Transmigrated Before the Scum A Tortured the Female Lead (GL) - Chapter 29

Song Jiao was an extremely intelligent girl, absolutely confident in herself.

Her exceptional memory and learning abilities were evident from a very young age. She spoke, read, thought, and asked questions earlier than other children, quickly absorbing and applying the answers she received from adults.

Through observing her parents and those around her, Song Jiao successfully and intuitively learned to disguise herself as a normal child before leaving early childhood behind.

She could vividly imitate joy, anger, sorrow, and happiness, applying them accurately in her life to the extent that her parents never noticed her differences.

However, Song Jiao’s piano tutor, a renowned musician in Changnan Province, commented that she had skill in abundance but lacked emotion entirely.

But from another perspective, given her natural difficulties in emotional recognition and the absence of certain innate talents, the performance of 8-year-old Song Jiao had already earned her tutor’s technical approval.

In terms of academic learning, before Qiao Chu passed away, she and Song Yikang had been debating whether it was right for their daughter to skip grades so frequently.

After Qiao Chu’s death, Song Yikang’s mental state was consistently poor, and under his arrangements, Song Jiao returned to the grade level appropriate for her age.

Before Song Yikang went to prison, he instructed his daughter to hide herself, not to be too flamboyant or expose herself to the public.

With these experiences from childhood to adulthood, despite encountering some gender discrimination and suppression after differentiating into an Omega, especially from [Xu Jinzhao], Song Jiao still maintained absolute confidence.

She was always the outstanding one, always able to succeed and accomplish what others deemed impossible.

Even after being bound by external constraints for three years, Song Jiao in her normal state had never lost the confidence to turn things around. The only exception was the night when a turning point appeared—

It turned out that Alphas did possess a natural advantage. Under the physiological suppression of pheromones, she was completely powerless, and even the thought of resistance was a delusion.

However, after being free from the interference of Alpha pheromones, Song Jiao’s confidence was actually not shaken. She was certain that she could do anything, including resisting her instincts.

Even if she couldn’t do it now, she definitely could in the future.

In the original “Jiao Jiao,” Song Jiao did come up with a solution.

Without any anesthesia, she used a hidden pair of small scissors to pierce the densely innervated scent glands at the back of her neck.

Song Jiao immediately fainted from the immense pain. Moments later, she woke up drenched in cold sweat. She repeated the action, again and again, spending half an hour completely tearing apart the glandular tissue, along with the bloody flesh and skin.

This cost the Omega half her life. Song Jiao was rushed to the hospital for emergency treatment and nearly died in the ICU.

[Xu Jinzhao] finally realized that she indeed could not tame this dying fierce falcon, and her father forbade her from being with a disabled Omega who could no longer bear children.

Song Jiao always got what she wanted, always had, including freedom.

Regarding the matter that required [Yu]’s assistance, Song Jiao had long had an idea in mind, but due to [Xu Jinzhao]’s presence, she had been unable to put it into practice.

Now, the Omega no longer needed to endure the torments that had destroyed her health and could spread her wings early and try to fly.

After returning to her bedroom, Song Jiao wrote down her ideas for building a student social network in an email. She could feel an unusual surge of excitement within her. This would be her first step.

After calming down, Song Jiao heavily edited the content, leaving only the requirements for the website’s basic functions.

At the end of the email, Song Jiao indicated the advance payment she could give to [Yu] and emotionlessly typed out words full of incitement:

[Undoubtedly, everyone is fed up with Changnan Home’s terrible user experience and the endless rumors in the “Hearing Rumors” section. My website will replace Changnan Home. What happened to you and me will not happen to others again.]

She knew [Yu]’s resentment and unwillingness to give in. This genius who had been expelled from Changnan University would do her best to develop the site for these words, even without pay.

Song Jiao didn’t mention the new website’s profit prospects, only hinting in her words that her intention in building the site was to create a good online environment for Changnan University students.

She wasn’t generous enough to start sharing the spoils yet, but she wouldn’t let [Yu] work for free. Song Jiao continued typing:

[I understand your personality. Please don’t reply with something like “no charge” because I know you need money. Please believe that our future will be bright, my friend.]

The dim light of the laptop screen illuminated the Omega’s calm face. After a moment, she deleted the last four words, leaving the cursor after “bright.”

Song Jiao clicked the send button.

It had to be said that Qi Yao was truly an all-around and meticulous assistant. No wonder Song Jiao would overlook past grievances in the future and keep him working for her.

