I Heard I’m a Scummy Alpha? [Transmigration] - Chapter 47

The next morning, when Qi Yunwei woke up, she found that Yan Zui was already out of bed.

After washing up, she went to the dining room in search of her. Spotting her, Chi Yunwei smiled brightly and greeted,

“Good morning.”

“Good morning.” Yan Zui replied, though for some reason a pang of guilt pricked at her chest. She couldn’t help but recall her own behavior the previous night—wasn’t it a little too forward? To cover it up, she quickly lifted her coffee cup and took a small sip.

Unaware of what had happened in the middle of the night, Chi Yunwei carried over the breakfast Xiao Jiu had prepared from the kitchen, set it on the table, and sat down across from Yan Zui.

“I hope things with Xuan Xin move along quickly,” Qi Yunwei said. “The sooner there’s a shake-up, the sooner Xuan Mingzhu and Xuan Baiquan will be forced to leave.”

Qin Lifeng and Qi Fanghuai were disgusting enough, but at least she didn’t have to see them every day. With Xuan Mingzhu and Xuan Baiquan, though, not only did she have to see them regularly, she also had to deal with their endless WeChat messages. Heaven knew how much patience it took to endure those two lunatics every day.

“Xuan Mingzhu and Xuan Baiquan have already left,” Yan Zui said calmly.

Qi Yunwei blinked in surprise. “What? They left this morning?”

Lowering her gaze, Yan Zui let her dark lashes veil her eyes. She took another sip of coffee before answering softly,

“Last night. Xuan Mingzhu called me to say that Xuan Zemíng had an accident and was in the hospital. She and Baiquan have already returned to Changyuan City. She asked to suspend the partnership, but I refused.”

Chi Yunwei’s eyes lit up. “That means those two won’t have time to plot against me anytime soon. That’s wonderful.” Then, smiling, she teased, “President Yan, since Yan Corporation has terminated cooperation with the Xuanqian Group, when will our cooperation begin? And how much are you planning to invest?”

Yan Zui thought for a moment. “We can start anytime. Privately, I can put together about three hundred million.”

Then, with a faint smile, she added, “That should be enough to buy you for over eight years.”

For some reason, that line made Qi Yunwei oddly happy. Yan Zui seemed to harbor a strange obsession with “buying her time.” She laughed lightly and replied,

“Three hundred million would only buy eight years of my private time. But if you cooperate with me, you could have me for a lifetime. President Yan, you really are a genius in business—this time you’ve struck gold.”

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When Yan Zui arrived at work, she publicly announced the termination of the partnership with Xuanqian Group. The news quickly reached Yan Zhao.

Yan Zhao hadn’t inspected the company for over a month, but that very day he suddenly appeared. The staff immediately began speculating: he must have come to hold someone accountable for the mess involving Qi Yunwei.

Rumors spread quickly.

They said the collapse of the partnership was all because of that “enchantress” Qi Yunwei!

Supposedly, because she disliked a certain employee from the Xuanqian Group, she mocked him in meetings every day and even forced him out of one. But guess what? That so-called “employee” wasn’t just anyone—he was the young master of Xuanqian Group himself!

And his older sister? None other than the president of Xuanqian Group. How could she stand by and watch her brother be humiliated? Of course she couldn’t!

So President Xuan came personally to negotiate with President Yan, demanding she rein in Qi Yunwei. But how could President Yan let the woman she favored suffer such grievances? She rejected the demand on the spot. President Xuan failed to avenge her brother, ended up so furious that she collapsed, and didn’t even attend the meeting that day.

With his sister absent, the young master was left to face Qi Yunwei alone—only to flee in utter embarrassment.

When Chairman Xuan in distant Changyuan City heard that both his children had been bullied by Qi Yunwei, he was so enraged he suffered a cerebral hemorrhage.

And thus, the cooperation between the two groups was ruined—all thanks to Qi Yunwei.

Now that Chairman Yan himself had come to the company, everyone was convinced he was here to demand that President Yan break up with that “enchantress.”

Breaking apart this pair of lovebirds was something the whole company would welcome.

