I Topped the Aloof Omega in a Scummy Alpha Novel - Chapter 22

The plot strangely returns to the “original position.”

“Alarm! The base has been forcibly entered.”

A message popped up on Bian Yunchen’s new phone.

Bian Yunchen glanced at it, put down her lipstick, and the expression of the person in the mirror became serious.

She had put on light makeup today and had arranged for people to meet them at the port. After so many quiet days on Fengxia Island, she had to take Xuan Yuchi back.

The batch of experts she raised all had key cards for the base, but a warning would only be sent when that specific room was broken into.

Bian Yunchen put on a thin shirt and flat shoes. At the door, she turned back to the room, retrieved the miniature syringe from the bedside table, and walked quickly towards the base.

Inside the room, there was only one reddish-brown solid wood bookcase. The shelves seemed to be organized by the type of objects they held.

Xuan Yuchi casually picked up a “book” and opened it. To her surprise, it was a photo of her and Yunchen.

This one was taken at Yunchen’s high school coming-of-age ceremony. Xuan Yuchi had a monthly exam that day, and she knew that on occasions like this, other children had family with them, while Yunchen’s family was likely too busy.

To prevent Yunchen from looking lonely, Xuan Yuchi skipped her monthly exam and went to the playground to find Yunchen. But her mother was actually accompanying Yunshen!

Now Xuan Yuchi was in a dilemma. If she went back to take the exam, she had no interest in it anymore, so she hid in the abandoned teaching building.

A moment later, Yunchen arrived, her face stern, as if she had guessed that Xuan Yuchi had skipped the exam.

Xuan Yuchi immediately went up and linked arms with her: “Wasn’t I just worried you’d be alone?”

Bian Yunchen fed her a piece of chocolate: “Aunt Huo said you had a quarrel with your family yesterday and didn’t go to pick up the meal they sent?”

Xuan Yuchi: “Ah, why would my mother tell you even about such a small thing?”

Bian Yunchen said helplessly: “Who was it who used to say she’d starve to death if she missed a single meal?”

The chocolate was sweet in her mouth. Xuan Yuchi nodded, smiling sweetly, and leaned on Yunchen’s shoulder: “It was me, it was me. Sister Bian, you look so beautiful today, a different kind of beautiful than before. I want to take a photo with you!”

Flipping past this group photo, the next page, and the page after, all the way to the last page, were mostly individual photos of Xuan Yuchi during her high school years.

Xuan Yuchi put this one down and picked up the one on the left. It also started with a photo of them—this time from middle school.

There was also one from elementary school and one from college.

Looking at those pictures, she only then remembered that she had been to those places and eaten those foods with Yunchen.

In Yunchen’s camera lens, she looked a little silly, even though Xuan Yuchi had been praised for being clever since childhood.

Some photos were clearly taken secretly, such as one of Xuan Yuchi during her university military training.

And it was taken with a drone. Yunchen had accurately captured Xuan Yuchi slacking off and dozing in a sea of square formations.

Xuan Yuchi arranged them in chronological order and put them back on the shelf.

Undoubtedly, this was Yunchen’s territory. As for why Yunchen would have a basement on Fengxia Island, Xuan Yuchi figured she had her reasons.

Xuan Yuchi then looked at the bottom row and took out a sandalwood storage box. Opening the first layer, a bracelet made of paper stars was contained in a transparent moisture-proof bag.

How old were they in the first year they knew each other? She couldn’t remember herself. Anyway, when she was very young, she first encountered this thing, excitedly folded many stars, strung them into a bracelet, and gave it to Yunchen, saying it was her Mid-Autumn Festival gift.

Some embarrassing memories exploded in Xuan Yuchi’s mind.

At the urging of an evil relative, when she gave Yunchen the gift, she even called her “wife.”

Little Chi Chi didn’t understand the meaning of “wife,” she just thought it was fun to call her that, causing Yunchen, who was two years older than her, to blush profusely.

