Dressed as the Scumbag Alpha Mom of the Tragic Female Lead (ABO, GL) - Chapter 50

Chapter 50

When Jiang Chuxie emerged, Gu Lingjun had already prepared clothes for her. The atmosphere was awkward—mostly because Jiang Chuxie felt uneasy. Without Gu Lingjun’s help, she couldn’t have changed on her own.

“Gu Lingjun…” Sitting on the bed, watching Gu Lingjun patiently button her shirt, Jiang Chuxie hesitated before speaking. “Are you… okay? I mean, physically… is everything alright?”

Gu Lingjun looked up, a slight smile on her lips, radiating charm.

“Don’t worry, I’m fine… at least better than you.”

Jiang Chuxie’s face flushed red, and it took her a while to muster the courage to say, “What… what are your thoughts?”

Gu Lingjun adjusted her clothes, lowering her eyes like a dutiful wife.

“Senior, what kind of thoughts are you referring to?”

“I mean, our relationship.” Jiang Chuxie fidgeted with her fingers, finding it hard to speak. “I think your dad wants to see me to clarify this too.”

“My dad wants to know your thoughts. Instead of asking me, why don’t you tell me what you’re thinking?” Gu Lingjun turned the tables, looking at her face. “Or does Senior have no thoughts at all?”

Jiang Chuxie faltered, instinctively looking away. “I’m the one at fault here, and you helped me. I don’t have the right to have any thoughts, so whatever you—”

“So whatever I want, you’ll do?” Gu Lingjun interrupted, her slender fingers gently brushing Jiang Chuxie’s collar. “Senior thinks I got the short end, right?”

That was obvious. If Jiang Chuxie hadn’t been ambushed, Gu Lingjun wouldn’t have needed to… do this.

“Because of my negligence…”

“Senior, you’re missing something. I helped you not out of kindness, but because I like you. Understand? I didn’t want you to suffer or be with someone else, so I did this.”

Gu Lingjun sat beside her, gently taking her hand, resuming the confession interrupted days ago.

“You might’ve forgotten, but you kept rejecting me then. Objectively, I’m the despicable one who took advantage of you. You don’t need to feel guilty or think you have to take responsibility.”

“But…”

But this was just Gu Lingjun comforting her. The responsibility was clearly hers. Even if Gu Lingjun liked her, she surely didn’t want their relationship to happen so unclearly.

“Or does Senior think chastity matters more for Omegas than Alphas?”

“That’s… not what I mean.”

Jiang Chuxie was never a purist. In normal circumstances, she didn’t think the man or Alpha had to take responsibility just for being intimate.

Relationships should be mutually cherished. Forcing one side to bear it all devalues the other.

But now, they weren’t a couple, and this wasn’t a natural progression.

“Let me ask you, if it had been Yu Wen, would you feel responsible?”

At Yu Wen’s name, Jiang Chuxie’s face twisted like she’d swallowed a cockroach. She hated the idea—it made her nauseous.

“I wouldn’t.”

Though others thought Jiang Chuxie’s uprightness meant she’d take responsibility for Yu Wen, her integrity wasn’t like that.

As she’d thought, she didn’t believe an Alpha had to be responsible for an Omega after intimacy, especially in a setup. She’d only feel disgusted, and even if threatened, she wouldn’t yield—that was her principle.

“What about another Omega?”

Jiang Chuxie froze.

She disliked Yu Wen and was furious at his scheme, so she’d never comply. But if it were another Omega dragged into this, what would she think?

Gu Lingjun smiled lightly. “You’d probably respect their wishes, like now, right?”

It wasn’t a bad thing—Jiang Chuxie’s sense of responsibility was admirable. But it wasn’t what Gu Lingjun wanted. She didn’t want Jiang Chuxie to feel obligated to her.

Jiang Chuxie couldn’t argue, but she couldn’t imagine being intimate with another Omega.

The thought made her breathless, her mood restless.

“I-I wouldn’t do this with anyone else…”

Gu Lingjun nodded. “You locked yourself in the bathroom and tied yourself up. I believe you wouldn’t willingly be with someone else. It’s just a hypothetical.”

Jiang Chuxie relaxed slightly, then tensed again.

