mi, on the other hand, made a face at her, knelt down, and began to organize the things she had just bought, carefully packing them into her suitcase.

The room was quiet for a while, and then Jiang Hu’s voice suddenly sounded, her eyes still on her phone screen, “Don’t work so hard all the time.”

Jiang Mi paused and looked up. Jiang Hu’s gaze was still on the lit-up screen. “If your health collapses, what’s the use of earning more money or getting more fame? At that time, Mom will see that you’ve lost weight again, and she’ll be so worried that in the end, it’ll be me who’s unlucky. I don’t want to run over here every few days to watch you. You’d better cause me less trouble.”

Every word of these words sounded harsh, but a wave of warmth welled up in Jiang Mi’s heart. It was clearly concern, but she had to go around such a big circle.

She looked at this woman—Jiang Hu was wearing a simple white T-shirt and work pants today, revealing the wheat-colored lines of her arms. Because of her long-term work, she had a healthy vitality that was rare in the people around her.

Jiang Mi had heard her colleagues secretly inquire about this “cool and handsome” sister on the set more than once.

Her gaze softened, and she was about to say something sentimental, but the moment she opened her mouth, it turned back to the familiar tone, “Keep pretending, you.”

Jiang Hu: “…”

Zhao Jia couldn’t help but laugh.

These days, because of Yan Wei’s matter, Jiang Mi hadn’t been eating or sleeping well. Even when she was filming on set, whenever she had a free moment, she would be surrounded by people asking about Yan Wei’s news.

Even if no one took the initiative to ask, it was inevitable that she would hear people discussing Yan Wei in the makeup room, the restroom, the break room…

Now, there were very few people who dared to stand up for Yan Wei, so what Jiang Mi heard every day was mostly accusations and suspicions about Yan Wei.

Even if Jiang Mi had a lot of energy, after so many times, she couldn’t help but have emotions.

Although Jiang Mi’s state had improved a lot after she had resumed contact with Yan Wei recently, as long as Yan Wei’s matter was not resolved, the big stone pressing on her heart could never be lifted.

She didn’t know if Jiang Mi herself had noticed, but every time Jiang Mi was in a low mood or had a lot on her mind, Jiang Hu would appear in this awkward way.

Sometimes, she would suddenly bring her favorite snacks. Sometimes, like now, she would use harsh concern to hide the feelings of a sister.

Jiang Hu didn’t say it, but everything she did was for Jiang Mi’s good.

Zhao Jia would sometimes look at the news online and think about Yan Wei’s temperament. At a certain moment, she would have a very rebellious thought. Anyway, Jiang Mi and Jiang Hu were not biological sisters. It would be better for the two of them to be together.

But it was just a thought.

The way these two got along was even more like real sisters.

Jiang Mi’s work today was not yet certain when it would end. After she had put away Jiang Hu’s things, she had to rush back to the crew. She had originally thought that on the last day, she would at least be a little more pleasant to Jiang Hu and speak more politely. Maybe she would call her ‘sister’ a couple of times before she left.

Now it seemed, forget it. They were not that kind of sentimental sisters.

But when it was really time to leave, Jiang Mi looked at Jiang Hu’s neat profile and suddenly felt a little guilty—the person had come from so far away, but in this period of time, she had been so busy that they hadn’t even had time to have a good talk.

Hesitating, she met Jiang Hu’s inexplicable gaze. “What’s wrong? Do you want to go to the bathroom again?”

Jiang Mi: “…Are you the one who’s sick!”

She didn’t use a very good tone. “I might not have time to see you off. Be careful on the road!”

Jiang Hu was silent for two seconds, then smiled. “Alright, good little sister.”

Jiang Mi: “…Tch.”

**

It should have been cool in October, but the temperature in Yudu was still around thirty degrees a few days ago.

Today, the temperature suddenly dropped again. The wind was cool, and a few withered leaves were rolled up under the car wheels.

Jiang Mi was leaning in the back seat of the car, her gaze habitually on the rapidly receding street scene outside the window, but she didn’t see anything.

She felt a little cold and subconsciously wrapped her coat tighter.

The car stopped on the roadside, and Zhao Jia went down to buy a cup of coffee. “To wake you up.”

Jiang Mi took the cup, and the warmth through her palm dispelled the chill a little. She took a small sip of coffee, and the bitter liquid slid down her throat, waking her up a little.

The phone screen was lit up, and it was on the Weibo hot search interface. The hashtag #YanWeiStudioStatement# was followed by a dark red “Explosion” word.

The statement was written very officially, with rigorous wording. It denied some of the false rumors and reserved the right to pursue legal responsibility for others. The statement ended by saying that some evidence had already been collected, and if the other party did not stop the false statements, necessary measures would be taken.

The comment section was still lively, with fans’ controlled comments and anti-fans’ attacks intertwined, with the comments of passers-by in the middle.

Just then, a new notification popped up: #YanWeiAppearsAtAirport#

She clicked on the video. In the video, Yan Wei was wearing a simple high-necked black coat and sunglasses, and she was walking quickly through the crowd with the escort of her assistant.

The reporters’ questions were thrown one after another, but Yan Wei never answered. Until she was about to enter the security checkpoint, she suddenly stopped and turned to look at the camera.

“The innocent are innocent. Time will prove everything.” She took off her sunglasses, her gaze directly at the camera, as if she were looking at the person in front of the screen through the screen. “I want to apologize to my fans and the friends who have always supported me. I’m sorry to have disappointed you, to have…”

She paused slightly.

“I’m sorry to have hurt you.”

The moment her words fell, she put on her sunglasses again and left the camera.

Jiang Mi slowly let out a breath, then turned off the screen. She rested her head against the cold glass window, and her expression finally relaxed a little.

After so long, the studio had spoken, and Yan Wei had also returned to the camera.

