I Transmigrated into a Scummy Alpha and Stole the Heroine from Her Tragic Romance - Chapter 50.1 (R19)

Qi Xiyao tried to pull her wrist away from Quan Zhihong, but failed. This woman was much stronger than she had expected. No matter how hard she tugged, she couldn’t break free. Instead, the force made her wrist ache.

But when Quan Zhihong saw Qi Xiyao’s expression turn cold and her mood visibly shift, she finally realized she had gone too far and quickly let go.

“President Yu really did ask me to pick you up,” she said with a smile as she opened her phone. On the screen was her chat with Yu Peirong. It mentioned an urgent meeting with Qi Xiyao and several other main actors to discuss some changes to the promotional schedule. They needed to move things up, and Yu Peirong wanted to meet in her office to go over the details.

Quan Zhihong added that her wife was waiting outside and that the conversation wouldn’t take long.

Qi Xiyao frowned. She was already feeling uneasy, but since Quan Zhihong was a director she worked with, it was hard to reject her outright without seeming rude.

Quan Zhihong had a wife? She had never heard that before.

Qi Xiyao had always been cautious, especially after everything that had happened at Yu Corporation. Situations like this made her instinctively want to say no.

She called Yu Peirong to confirm. After receiving a clear response, she agreed to go. When they reached the underground parking garage, she spotted the car. Inside, there were several people already seated.

As soon as she recognized the woman in the passenger seat, Qi Xiyao relaxed a little. She smiled politely and greeted her.

That woman had visited the set once before. Qi Xiyao had a sharp memory, especially when it came to faces. She never forgot someone she had seen. Back then, the woman had only stayed in Quan Zhihong’s office briefly before leaving, so most people hadn’t paid much attention to her.

She hadn’t expected the two of them to be married.

Quan Zhihong’s wife, surnamed Yao, wasn’t particularly striking in appearance, but she had a kind and polite demeanor. As soon as Qi Xiyao got into the car, she began apologizing, checking on her well-being and saying how sudden this visit was.

Her voice was soft, and her face was filled with sincere regret.

“I’m really sorry, Miss Qi. We had originally planned to wait until you were rested. But we had to go to the hospital today for a physical, and the doctor said we have more tests scheduled in the coming days. We were afraid we wouldn’t be able to meet later, so we came now. Xiaomachi and the others are already here. It won’t take long. I hope you don’t mind?”

With her gentle tone and considerate manner, Qi Xiyao truly couldn’t bring herself to refuse. She smiled in return.

The atmosphere during the ride was light and casual. It was clear that Quan Zhihong and her wife had a good relationship. Her wife was driving while Quan Zhihong sat beside her, constantly adjusting her glasses or checking her phone.

Qi Xiyao had just gotten off a flight. She was exhausted and hungry. The couple had wanted to take her out for a meal first, but she declined, saying she just wanted to finish the meeting and go home to rest.

On the way, she sent a message to Yu Peirong, asking if they could get a late-night snack afterward. Qi Xiyao had been eating plain and light meals recently, and on the plane she had only drunk some juice. Her stomach was now burning with hunger.

Once everything was settled, she leaned back in her seat, closed her eyes, and tried to rest. Before long, she fell into a shallow sleep.

She woke up when the car stopped in the basement garage.

The night outside was silent and heavy. The sky was pitch-black, with not a single star in sight. It felt as though everything was submerged in stillness. The weather was strange. There was no wind, no moon, only a few snowflakes drifting past the window.

Qi Xiyao followed the two women upstairs.

Quan Zhihong had a small office in the city, a space she kept from past projects. As they walked, Qi Xiyao sent her location to Yu Peirong. Inside the lit office, Mrs. Yao poured her a glass of water and quietly closed the door behind her.

“I’ll wait outside. Try not to take too long,” she said with a faint, tired smile. Her voice lacked energy, and she turned to leave quickly.

An Xiaomachi and one of the male leads were already there.

Quan Zhihong touched the glass. It was still hot. She immediately began discussing the promotional plans for the next few days. This was the first time Qi Xiyao had been involved in such a large-scale film campaign, so she listened carefully and memorized the details to avoid any mistakes later.

