After the Scumbag Alpha Heard her Inner Thoughts (GL) - Chapter 3

Whenever they had family dinners at the old house, no matter how bad Chu Muqing’s mood was, she would at least endure and stay long enough to finish the meal—usually a minimum of two hours.

Xu Chengke often used that time to deal with other matters outside.

After the marriage arrangement was finalized, the Gu family finally made their move. Xu had arranged a meeting to discuss cooperation over the Yizhou project, but, suspecting their intentions, he had people secretly investigate.

Halfway through handling business, Chu Muqing suddenly messaged him: she said she wasn’t feeling well and asked him to pick her up.

Knowing Chu Muqing’s personality—how stubborn and proud she was—if she actually admitted to feeling unwell, then it must be serious.

The doctor had warned that her body was still very weak and she needed proper rest. Worried she might have gotten into an argument at the old house and reopened her wound or something worse, Xu Chengke rushed to the Chu estate at top speed.

Through the car window, he could see her standing there. She didn’t look too bad at first glance, and he let out a sigh of relief, unbuckled his seatbelt, and got out of the car.

Then, right before his eyes, Chu Muqing suddenly collapsed.

“President Chu!” Xu Chengke shouted.

Fortunately, Su Wanqing reacted quickly. She wrapped one arm around Chu Muqing’s waist to catch her. But despite looking slender, Chu Muqing had surprising weight when she lost consciousness. Su Wanqing couldn’t hold her up with just one hand.

In a panic, she raised her other arm and wrapped it around Chu Muqing’s neck, pulling her into her embrace—and the two of them toppled down together.

Still, it was better than letting Chu Muqing hit the ground directly.

It looked almost like a scene out of a slow-motion movie—the two of them falling softly to the ground. Chu Muqing landed on her back, while Su Wanqing managed to brace herself slightly with her arms.

Xu Chengke stared at the scene, his mind blanking out completely. For a few seconds, he didn’t even know what to do.

“Are you okay?” Su Wanqing asked quickly.

Through the haze of her fading consciousness, Chu Muqing vaguely registered falling onto Su Wanqing—her chin resting against her shoulder, the proximity bringing her extremely close to Su Wanqing’s scent glands.

In that instant, Chu Muqing could confirm it—the Omega’s pheromones carried a soft, floral fragrance.

But after just a moment, the movement pulled her away again, severing that fleeting temptation.

“I’m fine,” Chu Muqing said hoarsely, turning her head to glare at her assistant. She gritted her teeth. “Finished enjoying the show yet?”

“President Chu,” Xu Chengke quickly stepped forward.

“Let’s go. Now,” Chu Muqing ordered, casting a brief glance toward the entrance—warning him silently to move fast.

If the old master caught wind of this scene, she wouldn’t be able to leave so easily.

With some effort, they helped her into the car.

Su Wanqing vaguely recalled from the original novel that it was right around the arranged marriage that Chu Muqing’s susceptibility period worsened—being forced into marriage had only added fuel to the fire, marking the beginning of the scumbag Alpha’s descent into darkness.

Xu Chengke stuffed a cushion behind Chu Muqing for support. As soon as she settled into the car, she closed her eyes, her face still tense with pain.

Seeing this, Su Wanqing decided to get in as well.

Though Xu Chengke wasn’t fond of her, he thought maybe having an Omega around might actually help ease Chu Muqing’s symptoms, even if only a little.

The car drove slowly through the streets. It was just past 8 p.m., when Northern City’s nightscape was at its best. Street shop signs glowed bright, billboards scrolled neon lights, and warm streetlights lined both sides of the road, stretching endlessly into the night.

Inside the car, it was so quiet you could hear a pin drop.

In the darkness, Chu Muqing’s low voice broke the silence. “Drop her off first.”

“Yes, President Chu,” Xu Chengke replied obediently. His personal feelings didn’t matter now that she had given an order.

Banguishan Villa wasn’t far from Dijing Court—the route just needed a slight adjustment to loop around.

But after saying that one sentence, Chu Muqing slumped sideways, as if she’d run out of energy, and soon fell asleep. Her breathing was faint but steady.

In the backseat, Su Wanqing leaned forward carefully, tapping the back of the driver’s seat to get Xu Chengke’s attention.

“I’m not going back,” she said softly. “If she gets mad, I’ll take the blame.”

Not wanting to distract Xu Chengke too much while he was driving, Su Wanqing quickly leaned back into her seat after speaking.

