The Five Heartless Scumbag Alphas Turned Against Each Other Because Of Me - Chapter 1

In an opulently designed private garden, flowers bloomed in colorful abundance under the soft glow of flickering lights.

Warm amber light spilled from the intricately latticed windows of a lavishly decorated traditional Chinese building, casting a golden sheen on the girl’s porcelain-white skin. She looked to be in her early twenties, dressed in a simple yet pure white dress. Her demeanor was gentle and harmless—clean, serene, and beautiful.

She reclined on a custom-made swing, eyes closed. Her ink-black hair cascaded over her shoulders, tousled slightly by the breeze. Partially veiled by her hair, her youthful and charming face revealed just enough to captivate at a glance—an ethereal beauty, breathtaking and enchanting.

Yet, despite her delicate appearance, her face was ghostly pale, and a fine sheen of cold sweat clung to her skin in fear. Her trembling lashes fluttered like butterfly wings about to take flight, and a single tear slowly escaped the corner of her eye, sliding down her smooth cheek and dripping onto her ivory chest.

Tan Hua was in agony.

Her body was completely out of her control—sealed in cement, it seemed, or perhaps like she had been forcefully poured into a living statue. Her limbs were paralyzed. Her consciousness drifted in and out of a dark, suffocating space, repeatedly slipping into unconsciousness and then awakening again.

Eventually, she gave up resisting, letting her fading awareness float like duckweed on the tides of darkness.

Time passed—slowly, or perhaps too quickly to tell. Finally, a sliver of consciousness returned. She regained a fragile thread of control over her body, though it felt like a rusted machine, each movement requiring tremendous effort.

After what felt like hundreds of attempts, the ground beneath her suddenly vanished. Her heart lurched in shock. Before she could even scream, her mind plummeted and her awareness blacked out once again.

Moments later, faint voices echoed in her ears—distant at first, then gradually approaching, and finally fading again into silence.

Just as all sound vanished, her consciousness surged back with full force. Tan Hua jolted awake, the faint scent of camellias lingering at her nose. She wrinkled it, trying to trace the aroma, but it disappeared as suddenly as it had arrived—like a trick of the mind.

“System,” Tan Hua murmured as she opened her eyes, taking in her surroundings. She gently swung her smooth, jade-like legs. The hem of her dress fluttered like petals, emphasizing her slender waist and breathtaking appearance. “What’s the mission this time?”

“To become the substitute for five top-tier scumbag Alphas and turn the tables—play with their hearts and help the supporting character get revenge.”

Tan Hua paused at the number of targets, then gave the system a meaningful glance. “You’re getting bolder… and you really know my tastes now, don’t you, System baby?”

The system seemed to twitch at the edge of its programming but chose to ignore her teasing, launching directly into a professional status report.

This was a melodramatic ABO novel. The heroine, Cheng Yuan, was the only cherished daughter of the Cheng Corporation’s CEO. Since childhood, she had been delicate, intelligent, and beautiful. With her vivacious and warm personality, she had captured countless hearts early in life—boys and girls alike. Even decades later, many still adored her with unwavering devotion.

Cheng Yuan led a rich romantic life. Admirers flocked to her like fish in a river, but she always flirted and left, never staying long enough to take responsibility. Rather than scare people away, her untouchable aloofness only made her more irresistible—an alpine flower everyone desperately wanted to pluck.

But such a flower could only be admired from afar. Those who had been entranced by Cheng Yuan since childhood and failed to win her heart slowly turned to desperate measures: they sought substitutes.

Enter Tan Hua, a supporting character up to her neck in debt, dreaming of marrying into wealth and living the life of a rich wife. Seizing the opportunity, she volunteered herself. With dimples and a smile eerily similar to Cheng Yuan’s, and an aura of innocent charm, she managed to attract five ‘clients.’

She became:

• The caged canary of a powerful investor,
• The sweet, naïve secretary of a nouveau riche tycoon,
• The hated daughter of a family enemy used by an icy socialite to vent her anger,
• The fragile ex-wife of a possessive CEO, and
• The pretend mother to a rebellious heiress.

All five were S-rank Alphas—each with elite backgrounds and exceptional looks, every one of them a cut above the rest. In Tan Hua’s original plan, as long as she could seduce even one of them, she could enjoy a life of wealth and comfort without lifting another finger.

In this world, Omegas were both rare and vulnerable. Those without resources or connections often fell prey to predatory Alphas—locked away, used for their heat cycles, and forced to bear children, reduced to mere tools for reproduction. But well-off or well-married Omegas lived in the lap of luxury, pampered by servants and spoiled in every aspect of life.

