After Transmigrating as a Scum Alpha, a Cold Omega Stole My Heart - Chapter 25.1

Although the leaves had dissipated, the golden hue of the veins remained as brilliant and beautiful as ever—a beauty that could undoubtedly enchant anyone. However, it only caused the cold sneer on Cheng Lingxue’s face to take on a hint of ferocity.

She had seen this beautiful gold before; unfortunately, it was at the moment of her death in her previous life.

That person had worn an ugly smile, speaking of everything she had done with a most malicious countenance. There seemed to be something strange about that person; Cheng Lingxue knew this because the individual had been talking to her and to that thing at the same time.

Later, as her consciousness faded, she vaguely felt something reach out from that person and land on her. She didn’t know what was being tugged at, but a sudden surge of agonizing, soul-tearing pain struck her, as if something were being ripped away.

What met her eyes was gold—the exact same gold as this.

It was the target that the person had calculated everything to get close to: something she called “Luck” or “Providence.”

Back then, she didn’t know what use Luck had, but now it seemed there was much she didn’t know. She had to be more careful… A cold light flashed in Cheng Lingxue’s eyes as she looked at her phone with some hesitation.

If the opponent could manage such an abnormal situation, could they monitor her phone?

But then Cheng Lingxue reconsidered. If they were truly that powerful, they would have acted long ago. Such actions must have limitations. Moreover, this wouldn’t change what she had to do; she was determined to make them pay!

Rubbing the bridge of her nose, Cheng Lingxue soothed her restless emotions before slowly leaving the gazebo and heading toward the classroom.

She had just reached the corner, still a short distance from the room, when a figure carrying a familiar scent flashed to her side.

“Huh? Lingxue, you’re still here! I bought it for you. Here, your milk tea.” Having run back and forth, Xie Shuyun was neither flushed nor out of breath. She held the freshly bought milk tea and flashed a bright eight-tooth smile at Cheng Lingxue.

“…Thank you…” Cheng Lingxue reached out to take it. The icy coldness of the cup, adorned with a few water droplets, dispelled the heat rising within her from the walk back. The girl’s brilliant smile also caused Cheng Lingxue’s mood to slightly improve.

“On the way back, I was thinking about how to give the milk tea to you. After all, there are so many people in the classroom, and it might not look good if I go to your desk. It’s lucky you were right here so I could just give it to you.” Tucking back the stray hairs on her forehead, Xie Shuyun spoke cheerfully about the problem that had troubled her all the way back. She hadn’t expected it to be solved before she even had to try. Truly lucky.

Hearing Xie Shuyun’s words, Cheng Lingxue’s brows knit slightly and her lips pursed. She was just about to speak:

“You—”

“AH! YUN-ZAI!” A loud roar came from the other end of the hallway, drawing both their gazes. They saw Shang Yan carrying a plastic bag, jumping and shouting as she pointed at them.

“Oh no, I completely forgot about that.” Her smiling face instantly turned into a bitter one. Xie Shuyun watched piteously as Shang Yan rushed over in a few strides, poking Xie Shuyun’s arm with an indignant tone:

“Where did you run off to? Do you know how long I’ve been looking for you? I was so worried you hadn’t eaten lunch! I feel like the food I just ate is giving me indigestion. Why are you running around during your rut? What if you were lured away by an Omega? If I hadn’t found you, I was going to have the teacher put out a school-wide broadcast!”

The words poured out of Shang Yan’s mouth like a machine gun, but her eyes held hidden worry. She kept scanning Xie Shuyun up and down to make sure there were no strange marks and that her pheromones were still normal. Only then did she breathe a sigh of relief and lift the lunchbox in her hand:

“Your lunch.”

“Ah… well… I already ate… with…” Xie Shuyun spoke dryly. Before she could finish, Shang Yan’s brows shot up again, and she grabbed Xie Shuyun’s arm, shaking it:

“With? You didn’t actually go out to eat with those Omegas, did you? But your pheromones… gag…” Shang Yan took a deep breath near Xie Shuyun and was immediately stimulated into a few dry heaves. She fanned her nose, her face contorted in pain, yet she persisted:

“I don’t smell any Omega pheromones on you. You… SCHOOL BEAUTY!” As she spoke, Shang Yan remembered there was another person beside Xie Shuyun. She slowly turned her head and saw Cheng Lingxue watching her. Those dark pupils were somewhat somber, causing Shang Yan to feel a chill run up her spine and sweep through her body. She shivered, and her mouth finally stopped moving.

Even though the other person is just an Omega, why do I feel my hair standing on end under her gaze? Shang Yan thought, swallowing hard.

