After Transmigrating as the Abandoned Rich Wife O, I Turned the Scum A's Life into a Crematorium [Transmigration] - Chapter 2

A black chauffeur-driven van pulled up in front of the high-end European villa. After the dark electric copper gates opened automatically, a red carpet at least two meters wide stretched all the way from the gate to the main entrance.

A Beta driver stepped out and stood respectfully by the car door. Seeing this, the butler went inside to fetch Gu Bei, who had been narcissistically staring at herself in the mirror for half an hour.

When they had parted yesterday, Shen Siying had handed her a platinum card with a balance of 5 million yuan.

Gu Bei still remembered how her hands shook when she took the card, her heart nearly leaping out of her throat.

Gu Bei was beaming from head to toe—she was a rich woman now!

She no longer had to stand on a stage singing songs that weren’t her style just to earn an extra 200 yuan a day. She didn’t have to work herself to the point of exhaustion and fall off a stage just to scrape together rent money.

Gu Bei made a grand, snap decision: she was going back to her old profession—music.

But she wasn’t going to sing herself.

She was going to create a girl group, and it was going to be an all-Alpha group! Before, she earned money for others; now, she wanted others to earn money for her.

First, she needed a studio with an excellent environment and location. Second, she needed a bright and spacious dance room. Third, she needed a group of high-颜值 (high-visual) Alphas. Finally, she needed to throw money at promotion.

But she didn’t know the ropes.

On her phone’s home screen, the Weibo app sat quietly. She posted a short status: “Thinking of forming a girl group.” Immediately, agents from all over started tagging her like crazy, making it hard to choose.

To Gu Bei’s surprise, the original host of this body actually had close personal ties with popular starlets and several big-shot agents.

On second thought, it made sense given her background. As the CEO of Haolan, Shen Siying was the future helmsman of the Haolan Group. Everyone wanted to climb that high branch. Many who couldn’t approach President Shen directly chose a “curved route” by cozying up to the President’s wife first.

Her private messages were flooded with beautiful girls sending photos to recommend themselves—Alphas, Betas, and Omegas alike. My god, every single one of them was a “true fragrance.”

While scrolling through her DMs, Gu Bei saw a special name: Magna. She remembered this person; there was a foreshadowing of Magna appearing in later chapters in the first chapter. In the character list, she was an important supporting figure.

She clicked the message. Sure enough, Magna recommended two girls, both very beautiful. Moreover, Magna was the only person among the crowd tagging her that Gu Bei actually followed back.

She chatted with Magna for a long time. Although the other woman kept calling her “Baby” affectionately, Gu Bei found it nauseating. She endured it for now; clearly, Magna had a significant relationship with the original host.

Without hesitation, Gu Bei finalized those two members and accepted Magna’s suggestions for an office and practice room.

Afterward, her phone was nearly dead. After watching five minutes of a livestream, she turned off the internet and enabled power-saving mode.

The driver took Gu Bei to a high-end office building. After negotiating with the landlord Magna had recommended, she secured a studio large enough to fit a three-bedroom apartment plus an even larger dance room. The monthly rent: 700,000 yuan, with a “one month rent, three months security” deposit.

Even Gu Bei, who lacked a business mind, felt the price was outrageously expensive. When she signed her name on the credit card slip, she nearly shed tears of regret.

However, nothing feels better than spending money. Gu Bei spent another 600,000 yuan furnishing the office and equipping the dance room. Only then did she realize the card balance was down to one-third.

Next, she had to spend money to recruit more members, package them, promote them…

Gu Bei’s face flushed; she stamped her feet in frustration, her light blue organza dress fluttering. She had asked for too little. If she had known, she would have asked for an 8 or 9-figure card. She was mortified by her lack of foresight.

On the other side, Shen Siying had just finished her work. She stood by the floor-to-ceiling window of her office, lit a thin cigarette, took a deep drag with a frown, and exhaled silver-white smoke. In her briefly empty mind, the image of Gu Bei asking for money surfaced.

Today’s Gu Bei wasn’t particularly annoying—different from before.

Gu Bei, holding the card, had smiled at her so sweetly. Like her pheromones, it was addictive, and Shen Siying found herself strangely preoccupied by it.

A barely perceptible smile touched Shen Siying’s lips until her secretary, Xiao Ye, pushed the door open. Only then did she realize she had drifted off thinking about someone she supposedly didn’t care about.

Returning to the villa, the butler helped Shen Siying off with her heels and into light gray slippers. A maid respectfully handed her a glass of warm water.

She hesitated for a moment, took the water, and had only one sip before remembering that Gu Bei used to do all these things. Having someone else do it today felt… unfamiliar.

Though she didn’t usually talk much to Gu Bei, the girl would always be busy fluttering around her, calling her “darling” in a cloying voice.

However, Gu Bei’s “President Shen” today was unexpectedly awkward.

“Where is Gu Bei?” Shen Siying asked coldly.

The butler followed behind her. “The Madam went out and hasn’t returned yet.”

Shen Siying remained expressionless, but her tone turned even colder: “Not back yet?”

Shen Siying’s temper was hard to gauge, but when she was angry, her powerful Alpha aura would turn the air in the house stagnant. To make work easier, all the servants, including the butler, were Betas. Although they couldn’t smell pheromones, they were still affected by a top-tier Alpha’s pressure, which could cause physical discomfort like dizziness or nausea.

Despite being with her for over a decade, it was the first time the butler had seen her with such an expression—like freezing ice emitting white mist, or a venomous snake flicking a terrifying tongue.

“Yes,” the butler replied.

Shen Siying’s pace faltered. “Who is she with?”

“That is not clear.”

