I Marked the Villain After Transmigrating into a Scumbag A - Chapter 8

The two of them stared at each other.

“What are you doing?” Ye Chimu asked first, her eyes shifting slightly inward, trying to see something inside.

“…I’m using the restroom,” Gu Zhijing said unhurriedly.

“This is the male Alpha restroom,” Ye Chimu’s gaze fell on the door behind her.

Everything in this world was great, except for the restrooms, which had six separate stalls—male Alpha, female Alpha, male Omega, female Omega, male Beta, and female Beta. The signs were all similar, making it easy to get them confused if you weren’t careful.

Gu Zhijing glanced back and said calmly, “I went into the wrong one.”

“And you, what are you doing here?” Gu Zhijing asked her softly.

Ye Chimu said, “I saw you go into the male Alpha restroom. I was afraid they would run into some perverts, so I came to check on them.”

What a thing to say. Gu Zhijing couldn’t help but curve her lips. She was charmed by Ye Chimu’s words. “You’re very kind-hearted.”

The atmosphere was awkward. Both of them were lying, and their lies were easy to see through.

Soon, a smell wafted out of the restroom, a very strong scent of wood. It was impossible to say what kind of tree it was, as the smell was so overwhelming it became pungent, like the ammonia smell of a restroom that hadn’t been cleaned in a long time. Then came the sounds of banging and cursing.

“Let’s talk somewhere else,” Gu Zhijing said, stepping outside. The crashing sounds from the restroom grew louder. As she left, Ye Chimu looked back, her fingers gripping the baseball bat tightly. The reason she had a baseball bat was simple. She had planned to get revenge on Zhao Kaiyu and smash his head open. If he had used his power to threaten her, she would’ve made sure no one would survive.

Then she had seen Gu Zhijing and Qin Guanghui talking. At first, she thought, Of course, these two haven’t changed their ways and are trying to drug me again. She was ready to destroy everything, but then Gu Zhijing took the drug and forced it down Zhao Kaiyu’s throat. It was a brutal move, but it had given her a rush of satisfaction.

When they reached a corner up ahead, Gu Zhijing said softly, “I’m going to the restroom. If anyone comes looking, wait for me somewhere else.”

She had done this alone, and she didn’t want to get Ye Chimu involved. Ye Chimu’s eyes fell on the sign for the female Alpha restroom. This time, Gu Zhijing hadn’t gone into the wrong one. She wasn’t in a hurry. She first washed the hands that had touched Zhao Kaiyu.

Once she was clean, she took out her phone and made a call. “Hello, is this the X newspaper? There’s someone here on drugs, trying to incite a riot among Omegas. Who is it, you ask? I think it’s the young master of Huashi Group.”

“The address is the Nanshan Charity Gala. All the people here are high-profile.”

Let the entire population watch.

Is that satisfying enough?

The reporter asked, “Who are you?”

“I’m just a passerby who helps out when I see injustice…” Gu Zhijing paused, wanting to say she was a good person. Then, thinking about what she had just done, she said, “I’m just a scumbag who helps out when I see injustice.”

“Huh?” The reporter was stunned.

Gu Zhijing didn’t respond, hanging up the phone. She took out the pocket square she had folded and used it to wipe her hands. Then, she fixed her wrinkled tie in the mirror.

Being a scumbag was easy. The hard part was sticking to your principles.

The person in the mirror still looked very elegant. Gu Zhijing turned and pushed the door open. Ye Chimu’s gaze swept over her. She didn’t ask what she had been doing, but the baseball bat in her hand was gone.

The celebrities at the underground charity gala were still socializing. Soon, someone who had gotten an early call from the media, spread the news, and the venue became agitated. Some people waited calmly for the media to arrive, hoping to get some screen time. Others were angry, cursing Zhao Kaiyu for his foolishness for doing drugs at a time like this. He’s completely lost his mind and doesn’t care about the consequences!

Gu Zhijing acted as if none of it was her business. She took Ye Chimu to the basement, drove her car out, and parked it next to Ye Chimu. “I’ll give you a ride home.”

Before Ye Chimu could respond, Gu Zhijing got out of the car, opened the passenger door, and invited her to get in. Ye Chimu sat in the passenger seat and buckled her seatbelt. She quietly asked, “When can I get the things from the auction?”

