After Transmigrating as the Abandoned Rich Wife O, I Turned the Scum A's Life into a Crematorium [Transmigration] - Chapter 1

When she opened her eyes, she saw an unfamiliar ceiling and dark gold crystal chandeliers.

The curtains were embroidered with white subtle patterns, and the sunlight leaking through the gaps cast a luxurious, extravagant glow upon the crystal pendants of the chandelier.

Gu Bei’s entire body was sore. It hurt just to open and close her eyes; even a slight movement of her eyeballs felt like a piercing needle.

She could hear the rhythmic sound of a ventilator and the rasping but joyful cry of a middle-aged man nearby.

“The Madam is awake!”

Then a door opened, followed by the rustling sound of footsteps. Three young women in maid uniforms and masks entered her field of vision—no, four, five… there seemed to be more, too many to count. They crowded into her limited line of sight.

A flurry of monitoring equipment followed. Before she could react to what was happening, Gu Bei was subjected to a series of medical checks.

“Blood pressure is normal, heart rate has recovered,” the middle-aged man said calmly.

Before Gu Bei could process this, her blanket was pulled back. She sat up instantly, straightening her body and ripping off the cumbersome oxygen mask. “Who are you people? What are you trying to do to me?”

The middle-aged man and the maids looked at each other, their faces written with utter confusion and helplessness.

During the few minutes while everyone remained silent, Gu Bei looked around. She was sitting on a vintage European-style bed draped with gold-threaded curtains. On the nightstand sat a bronze mirrored jewelry tray, in the center of which lay a “pigeon egg” diamond ring—perfectly cut, pure, and flawless. Beside the massive floor-to-ceiling windows stood a high-end peacock blue velvet sofa, and a Baroque-style side table held a half-bottle of red wine and an empty crystal glass.

The word “magnificent” didn’t even begin to describe this room.

“What did you just call me?”

“Madam.” The butler widened his eyes as he scanned the beautiful young woman sitting cross-legged in front of him.

“Whose wife?”

“Shen… Shen Siying, President Shen.” The servants usually didn’t dare call the CEO by her full name and sounded a bit timid.

Shen Siying, Shen Siying… that sounds so familiar…

Gu Bei rested her elbows on her inner thighs and propped her chin in her hands. After pondering for a long while, it suddenly clicked: This name belonged to the top-tier Alpha female lead in the Yuri ABO novel she had recently been reading, The Wicked Female Supporting Character Becomes an Abandoned Wife! She was the CEO of the Haolan Group, the largest enterprise in Huaicheng!

Initially, she had read the novel out of curiosity regarding the setting, but the most important reason was that the beautiful but cruel and wicked Omega supporting character had the same name as her—Gu Bei.

Heh, I’ve transmigrated into a book.

However, Gu Bei had only read the synopsis and the first chapter. That first chapter mostly introduced the main characters and important supporting roles, so she knew nothing about the future plot, except that the wicked supporting character would become an abandoned wife and eventually die a tragic death in a concentrated breeding camp.

Gu Bei’s pale lips twitched. Originally a bar singer who had unfortunately fallen off a stage while trying to make a living, she had no intention of dying. To hell with love—she just wanted to take the money and leave to live a life of leisure.

Since the servants were still waiting on her hand and foot, it meant she hadn’t offended that President Shen yet. Gu Bei let out a sigh of relief and shifted into an even less ladylike sitting position.

The butler, looking at the Madam who seemed like a completely different person from her usual self, asked worriedly, “Madam, are you alright?”

Gu Bei looked at the middle-aged man and remembered that in the book, this butler had served the female lead Alpha for over a decade. He didn’t have many scenes, but he was a good person.

She didn’t make things difficult for him and said loudly, “Um, I’m hungry.”

The maids understood immediately and soon pushed in a small dining cart. On it was a large, expensive-looking bone china plate filled with exquisite dishes.

