Redeeming That Beautiful, Strong, and Tragic Omega [Transmigration] - Chapter 1
The presidential suite was filled with a rich, intoxicating aroma—the sweet, alluring fragrance of roses that lingered in the air.
In her dream, Wen Yan found herself falling into a sea of roses. She clutched delicate, dew-kissed petals in her palm, the heady scent enveloping every inch of her skin. Compelled by an irresistible urge, she leaned toward the most intense source of the fragrance.
Instinctively, she bared her canines. The sea of roses in her arms seemed to tremble slightly, but Wen Yan paid no heed, lost in her rose-tinted dreamscape.
Du Zisong’s dominant, possessive scent filled the air, claiming the vibrant, blooming roses as his own, marking them as his property.
As the two fragrances merged, the restlessness within Wen Yan gradually subsided. She let out a contented sigh and slowly opened her eyes, only to be met with the sight of a woman’s snow-white skin.
Wen Yan blinked in confusion. She had checked into the hotel alone—how had someone ended up in her arms?
She blinked again, her mind slowly catching up. Her canines seemed to have impolitely bitten into the back of the woman’s neck.
The slightly raised patch of pale skin had been pierced by her teeth, oozing a fragrant, viscous, transparent liquid.
Curious, Wen Yan licked it.
Rose-flavored, so sweet.
The beauty in her arms trembled violently at her touch, her snow-white swan neck arching high as tears of humiliation streamed from the corners of her eyes.
Wen Yan remained oblivious, her innocent gaze fixed on the disheveled, pale-skinned beauty in her arms. “Who are you? Why are you in my room?”
She tilted her head slightly, trying to get a clearer look at the woman’s face, only to meet a pair of desperate, humiliated hazel eyes.
Mesmerized by the woman’s almost bewitching beauty, Wen Yan swallowed nervously, yet felt a pang of injustice.
This beautiful lady broke into my room, and all I did was bite her neck. Yet she’s acting like she’s been bullied by some ugly monster.
Could it be that my bare face is so hideous that she feels insulted?
That can’t be right. Wen Yan touched her smooth skin. Even without makeup, her looks could easily outshine 99.9% of the population in this country.
Suddenly, the tear-streaked beauty raised her wrist and slapped Wen Yan across the cheek. Wen Yan flinched and closed her eyes.
But unlike her instinctive reaction, the scent of Du Zisong in the air abruptly turned fiercely aggressive, mercilessly snapping the rose’s fragile stem in an instant.
An Omega cannot harm the Alpha who has marked her—this is an irreversible evolutionary law of the biological world.
A searing pain shot through Xu Ruozhou’s glands, the cloyingly sweet rose pheromones seeming to warn her against harming the Alpha who had just shared such intimate moments with her.
She lowered her unresponsive arm, tears of physiological distress streaming down her cheeks as hatred festered within her, fueled by the realization that she had been manipulated.
She glared venomously at the Alpha’s repulsive face, longing to tear her apart limb from limb.
After several minutes of tense silence, Wen Yan couldn’t resist opening her eyes.
The beauty in her arms wore the same expression as before, but for some reason, she had suddenly stopped trying to hit her.
Wen Yan found herself in an awkward position, unable to move or stay still while holding this stunning woman.
“Um, beautiful sister,” Wen Yan stammered, her voice trembling. “Now that things have come to this, let’s talk calmly. Could you maybe get off me first?”
The beauty’s petal-like lips parted slightly, her voice dripping with scorn. “Why are you still pretending?”
Her voice was cold and aloof, like glacial lake water that chilled to the bone. “Wen Yan, you clearly like Xu Mingxin. Why did you drug me?”
Xu Mingxin?
Wasn’t Xu Mingxin the villain from the audiobook she’d listened to before falling asleep?
Wen Yan’s gaze slowly drifted upward, settling on the captivating red mole beneath the woman’s eye. She remembered that the novel’s protagonist, Xu Ruozhou, had a similar mole at the corner of her eye.
Wen Yan forced her mouth open, tentatively asking, “Are you Xu Ruozhou?”
The beauty smirked, her expression mocking Wen Yan for still pretending to be ignorant.
Wen Yan felt as if she’d been struck by lightning, her entire being scorched to a crisp.
She’d transmigrated into the novel?!
The novel she’d read before bed featured a cannon fodder character with the same name as her—Wen Yan. This cannon fodder had conspired with the Fake Heiress to drug the protagonist, Xu Ruozhou, branding her with a permanent mark that could never be erased.
