After the Scumbag Alpha Heard her Inner Thoughts - Chapter 57

You Came into My World

“Su Su~”
The manager stood at the entrance of the office area, craning her neck while staring at Su Wanqing.

“Boss, don’t call me like that. You’re scaring me,” Su Wanqing replied.

The way her name was drawn out with so many twists and turns — it was obvious nothing good was coming. Su Wanqing looked wary, completely on guard.

“Su Su, you’re the best, Su Su.”
Manager Wu Xue, teetering on eight-centimeter-high heels, swayed gracefully as she emerged from behind the door. Her steps were alluring, her gaze lively — it would have been perfect if not for the overly flattering expression plastered on her face.

“Boss, if you have something to say, just say it. Please don’t act like this, it’s frightening.”

“It’s about the new project Group One just took on. Their drafts have been rejected ten times already. They really can’t manage it. Could you maybe give it a try?”

“Will I get the bonus?”

“Of course it’ll be yours. The leader of Group One has already said that whoever solves it gets the bonus.”

Normally, if a project was this much trouble, the company would have just given up on it.
But this client was offering a fortune.
All four designers in Group One had already taken a shot at it and failed.
Only then, unwillingly, did they hand the project over to Group Two.

Everyone at the company knew there was a designer in Group Two with extraordinary talent — someone who could always grasp exactly what the client wanted, sometimes just by chatting a little, and then create a design that satisfied them perfectly.
This was, in a way, Group Two doing Group One a big favor.

“How much is the bonus?”
Su Wanqing’s curiosity was piqued. How much money could possibly make Group One so reluctant to let go?

Wu Xue raised a few fingers, signaling a number.

“Eighty thousand?”

Wu Xue shook her head. “Eight hundred thousand.”

“Eight hundred thousand? Are they crazy? They’re offering eight hundred thousand for a project like this? Have you looked into their background? Are they legit, or is this some kind of scam?”
Su Wanqing was starting to feel uneasy. “Maybe they keep rejecting the designs because they can’t actually pay?”

Wu Xue raised her hand and flicked her forehead.
“Fine if you think I’m an idiot — but you think all of Group One are idiots too?”

“Alright, let me take a look at the materials.”

Who wouldn’t be tempted by such a huge sum?
Even after splitting, she’d still pocket around eighty thousand.

Su Wanqing prepared herself to see what kind of crazy conditions this ‘big spender’ had set that managed to wipe out an entire group.

Designers tended to be quite self-important — often dismissing others’ work, convinced their own designs were trendier and more unique.
Group One was especially notorious for this, always looking down on Group Two.
This time, Su Wanqing thought, it’s not just about pride — it’s about that eighty grand.

Hearing her agreement, Wu Xue, practically dancing in her high heels, rushed back to her office so quickly her legs were a blur.
Su Wanqing even worried she might trip.

Moments after Wu Xue disappeared, an email popped up on Su Wanqing’s computer.

She opened it and skimmed through — it looked like the client’s original request.
The requirements were actually quite straightforward.
Su Wanqing flipped through it twice, then closed the file.

Another message came from Wu Xue — this time with a contact.

[This is her personal assistant’s number.]

Unlike most designers, Su Wanqing needed to meet the client — the person behind the concept — face-to-face.
Only then could she fully understand their vision and create a design that would satisfy them.

Of course, not all clients liked to meet designers, which was partly why Su Wanqing still wasn’t well-known.

She tapped on the number and made the call.
It was quickly answered by a woman with a lovely voice and a polite tone.

“Hello, this is the designer from Yun Shang. I’d like to discuss the Sanjiang Fishing Village design with your boss. Would your boss happen to have some time?”

“You’re the designer?”

“Yes, I am.”

“I’ll ask the boss and get back to you shortly.”

After hanging up, Su Wanqing stared at her desktop, already piecing some things together.
Sanjiang Fishing Village was a newly built five-star restaurant in Yancheng, specializing in fish dishes and a few other local favorites.

The client’s request was to design a set of uniforms for the employees.
The requirements were simple: the clothes shouldn’t be too stiff or formal; they should incorporate elements of fish, and ideally, the design should lean towards a traditional Chinese style — but still be modern wear.