Inside the car, silence resumed.

Xu Chengke glanced at the rearview mirror, then quietly changed the route back toward Banguishan Villa.

Chu Muqing’s problem was with her glands. Other Alphas could manage their susceptibility periods with inhibitors. She couldn’t.

Without the soothing presence of a compatible Omega, her condition would only spiral out of control.

And the worst part was—after all these years, she still hadn’t met another Omega with a high enough compatibility to help her.

It wasn’t easy to find someone compatible, so Xu Chengke naturally wanted to test if it could ease Chu Muqing’s suffering.

The car stopped at Dijing Court. There were only a few residents in this upscale villa community. A housekeeper was standing at the gate, peering anxiously toward the road.

Xu Chengke got out of the car and, with the housekeeper’s help, supported Chu Muqing inside. After the bumpy trip, Chu Muqing seemed to regain a bit of clarity. The three of them, staggering slightly, made their way upstairs.

Inside the bedroom, Xu Chengke, already familiar with the routine, helped her onto the bed and covered her with a blanket.

“What medicine this time?” he asked.

“The strong one,” Chu Muqing replied with her eyes closed. Her head was still spinning. The scent of roses from her pheromones had begun to fill the room, thick and overwhelming.

Xu Chengke quietly closed the door and headed downstairs to rummage through the medicine box. He quickly found a vial of strong inhibitor and turned around.

Su Wanqing was still standing in the living room, watching him closely.

“How is she?” she asked.

In the original plotline, it was mentioned that Chu Muqing had been hospitalized during a susceptibility period, but the details had been vague. Later, it only said that her personality changed drastically.

“Miss Su, your marriage certificate with President Chu should be ready by tomorrow. In name, I should be calling you Madam.” Xu Chengke’s voice turned serious. “So I’ll be direct. President Chu is currently in her susceptibility period.”

He handed her the vial of inhibitor. “Madam, you’ll need to take care of her.”

Su Wanqing accepted the vial. The label read QX with a warning: Use as directed by a physician. Seek immediate help if any adverse reactions occur.

“I understand,” she said quietly.

“President Chu’s bedroom is upstairs, first door on the left,” Xu added.

There was some moral pressure in his words. After all, this engagement was based purely on pheromone compatibility—essentially a utilitarian arrangement. His words subtly left Su Wanqing no room to refuse.

But there was no helping it. Chu Muqing’s condition was too critical. There could be no mistakes.

Xu waited outside for a while longer, then eventually drove away.

Su Wanqing stood in front of the bedroom door, gripping the inhibitor tightly. She carefully turned the doorknob. The room was pitch dark—she couldn’t find the light switch, nor did she dare turn on the light.

The heavy scent of roses filled the air, so sweet and heady it made her dizzy. The glands at the back of her neck began to tingle faintly with heat.

When she finally reached the bedside, she found Chu Muqing curled up, lying on her side, her brow tightly furrowed.

“You’re slower than a snail, Xu Chengke,” Chu Muqing muttered, her voice thick with barely restrained tension.

The sudden sound made Su Wanqing jump, almost dropping the inhibitor from her hand.

Wait—what was she supposed to do again?
Release her pheromones… give her temporary comfort?

Su Wanqing thought back to the hints in the original plot and began gently releasing her own pheromones. A light floral fragrance intertwined with the heavy rose scent already in the room.

Chu Muqing’s tightly knit brows slowly relaxed.

What is this…?
So sweet… so comfortable… I want more…

Su Wanqing sat at the edge of the bed and cautiously reached out to feel Chu Muqing’s forehead. It was burning hot.

It’s not enough?
While continuing to release her pheromones, she prepared the inhibitor, intending to inject it if necessary.

The floral scent grew stronger, mingling deeply with the air.

In her dazed state, Chu Muqing instinctively sought out the source of that comforting scent—and reached out.

With a sudden movement, she grabbed hold of Su Wanqing’s wrist.

“Ah!” Su Wanqing yelped in surprise.

Su Wanqing hadn’t expected it.

The inhibitor slipped from her hand, crashing onto the floor and shattering. Pale green liquid spilled out, shimmering faintly under the dim light.

Chu Muqing yanked her into her arms, hands groping clumsily across her back.
Driven purely by Alpha instinct, she quickly found Su Wanqing’s scent glands and buried her face there, taking in a deep, greedy breath.

This is it.

But it’s not enough!

Still not enough!

I want to devour her.