Tan Hua’s so-called best friend, Mu Wanyi, had cunningly seduced a rich heir during her heat and secured a permanent mark. That very night, she transformed her fate—living large, eating well, and wanting for nothing. But instead of helping Tan Hua rise with her, Mu Wanyi looked down on her more than ever—mocking and belittling her daily, as if wishing she’d remain trapped in the mud forever.

In this perilous world where Omegas could be kidnapped by predatory Alphas at any moment, the original Tan Hua made a bold decision: she would take the initiative and cast a wide net to find herself a marriage candidate even more powerful than her plastic best friend’s wealthy husband.

In the original novel, Tan Hua worked tirelessly, day and night, to win the affection of five Alphas. But to them, she was nothing more than a disposable stand-in—a convenient pet, called upon and dismissed at will.

When the heroine Cheng Yuan returned to the country, Tan Hua was abandoned without hesitation. The five once-tender Alphas turned their backs on her in an instant, even threatening her to never reveal that she had been playing Cheng Yuan’s stand-in.

Happiness had been within reach. But the moment that hope was shattered, Tan Hua was consumed by bitterness. She was furious, irrational, and convinced that Cheng Yuan was to blame for everything. She began scheming against her, slandering her, and even plotted to kill her with her own hands.

After Cheng Yuan encountered danger multiple times, the five Alphas finally sensed something was wrong. They launched an investigation and eventually uncovered Tan Hua as the mastermind behind it all. Upon learning the truth, they flew into a rage and handed her over to a violent, alcoholic Alpha—someone who permanently marked her and ensured she would never marry into high society again.

After enduring repeated abuse, Tan Hua was broken. Weak and powerless, she had no choice but to plan an escape. But the night she tried to flee, she was heartlessly betrayed by Mu Wanyi, her so-called best friend. The Alpha exploded in fury, beating her savagely until she died. Her body wasn’t found until it began to rot, discovered by neighbors.

After reading this backstory, Tan Hua (the transmigrated version) felt nothing but malice radiating from the system.

“This ABO world is just…” She trailed off, at a loss for words.

Thinking she was too shocked to speak, the system prepared to console her—only to find her eyes sparkling with curiosity, rubbing her hands together like an eager fly.

“What does a temporary mark feel like? Is it as good as—that?” she asked excitedly.

“How long does it take for an Alpha’s pheromones to fade after a temporary mark? Can an Omega be marked by multiple Alphas at once?”

“And that’s not illegal, right?”

The system twitched. It ignored the questions it didn’t want to answer and only replied with a neutral line:
“A temporary Alpha mark typically fades within 3 to 7 days.”

“An Omega can only be marked by one Alpha at a time. More than that, and the body can’t handle it…”

“But if I train and strengthen my body, then two—or even more—should be possible, right?” Tan Hua asked with gleaming eyes, practically itching to run a real-world test.

The system was speechless for a long while before finally muttering, “…Chasing after everything will only bring you harm.”

Suddenly, the sound of slow footsteps came from behind. Startled, Tan Hua quickly leaned back into the swing, closed her eyes, and resumed her sleeping act. Still, she didn’t forget to confirm, “You’re sure these five Alphas are all top-tier quality? If I accidentally enjoy myself during the mission, that should be considered a deserved bonus, right?”

After all, strictly speaking, being a substitute wasn’t exactly easy work. If she happened to enjoy a few perks, wasn’t that just nature’s compensation?

The system said nothing.

Instead, the footsteps grew nearer—until they stopped right beside her. A cold, heavy cedar scent drifted over, tinged with an overbearing aura. Tan Hua instinctively tensed, alert and prepared to bolt at any moment.

“You awake?” a woman’s voice asked, low and husky, laced with magnetic charm. Though she hadn’t opened her eyes, Tan Hua could already imagine the woman’s elegance and allure from the voice alone.

“If you are, drop the act. Hm?”

Tan Hua, momentarily distracted by her mental image of the woman, didn’t respond. Just as she was starting to feel like she’d scored big, a sharp whipping sound sliced through the air above her. A burning pain immediately flared across her arm.

Omegas were delicate by nature—just a light bump could leave them weak and whimpering. But this strike had been harsh, purposeful. Tan Hua felt like half her soul had been whipped out of her.

She opened her eyes on reflex, clutching her injured arm and looking up.

She barely caught a glimpse of the woman’s striking features—what truly caught her attention was the whip in her hand, radiating dangerous energy.

Wait. A whip?

So, she’d just been whipped?

Realizing this, Tan Hua snapped. “You—”
You dare hit me?!

“Host! Host!” the system shrieked. “It’s in the contract with Lu Huaixu—ten thousand per lash, no upper limit!”

Tan Hua choked on her fury. The curse on her lips made a hard turn:

“—Hit me again.”

I can take it. Please, don’t go easy on this delicate flower.