The Aloof Beta Transmigrated as the Pretty Wife [Transmigration] - Chapter 5

In the dead of night, Su Ren hailed a Didi after all, setting out on the road toward Xie Chouqiu’s private residence. By the time he reached the destination, it was already one o’clock in the morning.

The door opened, but it wasn’t Xie Chouqiu himself. Instead, it was the Omega Zheng Keli, the potential “affair partner” mentioned in the very first chapter of the novel Su Ren is a Little Sweet Omega.

Zheng Keli looked quite stunned to see who was standing outside the door. On the surface, Zheng Keli appeared to be a fresh, dewy youth, but in reality, this was already his 69th job within the Scum/Cheap system.

Normally, according to the tropes, Zheng Keli and the male lead, Xie Chouqiu, should have headed straight for a hotel. However, for some reason, when they met that evening, a visibly impatient Xie Chouqiu insisted on skipping the hotel. Zheng Keli had to use every flirting skill in his arsenal just to get the man to go for barbecue and finally managed to follow him home only by acting pitiful.

Even after they got home, the tall, handsome man had locked himself in the bedroom to calm his restless pheromones, not making a sound for ages. Zheng Keli was at a loss. He had been a cannon-fodder supporting male in this system for five years. He had slept with 68 male leads. He had even been in stories where the lead could give birth, and the merman baby left in his care was already three and a half years old. In other words, he had enough experience to walk next door and play the wicked stepmother in a pet-raising novel.

But even with that resume, Zheng Keli had never dealt with a situation like this! This was a Scum/Cheap novel! All the gongs were supposed to be driven by instinct and system commands once they entered the world. So, could someone please tell him why this gong wouldn’t touch him?!

What shocked Zheng Keli even more was the fact that the doorbell rang in the middle of the night, something that wasn’t in the script at all. The light in the hallway was dim, and through the peephole, Zheng Keli couldn’t see the visitor’s face clearly, only a pair of eyes. The brows were long, the almond eyes were clear, and the gaze was deep. That look, as cold as a deep pool, was captivating, making his heart race even without any visible emotion.

Zheng Keli’s face flushed as he couldn’t help but look the person over. The visitor was tall, wearing an oversized white shirt and formal black trousers, he couldn’t be an Omega. But his frame was lean and his bone structure was delicate, so he didn’t quite look like an Alpha either.

A Beta? He was so beautiful. Someone this beautiful couldn’t be a bad person.

Zheng Keli, a sucker for a pretty face, opened the door. He nervously gripped the doorknob, blinking shyly. “You are…”

Su Ren got straight to the point. “Where is he?”

Zheng Keli blinked, “Huh?”

In the next moment, a small red booklet was gently tossed into the boy’s arms by the cool, beautiful Beta. To be honest, when something was thrown at him, Zheng Keli’s heart skipped a beat, feeling like a teacher had just handed him a failing test paper. However, when he looked closer, his heart didn’t just skip, it shattered.

A marriage certificate. The kind that costs nine yuan for a pair.

Zheng Keli flipped it open in disbelief. Sure enough, he saw Xie Chouqiu’s photo and name. On the other side of the photo, the dark almond eyes, high bridge of the nose, sexy thin lips, and aloof temperament… every single detail matched the man standing before him.

Zheng Keli’s cheeks turned bright red, his voice trembling. “Then, you’re here to… to catch him…”

Su Ren looked down at the boy, who was a head shorter than him, his gaze icy and his expression indifferent. He took back the marriage certificate. “Put on your coat and go home.”

His tone was cold, but Zheng Keli felt that the way the man looked at him was more like looking at a child who had made a mistake. It was a look of disapproval mixed with a weary tolerance, like a Dean who had taught all day and had no energy left to argue with a troublesome student. Zheng Keli couldn’t find any words to say. He tucked his tail between his legs, feeling incredibly awkward.

Just then, the tightly shut bedroom door swung open. Xie Chouqiu, who wouldn’t come out no matter how much he was called earlier, charged out. His shoulders were broad, his muscles dense but not overly bulky, and that handsome face was truly distracting.

Zheng Keli looked at Xie Chouqiu, then back at the beautiful man at the door. Damn. They really match.