Wen Yan stared in horror at the stunning woman she had marked in her arms.
If she had indeed transmigrated, then she remembered correctly: the Fake Heiress would soon burst through the door with the worthless Xu Family parents, forcing the newly recognized Xu Ruozhou to marry the original owner of this body—a useless waste of space. And before long, Xu Ruozhou would break her legs and send them to the Fake Heiress as a twisted gift.
At that moment, urgent knocking echoed from the tightly sealed door of the presidential suite.
Wen Yan closed her eyes in near despair. She had indeed transmigrated into this novel.
The beauty in Wen Yan’s arms noticed her expression and suddenly let out a cold laugh, her voice laced with mockery. “Wen Yan, I have no grudge against you, yet you conspired with Xu Mingxin to drug me. She’s right outside the door now, ready to use my ruined reputation to win favor with your beloved. Are you finally satisfied?”
Wen Yan shook her head, tears welling up but refusing to fall.
She was trapped in an impossible situation: cradling the female lead who, now marked, wanted nothing more than to tear her limb from limb, while the Fake Heiress was about to break down the door.
When Wen Yan had transmigrated, she had unknowingly and forcibly marked the female lead. If she let the female lead think she was siding with the Fake Heiress…
Wen Yan shuddered at the mental image of herself, her legs broken, kneeling in the freezing winter streets, begging for scraps.
Suddenly, the knocking outside the presidential suite stopped.
Driven by an overwhelming survival instinct, Wen Yan grabbed a bath towel and wrapped the disheveled female lead tightly, remembering that the Fake Heiress had specifically arranged for someone to photograph evidence of the female lead’s premarital “impurity.”
In this world where an Omega’s chastity was everything, even if Xu Ruozhou didn’t care, the old conservatives would drown her in their venomous spittle.
Xu Ruozhou’s slender brows furrowed, utterly perplexed by Wen Yan’s actions.
The brief pause in knocking outside the presidential suite was followed by a violent battering against the door. The door trembled precariously, threatening to shatter completely with just a few more blows.
Wen Yan didn’t hesitate. She hoisted the heroine, wrapped like a mummy in blankets, over her shoulder and fled into the innermost bedroom of the suite, leaving Xu Ruozhou staring after her in bewilderment.
Inside the bedroom, Xu Ruozhou stood barefoot on the floor, her wary eyes fixed on the Alpha before her. She grew increasingly puzzled by Wen Yan’s bizarre behavior.
She remained on guard, knowing that this Wen Family Alpha—a useless wretch with an exceptionally low pheromone level—was capable of anything to win Xu Mingxin’s favor.
The memory of their conspiracy to drug her, catching her completely off guard and forcing her into heat, flashed through Xu Ruozhou’s eyes. A flicker of malice crossed her gaze as she demanded coldly, “Wen Yan, what trick are you playing now?”
“Xu Mingxin is already here. Why aren’t you rushing to open the door and claim credit with your beloved?”
Xu Ruozhou tore off the bath towel in disgust, revealing the clothes the Alpha had ruined during their passionate encounter. Wen Yan sighed deeply at the sight of the disheveled beauty.
My future protagonist, the woman who would command the winds and waves and wield absolute power, was now disdainfully rejecting a bath towel, effectively handing a knife to the Fake Heiress.
Wen Yan removed her coat and draped it over Xu Ruozhou, under his wary gaze. A flicker of surprise crossed Xu Ruozhou’s eyes.
The presidential suite’s main door crashed open with a violent thud, and a group of people stormed in, their faces grim.
Seeing the empty living room, the reporters holding cameras hesitated to press the shutter buttons, glancing helplessly at Xu Mingxin, who had led the charge.
A hint of surprise flashed in Xu Mingxin’s eyes, but the lingering pheromones in the suite couldn’t be faked.
“We haven’t searched the bedroom yet. Those with cameras, move to the front. Today, I’ll catch the culprit who dared to trespass in my sister’s room.”
Footsteps drew closer to the bedroom. Xu Ruozhou’s eyes turned icy, his cold gaze piercing the Alpha who was shrinking back, as if to say, “Are you satisfied now?”
Remembering the Alpha’s gruesome death—his legs broken—Wen Yan’s old leg injury throbbed faintly. Meeting the gaze that could freeze her to the bone, she forced a wan, resigned smile.
