After the Scumbag Alpha Heard her Inner Thoughts - Chapter 43

When Chu Muqing came out of the study, she saw Su Wanqing busily moving around the dining table — unpacking food containers and setting out dishes and utensils.

Her casually tied hair had a loose strand falling alongside her ear. After setting down the last container, she tucked it back behind her ear with a smooth motion.

In that instant, something soft and warm stirred deep in Chu Muqing’s heart — something she hadn’t felt in a long time — the feeling of “life” itself.

Noticing Chu Muqing approaching from the corner of her eye, Su Wanqing leaned on the dining table and said,
“Hey, I was just about to call you. Finished working?”

Chu Muqing nodded, walking over. “You should’ve waited for me to do it.”

“It’s nothing. Just a small thing,” Su Wanqing replied casually. “I’m not that fragile.”

“I’m planning to go back to work the day after tomorrow,” she added.

“Mmm.” Chu Muqing picked up her chopsticks. “How’s Lanqing doing? Do you need me to help with anything?”

Su Wanqing shook her head while eating. “I can handle it myself.”

Chu Muqing looked at her quietly and said, “Even before you went abroad, I had Cheng Zhuo keep an eye on things — never interfering too much, letting you manage it yourself.
You can do it, I know.
But don’t push yourself too hard.”

“I’m here now.”

“…Got it.”

Su Wanqing still wasn’t used to Chu Muqing occasionally dropping these straightforward, heart-piercing lines. She ducked her head, practically burying her face in her bowl.

Still… having someone to rely on felt really nice.

After dinner, Chu Muqing automatically got up to clean everything — clearing the dishes, throwing away the trash.
Su Wanqing felt like she was slowly being spoiled into a little “useless thing” under Chu Muqing’s care.

After tidying up, Chu Muqing brought over the medicine box, reminding Su Wanqing to take her medication, since her pheromones were still unstable.

Su Wanqing tossed the white pill into her mouth and gulped down some water.
The medicine had a mild sleep aid effect, and before long, her head began to feel heavy and foggy.

“I’m gonna go lie down for a bit…”
Su Wanqing forced her eyes open to a tiny slit, but even so, Chu Muqing’s face already looked blurry — like it had been covered with a soft, dreamy filter.

She thought absentmindedly,
Even just her silhouette looks so good.

“Go ahead and sleep,” Chu Muqing said gently, cupping her face and dropping a soft kiss on her forehead. “I’ll be in the study replying to a few emails.”

Su Wanqing trudged slowly toward the bedroom.
Inside, everything was neat and tidy — Chu Muqing had clearly spent time organizing earlier. The bedsheets were freshly changed.

Back when she used to stay here alone, Su Wanqing had genuinely thought she’d never share this room with Chu Muqing.
She had picked the bedding entirely according to her own childish preferences — one set was pink with teddy bears, the other set a pale yellow with Donald Duck patterns.

Now, seeing the big yellow Donald Duck lying in the middle of the bed, Su Wanqing pressed a hand to her forehead in slight embarrassment.

She didn’t dare imagine what Chu Muqing had been thinking while making the bed — did she secretly think she was childish?

Too tired to overthink, she yanked the covers over herself and quickly fell into a deep, peaceful sleep.

Meanwhile, Chu Muqing opened her laptop in the study.

She handled a few matters for her domestic companies while also following up with Amy overseas.

The domestic side was manageable.
What really worried her was Amy — after all, distance created opportunity, and Chu Muqing was wary that Amy might start scheming to take over the overseas business she’d worked so hard to build.

The person Chu Muqing left in charge abroad was loyal but somewhat lacking in skill.

As she reviewed the latest reports, she was surprised to find that Amy had behaved herself — no shady moves, no power plays.

Feeling slightly reassured, Chu Muqing flipped open another report from Hengyang Group.
But she had barely read the first paragraph when her blood pressure spiked.

The report detailed how a project they had collaborated on was now facing problems — entirely because of Gu Heng’s delays.

And not only had Gu Heng failed to fix anything, he was now planning to embezzle company funds and run.

Chu Muqing had long predicted that Gu Heng wouldn’t be content to work honestly.
But of course, she had her countermeasures ready.

Her fingers flew across the keyboard, sending out sharp, efficient instructions.

Once everything was handled, Chu Muqing glanced down at her wristwatch.
It was already past 5 PM.

Judging by the medication’s effects and Su Wanqing’s usual sleep pattern, it was about time for her to wake up.

Shutting her laptop, Chu Muqing left the study.

Su Wanqing’s bedroom was nearby on the first floor — no need to climb any stairs.

First, Chu Muqing went to her own room, grabbed her sleepwear, and changed into it.

Then she gently pushed open the door to Su Wanqing’s room.

The bed had a small, round lump under the covers.
When Chu Muqing walked closer, she saw Su Wanqing lying there — one hand resting on the pillow, the other clinging to a palm-sized stuffed toy.
And behind her, there were still many other similar plush toys scattered across the bed.