A maid handed Gu Bei the utensils, but she looked unhappy. “Is there no meat?”

Looking at the purely vegetarian dishes on the plate, the butler explained, “Madam, for the past three years, the President has forbidden you from eating meat. Have you forgotten?”

In the book, the female lead Alpha was a neat freak who liked beautiful collarbones and fresh, clean pheromones.

Gu Bei’s face darkened. Muttering curses under her breath, she moved her chopsticks—only to find the food was actually delicious. She finished it all like a whirlwind sweeping away clouds.

The butler silently pulled out a white handkerchief and wiped his brow. The Madam, who used to eat only a few bites to maintain her slim figure, what was wrong with her today?

When she finished, Gu Bei patted her stomach with her fair, slightly chubby hand and let out a satisfied burp, then gave everyone present a slightly awkward, fake smile.

As Gu Bei passed the full-length mirror in the walk-in closet, she couldn’t help but stop to look at herself. This look gave her quite a shock.

The person in the mirror was like a high-end, upgraded version of herself. Not only was her hair volume incredible, but it was also jet-black and glossy enough to film a shampoo commercial.

She had a pair of harmless-looking almond eyes that, at first glance, made her look like a “true” female lead. With red lips, white teeth, and clear, fair skin, she clearly looked like the product of expensive skincare and high-end medical aesthetics. Never mind anyone else—at this moment, Gu Bei had already fallen in love with the nearly perfect reflection in the mirror.

Just as she was indulging in her narcissism, the door to the study next door opened, making a slight sound.

Gu Bei tiptoed to the study door and pushed it open. An Alpha in a burgundy dress stood by the window holding an old photograph. A black blazer was draped over her shoulders, and the window gauze fluttered in the wind, lightly brushing her somewhat pale cheek.

The moment she saw Shen Siying, Gu Bei felt that the woman was absurdly tall, perfectly epitomizing a “water-snake” waist and long legs. From a distance, the other woman was at least a head taller than her, and the kicker was that she wasn’t even wearing heels—just a pair of light gray, thin-soled slippers.

Although the “Reader’s Guide” in the synopsis had mentioned the size difference between Alphas and Omegas, experiencing it in person still gave Gu Bei a huge shock.

Shen Siying wore light makeup. Her deep-set eyes and brows were relaxed; her long, narrow eyes might have looked average on anyone else, but on her glowing white face, they looked bright and sexy. With every blink, they overflowed with elegance. Her feather-like long lashes brushed against Gu Bei’s heart, making her blush involuntarily.

This Alpha was truly beautiful—hundreds, thousands of times more beautiful than many real-life beauties Gu Bei had seen.

She radiated an enchanting light. Gu Bei quietly looked away, following the line of her “right-angle” shoulders down to her seemingly flat chest.

Gu Bei gave a “wicked” grin: At least my chest is bigger than hers.

Feeling as if she had won a round, the corners of her mouth curved into a beautiful arc.

Shen Siying placed the photo face-down on the desk. Her long, fair fingers had distinct joints, and as her clean nails brushed against the back of the photo, it felt like she was scratching Gu Bei’s heart, making it itch.

Gu Bei shook her head violently, reminding herself that she was a “steel-straight” woman. Transmigrating into the book and falling into the plot was not her intention. As someone who loved money and beauty—wait, no—as someone who was hardworking and ambitious, she only wanted to take her mountain of gold and go. How could she have strange thoughts about Shen Siying?

“I’m going to be OOC (Out of Character), and nobody’s going to stop me.” As soon as she said this aloud, she regretted it. Shen Siying frowned slightly, a look of dissatisfaction appearing on her face. She strode toward Gu Bei and pinched her chin with one hand. The force was a bit much, making Gu Bei almost go “emo” on the spot.

“Why are you here? You’ve been peeping for a long time, haven’t you?” Shen Siying’s tone was one of disgust and reproach.

