Reborn as a Scummy Alpha, I Became Every Heroine's Obsession (GL) - Chapter 22
What did she mean by “if Feng Jiying weren’t in the picture, would you consider me instead?”
The omegas in Central City always claimed to be victims, but when it came to things like murder and betrayal, they never hesitated.
Just like now—Gu Qiqi had awakened and broken free from the control of the game system.
She had never harmed any of these omegas. And yet, they still treated her like a tool, using her for their own purposes.
It was just the rot in their nature, deep down.
They were all playing the part of victims to hide the fact that they were no better than anyone else.
Their anger should be directed at the powerful people who had truly hurt them—not at her.
Gu Qiqi said coolly, “Your low-grade pheromones won’t affect me. But… you’re welcome to try.”
Her voice was casual and indifferent. “If you want me to do something for you, you’d better bring something of real value. Obviously, your body alone isn’t enough to qualify, Miss Liu.”
Liu Huaiqing adjusted her collar and lowered her gaze. “That’s true. With someone like Feng Jiying ahead of me, it’s hard to win your heart.”
She paused, then added, “You want a Central City residency. I can make it happen. But I have one condition…”
Just as she raised a finger, Gu Qiqi grabbed it lightly.
“This isn’t a negotiation, Miss Liu,” she said, her tone calm but firm. “I never agreed to work for you. If you want something from me, then you’ll have to take the initiative—and make it worth my while. If I’m pleased, I might consider it.”
At some point, without even realizing it, Gu Qiqi had taken complete control of the conversation. No matter what Liu Huaiqing said next, she couldn’t shake Gu Qiqi’s position.
Liu Huaiqing looked at her and said quietly, “I want you to kill the headmaster of Military Academy 330.”
Gu Qiqi raised an eyebrow. “You really think highly of me, don’t you? That’s a top government official. Military authority and all.”
Liu Huaiqing answered, “You’re carrying a red-sealed document. I don’t know what it says, but I know the Federal Government values you. The people in power know exactly what’s going on among themselves. They just choose not to act.”
But Gu Qiqi had no interest in the tangled mess of Central City politics.
After all, this was just a lewd game.
Power struggles meant nothing. Everything in this world was fake, just entertainment for others.
She said, “I want you to find someone for me. She’s a beta, from the outer zone. If you can give her a flawless Central City identity, one that ensures she’ll live a safe, comfortable life for the rest of her days, without danger or threats—then maybe I’ll consider helping you.”
Liu Huaiqing lowered her head slightly and pressed a kiss to the back of Gu Qiqi’s hand.
Her phoenix eyes lifted slowly, voice soft and longing. “Omegas have always longed for powerful alphas. You’re strong… and unaffected by pheromones. If it’s possible, I truly hope to become your omega.”
Every one of Liu Huaiqing’s gestures was perfectly calculated.
Her close-fitting qipao, the soft blue color, and her graceful curves, all highlighted under the cold white moonlight were designed to make her irresistible.
The skin she revealed was paler and softer than moonlight, like fine porcelain—light, almost translucent.
The elegant curve of her neck made her scent gland peek just past her collar, falling perfectly into Gu Qiqi’s line of sight.
Her warm lips pressed gently against the back of Gu Qiqi’s hand, a silent gesture of submission.
For an omega, actions like this were deeply suggestive. To an alpha, they offered both physical and emotional satisfaction.
But sadly…
Gu Qiqi wasn’t moved.
She said plainly, “Everything you’re doing is just a way to save the black market’s reputation. One day, your identity as its leader will be exposed, and you don’t want to take the blame for what those higher-ups did. People are selfish—you, me, all of us. I have no interest in joining your side or being complicit in your game. Let’s keep this simple. If you can deliver what I asked for, then we can talk.”
Gu Qiqi pulled her hand away, turning to leave. But after a few steps, she paused and added,
“I’ve never resented where I came from. Whether it’s Central City or the outskirts, people are just people. No one in Central City has more legs or more eyes than anyone from the edge. What makes them better? Prejudice exists in the heart, not in fact. So Miss Liu, stop degrading yourself. All I want is the resources and comfort that come with Central City. As for the permit… well, it’s not something I’m desperate for.”
