After Transmigrating Into a Book, I Was Forced to Play the Role of a Scumbag Alpha (GL) - Chapter 54

Chapter 54

Shen Hanzhi and Little Jin didn’t know rumors about Little Jin were already spreading at school. She drove Little Jin home.

Wen Xin was eating with her roommate at the second-floor cafeteria stir-fry section. Her roommate was browsing the school’s anonymous forum, found something amusing, and quickly said to Wen Xin, “Hey, Wen Xin, check the school forum. It’s just the start of the term, and a freshman’s already famous.”

“It’s just gossip, what’s the big deal? Another good-looking omega or alpha got famous?” Wen Xin said. Since her parents’ relationship worsened and her father had a child outside, her home life was a mess. She didn’t want to go back. As a senior, she’d intern in half a year, but the home atmosphere felt oppressive, so she preferred staying at school.

“No, someone posted that a freshman’s a gold-digger. They spotted her on registration day, dropped off by her sugar daddy. Lots of people are discussing it in the thread,” her roommate said.

Wen Xin got curious, opened her phone, and scrolled. She saw a viral post on the forum.

“Freshman Gold-Digger Brings Sugar Daddy to Registration!!! Moral Decay, Hearts Corrupt! Pics as Proof!” the title read.

Below, students had built a tall thread, discussing eagerly.

Post 1: A gold-digger in our freshman class had the guts to bring her sugar daddy to our class meeting. Pics below. The cute girl’s the gold-digger, and the one beside her’s her sugar daddy.

Post 2: Wow, I remember them. Her sugar daddy drove a Maybach. Must be loaded.

Post 3: Can’t understand omegas these days, selling themselves so young. No wonder alphas can’t find partners.

Post 4: Hey, maybe male alphas are just low-quality. Most female alphas I know have partners.

Post 5: Bullshit, female alphas just rely on pheromones. Can they satisfy a partner without a d1ck?

Post 6: You sick? Don’t stir conflict. Plenty of male alphas don’t last two minutes, soft and short.

Post 7: Wanna fight? I’m game.

The argument went on for dozens of posts before returning to the topic.

Post 78: Can you stop fighting? I was welcoming freshmen today and saw that omega. Her sugar daddy was protective, gave us attitude when we offered help.

Post 79: Seriously? People can’t tell good from bad?

Post 80: Post 78, your intentions weren’t pure either. Wanted to hit on her ‘cause she’s pretty?

Post 81: Get real, we help every freshman equally.

Later, more photos of Shen Hanzhi and Wen Jin popped up.

Post 102: Why do I think they’re kinda cute together? Gold-digger romance, swoon.

Post 103: Bruh, shipping everything will ruin you.

Post 104: Shipping everything keeps me well-fed.

Post 105: I think they’re sweet too. Ship it.

Zhang Jinhe stared at the forum thread in his dorm. He started the post, with Wang Shan fanning the flames. At first, it was all insults, but now people were shipping them?

Zhang Jinhe quickly stirred the pot again.

Post 123: You drugged chickens shipping this are sick. A gold-digger and her sugar daddy? I’m puking.

Post 124: Exactly, this gold-digger should get expelled and go sell herself at a nightclub.

With Zhang Jinhe and Wang Shan leading, others followed, piling on insults.

Wen Xin didn’t even eat,放下筷子, logged into the forum with her student ID. Though anonymous, students could only use their ID to log in, limiting it to one account per person. Wen Xin scrolled to the thread’s end, ready to fuel the fire.

Post 245: I know this omega. Her mom’s a gold-digger who seduced a married man. It’s genetic.

Post 246: Live drama! True or false? Spill, Post 245.

Post 247: Her mom seduced a married man as a college student, had this little b1tch, and forced the man to raise her.

Post 248: So it’s hereditary. Gold-digger 2.0.

Post 249: But Post 245, maybe the married man wasn’t a saint either? Had a wife but messed with a student. Scumbag deserves worse, no?