Observing her at close range, Gu Bei realized that Shen Siying’s hair wasn’t a dry brown but had a layer of clear grape-purple—extremely natural and even, looking more like a natural color than a dye job. Sniffing carefully, she caught a faint fragrance, like roses soaked in wine.

“No, no, no, I… I was just passing by,” Gu Bei begged for mercy, her hands clutching Shen Siying’s arm. “It hurts, hurts, hurts!”

Shen Siying didn’t let go immediately. Instead, she increased the pressure slightly until she felt she had vented some frustration before slowly releasing her. She folded her arms across her chest and looked down at Gu Bei, who was rubbing her chin.

“I wasn’t peeping. I just heard a noise and came to check.”

Gu Bei wasn’t lying, but the furrow in Shen Siying’s brow wouldn’t soften.

Marrying this Omega hadn’t been Shen Siying’s intention in the first place. If it hadn’t been for her grandmother’s earnest persuasion and a few shed tears, she wouldn’t have agreed to such a marriage in a moment of impulse. As a result, for the past three years, she had relied on either suppressants or alcohol for every “heat” period, never once wanting to be intimate with her spouse.

The synopsis Gu Bei had read also mentioned that Shen Siying had a “White Moonlight” far away in Norway—the “proper” female lead Omega who had been bullied by Gu Bei to the point of nearly jumping off a building. Unfortunately, the White Moonlight hadn’t appeared yet, so she wasn’t sure if that was the person in the photograph.

The White Moonlight was Shen Siying’s high school classmate. The two had been inseparable until they differentiated into different genders, after which they gradually grew apart. Shen Siying had never forgotten her, keeping the yellowed photo as she passed thirty years of age.

Gu Bei’s parents had once helped Shen Siying’s grandmother through a financial crisis. At that time, Gu Bei was only three years old, and Shen Siying was ten. Even at ten, Shen Siying possessed a maturity and poise beyond her years—dignified, reserved, cold-eyed, and solemn. Gu Bei’s father had admired her and provided her with many conveniences. Now that the Gu family had fallen on hard times, the grandmother had not neglected Gu Bei because of it.

Shen Siying hadn’t seen her parents since she could remember; she was raised alone by her grandmother, the first generation of female entrepreneurs in Huaicheng. She knew how to be grateful, respected her grandmother, and loved her deeply. She listened to everything her grandmother said that made sense.

Suddenly, Gu Bei spoke up boldly: “President Shen, don’t you have a White Moonlight?”

The title “President Shen” sounded a bit distant. Shen Siying’s eyebrows twitched ever so slightly; at least before this, her Omega had never called her that. “What are you trying to say?”

“I mean, if you still want to pursue her, that’s fine,” Gu Bei tucked a strand of hair behind her ear. The movement was light but caught Shen Siying’s gaze. “Just give me a bank card. The kind with a 7-figure balance!”

She hadn’t expected herself to have the courage to set such a condition. She only remembered from the book that Shen Siying’s family was super-rich, and she was the legal wife. Asking for some money shouldn’t result in her being struck by lightning, right?

Shen Siying narrowed her eyes and glared at Gu Bei, who seemed to have grown a massive amount of courage from nowhere. She asked coldly, “What do you want this money for?”

Gu Bei expected her to say something harsh, but it was just a simple question. Relaxing her guard, she said, “To open a shop, do business, or invest—anything works. Don’t worry, I won’t squander it!”

Gu Bei hadn’t planned to explain so much. She was incoherent, and her hands had somehow clasped together in front of her, her fingers rubbing and picking at each other until her palms were slightly red.

As she finished speaking, she lightly bit her lower lip. Her shy expression was quite cute. Since she wasn’t wearing an odor-blocking patch, the slightly protruding, rounded gland on the back of her neck occasionally emitted a sweet milky candy scent that made Shen Siying uncomfortable.

After a long silence, Shen Siying said in a low voice, “Fine.”