Xu Jinzhao rested her chin on her hand, looking at the crystal dust cover on the table, thinking this.

Although she hadn’t specified what exactly she needed it for, only mentioning that it was to cover an apple-sized item.

Qi Yao had obviously guessed that she wanted to protect something cherished and meant to last. He not only sent a dust cover that met the requirements of being simple and beautiful but also a matching base.

Xu Jinzhao couldn’t identify the specific wood of the base, but smelling the faint fragrance, she felt it was some kind of sandalwood.

Inside the base was a small, removable red velvet cushion, exquisitely crafted.

The price of this set of dust-proof equipment was hundreds or thousands of times more than the glass ball itself.

Qi Yao would never have imagined that Miss Xu was going to cherish and carefully dust-proof an ordinary little gift ball.

Xu Jinzhao removed the outer packaging of the glass ball and gently placed it on the base. Looking at the two small figures inside, she couldn’t help but feel happy.

Xu Jinzhao picked up the glass ball and shook it, causing the snow inside to fall slowly again. Then, she put on the dust cover and took a picture with her phone.

After the image was captured, she opened her phone’s messaging app, uploaded the picture, and sent it to Song Jiao, along with a short message.

Almost instantly, the Omega next door closed her laptop, hearing her phone vibrate on the bedside table.

She walked to the bed and picked up her phone.

Xu Jinzhao: [Good night, sleep early. PS: Don’t reply, rest well.]

Song Jiao downloaded the picture attached to the MMS and saw the golden retriever and kitten nestled together in the snow under the warm yellow light.

This little toy that she had chosen, believing it would definitely suit Xu Jinzhao’s taste, was indeed loved by the Alpha, who had even gotten a dust cover for it.

Her gaze returned to the text.

The Omega looked at it for a long time, then sighed.

She really wanted to reply.

But she wasn’t allowed to.

Sure enough, one lie required countless actions to support it.

Song Jiao could only say in her heart: Good night, Xu Jinzhao.

Aunt Li was a very diligent person. The next morning, when Xu Jinzhao woke up, she found her already busy in the kitchen.

Xu Jinzhao thought she had gotten up quite early, as it was only a little after six, and the sky outside wasn’t fully light yet.

She was peeking into the pots and bowls, trying to help (make trouble), when she heard footsteps behind her.

Song Jiao had also come downstairs. The Omega’s hair was smooth and neatly braided, and she looked like she had already washed up.

Xu Jinzhao asked in surprise, “You’re up so early, why didn’t you sleep longer?”

Song Jiao shook her head, probably indicating that she didn’t need to.

Xu Jinzhao didn’t press her and instead smiled, “Aunt Li is making pan-fried buns. We’re in for a treat today.”

The Alpha enthusiastically asked Aunt Li, “Is there anything I can help with?”

Aunt Li said, “No, you and Mrs. Song go wait. Everything’s almost ready. We just need to wait for the dough to rise before we can wrap them.”

After being chased out of the kitchen, Xu Jinzhao shrugged at Song Jiao. She emphasized, “I think my talent might lie in fermented dough. You know, just because I can’t make noodles doesn’t mean I can’t make good buns.”

Xu Jinzhao put on a look of mock regret, like a “pastry world had lost a future master of uneven skills.”

Song Jiao could completely debunk the Alpha’s fantasy based on the available evidence, but friends needed mutual encouragement and comfort, and lies could be used kindly in this context.

So the Omega agreed, “You have a point.”

Song Jiao’s expression was too serious and certain, and Xu Jinzhao couldn’t tell if she was joking along or genuinely believed the boasting she had just done.

Although the Omega was very friendly towards her, perhaps due to her personality, she hadn’t joked with Xu Jinzhao before.

Afraid that she would take it seriously and encourage herself to ask Aunt Li to teach her cooking, Xu Jinzhao quickly changed the subject:

“Does your hand still hurt?”

Song Jiao raised her hand, showing her palm to Xu Jinzhao.

“It doesn’t hurt anymore after soaking it in hot water.”

The Omega was wearing thin fleece pajamas, dark brown in color, which made her palm and the wrist and arm visible beyond the cuff look like white cream swirling on the surface of coffee, with an appetizing and charming color.

Her gesture had a childish and innocent comforting quality, as the injury was under the skin and not visible to the naked eye.

Inflammation wouldn’t subside after just one hot compress; it would only relieve some of the pain.