Around ten in the morning, Yan Zhao arrived. He first made rounds through all the departments, and by the time he reached the CEO’s office on the top floor, it was nearly eleven-thirty—just in time for Qi Yunwei’s daily routine of bringing Yan Zui lunch.

In addition to the company’s main chat group, there was also a secret gossip group with strict entry requirements. Sensitive rumors could only circulate internally, never leak out.

Most of the big gossip the company at large got wind of—aside from the incident with Qin Lifeng—had been seeded by this group.

Today, the gossip group was particularly lively.

Secretary Shen: Chairman Yan just entered the office!

Assistant Zhang: They won’t actually start fighting, will they?

Secretary Shen: Well, Chairman Yan’s face looked terrifyingly grim. I was scared out of my wits.

Secretary Shen: Ugh, but standing at the door, I can’t hear a thing. Should I try to sneak closer?

Secretary Liu: What’s there to hesitate about? Of course you should! Even catching a single word is a victory!

Secretary Shen: Fine, I’ll go.

Secretary Shen: The door isn’t fully closed!

Assistant Zhang: Quick, listen! Tell us everything!

Secretary Liu: Why, oh why, wasn’t I assigned to the top floor today!

Secretary Shen: [cry emoji] Chairman Yan is furious—he’s severely scolding President Yan. I won’t repeat the details, but let’s just say my parents never said anything that harsh to me my whole life.

Assistant Peng: That’s not right. The one who messed things up is clearly Qi Yunwei. He should be scolding her instead. Our President Yan is an Omega—she just got a little carried away under Qi Yunwei’s spell. How can Chairman Yan be so cruel? [heartache emoji]

Secretary Shen: Wait—Qi Yunwei just arrived!

Secretary Liu: Qi Yunwei!!! Go, save our goddess!

Carrying a lunch box, Qi Yunwei stepped out of the elevator and approached the CEO’s office. Even from outside, she could hear Yan Zhao’s stern voice.

Secretary Shen, standing guard by the door, spotted her with hopeful eyes.

“Miss Qi, Chairman Yan is inside.”

Qi Yunwei gave her a small nod. “I know. Thank you.”

Then, with a worried expression, she pushed the door open and stepped inside.

The door shut firmly behind her. Secretary Shen could no longer hear a thing, and anxiety gnawed at her.

Chairman Yan was so fierce—would he end up scolding them both together? Could Qi Yunwei really rescue President Yan?

Inside, Yan Zhao’s sharp voice cut through the air:

“This is one of the group’s major projects this year. After multiple evaluations, the net profit margin was estimated at one hundred and thirty percent! Do you even realize what one hundred and thirty percent of six hundred million is?

That’s 780 million!”

“You used to seem steady, but lately you’ve been so impulsive. Even if the Xuan family ran into trouble, what’s the harm in delaying the collaboration? Who knows—if you’d shown them some leniency, they might’ve given you a better deal. Instead, you’ve gone and ruined everything!”

Qi Yunwei hurried to Yan Zui’s side. Seeing her expression calm and unshaken by Yan Zhao’s scolding, she finally relaxed.

“Dad, what brings you here today? If I’d known you were coming, I would’ve prepared more dishes so we could all eat together.”

With an outsider present, Yan Zhao’s tone softened slightly. He asked sternly, “Do you bring food to Yan Zui every day?”

Qi Yunwei nodded. “She’s always so busy at work. I worry she won’t eat properly at the office, so I make her nutritious meals and bring them over.”

“Dad, let me tell you some good news—we’re preparing to have a baby.”

The deep frown on Yan Zhao’s face instantly eased. “Really?” He turned to confirm with Yan Zui.

Yan Zui lowered her head, looking at Qi Yunwei holding her hand. Qi Yunwei’s fingertip lightly traced her palm, sending a tingling current up her veins, sparking her quiet heart into a sudden, lively beat.

“Mm, it’s already been three days,” Yan Zui said.

Qi Yunwei quickly added, “Dad, let’s sit down and talk.”

Nothing was more important to the Yan family than the arrival of the third generation.

