After Transmigrating into a Ridiculous Alpha, I Saved My Aloof Omega Wife - Chapter 81

Several more weeks passed, and Jiang Muyan received news from Uncle Liu.

The investigation into Zhang Qiang, Cheng Jianli’s uncle, had concluded completely. He had sold his own biological daughterthe evidence was irrefutable and was sentenced to six years in prison.

Cheng Tianwei’s case was also clarified. Although he had no involvement in Zhang Qiang’s human trafficking activities back then, he admitted to intending to marry his daughter off to Zhang Siyuan. Since Cheng Jianli was still a minor at the time not even fifteen, he was also detained, though the length of his sentence remained uncertain.

Jiang Muyan briefly relayed these matters to Cheng Jianli, who simply nodded in response.

Jiang Muyan couldn’t help but worry. “Teacher Cheng, are you okay?”

Cheng Jianli replied calmly, “I’m fine.”

“Really?” Jiang Muyan pressed.

“Yes,” Cheng Jianli said. “They got what they deserved. I won’t feel sad about it, so don’t worry.”

Jiang Muyan sighed in relief. “That’s good. Oh, I also asked Uncle Liu to help track down the whereabouts of that baby girl from back then.”

“If she’s living well, we won’t disturb her,” Jiang Muyan said earnestly. “But if she isn’t, you can consider whether to acknowledge her as family. After all, she’s your real cousin.”

Jiang Muyan had thought of everything for her.

Cheng Jianli’s heart softened. “Thank you.”

“It’s what I should do,” Jiang Muyan replied. “After Zhang Qiang’s arrest, Zhang Siyuan never showed up at school again not even to request leave. The school is likely to expel him.”

Zhang Siyuan truly had no face left to show at school. Not only had he framed Cheng Jianli for cheating, but his family’s crimes had also been exposed. The campus, which had finally settled into peace, was now abuzz again with Zhang Qiang’s imprisonment, making Zhang Siyuan the center of gossip once more.

No one could understand why Cheng Jianli’s family was so patriarchal trading their own daughter for a fake son and even expecting Cheng Jianli to buy Zhang Siyuan an apartment. In this day and age, such backward thinking was utterly baffling.

The forums were flooded with discussions about Zhang Qiang’s imprisonment. News spread like wildfire, Classes 1 through 20 all learned what kind of scum Zhang Siyuan’s family was. Some even inquired about the girl who had torn her sleeve on the field that day.

When they found out it was Jiang Muyan, they recalled how, months earlier, she had stormed into the administration office with a team of elite lawyers and beaten Zhang Siyuan senseless.

They couldn’t help but admire how fiercely cool Jiang Muyan was.

During Class 5’s break, a girl returned to her seat, phone in hand, eyes sparkling with admiration. “Ahhh! Jiang Muyan is so gorgeous and so cool!”

Youxia overheard. “Jiang Muyan?”

The girl, Youxia’s deskmate, excitedly replied, “Yeah!” Assuming Youxia didn’t know her, she rambled on, “And Jiang Muyan’s family is super rich they donated our school’s back field and labs. She’s also incredibly kind, especially to her deskmate. Just flawless.”

Youxia gave a quiet hum in response.

The girl, now even more enthusiastic, added, “You probably don’t know this, but Jiang Muyan beat up Zhang Siyuan in the office and now got Zhang Qiang arrested all for the same person!”

Youxia knew exactly who that person was.

The girl was exceptionally beautiful, the kind of campus belle, and ranked first in her grade academically.

Sure enough, the girl spoke the name: “It’s Cheng Jianli, the academic officer from Class 2. Have you heard of her? The one from a poor family but always ranks first in the grade.”

Youxia replied, “I know her.”

“You know her?” The girl was momentarily stunned before continuing, “But I don’t understand why Jiang Muyan treats Cheng Jianli so well.” She sat back in her seat, resting her chin on her hand in confusion. “Cheng Jianli’s family is so poor, do you really think Jiang Muyan would actually be interested in her? I thought rich heiresses only went for people from similar backgrounds.”

The phrase “similar backgrounds” struck Youxia like a hammer to the heart.

Yeah.

Not everyone would look kindly on the poor. She had overestimated herself.

Youxia lowered her head deeply, bitterness welling up inside her.

How could she ever delude herself into thinking she’d be like Cheng Jianli someone who just happened to meet a person who liked her?

“Don’t get me wrong, I’m not looking down on Cheng Jianli,” the girl quickly explained when she noticed Youxia’s silence. “I really admire how well she does in school. It’s just that I always thought rich kids would chase someone one day and lose interest the next. Who knew Jiang Muyan would be completely different.”

Youxia said, “Yeah, both she and Cheng Jianli are good people. Once, when I had an allergic reaction to alcohol, it was Cheng Jianli who noticed.”

The girl asked curiously, “So, did Jiang Muyan actually manage to win Cheng Jianli over? I feel like they’re together, but also not?”

Youxia shook her head softly. “I don’t know.”

On Saturday, Jiang Muyan took Cheng Jianli out to fly a kite.

Cheng Jianli wore a white knit sweater over a light-colored short-sleeved shirt, paired with gray jeans, looking especially serene.

She sat on a park bench, watching as Jiang Muyan frantically untangled the kite string, and couldn’t help but frown. “Are we really going to manage this today?”

Jiang Muyan, sweat beading on her forehead, insisted, “We will!”

Lately, studying had been exhausting final exams were approaching so Jiang Muyan had brought Cheng Jianli out to relax. Uncle Liu had suggested that the weather was perfect today, sunny and ideal for kite-flying.

