The Scumbag Alpha is Courting Death Again - Chapter 50

Chapter 50: Lime Green Tea: When I Mistakenly Attacked My Wife Twice…

The bullet screen on the display was completely wiped clean by the special effects. Miss Lin’s extravagance quickly sent the live stream to the top of the popularity charts, attracting many curious people and bringing significant traffic to the studio.

Wen Can froze in place like a block of wood. Regaining her senses, she immediately ran to the living room to knock on Lu Litong’s door, her voice filled with alarm: “Sister Lu, something big has happened!”

Lu Litong was startled awake from her sleep. Disregarding her shoes, she opened the door barefoot: “What are you yelling about? Did the sky fall?”

Not knowing how to explain it to her, Wen Can stammered for a long time. She simply dragged her to the workstation, pointing at the screen and speaking incoherently.

“Just look for yourself!”

At that moment, the barrage of comments was dazzling, making it difficult to even read a single one clearly. Ming Xi had to manually pause, all while reciting a string of thank-you notes.

“Miss Lin is rich. Does anyone know her?”

“A country bumpkin seeing the world for the first time. 666”

“I remember seeing her in the game strategy section. Her level wasn’t high then, right?”

“Rich sister, do you need a dog? I can woof, woof, woof.”

As many people speculated about the identity of the mysterious Miss Lin, the prefix of her nickname turned into a shimmering “Max Level.” Seemingly realizing the commotion this caused, she quietly left the live stream.

And turned to the private chat.

Miss Lin: “Not happy?”

…Why didn’t I notice your potential as a CEO before?

The heavy gifts made Ming Xi dizzy. With the immense favor came immense pressure. Not to mention giving the studio to her, there would be nothing wrong with her bathing and shrinking into the other person’s quilt.

But—she was a streamer with integrity.

Chang Guan Studio: “Wife, you spent too much today. Actually, I’m very happy just having you watch me in the live stream every day. After all, I love you for who you are, not for your money [Angel]”

Ptooey! Hypocrite!

Ming Xi never thought such affected words would come from herself. Who doesn’t like money? She was just afraid that Miss Lin had ulterior motives and was after her body. Although some words might sound unpleasant, to avoid future trouble, Ming Xi felt it was necessary to be clear.

Miss Lin: “You’re asking for more after getting a benefit.”

Chang Guan Studio: “Wife, actually Xi Xi is already married [Crying]”

There was no activity from the other side for a long time. It felt like a sharp sword was hanging over her head. Ming Xi anxiously waited for a response. As for Wen Can and Lu Litong, after the broadcast, they checked the backend data and loudly plotted to use the money to rent a better office space.

“She spent about three million. Even if the platform takes half, that’s one and a half million. Renting an office building in the city center shouldn’t be a problem.” Wen Can started calculating on her fingers.

“Why not buy a secluded factory in the West District? We’re doing live streaming anyway. We don’t need to worry about foot traffic, and it’s close to the wholesale market, making it easy to get inventory.” Lu Litong pulled up a map and started selecting.

“How about we invest in better inventory first? With Xi Xi’s ability, we can earn more. Miss Lin is currently very fond of her.”

Ming Xi: …Are you two pimping me out?

Just as she was reaching her breaking point, Miss Lin finally spoke.

Miss Lin: “So what?”

Miss Lin: “Can’t I?”

Miss Lin: “I want to see you [Smile]”

Look at that old-fashioned smiling emoji. The other party probably didn’t know that young people considered it a sarcastic remark. Based on this, Miss Lin was at least from the last century, or at the very least, there was a generational gap.

Sigh.

Ming Xi’s eyebrows were so tightly furrowed that they could squash a fly. In her past career, she had never encountered such a situation. She had no choice but to firmly refuse.

Chang Guan Studio: “Wife, Xi Xi already has a family. And I’m not an entertainment streamer, so it might be inconvenient…”

The words were blunt. Anyone hearing them would feel embarrassed and awkward. Ming Xi inwardly cried goodbye to the money with wings. Just as she thought she would have to pack up and leave,

Miss Lin: “I truly envy your wife for meeting someone as devoted as you.”

Chang Guan Studio: “My wife is also super nice.”

