Transmigrated as a Cannon Fodder Alpha in a Scum Alpha Novel (GL) - Chapter 21.1
Song Shixue was uncharacteristically reluctant to face Fu Suihan.
Fortunately, someone spoke before her—
“Explanation?” Chi Qiu’s expression had long since lost control, her eyes burning with resentment. “You’re the one who should explain what you just did, aren’t you?”
Fu Suihan looked at her coldly: “My business with Movie Queen Song has anything to do with you?”
Seeing that Fu Suihan’s attention had been diverted, Song Shixue breathed a sigh of relief and immediately looked at Qi Yuan.
The latter had been glancing left and right, thoroughly enjoying the gossip. Suddenly meeting Song Shixue’s gaze, and seeing her mouth the word “investment,” Qi Yuan abruptly interrupted: “The top priority now is to send Qiao Shu to the hospital. An Omega’s estrus cycle pheromone leakage is not a small matter. Why did no one notice she wasn’t wearing an inhibitor patch before filming?”
The topic was redirected back to the main issue, but no one dared to respond rashly.
Most Omegas in estrus would have their brains slowed down by their physiological state. Forgetting to wear an inhibitor patch, though foolish, was not impossible. If she hadn’t leaked pheromones until the end of filming but started to go into estrus on her way back to the hotel alone, no one could guarantee her safety.
No one dared to take responsibility. In the silence, Qi Yuan had already expected this. She paused, then said: “Betas, clean up the scene.”
This meant that the matter was temporarily dropped.
After all, Qiao Shu had no other injuries besides being in estrus, so everyone promptly nodded. Seeing them about to disperse, Chi Qiu trembled with anger: “What about Fu Suihan? She was just molesting someone! Are you all blind?”
Everyone: “…………”
This time, even Liu Yuanti, who had been watching from the corner and hadn’t dared to speak, looked at her as if she were an idiot.
“Molesting?” Fu Suihan was already unusually irritable due to her susceptible period. This word, like a spark, instantly ignited the already fragile fuse. She scoffed, reaching out and grabbing Song Shixue’s wrist, “Miss Chi calls this molestation?”
She leaned closer to Song Shixue. They were only a few meters apart, far less intimate than before: “Or perhaps like this?”
“I interact with Miss Song like this every day,” Fu Suihan said coldly. “Miss Chi’s ears are unclean, seeing filth in everything. That’s her own problem. What kind of ability is it to go crazy here?”
Chi Qiu said angrily, “How can you mix them up? You clearly forced Shixue! She dislikes physical contact the most; she wouldn’t—”
Her voice abruptly stopped, her gaze fixed on Song Shixue’s eyes, which showed a faint hint of trust.
“Wouldn’t what?” Fu Suihan asked.
Chi Qiu, however, could no longer answer.
Alphas, who arrived so imposing, left with their tails tucked just as low. Fu Suihan’s gaze swept over her retreating figure, then over the silent crew members, and finally landed back on Song Shixue’s face.
The few minutes of buffer time seemed to have allowed Song Shixue to formulate her response. That indifferent expression reappeared on her face, the corners of her eyes turned up, smiling faintly and gently, like a fake tiger.
But Fu Suihan, who had seen her earlier panic, would no longer be startled.
She only wanted to tear off Song Shixue’s disguise and touch her true softness.
An inexplicable fire burned in Fu Suihan’s heart. Just as she was about to demand an explanation, she heard the light praise of the female Omega.
She blinked slightly, smiling as she said, “Fu Suihan, you were so Alpha just now.”
Fu Suihan: “…………”
Almost in an instant, the Alpha who had been noble, cold, and aloof, making anyone who provoked her unlucky, lowered her head. A faint blush spread across her fair earlobes, and she whispered, “W-was I?”
Everyone: “………………”
Can you not drop your persona so quickly?!
Song Shixue, however, was more accustomed to her in this state.
Back in her familiar territory, Song Shixue curled her lips into a smile and raised her hand: “You pulled me too hard just now.”
Her loose robe covered her hand. Only now, as she deliberately displayed it, could Fu Suihan see the distinct knuckle marks on her slender wrist. Her skin was fair and delicate, and the enticing red stood out, making one want to leave more proof.
But what was more striking was a fresh red scrape on her forearm. It was still slightly bleeding and hadn’t been treated.
Seeing her gaze linger on it without moving, Song Shixue explained, “I accidentally scraped it while filming today.”
“…I’m sorry.” Fu Suihan ignored the fleeting impulse for violence within her and only whispered, “I’m sorry.”
“Is that all?” Song Shixue asked.
Fu Suihan stared at her. The Omega’s eyes showed a mischievous glint, clearly waiting for her to speak. Fu Suihan knew that from the moment she lowered her head, the matter of Song Shixue faking her disability had been put behind them.
She sighed softly, whispering, “What do you want?”
