After the Scumbag Alpha Heard her Inner Thoughts - Chapter 39

Facing Chu Muqing’s face every day—that look as if everyone owed her five million yuan—no, not money; it was more like the world owed her a wife—Cheng Zhuo found himself forgetting even the most critical matters.

Wasn’t this just an accident caused by improper guidance during her first differentiation?

Cheng Zhuo hadn’t thought of it that way before. He had been convinced that Su Wanqing’s gland had suffered some hidden injury that they hadn’t caught.

Since Chu Muqing’s gland had not fully recovered yet, Cheng Zhuo had also dragged her into a checkup while examining Su Wanqing.

Looking at the two medical reports, Cheng Zhuo grew increasingly excited.
“Qing-jie, there’s even better news,” he said.

“She’s differentiated again—now she’s an S-Class Omega. And the compatibility between the two of you has reached 100%.”

Hearing this, even Xu Chengke was shocked.
Reaching 100% compatibility was extremely rare; in all of Beicheng, you wouldn’t find even ten such pairs.

Chu Muqing, however, showed little reaction. To her, this was nothing more than a bunch of numbers. What she cared about was Su Wanqing’s physical condition.
Arms crossed, she asked coldly, “Then why hasn’t she woken up yet?”

“She should wake up today,” Cheng Zhuo said.

“I’ve been hearing that from you for three days now,” Chu Muqing shot him a frosty glance.
“If she doesn’t wake up today, you can kiss this hospital goodbye. I’m sure Old Master Cheng would be delighted to have you back under his thumb.”

Cheng Zhuo immediately cried out in alarm—absolutely not!

Chu Muqing ignored him and turned back toward the hospital room.
She didn’t know whether Su Wanqing would wake up soon, but if she did, Chu Muqing wanted to be the first person she saw.

The room was filled with a faint scent of disinfectant. It was a VIP suite arranged by Chu Muqing; Su Wanqing was the only patient inside.

She lay quietly on the bed, her complexion rosy, looking nothing like someone seriously ill—except her eyes remained firmly closed.

Chu Muqing sighed lightly and carefully sat by the bed. She glanced at Su Wanqing, who showed no signs of waking, and drooped her lashes, sulking in silence.

Cheng Zhuo had promised she would wake up today. So why was there still no movement?

What a useless quack. She really ought to demolish this hospital, rebuild it as an asylum for fools, and lock Cheng Zhuo up in it.

Meanwhile, Cheng Zhuo was in his office scribbling medical notes when he suddenly sneezed twice.
He puzzled over the temperature inside the office and glanced up at the wall clock.

It was only nine o’clock in the morning.

While Chu Muqing was busy cursing Cheng Zhuo in her heart, Xu Chengke returned after a quick shopping trip.
Opening the door, he immediately spotted the two of them.

Chu Muqing raised her hand to signal him to keep quiet. Xu Chengke peeked over at the bed—Su Wanqing was still unconscious—then quietly placed a small bouquet at the bedside.

It was a soft-scented bunch of roses and hydrangeas.

“Boss, do you want something to eat?” Xu Chengke asked in a whisper.

Chu Muqing shook her head.

She had no appetite.

“Also, the Su family is coming later, bringing people from the Sun family too,” Xu Chengke reminded her.
“It’s probably about Miss Sun’s incident. Do you want to avoid them? They still don’t know you’re back in the country.”

Chu Muqing: “…”

How annoying!
After all the trouble they caused, they still had the nerve to show up here?
It was like they didn’t even know which way to kowtow for forgiveness.
She really wanted to slaughter them all.

Chu Muqing ground her teeth in frustration.
Why today of all days?
If Su Wanqing woke up and the first faces, she saw were those wretched people instead of her, who knew if she might pass out again from anger?

Xu Chengke pressed his palms together in a pleading gesture.
“Boss, don’t forget your plan.”

Chu Muqing rolled her eyes, extremely unwilling, but still stood up from the bed.
Just as her hips lifted off the mattress, a hand naturally hanging down by her side was suddenly grabbed.

Chu Muqing froze on the spot, not daring to move even a finger. Slowly, she lowered her head to look.

Su Wanqing was still lying on the bed, looking almost the same as before.

Except for one thing—her eyes were slightly open, staring motionlessly at Chu Muqing.

Chu Muqing’s eyes instantly lit up. She immediately leaned closer to Su Wanqing’s face.
“How do you feel?”

Su Wanqing’s throat was dry. She struggled for a long time before managing to squeeze out a single word:
“Water.”

Chu Muqing hurriedly grabbed the cup of water already prepared on the bedside table and handed it over. The cup had a straw. Su Wanqing bit the straw and sipped gently.

Taking advantage of the moment, Chu Muqing glanced at Xu Chengke and silently mouthed, “Get the doctor.”

