After Transmigrating Into a Book, I Was Forced to Play the Role of a Scumbag Alpha (GL) - Chapter 1

Chapter 1

In a room on the top floor of Rose Manor, a young girl sat by the only window in the room. She gazed far into the distance at the workers in the manor, who busily trimmed branches and watered the roses. Iron black bars covered the window, resembling a prison that confined her inside.

The girl appeared young, barely an adult. Her cat-like eyes blinked gently, with the corners curving upward. Her thin, pink lips bore no trace of lip gloss but remained strikingly beautiful. A small dimple adorned the right corner of her mouth, adding a touch of charm.

Her long, dark hair cascaded to her waist, contrasting vividly with her snow-white skin. The blend of black and white created a striking contrast.

Upon closer inspection, her skin appeared almost icy white, tinged with a sickly pallor from lack of sunlight. Fragile yet beautiful, she resembled a porcelain doll.

“Have you heard? They say the master will sell that fool to Shen Hanzhi, the Shen Hanzhi with a rotten reputation in Nandu City,” a voice outside said.

“I heard. Shen Hanzhi changes Omegas every few days. I don’t know what happened, but last time she visited our manor, she bumped into that fool by mistake and insisted on marrying her,” another voice replied.

“To me, this isn’t bad for Wen Jin. At the Wen household, she lives worse than a dog. Dogs eat imported food. Look at what she eats every day,” a third voice added.

“Hey, following Shen Hanzhi will only lead to torment and death. That’s the fate of an illegitimate daughter. The master checks on his dogs every time he visits but never cares about her,” yet another voice remarked.

The voices outside discussed loudly. The girl sat still, her hands gripping the windowsill tightly. She stared at the world outside, her eyes gradually reddening. She didn’t know who Shen Hanzhi was, but people had called her a fool since childhood. As a child, she didn’t understand the word’s negative meaning and even smiled at those who called her that.

Soon, a woman in a servant’s uniform approached, carrying a tray. The gossiping servants noticed her and spoke mockingly.

“Aunt Liu, off to tend to the third miss again? It must be tough, dealing with a fool all these years,” said Zhang Ju, a slightly plump female beta.

“Exactly. Aunt Liu has it rough. If I had to care for that fool, I’d have quit long ago,” Chen Yong sneered.

Wang Yingcheng nudged Chen Yong, flashing a sleazy grin. “Oh, please. If you cared for that fool, she’d probably have borne you several kids by now.”

“You know, the third miss has such a slim waist. It’d feel great to hold and play with,” Chen Yong said, laughing uncontrollably.

“Enough! Can’t you show some decency? She’s still the third miss. Are you even human, saying such things?” Liu Fang’s eyes reddened with anger.

“Third miss? Ask anyone in the Wen household besides you—who treats her like a miss? She’s worth less than a speck of dust,” Chen Yong said, tugging the leash of a large black-backed dog. The dog wagged its tail, as if agreeing with their words.

Liu Fang ignored them, unlocked the door with a key, and carried the tray inside. She locked the door behind her.

“Third miss, have you waited long? Come eat lunch,” Liu Fang said. Wen Jin’s lunch consisted of plain stewed potatoes and eggplant, with no visible oil. Even this was food Liu Fang secretly prepared for her. Master Wen had instructed that Wen Jin’s meals required no special preparation—leftover dishwater sufficed as her meal, with rice or dry buns from the servants’ leftovers.

In short, as long as she didn’t starve, it was enough.

Liu Fang pitied Wen Jin and secretly used spare kitchen ingredients to improve her meals. Liu Fang’s own family wasn’t wealthy. Her daughter, who had an intellectual disability, attended a special school, costing a significant amount yearly. Her husband had passed away long ago.

Despite this, Liu Fang occasionally bought milk and snuck it to Wen Jin’s room during meal deliveries.

“Aunt Liu, you’re here!” The girl’s tone carried undeniable joy. Her lifeless eyes finally sparkled with the vitality befitting her age.

“Yes, third miss, eat your meal. I brought you milk—remember to drink it later,” Liu Fang said, adjusting her emotions. She placed the tray’s dishes and bun on the room’s table.

Wen Jin nodded, smiled at Liu Fang, and hopped to the table like a little rabbit. She sat down, picked up chopsticks, and began eating obediently.

Liu Fang watched Wen Jin’s docile demeanor, her eyes reddening. In a week, the third miss would marry Shen Hanzhi. Poor Wen Jin likely didn’t know what awaited her.

Having cared for Wen Jin for years, Liu Fang saw her as another daughter. But the master planned to send Wen Jin for a marriage alliance, something a mere servant like her couldn’t stop. All she could do was tell Wen Jin what to watch for after marrying Shen Hanzhi.

Gritting her teeth, Liu Fang spoke, “Miss, the master found you a wife. Next week, you will marry.”

Wen Jin swallowed her food, sipped milk from a carton slowly, and blinked her raven-feather eyelashes. Puzzled, she asked, “What does that mean?”

She wasn’t pretending to be foolish—she genuinely didn’t know. Wen Jin had never left the manor. She knew nothing of the outside world. Master Wen, afraid of his wife, allowed Wen Jin’s stepmother to forbid anyone from teaching her or letting her attend school. Liu Fang secretly taught her many things and principles, but Wen Jin had no idea what marriage entailed.

Liu Fang forced an awkward smile and explained gently, “After marriage, someone will love and protect you, miss.”

“What about you, Aunt Liu?” The girl’s bright eyes looked at Liu Fang.

Liu Fang felt a pang of sorrow. “Miss, I must stay here to work. I can’t go with you. Remember, except for your wife, don’t let other alphas touch you. Try to follow your wife’s wishes. That way, she’ll like you more and treat you better.”

The girl stared at Liu Fang, asking anxiously, “Can’t you come with me?”

Liu Fang’s heart ached. She heard the unease and fear in the girl’s voice. Living in such an environment for years without breaking was a miracle for the third miss.

“Third miss, I can’t. My daughter is unwell and needs money. I’m sorry,” Liu Fang said, her eyes reddening as she apologized to Wen Jin.

She had worked as a servant for the Wen family her entire life. At over fifty, where else could she find work?

Seeing Liu Fang near tears, the girl hurriedly comforted her. “Aunt Liu, don’t worry. I’ll do as you say and listen to my wife.”

Though disappointed, the girl couldn’t bear Liu Fang’s tears. In this household, only Aunt Liu treated her like a person. Her father and stepmother disliked her.

“Good. Also, protect yourself. Don’t you want to see the outside world? You can next week,” Liu Fang said, offering what comfort she could.

Wen Jin nodded, but fear grew in her heart. She couldn’t read, and even the manor’s servants mocked her as illiterate. She had never seen the outside world and hadn’t heard of many things. Would her future wife truly like and protect her?

Wen Jin dared not think about it.