Xu Jinzhao, however, was very appreciative. She smiled and said, “Then I’ll pour you more hot water to soak your hand tonight.”

Song Jiao looked at her smiling eyes and emphasized softly, “I’ll be waiting. You have to keep your promise.”

Xu Jinzhao didn’t need to look through her memories to know that Song Jiao had been tricked by [Xu Jinzhao] many times, big and small.

The Omega’s insistence on her keeping her promise didn’t seem like a fuss to Xu Jinzhao; instead, a tender affection grew in her heart.

She said firmly, “Of course.”

Aunt Li had made pan-fried buns with not only pork and three-delicacy fillings but also pan-fried salted pepper rolls.

The bottom of the pastries was fried to a golden crisp, while the rest was fluffy and soft due to good fermentation. The fillings were juicy and flavorful, incredibly delicious.

Xu Jinzhao ate happily and joked with Aunt Li, “Auntie, in a little while, I’m sure my weight will be out of control.”

Aunt Li replied, “Xiao Xu, you’re not fat at all. Eat more, being able to eat is a blessing.”

She got along well with Xu Jinzhao and was no longer so reserved around Song Jiao, adding, “Mrs. Song should eat more too.”

Xu Jinzhao looked at the Omega’s slender wrist across the table and couldn’t help but agree, “Yes, Song Jiao eats like a cat, she’s too thin. Auntie, if she can gain a little weight, I’ll give you a big red envelope at the end of the year.”

Aunt Li laughed, “The salary you give me is already high enough. Speaking of which, since Mrs. Song’s hand is injured, we should have stewed pork trotters for dinner to nourish her.”

Song Jiao: One lie requires… never mind, she didn’t dislike pork trotters anyway.

With plenty of time today and a great atmosphere at home, Song Jiao actually ate two more pan-fried buns while listening to Xu Jinzhao’s jokes.

Xu Jinzhao was very satisfied with this and commented, “That’s a big improvement, keep it up.”

On the way to school, Xu Jinzhao kept saying, “After I drop you off, I’ll go to the mall and buy a weighing scale so you can weigh yourself every day.”

She didn’t plan to ask Qi Yao again, feeling it wasn’t right to always ask him to do so many things, as it seemed like exploiting a worker.

Although [Xu Jinzhao] used to habitually treat Qi Yao like her personal butler, Xu Jinzhao also considered that she couldn’t always avoid Xu Boyang’s surveillance, but it still felt wrong to ask him to do every little thing.

Song Jiao said, “My weight is fine.”

Xu Jinzhao said, “We’ll calculate your BMI later after weighing, it’s definitely on the low side.”

The Omega didn’t reply. Xu Jinzhao realized she might be meddling too much and glanced at the rearview mirror.

Song Jiao didn’t show the dissatisfaction or depression she had imagined, but rather looked thoughtful. She asked, “Are you worried about me?”

Perhaps it was because the Omega’s words were too direct, but Xu Jinzhao’s cheeks felt a little hot. She mumbled, “I hope you’re healthy, I hope you can enjoy life.”

Xu Jinzhao couldn’t forget the image of 35-year-old Song Jiao from the reporter’s perspective in the “Jiao Jiao” extra.

[The reporter looked at this nationally renowned female tycoon. Some called her a tyrant, others called her a fighter.

Both titles were full of power. The reporter had also seen many past photos and videos of Ms. Song, in which she was indeed radiant and like an indestructible steel blade.]

[But the person before the reporter caused a long silence. The legend, who had lived in seclusion for many years, sat in a wheelchair, her once beautiful, cloud-like long hair now mostly gray.

Ms. Song was skin and bones. She was only 35 years old but was approaching the end of her life. Only her eyes remained sharp and bright, as if they could see through a person’s heart.]

Xu Jinzhao never wanted to see Song Jiao like that. She hoped Song Jiao would be healthy, vibrant, and loved by fate, because that was what Song Jiao deserved.

She shouldn’t have to face illness and death prematurely at an age when she should still be enjoying life.

Xu Jinzhao stopped in a temporary parking zone. Changnan University’s antique-style gate was diagonally ahead in the distance.

She turned to Song Jiao and said, “Go on.”

Go on, go embrace the youthful life that [Xu Jinzhao] had once deprived you of.

Song Jiao didn’t get out of the car immediately. The Omega looked at her and said, “You have to come pick me up.”

This was the first time Song Jiao had spoken to the Alpha in such a tone, with a demanding and actually impolite manner.