The elements were few, and the task didn’t seem too difficult.

Ten minutes later, the assistant sent over the meeting time and location.
The meeting would be held at Sanjiang Fishing Village itself, scheduled for three days later in the afternoon.

Su Wanqing informed Wu Xue, who, with a grand wave of her hand, immediately granted her three days off to prepare.

Su Wanqing didn’t stand on ceremony either — she grabbed her bag and began her “vacation,” ordering two outfits online at the same time.

The weather in Yancheng was unpredictable — sunny one moment, rainy the next — making it impossible to dress strictly by season.
After checking the three-day forecast, which predicted a drop in temperature and possible rain, Su Wanqing bought two jackets and tossed in an umbrella to round out her order.

She occasionally searched online for information about the founder of Sanjiang Fishing Village.
The name sounded like a woman’s, but there was no real news about her.
Both the person and the restaurant seemed to have sprung into Yancheng out of nowhere.

Soon, the agreed meeting day arrived.

Following her GPS, Su Wanqing found Sanjiang Fishing Village early.

Next to the restaurant stood a hotel, supposedly owned by the same person, though it hadn’t officially opened yet.

Sanjiang Fishing Village’s decor was fresh and clean — a pure white signboard with slightly cutesy, whimsical lettering that looked somewhat out of place with its surroundings.

Su Wanqing glanced around before stepping inside.

At the entrance stood two young greeters, a boy and a girl, both looking similarly fresh-faced and neat.

“Hello,” they greeted.

“Hello,” Su Wanqing replied.

“I’d like to ask — is your boss here? I have an appointment with her.”

“The boss’s office is on the second floor,” the girl said politely.

“Thank you.”

Su Wanqing ascended the stairs, her eyes roaming as she walked.
The interior design was equally minimalistic: the first floor was bright white, and the second floor a soft, creamy white.

Every so often, a fish-shaped lantern hung on the walls.

Reaching the second floor, Su Wanqing could already see a sign hanging at the end of the hallway: “Office.”

She approached the door, found it firmly closed, and knocked gently with a curled finger.

“Come in,” a voice answered.

The voice was commanding, deeper and more captivating than Wu Xue’s.

Su Wanqing pushed the door open softly.
The office was spacious; behind a computer sat a woman, her fingers occasionally tapping the keyboard.

Su Wanqing took a few steps forward and sat down across from her, her gaze falling naturally on the woman.

She was curious: what kind of person could open such a large restaurant and hotel, and offer such a high price for uniform designs?

The woman pushed the computer aside and looked up at her.

Su Wanqing waited for her to speak — but she didn’t.

The woman was stunning, but what drew attention first wasn’t her beauty — it was her aura, something Su Wanqing couldn’t quite describe. Without realizing it, Su Wanqing found herself staring a little longer than was proper.

She felt a strange loss of control, her eyes inevitably drawn to the woman’s own.

They were fox-like eyes — seductive, enchanting.

The feeling was… dangerous.

It was like how Wu Xue’s cat acted when it smelled catnip; that’s how Su Wanqing felt upon seeing Chu Muqing.

Something wasn’t right.

The two stared at each other, studying each other in silence for several long moments.
Finally, the woman spoke.

“I’ve finally found you,” she said.

Su Wanqing: “…”

What did she mean by that?
Su Wanqing thought about it — perhaps Chu Muqing meant she had finally found a designer she was satisfied with?

But they hadn’t even seen her design work yet.

“Hello, Miss Chu. I’m here to discuss the uniform designs for Sanjiang Fishing Village…”
Su Wanqing began politely.

Chu Muqing gave her a glance, her expression unreadable.
“No rush,” she said. “Let’s talk about something else first.”

Su Wanqing wasn’t in a hurry either — once the requirements were clear, she could draft designs quickly.

“What would Miss Chu like to talk about?” Su Wanqing asked, blinking curiously.

“Is Miss Su single?”

Su Wanqing: “…”

When the client’s paying big money, they could ask whatever they liked — or so Su Wanqing told herself.
She tugged the corner of her lips into something resembling a smile, trying her best to act normal.

