After Becoming a Scummy Alpha, I Met the Reborn Omega (GL) - Chapter 24

Bai Qin had been eagerly awaiting Lin Changsheng’s reaction.
But, to her disappointment, Lin Changsheng didn’t fall into her trap.

Instead, Lin Changsheng’s lips curved into a smile — one so chilling that it sent shivers down Bai Qin’s spine.
Honestly, the more Bai Qin investigated Lin Changsheng, the more fear she felt.
Initially, she hadn’t wanted to accept the commission at all — she was only gambling on the rumor that Lin Changsheng had lost her memory and wasn’t the same anymore.

Yet now, looking at the woman in front of her, the familiar sense of danger surged back.
Bai Qin just wanted to flee.

“President Lin… why are you laughing?” Bai Qin asked nervously.

“Was it Hua Miaomiao or Hua Yan who sent you to investigate me?” Lin Changsheng asked calmly, her voice steady and confident — as if she already knew the answer.

Her certainty nearly scared Bai Qin half to death.

Technically, what Bai Qin was doing could be considered betraying Lin Changsheng, and thinking back on all the things she had dug up about Lin Changsheng’s past made her instinctively gulp.
This didn’t look like someone who had lost her memory!

Truthfully, Lin Changsheng was trembling inside too — she was gambling.
Between Bai Qin’s probing and her own gut feeling, she was more inclined to believe Bai Qin was working for someone else.
If she had to guess, her first suspects would naturally be the Hua family.

Perhaps, deep down, she simply refused to believe that Mo Zhaoyan could betray her.

Watching Bai Qin’s guilty expression, Lin Changsheng realized she had successfully bluffed her.
It wasn’t that Lin Changsheng’s acting was superb — it was that Bai Qin was genuinely intimidated by her aura.

Forcing a smile, Bai Qin immediately caved.
“Yes, it was the second young lady of the Hua family,” she confessed, without any hesitation about throwing Hua Miaomiao under the bus.
Honestly, professional ethics meant nothing to Bai Qin compared to staying alive.

“And what exactly did Hua Miaomiao want you to investigate?” Lin Changsheng asked sharply.

Bai Qin wasn’t stupid enough to spill everything.
She mixed truth with lies.

“She just asked me to find out what you’ve been up to lately, and what Mo Corp is planning,” Bai Qin said, flattering her with a loyal tone.
“That’s why I came straight to you, President Lin! You can be sure I’m on your side.”

Now was definitely the time for flattery if she wanted to live.

Lin Changsheng didn’t entirely believe her but was about to question her further when a doctor suddenly entered the room.
Upon seeing Bai Qin, the doctor looked startled.

Mo Zhaoyan had given strict orders: no unauthorized visitors were allowed to see Lin Changsheng.

“Who are you? How did you get in here?” the doctor demanded.

Sensing trouble, Bai Qin immediately bolted toward the hallway, yelling as she ran:

“I walked in fair and square!”

The doctor was stunned for a second before reacting, shouting for security.

“Catch that suspicious person!”

But how could they possibly catch Bai Qin?
She wasn’t one of the top paparazzi for nothing.
If she could be caught so easily, she would’ve lost her reputation a long time ago.

Having escaped from the hospital, Bai Qin immediately went back to Hua Miaomiao.
She had already made up her mind: she wasn’t taking this job anymore.

But she hadn’t even been gone that long — Hua Miaomiao obviously wouldn’t let her off that easily.

“You’re looking down on me, aren’t you?” Hua Miaomiao said coldly.

Bai Qin knew Hua Miaomiao wasn’t someone to mess with —
but compared to Lin Changsheng?
She would rather take her chances with Hua Miaomiao.

“I won’t take your money then, how about that?” Bai Qin offered, trying to compromise.

“You think I care about a little money?” Hua Miaomiao said with a sneer.

After thinking carefully about her leverage, Bai Qin decided to offer something else instead.
“How about this,” she said.
“I’ll tell you something about Hua Yan — it’s connected to Lin Changsheng too.
We’ll call it even, and you won’t make me investigate Lin Changsheng anymore. Deal?”

“You think I care about that cripple?” Hua Miaomiao scoffed.