Post 250: Yeah, scumbag’s worse. If he was loyal, who could seduce him?

The thread erupted into another fight, with vile words. Anonymous students cursed Little Jin and her mother.

Little Jin and Shen Hanzhi had no idea they were being trashed online. They’d just eaten, and Shen Hanzhi was playfully teasing Little Jin. Her phone pinged with notifications.

Little Jin reached for it, but Shen Hanzhi stopped her. Little Jin kissed Shen Hanzhi’s lips, acting spoiled. “Sister, I kissed you. Let me get my phone.”

“Doesn’t my wife kiss me anyway?” Shen Hanzhi said, hugging tighter.

Little Jin mumbled, kissed Shen Hanzhi a few more times, and Shen Hanzhi let her go.

Little Jin grabbed her phone, saw Fu Yumeng’s flood of WeChat messages, glanced at Shen Hanzhi, nestled comfortably in her arms, and opened the chat.

Fu Yumeng: Emergency!!! Where are you?

Fu Yumeng: Calling! Urgent!

Fu Yumeng: Little Jin, you there? Someone’s spreading nasty rumors about you. If you don’t reply, I’m calling.

Before Little Jin could type, Fu Yumeng called. She quickly answered.

“Little Jin, someone on the school forum’s saying you’re kept, posted pics of your wife, calling her your sugar daddy and you a gold-digger. They’re trashing your mom too. It’s a mess. Check the forum,” Fu Yumeng said rapidly, explaining everything.

“What forum? Mengmeng, how do I log in?” Little Jin asked, confused. She just registered; how did this happen?

“The link I sent. Use the envelope from school with your bank card. It has your student ID and default password,” Fu Yumeng explained.

“Okay, I’ll check,” Little Jin said, upset. How could registration cause trouble?

After hanging up, Little Jin looked at Shen Hanzhi, aggrieved. Shen Hanzhi’s face cooled. She kissed Little Jin’s dimple and said softly, “Don’t worry, I’m here. Log into the forum Fu Yumeng mentioned. I’ll look.”

“Okay,” Little Jin obeyed, opened the forum, and saw the vile comments.

Her eyes reddened. They insulted her mother. Her voice trembled. “Sister, they’re lying. You’re my wife, and my mom’s not like that. She was good to me.”

Little Jin grew up in Rose Manor, her memories of her mother faint. But she felt her mother’s love, cuddling her to sleep, telling bedtime stories. She buried her face in Shen Hanzhi’s arms, teary-eyed. “They’re lying. My mom’s not bad. Wen Hengqiu’s the bad one.”

Shen Hanzhi pulled Little Jin closer and said softly, “I know your mom’s not bad. Don’t be scared, Little Jin. I’ll track these people down. I’m calling the company’s legal team. We need to screenshot evidence. I’ll report this to the police.”

Shen Hanzhi called the legal team, who quickly preserved evidence. She sent several lawyers to Nandu University to wait for her.

She reported the incident to the police, explained the situation, then called Nandu University’s principal. Though the original Shen Hanzhi wasn’t serious, she had a sharp business mind and donated a library to the university under Shen Group’s name, so she had connections with school leaders.

“President Shen, why the call? Something up?” Principal Wen said, smiling.

“A small matter. My wife enrolled at Nandu University this year. Today, I dropped her off, and someone maliciously photographed us, posted on the forum, and spread nasty rumors about her. My legal team’s preserved evidence, and I’ve reported it to the police. Are you at school? I’ll come by. We may need your forum tech staff to identify people,” Shen Hanzhi said calmly.

“President Shen, I’m so sorry. You know universities have all sorts. High grades don’t mean good character. My apologies for your wife’s trouble. Rest assured, I’ll have tech staff cooperate fully. We’ll handle these people strictly and support any lawsuits. See you soon,” Principal Wen said.

