After Becoming a Scummy Alpha, I Met the Reborn Omega - Chapter 47

After the group gathering came to an end, the six of them returned to their respective residences — each with their own secrets, their own doubts. Tonight was destined to be a sleepless one, as everyone now had personal time to act.

Lin Changsheng returned to the gates of the General’s Manor, only to notice a familiar carriage stopping right next door.

She saw Mo Zhaoyan being helped down from the carriage and only then noticed the plaque on the neighboring estate — it was the Chancellor’s Residence.

So the two enemy families lived right next to each other — separated by only a wall. No wonder their characters were written as childhood friends.

She must have climbed that wall a lot when she was younger, Lin Changsheng thought. The idea lit up her mind — she had already decided she would sneak over the wall tonight to visit her “wife.”

She glanced over at Mo Zhaoyan, and as fate would have it, Mo Zhaoyan was already looking at her — who knows how long she had been watching.

Lin Changsheng furrowed her brows slightly and silently mouthed the words, “Why are you staring at me?”

She didn’t make a sound, just shaped the words with her lips. Mo Zhaoyan understood perfectly — but didn’t respond. She merely gave a soft chuckle before turning and entering her residence.

Lin Changsheng stood there, expression full of question marks.

Just then, Xing Yun — a rare presence — appeared to speak with her. Even if only within Lin Changsheng’s inner world, it still caught her off guard.

Since their last conversation, Xing Yun had been distant, seemingly hurt and unwilling to communicate. Lin Changsheng hadn’t expected her to reach out again so suddenly.

“Last time, you said Su Jing was influencing me… Maybe… it’s time we talked.”

Xing Yun’s tone was unexpectedly gentle.

Lin Changsheng remained expressionless, already having anticipated this. Without showing any visible change in demeanor, she walked into the Lin residence.

To avoid tipping off the livestream audience, she went straight to a blind spot with no cameras — the dressing and bathing quarters.

She found a chair, sat down, leaned back, and waited for Xing Yun to speak.

Xing Yun appeared before her — the same face, identical to her own — but by now, Lin Changsheng no longer felt anything unusual. At some point, she’d become accustomed to it.

Xing Yun existed like a phantom, unseen by others, yet utterly real in Lin Changsheng’s perception.

“What do you want to talk about?”

Lin Changsheng’s calmness made Xing Yun uneasy. Originally, she was the one meant to instill fear. But now, somehow, the dynamic had reversed.

“If we want to work together, there needs to be trust between us,” Xing Yun said.

Lin Changsheng rested her elbows on her knees, hands clasped together, and looked at her double with steady eyes.

“So, what is it you want to know?”

“Are you… the future Lin Changsheng?”

Xingyun looked at her cautiously, eyes full of uncertainty.

Lin Changsheng slowly lifted her gaze and locked eyes with Xingyun. The look she gave wasn’t something a passive or helpless version of herself should have had — it was calm, sharp, and unreadable.

“Yes,” she replied.

That one word carried so much weight it made Xingyun nervous.

“I kept you trapped in your own body for years… Don’t you resent me?” she asked.

In reality, Xingyun hadn’t possessed Lin Changsheng’s body for very long. Soon after taking control, she had completed her plan — killed over a billion people, became a villain no one could forgive, and finally died by jumping off a building.

“Resent you… maybe, at first,” Lin Changsheng said, her tone surprisingly light. “But you were inside me, constantly absorbing dark emotions — hatred, jealousy, anger. You twisted over time… but that’s not entirely your fault.”

She sounded almost like she was joking, completely free of blame or bitterness.

Xingyun came from beyond this world. She had arrived with the Eternal Bloom and eventually attached herself to Lin Changsheng.

“When did you get your memories back? And how much do you actually remember?”

In the past, Xingyun had hoped Lin Changsheng would recover her traumatic memories. She believed that once Lin’s mind was weakened, she’d be able to take over again.

“I remember a lot. Mostly things from the future — everything that happened after you took my body. Even the moment you jumped.”

