After Becoming a Scummy Alpha, I Was Spoiled by a Sweet Omega - Chapter 21

Zhao Luoluo dashed off, not daring to linger even a second longer.

Yu Yazhi turned her head, only to find that Zhao was already gone—vanished without a trace.

Meng Xi hadn’t been drinking and had gone to get the car.

Yu Yazhi waited at the spot, not paying the slightest attention to the pair standing off to her left.

But Ning Xuan’s sudden outburst immediately drew her attention.

Just as Zhao Luoluo had said—it really was a remarkable coincidence.

Yu Yazhi retracted her gaze and looked at Ning Xuan.

At that moment, Ning Xuan had already been jolted awake by fright.

But could she afford to be awake?

No—she could only continue pretending to be drunk, letting her head loll as she leaned against Yu Yazhi like a human-sized lamppost.

And it was a very comfy “lamppost”—soft, warm, and fragrant.

Yu Yazhi stared coldly at the woman leaning unsteadily on her, eyes narrowing. Her arms hung stiffly at her sides, with no intention of supporting Ning Xuan.

“Ning Xuan. I’m going to count to three. You’d better be standing on your own by then.” Yu Yazhi blurted.

Whether Ning Xuan heard or not didn’t matter. Yu Yazhi was already pressing down on the last shred of her patience.

“Three, Two, One”

The moment the countdown ended, Yu Yazhi took a step back, expression icy.

Ning Xuan, suddenly deprived of support, stumbled—but she reacted fast. Her arms flew out and grabbed onto Yu Yazhi like a drowning person clinging to a floating log—desperately, tightly.

The sudden impact made Yu Yazhi stagger, but she had good balance and managed to stay on her feet. Otherwise, they’d both be making a scene here.

“Ning Xuan!”

Yu Yazhi’s fury radiated in a chill that seemed to drop the surrounding temperature.

Sensing danger, Ning Xuan doubled down on her drunken act. She wrapped her arms around Yu Yazhi’s slim waist, burying her face in her chest.

“Mmm. Little lamppost. Why are you still moving?”

Yu Yazhi: “……”

She felt Ning Xuan’s warm breath against her skin, making her entire body tense up.

“Ning Xuan, let go of me. Stop being a pervert!”

Yu Yazhi tried to push her off, but no matter what, Ning Xuan was still an Alpha—and a drunk one at that. The strength difference was real, and Yu Yazhi simply couldn’t shake her off.

“All pretty. Your eyes. They’re prettier than the stars.”

Ning Xuan wasn’t drunk at all. She could feel Yu Yazhi’s resistance and instinctively said something sweet to smooth things over.

Yu Yazhi didn’t realize she was faking it—but still, she eased up a little.

Just then, Meng Xi arrived—only to witness this exact scene.

She thought Yu Yazhi was being harassed and rushed forward, her face dark and eyes blazing with fury.

Yu Yazhi was about to speak, but before she could, Meng Xi had already yanked Ning Xuan away from her and raised a fist, ready to strike.

“Stop!”

The punch was just inches from landing on Ning Xuan’s face.

Yu Yazhi quickly called out, “It’s Ning Xuan!”

Even though she’d just been manhandled by Ning Xuan, Meng Xi’s violent expression and raised fist actually startled her more.

Her assistant had always been gentle. She’d never seen this side of her before.

Upon hearing the name, Meng Xi immediately pulled back, hand faltering. She grabbed Yu Yazhi’s wrist instead, though her grip softened noticeably.

They’d heard at dinner that Ning Xuan had arrived—but she hadn’t expected to run into her like this.

Now free, Yu Yazhi stretched her arms a little and quickly straightened her appearance. She said coolly, “Let’s go.”

Meng Xi nodded. Out of Yu Yazhi’s sight, she shot a death glare at Ning Xuan, then helped her walk a few steps—before unceremoniously tossing her into the back seat.

Ning Xuan: “……”

Yep. Confirmed. Meng Xi definitely didn’t like her.

Could she be secretly in love with Yu Yazhi?