Chu Muqing gently tugged, prying the toy out from Su Wanqing’s grasp.
She lifted a corner of the blanket and slipped herself inside.

Since she didn’t have any summer pajamas here, she was still wearing her thick, fuzzy loungewear.
Reaching up, she turned the air conditioner to a lower temperature.

The cool breeze from the AC drifted over, and Su Wanqing shivered slightly.
Half-asleep, she instinctively reached out, searching for the familiar, soft warmth she’d been hugging.

Her hand touched Chu Muqing’s waist — but in her drowsy mind, she didn’t find anything odd.
She just thought,
How come this plushie feels so big today?

Without thinking more about it, she cuddled closer, wrapping her arms around Chu Muqing’s waist and drifting back to sleep.

The room was dark, with no lights on.
Chu Muqing lay there, quietly staring at the faint outline beside her.
She reached out and ruffled Su Wanqing’s hair gently before closing her own eyes.

With a warm, breathing “plushie” beside her, Su Wanqing greedily stole another half hour of sleep.

When she finally opened her eyes, groggy and dazed, she realized —
the stuffed toy was gone!

Instead, Chu Muqing was lying right there beside her, fast asleep.

It was rare to catch Chu Muqing sleeping.
Compared to when they were in M country, the feelings now were completely different.
Chu Muqing’s complexion looked healthy and rosy; her long eyelashes fluttered slightly; the tips of her eyes tilted upward naturally, carrying an elegant charm even in sleep.

Her lips were pressed together, the sharp curves of her M-shaped lips distinct and beautiful.

Su Wanqing quietly rolled over, reaching for her phone on the nightstand, wanting to check the time.
But just as she moved, Chu Muqing, who was an incredibly light sleeper, reacted.

Still half-asleep, Chu Muqing instinctively wrapped an arm around her waist, patting her back gently.

While patting, she murmured something under her breath, too soft to catch.

Su Wanqing froze, her hand still suspended midair.

Was… was Chu Muqing trying to lull her back to sleep?

There wasn’t anything urgent to do today anyway.
Feeling both amused and a little spoiled, Su Wanqing snuggled deeper into Chu Muqing’s arms and drifted off again.

Neither of them noticed how the afternoon slipped away.

By the time they woke up again, it was already 7:30 PM.

Still groggy, Su Wanqing lay on the bed and grumbled,
“You? Sleeping at this hour?”

She had thought Chu Muqing would have meetings and work to handle all afternoon, only sleeping much later.

“Maybe it’s the summer heat,” Chu Muqing said lazily, “It makes people sleepy.”

Of course, she wasn’t about to admit that she’d intentionally skipped a few conference calls just to cuddle with her wife.

“Should we get up?” Su Wanqing asked, her voice soft.

“No,” Chu Muqing answered almost immediately.

As she spoke, she looked directly at Su Wanqing.

That look — Su Wanqing recognized it.
Every time before Chu Muqing kissed her, she would have this exact same expression — like a patient hunter eyeing its captured prey.

Su Wanqing instantly became alert.

Without a second thought, she flipped over and crawled toward the other side of the bed.

Chu Muqing couldn’t help but laugh.
She leaned against the headboard, propping herself up with a pillow, casually watching Su Wanqing scramble away like a startled kitten, rushing into the bathroom.

Was she really that scary?

After freshening up one after another, Chu Muqing asked,
“Are you hungry?”

Su Wanqing shook her head.
They had eaten late at lunch, and she’d also snacked a little too much — right now, she really had no appetite.

“What do you want to do?” Chu Muqing asked.

After all, they couldn’t just sit here staring at each other all night.

Su Wanqing knew Chu Muqing was probably much busier than she let on.
At any moment, she might need to get back to work, leaving no time to entertain her.

Honestly, Su Wanqing had never been in a relationship before.
She had no idea what couples were supposed to do together.

Thinking of Ji Yu — who might be inexperienced but was full of “theoretical knowledge” — Su Wanqing grabbed her phone and sent her a quick message:

[SOS: Chu Muqing is sitting right next to me. What should we do?]

Su Wanqing quickly fired off the message to Ji Yu.

Ji Yu first responded with a gossip-eating emoji, then — bold as ever — sent an even more outrageous reply.
The second Su Wanqing read those words, she honestly wanted to shut down the entire company and fire Ji Yu on the spot.

Absolutely not!

Su Wanqing took two deep breaths to calm herself, forcing herself to look at the screen again.

[She’s right next to you, and you’re asking me what to do?
Do her, of course!]

[Rubbing hands eagerly!]

[Kisses! Hugs! Pick her up and spin her around!]

[Pounce on her and push her down!]

[Boss, are you seriously this useless? Oh, right — you’re an Omega!]