On the other end, the woman leaned against a soft pillow, patiently waiting for a response. Her thumb couldn’t help but slide up and down, reviewing her chat history with Ming Xi. She saw something that made her lips curl. Her deep-set features were enveloped in a halo of light, becoming gentle and tender, like melting glaciers absorbing the brilliant golden sunset.

Zhou Zhenhui, sitting in the passenger seat, saw this and leaned over to tease: “Sister Xia is smiling so happily. Are you chatting with Ming Xi?”

Xia Jinzhao glanced at her, restraining her smile: “None of your business.”

“Aiya, I saw the trending topics. Sister is using my account to please her wife again,” Zhou Zhenhui giggled. “You even posted my old comments where I was arguing with netizens. What if I get exposed later?”

“You can pick whatever you want from the items sent by the brand.”

“Sister Jinzhao, you’re the best! I love you so much!” The little assistant shouted “Hooray!” and would have hugged her if they weren’t far apart.

“Don’t worry! If I get exposed, I’ll take all the blame and admit it was me. I definitely won’t cause you any trouble!” She performed a clumsy salute.

During Xia Jinzhao’s few days of recuperation in the hospital, Ming Xi never came to visit. Zhou Zhenhui attributed this to Song Yu. The latter was constantly catering to Xia Jinzhao, not caring that she was being ignored, making others standing there feel like a bright, annoying lightbulb.

Fortunately, Sister Xia wasn’t receptive to her, or else the third party would have had an opportunity.

The air conditioner in the car was running, warming the soft and comfortable coat. Beside the sprawling, tree-lined road, the evergreen leaves rustled in the wind, urging people to wrap their collars tightly and walk quickly.

Seeing the familiar surroundings, Zhou Zhenhui recalled: “Hey, Ming Xi’s studio is nearby.”

“Mhm.” Xia Jinzhao followed her gaze outside and nodded in acknowledgement.

Zhou Zhenhui glanced at the time on her phone: “Sister, should we pick up Ming Xi? It’s almost time for her to get off work. Taking the subway is definitely not as comfortable as riding in a car.”

Miss Lin: “If she was good enough to you, she wouldn’t make you work so hard every day.”

Xia Jinzhao sent this probing message. Her hidden thoughts seemed to be torn open, venting rapidly. She snapped back to reality and calmly said, “Okay.”

“Then I’ll message her.” Zhou Zhenhui opened her phone contacts. After sending the message, she instructed the driver. “Stop the car at the small alley around the corner later. I’ll grab dinner at the convenience store.”

The conversation in the front was muffled. Xia Jinzhao’s thumb rubbed the screen back and forth. She looked down at the notifications every few seconds until the phone vibrated.

Chang Guan Studio: “It has nothing to do with her. To be honest, Boss Lin, my wife is currently seriously ill and unconscious, so I have to…”

Chang Guan Studio: “But it’s okay. She is very optimistic, and I won’t abandon her.”

In just a few short sentences, Ming Xi successfully portrayed herself as a strong and delicate white flower, and she couldn’t help but inwardly applaud herself. In fact, she wasn’t wrong. Xia Jinzhao was indeed lying in the hospital.

What is more touching than the love between a physically challenged, strong Omega and a deeply affectionate, gentle Alpha?

Nothing!

Just as she thought Miss Lin would be moved by this, the message in the conversation box in the bottom right corner turned into a gray “Read.” She waited for nearly ten minutes, but the other side remained silent.

Ming Xi instinctively felt that she had said something wrong and angered Miss Lin. She reviewed her previous statement. Hmm, it still looks perfect upon re-reading. Any person with a conscience would at least offer a few words of comfort. Why was the other party unmoved, reading the message but not replying?

In her eyes, this Miss Lin had a strange temper, as unpredictable as the pool manager in elementary school textbooks who liked to fill and empty the pool at the same time.

She clicked on the other party’s profile again, and it had been set to a private account, unviewable.

…Why are you angry? 030.

Just then, a notification popped up on her phone.

Zhou Zhenhui: “Are you almost off work? Sister Xia and I are waiting for you downstairs!”

Ming Xi was stunned after reading it. Recalling the inexplicable “cold war” with Xia Jinzhao recently, she suddenly didn’t know how to face her. Just as she was about to refuse, the other party gave her no chance.

Zhou Zhenhui: “I’m already at the convenience store buying dinner for you both. What do you want to eat?”

