I Heard I’m a Scummy Alpha? [Transmigration] - Chapter 84

Since there was no problem physically, then it had to be psychological.

Liang Kejue said, “If you’re too anxious to have a child, the psychological pressure might actually affect conception. It’s better to relax—good news might come sooner than you expect.”

Yan Zhao frowned. “Other families have children without all these complications. Why is it such a problem for you two?”

Liang Kejue replied, “Uncle, I’ve seen too many cases to say this lightly. Many Alpha–Omega couples struggle with conception due to psychological stress. But it’s not a serious issue. As long as they relax, stop fixating on having a baby, they might receive a happy surprise one day.”

He Ran added, “Xiao Liang, pressure is invisible and intangible. Why don’t you prescribe them some medicine?”

Liang Kejue shook her head gently. “Auntie, all medicine carries side effects. The only way to ease this kind of stress is through self-adjustment or seeing a psychologist.”

“A psychologist? Xiao Liang, do you know a reliable one you can recommend to them?” Yan Zhao asked.

Liang Kejue glanced at Yan Zui, adjusted her glasses, and said, “If Auntie and Uncle trust me, you can have Yan Zui come to me. When I did my master’s, I earned a double degree—one of them was in psychology.”

Qi Yunwei thought to herself: So this was what Liang Kejue had been waiting to say.

He Yunqing looked at her cousin’s face—cold, yet several times more beautiful than his own—and clenched his fist. “Ah Jue, why didn’t you ever tell me you studied psychology?”

Liang Kejue turned back to smile at him. “Because you’re cheerful and carefree, Xiao Qing. You don’t need that part of me.”

He Yunqing begrudgingly accepted the explanation.

Liang Kejue even showed Yan Zhao a photo of her degree certificate. Yan Zhao, satisfied, patted her shoulder. “You’re quite impressive.”

“Yan Zui, in the future, seek Xiao Liang out for a few counseling sessions,” he added, then asked Liang Kejue, “How often should she go?”

Liang Kejue’s fingertips trembled slightly. She adjusted her glasses again and answered, “At first, once a week. Later, depending on her condition, once a month.”

He Ran smiled. “Xiao Liang, you’ve helped us so much. In the future, if you encounter any difficulties at work, your uncle will help.”

Liang Kejue smiled politely. “Thank you, Auntie, Uncle.”

Yan Zhao waved them off. “We elders will stay here and chat. You youngsters should go out, especially Xiao Qing and Xiao Liang—you’ve been away from the country for so long. Yunwei and Yan Zui, take them around.”

The four of them took the family car into the city center.

It was a holiday, so the commercial district was packed. They strolled through a mall, but it was too crowded to try on clothes, so they just window-shopped. Near noon, they randomly chose a restaurant for lunch.

He Yunqing excused himself to the restroom. After a while, Qi Yunwei also stood, ruffling Yan Zui’s soft hair before leaving.

A deliberate show of affection—directed at Liang Kejue.

Once Qi Yunwei was gone, only Yan Zui and Liang Kejue remained at the table. Liang Kejue’s gaze inevitably fell on Yan Zui’s face.

“Counseling requires a quiet environment,” Liang Kejue said. “I plan to open a private clinic now that I’m back, but I haven’t found the right location yet. So for now, I can’t provide a proper setting. Yan Zui, do you have any recommendations?” Behind the lenses, her eyes lingered greedily.

Yan Zui turned her head toward the window, her tone polite but cold. “I’m sorry, but don’t mind what my parents said. I have no psychological problems and don’t intend to undergo counseling.”

Liang Kejue clearly hadn’t expected such blunt rejection. She paused, then softened her voice: “Aunt and uncle are simply eager for grandchildren. As the younger generation, we should think of ways to repay their love and effort. If you refuse, they’ll only be hurt. And when your dad asks me about it later, I won’t know how to answer.”

Every word sounded as though she had Yan Zui’s best interests at heart.

But Yan Zui wasn’t buying it.

Her expression remained icy. “I’ll talk to Xiao Qing. The two of you don’t need to tell my parents—or Xiao Qing’s parents, for that matter.”

Liang Kejue sighed helplessly. “The way you put it makes me think you don’t even want children.”

Her glasses flashed, and she lowered her gaze. Or perhaps, she doesn’t want Qi Yunwei’s children at all.

She had heard fragments from both He Yunqing and Yan Zui’s parents: her cousin had originally been against marriage, but after being unexpectedly marked by an Alpha, she had no choice but to wed her. He Yunqing had even said his cousin was pitiful—that her Alpha was nothing but a useless, unmotivated good-for-nothing.

From this, Liang Kejue concluded that Yan Zui and Qi Yunwei were only in a marriage of convenience.

And now, after meeting Yan Zui’s parents—so desperate for a grandchild—she was even more certain.

Outsiders saw Yan Zui and Qi Yunwei acting affectionate, but it was all just for show. Qi Yunwei was merely a convenient cover to fend off their parents’ pressure.

Yan Zui, calm and unflustered, replied coolly, “We just want to let things happen naturally.”

Liang Kejue inwardly marveled. As He Yunqing had said, Yan Zui was indeed beautiful, aloof, composed—resilient to her core.

This, this is the kind of Omega I like.

He Yunqing often teased her, asking if she’d change her heart if she ever met his cousin, who was said to be even more beautiful. At the time, Liang Kejue swore up and down that he was the most beautiful person in her heart—that she would never stray.

But she had broken her word.

She never imagined Yan Zui would be this stunning. From the first glance, she had nearly lost control of her pheromones. One thought had consumed her mind—to have her, at all costs.

Of course, seducing an Omega already bound to an Alpha didn’t really require “all costs.”

Raised overseas, Liang Kejue had weak notions of morality. She saw nothing wrong with the thought.