Yunchen’s mother was displeased when she heard this, sternly telling her not to use the term carelessly, and then rebuked the relative: “The child doesn’t understand, why are you teaching her nonsense? Is this the discipline of your Xuan family?”

Oh, she remembered, that relative was her rarely-seen aunt, Xuan Weiming.

Little Chi Chi then asked Xuan Weiming: “What is a wife?”

Xuan Weiming replied: “A wife is someone who sleeps with you every day.”

Yunchen’s mother’s face turned green upon hearing this, and she pulled her daughter, intending to leave.

Little Chi Chi clapped her hands and jumped in front of Yunchen. Great, she liked Sister Bian, Sister Bian smelled nice, and she wanted to sleep with Sister Bian.

“Sister Bian, will you be my wife from now on, okay?”

She forcefully shoved the bracelet, which Yunchen had politely refused, back into her hand. When Yunchen wouldn’t take it, she knelt down and hugged Yunchen’s thigh, preventing her from leaving.

Finally, Yunchen’s mother said the bracelet was tacky, threw it into the trash can right in front of Xuan Yuchi, and Xuan Yuchi cried heartbrokenly. Huo Tian was also unhappy and quickly took Xuan Yuchi home.

Staring at the bracelet, Xuan Yuchi was extremely shocked that Yunchen had picked it up. This was something that had been thrown into the trash can, and Sister Bian, a person with such a strong obsession with cleanliness…

Xuan Yuchi opened the other layers of the storage box. They contained everything she had given Yunchen on various holidays, whether cheap or expensive, all meticulously preserved.

Xuan Yuchi suspected Yunchen had a collecting obsession.

The last one she opened was a notebook with a combination lock. Xuan Yuchi tried her birthday, and it opened instantly.

The elevator kept descending. When it was nearly at the negative first floor, the lights above flickered, making Bian Yunchen’s face alternately bright and dark. Only her deep-set eyes remained unusually gloomy.

A long time ago, Fengxia Island did not belong to the Bian family. Her mother thought highly of the island’s development and came to inspect it, bringing her wife and daughter along for a vacation.

Her mother and Mama went sunbathing. Bian Yunchen had finished her homework for the day and planned to go to the gym on the top floor to run. Before she could press the button, the elevator doors closed and began to descend.

The button for the negative first floor was normally unpressable. The hotel staff told her mother that the negative first floor was just a place for miscellaneous storage.

It wasn’t until Bian Yunchen entered there that she discovered that woman…

Later, her mother acquired the hotel and built a new warehouse next to it, and the negative first floor was left idle.

Bian Yunchen used some tactics to get the former manager to hand over the magnetic card for the negative first floor to her. Even her mother didn’t know that beyond the place where that woman was imprisoned, one could go further inside.

Over time, she had hidden many secrets in there.

“April 27, Sunny. Another year has passed. I still haven’t found any trace of her. Today is her birthday. Where is she celebrating it, and with whom? Has she forgotten about me? In previous years, I was by her side at this time. Is her birthday wish to never come back?”

Seeing this, Xuan Yuchi’s heart felt sore. Those five years felt unreal to her; it was as if she had suddenly fainted and then suddenly woken up.

She never considered how long five years must have felt for Yunchen.

Wiping her tears, Xuan Yuchi held the diary and continued to read: “April 29, Light Rain. I won my first Best Leading Actress award abroad. Amy said I will be an international superstar known all over the world. Will she see it? Liar. She also said she would help me win this award. Liar.”

Xuan Yuchi felt guilty and was about to close the diary when she accidentally glimpsed a few words: “lock,” “whip,” “beat.”

Um…?

“May 2, Strong Wind. Still no news from her. I refused all interviews. It’s completely useless. Even if she turned on her phone and TV, and saw me everywhere, she still wouldn’t come back.”

