The Heartless Alpha Just Wants to Follow the Plot - Chapter 1

“Help!”

“Watch out!”

Splash!

Amid the frantic shouts of the onlookers, the person who had fallen into the river was finally rescued. But Su Mo, who had gone in to save them, got caught on a jagged rock beneath the water because of her elaborate skirt and was swept away by the current.

From the hundreds-of-meters-high cliff, Su Mo was hurled down by the torrent. Everyone present gasped in shock; some tried to save her, but it was impossible—they could only watch helplessly as she was carried over the edge.

When Su Mo opened her eyes, everything around her was empty and unreal. She had no idea where she was, only noticing a small glowing orb floating before her.

“Su Mo, 24 years old. Due to your merit in saving a life, the Main System has sent me to offer you a chance.”

Su Mo blinked, baffled. What kind of ridiculous luck is this?

She had actually encountered one of those legendary “systems”?

The system spoke seriously: “Due to an unexpected disturbance, errors have occurred in the management of certain elements within our system. To correct the consequences of these errors, we require your assistance.”

“Complete the missions we assign, and we will send you back—giving you a chance to start over, with guaranteed revival.”

Su Mo squinted. “So”

System: “Do you want to live again?”

Without hesitation, she said, “Of course! I’ve got plenty of savings left. I’m not dying yet.”

Though she wasn’t famous, she wasn’t exactly poor either. Her small company had taken on many projects. Even if each one didn’t pay much, she was still better off than the average person and could manage her basic needs comfortably.

All she lacked was a chance to really break through.

System: “Very well. Let’s sign the contract.”

Su Mo signed her name on the suddenly appearing contract, and immediately, the contents of a book were transmitted directly into her mind.

The world she was entering was the setting of a novel—an inherently dramatic, over-the-top story. And the character she was inhabiting? A complete scumbag.

This world had six genders—three types of men and three types of women: Alpha, Omega, and Beta.

Su Mo was taking on the role of a female Alpha—a notorious scummy Alpha.

In the original story, this scummy Alpha was a shallow celebrity actress who only cared about lust, not love. She toyed with emotions without responsibility, deceived people out of money and favors, and even tricked people into having her child.

As a result of her reckless and selfish behavior, her former lovers banded together and sent her to prison, leaving her to suffer a pitifully miserable end.

Su Mo read the plot, hesitating. “You want me to play this scumbag?”

System: “Yes. You only need to follow the storyline. Once it concludes, you can return safely.”

Su Mo clapped her hands. “Perfect. That’s my specialty.”

Back on Earth, she often played villains or expendable side characters that no one else wanted to touch. While those roles often earned her scornful fan comments—sometimes even aggressive messages—she didn’t care.

As long as she got paid to act, nothing else mattered. Roles like this were a walk in the park.

Noticing her confidence, the system hesitated. “Host, are you sure you can do this?”

Su Mo scoffed. “Please. I’m a professional actress.”

This was nothing. Even if the role was difficult, she’d do her best—especially if it meant she could return to her previous life. Money was too important to her.

System: “Alright then. Let’s begin.”

When Su Mo opened her eyes again, she had entered the story. She was inside the body of the scummy Alpha who shared her name. Time to get to work.

She patted her face and glanced in the mirror. The reflection was identical to her own, which brought a small sense of reassurance. The system seemed reliable after all.

“Tongzi, what’s next?”

The system began narrating the plot: “Let’s see, You’re at the first story point. You need to flaunt your wealth, sending your assistant to buy some fruit. Since there are no imported supermarkets here, the fruits she brings back are not your usual brands. You slap the assistant and fire her.”

Su Mo rubbed her fingers. “Oh, hitting people, huh? Got it.”

This was familiar territory. As a malicious side character, she had often walked the fine line between giving and receiving punishment.

Soon, the assistant walked in. She seemed preoccupied, her brow furrowed and eyes slightly red.

Su Mo raised an eyebrow. Wait, this doesn’t seem right, the script didn’t mention that the assistant was visibly upset.

The assistant, Jiang Xi, quietly placed the items on the table and waited silently for instructions. Since Su Mo had just finished a scene, there was no need for additional touch-ups.

Clearing her throat, Su Mo began her acting career in this new world: “Xiao Xi.”

Jiang Xi snapped out of her thoughts and softly asked, “Su-jie, what’s the matter?”

Su Mo put on a haughty expression. “Do you need permission to speak?”

Jiang Xi knew she had misspoken and braced herself for a scolding. That was usually the routine.

But perhaps it was her imagination—Su Mo seemed unusually unwilling to scold this time.

