I Topped the Aloof Omega in a Scummy Alpha Novel - Chapter 19

“Do you think I still need it?”

Xuan Yuchi felt like she had walked into a diamond ring museum. Each diamond ring was displayed in its own specialized glass case, as if what was before her was not a commodity, but a work of art.

Her family was in business, so of course, she understood this was a marketing tactic.

Ring after ring slid past her, and the store clerk followed her closely, waiting for the moment she would stop to introduce Xuan Yuchi to the value behind the ring.

However, Xuan Yuchi turned and walked away, leaving behind the cold brilliance of the diamonds.

She returned to Pingjia Villa, where guests had unexpectedly arrived—a middle-aged woman sitting in the living room with Xuan Ling.

The woman was stunned for a moment when she saw Xuan Yuchi, then smiled and said, “This must be Yuchi.”

Xuan Ling nodded. “Yuchi, this is your Aunt Yan Xu.”

Xuan Yuchi greeted Yan Xu, then said to Xuan Ling, “Mother, I need to discuss something urgent with you.”

City Center, Marriage Registration Office

The Marriage Registration Office was originally called the Civil Affairs Bureau. It had a total of fifteen counters: nine for marriage registration and six for divorce registration.

Since the Conservative Party unexpectedly retained power five years ago, the number of marriages nationwide surged, and the divorce rate plummeted. Five divorce registration counters were converted into marriage registration counters, and the Civil Affairs Bureau was renamed the Marriage Registration Office.

However, the divorce registration counters have been extremely popular these past few days. To pay tribute to their goddess and idol, many Omegas bravely filed for divorce.

In this era, Omegas who can easily get a divorce generally come from an upper-middle-class background, such as Shi Yan, who was standing in the middle of a queue stretching dozens of meters.

Yu Ming arrived with a large pile of property ownership certificates and a folding stool. She quickly found her daughter in the long line, walked over, and wiped a bead of sweat from her forehead.

“Mom, why did you take so long?” Shi Yan’s back ached from standing.

Yu Ming unfolded the stool and motioned for her daughter to sit down.

“I thought it was at the office in your district.”

Shi Yan: “It can’t be done there. Only the city center office can handle it these days.”

Yu Ming glanced at the front of the line and grew anxious upon seeing how slowly the staff were working.

They had to hurry!

Xuan Ling uprooted the potted plant on the bay window, dug out the red velvet box buried in the soil, and brushed off the dust.

She did not rush to hand it to Xuan Yuchi but said solemnly, “Xiao Chi, all Mother wants now is for you to be safe. Your mom felt the same way.”

Xuan Yuchi took the box from Xuan Ling’s hand and opened it with a “click.” A glittering diamond ring appeared before her eyes. It was a purple sapphire surrounded by a circle of diamonds—her mother’s dowry and the piece of jewelry her mother cherished most.

“Mother.” Xuan Yuchi looked at Xuan Ling, remembering what Aunt Ming had said. She paused, then gave a bright smile. “I’ll be fine.”

Just before Jessica returned home from BALI, she checked with the domestic airlines one by one to confirm that Xuan Yuchi had not returned.

She exasperatedly dialed Bian Yunchen’s number: “Head of the family, Xuan Yuchi is still hiding.”

Bian Yunchen: “Has the item been delivered?”

Jessica acknowledged with a brief “hmm.”

Bian Yunchen hung up and entered the private room. At the invitation of several council members, she took the seat of honor.

Only minor figures were present today—people in charge of cultural development. They were very fond of Bian Yunchen, this junior, and wanted to recruit her for a world-shattering major project.

Bian Yunchen was noncommittal, constantly offering toasts of hard liquor. After several rounds, she had drunk everyone at the table under the covers and called someone to send them away.

Amy came to pick her up. Seeing her look normal, she breathed a partial sigh of relief.

The entire company had been tense recently. Messages had come through various channels indicating that the higher-ups were somewhat dissatisfied with Bian Yunchen, suggesting she was using her influence to antagonize the government.

Amy responded to them that Yunchen certainly had no such intention; divorce was a private matter, and it was inevitable that fans would follow suit.

Once in the car, Amy asked Yunchen what she planned to do next.

Yunchen’s momentum today was partly due to the push from the Conservative Party. Even Amy knew that Yunchen had probably severed ties with the Conservative Party this time.

Bian Yunchen leaned against the car window, eyes half-closed, her expression detached: “I think I’ll take a vacation.”

Amy agreed: “You do need to stay out of the spotlight. The nail that sticks out gets hammered.”

The phone rang. Bian Yunchen picked it up. Amy also glanced at it and saw that Yunchen didn’t answer. She was curious: “Is it really because of her?”