“At that time, you two will walk the red carpet together. That will be the end of the first phase. After that, I plan to resume promotions closer to the release date.”

Quan Zhihong spoke quickly. Qi Xiyao didn’t want to interrupt her, so she listened attentively.

Once they were done, Quan Zhihong excused the two actors, who seemed anxious to leave. They had originally been scheduled to attend another event in the city tonight, but had been called over at the last minute.

Qi Xiyao glanced at them as they left in a hurry. Quan Zhihong’s wife was likely still waiting outside.

Under the dim lights, Qi Xiyao looked at Quan Zhihong’s face. Her pale skin had flushed after drinking the hot water, or perhaps from nerves. A light sweat appeared on her forehead.

Qi Xiyao felt a sense of discomfort. In environments like this, people tended to grow more sensitive.

The windows were closed, and the room felt stuffy. Qi Xiyao stood up politely to open one, but before she could, she noticed Quan Zhihong rubbing her eyes. The corners were turning red. Her voice came out hoarse.

“There’s something else I wanted to ask you, Yao Yao.”

As she spoke, Quan Zhihong leaned closer. She had already crossed into Qi Xiyao’s personal space, as if trying to breathe in her scent. It was like she was absorbing something comforting from her presence.

“My next project is based on another historical IP. I was wondering if you’d like to be the female lead…”

Before she could finish, a sharp, overwhelming smell of durian suddenly filled the air. The pungent scent hit Qi Xiyao all at once, startling her. But more than surprise, she felt deeply uncomfortable. Without thinking, she raised her hand to cover her nose.

That unconscious reaction instantly shattered what little rationality Quan Zhihong had left.

She lunged like a furious lioness. Qi Xiyao had no time to react and was slammed hard into the corner of the desk.

The pain was intense, nearly breaking her lower back. But for an Omega, the worst part wasn’t the impact. It was the overwhelming scent of pheromones that now filled the air.

She never expected that Quan Zhihong was actually an Alpha who had been pretending to be a Beta.

Her eyes turned blood-red. The moment she lost control, her Alpha pheromones surged like a flood. Qi Xiyao, an Omega, had no power to resist.

While ABO identities were usually easy to distinguish, some people deliberately concealed theirs. Some did it for convenience. Others hid the gender they disliked.

But Quan Zhihong was different.

Her pheromones smelled like durian.

Durian was one of those fruits that people either loved or hated. Most people found its scent unbearable. When transformed into an Alpha’s pheromones, paired with their natural aggression, the result was nauseating and deeply unsettling.

Quan Zhihong had never told anyone the real reason she married a Beta. It was because Betas couldn’t detect her scent.

But the cost of that was high. During her susceptible periods, there was no one to soothe her. She had to rely on herself.

Once, when her scent had accidentally leaked, a junior employee had made an offhand comment about the unpleasant smell. In front of everyone, the usually elegant and composed Director Quan had slapped her across the face with such force that her heart nearly burst out of her chest.

She hated her durian-scented pheromones more than anything.

But there was one way to change them. If she could mark an Omega long-term and absorb their scent, the two would eventually blend. Only then could her own scent be altered.

Qi Xiyao had been her target from the start. She had learned the nature of Qi Xiyao’s scent from her former assistant.

Now, seeing the disgust in Qi Xiyao’s expression, that deep-rooted sense of inferiority took over. Quan Zhihong grabbed her by the collar, pulling her close.

The weight of her Alpha presence pressed down like a suffocating cloud. But she didn’t bite Qi Xiyao’s neck. Instead, she forced herself to remain calm and pulled the phone from Qi Xiyao’s pocket.

Earlier, she had seen Qi Xiyao messaging Yu Peirong. While Qi Xiyao had tried to be discreet, Quan Zhihong had been watching her the whole time, pretending to be on her phone in the car.

Now, driven by madness, she let out a low laugh and stared at Qi Xiyao’s collarbone with a twisted expression of pleasure.

If possible, she wanted nothing more than to inject her pheromones into Qi Xiyao’s neck while Yu Peirong listened on the other end of the line. Just imagining it filled her with sickening delight.