“Yes, I’m single.”

“And does Miss Su have any requirements for a future partner?”

“Not really. No major requirements.”

“Then, how about considering me?”

Su Wanqing: “…”

She finally understood why the bonus was so high and why the drafts kept getting rejected.
This boss — something was definitely off.

“Miss Chu, I’m not currently looking for a relationship.”

“Then when will you be?”

Chu Muqing couldn’t wait any longer.
Ever since she had mysteriously crossed into this world months ago, she had spent time adjusting — to her new identity, to the fact that this was not an ABO world, to the reality that she was no longer an Alpha.

She had finally found Su Wanqing. Now that she was standing right here, how could she continue to wait?

Even though her body was no longer Alpha, the instincts and habits ingrained in her from childhood remained — and an Alpha’s pursuit of their Omega had always been straightforward and direct.

“That depends on fate,” Su Wanqing answered carefully.

Some things simply couldn’t be rushed.

“Alright,” Chu Muqing said.

She was willing to wait.

They chatted for about ten more minutes before finally returning to the real topic: work.
When it came to business, Chu Muqing’s demeanor changed — she was serious, decisive, and precise with her requirements.

Su Wanqing memorized everything carefully.

The discussion lasted around two hours.
Afterward, Su Wanqing declined Chu Muqing’s offer to treat her to a meal.

Later that night, just before bed, Wu Xue messaged to ask about the meeting.
After all, Group One’s four designers plus a manager hadn’t even managed to arrange a meeting with the boss, but Su Wanqing had easily done so.

Wu Xue was dying to know if they had gotten along — and more importantly, whether the collaboration had gone smoothly.
It was all about the money!

Reflecting on the meeting, Su Wanqing felt it was… complicated.
The work part went smoothly enough — but there was one unexpected development: the boss seemed interested in her.

Wu Xue’s reaction upon hearing this was, “Your first priority right now is to uninstall those free romance novel apps.”

Su Wanqing: “…”

In the following three days, Su Wanqing completed her draft and sent it to Chu Muqing.

Chu Muqing approved it instantly — no revisions needed.

Su Wanqing thought this strange episode would end along with the project — but it didn’t.

Chu Muqing actually started pursuing her.

On one hand, Su Wanqing found it hard to believe; on the other, she couldn’t deny her own growing attraction to Chu Muqing.

Three months later, on Valentine’s Day, just before the end of the workday, a delivery arrived — a bouquet of flowers.
No one even checked the card; they simply placed it on Su Wanqing’s desk.

Feeling that things couldn’t continue like this, Su Wanqing decided to meet Chu Muqing and clear the air.

She went straight to Sanjiang Fishing Village and waited outside a small flower shop next door.

The moment she received Su Wanqing’s message, Chu Muqing immediately came downstairs.
From a distance, she could already see her standing at the entrance.

Step by step, Chu Muqing approached until they were side by side, both gazing off into the distance.

“Did you receive the flowers?” Chu Muqing asked.

“Yes,” Su Wanqing replied.

“Do you like them?” Chu Muqing asked softly.

“President Chu, actually, I…” Su Wanqing hesitated.

“Is it because you don’t believe that I truly like you?” Chu Muqing interrupted.

“…”
Was that even a question?

“Today, I’ll say it again: I like you — and it’s real.”

The flower shop had just opened for the day, and soft, sentimental music began to play.

“If I reject you today, will you give up?” Su Wanqing asked, her voice low.

She had already lost count of how many times she had clearly, or subtly, tried to turn Chu Muqing down.

“I won’t!” Chu Muqing paused for a few seconds, then added, “But… I would be very sad.”

The background music was a song Su Wanqing knew well:

“I just want to be by your side, no matter if tomorrow ever comes, all my waiting is for the season of loving you, come to me, I’ll give you all my true emotions, we pinky-swore, Forever, no breaking that promise.”

(Source: Song lyrics)

Maybe it was the music being too beautiful, maybe it was the way Chu Muqing looked at her — those burning, sincere eyes, or maybe… maybe Su Wanqing had already been moved long ago.

“Then… I’ll say yes,” Su Wanqing said quietly.

— The End —

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