Xingyun opened her mouth, but no words came out. The defiance that once defined her was nowhere to be seen. Now, she could only listen quietly.

Lin Changsheng noticed her hesitation.

“Like I said before — I still want to find a way for us to coexist.”

Xingyun had heard those words once before.

Back then, she rejected them. She saw Lin Changsheng as weak, always being used, never fighting back. She didn’t respect her — only wanted to replace her.

But now, those same words sounded different. This Lin Changsheng was no longer naive.

“You should be glad I still don’t remember everything from the past,” Lin added softly. “I never expected Mo Zhaoyan would be the one to reset everything.”

When she mentioned Mo Zhaoyan, her tone softened even more, and the coldness in her eyes faded.

“It’s ridiculous when I think about it. When I came back, I had no memories. I honestly thought I had time-traveled.”

Xingyun instinctively stepped back a few paces. There was something about Lin Changsheng now that frightened her.

Lin Changsheng only smiled.

“Don’t be scared. As long as you behave, we can share this body peacefully. After all, you’re not my enemy — Su Jing is.”

Su Jing was the root of Lin Changsheng’s fear — the reason Xingyun had ever been able to take over in the first place. Both of them had been deeply affected by her.

“Didn’t she disappear?” Xingyun asked.

“She’s in prison,” Lin Changsheng replied. “And since we’re talking about trust and sharing information, isn’t it time you told me how much you actually know about this world?”

Lin Changsheng didn’t trust the system. It was only after being reborn that she even learned it existed — and it had sparked a deep curiosity in her.

Was everything she went through caused by negligence… or was it deliberate? Her instincts as a scientist were pushing her to find out. She needed answers.

“Honestly… I don’t know everything,” Xingyun admitted. “What I do know is that they’ve been trying to erase me. There were others like me who came to this world — my brothers and sisters — but I’m the only one who survived. I managed to bond with you.”

“Now, they’re suppressing me with some strange force. It feels like… in the last timeline, they didn’t notice me. That led to everything falling apart. So, this time, they’re keeping a close watch on us.”

Lin Changsheng hadn’t spoken to the system in a long time — mainly because she no longer trusted it. It seemed the system had noticed her regaining memories as well and had quietly withdrawn from her life. Maybe it never had the power to fully control the protagonist in the first place.

After finishing her conversation with Xingyun, Lin Changsheng finally realized how late it was. She’d been in the bath far longer than expected. Still, she stripped down again and soaked a little longer before reappearing on camera.

The production crew had been starting to worry she’d fainted in the bath. But when Lin Changsheng returned, she had changed into a sleek black outfit — something that looked suspiciously like night gear. She stealthily avoided all visible cameras and jogged quietly to the section of wall that bordered the Mo residence next door.

There stood a peach blossom tree. Its branches had grown long enough to stretch into the neighboring yard — a perfect picture of “a red blossom peeking over the wall.” After carefully confirming there were no visible cameras, Lin Changsheng began climbing.

What she didn’t know was that she had missed something.

Gu Ximeng had long since set up a web of surveillance, including not only stationary cameras but also the latest tech: hovering drone cams capable of vanishing into the night sky. These invisible drones could follow targets even when they slipped through every ground-based feed.

Because of Lin Changsheng’s suspicious actions — sneaking around, avoiding cameras — Gu Ximeng had taken notice. Smelling drama, she quickly dispatched an aerial drone to follow. She never imagined the Academy’s dignified chief scientist would be climbing over a garden wall like a thief.

Meanwhile, livestream viewers — many of whom had stayed up late — were glued to their screens. Suddenly, the long-absent Lin Changsheng appeared on screen again, now caught mid-wall climb. Her efforts looked clumsy and adorable.

“She’s actually climbing a wall? Hope she doesn’t land flat on her butt!”

“Never thought we’d see such a cute side of the Chief.”

“She better not be sneaking over to see Mo Zong…”

“Sneaking? That’s her wife! It’s a legitimate visit, thank you very much.”