Principal Wen hadn’t expected this. The school’s atmosphere had worsened, with anonymous forum users causing trouble. He’d long wanted reform. These rumor-mongers hit a tough target, a chance to show the internet isn’t lawless.

Usually, without police or lawyers, schools just deleted posts, but the damage lingered, haunting victims for years, akin to bullying.

Principal Wen called tech staff, ordering the forum muted to aid police and Shen Hanzhi’s lawyers in evidence collection.

Shen Hanzhi and Wen Jin changed, drove the same Maybach back to Nandu University, and parked by the gate, waiting for police.

As a leading enterprise in Nandu City, Shen Group had good police ties. The police took the report seriously, sending six officers.

Shen Hanzhi and Wen Jin were now campus celebrities. Many glanced at them, some pointed, and one even tried sneaking photos.

Shen Hanzhi glared coldly at the sneak. “I’ve reported this to the police. Delete that if you don’t want trouble. My wife and I came to register, and you make vile rumors. You so-called college students are disgusting.”

She walked over, coldly eyed the boy, who tried to argue. She snatched his phone and deleted the video.

The boy panicked. “She’s stealing my phone! See that?”

Shen Hanzhi deleted the video, tossed the phone back, and sneered. “Don’t worry, no one’s stealing it. Too cheap for me.”

She walked away coldly. The boy’s face flushed red and white. Onlookers mocked, “Look at her car. Steal your phone? Pfft.”

“Loser’s never seen wealth. Hilarious.”

Humiliated, the boy slunk off. Soon, two police cars arrived, heading to the administrative building.

Shen Hanzhi had Little Jin get in the car, then drove to follow.

She sent lawyers with tech staff and police to collect evidence for lawsuits against the worst offenders. Two officers took statements from Shen Hanzhi and Wen Jin.

News of the police report spread fast. Wang Shan felt uneasy and called Zhang Jinhe out. “Think the police will find us?”

“Probably not. They’re swamped with cases. This is small. They’ll take statements and leave. If so, doesn’t that prove Wen Jin’s kept?” Zhang Jinhe said dismissively.

“Yeah, probably all thunder, no rain. Anonymous forum, they can’t trace much,” Wang Shan said, reassured.

Wang Shan checked the forum, couldn’t open the thread, and panicked. “Check your phone. The forum’s down.”

Zhang Jinhe impatiently tried his phone, found it inaccessible, and got anxious. “It’s really down. What’s up? System bug?”

“No idea. Hope it’s not police collecting evidence. I was just jealous of Wen Jin’s branded clothes and her girlfriend driving her, so I trashed her with you,” Wang Shan said.

Zhang Jinhe snapped, “So it’s all my fault? Weren’t you plotting with me to mess with her?”

“You suggested it, and you posted it. You’re mainly responsible,” Wang Shan retorted, panicking.

“Fine, you’re not escaping either,” Zhang Jinhe said, storming off.

An hour later, with tech staff’s help, all anonymous posts were linked to student IDs. Police used school computers to match IDs to names, identifying the worst instigators: Zhang Jinhe, Wang Shan, and Wen Xin.

The lead officer told an assistant, “Go to the station, apply for detention orders. Their comments severely harmed Ms. Wen Jin’s and her family’s reputation. See how many days we can detain them. Fine each 2,000 yuan.”

“Got it,” the junior officer said, hurrying off.

Police and Shen Hanzhi’s lawyers discussed details, then visited the principal’s office.

“We’ve listed all involved. The three main instigators are identified. Others made lesser remarks, not detainable. What’s the school’s stance?” the lead officer asked.

“Anyone using insults gets serious punishment—disciplinary record and campus-wide criticism. President Shen can trust us,” Principal Wen said, wanting to teach students respect.

Shen Hanzhi nodded faintly and asked, “What about the three main troublemakers, Principal Wen?”

“They’ll be expelled. Nandu University is people-oriented, lenient with students, but we won’t tolerate spreading vile rumors about omegas. Severe action is needed,” Principal Wen said.