Zheng Keli thought about giving up and just heading to his next gig, but then things took a turn! The tall, handsome man stared straight at the person by the door and threw a “Divorce Agreement,” with ink that hadn’t even dried yet, right at the beautiful Beta.

Zheng Keli: “Wait, what?!” Song Di: “Wow! The angst is finally here!”

Neither Zheng Keli nor Song Di dared to blink. Su Ren lowered his gaze, his profile elegant and sharp as he coldly looked at the words “Divorce Agreement.” However, the argument Zheng Keli expected, and the sobbing breakdown Song Di imagined didn’t happen.

Su Ren calmly flipped through the agreement. His narrow face was as white as snow, devoid of any emotion. He closed the agreement after a quick scan and asked with a slight frown, “Did you just write this?”

Xie Chouqiu’s misty blue eyes were deep and clouded. “What do you think?”

Su Ren’s gaze turned sharp. “You want to divorce me?”

Xie Chouqiu stiffened for a second, then narrowed his eyes. “What do you think?”

In Xie Chouqiu’s current memory, Su Ren was very strange. In his memories of the first twenty years, Su Ren seemed to hate him. No matter how much he chased him, he couldn’t win him over. But in his memories of the past six months, Su Ren seemed to love him deeply, clinging to him and crying if he didn’t get what he wanted after their marriage.

Xie Chouqiu didn’t know which memory was fake. So, he wrote an unequal treaty, filed for divorce, and planned to see if he could make Su Ren cry as the mission required. If Su Ren signed this, he would essentially be leaving with nothing. Therefore, Xie Chouqiu believed that whether Su Ren loved him or not, he wouldn’t agree to it.

However, Su Ren simply looked around and asked calmly, “Where’s a pen?”

The smile in Xie Chouqiu’s eyes faded. He disdainfully yet elegantly pulled a pen from a container in the hallway and handed it to him. “Sign it if you have the guts.”

Without a second thought, Su Ren took the pen, sat down by the coffee table, and uncapped it. Xie Chouqiu’s heart tightened. Does Su Ren… really want to leave?

Xie Chouqiu waited behind him, his expression growing more somber as his clouded brain seemed to glitch. Five minutes passed, and Su Ren still hadn’t finished. The name “Su Ren” only had two characters and wasn’t many strokes. When they were kids and punished with writing their names, Xie Chouqiu would only be on his 30th “Xie Chouqiu” by the time Su Ren finished a hundred. What was he doing now? Embroidering the agreement?

In the next moment, the stack of papers and the pen were tossed back into Xie Chouqiu’s arms. Su Ren’s obsidian eyes looked at him clearly. “Take a look,” Su Ren said flatly.

Xie Chouqiu blinked, looked down, and flipped through the pages. Su Ren hadn’t signed his name at all. Instead, he had heavily edited the agreement. The reason for divorce was changed from “irreconcilable differences” to “husband’s infidelity.” The property division was flipped from 1:9 to 9:1 in Su Ren’s favor.

Su Ren spoke up, “The parts I circled are a ‘no.’ The parts I crossed out must be changed.”

Xie Chouqiu’s gaze was murky and his face dark. “Don’t you love me deeply?”

Su Ren frowned, not used to that phrasing. “And?” A short, cold laugh escaped his lips. “Does loving someone mean I have to act like an idiot in front of them?”

Xie Chouqiu stared at Su Ren’s Adam’s apple and sneered, “Aren’t you afraid I’ll actually kick you out?”

“Oh?” Su Ren’s gaze was thin and mocking, a refined smile playing on his lips. “Haven’t you heard? A man who doesn’t respect himself is like a spoiled vegetable.”

Xie Chouqiu’s mind wasn’t very clear. He stiffened his neck and grit his teeth, wanting to say he hadn’t cheated.

Su Ren’s voice was smooth and gentle as he added, “Let me correct one thing. It’s me who doesn’t want you anymore.”

Reciting: A man who doesn’t respect himself is like a spoiled vegetable.

Xie Chouqiu (Proudly): “I am a very good vegetable.”

Su Ren: “Are you sick?”