After Becoming a Scummy Alpha, I Was Spoiled by a Sweet Omega - Chapter 79

“It really is a misunderstanding.”

Xin Lie stepped forward to explain, pointing toward Jin Min not far away: “She’s my beloved. My orientation is oga.”

Yu Yazhi: “…”

Her gaze shifted to Jin Min.

Jin Min approached, greeting politely: “President Yu, long time no see.”

Yu Yazhi nodded, then asked: “Miss Jin, and this one?”

She looked at Xin Lie, clearly unimpressed.

Jin Min smiled faintly: “She is indeed one of my pursuers.”

That definition stung Xin Lie’s heart.

But Yu Yazhi’s expression eased.

Ning Xuan, seizing the moment, laughed to change the subject: “Yazhi, what brings you here?”

Yu Yazhi pouted, a touch of pride in her tone: “If I hadn’t come, I wouldn’t have seen how close you are with others.”

Ning Xuan, guilty, whispered: “Special circumstances. I’ll explain later.”

She couldn’t detail Xin Lie and Jin Min’s tangled romance right now.

At that moment, the director called: “Departments ready, filming resumes!”

Ning Xuan hurried off: “I have to shoot. If you’re bored, don’t wait—head back first.”

She ran away.

Yu Yazhi watched her retreating figure, but didn’t leave. She chose a shaded spot and observed the filming until sunset.

When the crew wrapped, Ning Xuan rushed to coax her: “Yazhi, let’s go on a date.”

A sudden surprise.

Yu Yazhi’s smile bloomed as she took her hand, anticipation in her eyes.

Just then, Jin Min approached, inviting Yu Yazhi to dinner.

Yu Yazhi intended to decline, but reconsidered, this was a chance to learn more about Ning Xuan’s life on set. “Alright. Let’s eat together.”

Xin Lie joined too.

The four went to a private restaurant.

But the host became Yu Yazhi.

“Xuan told me you’ve taken good care of her. I’m here to thank you.”

She spoke like a guardian, treating Ning Xuan as her cherished child. Every word brimmed with affection.

Xin Lie, single and bitter, protested: “President Yu, can we just eat without the dog food?”

Yu Yazhi: “…”

She realized Xin Lie’s pursuit was not going well.

The atmosphere grew awkward.

Ning Xuan quickly shifted the mood, smiling: “Xin Lie jie, let me toast you.”

They clinked glasses.

Xin Lie drank whiskey, strong liquor. After a few, her face flushed red, nearly drunk.

Ning Xuan noticed her gloom and stopped her: “Xin Lie jie, don’t drink too much. You’ll get drunk.”

But Xin Lie glanced at Jin Min, who hadn’t spared her a look all evening. Her heart ached, and her words dripped with resentment: “Better drunk. One drink to drown a thousand sorrows.”

Ning Xuan: “…”

She looked to Jin Min for help.

But Jin Min was chatting with Yu Yazhi.

She’d heard of the Yu family’s turmoil, Yu Yazhi renouncing her inheritance, yet her father publicly naming her successor. Curious, she asked if Yazhi would return to take over.

Yu Yazhi replied: “Not for now.”

Her father was still healthy, able to manage for years. When he could no longer, and Yu Jiayan remained useless, she would step in.

Jin Min pressed: “How long is ‘not for now’?”

Yu Yazhi frowned: “Why ask that?”

The question felt intrusive. They weren’t close, and their industries differed. Her curiosity seemed overstepping.

Jin Min didn’t hide her reason: “I’ve bought a significant share of your hotel. If you’re absent long term, I must consider selling.”

She acknowledged Yu Yazhi’s management of SY Hotel. When the recent scandal dropped its stock price, she’d bought more. But if Yazhi left, she’d rethink.

“President Yu, you understand. The best investment is in people.”

She sipped her wine elegantly, smiling: “If you have new ventures, I’d gladly join.”

Yu Yazhi hadn’t expected her to be a shareholder. Hearing her words, she felt recognized. After a pause, she admitted: “I won’t return within two years. Decide accordingly.”

She couldn’t guarantee SY’s glory under Meng Xi’s management. Fortune and misfortune were unpredictable.

Jin Min smiled: “I understand.”

The dinner proved meaningful.

Ning Xuan, half lost, asked: “Jin Min jie, what do you understand?”

Jin Min smiled: “That your Yu is worth investing in.”

Her honesty convinced her to hold her shares. She believed if SY faced hardship, Yu Yazhi wouldn’t abandon it.

Ning Xuan beamed with pride: “Of course. My Yazhi is the best.”

“And you’re the best too.”

Yu Yazhi ruffled her hair, eyes full of affection.

Unwittingly, they showered more dog food.

Xin Lie groaned: “Show off love and you’ll die fast! Tone it down.”

