Reborn as a Scummy Alpha, I Became Every Heroine's Obsession (GL) - Chapter 21
Gu Qiqi looked at Feng Jiying, whose sudden possessiveness seemed out of character. “The Federal Government inspector is already gone. Why are you still acting like this, President Feng? The pheromone-suppressing collar is still working fine. Don’t tell me…”
Feng Jiying sat calmly on the sofa, but Gu Qiqi suddenly leaned down, inching closer like she was about to say something scandalous.
“Are you getting nervous, President Feng? Could it be that our 100% genetic match is making your heart skip a beat?”
Gu Qiqi had only meant it as a joke. But Feng Jiying didn’t respond for a long time, leaving an awkward silence hanging in the air.
“…Fine, forget it if it’s not true,” Gu Qiqi muttered, clearly a little embarrassed. “Why are you so quiet all of a sudden? That’s just awkward.”
Then Feng Jiying let out a short, cold snort. “I told you—resisting the effects of pheromones is difficult, especially for an omega and alpha with such a high genetic compatibility. It’s hard to stay rational all the time. But you’re different. You’re immune to pheromones and won’t mark me. As long as I stay in control, there’s no harm in indulging myself once in a while.”
She reached out and pinched Gu Qiqi’s chin. “If you lean in like that and I kiss you, I’m not paying for it.”
Gu Qiqi fired back without missing a beat, “Fine by me. It’s not like I’m losing anything. Who knows? Maybe after a few kisses, I’ll actually start reacting to your pheromones. If I get impulsive and mark you on the spot, that means I inherit the Feng Corporation. You wouldn’t blame me for that, would you, President Feng?”
Her sly wolf-like eyes blinked innocently, her voice teasing and full of mock sweetness.
A vein twitched on Feng Jiying’s temple. She finally had enough and stood halfway up, clearly trying to walk away.
[System]: Host, the fact that you’re holding back even now… truly impressive.
Gu Qiqi smirked with a crooked grin. Nothing is more important than staying alive.
Although she had rejected Liu Huaiqing’s call earlier, the message she left was intriguing.
Liu Huaiqing: You want to buy a Central City residency through the black market? I can help you. Come to the location I’ll send—tonight at 8 p.m.
Gu Qiqi stared at the coordinates Liu Huaiqing sent and made up her mind—she was going to take the risk.
[System]: Host, you really trust her that much? What if it’s a trap?
Gu Qiqi: You can’t get rich without taking risks.
From what she’d heard, buying a Central City residency through the black market cost about three million.
At her current pace, she’d never save up enough in time.
That night, Gu Qiqi snuck out quietly.
In the game system, it had been the three of them working together who killed her.
So whether it was Liu Huaiqing or Feng Jiying, Gu Qiqi didn’t trust either of them.
But she moved skillfully, leaving no trace and avoiding everyone’s notice.
“You came,” a voice said.
The sound of heels—low and high—echoed sharply in the still night.
Liu Huaiqing appeared, still wearing a traditional qipao, though this time in pale blue. Her hair was pinned up with a black peachwood hairpin, with a few loose strands falling gently across her forehead.
Gu Qiqi’s eyes flickered with suspicion, but she quickly put the pieces together.
“You’re ‘K’—the one behind the black market, aren’t you?”
Liu Huaiqing paused mid-step.
Her phoenix eyes settled calmly on Gu Qiqi.
Gu Qiqi gave a cold laugh. “Surprised I figured it out?”
It was just too easy to guess.
Gu Qiqi had been to the black market many times when she was under the control of the game system.
So even though Liu Huaiqing had carefully chosen this secret meeting place, the moment Gu Qiqi walked in, she already knew—it was part of the black market.
She remembered that the black market had originally only dealt in Central City residency permits, targeting people from the outskirts who had earned their fortune in the city and squeezing money out of them.
But over time, its reputation took a dark turn. The business became more twisted, eventually evolving into trafficking omegas, even targeting those from Central City itself.
Liu Huaiqing looked at her calmly. “So how did you figure it out?”
She walked up to Gu Qiqi and raised her hand. The green jade bracelet on her wrist glimmered faintly under the moonlight. She seemed to reach for Gu Qiqi’s chin and said with a soft voice, “You’re not at all like the rumors.”
But Gu Qiqi quickly grabbed her wrist. Even in the darkness, the dangerous glint in her eyes was unmistakable.
“I’m not some toy for you to play with. You’d better not get any ideas,” she said coldly. “The black market might be hidden in a busy part of Central City, surrounded by tall buildings and heavy foot traffic, but every omega knows this place is terrifying. This is not somewhere anyone wants to be.”
