After Transmigrating as a Scumbag Alpha, the Reborn Omega Always Wants to Cling - Chapter 1

A sharp pain in the back of her neck tugged at Fu Qingyun’s nerves, and a massive resistance kept her from opening her eyes immediately.

She was still alive? Wasn’t she killed because the secret of her brain development was exposed?

The air was thick with a messy sweetness, and an almost uncontrollable irritability welled up in her heart.

“Fu Qingyun?” A woman’s soft voice, slightly breathless, carried a hint of confusion and doubt.

Who was it? Before she could even explore the other person’s identity, a buzzing current sound sizzled by her ear…

[Binding successful, welcome to the 12138 transmigration system… Error! The binding target’s brain development exceeds 50%.]

Fu Qingyun frowned and spoke in her mind, “[So noisy!]”

Fu Qingyun’s brain operated at high speed, ignoring the useless pain. Her pale hand vaguely grasped the air, and red electrical data was captured in her hand.

[Connection with the main system has been forcibly cut off.] As the cold mechanical voice fell, 12138 shivered.

[Wuwuwu, host, please spare me.] What kind of monster was this? 70% brain development, and an SSS-level Alpha to boot? Wasn’t the original owner just a regular A-level?

“[Where is this?]” Fu Qingyun asked cautiously, thinking of the stranger in the room.

[Wuwuwu… Sending… original owner’s information to you.]

In an instant, an unfamiliar worldview flooded her mind.

She had transmigrated… into a dog-blood romance novel, becoming the cannon fodder Scum Alpha with the same name.

To please the original female lead, Su Yingying, she tricked the villain, Su Ziqin, into a contract marriage.

On the third day of their marriage, the original owner, during her estrus period, not only forcibly marked her but also trapped her in the villa. Incited by Su Yingying, she verbally abused and physically assaulted Su Ziqin.

Until Su Ziqin completely awakened as the book’s villain, using her S-level Omega pheromones to seduce and ensnare her. The original owner, an A-level Alpha, couldn’t resist the temptation and quickly became addicted to Su Ziqin’s pheromones.

Finally, the original owner was thrown into the basement by Su Ziqin to keep rats company, dying a miserable and desolate death.

In just a moment, Fu Qingyun sorted out the current situation.

The person who just spoke was the villain, Su Ziqin, and this was the plot point where the original owner forcibly marked her.

It was as if a lock in her mind had broken, with a click, and her long-stagnant brain development instantly broke through by 5 points.

Her heavy eyelids lifted, and her ink-black pupils were colder than winter snow on a mountain.

Fu Qingyun’s brain development had been stuck at 70% for a long time, but transmigrating actually allowed her to break through by 5 percentage points directly. Perhaps here, she could successfully break through the remaining percentage points.

While trying to figure out the reason for her transmigration, she observed the villain.

The Omega was curled up by the headboard, her amber eyes vacant, showing no emotion.

Her fair face was flushed, and her white slip dress was torn open from the neckline, loosely draped over the woman’s shoulders. The aesthetic of “abuse” could easily ignite one’s destructive desires.

The corners of her eyes subtly upturned, naturally exuding a seductive charm like a fox spirit, and combined with her current soft demeanor, she was truly a living fox spirit.

However, Fu Qingyun was not in the mood to pay attention to the villain’s appearance at the moment.

Her brain was still working, but the plot was a formidable firewall, firmly blocking Fu Qingyun.

[Bigshot, don’t calculate anymore. The plot is paramount, you can’t calculate it. Please complete… the task of marking the villain.]

Fu Qingyun had no patience for its nonsense. “[Say one more word, and I’ll break you.]”

She glanced at the little fox spirit curled up by the headboard, pondered for a moment, and thought: This plot is obstructing my calculations, I need to find a way to break it. No matter how I think about it, divorce seems to be the best solution.

Her fingers exerted force, and the red electrical wave trembled a few times, struggling to slip out from between Fu Qingyun’s fingers.

She tapped the red electrical wave a few times, and 12138 burrowed into Fu Qingyun’s mind.

“Su Ziqin?”

Her cool voice was as cold as ice, completely out of place with the ambiguous heat in the room.

“Fu Qingyun?” Su Ziqin seemed a little uncertain, calling out the other’s name again.

“Mm.” The clear, concise syllable fell.

The Omega looked up at Fu Qingyun, who was dressed in strange clothes and heavy, dramatic makeup.

Her palms unnaturally tightened, her fingertips turning white, almost digging into her palms.

“Sister Fu, I’m sorry… I… was too nervous for my first time.” Su Ziqin’s explanation for her previous resistance was soft and alluring. She knew very well that Fu Qingyun was a sucker for this kind of act.

Fu Qingyun saw her drooping her head and thought she was just scared. Forget it, she’d talk about divorce when she was feeling better.

Fu Qingyun responded with a faint “Mm.”

To break the plot, she naturally couldn’t mark Su Ziqin. Moreover, after her brain development reached 50%, Fu Qingyun could control her body at will.

The current her had no urge to hug and bite someone, unlike what was described in the book.

Thinking of this, Fu Qingyun walked to the bedside in a few steps, pulled open the nightstand drawer, and found the Omega’s special inhibitor.

The bed beside her dipped slightly. Su Ziqin lowered her head, sensing the other’s movements.

Just as Fu Qingyun approached, the Omega, curled up by the headboard, collapsed into her arms like a docile rag doll.

Su Ziqin’s movements were soft and obedient, but a cold smile played on the corner of her lips.

Rich rose pheromones rushed into Fu Qingyun’s nasal cavity, vying for dominance.

Fu Qingyun’s post-neck gland twitched twice, and a trace of pheromone involuntarily escaped.

