After Becoming a Scummy Alpha, I Refuse to Get Divorced - Chapter 15

After Zhu Qingran picked up her little wife, her phone kept buzzing.

Since the start, it had vibrated at least ten times.

But every time she answered, all that came through was deafening noise—no human voice at all.

If it wasn’t for the caller ID showing “Momo,” Zhu Qingran might have smashed the phone in frustration.

Does a CEO care about a phone?

She does!

Ever since Zhu Qingran let the idea that her little wife managed the finances take root, she had grown rather protective of her small slice of private property.

A phone was one thing—she could make do for another year. Skipping a manicure saved money, too.

Looking at her long fingers with nails painted in a simple, healthy shade, Zhu Qingran felt a little proud.

Before, when she tried to relieve stress, she had ruined her nails badly—some even broke, leaving her in pain for days.

Thinking of the CEO’s tastes—diamond-studded nails, gold-encrusted teeth—gave her chills.

She glanced at her phone with disgust, only for her little wife to snatch it from her.

“If you’re driving, don’t look at your phone or I can drive instead.”

Du Shiyu spoke as a warning, glancing at the caller ID.

“It’s Miss He Yimo. I’ll take the call for you.”

“Don’t—”

Whenever the phone was in Zhu Qingran’s hand, no real voice ever came through.

But in her little wife’s hands, she could hear the voice of her little cousin, giggling over the line.

“You’re all too polite. My skin’s nothing special. I don’t even take care of it—I don’t even wash my face at home.”

He Yimo’s clipped voice blasted through the speaker, almost causing Zhu Qingran to lose control of the steering wheel.

“Yes, she doesn’t wash her face at home—I can vouch for that. Her face is greasy every day. Hardly the look of a refined actress. Sorry, she’s embarrassing the whole celebrity lineup.”

Zhu Qingran delivered that remark with perfect timing—a fatal blow to her little cousin.

On the other end, her little cousin was clearly shopping in some mall, politely exchanging words with others.

“Zhu Qingran, if you stay silent, no one will think you’re mute.”

He Yimo almost ground her teeth in frustration.

She lowered her voice to retort at Zhu Qingran before telling those around her to pay in cash.

“Sis, I bought the gift you liked last time. Can you come pick me up? Over here—”

The little cousin hadn’t finished before the call was interrupted by shouting.

“He Yimo, do you really think being popular in the entertainment industry gives you the right to be disrespectful? Come on, let’s go home for a meal. What’s with the attitude? That old man must have lost his mind letting me pick you up!

Look at you, this shabby Omega!”

A foul-mouthed male voice came through the receiver, prompting Zhu Qingran to slam the accelerator.

Even though it was her first time hearing the voice of her little cousin’s older brother, Zhu Qingran knew exactly who it was.

This was that spoiled rich Beta of the He family.

“He’s just a Beta, yet he acts so high and mighty. Transfer this to the company logistics department and have them send the latest sports car to pick Momo up.”

Zhu Qingran had just been worried about the cost of a new phone, but the thought evaporated instantly.

After issuing the command, she noticed the person next to her hadn’t moved, so she sneaked a glance.

She nearly forgot—next to her was her little wife.

Luckily, she hadn’t called out “dear Secretary Liang,” or she would have sounded like a flirt in front of her little wife.

Secretary Liang could be called by name—“dear” was off-limits.

“Wife, the phone—”

“I sent a message in the group. They said they’ll be there in ten minutes. Let Momo wait just ten more minutes,” Du Shiyu replied calmly.

So, calm it made Zhu Qingran uneasy.

“Shiyu, He Yimo and I—”

“She’s your little cousin. I’m her cousin-in-law. Taking care of the younger generation is what we should do,” her little wife said, with such clear sense of propriety that Zhu Qingran felt ashamed.

How could she have not cherished such a wonderful wife?

“Wife, you’re the best.”

Zhu Qingran pressed the accelerator, heading quickly toward the gift shop.

Her car was a new model from earlier this year, licensed by the Interstellar Executive.