She quickly used Qi Xiyao’s phone to dial Yu Peirong. As the line connected, she shoved Qi Xiyao forcefully onto the desk.

The water glass hit the floor, rolled twice, then cracked against something sharp with a loud sound.

Yu Peirong had just finished reviewing some accounts when her head began to ache. She had been staring at the screen for too long. Setting her phone aside, she walked out, planning to check on the contestants in the practice room.

With the mentors, she watched the trainees for quite a while. When the girls saw the General Manager, they immediately focused all their energy on impressing her.

Yu Peirong stayed until the practice room lights were turned off. Before leaving, she noticed how tired yet committed the girls were, and bought each of them a cup of warm milk from the vending machine.

Then her phone rang.

She was still in a bit of a daze until she heard Quan Zhihong’s hysterical voice on the other end, mixed with sounds of someone struggling.

There was a loud smack, followed by a furious voice cursing and yelling at someone.

“Stop squirming or you’ll regret it.”

Qi Xiyao?

A cold sweat broke out on Yu Peirong’s back.

She froze just as she was about to step back into her office. Her entire body felt like it had been dropped into an icy lake.

Then came a sharp, piercing cry. She realized the person on the other end was on the verge of a complete mental collapse.

Yu Peirong’s fingers turned ice-cold. Her chest tightened as rage boiled in her veins.

She threw everything in her hands to the floor and ran.

…

There wasn’t much traffic at night. Yu Peirong took the ring expressway and drove at the maximum legal speed. Her car sped through the snow-covered city like a streak of lightning.

The headlights illuminated a wide stretch of white. In the deep winter, this city often saw heavy snowfall, and tonight was no exception. Snowflakes drifted down in thick flurries, dazzling under the light.

While driving, Yu Peirong received another call. She picked up immediately, but all she could hear was Qi Xiyao’s breathing. Maybe Qi Xiyao was afraid something would happen on the way if she spoke. Even as she was twisted and grabbed, she didn’t say a word. It was Quan Zhihong’s voice that came through, furious.

“This Omega has some nerve. Bones made of steel, is she?”

The fire in Yu Peirong’s chest was already smoldering, and that voice over the phone poured oil straight onto it. It ignited into a raging blaze.

She had woken up one day with no memory, but the moment she saw Qi Xiyao’s name, she had felt a strange warmth and familiarity deep in her heart.

And when she later learned that Qi Xiyao was her wife, Yu Peirong accepted it without hesitation and with genuine joy.

She knew who Quan Zhihong was. A well-known director in the industry. She had seen her name online before. Qi Xiyao had even mentioned they had worked together, and back when they were filming, there had been incidents. Qi Xiyao had taken leave several times, and Director Quan had always been accommodating.

But who would have thought this woman was nothing more than a wolf in human skin, taking advantage of her absence to lay hands on her wife?

Yu Peirong bit her lip in anger. Her sharp canine teeth pierced the tender flesh, drawing blood, but she didn’t feel a thing.

She soon arrived at the location Qi Xiyao had sent her. She hadn’t called the police. First, because she was afraid that Quan Zhihong might do something irreversible if she panicked. Second, because the laws in this world were far from perfect.

If Quan Zhihong’s behavior could be explained as a loss of control during an Alpha’s instinctive response to an Omega, the law might only detain her briefly. A few bribes and she could live comfortably even behind bars.

Yu Peirong kicked the door open in a burst of fury. She was strong, and the door wasn’t particularly sturdy. The moment she stepped into the dark hallway, she saw a slim figure standing outside the office.

Mrs. Yao pressed her lips together and looked visibly shocked to see her. It was clear she hadn’t expected Yu Peirong to arrive so quickly. But Yu Peirong didn’t know her connection to the person inside. She pushed the woman aside and charged straight in.

Inside the office, Qi Xiyao had her arms tied behind her back and was bound to a large chair. Outside, the wind howled and snow raged, but the windows were shut tight. The room was filled with the pungent scent of durian pheromones.

Yu Peirong hadn’t fully realized the situation before entering. But as soon as her nose registered the foul smell, she began coughing violently. Her beautiful eyes narrowed, and her gaze immediately fell on Qi Xiyao. After confirming she was still safe, her eyes turned cold and shifted toward Quan Zhihong.

