I’m Her Secretively Beautiful and Strong Alpha. - Chapter 1
The summers in City A were hotter—much hotter—than the rest of the country, thanks to its dense population, large-scale industrial production, and unique geographical location.
In such weather, it was nearly impossible to stay outdoors for long. The silent crowds on the streets were mostly made up of alphas.
And as for physically demanding labor? The strong figures hauling steel bars and dragging sacks of cement at construction sites weren’t just alphas—they had to be at least B-rank or higher. Otherwise, enduring long hours of outdoor work in this heat would be too much.
Not far from the city park, there was a construction site owned by the Nan family.
Two workers sat in the shade, gulping down ice-cold bottled water.
They had just stepped back from the front lines, damp towels draped over their necks, savoring the relief of the chilled water coursing through their bodies as they whispered to each other:
“She’s really something else, seriously.”
“It’s past four now—she’s been at it for over three hours, right? Must be an A-rank alpha to keep up like that…”
“I’m A-rank, and I couldn’t do it. Don’t talk nonsense.”
They muttered back and forth, their eyes fixed on the woman shuttling between the truck and the site under the scorching sun, carrying bundles of steel bars on her back.
She was tall, sure, but not particularly muscular. Where she got the strength from, no one knew. Since arriving at the site, she hadn’t spoken a word to anyone, hadn’t taken a single sip of water—just kept her head down and worked.
Her face was obscured by the safety helmet she wore, her hair tied back, still dressed in her formal suit instead of changing into work clothes. If not for her, these workers wouldn’t have had a chance to rest.
As they talked, a crucial question suddenly occurred to them:
“Who is she?”
They’d never seen anyone like her on-site before. And that suit she was wearing—who showed up to a construction site in a suit?
Most importantly, in this kind of weather… Ordinary people would feel dizzy after just ten minutes in the sun. Even A-rank alphas like them were drenched in sweat and had to take regular breaks. What kind of high-ranking alpha could last over three hours?
This was a construction site.
So, the most plausible identity they could think of for this woman was…
“Must be the new foreman. Probably her first time on-site.”
They exchanged a glance, grabbed another bottle of ice water from the foam cooler, and approached Mu Xi just as she was carrying a barrel of cement. With friendly smiles, they offered:
“Want some water?”
That cement barrel had to weigh at least forty or fifty pounds.
Mu Xi paused, slowly setting the barrel down before giving them an awkward smile. “Thank you.”
After three hours of hard labor, she was covered in a thin layer of sweat, her shirt sticking uncomfortably to her skin. But since she didn’t know anyone here and wanted to finish quickly, she hadn’t stopped.
She twisted the cap off and took small sips, stopping after about a third before smiling again. “Feels nice.”
Up close, they could finally see her face clearly.
To their surprise, this seemingly superhuman foreman was actually quite young—and strikingly good-looking.
Mu Xi’s face was strikingly handsome in a refined, heroic way. Beneath thick brows, her phoenix eyes shone bright and spirited, while her nose stood as tall and straight as her posture. When the two workers got a clear look at her face, they suddenly understood:
If a top-tier alpha had a face, this would be it; if someone had such a face, they must be a top-tier alpha…
Moreover, she appeared quite friendly, which made the naturally alpha-admiring workers feel even more inclined to chat with her.
“What should we call you? There are already several foremen here—didn’t expect another one. But then again, the Nans are a big family with vast businesses, so a few extra foremen aren’t surprising,” one worker said with a wink. “A couple of them can be tough to deal with, so you’ll need to keep your wits about you.”
Mu Xi gave him a puzzled look.
After a moment’s thought, she realized they had mistaken her for one of their own…
But she wasn’t one of them, nor was she a foreman! Though no one seemed inclined to speak up for workers exploited to this extent, her actual job had nothing to do with construction sites!
So why on earth was she hauling bricks at a construction site now? Something must have gone terribly wrong somewhere!
“I’m not a foreman,” Mu Xi said wearily. “I… I’m a butler.”
The moment these words left her mouth, the workers’ expressions turned even more shocked than if they’d seen someone laboring under the scorching 40-degree sun for three hours straight.
Leaving aside why such a formidable alpha would work as a butler…
Why would a butler be hauling cement buckets at a construction site…
Just as they were bursting with unspoken questions, Mu Xi pulled her phone from her trouser pocket and answered a call:
“Madam, it’s me. Yes. Yes. Understood, very well.”
After hanging up, her previously stiff expression—caused by being mistaken for a foreman—brightened noticeably. Cheerfully, she told her new acquaintances:
“I have to go now. It was nice meeting you both. Goodbye.”
Madam had called, and she had a new assignment.
Whatever this new task entailed, it had to be better than hauling bricks here.
So, Mu Xi removed her hard hat, letting her damp hair fall loose to breathe, and without breaking stride, walked to a black sedan parked at the edge of the site. She opened the door and got in.
The two workers stared dumbfounded as she went through these motions.
“Whose butler is she?”
“…No idea. If one person has to handle multiple roles, the household must be pretty poor.”
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Calmly, Mu Xi drove onto the highway, her clothes still splattered with mud and sweat.
In truth, the family she served was far from poor—they were none other than the owners of that very construction site, the Nans.
The Nan family had a long, illustrious history and deep-rooted influence, standing as one of the nation’s most prominent aristocratic families. From what Mu Xi knew, their primary businesses spanned finance and real estate, and in recent years, they’d been expanding into technology, maintaining their formidable momentum all the while.
