When the Top Chef Transmigrated into a Scum Alpha (GL) - Chapter 1

“We interrupt with an announcement…”

“Flight FJK1547 has encountered severe convective weather, causing… our captain has thirty years of flying experience, please rest assured, passengers…”

The flight attendant’s voice was gentle and composed, possessing a calming magic.

Having such a professional person handle the emergency situation clearly had an effect, and the passengers, who had been panicking, were slightly more settled.

A man wearing glasses in his seat started offering some educational facts: “Convective weather is quite common during flight. Everyone, there’s no need to be afraid. I’ve taken this flight many times, it will definitely land safely.”

He appeared stable, but secretly gripped the safety belt in front of him tightly, his true psychological state not as calm as he presented.

Shang Wumian looked outside the cabin window, seeing only deep darkness, and a hint of worry surfaced in her eyes.

…Will we be safe?

She lowered her gaze slightly, silently concealing the hidden anxiety in her heart.

I hope so.

The village doctor was currently giving instructions to the host of the house regarding the patient’s medication.

He routinely wrote down the names of the few doses of medicine he brought, then set down his pen, tore off strips of paper to label them for easy distinction: “This new decoction I’ve prescribed today is to be taken after she wakes up, three times a day, one dose each time…”

Lin Qingwan’s eyes were cool and indifferent, and it was hard to tell if she took the doctor’s advice to heart. She simply took out a few coins for payment and handed them to the old physician.

She nodded slightly in acknowledgment, saying politely, “Thank you for your trouble.”

The old doctor stroked his slightly gray beard, packed up his medical kit, and replied, “It’s no trouble, it’s what I should do. When she wakes up, remember to have her take the medicine on time.”

Before leaving, he seemed to sigh and say, “A Qianyuan (Alpha)’s constitution should be quite robust, she should recover quickly.”

After watching him leave, Lin Qingwan looked at the few doses of medicine on the table, and her gaze abruptly deepened.

Yes, quite robust. The blow she delivered didn’t manage to kill the person directly. The scumbag was simply lucky to be alive.

At the same time, inside the guest room, a little girl with a pink headband sat on a low wooden stool, looking curiously at the person sleeping on the couch.

She rested her chin in her hands, blinking, and appeared to be lost in thought.

The person lying on the couch was, strictly speaking, a savior to her and her Sister Qingwan.

Two days ago, there was a fire in the village, and she and Sister Qingwan happened to be trapped inside. It was this person—this Jiejie (older sister)—who rushed in to save them.

She didn’t know why, but in the end, it was Sister Qingwan who dragged her out. At the time, the other person’s head was still bleeding, which looked quite scary.

When they first brought her home, her face was covered in soot, but after wiping it clean, she looked quite pretty.

A-Fu had always been fond of attractive people, so she changed her posture and continued to stare. Hearing a sound at the door, she didn’t need to look back to know it was Lin Qingwan entering.

Lin Qingwan glanced toward the couch, subtly frowning, and said casually, “A-Fu, why are you staring at her… Come over and eat some fruit.”

A-Fu was full of curiosity, and since Shang Wumian was the one who carried her out of the fire, she had a good impression.

A-Fu giggled, no longer resting her chin, and pointed at the person on the couch, saying, “Sister Qingwan, this Jiejie seems to be waking up.”

She had just seen it; the person’s eyelashes had trembled slightly. It was a tiny change, but she was watching closely.

Lin Qingwan’s hand, which was arranging the fruit on the table, paused slightly. She replied with an ambiguous, “Is that so…”

In the end, she still woke up.

Shang Wumian opened her eyes and realized that her current state was very bad.

It could be bad in this way, or bad in that way.

Her head felt heavy and dizzy. She instinctively raised a hand to touch her injured head and lay there for a while trying to make sense of things.

She tried to recall for a moment, and finally remembered that she had been invited to participate in the triennial International Food Tasting Competition. First, her flight was delayed, and then, three hours after takeoff, it encountered severe turbulence, causing the fuselage to shake violently.

Perhaps because of the injury, the events that followed were vague. Shang Wumian only remembered her head hitting something hard at the time. Then, she arrived here.

Here… where is here?

Looking at the surroundings, and the clothes she was wearing… this was definitely not the modern era she was familiar with.

Shang Wumian’s head started to hurt again, and she realized she also had many injuries on her body.

