Transmigrated into a Classic Dog-Blood Drama as the Scummy Alpha - Chapter 32

After dinner, the three of them sat together in the living room watching TV. Shen Xian glanced at Lin Qinghan beside her and said, “Qinghan, I have something to do tomorrow evening, so I might be back late. You and Tiantian don’t need to wait up.”

Lin Qinghan paused while eating her fruit and looked at Shen Xian with some surprise. That timing was a little too coincidental. “I have something to do tomorrow night as well. Why don’t we send Tiantian to your mom’s place for the evening?”

Shen Xian nodded. “Sure, I’ll give Mom a call and ask her to pick Tiantian up tomorrow.” Shen Xian was a little curious about where Lin Qinghan was going, but since their relationship hadn’t yet reached that level of closeness, she didn’t pry.

The next morning, Shen Xian transferred 50,000 yuan to Fang Jinglan. Over the years, the original Shen Xian hadn’t given her parents a single cent—only lied and asked for money. Now that she had some income, aside from setting aside funds for operational costs, she sent some money home to her mother.

Sure enough, Fang Jinglan called her shortly after. “Shen Xian, where did that money come from? You didn’t get into trouble again, did you?”

“No, Mom. It’s money I earned recently. All these years, you and Dad have taken care of me. Now it’s my turn to take care of you. Don’t worry—it’s clean money. Please just accept it,” Shen Xian said with a soft smile.

“Alright then. I’ll accept it. When are you all coming home for dinner? I’ll make something for you,” Fang Jinglan’s joy was obvious, even through the phone.

“When Qinghan has a day off, we’ll come over. Oh right, Mom, Qinghan and I both have something to do tonight. Could you pick Tiantian up from school?”

“Of course. You two go do what you need to. Don’t worry about Tiantian.”

After chatting a bit more with her mother, Shen Xian hung up. Later in the evening, Jiang Xi came to pick her up to try on dresses.

The haute couture shop belonged to Jiang Xi’s family, so the dresses were at her full disposal. Shen Xian didn’t hold back either—she picked out a black gown to try on. When she stepped out of the fitting room,

Jiang Xi froze in surprise. She had thought Shen Xian would choose a pantsuit; after all, Shen Xian rarely wore dresses.

Shen Xian examined herself in the mirror and was quite satisfied. The gown fit snugly around her waist, and the exposed collarbones added a graceful allure without being over the top.

Catching Jiang Xi’s gaze in the mirror, Shen Xian chuckled. “So? Does this meet Little Jiang’s standards?”

Jiang Xi nodded enthusiastically. “Sis, I thought you’d go with a suit! You look amazing in a dress!”

Shen Xian smiled. “Not bad, right? Add a bit of makeup, and I’ll be the perfect buffer. No one will dare approach you.”

“No problem. I’ve got more makeup that I can use anyway. We’re almost out of time—let’s get ready and go.”

Jiang Xi chose a black gown and headed off with Shen Xian to get their makeup done.

Shen Xian picked a deep red lip tint and applied simple makeup. She added soft curls to the ends of her long black hair, achieving a look that was equal parts sexy and cool. Even she was pleased with the result.

Around 8 p.m., the banquet began. The moment Shen Xian and Jiang Xi stepped out of the car, they drew many curious glances—partly due to Jiang Xi’s well-known family background, and partly because of how eye-catching Shen Xian looked. Thanks to Jiang Xi’s influence, even the venue staff were particularly attentive.

Jiang Xi felt she’d made the right call inviting Shen Xian. Somehow, her aura didn’t lose out even to Mu-jie—Jiang Xi’s usual go-to for these kinds of events.

Still, many came over to try cozying up to Jiang Xi. A few even tried to dig into Shen Xian’s background.

“Miss Jiang, who’s this? Haven’t seen her before. A new rising star in Linhai?” an Alpha with a crush on Jiang Xi came up and asked.

Jiang Xi linked arms with Shen Xian and casually replied, “This is Shen Xian, my business partner.”