Jiang Muyan asked, “Teacher Cheng, are you thirsty? Should I go buy you some water first?”

Cheng Jianli replied, “I’ll go. What do you want? I’ll get it for you.”

Without hesitation, Jiang Muyan answered, “I want mango juice!”

Cheng Jianli: “…”

Lately, she’d been like this casually saying things that made Cheng Jianli’s heart skip a beat.

She wanted mango juice, but mango just happened to be Cheng Jianli’s scent.

Was Jiang Muyan doing this on purpose or not? Cheng Jianli couldn’t tell. Sometimes she wondered if this ambiguous tension was one-sided if Jiang Muyan never felt it at all.

But then she’d see Jiang Muyan’s innocent, guileless face and think maybe she was overanalyzing.

Cheng Jianli acknowledged her and turned toward a nearby store.

The store didn’t have much, but mango juice was in stock. Cheng Jianli grabbed two bottles and picked up a mineral water for Uncle Liu.

As she was checking out, an unfamiliar voice suddenly spoke beside her: “You’re Cheng Jianli?”

Cheng Jianli turned in surprise to see an unfamiliar girl standing next to her, her face lit up with excitement. “It really is you! Do you remember me?”

The girl took a step forward, and Cheng Jianli immediately caught a faint whiff of pheromones in the air apple-scented.

This person hadn’t applied her pheromone-blocking patches properly. She was an alpha.

Cheng Jianli had already presented as an omega, so she could definitely detect an alpha’s pheromones. She subtly took a step back and said, “Hello, may I ask who you are?”

“My name is Shi Ting,” the girl replied, looking excited. “Back when Hongchuan No. 7 High and Shuren No. 4 High held that joint music festival, we met at the event.”

Music festival?

Cheng Jianli remembered it, but that was back in their second year of high school. She had only stayed for about ten minutes before going home.

“I’m sorry, I don’t recall it very clearly,” Cheng Jianli said.

“That’s okay,” Shi Ting replied with an easygoing smile. “I played a piano piece at the festival. I’ve always remembered there was a girl in the crowd, I even had someone chase after you to ask for your name.”

Cheng Jianli gave a noncommittal, “Mm.”

Shi Ting was only slightly taller than Cheng Jianli, around 170 cm. She ran a hand through her hair. “You’re still not much of a talker, huh? It took forever just to get your name back then.”

Cheng Jianli had no choice but to say, “I remember now. Was there something you needed?”

Hearing that Cheng Jianli recalled her, Shi Ting beamed. “I knew you’d remember me! Are you still studying at Hongchuan No. 7 High? I’m transferring there too!”

Cheng Jianli softened slightly. “Yes. The campus is beautiful, and the teachers are great. Welcome.”

“Are you free later?” Shi Ting glanced around. “I’m transferring in a few days and don’t know the school well yet. I’d love to chat more with you.”

“I have plans today,” Cheng Jianli said. “Maybe next time.”

“Meeting someone here?” Shi Ting asked.

This was a picturesque park, known for its stunning orange sunsets and evening skies, a popular spot for couples.

“Yes,” Cheng Jianli replied. “Flying kites with someone.”

Shi Ting sighed in disappointment. “Alright, then. Which class are you in at Hongchuan No. 7 High? Can we exchange contact info?”

“Class 2,” Cheng Jianli said. “I don’t have WeChat.”

Most people would take that as a rejection, but Cheng Jianli genuinely didn’t own a smartphone, she really didn’t have WeChat.

Undeterred, Shi Ting pressed, “Then can I get your phone number? Or I can give you mine!”

“You can write yours down for me,” Cheng Jianli said. “I didn’t bring my phone.”

“Sure!” Shi Ting immediately dug out a notepad from her bag, quickly scribbled down a number, and pressed it into Cheng Jianli’s hand. “Then I’ll see you at Hongchuan No. 7 High in a few days! I can even play the piano for you again.”

Uncomfortable with such enthusiastic socializing, Cheng Jianli could only nod. “Okay.”

Shi Ting left, and the faint scent of apple pheromones faded with her.

Cheng Jianli walked back to find Jiang Muyan already flying a kite, a colorful butterfly against the clear blue sky, swaying gently in the breeze, a picture of serene beauty.

Jiang Muyan spotted Cheng Jianli immediately. She handed the kite to Uncle Liu and dashed over. “Teacher Cheng, you’re back!”

Cheng Jianli handed her the mango juice. “Mm. I also got water for Uncle Liu.”

“Hehe, you’re so sweet.” Jiang Muyan grabbed Cheng Jianli’s arm, about to say something when she suddenly caught a whiff of a very new scent of pheromones on Cheng Jianli.

It wasn’t the familiar mango scent, nor her own rose fragrance, but something entirely different, one she had never smelled before.

Ever since Jiang Muyan had presented as an alpha, she had become extremely sensitive to pheromones, especially Cheng Jianli’s. After their temporary marking, her possessiveness over Cheng Jianli’s scent had only grown stronger.

“Your smell is really strange,” Jiang Muyan leaned in, naturally sniffing her skin, and asked blankly, “Where did you go?”

Cheng Jianli’s cheeks warmed slightly as she felt Jiang Muyan’s grip tighten around her waist. “Just buying water.”

Jiang Muyan frowned. “But why is there a new pheromone scent?”

Cheng Jianli thought for a moment before answering, “I ran into an old friend I hadn’t seen in a while probably an alpha. She must not have sealed her scent-blocking patch properly.”

Jiang Muyan’s face immediately fell. “Huh? What friend?”

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