Tongzi, according to the character background, it looks like the original owner secretly deducted a lot of the assistant’s bonuses over the years.

System alert: Host, what are you planning?

Su Mo really didn’t want to scold anyone—she wasn’t very good at it anyway—and she didn’t feel like doing anything complicated. So she pulled a check out of her bag, deliberately filled in a larger amount than necessary, and tossed the signed check to Jiang Xi, carefully controlling that air of proud disdain:

“Go on, buy me some fruit. You know what I want, right? And if you can’t get it, don’t bother coming back.”

The system twitched violently at Su Mo’s carefree attitude, its data banks practically wailing in pain:

[You’ve given too much! According to the plot, you were only supposed to give her three hundred yuan, completely humiliating her and forcing her to cover the rest with her own wages!]

Su Mo didn’t care at all: “I just want to see what it feels like to have lots of money. Fine, I’ll pay attention next time.”

Jiang Xi’s face went pale as she picked up the check. This, this was a huge sum! Was Su Mo actually telling her to empty the entire supermarket? And the imported cherries and citrus that Su Mo liked weren’t even sold nearby—did she have to drive hundreds of kilometers into the city to get them?

Su Mo shot her a sidelong glance. “What’s the matter? Don’t want to do it?”

Jiang Xi pressed her lips together, wanting to refuse, but she desperately needed this job.

“N… no,” she whispered. “It’s just, it’s too far, and they don’t sell imported cherries here”

“I only want imported ones. I don’t care if you can get them or not. I want them now. Hurry up.”

“Yes.”

She clutched the check, pale and drained, like a lifeless shell, and trudged toward the door.

Su Mo looked at her nails and, just as Jiang Xi was about to open the door, said lightly:

“Consider the rest of the money a bonus for you.”

Jiang Xi froze, hand on the doorknob. “Wha… what?”

She turned back in disbelief at Su Mo, then looked down at the check. This wasn’t a small amount—this was three hundred thousand, not three hundred.

Su Mo gave her a glance, then pouted at her slightly dull nails. “What, you think it’s too little?”

According to the story, this trophy actress was rich beyond measure, albeit stingy. Her father was considered a wealthy man, and even Su Mo herself had been “bought” into fame.

The background explained that Su Mo was a real second-generation heiress, worth tens of billions, who entered the entertainment industry purely for the thrill of being chased.

That’s why she wanted to try spending money recklessly—she’d never seen this much cash before.

Jiang Xi held the check, trembling. “But”

This was just enough to cover her mother’s surgery. Her mother could be saved.

Su Mo raised an eyebrow. “But what? Never seen money before?”

Jiang Xi swallowed hard. “R-really, all of it is for me?”

Su Mo muttered to herself. Could it be that this world didn’t value money?

Impossible. Which world doesn’t? Maybe her request had seemed unreasonable.

She straightened her face, lifted her chin, and said arrogantly:

“What, you doubt me? Do you think I’d care about a few measly coins?”

Jiang Xi paled. “N… no”

She just needed the money so badly that she couldn’t help asking a couple of extra questions.

But Su Mo was still the same Su Mo she knew—unchanged.

Clutching the check, the worry on Jiang Xi’s face faded. With money, she could save her mother. It didn’t matter if it was charity.

Jiang Xi took a deep breath, holding back her tears. “Thank you, Su-jie.”

Su Mo looked at her suspiciously. What was this girl saying? She didn’t understand.

The system was dumbfounded:

[What did you do? Why is she thanking you? Host, our character is supposed to be despicable, hated by everyone. You can’t go doing good deeds!]

Su Mo: “Didn’t she know? I just wanted to indulge myself a bit, that’s all. I didn’t care about the money, but this silly girl—who I clearly looked down on—actually thanked me?”

She exhaled softly. Of course—money fixes everything.

Jiang Xi drove away from the set with the check. Once in the city, she bought several portions of cherries and a variety of Su Mo’s favorite fruits, carefully placing them on the back seat since Su Mo hated having fruit in the trunk—it would smell.

She then went to the bank, cashed the check, and transferred the money so her father could pay for her mother’s treatment.

Jiang Xi’s father looked at the ATM screen, trembling. “Xiao Xi, where did you get so much money? Don’t do anything foolish! You’re our only daughter—if something happened to you, we wouldn’t even want to live.”

Jiang Xi sniffled. “Dad, what are you talking about? I’m not that kind of person. This is a bonus from Su-jie. She must know about our situation, so she gave it to me.”

“She’s so kind, Dad. Don’t worry. Everything’s fine—I’ve got it covered.”