After Becoming a Scummy Alpha, I Met the Reborn Omega - Chapter 62 (THE END)

“On a business trip…” The girl’s voice was soft, filled with disappointment.

This wasn’t the Su Jing that Lin Changsheng knew. The Su Jing she remembered was arrogant, aloof, always mocking and cold—never this pure and vulnerable.

And the clearer the contrast between the two, the more it broke Lin Changsheng’s heart. This version of Su Jing—the real one—had been tricked, controlled, and silenced for so long. Everyone who ever tried to reach her was either pushed away… or killed by the other.

“How did you even come into contact with Chen Lin?” Lin Changsheng asked.

Logically, a body taken over by Xingyun shouldn’t have had any independent consciousness.

Su Jing glanced toward Xingyun, still in soul form, visibly hesitant and afraid to speak.

Lin Changsheng reached out her hand gently, comforting her. “She can’t control you anymore.”

Su Jing looked at Lin Changsheng’s hand, then slowly relaxed. “There are a few days each month when her control over me weakens. When she falls asleep, I sneak out for a little while. That’s when she—Chen Lin—noticed me.

“But I was too afraid to respond. I didn’t want her to know I existed, so she would just talk to me… by herself.

“She told me how beautiful the outside world is. She said she’d protect me. She told me not to hide anymore.”

Xingyun suddenly interrupted, her tone sharp, almost scolding—like a strict parent rebuking a child.

“What were you thinking? No one can protect you except me. Chen Lin is dead! She was just lying to you!”

Xingyun had reached her breaking point and threw the truth at Su Jing like a weapon. Lin Changsheng shot her a glare.

They had the same face—but their souls were worlds apart. Xingyun’s eyes were cold, bitter, and hard.

Su Jing flinched, her body trembling. Tears welled in her eyes, and she looked like she might break at any second.

“She’s… dead?” Her voice cracked with disbelief.

To her, Chen Lin had been the only one who had truly wanted to help her. And now…

“Yes,” Lin Changsheng said softly. “Chen Lin took her own life.”

A single tear slid down Su Jing’s cheek.

“Why…”

“Because of her.” Lin Changsheng pointed directly at Xingyun, her voice tight with hatred. “The one who should never have existed.”

It was the first time Lin Changsheng had ever felt such intense rage. Xingyun had manipulated, corrupted, and destroyed without remorse.

Su Jing looked at the soul floating nearby—and for the first time, defiance appeared in her eyes.

She had begged for salvation all those years ago. But what Xingyun brought wasn’t salvation. It was massacre.

Xingyun began to feel her strength returning. The effects of the soul-separating drug were wearing off. Soon, she would be able to return to Su Jing’s body.

Lin Changsheng noticed this too—and panicked. She hadn’t expected the drug’s effects to fade so fast.

“It’s useless, Lin Changsheng,” Xingyun sneered. “I will become Su Jing again. You can’t get rid of me.”

Lin Changsheng stood frozen. Her plan had failed. She had hoped awakening Su Jing’s consciousness would be enough to break Xingyun’s control—but the years of domination had left Su Jing’s mind too weak.

But what happened next shocked Lin Changsheng more than anything.

The once timid Su Jing, upon learning of Chen Lin’s death… suddenly stood tall, her gaze firm—more resolute than she had ever been.

“You can’t get rid of her,” she said quietly, “but I can.”

Xingyun was stunned. Was this really the same helpless girl she had always looked down on?

Without warning, Su Jing bolted from the room.

In the hallway, she spotted the fire alarm panel. No one knew where she found the strength, but she smashed it.

A deafening alarm rang throughout the entire prison. Sirens echoed against the walls, sending the prisoners into chaos.

Everyone rushed toward the exits, guards struggling to control the crowd.

But Su Jing ran in the opposite direction.

Lin Changsheng stepped out into the corridor just in time to see the mayhem.

And amid the chaos, she spotted a small, fragile figure in white—running against the flow, disappearing into the distance.

A pale, trembling shadow that looked as though it might collapse at any moment.

The smell of gas had already started to spread. By the time Lin Changsheng realized what was happening, it was too late to stop it.

“What are you doing?” he shouted.

Su Jing had never looked so determined before. She glanced at the panicked and furious Xingyun beside her and finally smiled. Turning to Lin Changsheng, who stood frozen at the door, she made one last move—with all the strength left in her body, she pushed him out.

That push was shockingly powerful, far beyond what a girl her size should have been capable of. Lin Changsheng was thrown back, falling to the ground. As he tumbled, he looked toward Su Jing—at the flames rising behind her, at the smile on her face. He had never seen her smile like that. It was… peaceful. Was this what freedom looked like?