Gu Zhijing replied, “Probably in three days.”

The car didn’t leave right away. Gu Zhijing drove to a street corner, positioning the car directly in front of the venue where the charity gala was being held. She rolled down the window. The summer wind was warm as it blew in, and the street, apart from the heat, was quiet.

Gu Zhijing said, “Let’s enjoy his humiliation. Are you in a hurry? If not, you can watch for a bit, and I’ll take you home later.”

Ye Chimu shook her head. Soon, the sound of hurried footsteps echoed, and a group of reporters rushed onto the street. They carried cameras and camcorders, pushing their way inside. The bellhops couldn’t stop them, and a few leaves fell from the trees nearby from the commotion.

Rich young masters were skilled at using their influence to intimidate people, usually treating the media like dogs. But now, they were the ones being treated like dogs. Reporters were not loyal dogs.

A group of people in black suits arrived. Gu Zhijing explained to Ye Chimu, “That’s the Zhao family’s people. But it’s too late. Even if Zhao Kaiyu were an onion, he would have been completely stripped bare by now.”

Her tone was light and airy, as if she were a spectator watching a show, as if none of this was her doing.

As she had said, Zhao Kaiyu was carried out, completely naked, covered only by a thin blanket. One arm dangled from the side. A group of people followed, taking pictures, wanting to rip the blanket off him. The bodyguards just wanted to get him out, not noticing that the blanket was about to fall off. A fearless paparazzo stepped up and tore the blanket away, and Zhao Kaiyu was exposed to the cameras.

Gu Zhijing rolled up the window. The scene was not suitable for women to see. She gripped the steering wheel and drove away.

As night fell, the cool breeze from outside blew straight into the car. A very faint, pleasant fragrance filled the car, a scent that was hard to pin down but felt humid and cool on a dry summer night. It was like a feather tickling the tip of her nose, making her feel an unbearable itch.

“What do your pheromones smell like?” Ye Chimu turned her head and asked.

“Hmm?” Gu Zhijing hadn’t heard her clearly. “What did you just say?”

Ye Chimu lowered her gaze, looking away from her.

Gu Zhijing had actually heard her, but she wasn’t sure what her pheromones smelled like. The original novel hadn’t mentioned it. Every time she released pheromones, it was an instinctive move to intimidate her opponents; she had never released an overly fragrant scent.

Her nose twitched slightly as she tried to catch a scent. She wondered, Did my pheromones come out?

Ye Chimu turned to look out the car window. A wave of heat rushed from her throat to the rest of her body. An Omega’s body was just like that: sensitive, unable to withstand any kind of provocation. She remembered the scene of her leaving the hotel that day. Was that what Gu Zhijing had planned to do to her? To call a bunch of reporters to humiliate her and ruin her life? But now, it was Zhao Kaiyu.

Gu Zhijing was acting so strange. What exactly was she trying to do?

Gu Zhijing’s phone rang in her pocket. She chose to answer it, and since she didn’t have her headphones, she had to put it on speakerphone.

Qin Guanghui’s voice was frantic but also held a certain excitement. “CEO Gu, that scumbag almost pulled my pants off! Luckily, I was fast enough to lock him inside. Otherwise, the media would have gotten pictures of me. Honestly, CEO Gu, why didn’t you give me a heads-up?”

Gu Zhijing said, “Take a taxi home. I’m taking Miss Ye Chimu home.” She hinted that Ye Chimu was in the car and he shouldn’t talk nonsense.

“CEO Gu, have we completely offended the Huashi Group? You don’t know what a dog Zhao Kaiyu is. No, he’s worse than a dog,” Qin Guanghui added in a small voice at the end, genuinely scared.

“I’ll take responsibility for whatever happens,” Gu Zhijing said.

Shortly after she hung up, Gu Zhijing’s phone started vibrating again. She turned the volume down and quietly drove, pretending not to notice it.

Ye Chimu glanced at her from the corner of her eye, her eyelids fluttering. She saw the name on Gu Zhijing’s screen: “Father.” The screen light kept flashing, and the missed calls had piled up to twenty. She could imagine how furious the person on the other end was.

Didn’t she say she’d take responsibility?

Gu Zhijing’s brow furrowed slightly. She was clearly worried, but she was trying to act calm. She was so desperate to save face.