Oh, right, I think I was being a good Samaritan at a fire scene.

But why does her head hurt so much? Shang Wumian couldn’t remember hurting her head. After trying hard to recall without success, she looked confused.

“Sister Qingwan, see? I was right, she really woke up!” The little girl didn’t seem to care much about the other’s reaction, only cheering in surprise.

“A-Fu, quiet down.” The slightly calmer female voice was also a little cold. “She just woke up, don’t disturb her.”

In reality, Lin Qingwan didn’t care if she disturbed Shang Wumian, but she disliked noise, so she just found a ready excuse to persuade A-Fu.

A-Fu reluctantly said, “Oh, I know.” Then she returned to staring unblinkingly at the person on the couch.

To be precise, she was looking at the person’s eyes.

She had already openly stared at the person’s face for a long time while Shang Wumian was asleep, but she hadn’t seen those eyes opened.

Looking left and right, the little girl came to a conclusion: This person is really good-looking. Sister Qingwan is also good-looking.

A-Fu mused. This person is a Qianyuan (Alpha), and Sister Qingwan is a Kunze (Omega)…

Tapping her clever little head, her eyes lit up: A perfect match!

A-Fu’s gaze toward Shang Wumian became even more eager.

Shang Wumian was puzzled, Shang Wumian was slightly socially awkward, Shang Wumian’s eyes darted away…

In her entire life, she had never been watched with such eagerness.

A-Fu blinked: Aha, now I don’t even have to ask. With such a thin skin, she definitely doesn’t have a partner.

Shang Wumian still didn’t realize her potential marriage had been targeted, she simply voiced that she was thirsty.

I want water so badly. Preferably a glass of coke, with ice…

Naturally, there was no coke.

Lin Qingwan simply scooped a bowl of cool water for Shang Wumian and offered it to her.

After drinking it, her dry throat felt much better.

Now, her thoughts were much clearer.

Shang Wumian was silent for a while, thinking of the delayed flight, and the violently shaking wing.

And her face, which she hoped hadn’t been smashed.

No, actually, what she most regretted was the Food Tasting Competition where she was invited to be a judge.

What a pity. She’d already prepared the headlines for the entertainment reporters: Top Chef Shang Wumian, who held multiple honorary titles such as Golden Plate Chef, Best Innovative Dish Researcher, and Culinary Golden Finger for many years, had her career cut short by a flight accident.

A sad, lamentable, pathetic thing.

Lin Qingwan took the empty bowl Shang Wumian handed back, and spoke her first words to the other person: “Thank you for saving me and A-Fu.”

Shang Wumian blinked. Saving people?

Hmm… she did instinctively play the hero when she hadn’t even figured out the situation yet.

Shang Wumian looked at her injured leg, vaguely recalling that she was hit by a falling wooden beam when she turned back to save someone again.

But she didn’t know how she suddenly lost consciousness later, perhaps… her head was also hit?

Lin Qingwan continued, “I think your injury is not serious…”

Shang Wumian blinked again, clearly still processing the sudden turn in the conversation.

Huh? My, my injury is not serious?

Look at her head, then look at her leg? Friend, does your conscience not hurt?

“If you feel better, please leave early,” Lin Qingwan’s voice was pleasant, but her words were heartless.

This was clearly a blatant eviction notice.

Shang Wumian was filled with disbelief: In her modern words, this situation should accurately be called ‘kicking down the ladder after crossing the river’.

But Lin Qingwan was clearly not joking.

Though her face was expressionless, the emotion in her eyes told Shang Wumian that she was serious.

Shang Wumian opened her mouth slightly, wanting to say something, but consciously shut it again.

Leaving is something she should do, and will eventually do, but right now she knows no one, and doesn’t know where this place even is…

A-Fu was also stunned: “Sister Qingwan! She’s our benefactor, why are you rushing her to leave so soon?”

…Qingwan?

“Lin…” Shang Wumian subconsciously blurted out.

A-Fu was close and sharp-eared, and her eyes widened: “How do you know my Sister Qingwan’s surname?”

Even Lin Qingwan gave her a longer look, making Shang Wumian feel inexplicably chilled.

“Could you temporarily take me in for a few days?” Shang Wumian seamlessly changed her plea, without changing her expression or heart rate. “At least in return for saving you both, let me recover from my injuries for a few days…”

When Shang Wumian struggled to save Lin Qingwan, she was tripped by something, and her leg truly hurt badly.

