A Scumbag Alpha Gets the Simp’s Script - Chapter 1

From some unknown moment, Yu Jinzhao felt her mind descend into chaos. It felt like a hangover that wouldn’t break; her mouth was parched, her stomach was churning, and her entire body was saturated with a deep, aching discomfort. Is it finally happening? she wondered. Has the constant overtime and all-nighters finally caused my body to give out?

She sensed she was lying on the ground. The floor against her back was icy, and she seemed to be wearing something very thin. The chill of the floor made her tremble uncontrollably, her body so weak she couldn’t exert an ounce of control.

In her daze, a flood of information rushed into her brain, torturing her and making it impossible to think or process her current situation.

Amidst the confusion, “her own voice” kept echoing in her ears, repeatedly grating on her already fragile nerves.

“Who do you think you are!? I’m your legal Alpha—how dare you resist me? Do you have a death wish!?”

“Don’t forget who gave you everything you have. Since you’ve married into the Yu family, act like an Omega should!”

“Damn it, you still dare to fight back!”

It was clearly “her own voice,” yet it sounded utterly foreign—saturated with malice, arrogance, and a sense of entitlement that made Yu Jinzhao instinctively want to tell her to shut up.

And what was this about Alphas and Omegas? Weren’t those terms from novels? Why were they appearing in her head? Her already chaotic mind completely crashed, yet the voice continued to reverberate in her ears.

Yu Jinzhao shook her head violently, trying to cast the sound out.

But the voice clung to her like a parasite: “You’re just an Omega; you were born to depend on us Alphas. I’m keeping you from showing your face for your own good. Does the Yu family lack for anything you need!?”

Endless strings of similar words pierced her brain frame by frame, leaving her unable to tell past from present.

Despite the throbbing pain, Yu Jinzhao felt a desperate urge to stand up. Who was speaking? Who was spitting out such disgusting words? More importantly, why did that voice sound exactly like her own?

What was happening? Why was “she” saying those things?

In addition to the buzzing in her head, there was an indescribable ache at the nape of her neck. It felt swollen and burning hot. The contrast between the coldness of her body and the heat at her neck was driving her to the brink of insanity.

Ignoring the stinging pain and the overwhelming weakness, Yu Jinzhao swayed, trying to struggle to her feet to shut that mouth once and for all.

In the next second, she felt a heavy, dull blow to her head. It wasn’t particularly forceful, but her head was already splitting with pain, and that blow became the final straw.

With a thud, her body—which could barely stand to begin with—grew even heavier and collapsed. She knelt on the ground, her vision a blur of glowing halos. She could just barely make out a figure standing in front of her—it seemed to be a woman.

In the final second before losing consciousness, Yu Jinzhao thought she caught a faint, cold fragrance. It was like a sliver of sweetness leaking into the chaos, but it felt like a hallucination, wispy and fleeting. It vanished before she could react.

Along with that final spark of awareness, Yu Jinzhao blacked out completely.

Pei Daowan’s expression was icy, her eyes filled with a terrifying stillness as she watched the collapsed Yu Jinzhao. In her hand, she held a wine bottle with an exceptionally thick base.

She had actually struck quite hard, but her body was still too weak from being drugged to end the woman’s life in one blow—even though she already knew that this “Yu Jinzhao” wasn’t the original one.

But so what? Who cared if she lived or died? The ending for everyone was death anyway; it was just a matter of sooner or later. What difference did it make?

Thinking of this, she set the bottle down and pulled a thin cigarette from her bag. She didn’t light it immediately, instead toyed with it absentmindedly.

This time around, without the constant social drinking and self-numbing, she wasn’t actually that dependent on nicotine anymore. However, when she was thinking, she still instinctively reached for a cigarette.

Suddenly, she spoke to the empty air: “You said the original Yu Jinzhao is dead, and that she isn’t Yu Jinzhao. What exactly do you mean by that?”

“Host, I have explained it to you many times, but you refuse to believe me. What can I do?”

“How did Yu Jinzhao die?”

“You broke her legs yourself and sent her to prison. How could you forget?”

The System was truly on the verge of tears. No matter how it explained or what it did, the Host refused to believe it. Even though she had been reborn, she still wouldn’t trust it. Even as a machine, it was going crazy; it had never encountered such a difficult Host to serve.

Of course, she hadn’t forgotten. She would never forget the face of “Yu Jinzhao” for as long as she lived. In fact, the moment this Yu Jinzhao took over the body, she had sensed it.

