Scumbag A's Plan to Save the Heroine - Chapter 30

Hearing the commotion in the stairwell, Zhi Qiu frowned, her delicate brows furrowing. She turned her head to avoid the oncoming pepper spray.

Just then, a strong, muscular arm moved to shield her.

It was Shang Wu.

Although Betas were immune to pheromone attacks, they were still vulnerable to human-made irritants like pepper spray. Like ordinary people, they could only hold their breath and endure.

Soon, Shang Wu couldn’t withstand the stinging fumes any longer and began to cough violently, his deep, hacking coughs echoing through the narrow stairwell.

The first to react was the Omega holding the wooden stick. Taking advantage of the chaos, she slipped around to the back, intending to use the dim lighting to give the stalker a painful surprise.

Mu Xiaoxiao raised the stick, ready to strike, when a pair of soft yet powerful hands suddenly snatched it away. Startled, she looked up at the person who had disarmed her.

The figure, who had been about her height moments ago, suddenly stood up, towering over her by two heads!

By the faint light filtering through the door crack, she could make out the girl’s features in the wheelchair. Her delicate appearance might have suggested fragility, but her eyes radiated unwavering determination.

A faint, crisp scent of cedar drifted through the air. Her Omega instincts told her:

This is an Alpha.

This was definitely not some Omega sasaeng fan stalking Song Rang, as the trending searches suggested.

Stans were, without exception, die-hard members of the “looks-obsessed” club.

Mu Xiaoxiao was no different. Faced with such exquisite beauty, she clutched her pounding heart.

As a proper Omega lady, how could she let such a stunning Alpha get hurt?

Dazzled by his appearance, Mu Xiaoxiao dropped the wooden stick and shouted at the fans, “Dimple Sister, Fan Site Sister, Data Sister… stop fighting! We’ve got the wrong person!”

“She’s not a sasaeng fan!”

The other Song Rang’s hardcore fans, who had been gleefully spraying pepper spray, were startled by her words and mistakenly turned their sprays on each other.

In the darkness, someone started it first. Pepper spray and wolf-repellent spray filled the air.

Soon, the hallway transformed from a single cough to a chorus of coughs, a full-blown contagion scene. Even Zhi Qiu, who had been sheltered behind the group, felt her throat begin to itch.

Time seemed to freeze for a moment. Then, the dim hallway suddenly lit up.

The sudden glare blinded the eyes that had adjusted to the darkness for hours. Dimple Sister and the others blinked in momentary confusion before wincing painfully in the light, covering their mouths as they continued to cough.

Among the group, Mu Xiaoxiao was the first to regain her vision. The sunlight that had streamed through the door crack earlier had allowed her eyes to adjust to the light sooner. She couldn’t resist glancing toward where the Alpha stood.

The girl who had snatched her wooden stick earlier was now seated back in her wheelchair.

With the lights on, Mu Xiaoxiao stared intently at the girl in the wheelchair, her gaze piercing. She mentally traced the girl’s delicate features over and over in her mind.

The girl’s gentle eyes and serene demeanor radiated a refreshing warmth, like a spring breeze. Mu Xiaoxiao swallowed hard and strode forward, taking the initiative to strike up a conversation. “I’m so sorry, Miss. We mistook you for someone else. Are you a resident of this apartment?”

Zhi Qiu narrowed her eyes, a faint smile playing on her lips. “I’m not a resident here, but I’m a friend of the tenant in Room 391.”

Perhaps it was a sudden burst of fangirl enthusiasm, or perhaps she was simply dazzled by the girl’s gentle smile, but Mu Xiaoxiao failed to notice the dark emotions lurking in the wheelchair-bound girl’s eyes. She pressed on eagerly, “Miss, you probably don’t know this, but the tenant in Room 391 is a sasaeng fan! She’s been stalking our idol, Song Rang—a disgusting stalker! Just check the trending topics!”

As soon as she finished speaking, as if afraid the girl wouldn’t believe her, Mu Xiaoxiao pulled out her phone to show her. But before she could even touch the wheelchair, a tall figure blocked her path.

The pepper spray still clung to Shang Wu’s uniform, its pungent aroma lingering in the air, causing him to cough incessantly.

Zhi Qiu subtly released a gentle stream of pheromones, carefully guiding them to avoid the Omegas in the corridor while discreetly dispersing the lingering pepper spray.

Though the pheromone scent was barely perceptible, Mu Xiaoxiao, her eyes and mind completely captivated by Zhi Qiu’s beauty, caught a fleeting hint of Cedar’s crisp fragrance.

Excitedly, she exclaimed, “Your sister is an Alpha, right? Your pheromones smell amazing!”

On Ancient Earth, such a remark might have been considered a compliment, praising someone’s taste in perfume.

But in the ABO world, where gender roles were reversed, it was blatant sexual harassment.

The girl in the wheelchair chuckled softly, her laughter devoid of emotion yet suggesting she found the situation amusing. Her gentle smile remained unchanged as she delivered words that struck like thunder.

“Shang Wu, I believe Federation law mandates a fifteen-day detention for trespassing. Call the police and have them escort these women to the Federation Court. Let the authorities teach them how to respect the law.”

I offered my heart to the bright moon, but the bright moon shines on a ditch.

The word “court” froze Mu Xiaoxiao in place. She stared blankly at the girl who had just been smiling so warmly at her.

The beautiful Alpha’s ruthless actions snapped her back to reality. Only then did she notice the coldness beneath that gentle smile, the aloofness behind those soft eyes.

What a fool I’ve been, blinded by infatuation!

This wasn’t some kind and considerate Alpha lady at all, but an accomplice colluding with the obsessive fans!

Shang Wu pushed open the stairwell door and gestured.

The other bodyguards quickly entered to help apprehend the fans, leaving only the driver to wait outside by the car.

Among the fans who had been staking out the private residence, the most fiercely resistant was Dimple Sister, who had led the initial attack on Shang Wu. Exploiting her petite frame, she wriggled through several gaps, briefly escaping the bodyguards’ grasp.

Zhi Qiu leaned back in her wheelchair, propping herself up with one arm, and lazily watched the diminutive Omega dart around frantically.

The outcome was inevitable; her futile resistance only made her look more ridiculous. But…

At first, Zhi Qiu had merely been observing the spectacle. However, amidst the Truth System’s incessant nagging, she too noticed something odd about Dimple Sister.

“Hahahaha, I’m dying of laughter! She’s jumping around like a monkey! So humans really did evolve from apes, huh?”

“Hey, does she have bad eyesight? Why is she always glancing into that corner?”

To ensure Zhi Qiu’s safety, Shang Wu didn’t participate in the capture operation. Instead, he remained by her wheelchair, guarding against anyone who might try to exploit her immobility as a weakness.

Dimple Sister nimbly weaved through the crowd, eventually fleeing to the corner where the fans had been hiding. Suddenly, she stumbled on a step and fell to the ground. Shielding her right foot with her body, she kicked a heavy, rectangular object deeper into the corner.

Zhi Qiu straightened in her wheelchair, her sharp ears catching the sound of the heavy object scraping against the floor. She didn’t miss Dimple Sister’s unnatural little movement.

Shang Wu was still pondering how to transport the suspect to the Federation court without alerting the neighborhood residents when a familiar, crisp female voice suddenly rang in his ear.

“Shang Wu, grab her!”