After Being Transmigrated as the Cannon Fodder Scum Alpha, She Relies on Acting Cute to Survive - Chapter 12

The car door opened, dispersing some of the faint, clear tea fragrance.

It was that scent unique to Lin Shu—one with a hint of bitterness.

From the passenger seat, Xu Yayi watched through the rearview mirror as Ruan Ci stumbled alone, supporting Lin Shu out of the car.

The tall Omega leaned unconsciously against the Alpha she usually loathed most. Due to the drug, her fair skin had bloomed into a deep flush, which looked strikingly obvious against Lin Shu’s light-colored clothing.

The car didn’t pull into the underground garage but stopped right at the entrance.

Xu Yayi watched the two figures tangled into a single shadow. She saw the butler hurry out of the villa to take Lin Shu, but before Lin Shu could even reach out to resist, Ruan Ci had already tightened her grip around Lin Shu’s waist, preemptively avoiding the butler’s hands.

“Let’s go.”

The black car drove away.

Lin Shu, who thought she could hold out until she got home, eventually lost consciousness on the road. Not only that—Ruan Ci gazed at Lin Shu leaning slightly against her; her hand hovered in mid-air for a long time, but ultimately did not land on her face to brush away the stray strands of hair.

So, did Lin Shu transition from a “sub” to a “dom” in the original plot? Is that why she’ll eventually like the orange scent on me that’s so faint you can’t even smell it unless you’re looking for it?

Typically, Omegas prefer stronger, more mature scents. Fruit scents are usually the pheromone types found on Omegas.

Ruan Ci didn’t know how her arrival had caused this body to “mutate”… it was quite startling, yet possessed a strange kind of logic.

After all, Ruan Ci didn’t smoke and hated the smell of tobacco. If she really had to walk around reeking of cigarettes all day, she’d rather spray herself with floral scents from head to toe.

The butler, seeing his Young Lady working “too hard”—lacking strength yet insisting on being stubborn—felt incredibly pained: “How can you do such manual labor? I see Miss Lin Shu has gained quite a bit of weight, you…”

“…Don’t you dare… call her… fat!”

Breathlessly supporting the other woman into the guest room prepared for Lin Shu earlier, Ruan Ci stood up straight. After catching her breath enough to speak normally, she widened her eyes to correct him: “Lin Shu was too thin before. Her weight now is just right. Don’t talk nonsense.”

“…” The butler was nearly dying of frustration, but he couldn’t say anything. He could only mutter in his heart: You’re just spoiling her too much! You like her fat, you like her thin—just wait until Lin Shu trains up a body of muscle and you can’t lift her, then we’ll see what you say.

He didn’t stay in the room for long.

While going up the stairs, Lin Shu had been very well-behaved.

But once she was finally placed on the bed, she refused to lie still, either rolling around or struggling to get up.

Ruan Ci didn’t dare use much force to pin her down. She could only tentatively ask if she wanted water or to go to the bathroom…

Naturally, she received no answer.

Those closed eyelids fluttered incessantly, looking as if they might snap open at any second. Sweat pooled on her forehead, dampening a small patch of the pillow.

Her long, straight legs kicked and rubbed against the sheets. No sooner would Ruan Ci cover her with a thin blanket than it would be kicked away the next second.

The tea fragrance in the room grew increasingly potent. Ruan Ci circled to the other side of the bed to pick up the blanket that was about to fall to the floor when Lin Shu suddenly rolled over with force—

“Watch out!”

Ignoring the fact that she was wearing slippers, Ruan Ci lunged forward, managed to grab a large handful of fabric at the back of Lin Shu’s clothes.

A slipper flew off, tracing a highly “elegant” arc in Ruan Ci’s eyes before plummeting into the trash can by the desk.

Ruan Ci: “…”

The rug on the floor wasn’t thick enough; it would have hurt a fragile Omega quite a bit to fall like that.

Fortunately, she had grabbed enough clothing to steady most of Lin Shu’s body on the bed. Ruan Ci let out a long breath.