Then she watched as Cheng Lingxue’s gaze drifted. She instinctively followed it and saw that the gaze was fixed on her hand gripping Xie Shuyun’s arm. That gaze was like a knife, stabbing into her flesh. It didn’t draw blood, but it made Shang Yan feel a pain deep in her heart. She immediately let go and stood straight, not daring to be reckless anymore.

“Ahem, forget it. I’ll eat this lunchbox myself.”

“Wait, but—” But Shang Yan had already bolted back to the classroom, personifying the phrase “gone without a trace,” leaving Xie Shuyun behind, not knowing what to do.

Back at her seat, Shang Yan opened the lunchbox and stuffed a mouthful of food into her mouth to calm her nerves. She had rarely had close contact with Cheng Lingxue before; now she felt the other girl was a bit terrifying.

And! Why was she so upset? They were both Alphas—she wasn’t into Alpha-Alpha romance! Recalling the scene of them standing together, Shang Yan couldn’t help but get goosebumps.

She’s powerful, Shang Yan thought, her eyes lighting up. She felt as if she had discovered some massive secret. She kept stuffing food into her mouth. She felt that if she spoke of it, she wouldn’t be far from death—the School Beauty would finish her off.

However, her gossiping gaze never left Cheng Lingxue and Xie Shuyun after they entered the classroom. Internally, she became even more certain of her guess. If she didn’t dare say it out loud, she could just ask Xie Shuyun, couldn’t she?

As soon as Xie Shuyun returned to her seat, Shang Yan leaned over with her lunchbox:

“Hey, Yun-zai, did you really have lunch with the School Beauty? Did she bring it back for you?”

“Yeah, I didn’t expect Lingxue to bring a lunchbox back for me. I’m really sorry I forgot to tell you.” Xie Shuyun spoke sincerely to Shang Yan, but Shang Yan didn’t care about that. Her mind was entirely on the first part of Xie Shuyun’s sentence. Lingxue? They’re already on a first-name basis? Then that relationship… mmm.

“In that case, is it possible you two have already…” Shang Yan winked, letting the silence speak louder than words.

“Didn’t I make this clear to you this morning? We are… friends…?” Xie Shuyun was a bit hesitant with the last word. After all, she didn’t know if Cheng Lingxue actually accepted her as one, but since she was willing to have lunch with her, it probably… counted.

Xie Shuyun’s hesitation did nothing to convince Shang Yan. She felt that a cover-up was just an explanation and became even more certain of her guess. She rubbed her chin, unable to believe it. To think that not long ago they were like fire and water, and now they’ve reached this stage. I wonder what on earth happened.

“Stop overthinking.” Seeing Shang Yan’s eyes darting around in a way that suggested she was thinking of nothing good, Xie Shuyun couldn’t help but speak up. She only received a perfunctory answer in return. She rubbed her temples and finally gave up on trying to explain further to Shang Yan. She could tell the other girl didn’t believe her at all. She just hoped Shang Yan wouldn’t go spreading rumors; if they reached Cheng Lingxue’s ears, it would be over!

Fortunately, a week passed quickly, and the rut finally ended. Xie Shuyun was almost moved to tears of joy. These past few days, Omegas had been coming to her one after another, passionate as fire and using every trick in the book. She was almost numb to it.

Aside from school, she didn’t dare run around and stayed mostly in her room. Of course, there was also the matter of Cheng Wenchi and his daughter.

The day after the police statements were taken, Cheng Wenchi woke up. The fall from Cheng Lingxue had given him a mild concussion. Lying in the hospital bed, he played the victim for the police, crying about how piteous he was and incessantly cursing Cheng Lingxue, saying she had no respect for her elders. The stream of malicious words was endless.

Xie Shuyun and the others, having been notified, arrived with Cheng Lingxue just in time to hear it all. Cheng Lingxue herself showed no reaction, but Xie Shuyun felt her anger surging.

With a sharp swish, she pulled open the door and saw the man who was claiming his injuries were so severe he was vomiting, dizzy, and practically dying. Instead, he was lying on the bed lazily like a lord.

The man was surrounded by several women in heavy makeup, with women in both arms as they fed him grapes. If the police hadn’t been there, Cheng Wenchi would likely have tried to grope the nurses.

“I’ll have to ask unrelated persons to step out. We have business to discuss.” Aware of the others present, Xie Shuyun acted politely and asked the people Cheng Wenchi had called to leave. This move naturally displeased Cheng Wenchi. He spat out a grape seed and shouted:

“Who do you think you are, daring to— wait, isn’t this the Eldest Miss Xie!” Before he could finish, Cheng Wenchi saw Xie Shuyun’s face clearly and his eyes went wide. Unlike Cheng Mengmeng, he had actually met Xie Shuyun face-to-face before. Knowing her identity, he immediately stopped being reckless and sat up straight like a good student, flashing a fawning smile at Xie Shuyun.

