After Becoming a Scummy Alpha, I Was Spoiled by a Sweet Omega - Chapter 47

Ning Xuan: “…”

Help!

Was Shang Li always this unrestrained?

“Hahaha, we just had dinner, so we went for a walk to digest.”

She laughed awkwardly, then quickly changed the subject:
“Sorry for troubling you, Master Shang.”

“You certainly did trouble me.”

“Eh?”

So blunt?

Ning Xuan was still stunned when Shang Li followed up with—
“So, to avoid causing me more trouble, could you two just stay in bed properly from now on?”

Ning Xuan: “…”

What kind of death sentence was that?

Terrifying! Absolutely terrifying!

Ning Xuan hurriedly shifted the topic:
“I know the way from here. Thank you, Master Shang.”

Shang Li smiled warmly:

“It’s not far. I’ll walk you to the gate.”

Ning Xuan waved her hand with a smile:
“No need, no need.”

Shang Li looked at Yu Yazhi:
“Really no need?”

Yu Yazhi nodded:
“You should head back.”

Shang Li: “…”

So quick to discard me after using me, like a donkey cast aside once the millstone’s done.

“Fine then. I’ll leave. I won’t disturb your lovely evening.”

She waved briskly and left.

The two continued walking side by side.

After turning a corner, they reached the residential area.

From a distance, they heard someone crying.

As they drew closer, they saw it was Zhu Shanshan’s assistant, Liu Zi. But upon noticing them, she quickly went upstairs.

Ning Xuan remarked:
“Probably Zhu Shanshan gave her a hard time.”

Yu Yazhi wasn’t interested in other people’s affairs and made no comment.

The two went upstairs and returned to their room.

The air was scented with calming incense, its fragrance subtle yet lingering.

Yu Yazhi sniffed lightly; she rather liked the scent.

Ning Xuan, unaware of her thoughts, asked:
“You don’t like this smell?”

Yu Yazhi shook her head:
“It’s fine.”

Ning Xuan explained:
“I’m not used to new places, so I light incense. Coming alone to a strange environment, I don’t feel very secure. At night, I really can’t sleep well.”

Yu Yazhi nodded, then changed the subject:
“Do you want to shower first, or should I?”

Ning Xuan gestured politely:
“You go ahead.”

Yu Yazhi picked up the nightdress Ning Xuan had prepared and went into the bathroom.

Soon, the sound of running water filled the room.

Ning Xuan lay on the bed, about to scroll through videos on her phone, when she suddenly remembered the mosquito bites on Yu Yazhi’s arm. She got up to look for mosquito repellent.

After searching for a while without success, she called Shang Li:
“Do you have any mosquito repellent? Yu Yazhi got bitten.”

“No.”

“How could you not?”

“I just don’t. Kiss her more, saliva disinfects.”

Ning Xuan: “…”

Ning Xuan was truly terrified of Shang Li’s mouth.

To escape further torment, she quickly hung up:
“Thanks. I got it.”

Just then, Yu Yazhi came out and saw her on the phone.

“What did you get? Who are you calling so late?”

Ning Xuan didn’t answer. Instead, she walked over, took her arm, and examined the red spots.

“Does it still hurt?”

Yu Yazhi paused, then nodded:
“I’d forgotten until you mentioned it. Now it feels itchy and painful.”

She was lying, feeling guilty, but to make it convincing, she scratched at the bites.

“Don’t scratch.”

Ning Xuan stopped her hand:
“There are bacteria under your nails. The more you scratch, the worse it gets.”

Yu Yazhi feigned discomfort:
“Then what should I do?”

“I’ll find mosquito repellent.”

Yu Yazhi: “…”

She grabbed Ning Xuan’s hand:
“No need. I’ll endure it.”

Yet she deliberately scratched again.

Ning Xuan had no choice but to press down on her head:
“Do it yourself, kiss it. Saliva disinfects.”

Yu Yazhi: “…”

So, after all that acting, this was the result?

Her enthusiasm vanished.

“I’ll just endure it.”

She pushed Ning Xuan away and went to get the hair dryer.

Ning Xuan followed, reminding her:
“Don’t scratch. The more you scratch, the worse it gets. If the skin breaks, it’ll be trouble.”

Yu Yazhi ignored her, turned on the dryer, and began drying her hair.

Seeing this, Ning Xuan picked up her clothes and went to the bathroom to wash up.