Climbing onto the bed to straighten Lin Shu’s body, Ruan Ci rubbed her own face, finally understanding.

Lin Shu probably wanted to shower before getting into bed, which was why she was tossing and turning, refusing to lie still.

But… Ruan Ci glanced toward the bathroom, sitting on the bed hesitantly.

Showering was far too intimate a matter. She was currently occupying a “scum Alpha’s” body; doing such a thing wouldn’t be good for Lin Shu.

Just as Ruan Ci covered Lin Shu with the thin blanket again, intending to go barefoot to the trash can to retrieve her slipper—

Lin Shu’s eyes snapped open.

Ruan Ci: !

Even though the original host was the Alpha, when Ruan Ci was caught off guard by that gaze, her body felt paralyzed. It was as if some slick, cold object were winding its way up her ankles, threatening to freeze her heart solid.

One lay on the bed, head turned to look at the other; the other stayed frozen in a mid-walk pose, not daring to move an inch.

Time in the entire room seemed to have been hit by a pause button; everything was congealed.

After a long while, Lin Shu closed her eyes again.

She turned over on the bed, turning her back to Ruan Ci.

Ruan Ci let out a massive sigh of relief—she had been too scared to breathe just now. Another minute and she might have suffocated.

She retrieved her slipper from the clean, odorless trash can. Despite there being no dirt on it, Ruan Ci still wore it into the bathroom, intending to rinse her feet along with the slippers.

The sound of rushing water rang in her ears. Ruan Ci put her feet together to accept the “baptism” of clear water.

Watching the water flow toward the drain on the tiles, Ruan Ci sighed.

In her original world, she was a likable, socially adept person.

Now, she felt like a plucked chicken mounted on a spit—embarrassed, at a loss, and just waiting for the end.

Ultimately, she really wanted to go back. She felt that coming here was the most unfair, grievance-inducing thing in the world.

Feeling the gentle touch of the water on her instep, Ruan Ci sighed once more.

After staying in the bathroom for a few minutes, Ruan Ci stepped out slowly in her dry slippers, her footsteps carrying a hint of reluctance.

She scanned the room—she didn’t see the familiar figure on the bed.

Ruan Ci: !

She hurried to the other side of the bed and, sure enough, saw Lin Shu unconscious on the floor.

Lin Shu’s clothes were pulled into a rumpled mess, but because the quality was so high, no buttons had popped and no seams had torn.

That beautiful, slender hand was still pulling heavily at her collar, as if she wouldn’t be able to breathe if she didn’t rip it open.

“You…”

Ruan Ci only got one word out before realizing Lin Shu couldn’t hear her at all. She resigned herself to kneeling down and supporting her with both hands.

In her old world, she used to see videos of “greasy” men pulling at their collars, trying to grab attention in a low-class way.

The physique was great, but Ruan Ci couldn’t appreciate it in this context—she even wanted to shout “Rogue!”

Now that Lin Shu was doing a similar action in front of her, Ruan Ci didn’t feel any discomfort.

Maybe the ‘female lead filter’ is just too thick, Ruan Ci thought gloomily, averting her eyes from that hand.

Lin Shu woke up around ten o’clock at night.

She felt as if there were things blocking her both in front and behind, preventing her from turning over.

This feeling of lost freedom caused Lin Shu to wake up even from her dreams with a start.

The moment she opened her eyes, she pushed away the “large black shadow” in front of her and sat up shaking—Who was it? Who was in her bed? And behind her… who was that?!

Had that bastard Ruan Ci really given her away to someone else?!

Lin Shu kicked at the “person” behind her—it wasn’t as difficult as she imagined. It was as if that “person” was just waiting to be kicked; they went down the moment she struck.

Click. She turned on the main light switch and shielded her eyes to adjust.

When she lowered her hand, the first thing she saw was a giant pink plush toy rolled over on the floor.

—A bear with a very stupid-looking smile.

Lin Shu didn’t immediately react. She slowly turned her head to look at the other side.

—A lion with a very stupid-looking smile.