Bai Qin, however, leaned in mysteriously and lowered her voice.

“Don’t you want to know why Hua Yan was crippled?”

The Hua family had kept that incident tightly under wraps.
One day, Hua Miaomiao had suddenly taken over the company, and by the time anyone saw Hua Yan again, he was already confined to a wheelchair.
All the family ever said was that it was somehow connected to Lin Changsheng — but they never revealed the full story.

“Fine,” Hua Miaomiao said, intrigued.
“Tell me.”

Seeing Hua Miaomiao’s growing interest, Bai Qin finally relaxed a little.

“Around a year ago,” she began, “Hua Yan was still the president of the Hua family’s company. Huayang Group had a business partnership with Mo Corp back then — but that cooperation was later abruptly canceled.”

Hua Miaomiao hadn’t joined Huayang Group yet at that time.
Back then, she was still being treated as a political marriage pawn by the family, and nobody paid her much attention.
However, that collaboration had caused quite a stir in the entertainment world — she remembered it clearly, especially the rumors about Hua Yan and Mo Zhaoyan.

“Get to the point,” Hua Miaomiao urged impatiently.

“Hua Yan wasn’t just crippled in his legs,” Bai Qin said bluntly.
“His very foundation was destroyed.
His gland was completely removed — he became a total cripple.”

At that moment, Hua Miaomiao happened to be drinking water.
Hearing those words, she spat out a mouthful, completely losing any sense of ladylike composure.

“Crippled?! Even there was destroyed?”

Such cruelty — it was like something out of ancient torture manuals.
How deep must the hatred have been to inflict such a fate?

Bai Qin nodded solemnly but refrained from going into further grisly details, wary of the sensitivity of the subject.

Wiping her mouth quickly, Hua Miaomiao finally understood why the Hua family had so hastily pulled her back into the fold.
They were afraid of having no heirs left — that’s why they suddenly pinned all their hopes on her.

“Was it Lin Changsheng who did it?” she asked.

“Lin Changsheng wouldn’t leave behind any evidence,” Bai Qin said cautiously.
“This is just my guess.
It’s too coincidental — at that time, Hua Yan and Mo Zhaoyan were rumored to be involved.
When Hua Yan had his accident, Lin Changsheng didn’t have a verifiable alibi.
But it’s also unfortunate — that night, there was a heavy storm.
Coincidentally, Hua Yan went to the outskirts.
Coincidentally, there were no surveillance cameras.
Coincidentally, he got into a car accident.
According to the rumors, Hua Yan only lost consciousness during the crash.
When he woke up, he had no sensation in the lower half of his body.”

“Afterward, the collaboration between Huayang Group and Mo Corp was canceled.
Lin Changsheng wasn’t at the company that night — claimed she had gone home early to sleep.
The Hua family, unwilling to let the disgrace leak out, covered up the severity of Hua Yan’s injuries and passed the entire incident off as an unfortunate accident.”

After hearing the whole story, Hua Miaomiao found herself even more curious about Lin Changsheng.

In the stories others told, Lin Changsheng was portrayed as ruthless, vicious, and terrifying.
But in front of Mo Zhaoyan, she seemed to become a completely different person.

Which side was the real Lin Changsheng?

“President Hua, that’s all I know.
I’ll be leaving now.
If you need anything else, feel free to call me,” Bai Qin said cheerfully, eager to leave and avoid getting further entangled with Lin Changsheng.

But Hua Miaomiao wasn’t ready to let her go just yet.

“I have one more question,” she said.

“Go ahead,” Bai Qin replied warily.

“Why is your fee always ten thousand per question?”

There were plenty of rumors about Bai Qin — one of them being that she had an odd fixation on the number ten thousand.
No matter how difficult the investigation, her fee was always ten thousand per question.

Hearing the question, Bai Qin visibly hesitated.
Even the carefree smile on her face faltered, replaced by a rare look of bitterness.

“Fine,” she said softly.
“Since I didn’t handle things well today, I’ll tell you.”

She seemed to sink into her memories.