“Miss Shen, nice to meet you. May I ask—does your family own one of the well-known enterprises in China?”

Though Li Yuan’s family wasn’t quite on Jiang Xi’s level, they were still prominent in Linhai. Shen Xian immediately understood what he was getting at—he wanted to embarrass her by exposing her lack of a wealthy background.

“There’s no famous family enterprise. Starting from scratch is more fun, don’t you think?” Shen Xian replied with a light smile. Then she turned to Jiang Xi and asked sweetly, “Need to take a break, Xiao Xi?”

“Definitely.” Jiang Xi was eager to get away from Li Yuan, who always clung to her like a leech.

Shen Xian nodded politely at Li Yuan, then led Jiang Xi to a quiet sofa.

“Didn’t expect this, did you? Our Little Jiang is quite the hot commodity tonight. All eyes are on you,” Shen Xian teased.

“Don’t joke, Sis. I want nothing to do with this kind of attention. They’re just trying to get close to my dad or brother. So boring,” Jiang Xi pouted.

“Alright, I won’t tease anymore. Look left—looks like another group is heading your way.”

“Ugh, not again. It’s Uncle Zhou’s daughter,” Jiang Xi muttered.

Shen Xian chuckled. “No worries. We’ll send her packing too.”

As they chatted, the group arrived, led by Zhou Manling.

“Well, well, Xiao Xi—where’d you find this Alpha? She’s good-looking. Aren’t you going to introduce us?”

“She’s my business partner. Mind your mouth,” Jiang Xi snapped.

“What’s wrong? Don’t like it when we call her your little lover? Imagine what your dad would think if he knew you brought just anyone to an event like this.”

“None of your business, Zhou,” Jiang Xi shot back.

While Zhou Manling spoke, her eyes kept drifting toward Shen Xian. She had never met an Alpha so chic and commanding. She turned directly to Shen Xian. “Miss, may I introduce myself? I’m Zhou Manling. If you ever need anything, feel free to reach out.”

Shen Xian gave her a dispassionate look and covered her mouth slightly. “Miss Zhou, could you step back a little? Your perfume is overwhelming—I’m feeling nauseous.”

“You—! How dare you say that to me!” Zhou Manling’s face turned red with fury.

Jiang Xi burst out laughing. “Exactly! Sis, I’ve been thinking the same thing. Let’s go somewhere that doesn’t smell like a department store.”

Zhou Manling clenched her fists. For an Alpha to say an Omega’s scent was unpleasant—it was like calling her ugly. She had even hoped to flirt with Shen Xian earlier, but now her mood was completely ruined.

The banquet hall was large, and Jiang Xi and Shen Xian began moving from the east side to the west, planning to leave soon. As they searched for another sofa to rest, a stir broke out across the room. Many people were looking in the same direction.

Shen Xian didn’t pay much attention at first and kept chatting casually with Jiang Xi, her composed presence enough to ward off would-be flirters. But as she looked again at the source of the commotion, something struck her.

That person in the crowd… looked a lot like Lin Qinghan.

And in stories like this, the heroine being in trouble was practically a law of the universe.

Shen Xian immediately stood up.

Startled, Jiang Xi asked, “Sis, what’s wrong?”

“That might be my ex-wife. I’m going over to take a look,” Shen Xian said, already walking briskly in that direction.

Lin Qinghan hadn’t even wanted to come in the first place. She just wanted to repay Lu Jianbai one last favor and never deal with him again. But barely moments after arriving, he introduced her to his mother—and that’s when the trouble began.

Mrs. Lu already knew her son liked an Omega from the hospital, one who even had a three-year-old child. Seeing Lin Qinghan confirmed her worst assumptions. She didn’t bother hiding her disdain and unleashed a barrage of scorn:

“So you’re Lin Qinghan. I’ve already looked into you. Don’t waste your time trying to seduce my son. You’ll never marry into our Lu family—especially not with a nearly four-year-old child in tow. Don’t think I don’t know all about it!”