She fretted over Yan Zui’s coldness even as she thrilled at her untouchable distance.

Who wouldn’t crave the triumph of plucking a flower from a cliff—of conquering the unattainable?

Meanwhile, Qi Yunwei was in no rush toward the restroom. Halfway there, she “happened” to bump into He Yunqing returning.

“Yunqing,” she called out. “Can we talk?”

He Yunqing froze for a moment, then nodded.

They went to a quiet balcony. He Yunqing asked, “What did you want to say?”

Qi Yunwei looked at the bare branches swaying in the cold wind outside. “It’s obvious—you love Liang Kejue very much.”

He Yunqing blinked, confused. “Of course I do. She’s about to be engaged to me. We’re going to marry. Naturally, I love her.”

“But does she love you back?” Qi Yunwei pressed.

“She does,” He Yunqing insisted. “She went through so much to win me over. She even got hurt once saving me. How could she not love me?”

Qi Yunwei’s lips curved faintly. “That was before she met Yan Zui.”

He Yunqing’s expression hardened instantly, wary. “What are you trying to say? Are you trying to sow discord between us? Between me and Ah Jue?”

Qi Yunwei chuckled softly. “You know I’m not trying to stir up trouble. But it’s the truth, isn’t it? You’ve noticed it too—her strange behavior around Yan Zui.”

He Yunqing’s face went pale. Was Liang Kejue really that obvious? He had thought it was just his imagination.

“What do you want?” he asked stiffly.

“I want you to keep Liang Kejue away from Yan Zui,” Qi Yunwei said plainly. “I’m very satisfied with my marriage. I don’t want it destroyed by someone barging in. Yunqing, marriage needs to be guarded—but so does love. Isn’t it better if Liang Kejue loves only you? You’re smart. You know what you have to do.”

He Yunqing’s mood flickered uneasily. He hadn’t realized love could be so fragile—that with just one meeting, Liang Kejue could so easily lose control. She hadn’t even noticed Yan Zui skipped breakfast that morning, yet she did—and even volunteered to offer her counseling.

When Liang Kejue had pursued him, she had ignored all other Omegas. Her eyes had been full of only him, and he had been proud of that. But today, he had seen clearly—her hands were trembling with excitement when she looked at Yan Zui.

Outwardly cheerful and generous, inwardly He Yunqing couldn’t bear to face reality. He kept telling himself he must be mistaken. Yet Qi Yunwei had ripped the illusion apart without mercy.

Having said her piece, Qi Yunwei left him standing there. He Yunqing took a deep breath, composed his expression, and returned to the table.

From afar, he saw Qi Yunwei sitting close beside Yan Zui, her arm draped possessively across the back of her chair, looking as though she held her in an embrace. Opposite them, Liang Kejue sat alone, staring down at her hands.

He Yunqing forced a smile as he sat. “Sorry, I got distracted by the big fish tank on the way back. Stood there watching for a while.”

Liang Kejue finally looked up, softening at his voice. “I ordered your favorite avocado salad while you were gone. Do you want anything else?”

He Yunqing gave her a playful glare. “It’s a holiday. Who eats just salad?” He waved down the waiter and ordered fried shrimp.

Liang Kejue laughed. “That’s my fault. I always remember you eating avocado salad, so I ordered it instinctively. I didn’t think it through.”

Normally, He Yunqing would have smoothed things over for her. But today, he couldn’t force a smile.

He usually ate avocado salad only to keep his figure—he actually hated eating greens, always craving meat. But since Liang Kejue liked slimmer figures, he’d forced himself to diet.

When his silence lingered, Liang Kejue herself grew displeased. She couldn’t understand why the usually considerate He Yunqing was suddenly being difficult.

Still, she had no plans to break up with him—not yet. She still needed him to get closer to Yan Zui.

So she let it go “magnanimously” and instead said gently, “Xiao Qing, could you persuade Yan Zui? She just told me she doesn’t want counseling. If Auntie and Uncle find out, they’ll definitely be upset.”

He Yunqing immediately retorted, “If you don’t tell and I don’t tell, how would they ever know?”

Liang Kejue frowned, disapproving. “Xiao Qing, this concerns Yan Zui’s mental health. How can we hide it from her elders?”

“My cousin’s perfectly fine,” He Yunqing shot back. “She’s the strongest person I know. If anyone has problems, it’s not her. Honestly, today at Uncle’s house was just a casual check-up. My uncle and aunt worry too much—they want to control even when she gets pregnant.”

Then he naturally shifted the subject: “Ah Jue, you need to promise me. We’ll only have children after marriage—when I want them.”

Liang Kejue’s gaze darkened as it flicked toward Qi Yunwei, who was watching the whole exchange with a mocking smile. Clearly, Qi Yunwei had said something to He Yunqing when they were gone.

She forced a smile back to He Yunqing. “Of course. Whenever you want children, that’s when we’ll have them.”

Qi Yunwei suddenly spoke up, her tone lazy but sharp: “Sister Liang, put yourself in someone else’s shoes. Shouldn’t Yan Zui also get to decide when she wants children? Imagine this—after you and Yunqing get married, his parents stare at his stomach every day, asking if he’s pregnant yet. If he isn’t, they start wondering if it’s your problem, questioning your body or your ability. Wouldn’t that be unbearable? So why force Yan Zui into the same situation?”

At that, Yan Zui’s cold face softened into the faintest smile. Liang Kejue’s heart skipped a beat.

Qi Yunwei really was dangerously persuasive.

She had thought that someone like Yan Zui—such a brilliant Omega—would never fall for a useless Alpha like Qi Yunwei. Yet here she was, seemingly charmed by her.

Clearly, Yan Zui wasn’t as flawless as she imagined. She wasn’t even worth cherishing.