The Scumbag Alpha is Courting Death Again - Chapter 20

Chapter 20: Sabayon – You Guys Should Have a Child (???)…

Seeing Ming Xi speechless and unable to refute, Xia Jinzhao was in a good mood, a few traces of a smile passing through her eyes.

She raised her champagne glass and clinked it against Ming Xi’s grape juice, which was set aside. The clear, pleasant sound echoed, stirring the air and breaking the atmosphere of contention between them.

“Just kidding, don’t take it seriously,” she said lightly.

Little did she know that those words had sent Ming Xi’s heart on a roller coaster ride.

Heh-heh, you joke, and I die over and over again.

Hearing the teasing in her voice, Ming Xi stubbornly replied, “Didn’t take it seriously, no. Isn’t it okay for me to turn over a new leaf?”

She had taken the blame for the original owner, and her own “good reputation” had to be credited to someone else.

How frustrating.

Xia Jinzhao curved her lips, but her deep-set eyes held no ripple, like a piece of dark jade nurtured within them.

The diagonally cut shadow fell on her shoulder. She stopped the conversation in time and looped her arm through Ming Xi’s.

“Grandma is over there. Let’s go and greet her.”

With that, she walked toward Xia Xuefeng, amidst the envious glances around them.

The model wife-and-wife, I get it.

Ming Xi pouted, but seeing the many eyes watching, she couldn’t refuse.

At that moment, Xia Xuefeng stood in the corner of the ballroom. Despite this, she still couldn’t conceal the authoritative aura of someone who had managed a household for years.

As she drew closer, Ming Xi suddenly felt a unique atmosphere.

The thin edges of the mint leaves were coated with a faint light, spiraling down. Unlike the fake pleasantries on the floor, the sticky, heavy feeling of chatting over drinks and jokes was instantly dissolved by this fresh scent.

When Song Yu’s face came into view, the look on Ming Xi’s face read, “Just as I thought.”

I knew it. The other female lead absolutely wouldn’t miss this kind of occasion for networking and manufactured encounters.

Although she had to keep up appearances in public, the sensation of clinging to Xia Jinzhao in front of Song Yu was not great.

So, she secretly pulled her forearm back a few centimeters, releasing the signal that “we are forced to act.”

This small action caught Xia Jinzhao’s attention. Seeing the person next to her twisting away, as if an invisible barrier stood between them, she couldn’t help but frown.

When an unfamiliar fragrance wafted from in front of her, she immediately understood the reason.

Song Yu’s gaze lightly swept over their overlapping arms. She said seemingly unintentionally, “Jinzhao, long time no see, and Miss Ming.”

The subtle pause immediately made Ming Xi sigh with emotion.

As expected of the female lead who is willing to be the mistress for love. The difference in treatment is too obvious!

“Miss Song.” Xia Jinzhao nodded, raising her glass to clink with Song Yu’s, which counted as a response.

The dazzling golden special effect spread again, like the Milky Way falling to the ground, almost blinding Ming Xi’s dog-eyes.

Honestly, the restrained, ambiguous feelings between the two of them are quite sweet, but can this encounter buff be turned off in the settings?

“Xiao Song is young and promising. Jinzhao, you should learn from her.”

Surrounded by a few younger people, Xia Xuefeng was all smiles, the wrinkles accumulated at the corners of her eyes reflecting her kind demeanor.

“Jinzhao is also very outstanding in the industry. I admire her greatly,” Song Yu said.

These occasions inevitably involved comparisons and modesty. Finding the topic of conversation uninteresting, Ming Xi looked around, letting her mind wander.

She didn’t know how long they talked until a question pulled her back to attention.

“Little darling, what is your attitude?” As soon as this was said, the eyes of the other three people turned to her.

It took Ming Xi’s brain a while to process that the “Little darling” Xia Xuefeng referred to was herself.

Ah, didn’t you guys have a good conversation? Why do you have to call on me?

Like a student caught daydreaming and called upon, she mumbled incoherently for a long time, eventually resorting to her all-purpose answer.

“Ah, me?” she stammered. “It’s good, I have no objections.”

As the words fell, Xia Xuefeng smiled with satisfaction. Seeing this, Ming Xi, Master of Perfunctory Studies, breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed she had answered correctly.

“See, Little darling agrees with me. Jinzhao, no matter how busy you are with work, you need to have a couple’s life.”

Song Yu, standing beside them, smiled at the corner of her lips, lowering her head to swirl the champagne in her glass. The golden liquid reflected a clear luster, her thoughts like a layer of fog, making her intentions elusive.

Xia Jinzhao frowned. Ming Xi clearly felt the hand holding her arm tighten, as if she was actively restraining the outward expression of her emotions.

She only heard the woman say in a low voice, “I’m not considering having children for the time being. We’ll talk about it later.”

It was like a sudden bolt of thunder, startling Ming Xi into stillness.

Oh my god! What the heck is this about a child?

She silently pinched her own spirit form in her heart, slapping it more than ten times, still unsatisfied.

So, I shamelessly agreed to the suggestion of having a money-devouring beast in front of the two female leads, didn’t I?

No, no! If I give birth, I’ll be in so much pain I’ll pass out!

Besides, I don’t want to be a stumbling block for the female lead’s love life…

“If Xi Xi can agree, why can’t you?” Xia Xuefeng was dissatisfied with Xia Jinzhao’s answer and naturally spoke sharply.

“Her?” As if reminded of some unpleasant memory, Xia Jinzhao gave Ming Xi a deep look.

Then, a mocking smile played on her lips.

“She and I are, of course, different.”

Okay, now I’m the vicious female supporting character in the female lead’s eyes again—the one who’s unscrupulous, fawning, and trying to take credit. This feeling of being repeatedly dragged out and flogged is not pleasant.

Ming Xi quietly waved a white flag in her heart.

Xia Xuefeng coldly snorted. With just that, the previously harmonious atmosphere completely dissipated like startled birds.

It had to be said that the authority of a long-time businesswoman in the corporate world was enough to suppress any dissenting voice. For a moment, Ming Xi stiffened her neck like a quail, watching the tip of her nose and holding her breath.

Please stop arguing! There is an innocent little pitiful one caught in the middle here (me).

Seeing the situation turn south, Song Yu was about to offer a word of reconciliation, but then saw Xia Jinzhao place her wine glass on the table, saying lightly.

“I’m going to the restroom.”

With that, she left without looking back.

With the only familiar person gone from the scene, Ming Xi immediately lost her anchor. For some reason, an indescribable strangeness arose in her heart.

Oh no, oh no. How did this turn into an argument? But this isn’t really an argument, is it? At most, it’s “concern” from an elder to a junior. Why did she get agitated just by hearing a few words?

Sure enough, I don’t understand the love and hate of wealthy families.

Knowing that Xia Jinzhao must be in a bad mood, she didn’t care about leaving Song Yu a chance to follow her. She took the initiative to speak.

“Grandma, I’ll go check on her!”

With that, without waiting for a reply, she quickly scurried off like a wagging tail to chase after her.