“Are you happy?” Xu Ruozhou frowned slightly. “Are you out of your mind? Marking me only harms your chances of pursuing Xu Mingxin. Do you really think the Xu Family would marry their most beloved daughter to an Alpha who’s already marked her sister?”
“Xu Ruozhou, let me be honest with you. The truth is, I’ve always loved you. I only pretended to help Xu Mingxin drug you so we could be together legitimately!”
Xu Ruozhou: ?
Before Xu Ruozhou could process her words, a flash of light blinded her eyes. The bedroom door was violently shoved open, followed by a familiar, affected voice.
“Oh my god, Wen Yan! Sister, what—what are you doing in the same bedroom with the Wen Family’s Alpha?!”
The lavishly dressed Omega covered her mouth, her cheeks flushed crimson as she hid behind her parents.
The hotel staff who had barged in stared accusingly at the barefoot Omega standing on the floor, clad only in an ill-fitting coat.
“The Wen Family’s Alpha has always been fond of Xu Mingxin, hasn’t he? How could there be such an Omega? To compete with her own sister, she even seduced that useless Alpha from the Wen Family.”
Xu Ruozhou’s thoughts were disrupted. Ignoring the clamorous gossip, her gaze cut through the crowd, landing on two silent figures. She opened her mouth to explain, “Mom, I—”
The woman who had been silent suddenly stepped forward and slapped Xu Ruozhou hard across the face.
A crimson palm print bloomed on Xu Ruozhou’s snow-white cheek.
“I have no daughter who lacks self-respect like you! What did Mingxin ever do to deserve this? Why would you steal even the Alpha who was pursuing her?!”
Madam Xu clutched her chest, trembling violently, on the verge of fainting from anger. She collapsed to the floor, gasping for breath.
The Fake Heiress, who had been hiding behind her, rushed to support her adoptive mother, her voice rising in alarm. “Sister, don’t upset Mom anymore! Mom, what’s wrong? Please don’t scare me!”
The Fake Heiress turned to the hotel staff. “Hurry and call a doctor!”
Father Xu closed his eyes in anger at the scene before him.
Though not as disastrous as he’d imagined, the slender Omega exuded an unmistakable aura of having been claimed by an Alpha. What had happened was self-evident.
“We know we’ve wronged you over the years and have been trying our best to make amends,” Father Xu rebuked. “We’ve always wanted to secure the best possible marriage for you. But what have you done? You’ve been obsessed with competing with Mingxin, and to spite her, you’d even settle for that useless Alpha from the Wen Family! I’m utterly disappointed in you!”
Wen Yan: ……
Wen Yan pursed her lips. Having never been called “useless” before, she reminded herself that they were referring to the original owner of this body.
The onlookers buzzed with gossip.
“No wonder the Xu Family doesn’t want to acknowledge her. Omegas raised in orphanages always have such narrow-minded views.”
“The only reason she’s considered a catch is because of her status as the Xu Family’s daughter. Otherwise, even marrying that Wen Family’s useless Alpha would be considered marrying up.”
Xu Ruozhou lowered his head, his thick, long lashes concealing his malevolent reddish-brown eyes.
Wen Yan watched the scene unfold before her, the little voice in her heart screaming frantically.
Stop talking! Aaaaaah!
You have no idea what happens when you offend the female lead!
In the original plot, the female lead was notoriously vindictive, settling scores with everyone who had ever wronged or gossiped about her.
Just then, Xu Mingxin, hiding behind her parents, winked at Wen Yan, thinking she was being discreet.
Wen Yan noticed the female lead’s fleeting glance and her internal alarms blared. If she didn’t speak up now, she was doomed.
In the original story, after the female lead lost her virginity, the Xu parents tried to marry their newly reclaimed daughter to the original owner. The Fake Heiress, anticipating this, manipulated the original owner into rejecting the marriage proposal on the spot.
The very next day, rumors spread throughout the elite circles that Xu Ruozhou had been marked by a useless Alpha, only to be abandoned afterward. Entertainment tabloids published photos secretly provided by the Fake Heiress, completely ruining Xu Ruozhou’s reputation.
Later, Xu Ruozhou would torment the original owner and the Fake Heiress until they were barely human. This incident likely played a significant role in his later actions.
Father Xu sighed. “Since things have come to this, I will make the decision today…”
The Fake Heiress wore a smug smile.
“Wait!” Wen Yan interrupted Father Xu before he could finish speaking. Xu Ruozhou’s icy gaze turned toward her, as if anticipating what trick she would pull next.