But she felt she had to do this because Xu Jinzhao’s gaze at her was complex and conflicted, as if the Alpha and she existed in different worlds.

How was that possible? Xu Jinzhao was right in front of her.

But Song Jiao instinctively felt uneasy. She no longer pleaded or probed but issued a command—

You accepted my friendship, so you have to stay with me.

Xu Jinzhao chuckled and said, “Of course.”

Now the Alpha seemed to have returned to her usual self. Song Jiao studied the smile for a few seconds before finally feeling reassured.

After getting out of the car, she took two steps and then turned back to wave at Xu Jinzhao.

Only after Xu Jinzhao also waved goodbye did Song Jiao turn and quickly run towards the campus.

Xu Jinzhao watched the Omega’s figure disappearing like a bird returning to the forest, wishing that Song Jiao could always run so lightly.

Of course, it would be even better if she could gain a little more weight.

Xu Jinzhao clearly remembered how light and worryingly thin Song Jiao felt when she lifted her out of the bathtub.

Like a stray cat that had fainted on the street, she could be easily scooped up with a little effort.

She was happy to see Song Jiao as lively, willful, and adventurous as a kitten, but she didn’t want the Omega to actually become as thin as one.

Xu Jinzhao made up her mind and turned the car around, heading towards a nearby shopping mall.

She bought three weighing scales at the supermarket, planning to put one in the living room and the others in her and Song Jiao’s respective bedrooms.

When Xu Jinzhao drove home, Aunt Li wasn’t there, probably out buying the pork trotters she had mentioned making for Song Jiao in the morning.

After [Xu Jinzhao] moved here, she had ordered fresh seasonal vegetables, poultry, seafood, and meat to be delivered daily, so the house never lacked ingredients.

However, the specific ingredients needed for some of the dishes Aunt Li planned to cook weren’t always included in these regular deliveries.

For example, the sweet and sour carp from before required Aunt Li to personally select and purchase a fresh carp.

Therefore, Xu Jinzhao had given Aunt Li an allowance to buy whatever she needed.

The house was impeccably clean. Xu Jinzhao unpacked two of the weighing scales, placing one in the corner of the living room and taking the other upstairs to her bedroom.

Xu Jinzhao adjusted the position of the weighing scale and then looked at her dressing table.

The jasmine flowers Song Jiao had given her had been dried in the microwave. She had originally planned to display them with the crystal ball under the dust cover, but the sandalwood base Qi Yao had sent had a special fragrance that would mix with the jasmine’s scent.

So, the small flower had been placed in a screw-top glass jar, standing quietly beside the dressing mirror.

She unscrewed the lid, and a faint, delicate fragrance wafted out, a scent that was refreshing and mood-lifting.

Xu Jinzhao inexplicably thought of that extra chapter of “Jiao Jiao” again, where the reporter who came to interview Song Jiao had given her a bouquet of flowers.

The young Omega reporter had gone to a flower shop and chosen carnations and baby’s breath, asking the staff to wrap them beautifully.

Carnations were the most common flowers to give to teachers or mothers, representing respect and gratitude, while blue baby’s breath conveyed care.

The female reporter was one of the beneficiaries of the protection act. She respected and loved Song Jiao and wished her good health.

Although everyone knew that her lifespan was limited to 40 years, or even less.

After the interview, the written narrative focused on Song Jiao. The frail Omega stared at the bouquet for a long time.

[Song Jiao thought she was a little jealous of young people. So vibrant, beautiful, just like the blooming flowers in front of her, full of vitality.

It was because of this jealousy that she hadn’t been friendly to the girl. It wasn’t very dignified, and perhaps her little admirer would be disappointed, but Song Jiao no longer had the energy to care.]

But when the narrative shifted back to the young female reporter, the girl broke down and cried downstairs.

[The reporter was very remorseful because she could have done better. She should have faced Ms. Song more appropriately.

But the first sight of the other woman’s current state had made her so upset that she almost lost control.]

Xu Jinzhao also regretted her slight loss of composure this morning.

Song Jiao had clearly noticed her unease, which was why she had looked at her so earnestly to confirm things and had paused before leaving, turning back to wave at her.

She shouldn’t have brought those negative emotions to Song Jiao, Xu Jinzhao thought, she should make amends.

Xu Jinzhao screwed the lid back onto the glass jar, gazing at the dried jasmine flowers inside. She had a good idea.

