Transmigrated into a Classic Dog-Blood Drama as the Scummy Alpha - Chapter 4

Shen Xian didn’t raise her voice, but everyone watching at the school gate could hear her clearly:

“First of all, your son was in the wrong. The teacher already made him apologize. I was just going to talk to him and let it go, but then you came over and started spouting nonsense.

Second, yelling louder doesn’t make you right. It only makes people see you as a shrew.

Third, with a parent like you, I’m really worried about how your child will turn out.

And lastly, this is for the other parents and kids here: you’ve all seen it — a child raised by someone like Li Jie’s mother is bound to cause trouble. Be careful your own kids don’t get led astray by playing with him.”

“You—! Are you looking to die?” the woman shrieked, her voice shrill as she raised her hand to hit Shen Xian.

But in her previous life, Shen Xian had not only worked hard but also trained in self-defense for years. Her reflexes were quick, and she caught the woman’s wrist midair, gripping it tight enough to make her wince.

“Everyone saw that — she tried to hit me first. This is self-defense. Can someone call the police?” Shen Xian held the woman’s wrist firmly, her voice calm but commanding.

Lin Qinghan pulled out her phone, glanced at Shen Xian, then finally said, “I’ll do it,” and began to dial.

The woman panicked. “What are you doing? Come on, it’s not that serious! Let go of me! I’ve got other things to do!”

Shen Xian let out a cold chuckle, tossed the woman’s wrist aside. The sharp jerk made her arm ache, but after what had just happened, she knew she couldn’t win against Shen Xian. Angry and flustered, she took it out on her son, giving him a hard shove. “This is all your fault! Always causing trouble! Look at what you’ve done — now your mom’s getting bullied because of you!” she shouted before dragging the boy away.

Shen Xian snorted and turned to check on her daughter. Shen Tian had stopped crying but was still nestled against Lin Qinghan’s shoulder, her eyes red and puffy.

Shen Xian retrieved the cake and mango juice she had bought, then gently handed them to her daughter. “Sweetie, look what Mommy got you — a milk cake and your favorite mango juice. Let’s take them home to eat, okay?”

Shen Tian blinked up at Lin Qinghan, as if asking for permission.

Lin Qinghan’s heart softened. She still resented Shen Xian, but if not for her stepping in today, Tiantian would have been hurt. “Go ahead, it’s for you,” she said.

Finally, a smile appeared on Shen Tian’s little face. At the same time, Shen Xian noticed the number above her daughter’s head had changed from -90 to -50, and Lin Qinghan’s from -150 to -130. She quietly let out a breath of relief.

Shen Tian obediently climbed onto the back of Lin Qinghan’s electric scooter. Shen Xian put the cake and juice in the basket and smiled. “Drive slow — be careful not to tip the cake.”

“Got it,” Lin Qinghan replied, surprisingly without her usual sharp tone. She thought of how Shen Xian had stepped in to shield her just now — it made her hard to stay angry. Meanwhile, Shen Tian turned back and gave Shen Xian a small, shy smile.

Shen Xian stood at the school gate, watching the two of them ride off before she headed home. There, she cleaned, cooked, and washed dishes — a full round of chores that earned her another 200 yuan. After deducting the money spent on Tiantian’s snacks, she had 1,700 yuan left.

She browsed the internet again, checking on the Moon Coin she’d been keeping an eye on. It was still relatively unknown. Most people dismissed it as a joke, not worth paying attention to. But Shen Xian knew blockchain economies were the future, and what was worth nothing now could be worth a fortune in a few years.

She opened a special overseas account and saw that one Moon Coin was worth just 10 yuan. Gritting her teeth, she poured all 1,700 yuan into it, buying 170 coins. She carefully saved all her account and password info — one day, these coins might make her rich. But for now, she was flat broke again.

After everything, Shen Xian turned in early. The original body she now occupied was in poor shape — years of smoking and staying up late had left dark circles under her eyes. It would take time to fix.

Meanwhile, at home, Shen Tian could barely wait to eat her milk cake. Lin Qinghan’s usually frosty face softened at the sight of her excited daughter. “Tiantian, wash your hands first, then you can eat.”

Tiantian nodded, gazing longingly at the cake. Lin Qinghan chuckled. “You little foodie, come on, let’s wash up.”

Tiantian obediently went to the bathroom, quickly rinsed her little hands, then turned and looked at her mother proudly. “Mama, I did it myself!”