But at the time, her mind only thought that a human life was at stake and could not be ignored. She gritted her teeth and carried the person out.

Having grown up watching news reports about good Samaritans, Shang Wumian acted once out of kindness.

Now, she knew where she was. Although it was absurd, although it was incredible…

It was better than being completely clueless.

This was a trashy rural-life ABO novel she had been following in her spare time while researching new dishes.

The story was roughly about an idle, unscrupulous female Alpha who witnessed a fire one day. She originally intended to flee, but she was unlucky enough to be hit on the leg by a piece of wood, and was mistakenly thought by the female lead, Lin Qingwan, to have saved her and the neighbor’s girl, A-Fu.

The unscrupulous female Alpha saw that Lin Qingwan was pretty, so she went with the flow and accepted the benefits that came with the misunderstanding. She used the excuse of recovering from her injuries to shamelessly stay in Lin Qingwan’s home.

At first, she pretended to be attentive, but later she showed her true colors, not only taking advantage of Lin Qingwan during her heat cycle but also failing to cherish the relationship.

Not only did she womanize, but the most despicable thing was her gambling away their money.

Later, the author allegedly inherited a family business and dropped the novel, only writing up to the point where Lin Qingwan learned some important truth and finally died.

It wasn’t made clear how she died.

It couldn’t have been from anger, could it…

It was Shang Wumian’s first time reading a web novel, and after a few chapters, she saw such a bizarre spoiler in the comments section.

She couldn’t figure it out, so she wanted to post a comment to ask for details, but because she wasn’t familiar with the commenting rules, she accidentally gave it a negative rating.

Now… the delayed retribution has arrived.

But she shouldn’t look at it that way. Shang Wumian felt that being alive now was actually a good thing. However, it would be even better if she wasn’t the same-named Scum Alpha from the novel.

Lin Qingwan looked at Shang Wumian, silent for a while, and mocked internally: “You want to stay here?”

Shang Wumian nodded: She really had nowhere else to go.

Plus, this place is so unfamiliar; she doesn’t even have a main street to sleep on.

After all, even though the novel said she had betrayed this person, Lin Qingwan was the only person she knew.

As Shang Wumian waited for Lin Qingwan’s reply, the Gold-Medal Little Assistant went online: “Sister Qingwan, let her stay. She was injured while saving us…”

Lin Qingwan casually glanced at the mischievous little girl beside her, knowing exactly what A-Fu was plotting.

A-Fu was right, this person did save them at the time.

But this was also what puzzled Lin Qingwan. How could Shang Wumian actually rush in to save people? That person should have been desperate to stay far away from danger.

Because of this doubt, Lin Qingwan finally relented slightly: “You can stay temporarily, but…”

“You need to find a way to convince me, giving me a reason to do this.”

As for repaying the favor of the rescue, she had carefully looked after this person for the two days Shang Wumian was unconscious.

Lin Qingwan knew this person’s nature all too well. Considering the deeds Shang Wumian committed in the previous life, bringing her home was already doing the utmost of what kindness required.

Shang Wumian tried hard to think of her value proposition and chose to pull out her trump card: “Please, you must let me stay. My cooking is delicious.”

This wasn’t her bragging; her cooking was simply awesome and incredibly fragrant.

A-Fu’s eyes lit up as soon as she heard the word “cook”: “Wow, Sister Qingwan! She says she can cook! And it’s delicious!”

“You can cook?”

The two different voices mixed together, and Shang Wumian, due to her injury, felt her head buzzing: “Yes, I can, I can. And I cook things that appeal to all ages and are praised by everyone.”

Although this wasn’t an exaggeration, Shang Wumian was still a bit shy about praising herself, so she silently took another sip of water.

She didn’t know if Sister Qingwan was tempted, but A-Fu certainly was. She immediately used her divine skill, shaking Lin Qingwan’s arm and pouting: “Sister…”

“…Fine,” Lin Qingwan said concisely.

Shang Wumian inexplicably shivered, feeling that something, something seemed off.

Could it be that she felt guilty? But she hadn’t done anything!

Shang Wumian can cook? Lin Qingwan had never heard of it.

Her smile did not reach her eyes. Shang Wumian, I’d like to see…

What tricks you plan to play now.