The Cannon Fodder Female Supporting Character Alpha Decides to Go On Strike (GL) - Chapter 10

The exterior of the Shen family estate in the suburbs resembled a classical Western castle, with every detail and decoration lavish and grand.

Su Li was a second-generation wealthy heir herself, but seeing a residence like this still left her constantly in awe—the Shen family truly had immense wealth and power.

She couldn’t help but fantasize about being taken care of by her CEO wife in the future. Just as her face was heating up, a soccer ball unexpectedly hit the ground near her feet.

“Ah—” Wearing high heels and completely unprepared, Su Li nearly stumbled due to the sudden impact. Fortunately, she managed to steady herself by grabbing the nearby wall.

Shen Mo’s brow immediately furrowed. She looked at the culprit and scolded: “Shen Mingzhu, take your things and go back to your room!”

To their front-left, a chubby boy who looked about ten years old rolled his eyes at them: “I didn’t do it on purpose. Why were you two standing there?”

“It’s okay, it’s okay,” Su Li quickly intervened. “I’m fine.”

As it was her first visit to the Shen household, she didn’t want to leave a bad impression on anyone, so she looked at Shen Mo and asked: “Who is this child?”

“…” Shen Mo paused for two seconds. “Shen Mingzhu.”

Su Li rubbed her nose: “I meant, is he your…”

“Hmph, I’m the future head of the Shen family!” The little boy puffed out his stomach, looking at her proudly.

He commanded: “Hey, you, go fetch the ball for me.”

Su Li smiled, squatted down, picked up the ball, and walked toward the little boy.

She considered her manners to be impeccable: “Here you go, I’m returning your ball. Be careful when you kick the ball in the future.”

“Tch!” The little boy rolled his eyes impatiently. “Mind your own business.”

He suddenly mumbled: “How did I kick it crookedly just now…” With that, he hugged the ball and ran off, disappearing around the corner.

Su Li returned to Shen Mo’s side, wiping away non-existent cold sweat from her forehead: “Phew, kids at this age are truly energetic.”

Shen Mo: “He’s not good news. You should stay away from him.”

Su Li blinked twice: “Is he your… younger brother?”

“Something like that,” Shen Mo nodded slightly, leading her further inside.

The corridor leading to the living room was covered with thick, deep-red carpet; one could walk on it without making a sound. The lights were off in the castle during the day, and the light streaming in from the tall windows made the atmosphere strangely oppressive.

Passing a suit of armor, Su Li curiously turned her head to look, and without warning, that soccer ball flew towards the two of them again.

But this time, it was aimed directly at Shen Mo, who was next to her.

Su Li reacted quickly, supporting Shen Mo as she stepped to the side. The ball violently slammed against the wall, making a loud thud.

She looked at Shen Mo in her arms with lingering fear: “Are you okay? You weren’t hurt, were you?”

Shen Mo lowered her head, slowly shaking it.

Su Li turned her head and saw the little fat boy, Shen Mingzhu, revealing half his face not far away, smiling sinisterly at them.

In contrast, looking at Shen Mo in her arms, although her expression was unclear, one could imagine how helpless a fragile Omega must feel encountering such malice.

“Hey!” The little fat boy shouted at her again, “Fetch the ball for me, you bastard.”

His tone was so natural, as if Su Li were his servant.

Su Li was so angry she laughed instead.

She reassuringly patted Shen Mo’s shoulder, picked up the ball from the ground, and walked toward the little boy.

But this time, when the boy reached out to take it, she deliberately raised her hand high.

“What are you doing?” The little boy looked up at her, angry.

Su Li curled her lips into a cold smile: “Catch this.”

She slammed the ball against the wall in the opposite direction. The force of the impact quickly made the ball bounce back, and it accurately struck the little boy right on the forehead.

“Ouch—” The little boy immediately collapsed, and the next moment, he clutched his head and wailed loudly.

Su Li half-squatted down to enjoy his pathetic display.

“Fun, isn’t it?”

The boy thrashed and rolled on the ground, cursing and shouting obscenities like “bitch” and “thief” as he cried.

Su Li found this strange.

Her deliberate retaliation against the brat could, at most, be considered bullying the younger. The insults the other party used shouldn’t involve such strange words.

