After Transmigrating as a Scumbag Alpha, My Omega Underwent a Second Differentiation - Chapter 5

The environment of the high-end private room was excellent. Aside from the color scheme looking like an actual hospital, the physical comfort was hardly any different from a five-star hotel.

This was especially true for Sheng Yinglan, who was currently leaning against the hospital bed, enjoying a custom-made feast from a private chef sent over by Yun Rong. Everything from nutrition down to color, aroma, and taste had been fully taken into consideration.

However, she didn’t have much of an appetite. She toyed with the fresh broth using her spoon for a long time, without sending a single sip into her mouth.

Although Sheng Yinglan had miraculously survived her near-death experience, transmigrated into a book, and even met that familiar face, her mind remained exceptionally clear. She couldn’t understand why Yun Rong was helping her to this extent.

Particularly after everyone else had left the room, Sheng Yinglan had systematically combed through all the flashback fragments in the original owner’s mind, piecing together the relationship between the original owner and Yun Rong before her transmigration.

Just as described in the novel, the moment the original owner laid eyes on Yun Rong, she harbored wicked intentions, wanting to claim this Omega for herself.

However, in the book, when the original owner took a liking to Yun Rong, the latter hadn’t yet returned to the Yun family. Therefore, the original owner hadn’t deliberately concealed her filthy thoughts, and she even took pleasure in watching Yun Rong turn frantic and flustered due to her proximity.

But in the original owner’s actual memories within this reality, when she took a liking to Yun Rong, the latter had already returned to the Yun family. At that time, the original owner didn’t know she wasn’t a biological child of the Sheng family yet, but she still harbored a few crooked designs toward Yun Rong. Fortunately, deterred by the Yun Group’s massive influence, she had only flirted with Yun Rong slightly beyond normal social boundaries during a few banquets.

Compared to the filthy methods the book described she had used to handle other Omegas in the past, these flirtations amounted to nothing.

However, the turning point occurred just a few days ago. The people she had called her parents for over twenty years suddenly revealed that she wasn’t the Sheng family’s child and swept her out of the house. This was quite a massive blow to the original owner.

Precisely because of this, she had spent the past few days drowning her sorrows in alcohol at bars. Last night, by a stroke of coincidence, she ran into Yun Rong. The psychological barrier that had previously suppressed her from easily touching the other party suddenly collapsed completely, leading her to resort to the underhanded tactic of drugging her.

Fortunately, Sheng Yinglan transmigrated right at that moment, and by a bizarre twist of fate, suffered from a Disabled Gland Disorder, preventing a catastrophic mistake from being made.

What she couldn’t understand now was that Yun Rong knew last night that she had deliberately drugged her. That meant Yun Rong surely knew what kind of intentions the original owner harbored, and she must have caught wind of the original owner’s past reputation. If so, why did she use 5% of her shares to make a deal with Yun Keyi, not only announcing their relationship to the public but also demanding that Yun Keyi keep her Disabled Gland Disorder a secret?

No matter how one looked at these two matters, Sheng Yinglan was the one gaining a massive advantage, while Yun Rong received absolutely no benefit.

That was 5% of the Yun Group’s shares. Calculating it by regular market standards, it should be enough to purchase several Sheng families over.

Although Sheng Yinglan was a relatively established actress in her own world and had never lacked money after making a name for herself, calculating the standard of living here made her feel that her poverty truly limited her imagination.

In truth, the moment Yun Rong put forward this condition earlier, she felt it was inappropriate and wanted to discuss it with her. However, she was interrupted by Yun Keyi, and later on, her physical trigger flared up, followed by the doctor stuffing her ears with a load of medical jargon, causing her to temporarily forget about the matter.

Afterward, Yun Rong was rushed away from the hospital by a phone call from Yun Keyi, and there hadn’t been a single piece of news from her until now.

Ordinarily, Sheng Yinglan counted as someone with a high threshold for endurance. After all, she came from a bitter background; no matter how major a situation was, she could keep it inside her heart, believing there would always be a way to solve it. Yet today, for some reason, ever since Yun Rong left, a sense of irritability constantly lingered in her heart—she didn’t know if it was because she couldn’t see the other party, or because of that 5% stake.