It turned out it was just two plush toys blocking her in, front and back. No wonder they were so easy to kick down.

Lin Shu’s violently heaving chest slowly calmed down.

Then, she smelled a bit of sweat on herself. Her brow furrowed instantly, and she got out of bed with great speed.

Though her head spun the moment her feet hit the floor, she still hurried into the bathroom impatiently.

The sound of water rose.

—Gazing at that face in the mirror, Lin Shu closed her eyes.

She had been reborn. She wasn’t the “self” from the previous life who had been hounded into a corner with no escape by Ruan Ci.

Half an hour later, having changed into fresh, clean pajamas, Lin Shu stepped out of the bathroom while drying her hair.

After a week of exercise and dietary adjustments, her body was no longer just the “Omega-style” weak and thin, but had gained a bit of aesthetic muscle line.

The air of sickness was completely gone. In fact, when she looked at people with that cold, beautiful face, one might momentarily mistake her presence for an Alpha’s.

Her eyelashes still carried heavy moisture from the shower. The raven-black color against her snowy-white skin was exceptionally pitiable, yet that pity cooled instantly upon seeing those emotionless eyes.

The slightly loose pajamas couldn’t hide those long legs. Just looking at her silhouette, one could guess she was an absolute beauty; moreover, her face was even more stunning than her figure.

Her eyes were immediately drawn to the two plush toys lying askew on the floor—her footsteps paused slightly.

The next morning, seeing only one set of bowl and chopsticks on the table, Ruan Ci scratched her head and asked the butler, “Has Lin Shu eaten?”

Butler: “She has. As you know, Miss Lin Shu’s breakfast is very easy to handle; it doesn’t require much effort.”

“…”

Ruan Ci felt there was a slight jab at Lin Shu’s background in that sentence. She pursed her lips, gave the smiling butler a glance, and slowly headed downstairs.

Over the following days, Ruan Ci actually reported to the Ruan family company. One day, she even had the honor of meeting the legendary “President Ruan”—the original host’s mother, the outstanding Alpha who had single-handedly elevated the Ruan family’s status by a whole level.

President Ruan was being escorted into the elevator by several people. Her brow was furrowed, and her sharp, heroic face was full of impatience, seemingly quite dissatisfied with the person on the other end of her phone call.

Catching a glimpse of the dazing Ruan Ci nearby, she stopped in her tracks immediately.

President Ruan was well over 1.8 meters tall. The many male Betas surrounding her couldn’t match the intimidation of a single glance from her.

The aura of someone in a high position for a long time isn’t something everyone can learn.

President Ruan told the person in her headset to stop talking and strode over to Ruan Ci—perhaps because she had never seen such a formidable “older sister” figure in her life, Ruan Ci instinctively took a step back.

“…” It was her assistant who braced her back, at least preventing her from retreating too far.

Unlike Mother Ruan’s exquisite maintenance, President Ruan’s middle-aged charm was forged in the fires of the business world. One didn’t notice if her face was beautiful at first glance; instead, one felt a sense of awe, wondering what major move an Alpha like her was going to make today.

“So you finally know to show up.” President Ruan glanced at the little assistant, who immediately retracted the hand that had been resting on Ruan Ci’s back.

President Ruan said, “That little friend of yours… don’t go too far.”

Ruan Ci blanked for a moment, then replied immediately: “Mhm, okay!”

Uh, Lin Shu? Little friend?? She seemed to be the same age as the original host… though in front of President Ruan, they were indeed both “little friends.”

Ruan Ci shamelessly applied those three words to herself as well.

“…” President Ruan rarely saw Ruan Ci so obedient. It seemed Xiao En (the butler) hadn’t been entirely exaggerating. The coldness on her face dissipated slightly. “Have you decided when you’re coming home for dinner?”

Ruan Ci answered dutifully: “The Sunday after next. Mom said you can rest for half a day then.”

President Ruan nodded slightly. She seemed to have more to say, but her gaze fell on Ruan Ci’s face and then moved away.