Be Quiet, This Scumbag Alpha Has The Gaokao - Chapter 2

Auntie Zhou came in something of a rush.

And it was not only her. No one in all of Huncheng had been able to contact Xu Ancheng for an entire night. This was an extremely serious matter. So many beautiful Omegas were waiting for her to choose from. The Burgundy wine she had ordered not long ago had just arrived, and originally, yesterday, she was supposed to host a tasting. There were also many small entrepreneurs urgently waiting to meet her, hoping that even the tiniest bit leaking through those fingers of hers, hollowed out by wine and women, would be enough to feed them well for years.

After finally confirming that she had actually gone home like an honest person, Auntie Zhou hurried over. On the way, she bought Xu Ancheng’s favorite sandwich. Thinking that Xu Ancheng must have spent the night with who-knew-which female companion again, she also casually packed a few bottles of kidney-tonifying medicinal liquor.

After entering the house, she stood frozen for a long while.

She had never imagined that Xu Ancheng would use the treadmill that had not been touched once since it was bought.

Xu Ancheng saw a capable-looking woman in her forties with neat, medium-short hair peeking in at her. Knowing that this was the sharp and efficient female housekeeper of the Xu family who was mainly responsible for taking care of Xu Ancheng, she said politely, “I’ll be done in a little over ten minutes. Please go ahead and handle other things first. Once I finish, I’ll take a shower. If you’re making lunch, please keep it light, low-oil and low-salt. Just prepare it like a fitness meal.”

Within twenty seconds, Auntie Zhou began to doubt everything in this world.

Xu Ancheng had never once said the word “please” to her in this life, much less used the respectful form of “you.” Auntie Zhou took a closer look. Beneath that superior young face, the drooping dark circles under her eyes were still very obvious. Only then did she set her heart at ease. It was just another sudden role-playing game from the Xu family princess.

Since childhood, Xu Ancheng had been selfish and unruly, exactly in line with the Xu family’s usual family style. She had endless methods for tormenting people. Who knew what madness had gotten into her today?

Just look at that weak, hollowed-out appearance. She must have gone wild plenty last night. Xu Ancheng was still that Xu Ancheng.

Of course, Xu Ancheng had not slept well all night. By the time she had finally found the hidden mood-enhancing switch and turned it off, it was already the second half of the night. Holding a great deal of anxiety about her extremely unclear future, she had a mess of chaotic dreams. In the dream, Su Jiu had blazing red lips and slapped her fiercely. It was not flirting. She was truly beating her, beating her until Xu Ancheng’s teeth scattered all over the floor.

She seemed to have been trapped by the nightmare. After waking, her head felt heavy and muddled, so she simply wandered around this large, more-than-two-hundred-square-meter flat.

A spacious living room with floor-to-ceiling windows and first-line river views. A large bedroom with multifunctional pleasure features. A bathroom with a huge constant-temperature bathtub. A fitness room with three or four pieces of equipment. A large study that no one ever visited. A fully equipped gaming room.

Xu Ancheng was a garbage person, and also a rich wastrel.

As someone so ordinary she could not be more ordinary, Xu Ancheng could not even imagine how great it must feel to be a wastrel.

Very quickly, she decided on her life plan. She had no intention of getting entangled with any protagonist connected to this book. There were far too many things waiting for her to do. She felt that she was not the slightest bit sleepy, and the injuries on her body seemed to heal all at once.

Xu Ancheng drank an entire bottle of mineral water in one go, went to the bathroom to check the wounds on her body, decided there was nothing seriously wrong, changed her clothes, and went to the gym to run. She had told Auntie Zhou she would run for a little over ten more minutes, but perhaps because she had developed beautiful hopes for the wastrel life that was about to come, she forcibly ran for another half hour.

After finishing, she drank half a bottle of water, then told Auntie Zhou that she needed a new phone and asked her to help buy one. After showering and cleaning herself up, she asked Auntie Zhou to help change her dressing. From beginning to end, her tone was very polite—so polite that Auntie Zhou could not get used to it at all.

Lunch was stir-fried shrimp with broccoli, pork rib and winter melon soup, and scrambled eggs with tomatoes. Auntie Zhou watched as Xu Ancheng ate most of the dishes with white rice. After eating, Xu Ancheng even remembered to shower Auntie Zhou with praise before asking her what arrangements came next.

“My arrangements mainly depend on you, Miss,” Auntie Zhou said cautiously.

Normally speaking, Xu Ancheng did not need her to make lunch at all. She ate all her meals outside every day and only brought girls home at night to fool around.

“Then please go back and rest. Just have the phone delivered,” Xu Ancheng said.

The phone was delivered right after lunch. Xu Ancheng put in her SIM card, then raised her eyes to look at Auntie Zhou. “Do you have anything else to do?”

That, instead, made Auntie Zhou seem awkward. So after reminding her to drink the medicinal liquor on time and not ruin her waist just because she was young, Auntie Zhou left.