The sound of running water mingled with the hum of the dryer, drowning out the knocking at the door.

Shang Li had to raise her voice:
“Open the door!”

Yu Yazhi heard, turned off the dryer, and opened the door. She frowned:
“Why are you here?”

Shang Li hadn’t wanted to come, if not for Ning Xuan asking about mosquito repellent.

“Ning Xuan asked for it.”

She tossed it over casually, glanced at Yu Yazhi’s arm, and muttered:
“I told you saliva disinfects. You’re being fussy.”

Bang!

Yu Yazhi caught the repellent, shut the door, and abandoned drying her hair. She sprayed a couple of times, then flopped onto the bed, sulking: So, Ning Xuan wouldn’t even disinfect her with a kiss.

Ning Xuan soon finished her shower.

She dried her hair, then noticed Yu Yazhi’s was still damp. Pulling her up gently, she said:
“Come, let me dry your hair. If it stays wet, you’ll get a headache.”

Yu Yazhi didn’t refuse. She sat up and let Ning Xuan blow her hair.

But, it tickled!

She squirmed constantly.

Ning Xuan sighed helplessly:
“Stop moving.”

Yu Yazhi sighed too:
“It’s so itchy.”

“I haven’t done anything.”

“You did. That’s why it’s itchy.”

Ning Xuan: “…”

Why did this conversation sound so wrong?

Blushing, Ning Xuan finished drying her hair, set down the dryer, and obediently lay on the bed.

Yu Yazhi turned off the light, lay down on the outside, and the world fell into darkness.

Silence.

Ning Xuan shifted slightly, not wanting her pounding heartbeat to be heard.

Yu Yazhi sensed her movement and “kindly” reminded her:
“Careful, you’ll fall off.”

Ning Xuan: “…”

She stopped moving.

Closing her eyes, she began counting sheep:
“One sheep, two sheep—”

Yu Yazhi pretended to roll over, edging closer.

Ning Xuan: “…”

She felt the sudden warmth of her breath.

Her mind went blank.

Wait, what number was she on?

Oh no, completely lost track.

Her fragrance filled Ning Xuan’s nose, mingling with the faint scent of mosquito repellent.

So, she seized on a topic:
“Did you find the mosquito repellent?”

Yu Yazhi replied, “Shang Li brought it.”

“Master Shang is all tough words but soft-hearted.”

“Mm.”

“You’re the same—hard on the outside, soft inside.”

“How so?”

“Birds of a feather flock together. You and Master Shang are alike.”

Ning Xuan, desperate to keep the conversation going, asked:
“Can you tell me your story with Master Shang?”

Yu Yazhi frowned at her choice of words.

“I don’t have a story with her.”

Before meeting her, Yu Yazhi had never thought she’d have a “story” with anyone.

Ning Xuan paused, half-understanding.

“I don’t mean romantically, just how you two met.”

Yu Yazhi was silent for a long while before speaking:
“Shang Li used to be Yu Jiayan’s bodyguard. One time, Yu Jiayan was bullied outside and accused me of sending people to beat him up. He even asked the bodyguards to testify. All of them said I was behind it, except Shang Li. And then she was fired.”

Ning Xuan listened with great interest and guessed:
“And afterward, you thought she had good character, so you invested in her?”

“You’re so naïve.”

A bucket of cold water poured over her.

Ning Xuan blinked in confusion.

“That wasn’t the reason?”

Yu Yazhi tapped her forehead with a finger.

“Of course not. A bodyguard’s duty is to protect the employer’s interests—not just physical safety, but all forms of security. She should have been blind and mute. There’s no need to flaunt righteousness. Her actions looked more like betrayal for self-preservation.”

Ning Xuan pouted.

“I think Master Shang did the right thing.”

“So, you think I was wrong?”

Yu Yazhi’s tone turned icy.

Ning Xuan quickly said:
“You both had your own positions. I won’t judge. But, what happened after? How did you reconnect?”

Yu Yazhi saw her curiosity and deliberately teased:
“Secret.”

Ning Xuan: “…”

Ahhh!

Nothing was more infuriating than stopping halfway through a story.

Her heart itched. She pushed Yu Yazhi’s shoulder, urging:
“Tell me! Or you won’t sleep tonight.”

Yu Yazhi smirked.

“And how exactly do you plan to keep me awake tonight?”

Ning Xuan: “…”

She regretted it instantly. This sly cat!