“So—”

“So you shouldn’t ask what I think, but what you think. You didn’t force me or mark me, so you don’t need to feel guilty or responsible. Or do you want me to take responsibility for you? If you think that, I have no objections—I did say I like you.”

Gu Lingjun’s reasoning was so logical that Jiang Chuxie couldn’t find a rebuttal.

“Senior, what do you think?”

Facing Gu Lingjun’s gentle yet firm confession, Jiang Chuxie felt overwhelmed.

What did she think?

The question was too confusing.

Did she like Gu Lingjun? Want to be with her?

Self-questioning seemed to yield affirmative answers.

But her worries hadn’t eased. If anything, this incident confirmed the story’s unstoppable force.

“You said you like me…”

“Yes, but I don’t want you to choose responsibility just because I like you. You get that, right? That’s what’s irresponsible to me and our relationship.”

Jiang Chuxie’s face was bitter—Gu Lingjun was right. If she didn’t strongly want to be with her, wasn’t ready to face everything, or hadn’t shed her naive ideas, being with Gu Lingjun would only hurt them both.

Her half-hearted approach had led to this mess. Two unclear paths lay before her, and she was deeply confused about which to take.

More than pondering her relationship with Gu Lingjun, she desperately wanted Yu Wen and his accomplices punished.

“It’s okay, Senior. I’m not in a rush. I can wait for you to think it through.” Gu Lingjun stood, helping her up. “I hope you’ll reply after careful thought. For now, let’s meet Senior Zhao and my dad. They must be worried.”

Zhao Zi and Mu Qing had been in the living room for a while. Both were talkative, and after the initial awkwardness, they chatted a bit. The topic mostly centered on Jiang Chuxie, as Mu Qing clearly wanted to learn more about the person his daughter liked from Zhao Zi.

Unlike Zhuang Qi, who hyped Jiang Chuxie up, Zhao Zi was more reserved, sharing only her observations from their time together.

To make a good impression, she highlighted Jiang Chuxie’s “glorious” deeds. On the surface, Jiang Chuxie seemed like an excellent Alpha.

“So she’s always been like this? At the last welcome event, she helped an Omega in heat?”

“Yes, Lingjun was there too.”

Zhao Zi avoided mentioning it was Yu Wen, given the current mess. Bringing him up might make Mu Qing more wary.

“Sorry, Uncle, I didn’t know this would happen.”

“Who could’ve predicted it?”

Mu Qing was initially angry and worried, like Gu Lian, wanting to blame everyone.

But they weren’t unreasonable. After Gu Lian hit Zhuang Qi, and he reviewed Area A’s footage, he calmed down.

“Lingjun’s an adult. She wanted to come play—no one could stop her.”

Likewise, she liked Jiang Chuxie, and no matter how he or Gu Lian objected, it wouldn’t work. He’d worried about her lack of assertiveness, but now that she had it, it was even more troubling.

“Does Jiang Chuxie actually like Lingjun?”

Mu Qing didn’t care about Jiang Chuxie’s talent or ability—he wanted to know if she liked his daughter.

Good character was a bonus, but if she didn’t like Lingjun, it was all for nothing.

“Well… you’d have to ask her. I can say she definitely doesn’t dislike Lingjun, but she’s passive in this area and rarely interacts with Omegas.”

Mu Qing, getting no clear answer, sighed worriedly.

Jiang Chuxie not marking Gu Lingjun was arguably good, but Mu Qing couldn’t help wondering: after all this, she restrained herself from marking his daughter—was something wrong with her?

Either she was physically incapable, or she didn’t like Lingjun—neither was what he wanted. Lest Lingjun’s passion go to waste, ending with nothing.

Lost in thought, he saw Gu Lingjun helping Jiang Chuxie out of the bedroom.

The female Alpha looked pale, her tall frame seeming frailer, utterly weak and haggard. In contrast, the female Omega beside her was rosy-cheeked, radiant, and full of energy.

The difference between an Omega’s heat with or without an Alpha was stark.

Seeing Jiang Chuxie like this, Mu Qing’s plan to intimidate her softened. Heaven help her—two doses of aphrodisiac, and she looked drained.

