Dressed as the Scumbag Alpha Mom of the Tragic Female Lead (ABO, GL) - Chapter 94

Chapter 94

The moment the door closed, the three outside exchanged glances. Zhao Xian, smiling broadly, showed keen interest in his eyes and asked, “Auntie, what’s the relationship between that lady and Aunt Jiang?”

Zhao Zi wasn’t one to gossip about friends behind their backs, nor did she think Zhao Xian needed to know. She vaguely replied, “It’s a bit complicated to explain… Xiao Xian, don’t worry about it. Let’s go inside. You must be tired after such a long flight, right?”

Seeing Jiang Chuxie lose her composure, Zhuang Qi sighed inwardly while joining her wife in brushing off Zhao Xian.

“Yeah, yeah, Xiao Xian, rest up. We’re going out for dinner later.”

Zhao Xian, realizing he wouldn’t get answers, didn’t press further but glanced at the opposite apartment again.

“Chuxie, wait, that hurts…”

Gu Lingjun was practically pushed into the room by Jiang Chuxie, whose grip on her arm was surprisingly strong, her expression dark.

Gu Lingjun felt nervous, worried Jiang Chuxie might think she was intentionally intruding.

The door slammed shut behind them, and Jiang Weizao, following her mother, stumbled back a few steps, nearly falling. Fortunately, Jiang Chuxie’s quick reflexes allowed her to grab the girl’s collar.

“Chuxie…”

Jiang Chuxie steadied Jiang Weizao and let go, releasing Gu Lingjun’s arm as well. She stepped back, putting distance between them. Though her face remained grim, she didn’t lash out as Gu Lingjun feared.

She just stared at them deeply, as if lost in thought, silent.

She was considering how to persuade Gu Lingjun not to move in. On one hand, she had no right to dictate where Gu Lingjun and her daughter lived. On the other, she didn’t want to plead nicely—Gu Lingjun had already said she didn’t need her care or sacrifice when she left, so why should Jiang Chuxie make the effort now?

“Chuxie, do you… have something to say?”

Gu Lingjun, uneasy about Jiang Chuxie’s reaction, was on edge. While she didn’t think Jiang Chuxie would harm her and didn’t mind facing embarrassment, she feared a conflict in front of her child.

Jiang Chuxie took a breath and said seriously, “You’d better not move here.”

Gu Lingjun hadn’t expected such a statement and instinctively asked, “Why?”

This place was close to the city center and Jiang Weizao’s school, and she often needed to visit government offices, making it a convenient choice.

Jiang Chuxie didn’t want to explain. From what Gu Lingjun had told her, it was clear that despite her many reincarnations, she never lived long enough to see Jiang Weizao grow up. So she was unaware of the later plot or that her daughter would be targeted by six Alphas, one of whom was Zhao Xian.

But truthfully, those people had nothing to do with Gu Lingjun’s death. In the end, they were all Jiang Chuxie’s enemies. Since Gu Lingjun wanted no ties with her, there was no need to share this. These troubles were hers to handle, not Gu Lingjun’s.

“Mommy, do you want us to live with you?”

Jiang Weizao tugged at Gu Lingjun’s clothes, struggling to look up at Jiang Chuxie. Jiang Chuxie frowned, her tone questioning as she asked Gu Lingjun, “You haven’t told her anything?”

Gu Lingjun bit her lip, her face pale. “I just wanted to wait until she’s older.”

Jiang Chuxie gave a cold laugh. “What’s the difference between telling her now or later? What’s the point of waiting until she’s older? Besides, you don’t even know if you’ll live that long, do you? Gu Lingjun, you said such grand things when you left, but you’re just avoiding responsibility.”

It was true. Not knowing when she might die, Gu Lingjun held onto a sliver of hope that if she passed, Jiang Chuxie might look after Jiang Weizao for their bl00d tie. That’s why she delayed telling her daughter the truth—she wanted their meeting to be more peaceful and natural.

“Mommy, what haven’t you told me?”

Jiang Weizao’s expressions were rarely vivid, usually showing only neutral confusion, with joy, sadness, or even curiosity seldom appearing on her face.

Even now, amid the tense exchange between Jiang Chuxie and Gu Lingjun, she showed no fear, asking her mother for answers in an extremely calm tone.

“Zaozao…”

Gu Lingjun struggled to speak, but Jiang Chuxie took an interest in Jiang Weizao’s reaction. For a six-year-old, she seemed far too mature.

She wasn’t sure if this was due to Gu Lingjun’s parenting or if Jiang Weizao was no longer the original story’s character, but she saw it as a good sign.

“Who told you I’m your mommy?”

Jiang Chuxie crouched to meet Jiang Weizao’s eyes. The girl widened her eyes slightly, saying matter-of-factly, “Mommy told me.”

“Then how did you recognize me?”

