After Transmigrating into a Scummy Alpha, I Became a Tool Person - Chapter 39

The chairman’s office was quiet. A middle-aged man with limited mobility lifted his head to look at the woman sitting silently across from him. After a long pause, he finally spoke: “I assume you already know why I called you here.”

Xia Qiqi interrupted him, “It’s about being with Lin Chen, right?”

Her father’s lips curved slightly. “Exactly. Being with him is the best choice for you.”

“Ha. And if I don’t want to?” Xia Qiqi scoffed coldly.

Her father gripped his cane firmly and said in a low voice, “Then it’s no longer up to you.”

“To my knowledge, over the years, you’ve increasingly fallen out of favor with the other shareholders. You’ve gone against their wishes at every turn, and many have long wanted to see you removed. Now, all they need is someone willing to step forward. I hold forty percent of the company’s shares, so I think I still have some control over the decisions, don’t I?”

Xia Qiqi narrowed her eyes. So, this was an attempt to sow discord.

“As long as you marry Lin Chen, you can handle things however you want in private. You know what to do, right?”

Xia Qiqi was silent for a long moment. Eventually, she nodded.

Her father smiled faintly. It seemed their relationship wasn’t that deep after all.

“What? Are you crazy? Why would you agree to that?” An Lin was shocked after hearing everything.

“Calm down. It’s just a plan—a façade of compliance,” Xia Qiqi said calmly.

“What plan? Tell me,” An Lin asked eagerly.

Xia Qiqi whispered something in her ear. After hearing it, An Lin’s expression showed deep concern. “Do you really think this will work?”

“This is the best way to punish them,” Xia Qiqi said. She didn’t talk about revenge lightly—she had suffered before, and now it would be returned to them tenfold.

“Should we tell her about this?” An Lin asked.

Xia Qiqi shook her head. “No. I don’t want to involve her.”

After finishing the conversation with An Lin, Xia Qiqi drove back to the villa.

“Miss, you’re back?” Aunt Jiang’s voice dragged as she spoke.

After a full evening of social obligations, Xia Qiqi felt tired and nodded wearily.

The TV played a program quietly in the background. Xie Yinian sat on the sofa, distracted, her attention focused entirely elsewhere.

“Miss, I made some food. Do you want to eat?”

“No, Aunt Jiang. You eat it yourself. I’ve already eaten.”

“Oh.”

Xia Qiqi poured herself a glass of water in front of the sofa. Xie Yinian, pressing the remote casually, asked, “You’re back?”

“Mm.” Xia Qiqi took a few sips to quench her thirst.

“How was the birthday party? Enjoyable?”

“It was fine,” Xia Qiqi said casually. She yawned, feeling sleepy. “I’m going upstairs now.”

Xie Yinian pursed her lips. Once Xia Qiqi went upstairs, she pulled out the diamond ring she had intended to give her. But now, someone had beaten her to it.

Didn’t Xia Qiqi feel the need to explain? Xie Yinian thought bitterly.

The next day.

Lin Chen had already asked her out on a date.

Now there was an opportunity to clarify things in person.

Xia Qiqi asked, “Where are we going?”

“To XXX.”

When Xia Qiqi stepped out, Xie Yinian was playing on her phone. Seeing her leave, she asked, “Where are you going?”

“On a date,” Xia Qiqi replied.

“With who?”

She hesitated. She wanted to say Lin Chen, but recalling that Xie Yinian didn’t seem fond of him last time—she had clearly been displeased—she decided to hold back.

“Just a friend,” she said.

“Which friend? Male or female? Omega or Alpha?”

“Male. An Alpha.”

“Lin Chen?”

“Yes.”

“You’re not going.”

Xia Qiqi’s brows furrowed deeply. “Why not?”

“Just don’t.”

Seeing Xie Yinian’s cold, hard attitude, Xia Qiqi frowned in displeasure. “You don’t trust me?”

