Did Scumbag A Get Divorced Today? - Chapter 60.2

Li Jiang visibly relaxed when she saw Sui Yu return and drove off with Siyue, while Sui Yu got back into her own car and headed home as quickly as possible—she didn’t want to miss the window to talk to Shen Jueshu.

As soon as she got home, she ran upstairs. She didn’t even bother wiping the sweat from her forehead before dialing Shen Jueshu’s number. Thankfully, the call connected almost instantly. On the other end, Shen Jueshu stared at her image on the screen, puzzled.

“What happened to you?” she asked. Did Ayu seriously go out running or something?

Seeing the call connect, Sui Yu finally relaxed and wiped the sweat from her forehead. She was slightly out of breath as she replied, “Just ran a few steps…”

Shen Jueshu: “…”
Just a few steps and she’s this winded? Looks like we really do need to ramp up her workout routine.

“Are you busy later?” Ayu asked, trying to keep her voice steady.

Shen Jueshu’s expression softened. “Not too bad today. The negotiations went fairly smoothly.”

Hearing that, Ayu perked up. “Does that mean things might be resolved soon?”

“No,” Shen Jueshu said helplessly. “It’s going smoothly enough, but the other side still refuses to budge. It might take more time to wear them down.”

She paused, her voice softening as her gaze fell on Ayu’s face. “But… your heat period is coming. You’ll be alone.”

“You got through yours alone—I can too,” Ayu replied reassuringly.
When Shen Jueshu had gone into heat a few days earlier, Ayu had wanted to fly over to be with her. But Jueshu had firmly refused, telling her not to go through all that trouble.

Ayu had been heartbroken but knew there was no convincing her. So instead, she focused on handling things well on her end, making sure Shen Jueshu wouldn’t have anything else to worry about while overseas.

That night, Ayu told Shen Jueshu everything that had happened—how she handled the situation with Fu Xin, and even how proud she was of her own decisions. “I went to such lengths. If a rumor still comes out after all that, then something’s really wrong!”

Shen Jueshu looked at her with amusement. The way she spoke—chin raised, clearly proud of herself—reminded her of a golden retriever wagging its tail after pulling off a clever trick.

“Mm. After all that, if a scandal still breaks out, that would be unreasonable,” Shen Jueshu replied with a soft laugh.

The two of them chatted a little longer before Shen Jueshu told Ayu to go take a warm shower and relax. Then she ended the call.

Maybe it was Ayu’s attitude during the previous scandal, or maybe people had simply gotten cautious—but now, many avoided discussing rumors about her altogether. Still, there were always a few who weren’t afraid of stirring trouble. Ayu had thought she’d done everything necessary to prevent further gossip—but then she saw a video circulating online claiming she had participated in some kind of “group activity.”

Ayu: “…”
These shameless media outlets really needed to be dealt with.

She was furious. The video had been selectively edited—cutting out everything before and after—to make it look like she had taken a drunken Omega home with a group of people and never left the place all night.

Digging deeper, she found traces of Jiang Bosheng’s involvement again.

Disgusting. This man really had no bottom line. He was relentless in making trouble for others.

Ayu immediately had her team pull up the full surveillance footage—completely unedited—and then publicly tagged the gossip account that posted the clip.

“Wait for it,” she wrote bluntly.

Her direct and fearless response made it clear to the public that she had nothing to hide. People online started watching the situation closely, eager to see what she meant by “wait for it.”

But before she could even release the footage, the marketing account had already deleted the post and deactivated the page at lightning speed.

Seeing this, Ayu wasn’t particularly bothered. The internet never forgets. Just because they deleted the page didn’t mean she couldn’t trace it back.

She ordered a full investigation into the company behind the account—and within no time, had the entire operation shut down.

That part was easy. The real headache was still Jiang Bosheng. She couldn’t do what he did—like faking a car accident just to kill someone. That was a line she couldn’t cross, no matter how angry she was.

And that was the most frustrating part: she couldn’t do it.
If she could, she might not care about moral lines anymore.

Suddenly, a thought came to her.

If she couldn’t bring him down with something serious… maybe she could disgust him a little with something petty.

She started instructing people to spread rumors about Jiang Bosheng—real or not. If there weren’t any scandals, they’d just make some up. The more outrageous and humiliating, the better.
Fight fire with fire? Fine—she could play that game too!

“No matter how much it costs, I want this to blow up. I want everyone talking about it!”

But that still wasn’t enough.

Sui Yu also hired people to constantly harass Jiang Bosheng outside his residence, keeping him on edge every single day—let him experience just a fraction of the pressure she and Shen Jueshu had endured.

Of course, Sui Yu knew this was all just petty revenge.

But Shen Jueshu had already submitted solid evidence of tax evasion from Jiang Bosheng’s company. The authorities were likely moving forward with the case now. If Sui Yu acted too aggressively, she might end up disrupting Jueshu’s plan.

Even overseas, Shen Jueshu had gotten word of what was happening back home. But seeing how Sui Yu was handling things, she didn’t press further. All she said was:

“Wait for me to come back.”