“Mom, what are you saying? I’m serious about Qinghan. If you won’t let me marry her, then I won’t marry any other Omega either.”

Anyone with a bit of sense knows that the last thing you want at a banquet is to cause a scene. Even if there’s a problem, it should be dealt with privately. But clearly, this was the Lu family’s first time attending a high-profile event like this. Lu’s mother, in particular, acted arrogant and presumptuous, genuinely believing they had ascended into high society. Her attitude was downright overbearing.

Lin Qinghan was speechless. She was only here to do a favor, and now the situation had spiraled into this mess. “I think there’s been a misunderstanding. Dr. Lu, you only said you needed my help when you asked me to come. I don’t like you, and I have no intention of marrying into your family. Your mother is clearly overthinking things.”

Instead of calming down, Lu Jianbai grew more agitated. He assumed it was his mother’s words that had offended Lin Qinghan, making her say she didn’t like him. He turned on his mother angrily. “Mom! What are you doing? It took me forever to get Qinghan to agree to come!”

At that moment, Shen Xian had already arrived. She was standing just behind Lin Qinghan, unnoticed by either Lin or Lu. “It took me forever to get Qinghan to agree”? Agree to what, exactly? Shen Xian’s brow furrowed slightly.

Lu’s mother, on the other hand, completely lost it. “You’re talking back to me over a divorced Omega with a child?” She raised her wine glass and made to throw it at Lin Qinghan.

But Shen Xian reacted faster, stepping in from behind and intercepting the glass midair. With a swift motion, she turned it around and splashed the wine directly onto Lu’s mother’s face.

Lu’s mother was stunned. She screamed, “Who do you think you are?! How dare you throw wine at me!” She lunged forward, ready to retaliate.

Shen Xian fixed her with a cold, cutting glare. “Don’t say I didn’t warn you. This dress I’m wearing? Custom haute couture. Seven figures. Your little back-alley workshop couldn’t afford to pay for even a sleeve.”

Her lips were painted crimson, and her sharply defined features radiated an air of elegance and dominance, honed over time. Lu’s mother, intimidated by her presence, instantly backed down.

Lin Qinghan hadn’t expected Shen Xian to appear here. Her eyes were drawn to her instinctively. This was a side of Shen Xian she had never seen before—elegantly made up, exuding natural authority, and clad in a sleek black gown that hugged her curves. Lin Qinghan couldn’t take her eyes off her.

The silence was broken by Lu Jianbai’s sharp voice. “Shen Xian, what are you even bragging about? You’re just some loser always asking people for money. Apologize to my mom right now! As for that dress—you can’t afford it either. I’ll let this go for Qinghan’s sake.”

Shen Xian couldn’t help but laugh. “Dr. Lu, you really do have a talent for turning things around. Your mother tried to assault my ex-wife. What I did was self-defense. And besides—Qinghan doesn’t even like you.

So stop harassing her.”

“You think you’re somebody? Qinghan likes me! Right, Qinghan? Say something!” Lu Jianbai reached out, trying to grab her wrist.

But Shen Xian was faster. She pulled Lin Qinghan into her arms in one smooth motion.

“Talk all you want, but keep your hands to yourself,” Shen Xian said coldly, shooting him a glare.

The crowd was growing. Lu Jianbai was getting desperate. He reached out again. “Qinghan, come with me. Let’s go.”

But Lin Qinghan didn’t move from Shen Xian’s embrace—her stance said everything.

“Dr. Lu, I think you misunderstood,” Lin Qinghan said bluntly. “I came because you helped me once, and I wanted to return the favor. I didn’t know this was your plan. I don’t like you, and I’m honestly baffled as to why you’d say otherwise. From now on, it’s best we keep our distance.”

With dozens of eyes watching, Lu Jianbai’s face turned scarlet with humiliation. Furious, he pointed at Shen Xian. “It’s all your fault! Don’t believe her, Qinghan! She’s a liar—nothing but a con artist! Come with me!”

