Wish to Get Rich But Wear a Scumbag A - Chapter 43

Qi Xingwan hadn’t intentionally forgotten Yan He’s presence.

While Qi Xingwan confronted Mu Xu, Yan He, disgusted by the air quality, had silently retreated to the bathroom.

Her survival instincts were strong; she’d rather fight poison with poison than admit the Lord Female Lead’s pheromones smelled foul.

When Qi Xingwan called her, Yan He was discussing the relationship between air pollution and global warming with 007.

Yan He: Seven, does someone in this room have bad breath? The air around the Lord Female Lead is getting worse and worse. Even Director Han, who never showers after his morning runs, smells like perfume compared to this.

007 screamed in despair: That’s her pheromones! They smell like red wine, not stinky tofu! How could they stink?!

Yan He: What do mine smell like?

007: I don’t know! If I hadn’t been afraid of blowing our cover right away, I wouldn’t have even bothered buying you scent glands. I nearly went bankrupt! Your body needs time to fully adapt to this world. But don’t worry, by the end of the month at the latest, you’ll become a true Alpha.

Yan He: Can I customize my pheromone scent? I want it to smell like money.

007: Get lost.

Just as 007 kicked her out of the chat, Yan He heard the wise and mighty Lord Female Lead summoning her.

“Ah? Coming, coming, coming! I’m here!” Yan He yanked open the curtain and darted to the Lord Female Lead’s side. “What’s up?”

Yan He slowly crouched down, rubbing her shoulder.

She’d rushed too fast and seemed to have bumped into something along the way.

Not important.

She wasn’t the type to order takeout and cringe at the prices, ultimately settling for the cheapest option. A mere piece of furniture? She could afford to replace it.

Even if she’d knocked the Director flat, she’d just sue.

Who told him to be a late-night obstacle in my room instead of sleeping?

Bang!

Mu Xu slammed the half-open wardrobe door, his light blue eyes churning with fury.

To feign an early heat, he’d released a massive amount of pheromones. These pheromones relentlessly stimulated the Omegas while also stimulating his own glands. It was like scrolling through endless food videos at night—even if you’re not hungry, the intense cravings still arise.

Mu Xu’s situation was even worse. Scrolling through food videos was a passive, random occurrence, but he had deliberately released pheromones to provoke the Omegas, aiming for a temporary mark.

He had already subdued two Omegas when Yan He burst in like a wild boar, charging recklessly and knocking him off balance. He tripped and fell flat on his face right in front of the Omegas.

Fury surged through Mu Xu’s heart as he unleashed a torrent of pheromones at Yan He.

Instantly, Yan He pinched her nose in agony, her fear betrayed by her honest mouth. “Qi Xingwan, do you have bad breath?”

Sensing the pheromone suppression patch on her neck suddenly weaken, Qi Xingwan, who had almost worried about Yan He, fell silent.

Zhou Yunuo struggled closer to her friend, sniffing like a newborn pup. “Let me check…”

A vein bulged on Qi Xingwan’s forehead as she slapped Yan He’s head.

Smack!

“Aiyo, my brilliant brain! You’ve met such a tragic end…”

Qi Xingwan, her patience exhausted, slapped Yan He’s head again.

Yan He resumed her wailing from the beginning. “…Aiyo, my brilliant brain! You—”

“Shut up,” Qi Xingwan snapped, grabbing Yan He’s head and turning it toward Mu Xu. “Get her out of here. I… I can’t take it anymore…”

Yan He’s neck had already twisted to its human limit, yet the dazed and helpless Lord Female Lead continued to force it further.

She now understood firsthand what it meant to speak with a stiff neck, as described in novels. “Stop, stop! I’m not the owl you were waiting for when you were eleven, and I don’t have owl genes! Twist me any further and I’ll die right here!”

This was no joke—another twist and Yan He would be a goner.

Qi Xingwan paused, then awkwardly released her grip.