She put down the spoon in her hand, packed up the tray containing the delicacies, pushed it to the side, and leaned her body back against the hospital bed, wanting to close her eyes to rest her mind. As a result, due to a lapse in attention, she accidentally scraped against the wound at the back of her neck.

This was where Yun Rong had accidentally bitten her last night; she remembered it very clearly.

Regarding the phenomenon where an Omega would also bite a neck when in heat, the female doctor’s explanation just now was that the Omega heat-inducing agent Sheng Yinglan used had affected her instead, leaving her unable to violate Yun Rong. Meanwhile, the Omega under the influence of the heat-inducing agent had failed to get satisfaction, leading to some out-of-control behaviors, including biting someone else’s neck.

Fortunately, Sheng Yinglan wasn’t a native born and bred in the ABO world. Naturally possessing very little understanding of the customs here, she didn’t harbor any doubts regarding the female doctor’s words, much less notice the other party’s slightly evasive gaze when speaking to her.

Because of the influence of alcohol and drugs last night, Sheng Yinglan’s impression of many things had actually turned blurry. The only thing she remembered vividly was that when Yun Rong lost control, the bite hurt terribly.

Suddenly, her fingertips resting on the white gauze froze. She recalled the photos Yun Keyi had shown her this morning. One of them was taken in the hotel corridor, where she was pinning Yun Rong down, looking as though she intended to bite the back of Yun Rong’s neck.

Sheng Yinglan currently had absolutely no recollection of this matter, but she remembered that a piece of gauze also seemed to be applied to the back of Yun Rong’s neck.

By the looks of it, she must have bitten and injured her?

According to the female doctor’s words, suffering from the Disabled Gland Disorder, she could no longer be counted as an undifferentiated Alpha; she could only be considered a disabled person lacking the ability to differentiate. Therefore, she lacked the capability to mark anyone else either.

However, when she bit Yun Rong, her illness hadn’t flared up yet. She wondered if it would cause any impact on her?

Thinking of this, Sheng Yinglan could no longer sit still. She rose from the bed, preparing to find the female doctor to clarify the situation and ask about the injury at the back of Yun Rong’s neck while she was at it.

Upon learning that Sheng Yinglan wanted to find the female doctor and preferred that he didn’t accompany her, the bodyguard left at the door by Yun Rong felt a bit conflicted. However, considering the security of the private hospital, he ultimately let Sheng Yinglan out of the room.

The privacy of the private hospital was exceptional. The top floor where Sheng Yinglan stayed was a VIP ward specially reserved for the Yun family. Aside from her being the solitary patient right now, the other wards looked entirely vacant.

Based on the location provided by the bodyguard, she quickly took the elevator down to the fifteenth floor—the floor where the female doctor’s office was located.

This floor looked much more bustling than the top floor. Occasionally, a couple of people could be seen on the benches outside the wards. Sheng Yinglan didn’t pay it much mind, simply following the directory map to look for the doctor’s office room by room. To her surprise, just as she walked past a corner, she heard someone call her name from behind.

“Sheng Yinglan?”

The other party’s voice carried the crispness of a young girl, but her tone was laced with a hint of disbelief and latent jealousy.

Though she knew that with the original owner’s arrogant and overbearing personality that looked down on everyone, the likelihood of making close friends was exceptionally low, and this voice clearly sounded like it was looking for trouble, Sheng Yinglan still turned around.

Wanting to accept the fact that she had transmigrated into a book in the span of a single morning was honestly not easy. However, Sheng Yinglan understood that if she wanted to continue staying in this world and remain by Yun Rong’s side, she had to get used to the original owner’s identity as quickly as possible. Only by getting used to it first could there be any possibility of speaking of change.

Therefore, given the original owner’s current situation, she was bound to run into a few mocking, fair-weather friends who kicked people when they were down sooner or later. Evading it right now wouldn’t do her any good.

The other party wore a light green princess dress, and the puff sleeve design was rather cute, paired with a star-shaped pink diamond accessory on her neck. It looked like the person coordinating the outfit had expended a fair amount of effort. However, it couldn’t salvage the girl’s highly dull complexion. Even after being enhanced by makeup, it couldn’t conceal her slightly large skin pores and pitted acne scars. This princess attire could be said to have highlighted absolutely none of her strengths; instead, it made her look rather mismatched.

