I Heard I’m a Scummy Alpha? [Transmigration] - Chapter 112

Xuan Mingzhu immediately returned to Changyuan City—she had to oversee her brother’s funeral.

At the ceremony, Xuan Xin cried even harder than she did. Watching him, Xuan Mingzhu suddenly felt as if the world had turned surreal.

Just the day before, the police had finally released their investigation results. When she heard the driver’s name, Xuan Mingzhu realized with a chill that the man was indeed the one Xuan Baiquan had hired.

The police found nothing suspicious and ruled it as a drunk-driving accident.

After the funeral, Xuan Xin did not leave.

Xuan Mingzhu’s eyes were sore and swollen from lack of sleep. Dizzy and exhausted, she sat on the sofa to rest.

Once the guests were gone, Xuan Xin leisurely took a seat across from her.

The servants were busy tidying up the mourning hall, leaving only the two of them in the living room.

Seeing Xuan Mingzhu pressing her temples and pretending not to notice him, Xuan Xin’s eyes glinted. He said, “The day Baiquan had his accident, he told me you ordered him to find someone to kill me.”

Xuan Mingzhu froze. Her heart lurched with panic, though not a trace showed on her face. “Baiquan’s dead now. You can slander him however you want.”

Xuan Xin ignored her denial and continued, “Baiquan said he was heartbroken. He wasn’t stupid—he knew why you handed everything over to him. But for the sake of being your brother, he went along with it anyway.”

Xuan Mingzhu’s complexion paled slightly. She looked at him coldly. “So it was you who bribed the killer to murder Baiquan.”

Xuan Xin blinked, feigning surprise. “Elder Sister, what are you talking about? I’d never do something illegal like that. Didn’t the police already conclude it was an accident? If you doubted the report, you should’ve spoken up earlier. Now that Baiquan’s buried, you’re going to accuse me? If he knew you were foolishly blaming me for his death, he’d never rest in peace.”

The faint smile curling on Xuan Xin’s lips as he spoke sent a chill through Xuan Mingzhu’s heart.

She had underestimated him. Anyone capable of snatching away eighty percent of the inheritance from her and Baiquan was never someone easy to deal with.

Her expression darkened. She stood abruptly and walked toward the door. She had to leave Changyuan City at once—before she ended up like Baiquan, betrayed and killed by someone she thought she controlled.

As she hurried away, Xuan Xin called after her with a gentle tone, “Sister, be careful on your way back.”

Her body went rigid. She walked even faster.

When she reached the gate, Xuan Xin’s driver came over. “Miss Xuan, Mr. Xuan asked me to drive you to the airport.”

Xuan Mingzhu almost refused, but then thought better of it. She would actually be safest in the driver’s car—Xuan Xin wouldn’t dare make a move in broad daylight.

She got in.

After returning to Guangnan City, Xuan Mingzhu shut down her company. Between what was left of her assets and Baiquan’s inheritance, she had a little over a hundred million yuan. Too afraid to take any more risks, she deposited it all in the bank and lived quietly off the interest.

Yet she was constantly on edge—terrified that one day, a killer would suddenly appear in her home.

One morning, when she pulled open her curtains, she saw Xuan Xin’s driver downstairs. Panic seized her. She yanked the curtains shut and, face pale, called Xuan Xin.

“My brother’s dead! What more do you want from me? I’m warning you, Xuan Xin—don’t you dare think you can have your driver kill me and get away with it. I’ve already written a statement. If I die, you’ll be the prime suspect. You can wait for the police to come after you!”

Woken by her call and her shouting, Xuan Xin didn’t sound the least bit angry. “Sister, I’m worried about your mental state. Why don’t you move back to Changyuan City? You’re my only family now. If you come back, I’ll take good care of you.”

“Keep dreaming!” Xuan Mingzhu screamed into the phone, hair disheveled, before hanging up.

She lifted the curtain again. The driver was gone.

Just as she began to relax, the doorbell rang.