Lin Changsheng was, in fact, sneaking over — both according to the story and her real behavior.

After much effort, she finally reached the top of the wall. Looking up, she was met with a bright full moon overhead, bathing her in silver light. In the dim night, she seemed wrapped in a glow.

She sat down on the wall, spotting a branch of peach blossoms blooming vibrantly within arm’s reach. The sight stirred something in her. Thinking to offer it as a gift to a beautiful woman, she reached out.

Just as her fingers touched the branch, a voice rose from below:

“And what’s the young general doing? Stealing flowers in the middle of the night?”

Startled, Lin Changsheng looked down and saw Mo Zhaoyan standing beneath her, also dressed in different clothes. Though her outfit was simple and elegant, the moonlight made her look even more breathtaking.

Something stirred in Lin Changsheng’s chest. Without thinking, she broke off the branch — and then leapt down from the wall, landing in front of Mo Zhaoyan.

She held out the flower to her.

“For you.”

Mo Zhaoyan smiled and lifted her own hand, which had been hidden behind her back. In it was another peach blossom — one she had picked from her own garden.

Earlier, after seeing Lin Changsheng’s silent message at the gate — “I’ll come tonight” — Mo Zhaoyan had broken off the blossom on a whim. She waited a long time, and when Lin didn’t appear, she wandered the garden. Then, under the moonlight, she spotted a shadow on the wall — the little flower thief.

“Looks like you beat me to it,” Mo Zhaoyan laughed again, sending Lin Changsheng’s heart into chaos.

Lin Changsheng took the blossom Mo Zhaoyan offered, her lips curling into a smile.

“Then let’s say… you gave yours to me first.”

Lin Changsheng had always put Mo Zhaoyan first — whatever Mo Zhaoyan wanted, that was what mattered.

For the audience outside the lens, it was the first time seeing them share such a close, intimate moment. All those past rumors of them merely putting up a facade, of being estranged for years, crumbled instantly before this scene.

“And they said they were divorced?”

“This is way too sweet! Secret midnight meetings, exchanging flowers — sorry, CEO Hua, but I’m officially shipping these two!”

Mo Zhaoyan accepted the blossom from Lin Changsheng’s hand, her fingers brushing lightly against hers.

“What made you come over in the middle of the night?” she asked softly.

Lin Changsheng flicked a glance upward at the hovering drones. Hmph, think I can’t spot the glint of your little toys?

“Tomorrow, I will assassinate the Empress.”

The sudden words left everyone in shock.

Was Lin Changsheng still in character? Had this entire tender scene just now been part of the script too?

Mo Zhaoyan quickly understood and played along.

“If that’s your decision, then I will follow you.”

Lin Changsheng, however, shook her head and stepped closer.

“No. I want you to be my enemy — to protect the Empress.”

Mo Zhaoyan froze slightly.

“Why?”

Lin Changsheng’s gaze grew even steadier, her voice low but firm:

“Tomorrow’s battle — I am destined to lose. The Empress has long grown suspicious of the Mo family. After this, if the Lin family is destroyed, and you stand out as the one who protected her, you will be rewarded. The Mo family must survive.”

“I…”

Before she could finish, Lin Changsheng grasped Mo Zhaoyan’s hand tightly.

“A-Yan, you are my light.”

Lin Changsheng’s voice softened, carrying a deep sincerity that pierced through the night air.

“You must remember — no matter the time, no matter the place, my love for you will never change. In any timeline, in any life, it will always be the same.”

Mo Zhaoyan’s heart trembled slightly.

She couldn’t tell whether Lin Changsheng was still acting… or if these were her true feelings bleeding through the performance.

Lin Changsheng continued, her voice trembling slightly with emotion:

“I’m not afraid of being misunderstood — because they can’t see the real me. I’m not afraid of being slandered, of being oppressed — because as long as you’re here, I will stand up again and again.

Be it the future, or the past — none of it matters. I only want you.

Time has no meaning to me anymore.

No one can break me again, because now, I have you.”

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