“My family was very poor,” Bai Qin began.
“My mother raised me all by herself. When I was in college, she fell seriously ill and needed four hundred thousand for surgery. I scrambled everywhere to borrow money — but I could only gather three hundred thousand.”

She smiled bitterly.

“I was still a student then. I couldn’t possibly come up with the last hundred thousand.”

“My mother was lying in a hospital bed, waiting… And for that missing ten thousand, I sold my soul.”

“There was a famous celebrity — a beautiful woman, a major movie queen — who secretly took an interest in me. One night for one hundred thousand. How valuable I must have seemed.”

Bai Qin tried to keep her tone light, even joking a little. But for once, Hua Miaomiao didn’t laugh.

Instead, she grew serious.

Bai Qin continued quietly, almost as if talking to herself.

“She was stunning — a famous actress who, publicly, always insisted she was straight.
I never thought she would book me for a night.”

After all, offering a price of one hundred thousand for a single night wasn’t something many could accept.
At that time, I was just an ordinary university student — nothing special about me at all.
Certainly not someone who could command such a high price.

I was malnourished back then, my body so thin and fragile that hugging me felt like pressing against bones.
There was hardly any flesh at all.
But she agreed anyway.

She was generous.
And she knew how to guide me, taking the naive, ignorant me down a path I had never imagined.
But it was still too late.
The next day, even though I rushed to the hospital with the ten thousand yuan I had earned, my mother had already missed the window for surgery and passed away.

“And then?” Hua Miaomiao asked, uncharacteristically curious, a rare hint of gossiping interest flashing across her face.

Bai Qin seemed to fall into deep memories as she continued.

“President Hua, I didn’t expect you to be curious too.
After that, I was kept by her for a while — all the way until I graduated from university.
Later, she was forced by her family to get married.
I refused to stay on as her secret lover… so we broke up.”

“How is she doing now?” Hua Miaomiao asked casually.

Bai Qin glanced at her and gave a bitter smile.

“She’s doing just fine. Better than fine.”

Finally, Hua Miaomiao let her go.

Bai Qin returned to her small, shabby apartment — the old place where she had lived since childhood.
Even though she had saved plenty of money by now, she still chose to stay there.

She leaned over the balcony railing, smoking a cigarette.
Maybe it was the memories resurfacing —
or maybe it was just terrible timing —
but her phone suddenly buzzed.

A message from that person.

It had been a long, long time since Bai Qin had received any messages from her.

[Patron]: “Can we meet one more time?”

At the same time, entertainment news popped up: “Former Film Queen Gu Ruoyun announces divorce and official return to the entertainment industry.
Sources say her husband had been cheating for years, and the couple had been estranged for a long time…”

Bai Qin stared at the message for a long while.
After a long internal struggle, she finally blocked her.

On the other side of the screen, Gu Ruoyun stared at the “Read” receipt for a long, long time.
After hesitating, she sent another message:

“Can we have a proper talk?”

But this time, a glaring red exclamation mark popped up.

She had been blocked.

Gu Ruoyun was half furious, half heartbroken.

Good, she thought.
The little one had grown up — even dared to block her now.

Yet when she thought of all the years of guilt and missed time, all she could do was sigh heavily.

Nearby, her niece, Gu Ximeng, looked at her in confusion.

“Auntie, are you even listening to me? I want to come work under you. What do you think?”

Only then did Gu Ruoyun come back to her senses.

“Didn’t Mo Zhaoyan already find you a job?” Gu Ruoyun asked.

Although she was Gu Ximeng’s aunt, she was only about ten years older. Plus, she maintained herself so well that the two often looked more like sisters.

“I actually want to produce a reality show,” Gu Ximeng said excitedly.
“A dating show — pairing up couples.”

Instantly, Gu Ruoyun’s interest was piqued.

“Keep talking,” she said, intrigued.

Very soon, an astonishing new dating reality show was born — shocking the entire world.

This show managed to invite both Mo Zhaoyan and Hua Miaomiao, the two powerful CEOs, along with their rumored partners, and even welcomed the former film queen Gu Ruoyun’s high-profile comeback.

It skyrocketed into a cultural phenomenon overnight, and more importantly — helped Mo Corp weather its economic crisis just in time.