Looking at that ridiculous string of emojis and texts, Su Wanqing couldn’t help but laugh.

She knew Ji Yu didn’t mean anything inappropriate — she just spoke without thinking sometimes, saying whatever came to her mind.

Suppressing her amusement, Su Wanqing sent back an angry emoji:
[You’ve clearly never cared about your boss’s well-being!
The doctor said my glands are unstable.
You want me to pounce on someone?]

Both Chu Muqing and Su Wanqing were currently “patients” — neither had fully recovered.
Chu Muqing’s glands hadn’t completely healed either.
If they forcefully tried using pheromone soothing, Su Wanqing’s unstable second differentiation could easily spiral out of control.

There was no way.
Even if they wanted to, they couldn’t.

Back then, when Su Wanqing had been kidnapped, several Alphas had violated the Omega Protection Law by releasing pheromones against her.
In some ways, it had affected her reputation.
Chu Muqing had completely erased all the related news to protect her.

Ji Yu didn’t know the full details of why Su Wanqing had been hospitalized.
She only knew it had to do with second differentiation — and in most cases, that would stabilize after a week.

That’s why Ji Yu dared to joke around so casually.

After a beat, Ji Yu replied again:

[You guys could watch a horror movie.]

[Or play games — that one called Overcooked is great for couples!]

Honestly, Ji Yu couldn’t think of many options other than staying home and being “naughty.”
Maybe her mind was just too dirty!

Feeling a little guilty, Ji Yu even pulled out an app of an electronic wooden fish and started furiously tapping it — dong dong dong — as if trying to cleanse her sins.

Su Wanqing stared at the screen, thinking it over.

She wasn’t really into gaming.
They didn’t even have a game console at home.
And horror movies? Absolutely not — she was terrified of those!

Maybe… watching some dramas instead?

Lately, there had been some really good fantasy series featuring two female leads.

Su Wanqing turned to Chu Muqing and asked,
“Chu Muqing, want to watch TV?”

Originally, Chu Muqing had always felt that watching TV was just a complete waste of time — nothing more.

But whenever Su Wanqing made a request, she’d always look at her with those soft, glistening apricot eyes, full of light and expectation.

How could Chu Muqing ever refuse?

Besides… wasn’t time meant to be wasted on people you loved?

“What’s good to watch?” Chu Muqing asked.

“This one’s pretty good,” Su Wanqing said, showing her the screen.
“It’s based on a novel called Senior Sister Failed Again at Practicing Ruthless Dao. It’s a new short drama — each episode’s only about ten minutes.
The plot moves fast and isn’t draggy at all.”

“Alright,” Chu Muqing agreed immediately.

Su Wanqing’s bedroom had a huge soft carpet.
Behind the carpet, there was a cozy beanbag chair — the kind she usually collapsed into whenever she was stuck on a drawing draft.

Tonight, it came in handy.

The two of them leaned comfortably against it as Su Wanqing turned on the TV and pressed play.
Since she usually used her tablet for both drawing and streaming shows, the screen was a bit small — but sitting so close together, it felt just right.

The drama they picked was a fantasy series, full of flashy special effects flying across the screen.

Chu Muqing frowned slightly.
So fake.

In the story, right before ascending to immortality, the senior disciple was clung to by her younger junior sister.
The younger girl was delicate and pitiful — and before long, the two fell into a whirlwind romance, ultimately failing their cultivation.

On her second try, the senior changed targets — this time falling for her own master.

And again, she failed.

Chu Muqing: “…”

She hated watching people fail.
If it had been her, the story would’ve ended perfectly in the first episode.

Su Wanqing reached over and gently pressed down on her hand, whispering,
“It’s just a fantasy story. Don’t take it so seriously.”

Right as she finished speaking, the senior disciple crossed the line — and kissed her master.

Chu Muqing scowled.

“She forgot her mission already? What about her vow to practice the path of emotionless cultivation?”

Su Wanqing’s lips twitched.
She had completely forgotten that Chu Muqing was the ultimate “career brain.”

Su Wanqing leaned closer and teased,
“Just imagine that the little junior sister is me. And the master is also me.”

Chu Muqing paused, visualizing it for a moment:
A cute junior sister dressed in flowing ancient robes; a master radiating sacred, untouchable aura — and both of them being Su Wanqing.

“…That’s acceptable,” Chu Muqing finally said with perfect seriousness.

Su Wanqing nearly burst out laughing but barely managed to hold it in.

After that little “mental adjustment,” Chu Muqing stopped nitpicking about the senior disciple’s romance troubles.
They spent about an hour finishing the entire short drama.

For Chu Muqing, it was pure torture.
For Su Wanqing, the viewing experience was… average at best.

Just as they finished, Chu Muqing’s phone buzzed twice.
She swiped open the screen to check.

Xu Chengke had sent a message:
[Boss, just as you predicted — Gu Heng is preparing to transfer assets.]

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