Shen Siying didn’t blame him; unless there was an emergency, the butler couldn’t call to rush the Madam home.

Just as the two were about to say more, Gu Bei appeared on the long red carpet, dragging her exhausted body. Her legs were so numb she couldn’t feel the floor; she felt like if someone gave her a bed right now, she’d fall asleep instantly.

The butler hurried forward to meet her, leaving Shen Siying standing alone before a giant oil painting, her face dark.

“Madam, please do an ear canal cleaning.”

“Madam, please do an oral cleaning.”

“Madam, please do a nostril cleaning.”

“Wait, I draw the line at this!” After having an unnamed instrument poked into her nose, Gu Bei let out two unbearable sneezes. She covered her nose and glared at the gray-haired butler. “What are you doing?!”

“Madam, this is the ‘Entry Cleaning’ procedure,” the butler said with a stiff smile.

Gu Bei’s movement to scratch her nose wasn’t large, but it scared the maid holding the warm water. The girl flinched, lowering her head as water splashed onto the tray.

“What’s wrong with you?” Gu Bei looked at the maid in confusion.

The maid shook her head frantically. “Madam, the water spilled. I’ll go change it for you.”

Gu Bei caught her. “No need, I’m not thirsty.”

The maid looked even more terrified. Gu Bei suddenly remembered from the book: this was a fixed protocol for entering the Shen household. The water wasn’t for drinking; it was for rinsing her mouth. Furthermore, the “wicked female supporting character” would beat the servants whenever things didn’t go her way, sometimes leaving them disabled.

Without thinking, she took the cup and drank it. She wasn’t paying attention, choked on the water, and ended up coughing with tears and snot running down her face.

Gu Bei walked slowly into the living room and met Shen Siying’s unhappy gaze. Just as she was about to say hello, the other woman immediately looked away and headed upstairs without a backward glance.

The next day, Gu Bei remained incredibly busy. Because she knew nothing about the business, she worked even harder. She had found a direction to move in and tasted the joy of unprecedented freedom.

In the evening, Shen Siying was again the first to return. Looking at the empty house, her frown deepened. She took off her blazer, revealing slender collarbones. A gray-purple satin camisole dress draped over her lithe body; thanks to long-term fitness, she didn’t have a gram of fat.

She went straight to Gu Bei’s bedroom. The sheets were perfectly smooth, the bathrobe in the shower hung dry, and not a single hair was left on the vanity. What swept over her was the hollow silence of an empty room.

What kind of Omega stays out of the house all day?

Shen Siying summoned the butler, asked the same questions as yesterday, and received the same answers.

…The third day was the same.

The fourth day, identical.

On the fifth day of Gu Bei leaving early and returning late, Shen Siying sat quietly on the living room sofa, staring blankly at a laughing variety show on the TV. If looks could kill, the people in this house would have died several times over.

Her mind kept replaying the report Xiao Ye had given her that afternoon: Gu Bei was spending money like water. In record time, she had found two high-quality Alphas—both fair-skinned, beautiful, long-legged, with pleasant voices and bright eyes.

She couldn’t imagine what would happen with a seemingly soft, obedient Omega sharing a room with “predatory” Alphas. She didn’t want to imagine the way they looked at Gu Bei, or the tone Gu Bei used to respond to them. She feared Gu Bei would look at them the way she had looked at her when asking for money. What if she went into heat? What if… what if…

No. Absolutely not!

Shen Siying grabbed her blazer, stepped into her limited-edition heels, and practically charged out of the house. She was going to bring her Omega back, “dote” on her properly, and teach her the Laws of AO.

Half an hour later, in a CBD underground parking lot.

An exorbitantly expensive blood-red supercar appeared with a roaring engine. Its tires shrieked against the pavement as it screeched to a halt.

Shen Siying pushed the door open. Her long, pale legs made several male Alphas nearby freeze in their tracks. But as soon as their sensitive noses caught her Alpha pheromones, they all looked uncomfortable and backed away.

When she reached Gu Bei’s floor, she caught a faint scent in the air—a sweet milky candy smell. It was Gu Bei’s unique pheromone scent, one that Shen Siying “disliked”—an addictive scent.

Shen Siying frowned, showing her sensitivity to the Omega’s released pheromones. She walked to the door where the scent was strongest. On the light wood grain door, a piece of pink paper was crudely taped. It read: “Gu Bei Girl Group Studio.”

Shen Siying’s lip curled. She thought: Has this already-dim Omega turned completely stupid in just a few days?

She instinctively turned the handle, but the door was locked from the inside. She knocked lightly. No answer. Then, she pounded on the door. For a split second, she was afraid something had happened to her.

An Alpha’s strength is immense. She pounded shallow dents into the low-quality door. If she used more force, the door would surely fall apart. After pounding for a while with no reaction, Shen Siying wondered if Gu Bei had gone deaf.

Recalling Gu Bei’s past misdeeds, she worried even more that this ungrateful “white-eyed wolf” was currently handing her a “green hat” (cheating).

Just as she was about to pound even harder, the door opened.

Gu Bei pulled the wooden door open with one hand while rubbing her sleepy eyes with the other. Her bangs were parted messily in the middle, revealing a bit of her smooth forehead. Her nose was red, and her lips were pouting. This look was unfamiliar; Shen Siying didn’t think she had ever seen it before.

Shen Siying’s gaze caught a faint red line on Gu Bei’s right cheek. As if possessed, she suddenly reached out and cupped the girl’s face. “What happened here?”

Gu Bei heard the urgency and concern in her voice. “Oh, I fell asleep face-down on the desk. That’s probably just a crease from my clothes. Oh, and some fresh drool.”

Shen Siying silently withdrew her hand, refusing to say another word.