Yunchen’s attitude towards this person was quite strange. If she truly had feelings, why would she brazenly bring her into the company?

In the years she had been her manager, she had never seen Yunchen act so self-willed.

Bian Yunchen smiled, then turned off her phone directly.

“Yes.”

Amy slammed on the brakes, her eyes wide with shock.

Bian Yunchen slowly tidied the hair that had fallen forward: “Slow down.”

“You haven’t told anyone else, have you?” Amy’s eyes were huge.

Oh, my goodness, she had a premonition of something terrible.

“No,” Bian Yunchen said.

Amy: “Then, what about the two of you now…?”

Bian Yunchen: “We’ve broken up now.”

The rollercoaster in Amy’s heart finally leveled out: “That’s good. I’ll ask HR to fire her tomorrow.”

Xuan Yuchi arrived at the restaurant too late.

Xuan Weiming told her to ask the front desk, and the front desk said the people had already finished eating.

Xuan Weiming was surprised: “They ate that fast?”

Xuan Yuchi: “Aunt Ming, where can I find her now? She’s not answering my phone.”

Xuan Weiming sounded a little impatient: “What’s going on, Xiao Chi? Is she really going to abandon you?”

Amidst countless rumors, Xuan Weiming still believed that Bian Yunchen’s rapid divorce was partly thanks to her niece, Xuan Yuchi.

That’s why she revealed her identity to Xuan Yuchi.

Xuan Weiming’s superior did not trust Bian Yunchen. She wanted Xuan Yuchi to marry Bian Yunchen to help them monitor her.

Xuan Weiming held back, not directly telling Xuan Yuchi the true goal.

She told Xuan Yuchi: “The Bai family won’t let Bian Yunchen go easily. If you marry her, your aunt can rightfully arrange people to protect her.”

Xuan Yuchi stared at her black screen phone, feeling an uncharacteristic sense of guilt and self-reproach.

How busy must Sister Bian be? How many things must she be handling that she can’t even answer the phone?

She really shouldn’t have run away.

Xuan Weiming: “Forget it. If not today, then tomorrow. Just get this done as soon as possible.”

Xuan Yuchi couldn’t wait any longer. She had to see Yunchen today.

Xuan Yuchi: [666, I want to know Sister Bian’s location.]

System: [Now drawing a prize for you. Please complete the action command…]

Xuan Yuchi asked the waiter for two bottles of beer and drank them in one go. She drank too quickly and had to rush to the restroom to throw up.

System: [Congratulations! You have obtained ‘Skill Borrowing’—Top Hacker.]

Xuan Yuchi rinsed her mouth, dried her face, picked up her phone, performed a series of operations, and ran to the roadside to hail a taxi. She told the driver to follow her instructions, offering double the fare.

The taxi stopped at a port. The red dot on Xuan Yuchi’s phone was still moving; it had already reached the sea.

Xuan Yuchi chartered a yacht and tried hard to catch up with the moving red dot.

Marriage Registration Office

After waiting for most of the day, there were only two people left in front of Shi Yan.

Yu Ming looked at her watch, her face anxious. The work efficiency was too slow, and they were about to close for the day.

She walked up to the person in front of Shi Yan and asked, “Dear, are you in a hurry? How about letting my daughter go first? I’ll give you a hundred thousand yuan.”

The woman firmly refused, angrily exposing the scars on her wrist: “I’ve been waiting for this day for five years.”

She came alone because her scumbag Alpha wife had filed for divorce long ago. She didn’t know what she was thinking back then, being beaten and still not getting a divorce.

Yu Ming sighed, then walked all the way to the front, urging the staff to hurry up.

The staff member: “What’s the rush? Plenty of people divorce and then remarry.”

Yu Ming rolled her eyes at her.

Half the setting sun was hidden behind the mountain, and a bird call occasionally echoed in the sky.

“Miss, the island is about to close. Are you sure you want to go up?” the boatman asked Xuan Yuchi.

‘Closing the island’ meant that no boats or yachts would travel between the island and the mainland after 7 p.m. every day.

To stay on the island, one could only reside in the island’s sky-high-priced hotels; setting up a tent was not allowed.

“Yes,” Xuan Yuchi said, taking off her life jacket and stepping onto the island.

Entering the island’s park required a ticket. Xuan Yuchi stood in front of the self-service ticket machine, passed the iris recognition technology and security check, bought the ticket, and continued moving toward the red dot.

Ding-dong.

Bian Yunchen received a message and picked up the phone on the table.

The technician giving the presentation paused. There were several sets of human data on the large screen.