Seeing no room for refusal, Ming Xi had to brace herself.

Ming Xi: “Sandwich and yogurt, thank you.”

On the other side, the two of them were discussing going out for dinner to celebrate today’s big order. Seeing Ming Xi packing up and preparing to slip away, Wen Can reminded her: “Xi Xi, aren’t you coming with us?”

“I have something to attend to at home. Let’s hang out another day. You two have fun.” Fearing they might follow her and discover her relationship with Xia Jinzhao, Ming Xi quickly said goodbye.

Winter nights arrived faster. Ming Xi walked into the stairwell, her vision blurry, barely making out the path ahead. Following her memory into the alley, she indeed saw the familiar car parked around the corner, blending into the darkness.

She awkwardly pulled up her collar, covering half her face, and slowed her pace, shuffling into the car.

As she pulled open the car door, Xia Jinzhao was inside, legs crossed, still casually twisting open a milk bottle cap. She showed no intention of moving over. Her eyes flickered away quickly after a side glance.

Ming Xi felt a slight, sudden sense of weightlessness, pricked by the indifference in her eyes. She got into the car, dizzy, forced to squeeze into the corner to accommodate the other person.

“Yours.”

Zhou Zhenhui’s hand reached through the seat gap, handing over dinner. Ming Xi thanked her. After taking it, she tore open the straw and silently poked the packaging. The car wheels crunched over the scattered yellow leaves, making the silence inside the car even more eerie. Seeing the two in the back seat not talking, Zhou Zhenhui deliberately tried to find a topic.

“Congratulations, Ming Xi. I heard your studio got a big boss who showered you with gifts and put you on the trending topics.”

“Your news is quite up-to-date.”

Ming Xi gave an awkward laugh. Her attention was entirely focused on Xia Jinzhao. The other person’s presence was too strong, especially in the confined space of the car. The subtle, bitter scent floated up with the warm air, filling every corner, leaving her nowhere to hide.

“I’m so jealous. That big boss is so good to you.” Zhou Zhenhui looked meaningfully at Xia Jinzhao, flattering both of them. “Xi Xi, you must be very capable, or else why would they be willing to spend money on you?”

This sentence immediately rang alarm bells, causing Ming Xi’s hand to tremble and almost drop her sandwich. She subconsciously looked at Xia Jinzhao, and seeing the other person’s normal expression, she panicked even more. What should I do? We just had a cold war. Will she misunderstand that I’ve found a new sugar mama to be a kept man or something? No, no, no…

“No, no, it’s actually exhausting to maintain these big clients.” Ming Xi quickly waved her hands.

“Stop being modest. Otherwise, I’ll get jealous,” Zhou Zhenhui teased her.

“I’m serious,” Ming Xi said firmly. “You don’t know the one I met this afternoon. She’s unreasonable because she’s rich. She’s an old client who’s always sarcastic to me. Can I tolerate that?”

“No, you can’t!” Zhou Zhenhui echoed. Come on, this is someone who is against Sister Xia. I can’t side with the outsider.

Ming Xi spoke while observing Xia Jinzhao’s expression. Seeing a slight curve in the corner of her mouth, she breathed a sigh of relief and spoke with even more enthusiasm.

“So what if she’s rich? It’s tough for us streamers stuck in the middle.”

“Exactly!”

“She’s clearly a pampered young lady, difficult to serve!”

“You got it!”

Xia Jinzhao’s expression visibly changed from gloomy to sunny, a slight smile showing in her eyes. She tore the thin film covering the mouth of the milk bottle and took a small sip.

“And the one who showered me with gifts, she’s like a man, even more narrow-minded than a needle,” Ming Xi finished, holding out a pinky finger. “I told her I was married, and she still tried to cozy up to me. When I refused, she immediately set her account to private—”

“Cough!” Xia Jinzhao suddenly leaned against the window and coughed, covering her mouth with the back of her hand. Milk spilled onto the blanket, soaking a large area.

Zhou Zhenhui ignored Ming Xi’s shocking remarks, quickly pulled out tissues to hand over, and laughed awkwardly. “Uh, excuse me, could you please take care of Sister Xia? I just remembered I have an unread message from Sister Cui.”

With that, she immediately urged the driver to raise the partition. And silently lit a candle for Ming Xi in her heart.