Her job duties did not depend on whether her employer sought her out. So when she came to Xu Ancheng’s home the next morning, Xu Ancheng was still exercising on the treadmill. The house was clean and tidy. There were no more wine bottles all over the floor. There were no longer cigarette butts in the ashtray—the ashtray itself had already been thrown away by Xu Ancheng. And in the bedroom, there was no longer an odor that would make even a Beta frown. There were only clean Alpha pheromones.

After a long time, Auntie Zhou once again smelled the lemon-orange pheromones that belonged to Xu Ancheng, like an air freshener old-fashioned people might place in a dry sunroom. The last time she had smelled such clean pheromones on Xu Ancheng was when Xu Ancheng had just differentiated as an adolescent girl.

“If you will often be eating at home from now on, Miss, I’ll arrange for a chef to come cook at fixed times. As for the cleaning auntie, you can decide what time would suit you best for her to come each day.”

Xu Ancheng gladly accepted. She asked for the chef to come make lunch and dinner, and for the cleaning auntie to come at nine every morning. She would make breakfast herself. After breakfast, she would run, then shower. By the time she was done with all that, the auntie should have almost finished tidying up the house too. After that would come what she especially loved: comfortable time at home. Once she had stayed home enough, she could go out and browse the supermarket. Right now, she had money. Whatever she wanted to buy, she could buy.

“Do I have enough suppressants? I don’t really understand these things,” Xu Ancheng asked.

Auntie Zhou’s confusion had already piled up into a mountain. Thinking carefully about the reason Xu Ancheng would ask such a thing, she figured it was probably because her young mistress had indeed stopped messing around with Omegas recently, so she had begun to worry about suppressants.

Auntie Zhou told her not to worry. More than enough suppressants had already been prepared in the refrigerated cabinet. Xu Ancheng had never used them before; her rut periods had always been resolved through different Omegas.

Looking at it this way, the fitness room no one had ever used had already been put into use. Although who knew how long she would persist, those suppressants, visibly enough, seemed likely to be used too. The young mistress seemed to have started changing, though it was hard to say whether this was another one of her nasty jokes or just a moment of novelty.

When Auntie Zhou came to Xu Ancheng’s home again, she was certain that her young mistress had suffered some kind of shock.

The expensive Alpha-specific erotic bed had been replaced. The full-house sound system that came with it—the speakers could even cover the entire home—had all been dismantled. Those objects with obvious vulgar taste had been thrown out cleanly. Even the interior decoration style had changed. There had not been any huge renovation, but every piece of furniture that could be replaced had been replaced. The style now leaned dark American. The sofa background wall had become an entire dark walnut book wall, and the soft furnishings had been changed into comfortable, understated shades of dark and light gray.

When Auntie Zhou entered, she saw that the living room was clean and warm. A fireplace with shifting light and shadow flickered with firelight. Xu Ancheng was sitting cross-legged on the soft carpet, cheerfully unpacking boxes and boxes of books.

“I’ll find someone to tidy these up. You don’t need to do it yourself,” Auntie Zhou said, about to make a phone call.

Xu Ancheng stopped her with two quick “hey, hey” sounds. “No. I have to do this myself.”

Unpacking books, arranging books, creating a book wall that belonged to her—only she herself knew how many years she had dreamed of this. There was no way she would hand this experience over to someone else.

While Xu Ancheng was happily enjoying the wastrel life and throwing herself into it with tireless enthusiasm, the bar business that belonged to her was still flourishing, and her friends had exploded into chaos.

“You can’t reach her?”

“We can reach her. She replied to my WeChat.”

“What did she reply?”

“A question mark. I told her I’d already arranged for the Omega she liked last time, and that she’d drink with us tonight.”

“And then?” The person waiting was very impatient.

This group of people had never understood what patience meant. The things they wanted were usually obtained immediately. Even if they could not get the physical thing, they would at least receive enough emotional value.

“Then she replied with a period. Did she get hit stupid by that car?”

“I heard last time that she was going to get engaged? To that Su Jiu she’s been going on about for years?”

Everyone let out teasing laughter.

She was only a short-drama actress. She had just become popular from a few dramas, and what she earned probably was not even as much as this bar. Yet she insisted on having backbone and had always given Xu Ancheng the cold shoulder no matter how Xu Ancheng pursued her. Xu Ancheng had probably eaten too many mixed flavors and now specifically liked the ones who looked down on her.

“Who even knows how many directors she’s followed? You’re not unaware of how wildly those Omegas in the entertainment industry play every night.”

The female bartender toyed with a cocktail shaker using her slender fingers, lowering her eyes as she listened to those utterly unoriginal filthy words. A few hours later, she handed over every audio recording.

Expressionlessly, Su Jiu listened to the recordings, quickly extracted the useful audio clips, labeled them, and saved them.

She tapped the name “Zhou Guangyao” written in her notebook. “Since you like saying she followed directors so much, I’ll let you have a taste of a sixty-year-old director yourself.”

A minor character who existed purely to disgust people, and also one inconspicuous link among many in the chain.