Just then, Jiang Xi arrived with the banquet’s security staff. The event organizers were well aware of who their guests were, and Jiang Xi’s background was not one to be trifled with. The Lu family, by contrast, ran a small-time operation—they were lucky to have even gotten through the doors. Now, causing a scene? That was pushing their luck.

“These two ladies are my friends,” Jiang Xi said coldly. “Get these lunatics out of here.”

“Understood. I’m terribly sorry, Miss Jiang,” the banquet manager said, bowing apologetically. “We didn’t vet the guest list thoroughly enough. We’ll remove them immediately.” He turned to the guards and ordered Lu Jianbai’s entire family to be escorted out.

Just as this was happening, Lu Jianbai’s father arrived. He had been shamelessly trying to network with high society figures moments earlier. When he saw the commotion, his face went green.

He had no idea who Jiang Xi was and pointed a finger at her, shouting, “Who the hell are you to talk to my wife and son like that?! Security! Let them go!”

“You three girls better apologize to my wife and son right now,” he added, assuming from their youthful appearances that they’d be easy to intimidate.

Jiang Xi nearly burst out laughing. Though she didn’t go to the office much, she was no stranger to society banquets. Everyone in the circle knew she was the heiress of Jiang Group. No one dared cross her—this was the first time someone had actually tried.

Just then, a languid female voice came from nearby:

“Oh? Who was it just now insulting the Jiang Group heiress?”

The crowd parted. Shen Xian turned to see the speaker: Mu Siyu, president of the Mu Corporation.

Lu Jianbai’s father didn’t recognize Jiang Xi, but he definitely recognized her—the young financial genius of Linhai City, Mu Corporation’s head, who had already made a name for herself on the international stage.

“M-Mu… President Mu? You’re saying she’s Jiang’s daughter?”

Mu Siyu smiled and nodded, then shot a sharp look at the banquet manager. “What’s going on? Since when do you let random nobodies into events like this? Get them out.”

At her words, six security guards immediately moved in and dragged the Lu family away. Even as they were half out the door, Lu Jianbai’s father’s voice could still be heard:

“President Mu, I’m sorry, I didn’t know—please forgive me!”

But no one cared what he said anymore. After tonight, any smart business would avoid working with the Lu family’s company. They were effectively blacklisted from the circle.

Once the commotion died down, the curious onlookers dispersed—they couldn’t afford to cross Mu Siyu either. In the end, only Shen Xian and the other three remained.

Mu Siyu gave Shen Xian a particularly cold look. “Miss Shen, right? We meet again. Funny, didn’t know you had a wife and yet came here with Xiao Xi.”

“She’s my ex-wife. Shen-jiejie’s already divorced,” Jiang Xi quickly cut in to explain—but completely missed the point, earning herself a glare from Mu Siyu. Lin Qinghan looked at Shen Xian, her eyes dark with thought.

Shen Xian noticed Lin Qinghan’s gaze and immediately sensed trouble. She hurried to clarify, “President Mu, you’ve misunderstood. Xiao Xi knew you were busy overseas recently, so she asked me to step in.

There’s nothing going on—just helping her as a plus-one.”

She figured Mu Siyu was jealous that Jiang Xi hadn’t invited her instead. True sisterhood, Shen Xian mused. No wonder she’s jealous. That’s the kind of bond that should spark envy.

“Hmph. Is that so? Then I must really thank you, Miss Shen,” Mu Siyu said coolly. Without sparing Jiang Xi another glance, she turned and walked away.

“Mu-jiejie! Wait for me!” Jiang Xi ran after her, calling back over her shoulder, “Shen-jiejie, I’m going first!”

Shen Xian nodded with a smile. “Go on. Better hurry before your bestie gets too jealous.”

Turning to Lin Qinghan, she grinned and said, “Shall we head home too?”

Lin Qinghan gave a cold huff. “Oh? Don’t you need to stay and keep your precious Xiao Xi company?”