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[Still a “chasing-the-alpha, redemption-arc” story. The female lead goes from hated by all to adored by everyone. The plot is built around romance. As long as it’s fun, that’s what matters.]
Gu Qiqi wakes up to find herself inside a forbidden romance game—as a scumbag Alpha who can’t speak her true thoughts. According to the plot, she’s supposed to be perfectly matched—100% compatibility—with three top-tier Omegas.
In the game’s storyline, she’s lazy, uneducated, and a small-time thug. She relies on her high match rate to threaten these powerful Omegas one by one, demanding benefits, taking advantage of them, and being generally detestable. Everyone hates her. Even dogs avoid her. In the end, her pheromones are completely drained, and she dies miserably.
To avoid this tragic ending, she must start over, win the favor of the Omega leads, and earn an “A” rating from them in her year-end evaluation.
Then the system issues a prompt:
[Warning: Three elite Omegas—cold CEO, aloof doctor, and dominant lawyer—are all entering their sensitive phase at the same time. Host may only assist one.]
- Option A: CEO, Feng Jiying
- Option B: Doctor, Wen Rui
- Option C: Lawyer, Liu Huaiqing
At that moment—
Feng Jiying’s expression is full of disgust.
Wen Rui’s smile is cold and dangerous.
Liu Huaiqing twirls a knife in her hand.
Gu Qiqi crosses her arms and smirks.
“If you want my help, bidding starts at half a million. Highest offer wins.”
Evening – Feng Family Villa
Feng Jiying is in the middle of his sensitive period. Restless and agitated, he finally calls Gu Qiqi. His voice still carries that commanding CEO tone:
“I’m not feeling well.”
Gu Qiqi, currently on a voice call soothing Wen Rui, replies calmly:
“To cut in line starts at 300,000. You can bid against Wen Rui. If you refuse, you’ll need to wait 40 minutes. After midnight, an overtime fee of 1.5x will be added.”
Suddenly, Liu Huaiqing knocks on the door:
“I’ll pay ten times that. Come have coffee with me.”
Feng Jiying grits his teeth and growls:
“One million. End the call. Don’t open that door.”
Gu Qiqi gives a sly, crooked grin.
“Making money takes brains. Why bother with threats?”