I Transmigrated into a Scummy Alpha and Stole the Heroine from Her Tragic Romance - Chapter 44.2

Businessmen like Yu Litian always think ahead. His rage wasn’t just about betrayal. He believed Zhou Qianjin had seduced him from the beginning, scheming to steal his wealth and trick him into raising another man’s child—who now had the audacity to turn on him.

His anger clouded all reason. But when Sister Peirong arrived, looking concerned and just slightly red around the eyes, something in him softened. For the first time in over twenty years, Yu Litian felt a flicker of fatherly affection.

The original body had never experienced such gentle looks from him. Ironically, it only happened now—when Sister Peirong came to “fulfill her filial duty” while he was stuck in a hospital bed.

Yu Litian, of course, didn’t pour his heart out. He still had his pride.

Sister Peirong didn’t take the chance to steal the family fortune either. Instead, she actually defended Yu Shang a little.

“Even if Ah Shang isn’t always sensible, he’s treated you like a real father all these years,” she said, raising her voice so he could hear over the IV drip. “And no one knows who his biological father even is yet. Blood ties can’t erase the bond of raising someone. He probably just reacted badly because of the shock.”

Lying there alone, Yu Litian felt even more miserable. And now this, her words pouring fuel on the fire already burning in his chest.

Sister Peirong’s performance was flawless. She looked and sounded every bit like a worried, dutiful daughter.

Before Yu Litian could respond, she continued with another well-placed strike.

“I was upset with him too, you know. But he’s managed the company well these past few years. He handles resources better than I ever could. Maybe once he calms down, you could let him assist me? It’d be a way to make things right.”

Each word struck like a dagger. Yu Litian almost coughed up blood.

What she said might have seemed reasonable before. But now, it all sounded like a coordinated ploy between mother and son to seize his legacy. And his daughter—so naïve and easy to manipulate—might be the perfect pawn.

For the first time, Yu Litian felt a flicker of guilt toward her. But not enough to do anything about it.

Because another thought quickly took over.

He still had time. Alphas could father children late into life. All he needed was another Omega. One he could monitor closely. One who would definitely carry his bloodline.

With that idea, any guilt toward Sister Peirong evaporated. He brushed her off with a few vague words and asked the nurse to send her out.

Outside, the butler was waiting with a worried expression. When Sister Peirong emerged, he looked at her hopefully.

He had served Yu Litian for years and was considered part of the family. Before he could ask anything, Sister Peirong sighed. The butler immediately leaned in.

“It’s nothing really,” she said, eyebrows drawn in concern. “But seeing him like that was hard. Still, he’s come to terms with everything. Once he recovers, I think he plans to remarry.”

The original Sister Peirong had always spoken bluntly, and now this saved her some effort. She noticed the butler’s flickering gaze but pretended not to. Her voice turned firm.

“Honestly, what’s the big deal? All this over an Omega? My father isn’t even that old. He’s only in his forties. He can easily have another child and raise them properly.”

She grabbed her bag and left, leaving the butler standing there, deep in thought.

This butler had an interesting arc. He originally served Yu Litian, but in the novel, after going on a business trip with Yu Shang, he was charmed by his charisma and pledged full loyalty to him.

Yu Shang had also bribed him by helping his son behind the scenes. From then on, the butler was his man.

Now, after hearing Sister Peirong say those things, it was certain he’d report everything.

But what no one expected was just how fast news would travel and how swiftly Zhou Qianjin would retaliate.

Zhou Qianjin was not someone to be taken lightly. You don’t cheat under the nose of a man like Yu Litian without consequences. She had her own ways of fighting back.

When she realized what Yu Litian intended, she flew into a rage. There was no way she would let someone else’s child claim what she believed was hers.

So, she paid someone off and had Yu Litian drugged.

Sister Peirong got the news from her newly promoted assistant-turned-secretary.

“She drugged him?” Sister Peirong was stunned. She hadn’t expected things to go that far.

She always knew Zhou Qianjin was ruthless. But this? This was next level. Apparently, the drug had long-term effects and could permanently damage his ability to function.

“That’s right. For around forty years, his pheromones won’t function properly. Even during his heat, he will only release a minimal amount,” the new secretary said with barely hidden amusement.