Singlehood was painful.

Yu Yazhi ignored her, retorting: “Miss Xin, jealousy makes one ugly.”

Xin Lie: “…”

She choked, unable to reply, and drowned herself in more whiskey.

After two more glasses, she looked at Jin Min, voice plaintive: “Jin Min, am I not worth investing in?”

She meant marriage.

Jin Min’s eyes were cool: “Xin Lie, you’re drunk.”

But Xin Lie clung to her waist, gaze burning: “I can prove it. I’m worth it too. Jin Min, give me a chance.”

Jin Min stayed silent, lost in thought.

Ning Xuan and Yu Yazhi exchanged a glance, then quietly slipped away.

In this atmosphere, they were nothing but light bulbs.

Late Night Deepens.

The neon lights shimmered in a kaleidoscope of colors.

Hand in hand, Ning Xuan and Yu Yazhi stepped out of the private restaurant.

The night breeze carried a heavy warmth.

Ning Xuan, weary from the day and sensitive to heat, was quickly ushered into a taxi by Yu Yazhi’s thoughtful care. They returned to the hotel.

The room’s air conditioning had already been switched on, filling the space with a refreshing chill.

Ning Xuan, relieved, collapsed onto the bed. She patted the spot beside her invitingly: “Come, Yazhi. Let’s lie down and talk.”

Yu Yazhi obliged, curling at her side, fingers twirling strands of her hair as she asked: “What do you want to talk about?”

“Let’s talk about,” Ning Xuan paused, then found her subject. “Jin Min jie. Do you know her?”

She assumed Yu Yazhi, well connected in elite circles, might know secrets about Jin Min’s background, perhaps her family. Rumors online painted her as a wealthy heiress.

And indeed, she had asked the right person.

Yu Yazhi nodded: “Jin Min and Jin Se are half sisters. You didn’t know?”

Ning Xuan blinked, then realized the obvious, the shared surname. She had overlooked it.

“Oh. And then?”

“What do you mean?”

“Her family, do you know more?”

Yu Yazhi’s eyes narrowed, jealousy flickering: “Why are you so curious about her?”

Ning Xuan quickly explained: “Not like that. Xin Lie jie said Jin Min is against marriage. I wondered if it’s because of her family. I just want to help, maybe they could find happiness together.”

Yu Yazhi considered, then spoke carefully: “I only heard rumors. I can’t guarantee they’re true.”

Ning Xuan’s eyes lit up: “That’s fine. Tell me.”

Yu Yazhi chose her words: “Jin Min is said to be an illegitimate child.”

“What?”

Ning Xuan’s jaw dropped.

Yu Yazhi chuckled at her expression, tapping her nose, but her tone grew serious: “Not the kind you’re imagining. Her mother was the mistress. Jin’s father had been married for years without children. For an heir, he sought Jin Min’s mother. When the affair was exposed, her mother, devastated, jumped to her death. Jin Min was only three.”

Ning Xuan’s heart clenched. “How could that happen?”

Yu Yazhi continued: “Afterward, Jin Min was brought into the Jin household. Since Jin’s wife was childless, she welcomed her at first. Jin Min was showered with affection. But then Jin Se was born. You understand, Jin Se became the true heiress.”

Ning Xuan saw the picture clearly. Without Jin Se, Jin Min would have been the rightful daughter. With her, Jin Min was reduced to a shadow, a child of scandal.

No wonder she had endured hardship. No wonder she became a child star, never mentioning her family. She must have known the Jin household was never her home.

“I understand now.”

She realized why Jin Min rejected marriage. With such a past, who wouldn’t lose faith in family?

“Jin Min jie, she’s pitiful.”

But also strong.

Dealt a broken hand, she played it into triumph. Unlike Jin Se, who inherited wealth, Jin Min built her own empire. She was more worthy of respect.

“I hope Xin Lie jie can heal her.”

Moved, Ning Xuan sent Xin Lie a message: [Learn about Jin Min jie’s family and childhood. Once you understand her past, you’ll reach her heart.]

Yu Yazhi glanced at her, smiling: “Are you here to film, or to play matchmaker?”

Ning Xuan grinned: “Both. Why not?”

“Then good luck. I hope you’ll taste their wedding candy soon.”

With that, Yu Yazhi rose to shower.

Water splashed.

Moments later, her voice called: “Ning Xuan, I forgot my clothes. Bring them.”

Ning Xuan, unsuspecting, gathered her clothes and stepped to the bathroom.

The door opened an arm reached out, pulling her inside.

The beauty pressed close.

The spray drenched Ning Xuan’s clothes, clinging tight to her body, impossible to peel away.

Yu Yazhi sighed, half amused, half regretful: “Careless of me.”