Shen Hanzhi nodded. “Good. Thank you, Principal Wen and officers. I’ll have lawyers sue for compensation. What are their names?”

“The poster’s Zhang Jinhe, his accomplice is Wang Shan, and the one slandering Ms. Wen’s mother is Wen Xin,” an officer said.

Shen Hanzhi nodded calmly. “Both in Little Jin’s class? Vicious, slandering her after one meeting. Principal Wen, I’m stubborn, so I reported this and got lawyers. Imagine an ordinary student facing prolonged abuse and blame.”

“You’re right, President Shen. We need better student counseling. I’ll have counselors hold class meetings soon. Bullying and rumors won’t exist at Nandu University. Even rotten students must behave, or I’ll handle them equally,” Principal Wen said sternly.

“I’m relieved with your leadership,” Shen Hanzhi said, smiling. She didn’t blame the school. Universities have all types; high scores don’t mean high morals. With this response, she was satisfied.

“Sorry, President Shen. Shen Group donated our library, yet this happened,” Principal Wen said.

Shen Hanzhi waved it off. “Not your fault. Stopping bad behavior is enough. We’ll head back.”

“Good. I’m holding a student assembly this afternoon at the gym. You can bring your wife,” Principal Wen said.

“Alright, I’ll come with Little Jin,” Shen Hanzhi said, smiling.

Public university principals didn’t need to be so polite, but in Nandu City, with Principal Wen’s business relatives, few surpassed Shen Group. He was happy to favor Shen Hanzhi.

An hour later, police with detention orders returned, asking for Zhang Jinhe and others. The campus buzzed.

As the forum stayed locked, Zhang Jinhe grew nervous, refreshing his phone for updates. The class group was silent. On QQ, he saw the counselor’s announcement seconds ago.

@Everyone: Someone maliciously slandered Wen Jin. Police have identified the main culprits, who’ll face detention. Be cautious, don’t spread rumors. The internet isn’t lawless. Don’t share related content to avoid escalating. Reply if received.

Received.

Received.

Classmates replied quickly. Zhang Jinhe broke into a cold sweat. Police identified the culprits?

He jolted up from bed, wanting to flee, but urgent knocking came.

A roommate opened the door, saw police, and panicked. “Officer, it wasn’t me. I didn’t post.”

The lead officer showed the detention order. “Who’s Zhang Jinhe? Come with us.”

“No, why arrest me? I just posted a joke. Don’t take me,” Zhang Jinhe said, backing to the wall.

Two young officers climbed up, dragged him down, and cuffed him for resisting.

They pushed him out. Corridor students watched, pointing.

“I did nothing wrong, officer. It was a joke. I didn’t harm Wen Jin. Why detain me? What right do you have?” Zhang Jinhe yelled, unrepentant.

An officer shoved him. “Behave. We have a detention order. It’s legal. Your ‘joke’ could ruin a life. That’s not illegal? Resist, and it’s not just ten days. Move.”

“Officer, I won’t do it again. I’m sorry. Where’s Wen Jin? I’ll apologize. I haven’t graduated. My life’s just starting. This can’t stay on my record,” Zhang Jinhe cried.

“Move. It’s not up to us. The victim’s got lawyers. Think detention’s the end?” an officer said, fed up, escorting him to the police car, joined by a wailing Wang Shan.

When police found Wen Xin, she didn’t think she was wrong, shouting, “I just cursed a bit online. Why arrest me? Arrest the poster!”

“We’ve got the poster. Move. We have a detention order. Resist, and your detention lengthens,” an officer said, annoyed. These kids were uncooperative, needing cuffs and force.

“You can’t arrest me. I know Wen Jin. She’s my sister. You can’t take me. I’m calling Dad,” Wen Xin said, panicking. Raised in luxury, detention was unthinkable.

“Move. Breaking the law, no one can help,” officers said, dragging her to the police car.

The drama ended. Many who posted insults felt lucky, including Li Peng and Qin Li.