In other words, Yan Wei had finally taken action.

**

The phone in her palm vibrated, and the screen suddenly lit up with a message.

Yan Wei: [Is it convenient to call?]

Jiang Mi looked at these three words, and a very small curve appeared at the corner of her lips. If it were before, Yan Wei would never have asked. She would have just called or video-called without a word.

In that case, it could be considered a kind of progress.

She typed two words: [Convenient.]

Then she changed it to: [Mmm.]

She also had to learn that kind of spirit from Yan Wei, to properly grind Yan Wei.

Almost at the same moment as she sent it, the video invitation interface popped up.

Zhao Jia, sitting in the passenger seat, heard the sound and glanced back. Seeing Jiang Mi looking down and fumbling for her earphones in her bag, she looked away with understanding and reminded her half-jokingly, “Watch your tone.”

Jiang Mi looked at her. “?”

Zhao Jia shrugged, too lazy to elaborate.

She hadn’t forgotten that last night when she was working overtime on the set, Yan Wei had also sent a video like this. At that time, Jiang Mi was wearing earphones and walking towards the break room. A female actress who hadn’t noticed that she was on the phone happened to come over to talk, and just happened to hear Jiang Mi say in a helpless and indulgent tone, “Can you put on your clothes first?”

Fortunately, Zhao Jia had reminded her in time. When Jiang Mi hurriedly took off her earphones, even her ears were flushed. If she had reacted normally, then this should have been a very normal sentence.

“I’m so sorry, Mimi. I didn’t notice you were on the phone.” The familiar female actress smiled and handed her an apple, her eyes probing. “Who are you chatting with?”

A breath was stuck in Jiang Mi’s throat. She quickly reacted and said, “My mom.”

The female actress clearly didn’t believe it—who would talk to their mom in that tone? Not to mention that the unnatural blush on Jiang Mi’s face couldn’t be hidden at all. But she was very considerate and nodded. “Oh, oh. You’re so busy and you still remember to call your mom. So filial. I’ll call my mom in a bit too.”

Jiang Mi took the opportunity to say, her tone extremely natural, “Yes, moms need more care, and it’s getting cold now.”

“Yes, yes, it’s getting cold.”

**

After Zhao Jia finished speaking, Jiang Mi also instantly remembered this matter, and her expression was a little unnatural.

Especially that day when she had hurried back to the break room and put on her earphones again, Yan Wei had whispered in her ear, “I heard you call me ‘mom’.”

Her toes were so embarrassed they could have dug a house in Yudu.

Jiang Mi shook her head and suppressed this inexplicable memory. She put on her earphones, took a deep breath, and only then pressed the answer button.

The screen lit up, and Yan Wei’s face appeared in the picture.

The background was still the room in Yudu. The light was soft, and it made her usually too-clear silhouette look a little gentler.

She seemed to have just taken a shower. The ends of her hair were still damp, and she was wearing a simple dark shirt with the top button casually unbuttoned.

“In the car?” Yan Wei spoke first, her voice coming through the earphones, very gentle.

“Mmm, going to the set.” Jiang Mi looked at her and noticed the fatigue under her eyes. “I saw the statement.”

Yan Wei hummed softly, her gaze seeming to linger on her face for a moment before she looked away a little. “There might be some fluctuations later. Don’t look too much.”

Jiang Mi said, “Alright. So you’re back in Yudu now?”

She was asking what she already knew.

“Mmm, to be closer to you, to make it easier to see you.”

Jiang Mi’s breath hitched. A joy welled up in her heart, but she had to force herself to remain calm and teased her about whether she had been practicing sweet nothings. Yan Wei placed her phone on the coffee table, sat on the sofa, and casually wiped her hair with a towel. Then she leaned closer to the camera.

Her cool voice carried a calmness that made one unconsciously submit. “I’m telling the truth.”

Seeing this, Jiang Mi said, “Go blow-dry your hair. Don’t catch a cold.”

“In a bit.”

“Go now.”

Yan Wei looked at Jiang Mi for a few seconds. Clearly, she didn’t have the habit of blow-drying her hair immediately, nor did she have the habit of being obedient. But the next moment, she nodded and replied, “Okay.”

She stood up and added, “Don’t hang up.”

Jiang Mi didn’t answer, and soon, she heard the faint hum of a hairdryer. This fine noise inexplicably relaxed her. She took a sip of coffee and looked out the window. She felt that the sun would also appear today, but it would be a little later.

The faint noise of the hairdryer was inexplicably relaxing to Jiang Mi. She took a sip of coffee, and soon, she heard the sound of the hairdryer stopping, and then the sound of walking. She could even imagine Yan Wei walking towards her step by step.

She was just wearing a long shirt, and her two straight, slender legs, with the force of her walking, revealed beautiful and graceful lines.

Jiang Mi took another sip of coffee.

She also remembered that Yan Wei was wearing a high-necked coat in the video, and she didn’t know if the marks on her glands had gotten better.

Just then, Yan Wei reappeared in the picture, her hair half-dry, and a few wet strands were still sticking to the side of her neck.

Jiang Mi asked, “How are you doing over there?”

After she finished speaking, she sensed a gaze from the side. She turned to meet Zhao Jia’s “there are still people in the car” look, and her hair stood on end.

Jiang Mi: “…”

She had originally intended to avoid the word “glands,” but she couldn’t stop people from thinking otherwise.

Jiang Mi coughed lightly and quietly placed her hand on her neck. But this time, she didn’t say anything more, just gestured with her eyes to ask Yan Wei.

Yan Wei looked at the person whose earlobes had turned pink in front of the camera, and a faint curve appeared at the corner of her lips. Her voice carried a hint of a probing tone, “I’m not sure… why don’t you come over and check for yourself?”