Xu Jinzhao hurried downstairs, just in time to meet Aunt Li returning with shopping bags.

Aunt Li was startled. Xu Jinzhao said, “I’m going out to run some errands, I’ll be back for lunch!”

Watching the young Alpha’s energetic figure disappear, Aunt Li shook her head and put down the ingredients she was carrying.

Besides preparing pork trotters, she also needed to stew black-boned chicken soup with red dates. Mrs. Song’s complexion wasn’t very good, she needed more bl00d nourishment.

Xu Jinzhao drove to a flower shop she had noticed on the way to Changnan University. She looked around the shop and felt that the quality of the various flowers was quite good. She asked the owner, “Do you have foxtail lilies?”

“We don’t have foxtail lilies in stock right now. They’ll be delivered this afternoon,” the owner replied.

Xu Jinzhao immediately asked, “Can they arrive before 5 o’clock?”

“They’ll be here by 2 o’clock.”

She immediately placed an order for a bouquet of the best white foxtail lilies, to be beautifully wrapped and picked up at 5 o’clock.

The owner asked, “Would you like a card with a message?”

Xu Jinzhao thought for a moment. She had many things she could say to Song Jiao, yet it also felt like she had nothing to say.

“No need.”

When Xu Jinzhao came to pick up the flowers in the afternoon, the foxtail lilies she had ordered were already wrapped.

The pure white petals were spread open, curling outwards, with deep red flower spikes drooping at the tips, emitting a rich fragrance.

Xu Jinzhao held the flamboyant bouquet.

She wished that the Omega’s future could be like the foxtail lilies, thriving and prosperous, and that her heart would always remain vibrant and beautiful.

Song Jiao heard rumors about Changnan Home at school.

Students were complaining that the website server had been attacked again and they couldn’t log in.

“I don’t know who hates Changnan Home so much, attacking the server every few days. I heard the page is still down.”

“I bet it’s a student from the school.”

“Hehe, who hates Changnan Home? You might as well ask who doesn’t. XX has an invitation code for ‘Hearing Rumors,’ they say it’s full of rumors every day. It would be better if it was completely shut down.”

“The site admins are toxic, acting like dictators. Besides, even when no one is attacking it, it still has problems every now and then.”

“But there’s nowhere else to go…”

Song Jiao listened to all this, packing up her belongings.

As evening approached, the clouds in the sky were tinged with the beautiful colors of golden and orange gradients.

Thinking that Xu Jinzhao might be waiting for her at the gate, Song Jiao quickened her pace.

She suddenly felt that faking an injury was a good excuse after all. Although there would be subsequent troubles, the beneficial aspects seemed to outweigh them?

Song Jiao’s steps grew faster and faster. She ignored the puzzled looks from others, almost jogging towards the school gate until she saw a figure standing with their back to her in the distance.

Song Jiao slowed down, wanting to approach quietly.

Perhaps she could tap Xu Jinzhao on the shoulder and startle the Alpha, or maybe greet her with, “Have you been waiting long?”

She had clearly walked very lightly, but the Alpha seemed to still sense the sound and turned around.

Song Jiao saw a large bouquet of beautiful lilies in her hands.

[Xu Jinzhao] had also brought flowers to school before. It was a bouquet of Juliet roses. Before that, she had slapped Song Jiao and then fancifully tried to force a reconciliation in this way.

Later, a classmate asked Song Jiao who the Alpha holding roses and waiting for her at the gate that day was.

Song Jiao replied coldly, “An irrelevant person.”

But when Xu Jinzhao held up the bouquet of lilies to her, a smile appeared on Song Jiao’s face—

Perhaps there was still an element of performance in it, but she truly felt happy now.

Author’s Note:

This is exactly what Xu Jinzhao wanted.

She wants you to be happy.

*Coffee latte art is made with milk foam, but using the word “cream” here feels better than “foam,” you understand.

PS: By the way, let me emphasize the first point in the reading guide in the introduction: the provinces, cities, geography, and background in the story are all fictional, not based on reality, and contain a large number of fantasy elements.

The development of the main characters’ careers can also refer to this point. The author is an amateur at everything except eating. If any readers in industries other than eating see inconsistencies with reality in this story, it means the author is once again talking nonsense with a straight face.

After all, this is primarily a romance story focused on emotions, so let’s just assume that the entrepreneurial prospects and details fabricated by the author are all reasonable (kneeling with hands clasped).

PPS: However, Jinzhao and Jiao Jiao are real, they are szd!!!