Scumbag A's Plan to Save the Heroine - Chapter 1
Bone-chilling cold.
The woman’s body, which had been comfortably resting on the hospital bed, suddenly trembled. She curled up in fear of the cold, slowly opening her eyes as she regained consciousness.
Where am I?
Am I already dead?
Zhi Qiu tried to speak, but before she could utter a word, she was seized by an uncontrollable fit of coughing.
The coughs grew increasingly violent.
A medical staff member preparing nutritional supplements nearby rushed over at the sound of her coughing.
The young Omega nurse spoke cautiously, as if terrified of the person before her: “Miss Zhi Qiu, you really can’t be discharged yet. Please don’t make things difficult for us service workers.”
Zhi Qiu paused, then slowly came to her senses, carefully observing her surroundings.
A private hospital room, a busy little nurse, the red emergency light outside the door.
So that’s it.
I’m back again.
Zhi Qiu let out a bitter laugh.
Though she didn’t know how far the plot had progressed outside, according to her character’s setting, she should have flirtatiously lifted the young nurse’s chin and delivered a shockingly greasy line that would move heaven and earth.
Just like she had done in her previous life.
Zhi Qiu smiled kindly and shook her head at the nurse.
Ruan Ye’s death had forced her to re-examine this world and the people living in it.
She lay back on the hospital bed, and before she knew it, her eyes slowly closed.
A mysterious force pulled her into a dream.
In the dream, the memories that had once suffocated her with pain, like deadly poison coated in honey, gradually corroded her nerves.
The day Ruan Ye jumped into the sea was Zhi Qiu’s grand wedding.
The guests were in high spirits.
“Miss Bai is both intelligent and beautiful. Finding such a perfect match is truly a blessing from heaven. May the two of you live in harmony and have children soon!”
“Indeed! President Zhi is deeply devoted to Miss Bai. Their genuine affection is truly enviable!”
The woman blushed, embarrassed by the compliments.
She wore a pristine white veil, and her jade-green earrings accentuated her fair skin, lending her an air of regal elegance. Her custom-designed wedding gown fit perfectly, revealing the delicate lines of her shoulders while concealing any excess weight and emphasizing her ample bust.
Amid the praise, Bai Yueguang giggled and tightened her grip on the arm of the person beside her. “We’ve been childhood sweethearts,” she declared. “No one can ever break the bond we’ve shared since we were little.”
Break the bond.
Her deliberate enunciation seemed to betray a hidden anxiety.
The Zhi Family and Bai Family had initially considered various venues for the wedding, but ultimately settled on a cruise ship at sea, fulfilling the bride’s love for the ocean.
On the boundless sea, the solitary cruise ship sailed onward. Apart from the clinking of glasses and polite chatter of the guests, only the rhythmic crashing of waves filled the air.
The other protagonist of the celebration was busy toasting guests, but her mind was elsewhere. She was diligently scanning the crowd for a familiar face.
Zhi Qiu’s left arm was held tightly by her side, while her right wrist bore a black watch. She glanced at it every few minutes, as if she were a businesswoman rushing to a meeting rather than the bride at her own wedding.
“Achoo~”
The woman in the extravagant dress lost her composure, tugging at the sleeve of the person beside her in annoyance. “Stop checking your watch! It’s our wedding banquet today. Look at how beautiful I am!”
She released her arm from the woman’s embrace, lifted her skirt, and glided toward the center of the room, surrounded by guests.
Against the boundless sea, beneath the azure sky, she danced like a fluttering butterfly.
The sweet, peach-scented pheromones of an Omega filled the air.
Even the heavens and the sunset paled in comparison to the radiant happiness of the bride.
Guests raised their wine glasses, their conversations swirling around the two newlyweds.
Being the center of attention made Zhi Qiu visibly uncomfortable.
By nature reserved, she had been forcing herself to act witty and humorous to maintain her character persona. This performance was already her utmost effort.