Driving it was enough to command attention, but she still wanted her little cousin to ride in the newest car.

Her little wife was someone who could share a lifetime with her, through honor and disgrace alike.

But if her young cousin wasn’t properly protected, it seemed there was really no one else who could keep her safe.

Zhu Qingran, a lone worker who had long lived without siblings or close friends, felt as if she had reached a new level of purpose.

Here, she was the one guarding someone.

“Ah Ran, you’re wonderful too.”

The little wife suddenly praised Zhu Qingran.

Her tone remained calm and gentle, yet carried undeniable confidence.

This was genuine praise, not sarcasm.

“Huh?”

“You’re a good cousin.” Du Shiyu reached out and gently pushed Zhu Qingran’s face back toward the path, keeping her attention on the road.

Even though the traffic light had just turned red, she didn’t let Zhu Qingran glance her way.

Her palm was soft and warm, pressing against Zhu Qingran’s cheek with complete tenderness.

“Shiyu, I hope that someday soon, you’ll be able to say from your heart—‘Zhu Qingran, you are a good partner.’”

The light changed, and Zhu Qingran resumed driving.

But this time, there was no reply from her little wife.

They passed two intersections before stopping in front of the city’s largest antique shop. At the same time, the company logistics team’s car arrived.

Many passersby and customers couldn’t help but admire the vehicle, openly expressing their awe.

Even that so-called male Beta was there, looking on with his rich businessman’s illegitimate girlfriend.

Only He Yimo, sitting in the VIP lounge, raised her teacup calmly, completely unfazed.

“Our superstar Miss He Yimo has arrived. Let’s set off,” Zhu Qingran announced.

She stepped out to personally greet her, drawing countless eyes along the way.

Even in her almost bare-faced look, she was no different from the giant billboard posters of herself—perhaps even more lively and radiant.

As she spoke, the crowd gasped.

“Oh my god, it’s Zhu Qingran!”

Male Beta’s young girlfriend sighed in awe, almost rushing forward for an autograph.

Male Beta followed her gaze, hoping to assert some authority in front of everyone.

After all, she was his cousin. They didn’t interact much, but he wanted to bask in a little reflected glory.

“Ah Ran, cousin, I can take Yimo. Why trouble yourself with this trip?”

Unfortunately for him, Zhu Qingran didn’t even glance at him.

“Do you have any idea who Yimo is? She’s our star of the interstellar scene—and my cousin, Zhu Qingran’s little sister. You really think it’s okay to let her sit in some filthy, disgusting car? Isn’t that asking for trouble?”

Zhu Qingran personally held out her hand to He Yimo, helping her up.

The two cousins looked inseparable, completely unaffected by previous scandalous rumors.

Male Beta’s face darkened, determined to save face in front of his girlfriend.

“Zhu Qingran, even at home you come after me! You’re so reckless—don’t you fear hurting Grandma’s feelings?”

“Yes, I do make Grandma sad. Still no Alpha heir yet, so today I’m going home to apologize. And someone who lacks certain abilities shouldn’t be creating chaos back home!” Zhu Qingran said with an exasperated smile, then glanced at the fangirling young girlfriend. “Hey, beautiful, did he tell you this car is only for his girlfriend and some romantic activities? Watch out—you might discover hair, tissues, and lipstick from a dozen exes! Beware of germs!”

Holding He Yimo’s hand, Zhu Qingran led her to the luxury car.

He Yimo froze for a moment, checking her account balance.

She had no money!

She had no money!

She had no money!

Not long after, the little wife stepped out of the car as well.

She hugged He Yimo affectionately and opened the car door.

“Get in. Your cousin’s treating.”

Upon hearing that, He Yimo quickly stashed her things and got into the luxury car.

Meanwhile, Zhu Qingran, having played out the full scene, got in and immediately sent a voice message to Liang Jing.

“Charge today’s luxury car ride to He Yimo’s watch endorsement fee. Make sure it’s transferred on time!”

In high spirits, the CEO set off.