Footsteps sounded behind her. Su Li turned and saw Shen Mo had come to her side.

In that instant, a flash of insight struck her, and she stood up, her face darkening.

“Has he always been like this?” she asked Shen Mo.

Shen Mo lowered her eyelids and tugged at her sleeve: “Let’s go inside.”

The boy’s crying attracted a heavily made-up noblewoman, who blocked their way to the living room.

“Mingzhu? Oh dear, what happened?!”

With a backup, the little boy’s demeanor became even more arrogant.

He pointed at Su Li: “Mom! The bitch’s friend hit me with a ball! Help me beat her up hard! Beat her to death!”

If before it was only a guess, the five words “the bitch’s friend” made Su Li’s mind go blank.

She looked at Shen Mo beside her, feeling that the slight frown and tightly pressed lips on the other woman’s face spelled out the word vulnerability—Heavens, what a resilient, innocent little white flower, enduring humiliation and striving for self-improvement!

She couldn’t help but start fabricating Shen Mo’s life story.

Inside the gloomy castle, poor Shen Mo, without reliance since childhood, was enslaved and insulted like Cinderella by her wicked stepmother. Every day, she had to clean the carpets in the corridor three times and wipe clean all the windows and stoves just to get half a sweet potato for dinner.

The long-term hard labor left her dress perpetually covered in dust, making her look messy every day.

“Hmm?” Shen Mo, who was wearing a blazer worth 620,000 yuan, noticed the strange look in Su Li’s eyes and looked at her suspiciously.

Su Li was already convinced of her own conjecture and wiped the corner of her eye: “You are so pitiful…”

Shen Mo: “???”

“This is your sister’s fiancée,” the noblewoman pulled the crying little fat boy up, speaking sarcastically. “She has your sister covering for her, so even I can’t deal with her.

“You should learn to be polite to them, or your sister might take revenge on the two of us later.”

The little boy clenched his fist: “She wouldn’t dare?!”

“Try me?” Su Li turned, poking him several times on the forehead with her finger. “Do you believe I can take you out right now? Huh?”

The noblewoman turned pale with fright.

But as an Omega, she couldn’t fight Su Li. She could only shield the little boy and back away: “What are you doing? What is this all about?”

She looked at Shen Mo and shrieked: “There’s no justice, Shen Mo! Did you deliberately bring a trashy female Alpha home to bully me and your brother?!”

“Yes, I did!” Su Li bared her teeth at her. “I’m trashy, and I’m narrow-minded, and I bite when I get provoked!”

She bent down, grabbed the little boy’s face and tugged at it, terrifying him into not moving a muscle: “Now, I’m giving you three seconds to apologize to Shen Mo, or I’ll tear your face off!”

“Ah—”

The woman shrieked, calling out for “Security! Security!”

The little boy, streaming tears and snot, stammered to Su Li: “S-Sorry.”

Su Li was not satisfied. She tugged his face to make him look at Shen Mo: “You hit her with the ball, not me. Apologize to her!”

“I’m sorry, wuwu.” The little boy was drooling. “I’m, I’m sorry. I was wrong.”

Su Li finally released him with satisfaction, and as an afterthought, elegantly wiped the fingers that had pinched him on his collar.

The noblewoman glared at her fiercely, then turned and fled with the little boy. The security personnel who had been alerted also retreated in an orderly manner under Shen Mo’s gaze.

Back to being alone with Shen Mo, Su Li finally realized that her behavior was somewhat rude.

She coughed and walked over to Shen Mo: “I’m sorry.”

“Why are you apologizing?” Shen Mo looked up at her, a clear hint of amusement hidden in her eyes.

“I didn’t discuss it with you, I just jumped in and disciplined that brat,” Su Li rubbed the bridge of her nose. “Was I too impulsive?”

“No,” Shen Mo raised her hand. Perhaps realizing it would be difficult to pat her head, her palm instead rested on Su Li’s ear.

She gently rubbed Su Li’s earlobe, praising her: “You did very well.”

Su Li’s face burned like fire. She wished she could instantly grow a tail and wag it frantically at Shen Mo.

She declared that, from this moment on, she was Shen Mo’s dog!

She would bite anyone Shen Mo pointed at!