After getting together with Gu Lingjun, Jiang Chuxie hadn’t taken photos—actually, aside from ID pictures, she rarely took any in this life. Gu Lingjun shouldn’t have had a photo to show her daughter.

“Because there’s a painting of you at home.”

Jiang Chuxie glanced at Gu Lingjun, a hint of mockery in her eyes. Gu Lingjun, embarrassed, turned her face away, feeling utterly humiliated.

Jiang Weizao seemed to have no guard up, answering whatever Jiang Chuxie asked.

“Didn’t your mommy tell you we’re divorced?”

Jiang Weizao clearly understood divorce, as she quickly looked up at her mother with realization.

“Mommy, is that true?”

Gu Lingjun sighed deeply. “To be precise, we’re separated and signed a divorce agreement, but we haven’t formally completed the process.”

Indeed, they hadn’t finalized it. They had to wait until Gu Lingjun’s breastfeeding period ended, and later, Gu Lingjun rarely returned to the country—they hadn’t seen each other since. So, technically, they were still married.

However, with six years of separation and a signed divorce agreement, neither would be considered cheating if they dated others during this time.

“Oh, I almost forgot about that,” Jiang Chuxie stood, saying sarcastically, “Looks like we need to find time to finalize it. Otherwise, who knows what people might say, right?”

Gu Lingjun’s chest heaved, Hu Yunxue’s face flashing in her mind. Even if it wasn’t cheating, if either wanted to start a new family, they’d need to complete the divorce first.

Gu Lingjun had left the country during her breastfeeding period, leaving the divorce timing to Jiang Chuxie, ready to return when she was willing to meet. But Jiang Chuxie seemed to have forgotten entirely, acting as if they were already divorced and never mentioning it.

Not knowing when she might die, Gu Lingjun didn’t prioritize it. Dying as Mrs. Jiang might even be a small comfort to her.

Now, Chuxie brought up divorce. Though Gu Lingjun had reminded her first, Chuxie clearly meant something by it.

“…Pick a time that works for you. I’ll be there.”

“Oh? How about now?” She looked down at Jiang Weizao, her expression softening. “That way, the kid will understand what’s going on, right?”

Gu Lingjun pressed her lips tightly, her eyes moist. If she weren’t desperately holding back the lump in her throat, she might have already choked up.

But she was the one who chose to separate, and Jiang Chuxie’s words weren’t out of line.

“I… I don’t have my documents. Pick another time.”

Jiang Chuxie nodded. “Fair enough, I don’t have mine either. Back to the earlier topic—can you please not move here?”

Gu Lingjun, after a moment’s silence, asked, “Do you live here?”

“Yeah, so can you not move in?”

Jiang Chuxie did own property here, though it was rented out, but as long as Gu Lingjun didn’t know, it was fine.

“I understand…”

Jiang Weizao, tilting her head up, kept staring at Jiang Chuxie. “I want to ask, why are you getting divorced?”

Her tone was serious, showing neither sadness for the truth nor indignation on Gu Lingjun’s behalf.

Jiang Chuxie shrugged. “You’d have to ask your mommy.”

“But you’re my mommy too. Even if you and Mommy broke up, I’m still your daughter.” Jiang Weizao frowned, analyzing calmly, “I look a lot like you, so I can’t be from Mommy cheating. Why are you so cold to me?”

Jiang Chuxie opened her mouth—this kid was only six; how did she know so much? What had Gu Lingjun taught her?

But she couldn’t deny being cold. It wasn’t even Gu Lingjun’s fault. Before meeting Jiang Weizao, Jiang Chuxie had viewed her as the original story’s female lead.

The idea of the book’s protagonist becoming her daughter was too surreal. She’d even harbored unkind thoughts about the child, believing until their separation that she’d be a major liability for Gu Lingjun.

These complex emotions made it hard to see Jiang Weizao as her closest kin—at least, before seeing this little one in person, she couldn’t tap into maternal feelings.

Now, she wasn’t sure if it was the pull of bl00d ties or if this Jiang Weizao’s personality was genuinely likable, but she was starting to feel some affection.

At the very least, she didn’t want her daughter to repeat the book’s tragic path.

That’s why she immediately warned them.

“Do you want me to be warmer to you?”

“At least when I call you Mommy, you should respond, right?”

Jiang Weizao’s tone was negotiative. Gu Lingjun gently held her shoulders, saying softly, “Zaozao…”

Jiang Weizao raised her hand. “Mommy, I don’t care about you two, but don’t interfere with me and my other mommy. If she doesn’t want to acknowledge me, that’s because she doesn’t like me, not because of you.”

Jiang Chuxie was stunned. If not for Jiang Weizao’s childlike behaviors, she might’ve thought she was another anomaly like herself.

“That’s your only request?”

“Can I have more?”

Jiang Chuxie raised an eyebrow, smiling lightly at Gu Lingjun. “You’ve raised her well.”

Her words were sincere, but Gu Lingjun, thinking she meant something else, paled instantly.