She had no idea where the original owner of the body she’d transmigrated into had found the courage to send a resume to the Nans… much less why the Nans had actually hired her…
Indeed, this world was actually from a book Mu Xi had read, which primarily depicted how the Nan family’s children turned on each other, ultimately leading to the destruction of their household. The character she had transmigrated into was now this seemingly omnipotent tool-like butler.
…Come to think of it, Mu Xi was beginning to understand why the head of the Nan family, Madam Nan Zhiya, had hired her—a mere undergraduate who graduated from housekeeping university three years ago—as the family butler.
She was an SSS-level alpha. Not some overused tier from second-rate online games, but an exceptionally rare talent in this world. Mu Xi possessed physical capabilities and strength far beyond ordinary people, perfectly meeting Nan Zhiya’s various demands for exploiting a tool-like butler—whether it was scaling mountains of blades, traversing seas of fire, or hauling bricks at construction sites…
From butler to bodyguard to super soldier, Mu Xi alone was enough.
Mu Xi turned on the car’s air conditioning, setting it to maximum, waiting for her sweat to dry while contemplating what kind of person her new assignment would involve.
The call that had just rescued her from the construction site was from Nan Zhiya, instructing her to pick up the youngest daughter of the Nan family, who was returning from abroad.
As a top-tier businesswoman, Nan Zhiya not only managed the vast Nan family estate with impeccable order but also raised three children. The eldest daughter, Nan Lian, was her future successor; the second son, Nan Nan, was a troublemaker extraordinaire; and the youngest daughter, Nan Xi, had gone abroad to study before Mu Xi even joined the household.
The notice came too suddenly. Naturally, Mu Xi couldn’t greet the employer’s beloved youngest daughter looking like she’d just crawled out of a construction site. She needed to clean herself up first.
After parking the car, Mu Xi didn’t waste a second, sprinting from the garden into the house, rushing to her butler’s quarters on the first floor. Grabbing a change of clothes, she dashed into the shower and began stripping off her clothes while the water ran.
She let the comfortably warm water soak her hair and body, lathering shampoo and body wash before scrubbing furiously until her skin turned red, leaving no room for even a speck of grime. After drying off, she stepped out to blow-dry her hair.
…It had to be said, one perk of being the Nan family’s butler was that even the butler’s quarters here were beyond what Mu Xi could have afforded through her own efforts—the bathroom alone was larger than her college dorm room.
While Mu Xi was busy with all this.
The youngest daughter of the Nan family had already arrived in City A, dragging her suitcase alone through the VIP passage.
Nan Xi stood at the entrance for a moment. The sound of her native language flooding her ears felt oddly refreshing. The exit was crowded with people, many holding up signs to greet arrivals. Nan Xi scanned the area briefly but didn’t spot the words she was looking for.
Her brows furrowed slightly before quickly smoothing out.
No one had come to pick her up.
But it didn’t matter. Nan Xi immediately strode forward, ready to hail a taxi. She hadn’t informed Nan Zhiya of her exact arrival time, so this was her best option for now.
After sending a message to Nan Zhiya, the taxi she called arrived promptly.
The moment she mentioned the Nan family’s address, a flicker of hesitation passed through the driver’s eyes.
He glanced at his passenger in the rearview mirror. The young woman wore high-end designer clothes—the kind whose quality was obvious even without visible labels—and though she wore no makeup, her beauty was almost startling. Her complexion was excessively pale, yet her face showed not a single flaw, clearly the result of meticulous care…
Or perhaps she didn’t need conventional skincare at all, given how expensive her daily products must have been to achieve such miraculous effects.
The driver discreetly averted his gaze without comment and started the car toward the destination the passenger had requested.
As the wheels began turning, Nan Xi stared indifferently out the window, her hands clenched tightly at her sides.
She was a delicate omega with poor constitution, her health always fragile.
Moreover, she hadn’t yet found her alpha. A mating mark might have improved her condition, but she wanted nothing to do with that ever again.
Nan Xi hadn’t wanted to go through the trouble of returning to the country and enduring this journey. If not for Nan Zhiya’s promise of providing her with the best research facilities, she would never have come back.
She had fled overseas years ago. Here, she had encountered people she loathed and experienced things she could never forget… She had sworn never to return to City A.
But Nan Zhiya had offered to build her a world-class laboratory, exclusively for her, as a homecoming gift.
Few researchers could refuse such an offer, and Nan Xi was no exception.
Thirty minutes later, the taxi stopped near the Nan residence.
With trembling fingers, Nan Xi opened the door and stood by the roadside, breathing heavily. Her condition alarmed even the driver, who had initially intended to stay in his seat. He hurried out to help with her luggage and asked if she needed to go to the hospital.
Omegas were like this—easily worn down and injured by the slightest hardship.
Once her breathing steadied, Nan Xi waved him off quietly, indicating no need for a hospital visit. When paying the fare, she added an extra hundred as a tip before dragging her suitcase toward the Nan family gates.
The servants warmly opened the door for her, immediately preparing cooling tea and an array of beautifully arranged snacks. They attended to her every need meticulously and even began reading her this week’s City A news.
Her luggage had already been taken upstairs to her room—no one would open it without permission. She could organize her personal belongings later after resting.
Now, Nan Xi had only one thing to do.
Sit in the spacious, luxurious living room of her family home, drink tea, eat snacks, and wonder where the new housekeeper—whom her mother had promised would greet her—had disappeared to.
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