A Loyal Scumbag-A Who Became the Wife of the Goddess - Chapter 9

Chi Lengzhao bit into her apple, leaning back on the sofa as she searched online for Shen Zhixi.

The most recent news still revolved around Shen Zhixi’s wedding to her original body. The ceremony had been lavish and grand, costing a fortune.

In her flowing white wedding dress, Shen Zhixi radiated elegance. The skirt swayed gracefully, her hair cascading like a noble, aloof goddess. Her slender arm rested lightly on her original body’s arm, drawing Chi Lengzhao’s gaze to the alluring curve of her shoulder—a detail that captivated the shoulder-obsessed Chi Lengzhao for several long moments.

She had to admit, Shen Zhixi truly lived up to being the novel’s female lead—she was stunningly beautiful. But it wasn’t just her looks; Shen Zhixi possessed an extraordinary aura: calm, dignified, and refined, with a deep reserve of knowledge and impeccable manners.

The original body had married this near-perfect princess, yet showed no appreciation for her and even dared to humiliate and abuse her.

Chi Lengzhao mentally cursed the original body’s twisted nature once more.

Continuing her online search, she stumbled upon a historical drama Shen Zhixi had acted in—a wildly popular series from four years prior.

So Shen Zhixi had been an actress before?

Indeed, the novel mentioned in passing that Shen Zhixi had completely severed ties with the entertainment industry after marrying Chi Lengzhao.

Chi Lengzhao scrolled through a few publicity photos. Shen Zhixi’s period costume was stunning, exuding an ethereal, otherworldly aura. Her flowing white robes gave her an aloof, regal air, yet despite being an Omega, she portrayed the cold, proud demeanor of an Alpha with remarkable conviction.

However, Chi Lengzhao quickly remembered who Shen Zhixi truly was—the woman who single-handedly built the Meixi Business Empire.

And later, the one who had her original body’s gland removed.

Chi Lengzhao unconsciously touched the back of her neck, suddenly feeling a pang of unease. She silently took a bite of her apple, further solidifying her resolve to cultivate a good relationship with the female lead. Perhaps, under the glow of the protagonist’s halo, she could escape the tragic fate of cannon fodder and cling to survival until the very end.

Butler Zhou noticed Miss was actually enjoying the TV drama featuring the Young Madam, sending another wave of shock through him.

He remembered Miss forbidding anyone from mentioning the show, let alone watching it.

In the past, when Miss was still friends with Miss Shen, a guest casually mentioned the drama, enthusiastically praising it and expressing deep regret that Miss Shen had stopped acting.

Miss’s expression had darkened visibly. After the guest left, she called Miss Shen and had a heated argument. Naturally, the next day, Miss arrived at Miss Shen’s residence bearing a massive bouquet of flowers to apologize.

“Butler Zhou, have you seen this show? It’s so sweet, funny, and entertaining!”

Butler Zhou: “……”

“No, we haven’t seen it,” Butler Zhou replied, secretly glancing at Miss Chi, who was thoroughly engrossed in the show, her smile never fading. He began to suspect he was seeing things. “Is it really that good, Miss?”

“Yes, it’s amazing! So addictive! You all should watch it! Have Fangfang and Xiao Song watch it too! Remember to give it a five-star rating! It’s truly deserving of five stars!”

Butler Zhou’s lips twitched. “Yes, Miss!”

Soon, Fangfang, who was cleaning the windows, received a message from Butler Zhou: [ Watch the TV show featuring the Young Madam and give it a five-star rating. ]

Fangfang quickly replied: [ I’ve already watched it. It’s a good show. ]

Then watch it again.

Fangfang: [ …… ]

Chi Lengzhao spent the day holed up in her hospital room binge-watching the show. It wasn’t until evening, when a young nurse delivered her examination report, that her mind finally emerged from the drama.

The moment she picked up the report, Chi Lengzhao found herself unusually nervous.

She first checked the summary and only breathed a silent sigh of relief when she saw that this body was healthy.

She was genuinely afraid that the original owner of this body had engaged in reckless promiscuity and contracted some unsightly, socially stigmatized disease. She didn’t want to die so young and so embarrassingly, especially after just arriving in this world.

Chi Lengzhao, who had stayed up late watching dramas, was startled awake by a faint itch on the back of her hand.

Doctor Xia’s face remained as sour as ever. “I heard you got a full physical yesterday? What’s this? Has the promiscuous Miss Chi finally learned to be afraid?”

Her tone dripped with undisguised mockery.

“It’s not fear. I’m just preparing for having a child,” Chi Lengzhao said with a faint smile, feigning ignorance. “My Xixi is so beautiful. Of course I want to have a cute little A or O with her as soon as possible. For the sake of eugenics, I need to get checked out first, right?”

The nurse, blushing, excused herself, leaving the two women alone in the room.

The air thickened with hostile tension.

Doctor Xia’s expression turned so cold it seemed frost could form on her face. Her eyes blazed with undisguised contempt. “A child? By slipping her drugs? A low-class scum like you talking about eugenics? Absurd!”

The words were harsh, but Chi Lengzhao knew Doctor Xia was right. Her anger was understandable.

Chi Lengzhao sighed imperceptibly. “That’s between my wife and me. Still, thank you for your advice, Doctor Xia. I won’t be so impatient in the future.”

