After Becoming a Scummy Alpha, I Met the Reborn Omega - Chapter 60

“I want to see her…”

It had been three months since Lin Changsheng turned herself in. In court, she openly confessed to the charges against her. During that time, the entire judicial process had nearly concluded—but she had never once agreed to see Mo Zhaoyan, despite Mo Zhaoyan’s repeated pleas.

From the moment Lin Changsheng confessed, the internet exploded in heated debate. The malice once aimed at her never truly faded; it had only been hidden under the glare of her brilliance.

“I can’t believe she actually killed someone…”
“I knew she was shady from the start. Who even remembers what happened back then? Maybe she killed those people too.”
“Poor President Mo, falling for such a monster…”
“Didn’t they used to flaunt their relationship on TV? Maybe they’re both just scum…”

Public opinion is one of the most terrifying weapons. People can judge others without evidence, with no regard for truth.

Lin Changsheng admitted everything and refused any help from Mo Zhaoyan. Even though Mo hired the best lawyers, there was no way to win the case—at most, they could reduce her sentence slightly.

She was sent to serve time on Hell Island—a prison reserved for the most heinous criminals. Normally, her crime and voluntary surrender would not merit such placement, but Lin Changsheng had personally requested it.

That, more than anything, convinced Mo Zhaoyan that Lin Changsheng must have a reason for everything she’d done.

Now, as Lin Changsheng was about to be transferred from detention to prison, Mo Zhaoyan requested to see her one last time.

This time, Lin Changsheng agreed.

It was their first meeting in three months. In the small visitation room, Lin Changsheng sat in a chair, her long, unkempt hair partially covering her eyes, wrists cuffed.

Mo Zhaoyan stared at her—the woman she had longed to see for so long. Lin Changsheng had clearly lost weight, and yet she remained utterly silent, like death itself.

But Mo Zhaoyan smiled as she opened the lunchbox she had brought with trembling hands.

“I made the food you like…” she said gently. “You’ve lost weight. I know the food here must be awful.”

She had personally cooked it, knowing how picky Lin Changsheng was. When she learned Lin Changsheng had agreed to see her, she had rushed to prepare the meal herself.

Lin Changsheng gazed at Mo Zhaoyan through the curtain of her hair. Even with makeup, the dark circles under Mo Zhaoyan’s eyes could not be concealed. She was thinner too—this woman who belonged among the stars…

It made Lin Changsheng’s heart ache.

But there was nothing she could do.

Mo Zhaoyan opened the lunchbox and tried to hand it to her, but when she saw the cuffs on Lin Changsheng’s hands, she carefully scooped a spoonful of rice soaked in soup and held it up to her lips.

Lin Changsheng, however, made no move to eat.

Instead, she spoke quietly:

“Let’s get a divorce.”

Mo Zhaoyan froze.

The soup dripped from the spoon, landing on the paper between them, staining it.

Fighting back the ache in her chest, she slowly withdrew her hand.

“…Is that the reason you agreed to see me today?”

Lin Changsheng hated seeing Mo Zhaoyan in pain. Even the slightest discomfort from her could make Lin Changsheng feel guilty for days. She had rehearsed this conversation a thousand times in her mind, yet now, not a single word came out right.

In the end, she simply looked away and nodded.

Mo Zhaoyan looked down at the now-stained paper—a divorce agreement.

Lin Changsheng thought: With her cold personality, she won’t fight it. She’ll accept it silently.

But this time, Mo Zhaoyan did the unexpected.

She reached out, took the paper—and tore it in half right in front of Lin Changsheng.

For the first time, Lin Changsheng saw Mo Zhaoyan lose control of her emotions.

The always calm and composed President Mo—was breaking.

Of course she couldn’t stay calm. The person she wanted to save, the person she shared her bed with, her Changsheng, had suddenly become a murderer. For three months, Mo Zhaoyan had thought of her day and night, longing just to see her once.

She didn’t believe a single word the outside world said. She only believed in Lin Changsheng.

She had even made up her mind: Even if Lin Changsheng really had killed someone, she would wait for her.

But what she got in return—was a divorce agreement.

“I won’t divorce you,” Mo Zhaoyan said, voice trembling. “I know you must have your reasons. You’re more determined than anyone I’ve ever known. Once you’ve made up your mind, no one can change it. I don’t know what your plan is, but I need you to understand something—I am your wife. In this life, always will be.

No matter where you go—even if the road ahead is full of thorns—I’ll walk it with you. Don’t even think… don’t you dare leave me behind!”

As she spoke the last few words, her voice cracked.