“In simple terms, Mr. Yu won’t be able to mark any Omega for the next forty years.”

Alphas usually lived to around one hundred. Yu Litian was fifty now. Even if he somehow managed to find an Omega willing to have a child with him at ninety, that child would still be very young when he passed away a decade later.

Sister Peirong let out a soft laugh.

Serves him right.

It really did feel like fate. She had barely lifted a finger, and Yu Litian had already been knocked down by the very woman he trusted most. Rumor had it that he had a stroke from sheer rage. Now, no one was taking care of him, and even his longtime butler had resigned.

Although technically, cheating could lead to losing everything in a divorce, Zhou Qianjin was not the type to back down easily. She had schemed so much just to get her hands on Yu Litian’s fortune. Now that her efforts were threatened, she was going to make him pay dearly.

Qi Xiyao was trimming a small hangnail when she looked up and asked, “Sister Peirong, aren’t you going to pay him a little sympathy visit?”

After hanging up the call, Sister Peirong dusted her hands off and opened the fridge, pulling out a cold bottle of Sprite. As the soda fizzed and popped, she replied lightly, “Giving warmth in winter only works if you time it right. Right now, it’s too cold. I’m afraid the charcoal might burn him instead.”

A few days later, once she felt rested, she finally visited Yu Litian in the hospital.

He was mentally fragile. Thankfully, he was not too old, or the stroke combined with a potential second one might have killed him. For now, he stubbornly lay on his hospital bed. When he saw Sister Peirong walk in, tears actually fell from his eyes.

Sister Peirong held her breath, eyes slightly red as she took his hand.

“Dad, that woman Zhou Qianjin is truly heartless. I’ve been swamped these last few days and couldn’t make it sooner. I didn’t expect her to move out so suddenly.” She leaned closer and whispered near his ear, “Dad, do you want me to find someone to handle it for you?”

These underhanded tactics were exactly what Yu Litian wanted to hear. He could not say it himself, but he had been planning just that. Now, someone was offering to do it for him. It was like a pillow being handed over just as he started to doze off. At that moment, Sister Peirong became the only person who seemed to understand him.

Since he had no other heirs now, all his hopes were pinned on her.

But Yu Litian was a cunning old fox. He was well aware that he was not in any real danger and still had many years left. He was not about to hand over everything to her. Instead, he gave her just enough benefits to keep her close.

He had heard she planned to launch a new girl group and invested a considerable amount of money into it. He did not ask to be a shareholder or to receive any profits. He simply wanted to show her that he was serious about making amends.

Sister Peirong refused several times, but when she could not push back anymore, he stuffed even more resources into her hands. She wiped at her eyes, genuinely touched.

“Dad, you’re so kind to me. I will make sure to repay your trust.”

Yu Litian asked a few questions about Yu Shang, and in their conversation, Sister Peirong managed to gather quite a bit of useful information. It was clear he now wanted to completely sever ties with Zhou Qianjin and Yu Shang. He planned to deal with Zhou first, and then destroy Yu Shang for good.

That suited Sister Peirong perfectly. She acted as if she were furious and determined to avenge her father, playing the part flawlessly.

Later, when she returned to the underground parking garage, she wiped her nose with a tissue as she walked toward the car, carrying Yu Litian’s so-called vision for revenge.

Qi Xiyao was already waiting by the car.

Sister Peirong had not put on makeup that day, but her features were still clean and lovely. Her hair rested loosely over her shoulders. Though her eyes were still tinged red, the moment she saw Qi Xiyao, a smile tugged at the corners of her lips. It was as if the sadness from earlier had never existed.

Qi Xiyao held up her phone and said softly, “Sister Peirong, a friend gave me two tickets to an art exhibition next week. Would you like to go with me?”

Sister Peirong had a decent eye for art, so she nodded. Once inside the car, she tossed the tissue into the trash bin and asked where they should eat.

Their mood was light and relaxed, unlike the storm brewing on the other side.

That same evening, after they returned from dinner, Sister Peirong went straight to the planning department to push forward her new girl group project.

In the original novel, this group had been utterly ruined by Yishui Entertainment.

Idol group contracts usually lasted a few years. Yu Shang had originally planned to launch a similar project. But before the girls even joined the company officially, he had them sign binding contracts under the company’s name.