Xia Lian choked back a retort, her expression darkening. “Good that you understand!”

Then, she abruptly yanked open the door, and with a bang, slammed it shut with force.

Chi Lengzhao: “……”

How violent! she thought. Are doctors in this world this aggressive toward their patients?

Xia Lian’s demeanor toward Chi Lengzhao was brutally blunt, maintaining only the bare minimum of professional courtesy required for a medical examination. It was all business, devoid of any genuine concern.

Yet with Shen Zhixi, her tone softened to gentle whispers and meticulous attentiveness. She not only thoroughly inquired about Shen Zhixi’s condition but also repeatedly emphasized dietary precautions.

“Thank you, Doctor Xia. I feel much better now,” Shen Zhixi said softly, deliberately infusing her voice with a hint of detachment.

“Are you still experiencing any discomfort?”

“No, I’m perfectly fine.” Shen Zhixi pretended not to notice the concern in Xia Lian’s eyes. “Please attend to your other duties, Doctor Xia. I’m doing well here.”

If not for her rebirth, she might have smiled gratefully at Xia Lian, perhaps even chatted with her like a friend.

Having experienced this in her previous life, Shen Zhixi knew that Doctor Xia before her harbored deeper feelings for her, feelings that far surpassed those of a friend.

After the miscarriage, she had insisted on divorcing Chi Lengzhao and insisted on having the marking removed.

At that time, her body was at its weakest, with a high fever almost every day. It was Xia Lian who cared for her meticulously, comforted her, and busied herself attending to her needs.

For this, Shen Zhixi was deeply grateful.

Back then, she had nothing. Meixi was on the verge of bankruptcy, her father was seriously ill, and she was left with a broken body. She didn’t know how to move forward, whether she could even continue. Her heart, tormented by demons, trembled.

Until Xia Lian took her hand, pressed it to her face, and gently stroked it, saying with deep emotion, “Xizi, I love you! Let me take care of you, okay?”

The pale, sickly Shen Zhixi jumped in surprise, staring at Doctor Xia in shock and pulling her hand back in panic.

In her heart, she had always seen Xia Lian only as a good friend.

“Doctor Xia, you’ve misunderstood. I’m not ready to start a new relationship right now.”

Xia Lian didn’t press the matter, clearly seeing how deeply wounded she was.

But Shen Zhixi didn’t love her. She felt no spark of attraction, only the weight of betrayal for having to disappoint this heartfelt affection.

Reborn into this life, facing Xia Lian’s concerned gaze once more, Shen Zhixi could only avoid it, using her cool detachment to make her stance clear. She didn’t want to give Xia Lian even the slightest illusion or hope.

The nurse beside her sighed sympathetically for Doctor Xia.

Doctor Xia Lian, a top graduate from the medical school, was not only beautiful but also kind-hearted, making her the secret crush of many Alpha colleagues in the hospital.

Unfortunately, she had set her heart on Shen Zhixi.

Shen Zhixi was an S-class Omega, the heiress of the Shen family, and a renowned celebrity. Most importantly, she had just gotten married, still basking in the early days of wedded bliss.

Looking at Miss Chi, who was equally well-matched in every aspect, it was clear she and Shen Zhixi formed a perfectly compatible pair.

Poor Doctor Xia, though it was a bit pitiful, it was time to give up and move on.

Sensing Shen Zhixi’s deliberate avoidance, Xia Lian lowered her head awkwardly. “Then, please rest well.”

After lying in bed for two days, Shen Zhixi felt her body stiffening. She called for Huazi.

“What is it, Miss?”

“I’d like to take a walk in the garden below. Huazi, bring me a coat.”

“Right away, Miss.”

Huazi left and quickly returned with a beige coat. Shen Zhixi draped it over her hospital gown, grabbed her phone, and pushed the door open. Huazi followed closely behind. Madam and Butler Zhou had both instructed that, since Miss Shen was still recovering, she should be constantly accompanied to prevent any accidents.

As they approached the elevator, they noted that although their wing of private patient rooms wasn’t usually crowded, an elderly heart attack patient had been admitted late last night.

The surroundings were quiet, the corridor almost deserted, lending the place an air of desolation.

Just then, the elevator doors opened, and a person emerged. They were likely here to visit a patient, but their probing gaze kept drifting toward Shen Zhixi.

As they passed, the person muttered, “Looks like Shen Zhixi.”

Shen Zhixi paused, turning to Huazi. “Go get my sunglasses and mask for me.”

Though she had only acted in one drama—Rong Yin, a historical costume drama from four years prior—the show’s immense popularity meant she was still recognized today. In various settings, people would excitedly shout, “Rong Yin! Rong Yin! Shen Zhixi!”

While waiting for Huazi, the elevator chimed again, opening its doors.

A slender woman stepped out, her hair dyed green at the roots with the rest in a silver-gray hue. She wore a fitted blazer, and a strong perfume lingered in her wake. Gold-rimmed glasses lent her an air of refined fragility.

Her gaze sharpened upon seeing Shen Zhixi, and a sinister smile curled her lips. She approached with feigned familiarity. “Sister-in-law?”

Shen Zhixi froze, instinctively stepping back as the woman leaned closer.

The woman tilted her head. “Sister-in-law, already forgotten me?”

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