As for Fu Xin—the other person entangled in this media storm—her agency had quickly issued a statement when the news broke. It didn’t do much damage to her career, but it still left a bitter aftertaste, like stepping in something disgusting.

By the next afternoon, maybe because the alcohol had finally worn off, Fu Xin messaged Sui Yu to thank her for taking care of her the night before. She also invited her to dinner—wanting to make good on both the thank-you meal and the previous promise.

But given the current situation, Sui Yu didn’t dare accept.
How many times had she, someone not even part of the entertainment industry, ended up trending just because of Fu Xin?
She wasn’t a celebrity, but her visibility online had started rivaling actual stars. It was… a bit ridiculous.

There were probably people cursing her out in corners of the internet she couldn’t even see.

Sui Yu: No need. Let’s keep some distance for now, just to avoid unnecessary gossip.

Every time she met Fu Xin, a scandal followed. If that kept happening, even the fake stories would start to feel real to the public.

Fu Xin saw the reply and frowned slightly, as if there was something she didn’t quite understand.

Fu Xin: I’m the one dragging you into this. I’m sorry.

Sui Yu: You don’t need to apologize. It’s not your fault. The blame lies with the ones who spread lies and stir up trouble.

Reading those three words—“I’m sorry”—left Sui Yu feeling unsettled.

In the end, she didn’t accept Fu Xin’s invitation and drove straight home after work. She wasn’t the type who liked to linger outside anyway—not even for an extra minute.

But as her car neared the foot of the mountain, she spotted a black G-Wagon parked by the roadside. One glance at the license plate made her slam on the brakes.

Fu Xin’s car? What is it doing here?

She couldn’t help remembering it. That huge black G-Wagon had left a strong impression.
How could someone as gentle as Fu Xin be the kind of person who liked driving such a beast of a vehicle?

Sui Yu lowered her window. Almost at the same time, the G-Wagon’s window rolled down too. Their eyes met across the distance.

Sui Yu looked confused. “Miss Fu, what are you doing here?”

Fu Xin turned to face her, and her eyes were red-rimmed. It looked like she’d been holding something in for a long time—and could no longer keep it inside.

“…Sui Yu, don’t you remember me?”

The moment she called her Sui Yu—without honorifics—Sui Yu’s brows knitted tightly.
What was she talking about?
What does she mean by ‘don’t you remember me’?
Did Fu Xin know the original “Sui Yu”…?

“Miss Fu, what are you saying? It’s getting late—you shouldn’t stay out here. It won’t be good if you get photographed.”

“…Sui Yu…”
Fu Xin seemed even more heartbroken after hearing that. Tears welled up and began falling silently—no sobbing, no wailing, just quiet tears full of sorrow.

“You…”
Seeing her like that, Sui Yu was at a loss for words. She had no idea what was happening.
Fu Xin’s behavior was far too strange.

“You told me before… that I reminded you of someone,” Fu Xin said, her voice trembling. “Well—I remember now. I remember everything.”

The tears streamed faster. Her gaze was glassy, aching with grief, fixed on Sui Yu.

Sui Yu’s entire body went cold.

Her hands trembled slightly. Her mind went blank, save for the one sentence echoing in her head.

What did she mean by “I remember everything”?

And when Fu Xin said she looked like someone…
Did she mean like—her?

The dizzying blankness that had surged through her faded slowly, and as Sui Yu’s vision cleared, she realized Fu Xin had already gotten out of her car. She now stood right beside Sui Yu’s window, eyes brimming with tears, her voice trembling as she choked out:

“You forgot me… you really don’t remember me?”

“I’m Xiaowen!”

Sui Yu was struck speechless all over again. She stared at Fu Xin in a daze. She heard every word loud and clear—but why couldn’t her brain make sense of any of it?

Fu Xin is Xiaowen.

Xiaowen… is Fu Xin.

But why?
Why had Xiaowen come to this world—why had she become Fu Xin?

Sui Yu’s throat felt dry and tight. “Do you even know what you’re saying?”

“I do!” Fu Xin suddenly grew agitated. She gripped the edge of the window tightly, her eyes reddened with emotion. “We supported each other for so many years. How could I ever forget that?”

Tears rolled down in heavy streams as her voice cracked and her body folded slightly, her posture caving in under the weight of it all.

Sui Yu swallowed hard, her voice hollow and shaky, like it was coming from somewhere outside her own body.
“…Then how did you get here? How long have you been in this world?”

Fu Xin’s hands slipped from the window frame, her grip gone. Her body slowly lowered to the ground as she crouched down, head buried in her arms.

“I—I came here not long after everything happened,” she said through muffled sobs. “But at first, my mind was hazy. I just… vaguely knew I had forgotten something—something important. But no matter how hard I tried, I couldn’t remember. It was only recently that the memories started coming back.”

Now that she was crouched down, Sui Yu could no longer see her, but she could still hear every choked word through the tears. Her own mind had gone completely blank.