Because the pheromones were different. The previous “Yu Jinzhao’s” pheromones were a scent she loathed—it was hard to describe, but to her, it was as nauseating as the smell of a decaying corpse.

But this Yu Jinzhao was different. In that instant, the smell of death that had haunted her nightmares for years vanished. In its place was a refreshing scent of mint mixed with citrus. It wasn’t strong, but it brought a thin layer of coolness to the room that had been stifling with the stench of decay.

That was why Pei Daowan had let her struggle on the floor for so long without finishing her off. It wasn’t until the entire room was filled with the fresh scent of minty citrus and Yu Jinzhao tried to stand that she finally swung the wine bottle.

Pei Daowan arched an eyebrow, recalling the System’s earlier words: this Yu Jinzhao was a different person from another world, someone here to help her.

The mockery and light-hearted disdain in her eyes were unmistakable, her voice dripping with disbelief.

“Oh~? So you mean she specifically came from another world… to help me?”

She put heavy emphasis on the words “help me,” a tone so cynical that anyone could hear the utter contempt.

The System felt truly helpless. It had explained everything and presented all the evidence, yet she had still knocked Yu Jinzhao out without giving her a single chance.

It suspected that if “Yu Jinzhao” didn’t still technically hold the status of the Yu family Alpha, the Host would have chopped her up and fed her to the sharks by now. After all, the Host hated “Yu Jinzhao” too much. In her previous life, she had literally tortured “Yu Jinzhao” into a disability before throwing her in jail.

Though Pei Daowan was speaking to the System, her peripheral vision never left Yu Jinzhao.

In truth, she believed more than half of what the System said. It was just that she felt so much disgust that the moment she saw “Yu Jinzhao’s” face, waves of loathing surged from within. She was currently restraining herself from destroying that face.

As for this Yu Jinzhao from another world… blame yourself for having the exact same face.

The System practically begged with tears in its eyes: “Host, you absolutely cannot be impulsive right now! The power of the Yu family is unimaginable. If Yu Jinzhao dies, all of us will be buried with her!”

Pei Daowan sneered, having briefly forgotten that “Yu Jinzhao” had a “good father,” which was why she could do whatever she wanted without consequence.

“You’re just an emotionless System. Why are you so afraid of dying?”

Pei Daowan finally looked away from Yu Jinzhao and stared calmly at a certain point in the air. There was a ball of light there that only she could see—the System.

The System almost cried with relief. For over an hour—from the moment “Yu Jinzhao” tried to drug the Host only to have the tables turned, to the moment the Yu Jinzhao from another world took over the body—the Host hadn’t looked away once. She had watched Yu Jinzhao lie on the floor in a drug-induced stupor, struggling desperately, and then, the moment she tried to rise, she had brutally struck her with a bottle. That stance was clearly meant to kill.

Watching it was terrifying. It wasn’t just simple hatred; it was a type of obsession carved into her very bones.

“Host… actually, you are the Child of Fortune in this world. If you die, everything will collapse. Everyone revolves around you…”

Its voice grew smaller and smaller. By the end, the System didn’t even dare look her in the eye. Even so, it didn’t finish its sentence because the Host’s gaze was too oppressive. If it had a physical body, it had no doubt the Host would pick up that wine bottle and smash its head with the heavy base.

“Revolve around me? How laughable.”

When Pei Daowan said this, her tone was normal, betraying no specific emotion. But the System had witnessed everything she did in her past life—she hadn’t spared a single soul involved.

Bankrupting people and ruining reputations was child’s play; those people ended up far worse, almost all sent to prison. An entire generation of the Yu family had been wiped out.

“Host, you can’t be rash. That old thief Yu Xincheng still treasures his family Alpha. We must endure. And this Yu Jinzhao is definitely not the same as before. I swear, this person was specially screened—a ‘Good Person’ in the absolute sense.”

“A ‘Good Person’ in the absolute sense, huh? I’d like to see just how ‘good’ she can be.”

In the cesspool of the Yu family, calling someone a beast was an insult to beasts.

“Now, wake her up!”

Pei Daowan decided on her course of action without further hesitation.

The System froze. What did she mean, “Wake her up”? She wanted it to wake her up? How!?

It was just a System!

Pei Daowan looked down at Yu Jinzhao and the System, her eyes devoid of any emotion.

The System felt a surge of panic; this was the precursor to her getting angry. Ignoring everything else, it feared Pei Daowan’s wrath more than Yu Jinzhao being in trouble.

With a whoosh, it dived into Yu Jinzhao’s consciousness.

“Yu Jinzhao! Yu Jinzhao! Wake up! Something’s happened!”