In the original story, most of the early plot revolved around business warfare over inheritance rights. Meng Xi, as an assistant and a beta, didn’t catch much of her attention. Later on, a few male and female Alphas were introduced, but the romance was minimal, and she never found out who the “official” love interest was.

Guess she really had the wrong script.

Ning Xuan slumped in the back seat.

The moment Yu Yazhi got in, she pounced again.

“Sweet lamppost, I found you!”

She wrapped herself around that slender waist, continuing her drunk act.

Yu Yazhi looked utterly disgusted. Recalling how tightly Ning Xuan had almost choked her earlier, she quickly used her purse to push her forehead away.

Meng Xi saw the scene through the rearview mirror, her expression grim. Still, her tone was relatively calm.

“President Yu, would you like me to drop Miss Ning off at a hotel to sober up?”

Compared to the distance to Yu’s estate, SY International Hotel was much closer.

Yu Yazhi considered it for a moment—then met Ning Xuan’s wide, innocent, watery eyes. She looked like a clueless child.

Yu Yazhi’s heart softened unexpectedly. She sighed and said, “Let’s just go home.”

Ning Xuan, hearing this, was satisfied and obediently leaned against the purse again.

A faint red mark quickly formed on her pale forehead from the purse, along with a few dents from the decorative studs.

Yu Yazhi noticed—and found it oddly cute and a little funny. She couldn’t help the faint curve of her lips.

Meng Xi focused on driving, but her attention was clearly split. Her eyes kept drifting to the rearview mirror.

Even though she hadn’t had a drop of alcohol, it felt like something inside her was slowly burning, making her restless.

Only the cold night air blowing through the open window could offer a shred of relief.

A trip that should’ve taken an hour only took her half that.

When they arrived at the Yu estate, Aunt Wu and the household staff came rushing out upon hearing the commotion.

The moment the car door opened, everyone froze in shock.

Ning Xuan was wrapped around Yu Yazhi like an octopus.

That’s right. Ning Xuan was an Alpha. As if a purse could keep her at bay?

Obviously not!

Yu Yazhi was drenched in sweat from the clinginess.

She was so hot. Her cheeks were flushed, and sweat glistened on the tip of her nose.

Being seen like this made her feel even more awkward, but she remained composed.

“Aunt Wu, Miss Ning’s drunk. Please have someone prepare some hangover soup.”

Aunt Wu nodded and quickly sent one servant to make the soup while enlisting another to help her support Ning Xuan out of the car.

Unfortunately, both were Betas—one older, one frail. They didn’t have the strength.

“I’ll do it.”

Meng Xi stepped forward, face expressionless and voice flat. She gripped Ning Xuan’s shoulders and pulled her down from the car with force.

Ning Xuan: “……”

Ow! That hurt!

Damn it, she’s doing this on purpose!

Meng Xi handed her off to the maids and reached out toward Yu Yazhi, intending to help her out of the car too.

But her hand found only empty air.

Yu Yazhi had already gotten out on her own, leaning slightly on the door.

Meng Xi’s expression stiffened, her eyes flashing with surprise.

Yu Yazhi didn’t look at her. Her gaze was fixed on Ning Xuan.

“Be careful. Don’t let her fall.”

Meng Xi felt a wave of bitterness in her chest.

She slowly withdrew her hand and clenched it into a fist.

Aunt Wu and the maids finally got Ning Xuan onto the sofa.

Only then did Yu Yazhi turn back to Meng Xi, saying calmly, “Thank you for your help today. You should head home. Drive safe.”

“Yes, President Yu. You’re too kind. It’s all part of my job.” Meng Xi stated.

“Mm. Goodbye.” Yu Yazhi gave a nod, said no more, and walked upstairs.

Her body was sticky with sweat and smelled faintly of alcohol. All she wanted was a shower.

Meng Xi watched her retreating figure, her smile slowly fading.

Yazhi, when will you finally look back at me?

She murmured silently in her heart.

In that quiet, unseen corner, jealousy began to grow.