Su Jiu’s recent actions had been tending toward restraint. She still did not know whether the changes before her eyes had completely slipped out of her control. In that case, she might as well test the blade on this foul-mouthed one.

As for Xu Ancheng, who had disappeared from among these rotten people—

Su Jiu not having time to bother with her for now did not mean she would let her go.

Father Xu was still staring at her with the eyes of someone appraising goods, coercing her into discussing the details of their wedding as though they were discussing a stock. The leverage needed to bring down the Xu family was far from mature, and setting up the layout early would not instantly produce results as though she had been injected with chicken blood. She was still meat on someone else’s chopping board.

The flesh of a venomous snake—so many people thought it would be a great tonic. In reality, it depended on whether they had the fortune to swallow it.

Su Jiu admired the spirit-snake bracelet on her wrist. Today, with this present situation still unresolved, she drank a glass of whiskey and answered a phone call.

The female bartender was named Li Zhan. She was a Beta. Her family had been poor since childhood, and she had been sent to the Shaolin Temple to practice martial arts for many years. She had tested into the Criminal Police Academy with outstanding results, but because her family remained in debt, she could not continue university and had to suspend her studies. Every day, she worked eighteen hours.

A few months ago, Su Jiu had appeared at the back door of the nightclub where Li Zhan worked. Seeing Li Zhan, who had long been sleep-deprived and malnourished, Su Jiu handed her a business card and asked if she had half an hour. She wanted to treat her to a bowl of beef noodles.

“Who is it?” Because Su Jiu was going up against many powerful local people, Li Zhan was always very alert.

“An audition notice.” Su Jiu smiled. Seeing Li Zhan’s expression, she added with a smile, “It’s a good thing. Once I make money, I’ll support you.”

Li Zhan’s ears turned red. “You’re always like this.”

In her previous life, Su Jiu had played too many nation-toppling demon consorts and venomous beauties. The things she did in ordinary life were not much different either. Words that seduced people came to her the moment she opened her mouth, and it had already become habit.

Su Jiu stopped teasing Li Zhan, relaxed her body, and enjoyed the alcohol along with the music.

Having lived one life over again, of course she would live with even more ease and skill. Everyone who blocked her way would become her stepping stone.

Xu Ancheng, who was still unpacking books, received a phone call.

She had been extremely slow about the matter of assembling her bookcase: choosing books, buying books, waiting for them to be delivered, unpacking them bit by bit, planning the position of every book on the shelf. She was far too immersed in this enjoyment. So much so that these past few days, aside from exercising and watching movies, she had only done this one thing.

Auntie Zhou could not hold back and told Xu Ancheng’s parents about all this. As a result, today, her mother came to her home for the first time in ages. Before Xu Ancheng could react, her mother had already hugged her with overflowing happiness.

“I knew you weren’t a very bad child.” When her mother said this, tears even fell from her eyes. “Auntie Zhou said you don’t smoke or drink now, and you don’t mess around with those people anymore either. Mom has prayed for this day for who knows how long. It must be the Buddha showing his power. Baby, tomorrow you have to come with me to fulfill the vow.”

Baby did not really want to go.

But this mother she had never met before was actually a great beauty. Her eyes always held sorrow. She chatted with Xu Ancheng for a long time before leaving in satisfaction. Xu Ancheng judged that she was a timid, gentle woman with shockingly correct moral values.

When she had been writing the book, she had only forcefully portrayed Xu Ancheng and Father Xu as garbage.

Cannon fodder did not deserve a rich growth arc. She had not given Xu Ancheng any excuses, and naturally, she had never thought about what kind of person Xu Ancheng’s mother was. She admitted her own oversight. Today, she understood more clearly than anyone that the characters under her pen had long since developed their own consciousness and growth. As the author, she could no longer boast shamelessly, because that would only make her seem one-sided and false.

Xu Ancheng had created a false story. Only after truly entering this world did she discover that every person in the story was real.

She had already decided to abandon the arrogance of being the author and get to know every person all over again.

For example, her mother.

Early the next morning, Xu Ancheng dug out an expensive set of outdoor sportswear and drove a BMW 7 Series—the most low-key car she could find—to the Xu family villa.

Her mother was dressed beautifully and elegantly like a wealthy madam. When she came out and saw Xu Ancheng, she was genuinely surprised. “Why aren’t you getting out?”

“Aren’t we going to the temple? Just get in my car.”

“That road is so narrow. I absolutely don’t trust you to drive.” Her mother turned pale with fright.

Xu Ancheng scratched her cheek. “How is it narrow? It’s all expressways and national roads. There’s only one short section of provincial road, and two cars can still pass side by side there.”

The main reason was that if they had a driver, she and her mother would sit together in the back seat. She was not very good at facing a stranger as her mother, so it would be a little awkward.

She said, “Let’s go. How about treating it as me taking you out for a self-drive trip?”

She very quickly regretted saying that sentence.

Because her beautiful, dignified mother suddenly began crying again right at the gate of their own villa, frightening Xu Ancheng so badly that she did not know what to do with her hands or feet.