The handwriting on the paper became increasingly heavy and illegible, with even tearing marks.

“Xuan Yuchi, I hate you. You better not let me find you. Otherwise, I will definitely torture you to death, lock you up, and beat you with a whip every day until you can never run away again.”

Xuan Yuchi gasped, carefully confirming that this was Yunchen’s handwriting, even if it got messier towards the end.

She quickly scanned the rest of the contents, and the hairs on the back of her neck stood up.

Starting from the entry about wanting to “whip” her, the diary’s style became increasingly dark and maniacal. Xuan Yuchi couldn’t imagine that her Sister Bian had such a crazy side.

The last diary entry was written the day before Xuan Yuchi returned from Yuebei.

Xuan Yuchi carefully put the diary back. Turning around, she was scared out of her wits.

Bian Yunchen was silently standing behind her, her stern face terribly dark, as if the “Bian Yunchen” from the diary had stepped out.

Xuan Yuchi held her hands to her chest, still shaken, her eyes wide as ping-pong balls. She stammered out, “What a coincidence, Sister Bian.”

That diary had shocked her so much that whenever she saw Bian Yunshen’s face, she couldn’t help but think of the contents inside, and her body felt strangely warm.

“You saw everything?” Bian Yunchen stood with her arms at her sides, the syringe gripped in her sleeve, her tone calm.

Xuan Yuchi nodded with difficulty, afraid to look her directly in the eye, and nervously said, “Sister Bian, let me take you to see a doctor.”

Bian Yunchen “Mmm’d” and offered her a faint smile: “Alright, Ah.”

Xuan Yuchi sighed in relief and held out her hands, wanting to give Yunchen a hug: “You’ve suffered all these years.”

Bian Yunchen wrapped her arm around Xuan Yuchi’s waist, embraced her intimately, and whispered in her ear: “Then you compensate me?”

Before Xuan Yuchi could ask what compensation Yunchen wanted, she felt a sharp pain in her neck. She instinctively reached up to feel it—it was a syringe… Her vision went black, and she fainted.

Bian Yunchen thought this secret would never be known to anyone else. Even she herself had almost forgotten that she had such a dirty and maniacal side.

In an instant, she suddenly felt that those dark thoughts might be her true feelings.

A news broadcast reported: “Fengxia Island will be permanently closed to the public…”

In the apartment, Huo Xiaoli put down her glass of brandy and called Xuan Weiming: “It’s been so long, and I can’t contact her. Did something happen to Xuan Yuchi?”

In recent days, many Omegas have been protesting in the streets, hoping that the Conservative Party will amend the marriage law to make it easier for ordinary Omegas to divorce. Although Xuan Weiming was not on the front lines, she was secretly tampering with the tear gas and high-pressure water cannons used by the Conservative Party to “maintain order.”

Xuan Weiming impatiently said: “What could possibly happen to her? If you’re bored, come and help me.”

Huo Xiaoli scoffed and hung up the phone.

She worked for Xuan Weiming, but she wasn’t as loyal to the opposition party as Xuan Weiming was.

Huo Xiaoli put on her sunglasses and went to the pier. She wanted to see what Xuan Yuchi and Bian Yunchen were up to.

Fengxia Island was not the only small island accessible from the pier. Although Fengxia Island was closed, ships and yachts still sailed out. Huo Xiaoli walked up to a yacht and asked the person in charge: “I’ll give you this much money, how about you take me to Fengxia Island?”

The person in charge waved his hand: “I have a conscience. I’ll tell you, even if I take you there, you won’t be able to land. I just went yesterday. The island is guarded on all sides.”

Huo Xiaoli found this odd. She turned her head and saw someone—Jessica.

She drove a Mercedes-Benz, opened the car door for the heavily veiled woman beside her, and then returned to the driver’s seat.

Who else could command such service from Jessica besides the Bian family head?

Huo Xiaoli got on her motorcycle and followed.

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