“Good girl. You’re amazing.” Lin Qinghan led her back to the living room, took out the six-inch cake, and poured mango juice into two cups. Life had been tough lately — not only did Shen Xian keep asking for money, but Lin Qinghan’s own younger brother was a gambling addict who constantly demanded cash. Her mother also kept calling, pressuring her to send money home so they could find a wife for her brother. It was driving her to the edge. Her daughter was the only light left in her life.

Tiantian picked up a small plate and asked sweetly, “Mama, can you cut it for me?”

“Of course, big piece for Tiantian. But remember — after sweets, you have to brush your teeth,” Lin Qinghan said, tapping the tiny pigtail on Tiantian’s head.

“Okay!” Tiantian took a huge bite of the cake, her mouth covered in cream. “Mama, you eat too — this little cow cake is yummy!”

“I will.” Lin Qinghan smiled and took a few bites. Then she remembered the 200 yuan she had transferred to Shen Xian a few days ago. She checked her phone, opened Feixin, and saw that the red envelope had been returned. Shen Xian was acting very strange lately… but she shrugged it off. They were already divorced — as long as Shen Xian didn’t come back asking for more money, she didn’t care.

The next day followed the same routine. Shen Xian took on all the housework, leaving Fang Jinglan at a bit of a loss. Part of her hoped her daughter had truly changed, but another part warned her not to get her hopes up. She eventually took her husband Shen Wenkang out for a walk — with everything done at home, she had nothing else to do.

While out, Fang Jinglan called her younger sister. The moment the call connected, she couldn’t help blurting, “Jingping, Shen Xian’s been acting like a totally different person these past few days. She’s doing all the chores — I don’t have anything left to do. Do you think she’s really changed, or is she up to something again?”

Her sister replied, “Second Sis, her being willing to do chores is a good thing. At least she’s not just lazing around. If she’s really changed, great — but still, don’t let your guard down. When it comes to money, your daughter’s way too sharp. We all want her to get better, but you still need to be careful.”

“I thought the same. Whatever, I’ll just take it one day at a time,” Fang Jinglan sighed. This was their only child, but it felt like she had to guard against her like a thief.

After getting that off her chest, Fang Jinglan felt a bit better and even had a smile on her face.

Back at home, Shen Xian spent her day either doing housework to earn money or scouring the web for ways to make more. As school dismissal approached, she said goodbye to her parents and headed out.

Not wanting her daughter to vanish again like she used to, Fang Jinglan casually asked, “Where are you going?”

Shen Xian smiled and replied, “Tiantian’s about to get out of school. I’m going to buy her some fruit.”

That reassured Fang Jinglan a little. “Do you have enough money? Get her something nice.”

“I’ve got it, Mom,” Shen Xian said with a smile. “I’ve made a bit doing part-time work online.”

Fang Jinglan was slightly puzzled. This was the first time Shen Xian hadn’t asked her for money. In the past, even 20 or 50 yuan wasn’t too little for her to ask for — she’d just use it to buy cigarettes anyway. Wait… come to think of it, the house hadn’t smelled like smoke at all lately. Had Shen Xian quit?

Unaware of her mother’s thoughts, Shen Xian went to the supermarket and spent a few dozen yuan on fruit — sweet oranges, lychees, dragon fruit, mangosteen. Then she headed to the kindergarten to wait for Tiantian.

This time, her daughter came out smiling, holding hands with a group of little girls. She seemed to have forgotten the unhappiness from the day before. Children’s emotions were simple like that. Tiantian had also started to get used to seeing Shen Xian in the afternoons. After all, when she was bullied yesterday, Shen Xian had been the one to protect her first — and now, everyone knew she had a mommy.

Shen Xian waved. Tiantian saw her and shyly said goodbye to her friends before running over. Her cheeks turned pink when she saw the bag in Shen Xian’s hand. Mommy came to see her… maybe the goodies in that bag were for her?

Tiantian’s eyes were glued to the bag. Shen Xian noticed and smiled, squatting down and opening it. “Mommy bought fruit for Tiantian and Mama today. Remember to eat it, so you can grow big and strong.”

Tiantian blushed and said, “Okay. Tiantian wants to grow tall so she can protect Mama!”

At that moment, Lin Qinghan pulled up on her little electric scooter. “What are you two talking about?”