“Only I can make you disappear for good.”
Since I’m the one who brought this demon into the world, it should be me who sends it away.
Sister Chen… I wonder, when I reach the other side, will I see you again? Will you blame me? Will you still reach out your hand?

A violent explosion followed, and the fire consumed Su Jing in an instant. Lin Changsheng watched it all—the roaring flames swallowing her silhouette whole. The nightmare was finally over.

The blast wave flung Lin Changsheng across the room. Then, everything went black.

He awoke floating in a vast galaxy—though it felt less like a starry sky and more like deep space. Suspended there, his consciousness slowly returned.

“You’re finally awake, Host.”

It was the voice of the Sirius System. A voice he hadn’t heard in so long.

“You’re still here?” Lin Changsheng asked. The system had gone silent for so long, he thought it had abandoned this world.

“There were some complications in other worlds. We’ve been spread thin. But first, congratulations on completing the final mission. We’ve detected the dark element fading.”

Lin Changsheng’s heart sank. He remembered—when the host dies, their soul disappears too. That had always been the rule. His death should have ended everything. But because of Mo Zhaoyan, the world kept resetting. His death alone couldn’t bring closure. But Su Jing’s could.

“Will Xingyun disappear too?”

“They were one being to begin with. She should fade away as well.”

Lin Changsheng thought of everything Xingyun had done. It shouldn’t end like this. She shouldn’t just vanish. She was her own person.

“Is there any way to save her?”

The system fell silent. Lin Changsheng thought it was avoiding the question again. But to his surprise, the usually cold, robotic voice finally gave an answer.

“If you give up your talent in exchange for a new body, she can attach herself to it and survive. But you will lose everything—your abilities, your genius. You’ll never be able to work in scientific research again. Even knowing this… are you still willing?”

“To lose my talent…”

Lin Changsheng should have said yes without hesitation. Her so-called “gift” had never brought her happiness—only pain, rejection, and loneliness. She had always been an outcast because of it.

She should have been ready to let it go.

But that talent, as painful as it was, was also the only thing that connected her to Mo Zhaoyan. Without it—without developing the inhibitor—there would never have been a beginning between them.

If she became just an ordinary person, with nothing left… would she still be worthy of Mo Zhaoyan?

“I’m willing.”

The fire on Hell Island sparked a wave of public attention. Miraculously, only one person died and one was injured. Strangely, just before the fire broke out, someone had triggered the emergency alarm. Though it caused chaos, it gave everyone enough time to escape. There were no other casualties.

The injured person was Lin Changsheng. She remained in a coma in the hospital for three months. Mo Zhaoyan stayed by her side the entire time.

Surveillance confirmed that the person who started the fire was the deceased herself. Because of this, the authorities didn’t pursue Lin Changsheng further, though she remained under supervision.

Mo Zhaoyan rarely slept, watching over Lin Changsheng day and night. She only felt at ease when she could see her chest rise and fall with each breath. In truth, Lin Changsheng’s injuries weren’t serious. The flames never touched her—she had only been caught in the blast. She was rescued quickly.

And yet, she wouldn’t wake up. Doctors couldn’t explain it. Her external wounds had mostly healed, and everything else seemed normal. But she remained unconscious. The only explanation they could offer was a possible trauma to the brain.

Every day, Mo Zhaoyan gently cleaned Lin Changsheng’s body. As she did, she spoke softly—telling stories, sharing memories, whispering mundane things as if Lin Changsheng could hear her.

Even without a response, she never stopped talking.

“You’ve been asleep for so long, my little sleepyhead. Why don’t you want to wake up? The doctor said there’s nothing seriously wrong anymore. Are you just too tired? Is that why you’ve been sleeping so long?”

“I found Lin Wan’s neural chip. She recorded her suicide before she died—I’ve already handed it over to the police. Soon, your name will be cleared. And Su Jing… it’s over now. It’s time to come home… Changsheng, please wake up.”

“You’ve slept too long, Changsheng. The company is stable now. Didn’t you always say you wanted to travel? As long as you wake up, I’ll go anywhere with you. I mean it… please… please wake up. Don’t leave me alone again…”

Even someone as confident as Mo Zhaoyan couldn’t escape the fear of losing her. The weight of the past clung to her heart. In love, everyone stands equal—humble, even vulnerable.

Fortunately, her sleeping beauty finally woke up.

When Lin Changsheng opened her eyes, her whole body felt weak. But the first thing she saw was Mo Zhaoyan—the woman she had longed for day and night. There were tears in Mo Zhaoyan’s eyes.