Yan He’s neck was saved. “You—”

“Pheromone. Hers,” Qi Xingwan said, placing her hand back on Yan He’s head. Her voice was emotionless as she leaned in and whispered, “You promised you’d listen.”

“So that’s why it stinks so bad!” Yan He blinked, chirping, “Does Sister Zhou’s girlfriend’s pheromone smell like snail noodles?”

Qi Xingwan, who clearly smelled red wine, stared in disbelief.

Completely ignored, Mu Xu seethed with anger. “Little Yan—”

“Impudence! Did I give you permission to speak?!” Yan He stood up, hands on her hips. “I hate snail noodles more than anything! Get out, get out! Go back to your own room!”

Seeing her composed demeanor, seemingly unaffected by the pheromone, Mu Xu felt a pang of fear and regret.

She shouldn’t have used her pheromone to bully Qi Xingwan.

Teasing an Omega who already belonged to someone else was far more infuriating to an Alpha than a simple pheromone challenge.

She held up her hands, signaling she meant no harm. “Miss Yan, you misunderstand. My pheromone smells like red wine—Romanee-Conti red wine.”

Yan He: “…Is it expensive?”

Mu Xu’s expression froze, as if she’d been slapped in public.

Yan He, with her sharp mind, quickly concluded that her honest tongue had offended someone again.

Heaven be my witness, this wasn’t a personal attack! I genuinely didn’t know red wine had so many intricacies.

What’s going on here?

Are we comparing whose pheromones are more expensive?

What am I supposed to do?

No way! Even though my pheromones haven’t developed yet, I can’t lose in terms of presence!

Yan He proudly raised her head. “Take your Roman… Nono and get out. This empress needs her beauty sleep.”

“Alright, I’ll take Nono back first.”

Mu Xu confidently strode forward, his eyes showing confusion when Yan He blocked his path.

“Ew, repeating names? How cheesy! Sister Zhou is sleeping with Your Majesty tonight. Are you still afraid to sleep alone at your age?” Yan He shuddered, her arms breaking out in goosebumps, but remained remarkably understanding. “If you’re really scared, I’ll come sleep with you. Aren’t you touched?”

“? Why would two Alphas sleep together? Stop joking around.”

“Impudence! Do you know who you’re talking to?” Yan He dramatically recited the subtitles 007 was projecting in her mind. “I am the Second Miss of Jiang City’s most prestigious family, the beloved daughter of the Yan Group’s chairman, the younger sister of the experimental genius Miss Yan! Sharing a bed with me is your greatest honor. Whether you want to or not, you’ll accept it today!”

“We’re both Alphas!”

“So what if we’re Alphas? Can’t Alphas sleep together?” Yan He cackled, sounding like Little Moon the Black Magic Fairy. “Just give up and surrender, I—”

Yan He lunged, but Mu Xu bolted out of the room like he’d seen a ghost.

Bang!

Yan He kicked the door open, hot on his heels.

In the dimly lit corridor, a twisted, manic shadow surged into the T-shaped Room.

“Show yourself, little darling!”

“Get the hell away from me!”

“Ha ha ha ha ha! Scream all you want! No one will come to save you, no matter how loud you yell!”

A wall separated the two rooms. Qi Xingwan was changing her suppression patch while the madwoman roared on the other side.

Qi Xingwan tore open the pouch of suppression medication and slowly fed it to Zhou Yunuo.

“How are you feeling? Does your gland still hurt?”

Zhou Yunuo weakly shook her head. “I’m sorry for dragging you into this…”

“Don’t be ridiculous. You wouldn’t have even joined this variety show if it weren’t to protect me.”

Just as Qi Xingwan was about to ask what was going on, Yan He’s increasingly deranged and lecherous laughter echoed through the room.

Zhou Yunuo: “Does she have some kind of intellectual disability?”

Qi Xingwan: “…I don’t know her well.”

Zhou Yunuo: “She’s your wife! Didn’t your pre-marital checkup include a neurological exam?”

Qi Xingwan: “……”