Xie Yinian remained silent.

Taking her silence as tacit approval, Xia Qiqi said firmly, “Whether you trust me or not, I won’t betray you.” She turned and walked away.

Watching her leave, Xie Yinian gave a bitter smile. “How am I supposed to believe you? You don’t even explain anything. Does that mean I’m not that important to you?”

She looked down at a photo on her phone—one of them at Disneyland together. She reached out to touch it and murmured, “Should I believe you?”

At the café, Xia Qiqi pushed open the glass door. Lin Chen was seated, smiling as he saw her approaching.

Xia Qiqi sat across from him. Lin Chen asked warmly, “What would you like to drink?”

“Coffee,” Xia Qiqi replied.

“Okay.” Lin Chen nodded, then asked about her preferred dessert. Once he knew her tastes, he called the waiter over to place the order.

Xia Qiqi sipped her coffee, feeling slightly uneasy under the intense gaze of the Alpha across from her.

“Lin, I wanted to clarify something with you today,” she said.

“What is it?” Lin Chen asked gently.

“I never agreed to your confession. There were too many people last time, and I was embarrassed to say no,” Xia Qiqi explained.

Lin Chen froze.

“I don’t like you, so don’t waste your efforts on me,” she said bluntly.

“Why? Is it because of her?” Lin Chen couldn’t understand why she didn’t like him. Having been pursued by girls since childhood, this was the first time he had met someone who openly disregarded him.

Xia Qiqi nodded.

“But didn’t your mom say the marriage was fake?” he asked.

“It started as fake. Later, it became real,” Xia Qiqi explained.

“Alright,” Lin Chen admitted defeat. Since she truly didn’t like him, he had no reason to chase a married woman any longer.

“Can you tell me your story?” Lin Chen asked curiously, wanting to know how someone had won the heart of such a cold, elegant beauty as Xia Qiqi.

She recounted her situation with Xie Yinian, including her parents’ interference. After hearing everything, Lin Chen felt a pang of pity—such a beautiful woman burdened with such family troubles.

“Can I help you in any way?” he asked.

That day, Xie Yinian was called to meet someone.

Inside a sprawling villa sat a middle-aged man. He gestured politely, inviting her to sit.

Xie Yinian took a seat.

Xia’s father poured a cup of tea for her. She accepted it with a quiet, “Thank you.”

After a brief silence, Xia’s father spoke: “Qiqi has already agreed to be with Mr. Lin. You should leave her alone.”

Xie Yinian gripped her teacup tightly. “I don’t believe it—unless she says it herself.”

Xia’s father called Xia Qiqi. The line connected immediately.

“Qiqi, if you have time, come try on the wedding dress. After all, since you’ll be marrying Lin Chen, you should look your best.”

Xie Yinian listened tensely, hoping for a refusal.

After a moment of silence, Xia Qiqi’s voice came through the phone: “Okay.”

Xia’s father smiled and hung up. “Now, do you believe me?”

Xie Yinian’s heart sank. She stood up listlessly. “I’ll be leaving now.”

“No need to see you out.”

As she walked out, she ran into Xia Qiqi’s elder brother, Xia Jiasheng, who was playing with his infant daughter. He raised an eyebrow upon seeing her.

“You’re my sister’s wife?” Xia Jiasheng asked.

Xie Yinian forced a bitter smile. Soon, she would indeed be someone else’s wife.

“I’m not,” she said, and without looking back, walked away.

Xia Jiasheng scratched his head in confusion.

On the day of the wedding, many guests had gathered.

They waited for a long time, but the bride and groom did not appear.

Xia’s father grew impatient. “Qiqi? What’s going on? Why isn’t she here?”

Xia’s mother replied helplessly, “How would I know.”

After a while, someone appeared on stage, dressed in a black business suit rather than a wedding gown.

“So, finally, Xia shows up.”

“Wait, is that the bride? Why isn’t she wearing a wedding dress?”