“Chu Muqing?!” Su Wanqing cried out.

She struggled, but it was useless. She was tightly pinned in the Alpha’s embrace. Everywhere Chu Muqing touched seemed to burn. The unfamiliar, overwhelming sensation made Su Wanqing deeply uncomfortable.

At such close proximity, the rich rose scent wrapped around her, and even her own light floral pheromones, initially sweet, started to feel overwhelming—as if the rose had suddenly grown thorns.

What was she resisting for?
Wasn’t she here to help Chu Muqing?

Before transmigrating into this world, Su Wanqing had specially memorized a few key facts about the ABO system here—including how to soothe an Alpha during their susceptibility period.

She just needed to let the Alpha bite her neck.

It wasn’t a big deal, she thought.

Tilting her head, Su Wanqing exposed her gland.

Chu Muqing’s lips pressed against her neck, softly, moving and pressing again and again. Their mingled pheromones—sweet florals mixed with deep roses—created a new scent, so rich and intoxicating it was hard to describe.

But deep down, Chu Muqing knew she couldn’t recklessly mark an Omega.
With great effort, she forced her eyes open, pulling herself away from the seductive lure of the unfamiliar pheromones. Bracing against the bed, she sat up, panting.

“Who are you?” Chu Muqing asked, her voice rough and confused.

Even now, at this critical moment, Chu Muqing could still ask such a question—
Su Wanqing could only admire the terrifying strength of her self-control.

“I’m Su Wanqing. Your wife,” she replied with a straight face.

Chu Muqing’s expression shifted briefly—surprised.
“Get out,” she said coldly.

“……”

Seriously?!

Su Wanqing had just psyched herself up for this! And now she was being thrown out?
She had just been groped all over, and now she was being kicked aside?!

“I was about to give you the inhibitor shot, but you’re the one who knocked it over!” Su Wanqing said indignantly.

The air still carried a faint herbal scent. Chu Muqing turned her head slightly and caught sight of the greenish liquid staining the floor.

“……”

“Go downstairs and have Aunt Chen bring up another vial,” Chu Muqing said.

The house had no shortage of strong inhibitors.
Whenever things got too bad, it wasn’t uncommon to use two shots at once.

“But…” Su Wanqing hesitated. “There’s another way. Don’t you want to try?”

Of course, Chu Muqing knew what she meant.

With a 95% compatibility rate, even just now, it had been hard for her to restrain herself.

But until she knew exactly what Su Wanqing’s real intentions were, Chu Muqing couldn’t allow herself to leave a permanent mark on her.

“What do you want?” Chu Muqing asked warily.

“I don’t want anything,” Su Wanqing nearly cried out internally.
I just want to survive. I just want to stay alive!!

“What does the Su family want?” Chu Muqing asked.

In the darkness, only her silhouette was visible.
How much had she been hurt—how deeply had she been scarred—after taking over the Chu family, to the point that she thought everyone approaching her had an ulterior motive?

No wonder she eventually blackened.

Su Wanqing leaned closer, her voice calm and sincere.
“I don’t know what the Su family wants,” she said. “Right now, all I want… is for you to suffer a little less. That’s all.”

“……”

For a moment, Chu Muqing’s heart skipped a beat.
She almost thought she’d misheard.

What was Su Wanqing saying?

She wanted her not to suffer?

Threads of pheromones curled into her body, sweet and soft, carrying an almost dangerous warmth.
Su Wanqing’s head was spinning, her face flushed. “It’s just one bite,” she said. “You’re an Alpha—what are you afraid of?”

Chu Muqing reached out and grabbed her by the collar, pulling her closer by the neck.
“Do you even know what you’re saying?” Chu Muqing growled lowly.

Su Wanqing (inner voice):
Of course I know.

It’s just one bite.

Chu Muqing froze for a second. The voice was faint and distorted—but it was unmistakably Su Wanqing’s voice.

Just one bite?

She really thought it was that simple?

From the time Chu Muqing first experienced her susceptibility at eighteen, doctors had warned her—there was no cure for her condition except marking a highly compatible Omega. No drugs, no suppressants could fix it.

Over the years, Xu Chengke and the old master had tried introducing her to many Omegas.
But every time, even just smelling their pheromones made her sick.

Only Su Wanqing’s pheromones—only this subtle floral scent—had ever made her feel desire.

Rational thought completely collapsed.

Chu Muqing pressed Su Wanqing down onto the bed, her body leaning over hers, trapping her in place.