Thanks to Sheng Yinglan retracing the original owner’s memories inside the ward this morning, she easily recognized the girl before her as the biological bloodline recently found by the Sheng family—Sheng Baixue (Snow White).

Her original name wasn’t this; the original owner likely had no impression of it either, so she only remembered the new name the Sheng family gave her after she returned to the house.

However, from this new name, it could be seen that the Sheng parents attached immense importance to this recovered biological child, even giving her the name of Snow White. Clearly, they wished to make up for the missing twenty-odd years of parental affection all at once.

Sheng Yinglan wasn’t the actual original owner, so she didn’t harbor much resentment regarding the original owner being kicked out of the house. Furthermore, in her view, for parents to raise a child with the original owner’s personality, they couldn’t be all that normal either. Cutting off contact with the Sheng family might even be good news for her. Therefore, she had nothing to say to the Sheng Baixue before her.

She didn’t even utter a response, merely tilting her head slightly to give her a ‘speak up if you have something to say’ glance, completely unwilling to spare an extra shred of attention on her.

Sheng Baixue had just been brought home a couple of days ago and was currently busy meeting all sorts of relatives she hadn’t seen in over twenty years, enjoying the princess treatment she had missed out on for a long time.

Having just put on a gentle and refined facade to visit a distant relative whose name she still couldn’t remember from a ward, she spotted a familiar figure the moment she stepped out. She called out tentatively, yet to her surprise, the other party merely cast a faint glance over, looking as though she was too lazy to even speak.

The dignified and poised manner she had laboriously put on just now felt as if a flaw had suddenly been spotted by Sheng Yinglan; all her camouflage was tossed onto the ground, turning her back into that passerby A who grew up in the mud in an instant.

The inferiority complex stemming from her very bones caused her to attribute all her hardships over the years to Sheng Yinglan once again.

Combined with the hashtag she had seen rising up the trending searches while browsing her phone just now, she could no longer restrain her rage. Like a pufferfish swelling up with air in an instant, she widened her eyes and quickly caught up to Sheng Yinglan.

Mimicking a consort from a third-rate palace drama who only possessed a surface-level wickedness, she blustered arrogantly at Sheng Yinglan: “I thought that after leaving the Sheng family, you would behave yourself a bit more. Who knew a dog truly can’t change its habit of eating feces. Do you think purchasing a few trending searches can cover up your past underhanded methods? Or do you think that by pestering her like a stalker and deliberately exposing photos to the media, you can truly become Yun Rong’s girlfriend? That the Yun family can become your new backer? Let me tell you, once you leave the protective umbrella of the Sheng family, you will soon be absolutely nothing. You’d better dream these dreams less.”

Sheng Yinglan’s age in her own world was a few years older than the original owner’s. Furthermore, having come out to forge a path at a very young age, she had long passed the age where she would take random words to heart and get angry. Much less was she affected by Sheng Baixue’s low-skill, purely inflammatory words; she was merely somewhat curious as to why the other party’s hostility toward her was this immense.

She hadn’t read the news, but piecing together what happened this morning with Sheng Baixue’s words, she naturally knew that the trending searches the other party mentioned were exactly what Yun Keyi had agreed to.

Although she wasn’t angry, there was no logic in being insulted for nothing either. Just as she intended to say a few counter-words to deflate Sheng Baixue’s arrogant aura, a scent of agarwood suddenly flooded her nasal cavity without warning. It was exceptionally faint, as if clinging to clothing. Before she could even turn her head around, she detected that overly familiar arm wrapping itself right onto her waist.

“In broad daylight, where did this little dog come from, barking all over the place? How did the hospital security let a dog run amok inside? Don’t they know that those uneducated little dogs are the ones best at biting people!”

Yun Rong’s faint mockery rang out from behind. Being tall and refusing to lower her gaze to look at the person opposite, she put on an air of acting as if no one else was around, making a veiled accusation while completely ignoring how Sheng Baixue’s face turned the shade of pig liver inch by inch.

As if saying this wasn’t enough, she put on the appearance of a delicate, dependent woman, whining aggrievedly by Sheng Yinglan’s ear: “You refuse to return to the ward—is it because you feel my pestering is annoying you? But I can’t help it. I only want to pester you, and you alone, like a stalker.”