Gu Qiqi’s eyes swept up and down Liu Huaiqing, her tone sharp. “Wearing that kind of outfit to the black market at night? If you’re not a regular here, then you must be trying to seduce me. But I don’t think someone like you would lower yourself to that level, right, Miss Liu?”
Liu Huaiqing’s brows knitted slightly. She tried to pull her wrist back, only to realize she couldn’t break free from the grip of an S-plus ranked alpha.
“What’s your mental strength level?” she asked, her voice quieter now.
Gu Qiqi smirked and leaned in closer, whispering next to her ear, “You’re really that curious about me? Asking such a private question so persistently… don’t tell me, Miss Liu, you’ve fallen for me at first sight and plan to devote yourself to me?”
Her lips were curved into a smile, but there was no trace of warmth in her eyes. She was deadly serious.
Because now she remembered—the place where she had died under the game system’s control had been this very black market.
And Liu Huaiqing had definitely played a role in that.
A flicker of hesitation crossed Liu Huaiqing’s eyes, but after a moment of silence, she seemed to make up her mind. She turned away and tugged at the collar of her dress, revealing the gland at the base of her neck.
For an omega to expose their scent gland in front of an alpha was the most primal form of courtship—a silent signal of desire, offering themselves completely. It was as direct and unambiguous as seduction could get.
“You were right,” Liu Huaiqing said quietly.
She began to release her pheromones, calmly but with intent.
“I came alone tonight because I need something from you.”
Gu Qiqi glanced around, scanning the area cautiously, then raised her eyebrows slightly in suspicion.
Liu Huaiqing said, “It’s true. I was the one who created the black market. I’m not from Central City. I’m the illegitimate daughter of the Liu family patriarch, born in the outer district.”
Gu Qiqi already knew that.
She also understood that Liu Huaiqing was trying to appear vulnerable—trying to make it seem like they came from the same background, hoping to bring them onto the same side.
Liu Huaiqing continued, “When I first started the black market, I just wanted to help people from the outer zones who made money in Central City get legal residency. I used that money to support people struggling to survive in the outskirts. I wanted people from the edge of society to shake up Central City. And maybe, one day, that cruel class system would finally collapse.”
She frowned. “But the higher-ups found out about it. They wanted a share of the profits. With political interference, it did become easier to get a Central City ID. But I realized their greed and ambition didn’t stop there. They used the black market as a cover to start trafficking people—capturing omegas and turning them into toys.”
Gu Qiqi raised an eyebrow. “So that whole kidnapping stunt… you faked it? Just to stir up fear among the omegas in Central City? To get the government involved?”
Liu Huaiqing shook her head. “I knew people in the government were already part of it. I never thought I could solve the problem with that one move. But I couldn’t figure out exactly who was involved.”
Gu Qiqi asked calmly, “And now… have you figured it out?”
Liu Huaiqing’s scent gland was starting to heat up.
She had been releasing pheromones for a while, but Gu Qiqi hadn’t reacted at all. Her face hadn’t changed. There was no trace of desire, no instinct to mark her.
Liu Huaiqing whispered, “It’s the headmaster of Military Academy 330.”
Her body began to flush with heat.
An S+ level alpha’s pheromones were enough to draw out an omega’s sensitivity with ease.
She looked at Gu Qiqi and said quietly, “You can mark me… if you’re willing to help me.”
The air was heavy, filled with a scent like old books—thick and ancient. It lingered in the street, clinging to the silence.
Gu Qiqi finally let go of Liu Huaiqing’s wrist.
[System]: That’s right, Host. You didn’t guess wrong. This is also the place where that messy little ‘event’ took place. Dark night, quiet streets—perfect time for trouble.
Everything went quiet for a moment.
Liu Huaiqing’s legs started to feel weak, her fingertips trembling. A few loose strands of hair clung to her flushed forehead, revealing how deeply the pheromones were affecting her.
Then Gu Qiqi let out a cold chuckle. “What makes you think you’re so attractive, Miss Liu? That I’d throw everything away for you? Don’t forget—I’m still wearing the pheromone-suppressing collar that President Feng gave me. You want me to cheat on her, just like that? That’s not exactly easy for me.”
Liu Huaiqing turned around slowly.
Her eyes settled on the collar around Gu Qiqi’s neck. At that moment, it looked more like a wall than a piece of tech.
After a long pause, she spoke gently, her voice soft and careful.
“So… if Feng Jiying weren’t in the picture, would you consider being with me instead?”