If she’d set this up, she was too harsh on herself. If Gu Lingjun hadn’t followed the script, she might be gone now.

“Uncle…”

Jiang Chuxie’s hoarse voice softened her sharp features, adding a delicate, pitiable charm.

Mu Qing only now noticed this Alpha looked dainty, more like an Omega than an Alpha.

“Sit down.”

Though some preferred this type of Alpha, Mu Qing hadn’t known his daughter was into it.

Jiang Chuxie sat obediently, stiffly straightening her back, forcing herself not to shy away from Mu Qing’s scrutiny.

Despite Gu Lingjun’s words, she wanted to appear responsible in front of Mu Qing—though her heart was nearly bursting with embarrassment and shame.

“Feeling better?”

If anyone was embarrassed, Mu Qing was no less so. Who could calmly chat with the other party right after their daughter went through this?

Unsure how to start, he began with concern.

Jiang Chuxie’s pale face visibly reddened, her voice barely a whisper as she mumbled, “Mmm,” then quickly added, “I’m much better.”

Zhao Zi was dying of awkwardness, sneaking glances at Gu Lingjun. Surprisingly, Gu Lingjun was the calmest, as if nothing had happened.

Zhao Zi realized she’d underestimated her junior. In terms of composure, everyone else paled compared to Gu Lingjun.

“Good…” Mu Qing responded perfunctorily, then cut to the chase. “So, what are your thoughts now?”

Zhao Zi’s heart tensed, feeling nervous.

Jiang Chuxie paused, saying hoarsely, “This happened so suddenly. I want to resolve my own issues first, then seriously consider this.”

It sounded nice, but wasn’t it just dodging responsibility?

Mu Qing was very dissatisfied.

“What’s there to think about? Are you unwilling to take responsibility?”

“Uncle, giving you a rash answer now would be irresponsible.”

Gu Lingjun had asked her to think carefully before replying, and she agreed she should reflect deeply. This was an accident—if she rushed into a relationship with Gu Lingjun because of it, how could she ensure it wouldn’t lead to greater tragedy?

“You—”

Mu Qing was furious!

He didn’t want this rational, responsible-sounding answer. It proved Jiang Chuxie’s feelings for his daughter weren’t deep—or that she didn’t like her at all!

If she truly liked Lingjun, she’d be on her knees proposing, not spouting nonsense.

“Dad, this is what Senior and I agreed on.” Gu Lingjun knew what her father was thinking—and he was right. “Besides, you and Mom have your own thoughts, don’t you?”

Jiang Chuxie likely had feelings for her, but Gu Lingjun knew they weren’t strong enough to overcome her reservations. She wasn’t so卑微 or卑鄙 as to use this incident to bind Jiang Chuxie—that’d make her no different from Yu Wen.

She wanted Jiang Chuxie to decide after careful thought. This incident was just a bit of leverage for her.

Mu Qing, choked by her words, was speechless.

Yes, he secretly hoped Jiang Chuxie would show love for Gu Lingjun, but that didn’t mean he’d easily entrust his daughter to her. He wanted to know if Gu Lingjun held the upper hand, if she was at a disadvantage, and if she could control Jiang Chuxie.

They’d test Jiang Chuxie until they were sure she was reliable before allowing them together.

But her attitude was so calm, it was unclear if she’d pass any tests—or if she even wanted to take responsibility!

Worst of all, his daughter was siding with Jiang Chuxie, openly and subtly protecting her, not mentioning her own losses!

“Fine, she can think all she wants. You’re coming home with me now—we’re done here.”

Mu Qing felt a deep talk with Gu Lingjun at home was necessary. Omegas were already disadvantaged against Alphas—why was she always thinking of her?

Was his daughter a saint? Even with newfound assertiveness, was it just to play saint?

Sure, Jiang Chuxie’s current state could stir maternal instincts, but Alphas weren’t harmless cubs. Gu Lingjun’s mindset would lead to losses!

“Dad, Senior’s body hasn’t…”

Mu Qing didn’t care if Jiang Chuxie was recovered, pulling Gu Lingjun up to leave.