It only gave Xie Shuyun goosebumps. She felt the father and daughter were indeed blood-related; their expressions were almost identical. Moreover, they hadn’t cared about the other’s state at all—cold-blooded to the core.

“Is Miss Xie here today for…?” Cheng Wenchi rubbed his hands together, his gaze cautiously shifting from Xie Shuyun to Cheng Lingxue. He paused, a look of disbelief appearing in his pupils. But before he could say anything, Qin Yu took a step forward.

“Mr. Cheng, based on everything you have done to our Xie family ward, Miss Cheng Lingxue, we will be seeking compensation. The basis of this will be negotiated between you and Miss Cheng. Whatever Miss Cheng demands, the Xie family will ensure it is obtained for her.”

These words were extremely blunt, but Cheng Wenchi didn’t dare argue. He could only turn a pleading gaze toward Cheng Lingxue. Unlike the previous time when he was bossy toward her, his current expression was one of suppressed disdain forced into a fawning mask. The contortion of his face was truly unsightly.

“Lingxue, there must be so many misunderstandings. Look at me, I’m your Second Uncle. Don’t be so petty, okay? You used to be the most sensible and obedient girl. You wouldn’t make things difficult for your Second Uncle, right?”

Cheng Wenchi repeatedly emphasized “Second Uncle,” clearly trying to use his status to suppress her. Xie Shuyun’s brows shot up; she really wanted to call out his bluff, but this was Cheng Lingxue’s family business. While the Xie family could serve as her backing, it depended on her attitude.

“I want to talk to my Second Uncle alone,” Cheng Lingxue said, her eyes slightly lowered. Xie Shuyun couldn’t tell what she was thinking, but out of respect, she led the others out. However, she stood guard by the door; if any wrong sound came from inside, she would burst in immediately.

“Lingxue, it seems you’ve really won the favor of the Eldest Miss Xie. Lately, Second Uncle’s hands have been a bit tight. Do you think you could…”

“What do you plan to do about Cheng Mengmeng?” Cheng Lingxue interrupted his unpleasant words directly. Looking at the man’s ugly expression, a flash of annoyance crossed her eyes. She didn’t understand how three siblings from the same parents could produce someone as warped as Cheng Wenchi—lazy, stagnant, and entirely selfish.

“That brat… right, where is she? I’ve been in the hospital so long and haven’t seen her come to visit me.” At the mention of Cheng Mengmeng, Cheng Wenchi’s eyes glared. He didn’t think about who caused him to be in the hospital; it was that brat’s trouble-making. And now, she was nowhere to be found.

Seeing the anger flash across the man’s face, a sneer appeared on Cheng Lingxue’s. He was only asking now; he had probably forgotten about Cheng Mengmeng’s existence until this moment. She didn’t want to stay any longer and said bluntly:

“I will follow the legal procedures to the end. I won’t miss a single cent of the compensation owed…” Before she could finish, she was interrupted by Cheng Wenchi. Now that Xie Shuyun and the others weren’t here, Cheng Wenchi felt he didn’t need to fear her, and his voice rose significantly:

“I am your Second Uncle! What are you talking about! Seeking compensation from your elder—how disgraceful!”

Reaching out, she gripped the railing of the hospital bed. The bar trembled under her strength. Her eyes fixed on Cheng Wenchi with a murderous glint, and she spoke each word with powerful emphasis:

“I have no desire for an elder who would entrap their junior, especially one who covets their niece’s property.”

Under Cheng Lingxue’s gaze, Cheng Wenchi didn’t feel regret, but he did feel shame. He thickened his skin and tilted his chin up:

“You’re living with the Xie family now, and you have so many houses under your name. What does it matter if I sell one? At worst, I’ll give you a bit later. Why make such a fuss? Just like that person said—mph!”

Cheng Wenchi was mumbling his dissatisfaction, but in the next second, his cheek was gripped by a hand and pulled forward. He fell into a pair of dark, deep, and icy pupils.

Cheng Wenchi finally understood how Cheng Mengmeng had felt. His entire body felt as if it were being entwined by a venomous snake, turning weak and cold. A demonic whisper drifted into his ear:

“It seems you know even more than I do. Don’t worry, I’ll make sure you spit out everything you know.”

“You… what do you want to do…” Trembling, Cheng Wenchi felt the fingertips sliding against his neck, feeling as if they might pierce it in the next second. Cold sweat poured down his face.

“That depends on your performance.”

By the time Cheng Lingxue opened the door, Xie Shuyun was forced back a step by the foul smell from inside. It wasn’t until Cheng Lingxue closed the door that the nauseating odor was cut off.

“Sorry. We’ve finished talking. I’ll prepare some documents for Butler Qin later; I’ll need her to help me get my Second Uncle’s signature.”

“I understand, Miss Cheng. I’ll make sure it’s settled.”