Meanwhile, the fangirl girlfriend had already started causing a scene with Male Beta, making the place unusually lively.

If Zhu Qingran wasn’t in a rush to meet the matriarch, she could’ve set up a little stall on the spot and earned some extra cash selling peanuts, sunflower seeds, and bottled water.

Little Zhu—a hardworking soul always on the cutting edge of making money.

Du Shiyu, sitting in the passenger seat, glanced over at Zhu Qingran after the luxury car drove away.

If she remembered correctly, that car had been the reward Zhu Qingran gave herself for successfully launching a new product not long ago.

So, this is what they mean by—the true little sister: a money-making whiz who will always dig into your wallet.

By the time the car pulled into the suburban villa, Du Shiyu was already waiting nearby.

The little cousin waved a gift in her hand. She only handed it over once Zhu Qingran walked up.

“Sis, I heard you went to see that old Chinese doctor? Must’ve cost a fortune, right? Does your little savings still have any balance left? Consider this me helping you out, you poor thing. I bought this for you—Grandma loved it!

Remember, when you act like it was hard to get, make your performance natural!”

While Du Shiyu adjusted her clothes, the little cousin leaned over and whispered this to Zhu Qingran.

Zhu Qingran was about to feel touched when the words “old Chinese doctor” flashed in her mind.

“Who told you I went to see an old Chinese doctor?”

“You did! Everyone in the cabinet knows,” the little cousin raised an eyebrow with a smirk and linked Zhu Qingran’s hand with Du Shiyu’s.

“From what I know, today’s meeting is all about pushing for babies and marriages. I’ll bravely face the marriage-pushing storm—if you two can’t handle it, better start preparing for a baby!”

The little cousin patted their shoulders trustingly and marched ahead, full of energy.

For a moment, it was all too much information, and Zhu Qingran felt overwhelmed.

She tilted her head, pondering, “Everyone in the cabinet knows?”

“The cabinet? You mean that group chat on the phone? They all know about pushing for babies?” Her little wife was utterly confused.

Could it be that Zhu Qingran had already spread the “push for babies” matter to her work group, hoping everyone would intervene to stop a divorce?

But wasn’t the divorce supposed to be Zhu Qingran’s decision?

“Zhu Qingran, are you sure you don’t want a divorce anymore?” Her little wife finally spoke, pulling Zhu Qingran’s attention back.

“Divorce? Who’s divorcing? Me? I never heard about it. How could we divorce when my wife and I love each other so much!” Zhu Qingran tried to laugh it off.

But seeing Du Shiyu staring at her so seriously, she swallowed the flippancy.

“Shiyu, I would never divorce, unless I—”

The little wife pressed a hand to her lips, and Zhu Qingran obediently stopped mid-sentence.

Their voices were low, but their gestures intimate.

Grandma Zhu, guided by He Yimo to peek through the window, couldn’t stop laughing.

“This little Zhu girl, just a few days apart and she’s already grown so capable!”

Author’s note:

One day, after Little Zhu finally understood what the “cabinet” really meant, she dived into the group chat overnight and turned it upside down.

Zhu Qingran: Wait, am I the queen of the cabinet?

Zhu Qingran: Liang Jing is my confidante? No, no, she’s just a secretary.

Zhu Qingran: The other departments seem normal but who’s this full-time actor?

When Zhu Qingran clicked on the other person’s background picture, she finally got it.

Zhu Qingran: So, the little cousin has been making money off me in the group chat this whole time? Why didn’t anyone tell me?

Slap!

After kicking the little cousin out of the group, Zhu Qingran felt a rush of clarity.

When the little cousin applied to rejoin, Zhu Qingran privately sent a single picture in reply.

He Yimo: Join the group for 5,000, take on a job for 10,000, 30% commission? Speechless, Zhu Qingran, if you dare have kids, don’t think you can make money off me!

Zhu Qingran sent another picture.

He Yimo: Hold a kid, 10,000. Kiss a kid, 30,000. Take a photo with a kid, 50,000? Hahaha.