It wasn’t even seven in the morning. She hadn’t ordered food or expected any deliveries. Who could it be?

Panicking, she crept to the door and peered through the peephole—no one was there.

A month later, Xuan Mingzhu had gone insane.

Xuan Xin personally traveled to Guangnan to bring her back. When he saw her, he sighed. “Sister, I told you it’d be better if you let me take care of you.”

He placed her in a private psychiatric facility owned by the Xuan family—single room, constant supervision, specialized treatment. She would never leave again.

Meanwhile, Qi Yunwei’s anti-harassment patch finally proved its worth.

He Yunqing and Liang Kejue still hadn’t settled their dispute. That afternoon, He Yunqing went to Liang’s private hospital to make a scene. When he returned home that night, he found Liang Kejue waiting inside.

Having realized there was no chance left with Yan Zui, Liang now wanted to reconcile with He Yunqing—but He Yunqing had already seen through her completely.

“You want to get back together just to avoid paying that money, don’t you? Liang Kejue, you were the one who ended the engagement. I’ll never take you back. I’m giving you three more days. If I don’t see the money by then, expect a court summons.”

After saying that, He Yunqing gestured toward the door. But before he could react, Liang pulled out a knife from behind her back.

Yan Zui was about to go to bed when she got He Yunqing’s call.

He Yunqing’s voice trembled as he recounted what happened—how Liang tried to kill him, but was blinded when his eyelid-mounted defense light activated, allowing him to tie Liang up with the bedsheet.

“Jie, what should I do now? I’m so scared.”

“Did you call the police?” Yan Zui asked.

“Not yet. I, I was worried she—”

Yan Zui frowned. “You’re still worried about that scum going to jail?”

“But she didn’t hurt me,” He Yunqing said softly. “I’m afraid she’ll get out too soon.”

Yan Zui was speechless. When an Omega truly stopped loving an Alpha, that Alpha became nothing to them.

“Don’t worry. This was attempted murder—she’ll get a heavy sentence. Call the police now.”

After hanging up, Yan Zui and Qi Yunwei quickly got dressed and rushed to He Yunqing’s place. The police arrived before them. Liang Kejue, still half-blind, was already in handcuffs. A nearby ambulance waited to take her to the hospital for examination.

As the police questioned a tearful He Yunqing, their expressions turned strange—apparently, his story was hard to believe.

“You’re saying you have a defense flashlight embedded on your eyelid, and when you feel threatened, it emits a strong flash that blinded Liang Kejue?”

He Yunqing nodded through his tears. “Yes.”

The male officer turned to his partner. “Should we have him checked too?”

“He’s not lying, and his mental state is fine,” Qi Yunwei interjected calmly, stepping forward.

Yan Zui added before the police could ask further, “Hello, I’m He Yunqing’s cousin, Yan Zui. And this is my Alpha, Qi Yunwei.”

Under the dim streetlight, the officers hadn’t clearly seen their faces. When they heard the names and looked again, both widened their eyes in surprise.

“Yan Zui? Qi Yunwei?”

“Yes,” Qi Yunwei said evenly. “The defense flashlight my cousin mentioned is my invention. It’s still in the prototype stage, not yet on the market. I gave it to him for self-protection.”

At once, the officers’ attitudes shifted completely.

“So it’s really your invention? That’s incredible. Our only concern now is whether the flash could cause permanent eye damage.”

Qi Yunwei replied, “I’m confident in its safety.”

The male officer couldn’t help asking, “Miss Qi, where exactly is this flashlight?”

He had thought He Yunqing was rambling—there wasn’t even a regular flashlight in his apartment.

“It’s on Yunqing’s eyelid,” Qi Yunwei explained. “You can feel a small square patch there.”

The male officer gently touched He Yunqing’s eyelid and froze. “There really is something!”

The female officer quickly reached out too, curiosity piqued. “You’re right—there’s definitely a little square!”

Blushing, He Yunqing blinked and murmured shyly, “Shouldn’t we go to the station for the statement now?”