Quan Zhihong was a young director whose career was on the rise. Yu Peirong had no idea what had happened to make her become like this.

But the confusion lasted only a second. When she saw the redness in the Alpha’s face, she understood immediately.

Many Alphas became more aggressive during their susceptible period. The desire for an Omega, combined with frustration, could drive them to commit things far worse than usual.

This was the period when Alpha crime rates surged the most.

It was obvious that Quan Zhihong was in the middle of her worst phase. That was why she had chosen to target Qi Xiyao.

As someone of the same gender, Yu Peirong could understand what it felt like to lose control. But that didn’t mean she would tolerate it.

Hearing the commotion, Quan Zhihong lifted her head. Her eyes were filled with red veins and madness. She had completely lost her mind. All she could think about was marking the Omega in front of her and making her hers.

“Yu Peirong.”

Quan Zhihong gritted her teeth and said her name.

What she hated most was that high-and-mighty expression on Yu Peirong’s face. She remembered meeting her a long time ago at a banquet. Back then, she had yet to make a name for herself. She handed over her business card, only to be coldly rejected.

Bright lights spilled across the crimson carpet in the banquet hall. Wearing high heels and a custom gown, the elegant woman had waved off her hand without a second thought. At that moment, a waiter passed by carrying a plate of durian pastries. As the smell wafted over, the woman swirled the wine in her glass and sneered.

“Since when can anything disgusting be served here? What is that smell? Get it out.”

In that moment, Quan Zhihong had almost felt like the woman was talking about her. She looked up in a daze and saw Miss Yu, with her dazzling gown sparkling under the lights, walking away without even a glance.

When she later learned that Yu Peirong was actually an Omega, Quan Zhihong’s mind began to twist.

At first, she only wanted to mark Yu Peirong. But after a doctor told her that the grapefruit tea scent of Qi Xiyao’s Omega pheromones would blend better with her own, she changed her target.

Originally, Quan Zhihong hadn’t planned to act so recklessly. She wanted everything to be perfect. But her heat came early. She saw this as an opportunity that couldn’t be missed. Her goal was to forcefully mark Qi Xiyao and then trample Yu Peirong underfoot.

She wanted to see the look on Yu Peirong’s face when she realized her Omega girlfriend had been marked by someone else.

But just as Quan Zhihong was about to explode, Yu Peirong moved.

Her Alpha pheromones erupted from her glands like an invisible tide. It was the first time she had used her pheromones like this, and the overwhelming power felt exhilarating.

The scent of gardenia spread through the air. Although it wasn’t as pungent as durian, the pressure it carried was far greater. The strength of an Alpha’s pheromones wasn’t about scent alone.

Her level was clearly higher than Quan Zhihong’s. Even as Quan Zhihong tried to release her own scent, nothing came out.

When an Alpha of higher rank suppressed another, the weaker Alpha’s pheromones could be completely blocked.

The gardenia scent surged through the air, bold and unstoppable.

In that instant, Quan Zhihong’s face changed completely.

Qi Xiyao, who was flushed and trembling, was just as shocked. But now wasn’t the time to think. The two Alphas were locked in a direct clash of pheromones.

With such a vast difference in level, the outcome was determined in seconds. But during that time, Yu Peirong instinctively shielded Qi Xiyao with her scent, forming a protective barrier that blocked everything else.

Her Alpha pheromones had a calming effect, gently soothing the Omega under her protection.

At the same time, they pushed down hard on the durian-scented Alpha’s pheromones. Quan Zhihong was crushed under the pressure, unable to even lift her head. Her neck felt like it was carrying a thousand pounds.

She had never imagined that Yu Peirong was an Alpha.

Could it be… a second awakening?

Secondary differentiation was rare and usually occurred among lower-level Alphas or Omegas. Most of the time, it was a Beta becoming an AO. But she had never seen anyone with a second awakening emit such a powerful scent.

Before she could think any further, Quan Zhihong’s head rang. Her brain felt like it was splitting open. The pain was unbearable. She gasped for breath and stumbled to her knees.

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