This was the latest analysis result. Sample X’s pheromones had experienced a change in the past five years, indicating that their nervous system had also changed.

The overall conclusion was that this was a non-DID personality change, which could also be understood as the brain being controlled by a parasite.

Sample B was largely similar to Sample X, but there were still some unmonitored data.

Bian Yunchen put down her phone and pondered for a long time.

The expert said that this discovery was too astonishing; with the current level of technology, they could only glimpse a tiny fraction of it, let alone attempt treatment.

“What if the pheromones are removed?” Bian Yunchen asked.

The technician: “Pheromones are only the variable we can currently observe, but… we can try.”

Xuan Yuchi stood at the entrance of the V. Hotel. The red dot on her phone overlapped with her location—this was the limit of the positioning. As for which room Bian Yunchen was in, she would have to shamelessly knock on doors one by one.

Xuan Yuchi booked a room, blended into the hotel, and the elevator came up from the basement floor. The moment the doors opened seemed to last an eternity.

Bian Yunchen was standing right in front of her, emotionless, like a Guanyin statue veiled in gauze.

Xuan Yuchi pursed her lips and, accompanied by the thump-thump-thump of her heartbeat, walked to her side without pressing a floor button.

The air in the elevator was deathly silent until it reached its destination.

Bian Yunchen was the first to leave the elevator. Xuan Yuchi followed her like a little tail.

The moment Bian Yunchen opened her door, Xuan Yuchi grabbed the corner of her shirt, her other hand reaching into her bag for the ring box: “Bian…”

“You don’t need to say anything.” Bian Yunchen turned to look at her, her cold eyes looking at a stranger.

Xuan Yuchi opened her mouth, unable to say another word for the first time.

“You only run away, don’t you?” Bian Yunchen sneered, then turned and closed the door.

Xuan Yuchi stood outside the door like a scolded child for half an hour, her expression wooden.

System: [Host, Host?]

Two tears pattered onto the hotel carpet. Xuan Yuchi’s lips subtly trembled.

The System was completely oblivious.

System: [Host, are you crying?]

Xuan Yuchi was stunned. She dabbed her index finger at the corner of her eye, only then realizing she was crying.

It seemed the feeling of sadness had bypassed her brain, directly expressing itself through her body.

She was so slow to realize, immersed in grief, crying like a sad frog outside Bian Yunchen’s door.

Bian Yunchen leaned against the door, heard Xuan Yuchi sobbing, and couldn’t help but let out a light laugh.

A few minutes later, she composed herself, opened the door, and let Xuan Yuchi in.

“You’re too noisy, don’t you know that?” She said with a cold face, closing the door.

Xuan Yuchi sniffled, pouting: “I’m sad.”

“Stop crying.” Bian Yunchen walked inside. “Go wash your face.”

Xuan Yuchi went into the restroom to wash and dry her face. She carefully walked up to Yunchen: “Are you still mad, then?”

Bian Yunchen stared at her intently, her tone serious: “Since you ran away, why come back?”

Xuan Yuchi clasped her left hand with her right, lowering her head, unable to speak.

Looking at her like this, Bian Yunchen suddenly felt irritated: “Speak.”

Xuan Yuchi thought that since she was dead either way, she might as well be bold. She pulled the box from her bag and opened it toward Yunchen.

Bian Yunchen recognized the ring.

On her deathbed, Xuan Yuchi’s mother once held Bian Yunchen’s and Xuan Yuchi’s hands and said, “A’Chen, I’ll have to rely on you for Xiao Chi from now on.”

She was a gentle and vibrant woman. More than Bian Yunchen’s biological mother, she was like a mother to Bian Yunchen.

Huo Tian would also prepare a gift for Bian Yunchen on Children’s Day, would secretly take Bian Yunchen along when she took Xuan Yuchi on vacation, and would attend school-held coming-of-age ceremonies as Bian Yunchen’s elder…

When she was little, Bian Yunchen often liked to stare at the ring on Huo Tian’s hand. Its purple glow made Bian Yunchen feel serene.

Xuan Yuchi took off the ring, placed it in her palm, and said anxiously, “If you’re willing, I won’t run away anymore. No matter what happens, we’ll face it together.”

Bian Yunchen reached out and touched the ring. She met Xuan Yuchi’s eyes, and a hint of sarcasm gradually seeped into her gaze.

“Are you swearing on it?”

Xuan Yuchi nodded.

Bian Yunchen walked to the clothes rack, took out the silver ring she had once used to propose to Xuan Yuchi from her bag, and put it on her own finger.

She laughed cuttingly, her words tearing into Xuan Yuchi’s heart: “Do you think I still need it?”

“Neither your ring nor you.”

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