“Why are you crying?” Lin Changsheng asked weakly.

“Because my little sleepyhead has been asleep for far too long.” Mo Zhaoyan’s voice trembled with emotion. The exhaustion she’d carried for days finally broke as she collapsed into Lin Changsheng’s arms, hugging her tightly.

Lin Changsheng whispered by her ear, “I might… never be a genius again.”

Mo Zhaoyan held her even tighter and replied softly, “That’s okay. You can still be Mrs. Mo.”

Lin Changsheng let out a soft laugh and, with effort, reached out to return the embrace. Slowly, warmth returned to her body.

“Then you’ll have to let me spend all your money.”

“Deal.”

One Month Later

After Lin Changsheng was discharged, the police cleared her of all charges and released a public statement correcting earlier reports. This sparked another round of heated online debate. But just as the buzz was reaching its peak, Lin Changsheng announced her retirement from public life. She handed over all her research results—some to Mo Corporation for continued development, and some to Hua Miaomiao.

Naturally, everyone started asking: Where did Lin Changsheng go?

Well, she went to Hawaii with Mo Zhaoyan for their honeymoon. Completely ignoring the media frenzy back home, they were focused on making up for lost time.

Lin Changsheng lay back on a beach chair, sipping chilled watermelon juice in a bikini. She used to avoid wearing anything that exposed her back—those old scars were painful reminders of the past. But now, it was all behind her. A new life had truly begun.

Mo Zhaoyan sat beside her, gently fanning her from time to time. Ever since Lin Changsheng’s long coma, Mo Zhaoyan had become even more protective—rarely letting her out of sight, afraid she might vanish again.

“Wife~ Remember what I told you back in high school? You were like a beam of light in my life. I never thought someone like me could have light.”

“Well, I’ve been hiding something from you too,” Mo Zhaoyan said, looking into Lin Changsheng’s puppy-like eyes. She leaned in and kissed the corner of her lips. “You were my light, too. I used to only know how to be the perfect heir to Mo Corporation. But now… I just want to learn how to be your wife.”

Lin Changsheng grinned mischievously. “That’s easy. Let’s go back to the room tonight and start your lessons.”

At last, she could live as her true self—completely and unapologetically.

Meanwhile, with Mo Zhaoyan and Lin Changsheng stepping away from their responsibilities, the burden of running the Mo Corporation fell on Mo Zhaoran and Tang Ying. Mo Zhaoran had always been a bit of a carefree playboy, not used to hard work—but now he had no choice but to learn. Luckily, Tang Ying was by his side, and things went smoothly.

As for Lin Changsheng’s research team, they were handed over to a newcomer: Lin Xing’er.

Though people were skeptical at first, Lin Xing’er quickly proved herself. Her intelligence, leadership, and instincts reminded everyone of Lin Changsheng. The more time they spent with her, the more familiar she felt. It was like working with the former chief again… yet somehow, different. At work, she was just like Lin Changsheng, but in daily life, they couldn’t be more different.

Tang Ying, on the other hand, helped Hua Miaomiao consolidate power at Huayang Group. With Mo Corporation’s support, Hua Miaomiao removed all opposition and officially took control of the company. Not long after, she began working closely with Mo Corporation.

During one of their private rendezvous, Hua Miaomiao suddenly pulled out a hidden ring and proposed to Tang Ying—catching her completely off guard. For once, the usually unreadable expression on Tang Ying’s face was replaced by rare, genuine shock.

“Xiaoying, what’s with that reaction? How did something this romantic turn into a jump scare?” Hua Miaomiao pouted in mock offense.

Tang Ying was understandably startled. They were literally in bed. Who proposes right after… that?

Seeing Tang Ying at a loss for words—but not rejecting her—Hua Miaomiao hurried to slip the ring on her finger before she could change her mind.

“I love you, Xiaoying. You’re my queen, and I’ll serve you forever.”

In love, they say the first one to confess loses. But who says losing is a bad thing?

Tang Ying looked at the ring on her finger, pulled Hua Miaomiao into a hug, and whispered, “I love you too.” As the room filled with rising pheromones, the night was far from over.

Elsewhere, the Sirius System was in chaos.

This world might be finished, but somewhere across the multiverse, another Lin Changsheng had just awakened.

“Sorry, Miss System,” she said with a smirk, “but since this mess was your fault, shouldn’t I get some kind of compensation? Like a cheat code? A power-up? I’m not picky.”

Sirius System stared at her smug, overbearing face and sighed.

Headache.

This version of the protagonist… was going to be very difficult to deal with.

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