In her past life, she had been the one left behind. If Lin Changsheng was known for her persistence, then Mo Zhaoyan was no less resolute. That feeling of abandonment had been unbearable—so she gave herself a single hope: to chase after the one she loved, no matter the cost.

Lin Changsheng looked into her eyes and saw something she had never seen before—a kind of unshakable resolve, a silent plea, and a fierce devotion.

So this… this is how much I matter to her?

Lin Changsheng hadn’t wanted to drag Mo Zhaoyan into this. She thought cutting ties would protect her. But wasn’t that, in itself, a kind of selfishness? Had she even considered the pain she might cause?

“I’m sorry.”

“Changsheng… what are you hiding from me? Whatever it is, we can face it together.”

Lin Changsheng’s mind drifted back—to the day three months ago, when Lin Wan died.

Lin Wan had indeed tried to kill her. But in that final moment, the knife didn’t fall.

Lin Changsheng had seen the hesitation in her eyes. She seized the chance and spoke calmly:

“The god you worship… isn’t some great being. Have you ever looked into Chen Lin?”

Lin Wan was visibly shaken. Her voice wavered. “Chen Lin? You mean… the Righteous Enforcer?”

“Yes. The so-called ‘righteous enforcer’—created by the god you claim to worship. But is Su Jing truly a god?”

“After Chen Lin died, I went to her home. I found her notes—about Su Jing.

That so-called god you admire… was just a child in desperate need of saving. Like you, Su Jing was abused as a child, bullied endlessly at school. She longed for salvation—and ended up summoning a demon.

That demon took over her body, manipulating hearts and minds. Su Jing was never a god. She was just a coward, pretending to be powerful, hiding behind fear, toying with lives as if they were her playthings. She wasn’t divine—she was broken.

What she needed was warmth, compassion—belated justice.

And Chen Lin, while imprisoned with Su Jing, sensed that the real Su Jing still lingered deep inside. She wanted to save her. Chen Lin valued justice more than anyone.

But that demon… destroyed her too. Took away Su Jing’s final light.

Tell me—can a creature like that truly be called a God?”

“But who among us could truly be like her? Living for justice until the very end. For that foolish man to his very core… I have to find Su Jing, the Su Jing still trapped inside that demon.”
“Do you understand?”

Lin Wan looked as though she had lost her faith. She let go of Lin Changsheng, her expression uncertain. “I can’t do it. I couldn’t back then, and I still can’t now. Do you think I’m weak?”

But Lin Changsheng comforted her, saying, “That just means your conscience is still intact. The demon hasn’t completely taken over you.”

“She was my faith. My only light. The reason I struggled to keep living all these years.”

Tears shimmered in the girl’s eyes. As the light faded, only despair remained.

Lin Changsheng shattered the illusion she had clung to. Even though she now understood that Su Jing was not the divine figure she had imagined, she still couldn’t wake up from the dream. Without her faith, she was as good as dead.

Lin Wan gave a final, resolute smile. She picked up the dagger. She had tried so many times to muster the courage to stab it into someone else’s heart—but always in the end, she let it go.

This time, however, she aimed it at her own heart.

She didn’t hesitate. The dagger pierced her chest. Lin Changsheng rushed forward to stop her, but could only grasp her hand as blood poured out uncontrollably.

“Don’t save me… My light is already gone…”

“Why would you do this…” Lin Changsheng wanted to call the police, but Lin Wan used the last of her strength to clutch his wrist tightly. Her bloodied hand left a red imprint on the pristine white of his shirt.

“Thank you… but it’s too late. If only someone else had saved me all those years ago, not her. I wish I could have met the Officer Chen you always talk about. Will I see her after I die? But someone like me… will I end up in hell?”

“You will. You’ll see her. When you do, ask her for me—did she ever regret helping someone named Lin Changsheng?”

“I will…”

Lin Changsheng couldn’t bring himself to share his plan with Mo Zhaoyan. She didn’t even know what Su Jing might do to her. She just didn’t want Mo Zhaoyan to worry about her.

Mo Zhaoyan seemed to sense what she was hiding. “I’ll wait for you to come back. And if you don’t… I’ll time travel again. Once, twice—as many times as it takes, until you’re by my side forever.”

Ten years, then ten more. No matter what kind of future awaits, if that future doesn’t have you in it, I’ll repeat it all over again.

Lin Changsheng didn’t reply. She simply turned and left, escorted onto the prison transport vehicle by the guards.

In the van, she gazed out the window at the sky. Suddenly, the road ahead didn’t seem quite so hard anymore—because there was a fool out there, protecting her at all costs.

What kind of future could it be… if it doesn’t include you?

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