After Transmigrating into a Scumbag Alpha, I Became the Female Lead's White Moonlight (GL) - Chapter 18

Looking on the bright side, the System shouldn’t be so easily angered to death. It was probably just driven crazy.

No matter how Chi Huan called out, all she heard was the echo of “shh,” “psst,” and “whoosh.”

Chi Huan collapsed onto the sofa, slowly opened her takeout app, and ordered a fried chicken meal, vowing to eat her fill before the System abandoned her.

Fried chicken with cola—wasn’t that double the happiness? She’d rather be a well-fed ghost!

Having sorted out the major life issue, she tossed the phone aside and continued to drift off into space.

Half an hour later, the doorbell rang. Chi Huan ran to open the door.

“…”

“Hi! Boss, I’m here for work!” The delivery rider held up a plastic bag with a cheerful smile, looking at Chi Huan. “I quit a little late and accidentally picked up one more order. I looked, and Aiya, isn’t this my new boss? I rushed it over on my flaming wheels! Isn’t that a coincidence?”

Coincidence. Choc-le (a brand name) isn’t this much of a coincidence.

Chi Huan stepped aside to let him in, sat down at the table, tore open the packaging, and started gnawing on a drumstick. She mumbled indistinctly: “Did you eat? Join me, ducky!”

“No, no, no.” The rider quickly waved his hands.

“Why so polite?” Chi Huan asked, chewing on the drumstick in confusion.

“It’s not politeness, it’s not politeness. I just…”

The rider’s words were cut off by Chi Huan. She picked up the clean bone, sucked on it twice, and asked: “You said earlier…”

She opened her mouth, slightly uncertain: “Lu You… cried?”

“Lu You? The boss’s wife is called Lu You. That’s a beautiful name!” After loudly flattering her, the rider got down to business. “Yes, she did. Her eyes were red. She was so touched.”

Chi Huan felt a little uneasy. The rider immediately dropped another bombshell: “And that caviar and ginseng. Taking down the wife and the in-laws all at once! I can only say that’s genius!”

“…?” Chi Huan was confused. “What caviar and ginseng?”

“The stuff packed inside the tea-braised egg and the fried dough stick, what else?”

Chi Huan stared blankly at the rider.

The rider stared back at Chi Huan, full of admiration.

“Wh… what’s wrong?” After a while, the rider finally noticed something was off, looking confused.

What’s wrong?

Chi Huan put down the drumstick, jumped up from the table, and, as if her Du and Ren channels (in martial arts theory) had been unblocked, flew back to the bedroom using legendary lightness techniques. Her movements were incredibly agile.

Half a minute later, the sound of a heavy object falling reached the living room.

“Holy shit! Boss? Boss, are you okay?”

The rider was startled and jumped in place, but stopped at the door.

Although the boss was an Alpha, she was still a girl. As a Beta, the rider hesitated.

Before he could make up his mind, a heart-wrenching wail came from inside the room—

“Aww!!!”

The sound was so shrill it made the rider shiver.

“What’s wrong?” he asked loudly. “Boss, are you alright?”

Chi Huan sat on the floor, picked up her phone, and with trembling hands, opened the takeout app again to confirm.

Braised Egg 360… 0!

Fried Dough Stick 600… 00!

What kind of absolute glaucoma did she have to see such a long string of zeros as 360 and 600!!!

If the delivery rider hadn’t told her what was inside the braised egg and fried dough stick, she wouldn’t have realized she was on the verge of bankruptcy!

Wuwuwu…

—”Boss, are you alright?”

Chi Huan came to her senses and spoke gloomily: “I’m not your boss anymore. I’m bankrupt. Since we had a working relationship, I won’t drag you down. Go find your own future!”

The rider was horrified: “No, Boss! You can’t do this to me!”

Chi Huan wiped her tears: “I’m sorry. Your boss can’t help it.”

“I’m a pure, innocent boy! You can’t just abandon me!” The rider covered his chest with both hands, shaking his head violently. “You should know, a boy’s innocence is the most important thing!”

“Hmph! Nonsense! You were clearly already working for Meituan before me!” Chi Huan jumped up in anger.

“But in my heart, you are my first boss!” The rider stood his ground. “What is Meituan? Only you are the boss I acknowledge!”

He sniffled tearfully: “Or are you rejecting me because I worked for Meituan and I’m ‘not clean’ anymore?”

“Of course not!” Touched by his sincerity, Chi Huan was moved. “We only became employer and employee for one day, yet your loyalty is so profound! Who says contemporary young people are a lost generation? The most sincere and earnest are the young people!”

She came out the door, tears in her eyes, saying emotionally: “Little…”

Little what was his name…

She pulled out her phone, checked the rider’s name, and continued emotionally: “Little Wu, from now on, you are my trusted confidante! If I, Chi Huan, have a bite to eat, you will have a bite to eat!”

“Mmm! I believe you!” Little Wu Tong nodded firmly. “So, Boss, is your house big? Are you scared living alone? If you are scared…”

“It’s not big, and I’m not scared. Get lost!” Chi Huan quickly stopped crying, her face slack. “Go find your third spring in life.”

“Alrighty!” The rider put on his helmet, smiling widely. “Then goodbye, former boss. I’m returning to my former former boss’s embrace.”

