The Green Tea Beta's G-Key Trap (Entertainment Industry)

[Coming Soon: The Villainous Princess Consort Makes Me Cry] The blurb is below. If you like it, feel free to add it to your favorites!

Tsundere, obsessive, tone-deaf CEO x Green-tea, career-minded beta singer

Jiang Yan, a struggling singer, sized up the woman seated across the table. She wore a casual suit, her long hair tied back carelessly. She was Zhou Jinming, the president of a record company.

A wealth of resources and a famous production team were laid out before her, all in exchange for becoming Zhou Jinming's lover. What was there to refuse?

But this benefactor of hers always seemed lost in thought while listening to her songs, as if she were thinking of someone else. She wasn't gentle with Jiang Yan, either, often biting furiously at her useless glands. Jiang Yan could only feign innocence. "It's my fault. I'm only a beta, so I can't be marked."

Even when Zhou Jinming's singing was like nails on a chalkboard, Jiang Yan could still smile and say, "You sing so beautifully, Sis. It's heavenly!"

What she thought was: What can I do? She's the one paying the bills, so I'll humor her!

With Zhou Jinming's help, Jiang Yan got better and better opportunities until she became a top-tier star.

Just as the voice of "her" in Zhou Jinming's heart was gradually being replaced by Jiang Yan's, Jiang Yan suddenly lost her voice.

Zhou Jinming anxiously took her from doctor to doctor, taking care of her at every turn.

Jiang Yan wept bitterly and said in a choked voice, "Sis, I'm useless now. Let me go." Then she turned and left.

After leaving Zhou Jinming, however, she launched a nationwide tour and transformed into a top-tier artist who performed at national events.

Zhou Jinming squeezed the reports from various renowned doctors in her hand: No damage to the vocal cords. Consider psychological causes.

Psychological problems? Does a singer's acting addiction count? So she crossed the river and kicked away the bridge. Great!

Everyone thought the wildly popular top-tier singer Jiang Yan was the cleanest, most talented singer in the industry. They had no idea that in the practice room, Zhou Jinming would pin Jiang Yan against the piano and bite savagely at her withered glands.

"President Zhou, I'm a beta."

Jiang Yan's voice was clear and pleasant, yet carried an air of superiority, reminding Zhou Jinming that Jiang Yan was a beta, someone she would never be able to mark.

1. Female alpha, no accessories.

2. No pregnancy or childbirth plotlines.

3. No real-life inspiration.

4. There will be a later role reversal.

My next book will be The Debauched Villain's Forceful Love. Please add it to your favorites!

Luo Xiao admired the villainous princess consort, who was tormented in body and heart. That's what villains were for, after all. It was more fun to watch them suffer.

She never expected the platform to send her into her own novel, where she became cannon fodder, an undercover spy at the princess consort's side.

The princess consort not only killed without batting an eye, but was also extravagantly hedonistic, and every one of her handsome male companions was more beautiful than the last.

To finish her mission as quickly as possible, Luo Xiao decided to make a grand sacrifice. But when the princess consort's hand slid over her waist and kissed her, Luo Xiao panicked and tumbled off the bed.

Luo Xiao, eyes red: "Didn't you say the platform wouldn't let this air? I'm straight! I'm her own mother, too!"

System: "Well... it depends..."

The princess consort laid a hand over Luo Xiao's. Her languid, alluring eyes looked her up and down as Luo Xiao carefully filed her nails. She lowered her head and whispered in Luo Xiao's ear, "Kneel while you file them. You have no manners!"

Luo Xiao's hands trembled as she held the princess consort's hand. "All right. I'll kneel."

She thought: Fine, I'll kneel. You unfilial daughter. Just wait until I get back. I'll write you to death.

In the gloomy dungeon, the corpses of familiar faces hung from the walls. Everything had veered off course, and more and more bodies lay before Luo Xiao.

The princess consort stood behind her, her cold hand resting on Luo Xiao's shoulder and making her shiver all over.

You made me what I am now. You owe me.

My dear "mother."

Theme: Chasing your dreams