Zhao Kaiyu was a notorious playboy, and his family, with their wealth, indulged him. Before this incident, he had messed with many “Ye Chimus,” and with his family’s protection, he had never faced any consequences.

Ye Chimu took out her phone and checked the news. Zhao Kaiyu’s name was quickly trending. Because the videos were inappropriate and the media was wary of the Zhao family, they only released some suggestive photos. But the people who had been there and watched were different. They uploaded their own videos, and netizens were quick to condemn Zhao Kaiyu, saying he had gone too far by doing something like this at a charity gala. He had no shame. At the same time, many people connected the incident back to Ye Chimu, believing she had been harmed by people like Zhao Kaiyu in the hotel.

Ten minutes later, a brave paparazzo uploaded a video. Zhao Kaiyu was seen crawling on the ground like a dog, a dirty mess in the restroom. Noticing someone filming him, he turned and lunged, not to make them stop, but to grab the leg of the reporter standing closest to him, pulling down their pants.

The car stopped. Gu Zhijing had brought her to her apartment building. Ye Chimu wasn’t famous yet, having only acted in one web drama where she played a villain. She lived in a run-down apartment complex with interns from her company. There was no security guard, and the environment was poor.

Gu Zhijing got out and opened the car door for Ye Chimu. She waited until she saw her walk towards her building before driving away. She glanced in her rearview mirror as she drove off.

After a few steps, Ye Chimu stopped. Her hand was on a tree, and her back was slightly hunched. Having endured so much unfair treatment, Ye Chimu was fragile. The slightest bit of trouble could break her. But she was also resilient, always finding a way to hang on.

Ye Chimu’s scent gland was hot and painful. The pheromones Zhao Kaiyu had released had re-stimulated her sensitive nerves, pushing her to her breaking point. She felt awful, and her legs were weak.

The car lights shone on her, and Ye Chimu instinctively straightened up, watching the car with a vigilant expression that was as cold as before. The car that had just left now stopped beside her, and a familiar voice came through. Gu Zhijing’s voice had a certain coolness to it that could soothe the pain in the back of her neck.

The pale moonlight fell on Ye Chimu. Her red lips took on a tantalizing honey color as the Omega trembled in the night breeze. The car window slowly rolled down, revealing the Alpha’s beautiful profile.

“Why are you still standing there?” Gu Zhijing asked.

The back of Ye Chimu’s neck became unusually damp. The pheromones were surging through her body like waves, a heat that couldn’t be stopped from escaping her scent gland.

“I…”

“You don’t want to go upstairs?”

“No.”

Ye Chimu really didn’t want to go up. She would be laughed at if she went back. Going out and returning with weak, damp legs would make others think she was…

Gu Zhijing looked at the dilapidated place in front of her. “I’ll take you to a hotel for the night.”

There was a hotel right ahead. Ye Chimu looked at her suspiciously, not believing Gu Zhijing could be so kind. She asked, “Didn’t you say you don’t have money for a room?”

“Huh?” Gu Zhijing was shocked. Through the car window, she asked softly, “You heard that?” She followed up with another question, “What else did you hear?”

“You want to have children with me,” Ye Chimu said coldly.

“…”

“I have money now,” Gu Zhijing explained, but she quickly realized her explanation sounded weak. It sounded as if she had money for a room and to have children with Ye Chimu. Just as she was about to explain further, a look of doubt passed through Ye Chimu’s eyes, as if she were questioning whether Gu Zhijing had the ability to do so.

The car door suddenly opened, letting out a rush of warm air. Ye Chimu’s legs buckled, and Gu Zhijing quickly reached out to support her. Ye Chimu asked, “What do your pheromones smell like?”

Gu Zhijing didn’t know. She cautiously released a small amount of pheromones. Ye Chimu didn’t smell anything. Gu Zhijing, being new to this world, hadn’t completely mastered the use of her third gender. She wasn’t very skilled, so she released a little more.

“Can you smell it?”

The scent was very faint. The next second, Ye Chimu stumbled forward. Her breathing became shallow and rapid. “Are your pheromones jasmine?”

The scent was faint, almost imperceptible. Only an overdose of the pheromones could bring out the floral scent. If the concentration was not controlled properly, it could lower the Omega’s oxygen levels and rapidly induce a heat cycle.