“Why is only the bride here? Where’s the groom?”

The murmurs and doubts rippled through the crowd. Xia’s father frowned. These were wealthy friends and relatives attending—any scandal would ruin his reputation.

Suddenly, the large screen lit up with a recording. A bartender’s voice played:

“It was Chairman Xia who ordered me to switch the materials. They even said you weren’t her biological daughter.”

Everyone present was shocked.

Xia Qiqi held the microphone and said, “Care to explain, Aunt and Uncle?”

“Aunt and Uncle? Xia’s aunt and uncle are here? Wait, I thought Chairman Xia’s wife didn’t have siblings.”

“Look, Xia Qiqi is referring to Chairman Xia and his wife, could it be.” The guests whispered among themselves.

“How did you know?” Xia’s mother exclaimed in shock.

“Dear guests, thank you for coming to this wedding. But I regret to inform you that my marriage to Mr. Lin is fake. I was forced into it.”

Xia Qiqi exposed the vile actions of Xia’s father and mother over the years. She revealed that she was actually the daughter of Xia’s mother’s sister, Shen Nanqiao. After her biological parents died, Chairman Xia and his wife had seized their estate, changed her name, and claimed she was their own daughter.

Xia Qiqi didn’t just speak—she presented undeniable evidence on the big screen.

Xia’s father’s face turned green with anger.

All thanks to An Lin’s skilled detective friend, who had helped Xia Qiqi uncover the truth.

The screen showed that the inheritance should have gone to Shen Nanqiao and Xia Yudong’s daughter, Xia Ruoxi, but it had been altered in the records under the names Shen Qiulan and Xia Fuchun. The evidence clearly showed tampering.

Anyone with enough curiosity could verify the truth—this time, Chairman Xia Fuchun and hid wife, Shen Qiulan couldn’t escape justice.

Police cars arrived at the wedding. “We are here to arrest you on charges of embezzlement,” the officers announced.

Shen Qiulan and Xia Fuchun were in despair.

“Why are you arresting me? It was her! She’s the one who caused my child to die! Why aren’t you going after her?” Shen Qiulan raged, losing all composure.

“My child,” she wailed, clutching her stomach. Then she glared at Xia Ruoxi, screaming, “It’s all your fault! You killed my child!”

She tried to grab Xia Ruoxi but was blocked by the police.

“Come with us,” the officers said.

Xia Ruoxi watched coldly as the crowd of guests looked on in confusion. What was going on?

Xia Fuchun resignedly allowed the officers to handcuff him.

“Uncle, aren’t you going to explain what happened back then?”

Xia Fuchun sighed, looking off into the distance, lost in thought.

Shen Nanqiao and Shen Qiulan were sisters. Years ago, Shen Nanqiao’s husband, Xia Yudong, and Shen Qiulan’s husband, Xia Fuchun, were colleagues and close friends. The families often went on trips together.

One day, Shen Nanqiao insisted on going for a picnic, but Xia Yudong checked the weather forecast and warned it might rain.

Shen Nanqiao pouted in his arms. “Please? Please?”

Xia Yudong hesitated.

Xia Fuchun laughed. “Brother-in-law, just agree. Weather forecasts aren’t always right.”

Xia Yudong reluctantly nodded. “Alright.”

Shen Qiulan, already pregnant, covered her mouth to laugh at the couple.

Shen Nanqiao teased her two-year-old daughter, smiling. “Sis, why don’t we all go together? It’s been so long since we hung out.”

Shen Qiulan smiled. “Sure.”

As they drove, laughing and chatting, a runaway truck suddenly appeared.

Xia Yudong was killed instantly. Shen Nanqiao, trying to protect her two-year-old daughter, was crushed as well. Luckily, Xia Ruoxi survived.

Shen Qiulan and Xia Fuchun, seated in the back, were thrown from the vehicle. Shen Qiulan was severely injured, and Xia Fuchun lost the use of one leg.