As Gu Qiqi walked away, the air gradually cleared. The sweet, overwhelming scent of her alpha pheromones faded—a scent that carried power and pressure, enough to dominate any omega.
Gu Qiqi couldn’t smell pheromones herself, so she had no idea—
That in this narrow street, her sweet scent had already mingled with Liu Huaiqing’s heavier, old-book aroma. The two had blended into something seamless, inseparable.
Once Gu Qiqi’s figure disappeared into the shadows of the night, Liu Huaiqing’s legs finally gave out. She sank to the ground.
Her breathing was fast and uneven. She clutched her chest, trying to calm the rapid pounding of her heart.
Her body had already begun to react.
Never before in her life had she felt such overwhelming desire. She longed to be marked, bitten, and claimed—completely and utterly.
The omega’s innate instinct to submit had been fully awakened.
Liu Huaiqing stared blankly in the direction Gu Qiqi had left, eyes filled with obsession.
She slowly raised her hand to her flushed scent gland, pressing her fingers against it hard, imagining the feeling of Gu Qiqi’s teeth breaking the skin.
She exhaled a hot breath.
But what she couldn’t release was the fire building in her body—and the unwillingness to let go.
So…
If Feng Jiying were gone…
Would Gu Qiqi be hers?
When Gu Qiqi returned to the Feng family villa, she managed to sleep for two more hours.
The next morning, as she came down for breakfast, she saw Feng Jiying already sitting at the dining table, eating with slow, graceful movements.
Gu Qiqi raised her hand slightly, about to greet her—but paused when she noticed Feng Jiying’s expression change.
Her face turned cold the moment she saw her.
Feng Jiying said quietly, without even looking up, “Sit farther away. Don’t make me lose my appetite.”
Gu Qiqi frowned, confused.
Everything had been perfectly fine yesterday, so why had Feng Jiying suddenly turned cold this morning?
Was it because her kissing skills weren’t good enough?
Even after they arrived at school, Feng Jiying still refused to show Gu Qiqi any warmth.
But Gu Qiqi didn’t take it to heart.
After all, those three omegas owed her their lives. She intended to settle that score—slowly, but surely.
Still, as the car stopped at the school gates, Gu Qiqi suddenly turned, grabbed Feng Jiying by the collar, and quickly kissed her on the lips.
In the moment of stunned silence that followed, she gave a bold smirk, shut the car door without looking back, and walked confidently toward the school entrance.
So what if Feng Jiying hated her?
She might as well hate her completely.
Let her be uncomfortable. Let her squirm.
Yesterday, Feng Jiying kissed her whenever she felt like it. Today, she acted like she didn’t even care.
These omegas were honestly the most unpredictable people.
But Gu Qiqi wasn’t about to play along with their moods.
At the school gate, Wen Rui was fanning herself with a delicate silk fan. Her signature fox-like smile was still on her lips—calm, unreadable, and full of hidden meaning.
She had seen everything that happened by the car. The kiss. The attitude. All of it.
When Gu Qiqi walked closer, Wen Rui’s eyes flickered slightly.
She raised her fan and gently covered the lower half of her face.
Wen Rui said lightly, “You’re practically drenched in omega pheromones. What’s this? Did you sneak out last night for a little forbidden fun behind Feng Jiying’s back?”
She circled Gu Qiqi slowly, her voice playful as she clicked her tongue twice. “If you’re going to sneak around, at least wipe your mouth after.”
Then she reached out and tapped the corner of Gu Qiqi’s lips with her fingertip.
“And you really had the nerve to kiss President Feng with that dirty mouth? No wonder she’s mad.”
Her eyes sparkled with amusement, and her tone turned flirtatious.
“But if it were me… I wouldn’t have the heart to be mad at little Qiqi. So, Qiqi—how about giving me a kiss instead?”