“What’s her health to you? You’re nothing to each other—why care for her? Let her handle her own mess. Once it’s done, we’ll settle with her. That’s your mom’s and my final leniency.”

Gu Lingjun was yanked off the couch. Jiang Chuxie didn’t stop it, and Zhao Zi didn’t dare.

“I can’t control others, but you’re my daughter. You hid this trip from us, so I can at least manage you.”

“Dad…”

Gu Lingjun looked helpless as Mu Qing laid down the law. “Your mom and I spoiled you too much. From now on, no more dorms. We’ll arrange personal bodyguards to stop your reckless running around!”

This was less a threat to Gu Lingjun and more a message for Jiang Chuxie. If he wanted, he could pull Gu Lingjun from school to cut their ties faster.

“Gu Lingjun, go home with Uncle.”

Another big reason for Jiang Chuxie’s hesitation was realizing how many people were watching her, wanting to use or ruin her.

Until she dealt with them, she didn’t dare get too close to Gu Lingjun. The Gu family assigning bodyguards was ideal—she could focus on handling Yu Wen and his ilk.

“Then, Senior, you…”

“I’m much better. Don’t worry.”

Gu Lingjun’s concern warmed Jiang Chuxie’s heart but deepened her guilt for not responding to her feelings immediately.

Zhao Zi also thought it best for Gu Lingjun to go home with Mu Qing, quickly saying, “Lingjun, don’t worry. I’ll look after Jiang Chuxie.”

“Thanks, Sen—”

“Why thank her for caring for Jiang Chuxie? Home!”

Mu Qing snorted, pulling Gu Lingjun out the door.

Only Jiang Chuxie and Zhao Zi remained, neither speaking for a moment.

Seeing Jiang Chuxie’s tired, dejected look, Zhao Zi carefully chose her words.

“Jiang Chuxie, you know Gu Lingjun really likes you, right?”

Jiang Chuxie covered her eyes with her slender hands, saying softly, “I know now.”

Zhao Zi thought it was good Mu Qing had left—his reaction to that would’ve been explosive.

“Then you don’t like Lingjun?”

“…I don’t dislike her. This isn’t about whether I like her.”

“Then what is it? I get you want to sort out your issues first, but that doesn’t conflict with being with her. Her parents are upset now—shouldn’t you state your intentions early to reassure them?”

“But I can’t make promises I haven’t fully thought through.”

In fact, she’d been avoiding this choice all along.

“That’s what I don’t get. If you don’t dislike her… To me, you like her. Why hesitate? You care for each other, and now… isn’t that enough to decide?” Zhao Zi, supporting Gu Lingjun, was frustrated by Jiang Chuxie’s indecision. “Her parents’ anger is natural, but I can tell they’re reasonable. With sincerity and Lingjun’s mediation, they’ll accept you. Or do you care about status, afraid of being labeled a gold-digger?”

Jiang Chuxie sighed. “It’s complicated. I can’t explain it to you. But I promised Gu Lingjun I’d seriously consider our relationship. Once this incident is resolved, I’ll give the Gu family an answer.”

Zhao Zi, seeing her stubbornness and getting nowhere, was both helpless and annoyed.

“Fine, I can’t meddle in your business. But I’m partly responsible too—I helped Lingjun come on this trip.”

“No, it’s all my fault.”

Jiang Chuxie’s guilt was beyond others’ understanding, as they saw her as a victim. Only she knew how much responsibility she bore.

The past two months of calm, her thriving career, and pleasant time with Gu Lingjun had dulled her vigilance.

Zhao Zi had mentioned possible stalking on the way, meeting Yu Wen here was too coincidental, and she’d seen that suspicious man in the lounge—but she ignored it all.

She thought carrying two strong suppressants was cautious enough, not considering that if someone truly targeted her, even a gun wouldn’t help.

She overlooked every danger, missed every clue, leading to this mess.

Whether Gu Lingjun, Zhao Zi, or Zhuang Qi, they were natives of this world, unaware of its causal logic or driving forces.

Their lack of vigilance was normal. Her carelessness caused this entire ordeal.

She desperately wanted to punish those who framed her but knew even if she found evidence and punished them, what happened wouldn’t change.

No one could understand her grief, because no one knew the depth of her mistake.