A mix of mint coke and a slightly strong whiskey. Su Ziqin unconsciously took a breath, wanting to keep that subtle, almost imperceptible trace of pheromone.

Fu Qingyun’s face remained expressionless. Her brain operated, controlling this extra organ. The pheromones seemed to understand their owner’s intention, like hands and feet, and were instantly retracted.

Only when the pheromones completely disappeared did Su Ziqin realize what she had just done, shocked and at the same time blaming herself for her uncooperative reaction.

Su Ziqin remembered very clearly that Fu Qingyun’s pheromones had smelled of absinthe, intense and overbearing, making her nauseous.

But what had briefly captivated her just now was the scent of a Long Island Iced Tea, a super high-level complex pheromone!

Had this b*tch’s pheromones changed? Or was it an aphrodisiac pheromone substitute? And she had no reaction to her own pheromones?

Fu Qingyun’s cool fingertips touched Su Ziqin’s post-neck, the icy temperature interrupting her thoughts.

“Sister Fu~, I feel so uncomfortable.” Su Ziqin suppressed the urge to kill the other person, but her voice was as sweet as if it were mixed with honey.

“Oh, then bear with it,” the cold voice fell again.

Long fingers ran through Su Ziqin’s hair, gently parting it.

The moment the Omega’s delicate gland was exposed to the air, her pale fingertips almost dug into Su Ziqin’s soft palm.

Cool liquid was injected, the heat on her body dissipated, and her pheromones were brought under control.

“Mm, all done,” Fu Qingyun said.

The empty syringe was broken with one hand, flying from her fingertips in a graceful arc and landing steadily in the trash can.

Fu Qingyun gently pushed Su Ziqin away, trying to get out of bed, but her clothes were clutched by a delicate small hand.

The Omega’s amber eyes welled up with a layer of mist, glistening with unshed tears, looking utterly pitiful.

“Sister Fu, what about you? You’re still in your estrus period. I thought about it and realized you were right before. We’re married… and I’m willing to fulfill my… wife’s duties.”

Her words were soft and coy, shy yet with a hint of seduction.

Even though the other person had given her an inhibitor.

But Su Ziqin didn’t believe that the selfish and crazy Fu Qingyun would be so kind; most likely, she had some other mischievous idea.

Rather than passively endure, it was better to take the initiative.

Fu Qingyun’s reflection appeared in her amber eyes. Fu Qingyun didn’t respond to her words, instead frowning slightly and gently brushing away the Omega’s hand.

She strode her long legs, and in a few steps, she was in the bathroom.

Standing in front of the bright mirror, Fu Qingyun saw her current appearance completely for the first time.

Her original features were covered by a thick layer of makeup, like latex paint, and her hair was slicked with who knew how much gel, shiny and dirty-looking.

The clothes she was wearing were even more indescribable.

A ripped punk-style white T-shirt, and leather pants with two rows of rivets on the seams.

“Tsk.” This aesthetic was truly eccentric.

Makeup remover was poured onto her face as if it were free, and rich foam from face wash was also applied…

Seeing this, Su Ziqin gracefully moved to the bathroom door.

Watching Fu Qingyun frantically washing her face, Su Ziqin leaned against the doorframe, soft as if boneless, a mocking smile on her lips.

She actually knows how to clean up now?

Speaking of which, having been used to Fu Qingyun’s face covered in heavy makeup, she really didn’t know what she looked like without it.

A rare hint of curiosity sparked within her, and a playful smile played on Su Ziqin’s lips.

Warm water droplets slid down Fu Qingyun’s cheeks, tracing along her sharply defined Alpha jawline and disappearing into her collar. Her brush-like eyelashes held a few playful drops of water.

Just a side profile made Su Ziqin’s eyes light up. She thought the b*tch looked quite good without makeup, so enticing her wouldn’t be a loss.

Fu Qingyun combed her hair little by little and turned to look at her.

“Do you need to use the bathroom?” Fu Qingyun tried to make her tone as gentle as possible, as she would have to discuss the divorce with her soon.

“I…” Su Ziqin’s words trailed off.

When she fully saw Fu Qingyun, Su Ziqin was utterly speechless.

The cool beauty had a pair of amorous peach blossom eyes, with ink-black pupils as deep as an abyss, dispelling the allure in her eyes, making her restrained yet alluring.

Below her right eye, a crimson tear mole was a delicate dot, adding the only touch of charm to this goddess-like face.

She clenched her teeth, and the pain in her tongue brought her back to her senses, the taste of rust diluting her astonishment.

Who would have thought this scumbag had such a face? She really hadn’t noticed it before!

Su Ziqin sneered inwardly. If such a Fu Qingyun fell in love with herself, Su Yingying, that green tea, would be insanely jealous, wouldn’t she? After all, Su Yingying loved these cool, abstinent female Alphas the most.

When Fu Qingyun fell in love with her, and she had used up her value, this whole thing sounded great, very exciting.

Su Ziqin stepped forward, a captivating allure in her eyes. She wrapped her arms around Fu Qingyun’s waist, resting her chin on Fu Qingyun’s shoulder.

“Sister Fu, if you like it in the bathroom, that… can work too.”

Warm breath sprinkled on Fu Qingyun’s ear, and the ambiguous, seductive words poured into the Alpha’s ears.

Their bodies pressed together. A glint flashed in Fu Qingyun’s eyes, and her slightly broad hands grasped the Omega’s slender, easily held waist.

The Omega’s body trembled, then yielded to her movements, softening in the Alpha’s grasp.

Fu Qingyun tilted her head, their foreheads touching, deepening the ambiguous atmosphere.

“Sister Fu~” Su Ziqin sneered inwardly, but her hands boldly roamed over the Alpha’s back.