There was joy—real, overwhelming joy—at discovering that her friend had survived.
But at the same time, there was a surge of panic from the sudden, staggering revelation.

Why? Why had both she and Xiaowen ended up in this world?
Was this world really just some “simple book world”?

Hearing Fu Xin’s sobs, Sui Yu’s thoughts were a mess. Her voice turned hoarse as she said, “Get back in your car. We’ll talk about this at home.”

Fu Xin didn’t respond right away. It took her a while to stop crying and finally get back into her car. Quietly, she followed Sui Yu’s car as they made their way up the winding mountain road.

When they arrived at the house, the housekeeper froze for a moment when she saw Sui Yu bringing home an unfamiliar Omega. Then she took a closer look—and recognition struck her.

Wasn’t this the actress who’d recently been all over the gossip headlines with Miss Sui?

Her expression turned serious immediately.

She pulled Sui Yu into the kitchen, lowered her voice, and whispered sternly,
“Miss, please don’t let your judgment be clouded by feelings. Don’t do something you’ll regret—something that would betray Madam. I know Madam has been away on her business trip for a while, but surely you can hold out a little longer, can’t you?”

When the housekeeper said that, her tone was filled with frustration and disappointment, as if Sui Yu were the kind of person who would ignore the beautiful, kind-hearted wife waiting at home just to sneak around with some nobody from the outside—like she couldn’t help but roll around in the dirt.

“Auntie, what are you even saying?”
Sui Yu instantly realized the misunderstanding. With a helpless sigh, she explained, “She’s just a friend. There’s absolutely nothing going on between us. And seriously, if I were really trying to cheat, why would I bring someone home to do it? Do you think I’d just assume you’d help me keep it a secret?”

Not to mention, the whole house was under surveillance—installed by Shen Jueshu herself. You’d have to be a complete idiot to sneak around under your wife’s live broadcast system.

Hearing that, the housekeeper visibly relaxed. But just before she left, she still grumbled,
“Just don’t do anything foolish. Madam is amazing—beautiful, kind, and she spoils you. If you ever betray her, you really ought to get your brain checked.”

Sui Yu: “…”

She knew the housekeeper meant well, but why did those words feel so… off?

And how did she know Jueshu spoiled her?
Was it really that obvious?

Sui Yu’s cheeks flushed slightly.
Even though she was an Alpha, the thought of being the one doted on by an Omega made her feel strangely embarrassed.

Taking a moment to compose herself, she stepped out to meet Fu Xin. Maybe it was the housekeeper’s scolding that had snapped her emotions back into place—now she felt calmer.

Sitting across from Fu Xin, Sui Yu was silent for a moment before saying, “You haven’t eaten, right? Let’s eat first. We’ll talk after.”

Though she had no appetite, Sui Yu still forced herself to pick up her chopsticks. Her stomach had already begun to protest with sharp hunger pangs—she couldn’t afford to neglect it.

Fu Xin quietly followed suit, taking up her chopsticks. But after just a few bites, she set them down and softly said, “I’m full.”

Her words made Sui Yu lose the little appetite she had left.

Still, she forced herself to swallow a few more spoonfuls of rice before looking up at Fu Xin.
“How can you be so sure that I’m the person you remember?”

Fu Xin met her gaze without hesitation.
“Because you are. You once told me I reminded you of someone very important to you.”

There was joy and conviction in Fu Xin’s eyes—bright and unshakable. Sui Yu held her gaze for a few seconds, then finally said quietly, “I never thought… we’d meet again like this.”

She leaned back in her seat, as if her body had gone limp, her thoughts drifting somewhere far away.

Fu Xin, seeing her like that, moved to sit beside her and gently took her hand. Tears welled in her eyes again, her voice breaking.

“I didn’t expect it either… to see you again, in another world.”

Sui Yu looked down at their joined hands. Her first instinct was to pull away—but in the next moment, she didn’t move. She let Fu Xin hold her hand, didn’t resist.

“After all these years… how have you been?” Sui Yu asked quietly.

Fu Xin gripped her hand even tighter, as if afraid Sui Yu would slip away again.

“My life was… aimless. I always thought I was just Fu Xin,” she whispered. “It wasn’t until recently that the memories came back. And then I realized—I wasn’t just Fu Xin. I’m Xiaowen, from the other world. It’s just… my mind had merged with hers. My memories were hidden inside her all this time.”

Her grip hurt—Sui Yu could feel the pressure in her knuckles—but she didn’t say anything.
In contrast, when she herself had arrived in this world, she hadn’t merged with the original Sui Yu’s memories at all. That meant she had to piece everything together herself, one step at a time.

“Do you know what kind of world this really is?” Sui Yu asked.

Fu Xin blinked, caught off guard. “Isn’t this just… a parallel world?”

Sui Yu shook her head, then gave a small, knowing smile.

“No… this is a world inside a book.”

She paused, her voice soft but steady.

“Do you know what’s happening to this world now?”

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