Xu Chengke nodded, quietly closed the door, and went to find help.

After drinking enough water, Su Wanqing’s eyes sparkled as she stared at Chu Muqing.
“Why are you back?”

“Finished things over there,” Chu Muqing replied briefly.

“Are you feeling unwell anywhere?” Chu Muqing asked worriedly.

“No,” Su Wanqing answered, her voice slightly hoarse.
“I just feel a bit weak from sleeping too long.”

“I’ll ask Cheng Zhuo later to see if you can be discharged soon,” Chu Muqing said.

“And Miss Sun?” Su Wanqing asked.

Chu Muqing pressed her lips together, saying nothing.

At that moment, Xu Chengke and Cheng Zhuo entered the room. Hearing the question, Cheng Zhuo casually answered without any hesitation,
“What could have happened to her? Surrounded by several Alphas, and then she went into heat. Both sides lost their minds. She wasn’t marked, but honestly, the result was probably worse than being marked.”

“Your wife’s pheromones were just too overpowering,” Cheng Zhuo continued,
“Those Alphas completely lost their senses, acting only on instinct—they nearly tore her apart.”

“The police couldn’t do much. They had to take her to the hospital to treat her injuries… and even had to give her rabies shots.”

“The Sun family is here now,” Cheng Zhuo added with a mocking laugh.
“They’ve come bearing gifts, begging for forgiveness, hoping you’ll spare their daughter.”

Su Wanqing: “…”

“I heard they’re already downstairs,” Cheng Zhuo said.

Su Wanqing: “…”

Xu Chengke leaned in and gently reminded her,
“Madam, we returned to the country secretly. It’s better if you leave for a while. There’s still some unfinished business.”

“Please, just focus on recovering your health for now.”

He knew that if Su Wanqing didn’t help persuade her, Chu Muqing definitely wouldn’t leave. And if she stayed, things would only get messier.

Chu Muqing had not told Su Wanqing about her early return to China—not to surprise her, but because something urgent had come up.

Su Wanqing nodded slightly in understanding.

Cheng Zhuo conducted a full examination. After reviewing the results, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.
“Everything’s fine now. If we monitor her for two more days, she can be discharged.”

From behind him, Chu Muqing asked,
“Can she get out of bed and walk around now?”

“Yes, but it’s better to have someone accompany her,” Cheng Zhuo advised.
“Her body might not be strong enough yet.”

After reminding them of a few more precautions, Cheng Zhuo suddenly remembered something very important.

“Uh… by the way, absolutely no marking allowed during this time!”

“When will it be allowed?” Chu Muqing asked again.

Her question wasn’t about impatience—it was about when Su Wanqing’s body would be fully healed.

After she asked, Xu Chengke froze in place, and Cheng Zhuo opened his mouth a few times before finally stammering,
“Maybe… in about a month?”

The group openly discussed the matter, while Su Wanqing, lying in bed, blushed furiously.

Xu Chengke quickly followed Cheng Zhuo out of the room, leaving the two alone.

Su Wanqing said softly,
“You heard what Dr. Cheng said. I’m fine now. You should go take care of your business. If you stay here, all you’ll see is me lying down.”

Chu Muqing gave a low, reluctant hum in response.

Just then, Xu Chengke knocked on the door again, his voice tight with urgency but not daring to push too hard.
“Boss, it’s time to go.”

Chu Muqing narrowed her eyes but finally stood up and walked out of the hospital room.

The room returned to silence.
Su Wanqing let out a long sigh of relief.
She still hadn’t fully shaken off the lingering effects of her long sleep.
Sometimes, she felt dazed—one moment she thought she was still at the office, the next she remembered she was in the hospital.
Her body sometimes felt light and weightless, like floating in a dream.

Turning her head, Su Wanqing gazed out the window.

Outside, the greenery was lush, birds flitted about, chirping happily.

It was Beicheng’s summer.

Occasional beams of sunlight streamed through the branches, casting dancing shadows across the ground—a peaceful, serene sight.
Lying there, Su Wanqing even felt as if the heaviness in her body had lightened a little.

But the quiet didn’t last long.

Fang Shucui entered, leading a crowd of people.
There were five or six of them, and even in the spacious VIP ward, the room now felt crowded.

Su Wanqing’s face immediately turned cold.
“What are you all doing here?”

At the front was Sun Xiaoxiao’s father, Sun Chengzhong.
He glanced at Su Wanqing, then solemnly and earnestly bowed deeply toward her at the bedside.

“Miss Su,” he said, “I’m here to apologize on behalf of that unfilial daughter of mine. This entire incident was her wrongdoing, and it was my failure in teaching her properly that allowed her to make such a grave mistake.”