It had been over a year since she transmigrated into this yuri ABO world. Today was her wedding banquet, a pivotal turning point in the novel’s plot.
After this banquet, the heartbroken female lead would meet her first mentor, embarking on her journey to conquer the design world and exact revenge on her Scum Alpha ex.
This was the day Zhi Qiu had been eagerly anticipating.
She absolutely couldn’t break character now.
Zhi Qiu took a deep breath, suppressing her disgust. She forced a smile and reached out affectionately to the dancing woman, wanting to catch her.
The Noble Omega, who had been trained in dance since childhood, graciously allowed herself to be drawn into Zhi Qiu’s embrace.
But…
The Noble Omega was far too heavy.
Zhi Qiu stubbornly maintained her composure for a few minutes, but she simply couldn’t hold the woman. She tried to help her stand, but the Omega slumped against her like a person who had lost consciousness, her entire weight pressing down on Zhi Qiu.
Zhi Qiu’s smile grew increasingly strained.
She was truly about to lose her grip.
Bai Yueguang felt her lover’s embrace tightening, as if trying to meld her into flesh and bl00d. She lowered her head demurely, feigning shyness.
Finally! This Alpha was hers.
Their courtship hadn’t been smooth sailing.
Bai Yueguang had always been the more proactive one, while Zhi Qiu remained aloof.
Moreover, so many ex-girlfriends lurked in the shadows, especially that lowly commoner named Ruan Ye. Fortunately, Bai Yueguang’s family background matched Zhi Qiu’s, and their shared history allowed the wedding to proceed as planned.
But after today, this person and the family fortune behind her would all be hers.
Thinking this, Bai Yueguang felt a surge of smugness and burrowed deeper into the man’s embrace.
The two were the stars of the wedding banquet.
Their intimate display quickly drew the attention of the guests, including Bai Yueguang’s uncle, who was among them.
He wholeheartedly supported the union between the two families.
After all, by aligning with the Zhi Family, the Bai Group’s lack of foundational strength would be compensated, effectively giving them wings.
Seeing the couple entwined, he immediately raised his tall-stemmed glass of red wine and roared above the crowd, “Kiss! Kiss!”
Zhi Qiu waved her hand, trying to stop him, but in this atmosphere, humanity’s natural inclination to join in the excitement quickly took over.
The crowd erupted.
More and more onlookers gathered, and the chants for a kiss grew louder.
For the newlyweds to refuse a kiss at this moment would be a grave insult to all the guests present.
The clamor echoed throughout the massive cruise ship, which was sailing in the middle of the ocean and accommodating over a thousand guests. Zhi Qiu found herself in an impossible situation, unsure how to proceed, when suddenly the weight in her arms vanished.
The man she had been unable to budge just moments before now leaped out of her embrace as if cured of a chronic illness by a miraculous physician.
Seeing the undisguised desire in his eyes, Zhi Qiu frowned.
She was easygoing, but that didn’t mean she liked being forced into things.
Wedding, bride, raucous cheers.
She loathed all noisy things and vulgar people driven by lust.
She couldn’t help but miss those cold, gray eyes—clean and clear, utterly devoid of such greedy desires.
At this point in her memory, the person lying in the hospital bed struggled to open her eyes, unwilling to recall what came next.
But the memories persisted relentlessly.
Amidst the cheers, Zhi Qiu wore a smile, but her eyes remained icy.
She gentlemanly wrapped her arm around the Omega’s slender waist, shielding her from the crowd’s gaze.
She brushed a fleeting kiss against the Omega’s lips.
The crowd erupted again, the deafening cheers nearly drowning out the sound of the waves.
Her newlywed wife, beaming with pride, mingled among the guests, raising toasts. Zhi Qiu excused herself to the restroom, escaping the crowded banquet hall.
The air outside on the deck was crisp and cool.
Occasionally, seawater abandoned by the waves washed onto the ship. Zhi Qiu crouched down and scooped up a handful of the icy water.