••••
On the way back to the hotel, soft music played in the car, a rare occurrence.
Shang Ming, in the passenger seat, kept her eyes straight, her mouth shut, observing the situation silently. Behind the raised partition, the driver quietly asked, “What’s wrong?”
When they got into the car, Song Shixue’s expression had been normal, and Miss Fu’s had been as disgruntled as usual.
He hadn’t noticed anything wrong at first, until he saw Song Shixue leaning naturally against Fu Suihan’s leg in the rearview mirror.
Consider this: a celebrity whose body has a severe defect, with no company announcement, and fans completely unconcerned, as if they hadn’t heard anything. It’s something that wouldn’t make sense after a moment’s thought, so how could it happen to Song Shixue?
Yet, Miss Fu, who seemed unapproachable, foolishly believed it for so long, constantly looking out for Song Shixue, extremely afraid that she would be bullied.
The driver thought she was pretending to be naive, but after realizing she was genuinely naive, he even prepared to play along with them for a lifetime—
But how long had it been? How was it discovered already?
Shang Ming recalled the night, only finding the words “hard to describe” fitting. After a long time, she finally let out a sigh: “Miss Song’s schemes run deep. Miss Fu… can’t outplay her.”
Four words described a fierce struggle.
The driver looked on with solemn respect.
However, the atmosphere in the back seat was far less peculiar than the two imagined.
It was time to apply medicine. Fu Suihan put away her distracting thoughts, dipped a cotton swab in alcohol, and disinfected Song Shixue’s wound. She gently wiped the injured area while listening to Song Shixue explain the process.
“You thought I was… disabled at the time,” Song Shixue said. “Your eyes were so sincere, I was too embarrassed to tell you I was deceiving you.”
“So you just kept deceiving me?” Fu Suihan paused, not looking at her. “Do I look that easy to deceive?”
The more Fu Suihan acted this way, the more Song Shixue felt her inner softness touched: “Of course not, I just didn’t want your good intentions to go to waste.”
“You apologized to me, so I should also apologize to you,” Song Shixue said. “Fu Suihan, I—”
“No need.” Fu Suihan certainly wasn’t looking for her “apology.” Once the initial absurd shock passed, what remained in her heart, aside from a small sense of vexation, was only genuine happiness.
Song Shixue not being disabled meant she wouldn’t be restricted and could do more things that normal people could do.
Fu Suihan wouldn’t be angry about something like this. They had known each other for so long; even if it wasn’t “love,” they were already friends.
After a few seconds of silence, she honestly stated her feelings. Song Shixue’s gaze shifted slightly, her eyelashes trembling: “You don’t like me?”
“…I didn’t say that.” Fu Suihan hadn’t expected her focus to be on the first part of the sentence. She said seriously, “I mean, we’re friends. Even if you deceive me, as long as it’s not a serious problem, I won’t care too much.”
“Oh?” Fu Suihan rarely spoke so much at once. Song Shixue followed her lead, “What’s a serious problem? Does deceiving you count?”
Fu Suihan said, “Issues that cross a moral bottom line count. Deceiving me doesn’t.”
Before Song Shixue could speak, Fu Suihan added a patch: “But constantly deceiving me is also a serious problem.”
As the last word fell, the smile on Song Shixue’s face slowly receded.
She looked at Fu Suihan, asking seriously, “If I ever deceive you, will you blame me?”
Fu Suihan opened a new medicine bottle. Her movements didn’t stop at the question. She simply thought Song Shixue was trying to tease her again: “It depends on what you deceived me about.”
Song Shixue averted her gaze, only vaguely saying, “Deceived you a lot.”
Fu Suihan said, “Did you hurt me when you deceived me?”
Song Shixue paused.
The question Fu Suihan asked wasn’t how much Song Shixue had deceived her, but whether Song Shixue had hurt her. Song Shixue could already imagine the next exchange. If she were to ask, “What if I did hurt you?” Fu Suihan would most likely reply that it was okay.
This wasn’t Fu Suihan’s true nature, but when facing her, Fu Suihan was willing to humble herself.
She recalled the scent of cedar from the Alpha when Fu Suihan had pulled her into her embrace. That was Fu Suihan’s pheromone—within the bitter snow, only that snow-covered pine forest endured forever.
After a few seconds of silence, Song Shixue said, “No.”
“No matter when, I will never hurt you.”
Fu Suihan had answered casually, but hearing such a sincere answer, her fingers trembled. This was almost a promise, a promise from a virtual world NPC to a mission host.
Absurdly so, yet Fu Suihan was captivated, letting out a soft chuckle: “Really?”
Song Shixue said, “Of course.”
“Why?” After two months in this world, Fu Suihan finally asked the question that had lingered in her mind.
—Why are you so good to me?
Meeting her gaze, Song Shixue simply smiled, her eyes twinkling: “Because you’re a very good person.”
She said frankly, “I like you.”