How Could a Scumbag Alpha Possibly Love His Wife? - Chapter 59

Chi Mu crossed her arms, clearly annoyed. “I’ve been stuck in a hotel long enough. I can’t just stop the renovations now because someone next door is resting. If you’re that sensitive to noise, maybe you should’ve chosen a place in the countryside.”

Her tone was sharp and unapologetic.

Bai Juntang didn’t flinch. She met Chi Mu’s eyes calmly. “I’m not asking you to stop for no reason. The patient is pregnant, just recovering from a severe fever. Any more stress or noise might affect both her and the baby.”

Chi Mu raised an eyebrow, clearly unimpressed. “Still not my responsibility.”

Mu Ruchu, standing between the two, could feel the tension building. She stepped forward and spoke carefully, “Miss Chi, I understand you want to move in soon, but maybe we can adjust the work schedule just a bit? Keep the louder work to certain hours?”

Chi Mu gave her a glance, her tone cold. “Ruchu, whose side are you on?”

“I’m just trying to help,” Mu Ruchu said calmly. “You hired me to solve problems, and this is a problem.”

Chi Mu’s expression didn’t soften, but she didn’t say anything more either.

The room fell into a brief silence.

Bai Juntang took a step forward. Her voice was steady. “It’s just one week. I’ll cover all the costs and make sure your renovation team is paid in full. You won’t lose anything.”

Chi Mu stared at her for a few seconds. Then she slowly let out a breath and looked away.

“Fine,” she muttered. “One week. But only because you’re paying for it—and because I’m not in the mood to fight.”

“Thank you,” Bai Juntang said with a nod, her expression softening just a bit.

Chi Mu turned to the workers. “You heard her. Pack up the noisy tools. Take a break. Come back in a week.”

The foreman nodded quickly. “Yes, Miss Chi.”

As the workers began clearing up, Mu Ruchu glanced at Bai Juntang. She looked like she had something to say but kept it to herself.

Chi Mu, meanwhile, walked back toward the broken grandfather clock and knelt beside it again. Her fingers gently traced the cracked glass.

“I really liked this clock,” she said quietly. “Seventeenth century. From France.”

Mu Ruchu crouched beside her. “I’ll help you find someone to repair it. If it can’t be fixed, I’ll help you find another one.”

Chi Mu didn’t respond right away. She just stared at the broken clock with a complicated look in her eyes.

Bai Juntang, already turning to leave, glanced back one last time. Her eyes briefly met Mu Ruchu’s. Neither of them spoke, but the silence between them said plenty.

Then she walked out the door, leaving the two women behind in the now-quiet villa.

“Stopping construction isn’t going to happen,” Chi Mu said coldly. “If the patient in Miss Bai’s home needs peace and quiet, she should stay in a hospital. It’s quieter there anyway.”

Her words instantly annoyed Bai Juntang. It wasn’t just that this woman had taken her employee—now she was acting like she owned the place.

Relationships between Alphas were often complicated. Chi Mu didn’t like being told what to do, especially by another Alpha she didn’t know. Bai Juntang, for her part, found Chi Mu’s arrogant attitude intolerable. The two disliked each other from the moment they met.

Just as it looked like a fight was about to break out, Mu Ruchu stepped in. Dealing with Chi Mu alone was already exhausting—adding Bai Juntang to the mix was asking for trouble. She figured it was better to put out the fire before it exploded.

“Juntang,” she said gently, speaking to her friend. “Today’s actually the last day of construction. They’re only finishing up the lighting. It should all be done by this afternoon. I’ll do my best to keep things quiet—they won’t disturb your place.”

Bai Juntang gave her a look. “You’re sure it’ll be finished today?”

Mu Ruchu nodded. “Once I’m done here, I’ll come see you. I’ve been meaning to talk to you anyway. It’s so hot outside—go home and rest for now.”

Bai Juntang respected Mu Ruchu enough to let it go. She gave a quiet “Mm” and left.

Chi Mu watched her go, then turned to Mu Ruchu with a look of disgust. “Where did you meet someone like her? She smells like Omega. It’s awful.”

Mu Ruchu blinked in surprise. She hadn’t even noticed any scent on Bai Juntang, but Chi Mu’s nose, it seemed, was sharper than most.

“Sounds like you really don’t like her,” Mu Ruchu said. “She’s actually a good person, you know.”

“I don’t care if she is,” Chi Mu said, waving her hand dismissively. “I just hate the smell of Omegas. It’s sharp and gross. Honestly, I don’t even understand why Omegas exist in this world.”

Mu Ruchu glanced at her, her expression quiet. She knew many people held that kind of prejudice toward Omegas—believing they were genetically inferior, only useful for giving birth.

Omegas were often underestimated in every way except reproduction.

Still, she hadn’t expected her own boss to think like that.

“You really hate Omegas that much?” Mu Ruchu asked. “A lot of them are kind, well-mannered, and they usually take good care of themselves.”

Chi Mu scoffed, her expression dark. “You’re an Alpha too. Don’t you think Omegas are just delicate and useless? Always acting soft and needy, wasting society’s resources?”

Mu Ruchu looked down and didn’t answer. She didn’t know what to say.

Prejudice like that had existed for a long time. It couldn’t be erased with a single conversation—and she knew that all too well.

Chi Mu didn’t seem to notice anything wrong with what she’d said. She simply looked at Mu Ruchu and said, “Come upstairs with me.”

As they went up, Chi Mu asked, “So, where did you meet that friend of yours? She’s got a terrible temper. Bossy and full of herself.”

Mu Ruchu shot her a side glance, thinking, Look who’s talking.

When she didn’t answer, Chi Mu nudged her. “What, cat got your tongue? Say something.”

“I was just thinking how to explain her to you.” Mu Ruchu paused, then suddenly said, “Remember you asked me why I know how to drive and shoot? The truth is… I’m not from here.”

Chi Mu stopped walking and turned around, blinking. “You’re not local?”

Mu Ruchu nodded seriously. “I was originally part of the Northern European Death God cult. I left the group for personal reasons and came to Fan City under a new identity. The friend you saw today—she left the cult too. We both settled here and lived in hiding for years. We’ve both been hunted.”

Chi Mu stared at her for a long moment, eyes wide.

“Are they still after you?” she whispered.

Mu Ruchu looked her straight in the eyes and nodded solemnly. “That’s why… you need to keep our secret.”

“Of course,” Chi Mu said, patting her shoulder. “You’re my favorite driver. Don’t worry. Work hard, and with a raise and promotion, you’ll leave the Death God cult far behind.”

Then she leaned in and asked in a hushed voice, “So if your specialties are driving and shooting… what’s your friend’s special skill?”

Mu Ruchu thought for a second, then replied, “She has a palm-sized patch of chest hair that protects her heart.”

Chi Mu stood in stunned silence.

Then she murmured with absolute awe, “She’s so cool.”

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