The frigid touch reminded her of Ruan Ye’s perpetually cold hands.
Thinking of Ruan Ye, Zhi Qiu unconsciously smiled.
She wondered which cabin Ruan Ye was in now, and whether she had encountered the influential figure from the plot who would recognize her talent.
Though the crowd was still bustling, Zhi Qiu could only hear the sound of the waves.
She stood at the farthest point from the crowd, closest to the sea, in the quietest corner of the cruise ship.
If Ruan Ye were here, she would undoubtedly have avoided the crowd and come to this secluded spot for some peace and quiet, just like Zhi Qiu.
The sound of the waves grew louder, gradually drowning out the chatter of the guests.
Suddenly, a bolt of lightning struck from the distant sky, followed by thunder that reverberated across the sea.
A storm was approaching.
The cruise ship rocked violently in the surging waves. The crew responsible for safety immediately sounded the alarm, urging everyone to return to their cabins and avoid lingering on the deck.
Zhi Qiu stood up. As the host of the banquet, she had a responsibility to assist the crew in evacuating the guests.
She moved through the crowd, organizing the guests to retreat from the deck and return to the banquet hall inside the ship.
Thanks to the crew’s swift response and Zhi Qiu’s cooperation, all the guests were quickly evacuated from the deck.
Zhi Qiu exhaled in relief. The deck was completely empty, confirming that Ruan Ye had safely retreated to the cabins below.
She lifted her leg to step toward the cabins when a sudden unease made her glance back at the deck. A familiar figure caught her eye, halting her movement.
Before her mind could process what was happening, her body had already made its choice, sprinting back toward the deck.
Zhi Qiu desperately stretched out her arm, trying to grab the crimson silhouette about to fall.
By the railing, she was a split second too late, managing only to clutch the wrist of the person already plummeting downward.
Straining with every fiber of her being, Zhi Qiu hauled upward on the falling figure. Veins bulged from her arms to her neck as bl00d surged into her hands, now white with effort.
Why?
This isn’t how the story was supposed to go.
Zhi Qiu leaned backward, using the leverage of her limbs to pull. She roared at the still-stunned guests, “Hurry! Help me!”
Hearing this, Ruan Ye smiled.
She had done this deliberately. On her wedding day, as a guest, she had worn a gauze dress even more vivid than bl00d, like a poppy nourished by bl00d in hell.
Watching the figure desperately trying to hold onto her, Ruan Ye smiled gently.
People were already rushing out of the ship’s cabins in response to the shouts. If she could just hold on for a few more seconds, she would be saved.
But…
“No, don’t!” Zhi Qiu pleaded hoarsely, sensing Ruan Ye’s grip loosening.
“Ruan Ye, give me one chance to explain! Don’t give up on your life! Please, give us another chance—I’m begging you!”
Don’t let go.
Ruan Ye released her hand.
As her pale, slender wrist slipped from Zhi Qiu’s grasp, Zhi Qiu froze, unable to react for what felt like an eternity, until tears began streaming down her cheeks.
When the tears reached the corner of her lips, she licked them.
They tasted bitter.
Perhaps having heard too many broken promises, the woman who chose to jump into the sea carried in her eyes regret, sorrow, and heartache, but no desire to live. With resolute finality, she released the hand that refused to let her go.
Falling, endlessly falling.
Amidst the clamor of the crowd and the crashing waves, Zhi Qiu thought she heard a gentle voice from another world.
“Wake up soon. We’re all waiting for you.”
The person on the sickbed suddenly opened her crimson eyes, the bone-chilling cold of the seawater still lingering on her body.
Zhi Qiu instinctively reached for the woman’s hand, gripping it tightly and refusing to let go. Only when the back of her hand was tapped by cold medical scissors did she realize the icy sensation wasn’t from the sea, but from the metal stethoscope the doctor was using to examine her.