Sun Chengzhong was a middle-aged Alpha, his face lined with deep wrinkles, and the whites of his brown eyes were tinged with blood-red veins.

“Mr. Sun, please don’t bow to me,” Su Wanqing said coolly.
“I’m not dead. I’m genuinely afraid you might bow me straight into the afterlife.”

Dressed in a black suit, his deep bow at the bedside really did make it feel like a funeral send-off.

“You little brat, how can you talk like that?” Fang Shucui scolded sharply from the side.
“Mr. Sun came here to apologize. Must you be so difficult?”

“Besides, Mr. Sun said that if you could be magnanimous enough to forgive Miss Sun this time, he would be willing to form an alliance with us. Then your father’s company could be saved.”

“I know you look down on this family,” Fang Shucui continued, “but even if you don’t care for your father, you should at least think about yourself. Now that you no longer have Chu Muqing as your backer, and only a tiny, struggling fashion company to your name, where will you find the money to survive?”

All dressed up in righteousness.

Su Wanqing let out a cold snort.
“Aunt Fang, are you dense? Last year, you got yourself into trouble by meddling, offending Chu Muqing. And this year, here you are again, scrambling to cling to anyone you can—whether they’re human or ghost, you don’t even know.”

“Don’t you understand? The more you do, the more mistakes you make,” Su Wanqing said sharply.
“It’s people who are both stupid and hardworking that cause the most damage.”

Before Fang Shucui could retort, Su Wanqing continued.
After three days of silence, lying there unable to move, she had bottled up a lot—and now that she could at least speak, she had to let it out properly.

“You’re quite generous, huh? Forgiving people on my behalf?” Su Wanqing turned her head slightly.
“Mind you, I’m still lying here in bed.”

“And since when do I have the kind of influence to command the Omega Protection Association?” she sneered.

When they called the police that day, officers arrived together with members of the Omega Protection Association.
They had seen everything with their own eyes.
There was no need for her to say anything—everyone already knew what happened.

The others from the Sun family exchanged awkward glances, unable to come up with a single word in defense.

Sun Chengzhong finally spoke up.
“Miss Su, the Sun family still has some assets left. I am willing to transfer all of it to you, as long as you’re willing to spare my daughter. She’s still young—please don’t let her go to prison.”

“Young?” Su Wanqing sneered.
“And what, am I already old? If I died from this, it’d be called a tragic death in the prime of my life.”

At that moment, Cheng Zhuo strode over briskly.
“Sorry, the patient needs rest. You all need to leave.”

Even after offering up the Sun family’s remaining assets, they could say no more.
They left the hospital room in defeat.

After they were gone, Chu Muqing pushed open the door from the stairwell nearby.
Standing there, she clicked her tongue in irritation.
How could they talk for so long and delay her from seeing her person?

When Chu Muqing entered the room, Su Wanqing was struggling to sit up. Chu Muqing rushed to her side.

“Do you want to walk around, or go to the bathroom?” she asked quickly.

“Walk,” Su Wanqing said.

Chu Muqing carefully helped her down from the bed.
Su Wanqing had lost a lot of weight—Chu Muqing could feel her bones under her fingers. Her brows furrowed, and she said nothing, her heart aching.

“Dr. Cheng already explained everything to me,” Su Wanqing said softly, trying to comfort her.
“I wasn’t feeling great even before that bunch showed up. For half a month, I felt groggy and wanted to sleep all the time. Turns out it was my second differentiation.”

“Mhm,” Chu Muqing responded.

“Then why are you still sulking?” Su Wanqing teased.

“None of your business,” Chu Muqing muttered.

She couldn’t help it.
She felt angry seeing Su Wanqing so thin.
She felt even worse after dealing with those irritating people just now.
The expression on her face simply wouldn’t soften.

Su Wanqing clicked her tongue and leaned gently against her for support as they walked forward.

“I can’t mind your business?” she teased again.

“Only my wife gets to manage me,” Chu Muqing said under her breath.

“Then…” Su Wanqing smiled slyly, “do you want me to be your wife?”

Chu Muqing fell silent, not answering.

“Hey, President Chu,” Su Wanqing chuckled, “do I have to be the one to confess, too?”

Chu Muqing still said nothing.

After helping her walk a full circle around the room, Chu Muqing carefully helped her sit back down on the bed.
She rested her hand gently on Su Wanqing’s knee.

“The old man forced our engagement without asking if you were willing,” Chu Muqing said quietly.
“I was afraid you’d hate me for it.”

“I was also afraid you’d think I only liked you because of our high compatibility… and I could never figure out how to tell you.”

“I don’t really know what ‘liking someone’ is supposed to feel like,” she admitted.
“And I’m terrible at expressing it.”

“But one thing I know for sure—”

“I want to keep you by my side.”

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