Annoyed, she turned her back and muttered:
“Fine, don’t tell me. I’m going to sleep.”

“Mm. Sleep well. Sweet dreams.”

Yu Yazhi already knew, her curiosity was too strong. If she could sleep now, it would be a miracle.

Sure enough, Ning Xuan couldn’t sleep. Hearing half a story left her restless.

“Yu Yazhi, you’re too cruel tonight. You can’t just hook someone’s heart like this.”

She shoved her shoulder, face flushed with urgency.

“I really can’t sleep!”

Yu Yazhi found her unbearably adorable.

Unable to resist, she leaned in and kissed her forehead.

“If you don’t sleep, you really won’t sleep at all.”

Ning Xuan: “…”

Ahhh!

She actually kissed her!

“You, you.”

Her eyes widened, lips parted slightly.

Yu Yazhi brushed her fingertips over Ning Xuan’s lips, gazing into her eyes, and whispered:
“Ning Xuan, you’re just as bad tonight. You’ve been tempting me all along.”

Terrified, Ning Xuan squeezed her eyes shut and clamped her mouth closed.

“No, no.”

Who was tempting whom? Clearly Yu Yazhi was the one tempting her!

“I’m sleeping.”

But though she said so, her body was tense, her breathing quick, and her long lashes trembled uncontrollably, obviously wide awake.

Too cute.

Yu Yazhi closed her eyes, and under the covers her hand slowly reached out until it found Ning Xuan’s. Their fingers intertwined. She smiled indulgently.

“Since you’re this adorable, whatever you say goes.”

Ning Xuan: “…”

It’s over. Completely over.

She was hooked.

Her palms grew sweaty, her body hot.

Maybe the air conditioner was set too high?

She kicked at the blanket, trying to free her legs.

Oh god, save me, this night is unbearable.

Ning Xuan didn’t fall asleep until three in the morning.

The next day, she dragged herself to morning exercises, utterly drained.

Seeing her listless and worn out, Shang Li encouraged:
“This is exactly when you need Tai Chi. Once you master it, you can torment her all you want.”

Ning Xuan wilted even more.

“Master Shang, you’ve misunderstood.”

Nothing happened last night.

But it was harder than if something had.

Sob, sob, sob.

“What did I misunderstand?”

Shang Li suddenly looked shocked.

“Don’t tell me she came all this way just to lie under the covers and chat?”

Ning Xuan: “…”

That was exactly what happened.

Half a story, then silence. Infuriating.

“Hehehe.”

“Stop giggling.”

Shang Li grew serious.

“You need to hold onto her. President Yu is extremely wealthy.”

Ning Xuan: “…”

Was this really about money?

She followed Shang Li through stretches, then shifted the topic:
“So how did you end up working with President Yu?”

Hmph. If Yu Yazhi wouldn’t tell her, she could dig it out of Shang Li.

Shang Li didn’t hide anything.

“I used to be Yu Jiayan’s bodyguard. Later I met President Yu and helped her with a small matter. She asked me what my wish was, and I said I wanted to open a martial arts hall. So, she made it happen.”

It matched Yu Yazhi’s version, mostly.

“What small matter?”

“Her younger brother got into trouble and was beaten up. He insisted to Chairman Yu that it was all President Yu’s scheme. She couldn’t defend herself. I pitied her, so I told the truth.”

“And then you were fired?”

“Mm.”

“And then Yu Yazhi opened the martial arts hall for you.”

“More or less.”

In reality, Yu Jiayan sabotaged her career, making it impossible for her to stay in the bodyguard industry. Somehow Yu Yazhi found out and helped her establish the martial arts hall.

Ning Xuan didn’t know these twists. She only thought Yu Yazhi had deliberately teased her—something simple, made to sound complicated.

Hmph. Bad woman!

The bad woman was still sleeping in.

It wasn’t just Ning Xuan who had a sleepless night. Yu Yazhi had been awake until two.

When Ning Xuan got up for morning exercises, Yu Yazhi stirred too, but drifted back into sleep.

She was awakened later by the sound of a cat purring.

Opening her eyes, she saw a large cat—half a meter long, covered in thick pale-golden fur, with round amber eyes glaring at her, baring its teeth in a fierce yet adorable way.

“Ah!”

Startled, she rolled over, nearly falling off the bed.

When had a cat appeared here?

“Achoo.”

She was allergic to cat fur and sneezed twice immediately.

“Ning Xuan! Ning Xuan!”