Yan Zhao grunted in agreement and took a seat on the sofa. Qi Yunwei and Yan Zui sat across from him.

Qi Yunwei unpacked the lunchbox, arranging the dishes neatly. Smiling, she said, “Dad, you wouldn’t believe it. A few days ago, we went to see a doctor. The doctor said Zui has been working too hard, her body’s worn down, and her bad temper lately isn’t good for conceiving. She gave us a whole list of instructions—eat nutritious food, stay cheerful, exercise in moderation, don’t sit or stand too long. I never realized pregnancy required so much preparation.”

Seeing no trace of anger left on Yan Zhao’s face, Qi Yunwei handed him a pair of chopsticks. “Come, Dad. Try my cooking.”

The food was made by Xiao Jiu, but Xiao Jiu was trained by her—so it was still, in essence, her cooking.

Yan Zhao accepted the chopsticks and glanced at Yan Zui. “Has work really been that busy? And who’s been upsetting you?”

Instead of handing chopsticks to Yan Zui, Qi Yunwei picked up a piece of sweet-and-sour pork and fed it directly to her, answering on her behalf. “Don’t even get me started. The people from Xuanqian Group are nothing short of shameless. It’s not just that Zui gets upset—I get furious just thinking about them. I’m so relieved she doesn’t have to cooperate with them anymore. Now we can finally focus on having a baby.”

“How so?” Yan Zhao asked.

Rumors in the company weren’t reliable, and his informants knew little about what actually happened in the conference room. To him, Zui’s sudden termination of the partnership naturally looked like her fault as CEO.

But the way Qi Yunwei described it, the problem seemed to lie with the other party.

She immediately added fuel to the fire, painting Xuan Mingzhu and Xuan Baiquan—the so-called twin prodigies—as conniving and disrespectful toward Zui. “Dad, tell me—were they here to negotiate a deal, or to bully her? Married or not, no one has the right to insult her like that, and certainly not both siblings at once. Don’t you think that’s outrageous?”

Yan Zhao frowned. “That is outrageous.”

Qi Yunwei pressed on. “The doctor said Zui’s health was excellent—normally she could conceive within a month. But thanks to Xuan Mingzhu and Xuan Baiquan upsetting her, the doctor now says it might take three. You could’ve been holding your grandchild by spring, but because of them, you’ll have to wait an extra two months. Doesn’t that make your blood boil?”

She gripped his weak spot tightly. The more vividly she spoke, the angrier Yan Zhao grew. He set down his chopsticks, his appetite gone. “They’re truly shameless!” he snapped.

“Exactly! What’s more important than a child? Isn’t making money just so we can spend it on our children? If you sacrifice the child for profit, that’s putting the cart before the horse. That’s why I persuaded Zui to cut ties with Xuanqian

Group. Dad, if you’re angry, take it out on me. Right now Zui’s emotions matter most—every time she gets upset, it just delays the baby even longer.”

Yan Zhao, a seasoned businessman, quickly caught on. Qi Yunwei’s words were really meant to shield Yan Zui, but that also showed how deep their bond ran—close enough to want to give him a grandchild soon.

He glanced at his daughter, usually so proud and unyielding, now quietly allowing Qi Yunwei to feed her bite after bite. It was the first time he’d seen this softer, dependent side of her.

“Yunwei is right. Let’s let this matter go. In the future, if something like this happens, just tell me. Can I really force you to cooperate against your will?”

He stood, waving his hand. “Alright, you two focus on preparing for the baby. These dishes aren’t much, and since Yunwei went through the trouble of making them, you should enjoy them yourselves. I’ll head to the cafeteria.”

Thinking about holding a healthy, beautiful grandchild by next year, Yan Zhao left in high spirits, not a trace of his earlier anger visible.

Qi Yunwei casually fed Yan Zui another spoonful of rice. “Your dad’s pretty easy to coax.”

Swallowing, Yan Zui asked, “You just told him I need three months to prepare for pregnancy. Where exactly am I supposed to find a baby in three months?”

Qi Yunwei: “…”