His decisiveness made Chi Huan’s mouth twitch: “…I was the only boss you acknowledged?”

“As the saying goes, ‘Love the work you do, love the boss you work for.’ I can’t be working for you while my heart is with Meituan,” he said cheekily. “That’s professional ethics!”

“…”

“Oh, right, Boss,” the rider remembered something before leaving, poking his head back through the door. “Since we had a working relationship, let me tell you a secret.”

Chi Huan: “What?”

“Come closer. I have to tell you quietly,” the rider looked around cautiously and made a gesture. “This is a big secret concerning the whole world, and it can’t be leaked!”

Chi Huan’s curiosity was piqued. She leaned closer, only to hear him whisper: “Don’t order fried chicken from that shop again.”

“Why?” Chi Huan asked.

In an instant, countless news headlines flashed through her mind—

#Black-Hearted Factory Uses Hormones to Accelerate Chicken Growth, One Chicken Found to Have Twelve Wings!#

#The Ingredients for the Fried Chicken with Ten Thousand Monthly Sales is Actually This!#

#Men Silence, Women Weep: Chaoyang Daily Takes You Inside the Kitchen of a Black-Hearted Workshop#

“Oh, don’t say it! I still have half a box left! No, that’s not the point! The point is I’ve already eaten half a box!” Chi Huan thought.

But she didn’t want to show her fear, waving her hand casually: “We are all post-Element-Table generations who get knocked over easily, so why would I be afraid of a little black market workshop?”

“No, Boss! Their fried chicken isn’t professional at all!”

Unprofessional! Does that mean their equipment? The kitchen is never cleaned? Pale frozen chickens piled on the floor? Sewage everywhere?

Chi Huan’s imagination made her nauseous.

“S-…” Forget it. You don’t have to say it.

Chi Huan wanted to stop him from continuing.

She was going to vomit if she heard anymore.

“Their fried chicken…” The rider’s voice was urgent. Seeing Chi Huan still unmoved, he stamped his foot in anxiety. “It’s not even their main business!”

“Huh?”

The rider spoke with the tone of someone who had uncovered a major secret: “When I went, I saw another takeout order slip. Forget about the fried chicken. Their main business is actually damn cakes! The fried chicken is just a side gig they sell for fun!”

Chi Huan said weakly: “…Huh?”

“Do you know what the most infuriating thing is? The cake order slip actually clearly had a note: ‘Happy Birthday to my dearest Mu Yi, love, your ch.’” The rider was indignant. “My boss sent matsutake and ginseng and caviar and didn’t brag! Why is she showing off?!”

Chi Huan didn’t get his point of anger. She unmovedly moved her heavy, completely unresponsive head—which held the secret of the world—back into place.

Expressionlessly: “Oh.”

She thought it was a big deal.

Why should I care if other people show affection? I can’t show affection.

My wife ran away and is about to become someone else’s wife. Why should I care about showing off?

Flaunt away, flaunt away. Couples who show off break up fast.

She mercilessly closed the door: “Goodbye then. Have a pleasant day.”

Having seen off the comedic rider, Chi Huan squatted on the bed, sighing dramatically.

She was truly broke.

Chi Huan had inventoried her assets when she was discharged.

Ignoring the real estate for a moment, her savings were pathetic. It was embarrassing to even mention it, ruining her image as a rich second generation!

Adding insult to injury, before she was discharged, Rong Qing had frozen her cards under the ridiculous pretense of, “To prevent you from getting confused again and wasting money on outsiders, I’m stopping your allowance.”

“Chi Huan” was used to being extravagant and had almost no savings. Cutting off her credit cards was like cutting off her lifeblood.

Now…

Chi Huan checked her bank balance: hundreds, tens, ones…

Two hundred fifty.

The bank balance mercilessly mocked her.

“This is too much bullying!”

Chi Huan angrily threw her phone. It rolled a few times, hit the corner of the table, and—crack!

Chi Huan: “…”

Picking up the phone with faint hope, Chi Huan pouted.

Sure enough, it cracked.

Is her luck really 30 and not 3? Why is it so terrible?

Each generation of modern industrial products boasts more advanced features than the last, but their protective capability gets worse with each iteration.

Thinking back to the early Nokia, renowned for cracking walnuts and being thrown to kill armed bandits, current phones are like hothouse flowers—excessively delicate!

She managed to power it on. Looking at the flickering screen, Chi Huan quickly called Rong Qing.

“Hello? Mommy, are you there?”

Chairwoman Rong’s hand trembled. What the hell is this?

“Mommy, I missed you so much while you were away. I missed you so much I couldn’t eat, I couldn’t sleep soundly, and even my farts are shaped like I love you—when are you coming back, ducky?”

Chairwoman Rong had weathered major storms her entire life. Even when her in-laws and her own mother ganged up to force her to hand over the Chi Group’s authority, she hadn’t experienced such an intense emotional reaction.

She held the phone, afraid to speak.

“Hello? Mommy? Are you listening? Answer me, ducky! Your little Huanhuan can’t hear your voice!”

“You…” Rong Qing gritted her teeth, forcing her voice to remain steady as she asked, “How much money do you need to let the person go?”