Later, when the company collapsed under pressure from Lu Zhiyao, the girls were left stranded. Unable to debut or leave, they ended up terminating their contracts with tears in their eyes and paying hefty fines.

Now, Sister Peirong was pushing the schedule ahead. Girl groups were becoming popular again, and Yishui Entertainment was behind in that space. It was the perfect time to catch up.

The planning department had already prepared a proposal. By the next day, a full public announcement was ready to go.

“Sister Peirong, are you really going through with the new group?” Qi Xiyao asked. She had a few days off and decided to visit. Seeing the documents on Peirong’s desk, she realized the project was ready to launch.

Sister Peirong flipped through the paperwork and replied, “Yu Litian gave me the funding. Of course I’m going to make good use of it.”

Qi Xiyao leaned in close and whispered something. After hearing the number, her eyes widened slightly. She hadn’t expected Yu Litian to be so generous.

Meanwhile, Sister Peirong had not forgotten her promise to return the favor. While managing the new group, she had also started reviewing the USB drive that contained Yu Shang’s crimes, passed to her directly from Yu Litian.

Line by line, she read through the list. Even knowing what kind of man he was, she still felt a chill down her spine.

He had done everything.

He had helped others exploit Omega artists. He had bribed people, used violence, been involved with drugs, and even shielded smugglers. The list was so long and vile, there was no way he could be forgiven.

Yu Shang’s crimes were extensive, and among them was his attempted assault on Qi Xiyao, which had been clearly recorded. There was even video evidence confirming his repeated acts of harassment.

Sister Peirong placed the video in front of Qi Xiyao. Seeing the proof she had never been able to obtain on her own, Qi Xiyao fell into a long silence before finally speaking.

“When I had just started at the company, he saw me once and called me into his office. He tried to get me to sign one of those ‘kept mistress’ contracts.”

Such arrangements weren’t uncommon in the industry, especially for beautiful Omegas. Alphas naturally tended to feel possessive.

Qi Xiyao rejected him outright, and from then on, Yu Shang began his relentless pursuit. But that pursuit quickly crossed a line. It had become nothing short of workplace harassment.

The pressure back then almost pushed her into depression. It had taken time and effort for her to adjust and recover.

This world was undeniably harsher toward Omegas. Sister Peirong remembered clearly how people had wanted to harm Qi Xiyao when she first arrived in this reality.

Sister Peirong’s lips tightened. Her breathing grew heavier. After watching the entire video, her eyes shimmered with restrained emotion.

Before she was famous, she too had been harassed in the workplace. But she had never been someone with a mild temper. Back then, she’d trashed the offender’s office. The company tried to suppress her for a while, but her new film had just premiered and become a massive hit, and they couldn’t hold her down.

Qi Xiyao had not been so lucky. She had no projects under her belt yet, no background to shield her, and was deep in debt. That was why Yu Shang had been able to push her around so easily.

After organizing the video evidence, Sister Peirong called a meeting with all the Omega artists in the company. She identified seven individuals who had been bullied or harassed under Yu Shang’s direction. Together, they filed a formal joint complaint.

At the same time, Sister Peirong brought Xu Xiaoqi’s case to light on Weibo.

The original body’s Weibo account had gathered a significant following, even though it hadn’t been actively maintained. After Sister Peirong’s recent appearance on the variety show, the follower count had surged into the hundreds of thousands.

She had her secretary log into the account and reposted her long statement and the official legal notice. Within a minute, online onlookers had flooded in. Many fans recognized some of the named victims as their favorite artists.

Top comment:
“Oh my God, my Tiya. She mentioned feeling unwell a while back. Turns out it was because her scumbag manager tried to force her into drinking with clients, and when she refused, she got physically hurt? This is the ‘well-managed’ Yishui Entertainment under Young Master Yu?”

Second top comment:
“I’ve hated Yu Shang for ages. Someone from inside once leaked that Yishui Entertainment is chaotic behind the scenes. Looks like it’s true. Remember that artist who terminated their contract? Yu Shang himself said it was due to ‘moral issues.’ Now we know it was workplace abuse.”