“Fvck, scared me. Good thing they didn’t take us. Wen Jin’s badass. Looks like they’re real wives,” Qin Li said.

“What’s so great? Her wife’s just rich. Without money, would the school cooperate? Would police act so fast? We didn’t say much. No worries,” Li Peng said, patting Qin Li’s shoulder.

“Yeah, we didn’t post or curse too bad. Not our problem,” Qin Li said, relieved.

Shen Hanzhi called Wen Hengqiu, who answered instantly.

“President Shen, you and Little Jin aren’t mad, forgiving us?” Wen Hengqiu said, delighted. Business was tough, with only the head office running. He’d been hospitalized from drinking for deals.

Shen Hanzhi laughed at his shamelessness. “What’re you thinking? Ask your precious daughter what she did. Wen Hengqiu, I’ve spared Wen Group before. Think I don’t dare act? Your family’s like maggots, always lingering.”

She hung up, then called Wang Qiao, instructing her to have partner companies “take care” of Wen Group.

Little Jin buried her face in Shen Hanzhi’s arms, her joy of starting college shattered.

Shen Hanzhi saw her sadness and coaxed softly, “Ignore them. We didn’t do wrong. No need to reflect. My Little Jin, keep moving forward. I’ll handle the rest.”

“Okay, Sister, you’re so good,” Little Jin said softly, kissing Shen Hanzhi’s lips.

Shen Hanzhi held Little Jin’s waist, deepening the kiss.

Wen Hengqiu, after Shen Hanzhi’s call, felt uneasy. Shen Group’s influence in Nandu City was huge. If she tripped him up, his company was near bankruptcy. He called Wen Xin.

Police had taken Wen Xin and others, letting them call home. All faced ten days’ detention and 2,000-yuan fines.

Wen Xin answered Wen Hengqiu’s call, crying, “Dad, help me. Police arrested me. Find connections.”

Wen Hengqiu’s face hardened. What were his and Wu Yan’s kids? Wen Kai was useless, and Wen Xin was worse, landing in jail.

He took deep breaths to stay calm and asked coldly, “What happened?”

“Dad, there’s a school forum. Someone posted about Wen Jin. I cursed a bit. Who knew they’d report it and get lawyers? Police say I’m detained ten days. Dad, find someone,” Wen Xin cried.

Wen Hengqiu paused, then asked, “Why’s someone at your school cursing Wen Jin? She’s not a student there. Wrong person?”

“No, Wen Jin’s a freshman. She got into college. Dad, help me. I can’t stay here,” Wen Xin sobbed. She’d paid the fine, but ten days’ detention was unbearable.

“Wen Jin got into college? How? Isn’t she illiterate?” Wen Hengqiu said.

He zoned out, phone in hand, until Wen Xin urged him. He said coldly, “You cursed, you face it. I don’t deserve a daughter like you. The company’s struggling. Shen Hanzhi just called, hinting she’ll ruin us. I’m done. Good luck.”

He tossed his phone. He’d underestimated Shen Hanzhi’s care for Wen Jin. From illiterate to college in a year showed effort. If he’d treated Wen Jin like a daughter, Wen Group wouldn’t be this bad. Wen Xin’s actions were the final straw. Exhausted, he collapsed on the sofa.

Luckily, he’d transferred assets to the male omega he had a child with. If the company went bankrupt, assets would be frozen, properties auctioned. He’d be a deadbeat, but his new partner’s money would ensure a comfortable life.

Wen Xin called Wu Yan, who cried, had the driver take her to the station, and pleaded with police. When they didn’t budge, she tried bribing, but they warned her against disrupting duties, threatening detention. Wu Yan gave up, told Wen Xin to endure, and planned to confront Wen Jin.

That afternoon, the school held an assembly to announce the incident’s resolution. Shen Hanzhi and Wen Jin sat beside school leaders in the front row’s center, with six bodyguards Shen Hanzhi brought, wary of troublemakers scaring Little Jin.