Most top comments were filled with outrage from fans who couldn’t believe what their idols had endured. Of course, there were also skeptical voices suggesting that maybe this was just a case of kicking someone while they were down.

As for Xu Xiaoqi, her fanbase had once been quite large. Her admission to a psychiatric facility had caused a stir back then.

Many fans thought her rising star had burned out for good. But learning the truth now filled them with righteous fury. They demanded justice.

That night, Sister Peirong went live for the second time since she had publicly defended Qi Xiyao.

She wore an elegant gown and sat at her computer desk. Even without filters, her lightly made-up face was strikingly beautiful under the camera. Her fingers danced over the keyboard, and after a moment, she looked up sharply at the screen.

“Don’t worry, everyone. Since we’ve now made this public, justice will follow. Regarding Xu Xiaoqi, I have all the evidence. We’ll see Yu Shang in court.”

“Xiaoqi is undergoing active treatment. She hasn’t given up on herself.”

For both Alphas and Omegas, glandular atrophy was devastating. Xu Xiaoqi’s gland damage hadn’t been severe, but it had already started deteriorating. Thankfully, even during her most unstable periods, she hadn’t disrupted her treatment, which gave her a chance at recovery.

For fans, idols came and went. Once off the stage, many were forgotten, fading with time. But behind the spotlight was a living, breathing person. Even in silence, people still grew, endured, and hoped.

Xu Xiaoqi must have clung to something deep within—a belief, a purpose, a piece of unspoken determination. It had kept her alive through the darkest years.

Sister Peirong’s heart ached whenever she thought about it.

Fortunately, Xu Xiaoqi was now receiving proper care. Her mental state had begun improving, and she could recognize people again. That, at least, was a hopeful sign.

If the Alpha treating her succeeded, Sister Peirong would not hesitate to reward them.

She didn’t elaborate further during the livestream. Too many were only there for gossip, not to truly understand the matter. She focused on a few sincere, concerned questions from fans and then ended the broadcast.

There was still something important she hadn’t done.

But as she rose from her chair, something felt off. A wave of dizziness hit her. The world blurred and spun as her vision darkened. She reached for the door—and fell right into Qi Xiyao’s waiting arms.

“Peirong?”

The scent of Omega was clean and sweet, wave after wave washing over her senses. Struggling to breathe, Sister Peirong leaned heavily against Qi Xiyao’s shoulder, using her for support. It took her a long moment to steady herself.

Qi Xiyao asked, worried, “Are you okay?”

Sister Peirong felt flushed and light-headed, but she didn’t want Qi Xiyao to worry. She shook her head. “It’s nothing. Maybe the heater was too warm. I’ll take a shower. That should help.”

As she made her way to the bedroom, Qi Xiyao followed, refusing to leave her alone. She helped her all the way into the bathroom. When the sound of running water started, Qi Xiyao sat by the bed.

Just then, she noticed Sister Peirong’s phone buzzing with an incoming call.

Qi Xiyao glanced at the number. Her eyes narrowed slightly.

Normally, she would tell Sister Peirong first before answering her calls. But this time, she picked it up without hesitation.

Sure enough, the moment the call connected, a familiar and infuriating voice rang out.

It was Yu Shang.

And this time, he wasn’t pretending anymore. With his back to the wall, all his masks had fallen away. The first thing out of his mouth was a vicious string of curses.

His face flushed red with rage, and he looked as if he wanted to tear Yu Peirong to pieces to vent his hatred.

But just then, the sound of running water from the bathroom echoed gently in the background.

Qi Xiyao slowly curved her lips into a faint smile and, pretending not to have heard clearly, asked softly,

“Little President Yu? Is that you?”

“Yaoyao?”

Hearing her voice, Yu Shang suddenly clung to it like a drowning man grabbing onto his last hope. He immediately softened his tone, rushing to please her.

“Yaoyao, you’re the only one who can help me now. Yu Peirong is using you, can’t you see that? She’s giving you resources because she wants to use you to gain popularity. She’s stepping on your shoulders to climb higher. Yaoyao, let’s talk in person. You can name any condition you want.”

“Really? Then I do have one request.”

Qi Xiyao’s voice was as soft and gentle as ever, like a spring breeze brushing past one’s ear.

“I enjoy watching a good show, so please make sure you die right at my doorstep.”

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