The Five Heartless Scumbag Alphas Turned Against Each Other Because Of Me - Chapter 103

Xu Fengqi’s obvious distrust left Tan Hua feeling deeply hurt.
“Dr. Xu,” she said, wounded, “is that really how you see me? As an Omega with no self-control, who can’t resist temptation?”

“Yes,” Xu Fengqi replied, nodding without hesitation. “After all, the things you said over the phone earlier weren’t exactly… innocent, were they?”

Reminded of the nonsense she’d spouted just minutes ago, Tan Hua’s eye twitched. She fell instantly silent, too embarrassed to argue back.
Fine. If that’s what he wants to think, let him. It’s not like I’ll lose a limb over it.

Still, the bite marks Cheng Yuan left were deep and painful. They throbbed even now. Tan Hua winced, baring her teeth.
“Okay, forget the rest for now, can we?” she said, raising a hand in mock surrender. “Just tell me how I’m supposed to go out looking like this, okay?”

“That’s easy,” Xu Fengqi replied, eyeing her strangely. “Just change into something new and cover it up.”

As he spoke, he looked toward Lu Huaixu, then pointed—clearly suggesting she use Lu Huaixu’s jacket.

It was true—the oversized suit jacket would hide everything. But… Lu Huaixu was nearly 1.89 meters tall. If Tan Hua wore that, she’d look like a child trying on her parent’s clothes.

She immediately shook her head in protest. “No way. Not happening. I’m not wearing that.”

Xu Fengqi rolled his eyes internally. Still being picky at a time like this? But after glancing between their height differences, he had to admit—it would look ridiculous.

“…Fine. I’ll disinfect the area and apply some ointment,” he offered instead.

He knew Tan Hua well—she was the type to get a hospital bed over a paper cut. If he didn’t at least pretend to treat her, she’d probably throw a tantrum.

Unexpectedly, Tan Hua refused. Her tone was alert, even defensive.
“Let’s not,” she said quickly.

“It’s not broken skin, just some marks. Doesn’t need treatment.” Tan Hua had been thinking constantly about the so-called “miscarriage killers” the system warned her about. Now, she didn’t trust any medication lightly.

What if the medicine’s been tampered with too?
If something happens to the baby, that’s it—game over.

She shook her head again and said firmly,
“I’m fine. Really. I feel fantastic.”

Xu Fengqi: “…”

If your smile weren’t so forced, I might believe you.

Right now, Tan Hua’s grin looked more like she was in physical pain than joy. Still, she was adamant, so he didn’t press further.

“In that case, if you’re not getting treated, I’ll be heading out.”

He picked up his medical case, ready to leave, but Tan Hua stopped him.
“Hey now, it’s such a beautiful day. Since you’re already here, why not stay for dinner?”

Xu Fengqi frowned. He knew her too well—Tan Hua was not the type to be that generous for no reason.

Sure enough, the Omega’s next sentence was:
“Who knows, something might go wrong again. Better to have you here than call you back later, right?”

Xu Fengqi found the logic suspicious at best. He turned to Lu Huaixu, silently asking for her opinion.

Lu Huaixu gave Tan Hua a faint glance, then nodded.
“The banquet’s about to start. You might as well stay. Besides, their conditions still need monitoring.”

With that, Xu Fengqi didn’t argue any further.

Since the room was full of women, Xu was politely ushered out. Lu Huaixu followed him, presumably to take care of other matters, leaving only the female doctor behind in the room.

While the female doctor was waiting for Cheng Yuan to wake up, Tan Hua took the opportunity to slip into the bathroom. It wasn’t until she looked in the mirror that she truly grasped just how feral Cheng Yuan had been.

Absolutely brutal—worse than an animal!

Bruises and bite marks covered her skin; there wasn’t a single unmarked spot left.

“Is the heroine a dog?!” Tan Hua couldn’t help but yell in frustration.
Did she seriously treat me like a chew toy?

She really couldn’t understand it—why would a drugged woman go wild gnawing on another woman?

Tan Hua took a deep breath, then pulled out her phone and started filming a video of herself, documenting all the damage from head to toe.

“If the heroine ever turns on me like those cold-blooded versions in the novels,” she muttered fiercely into the camera, “I’ll release this footage to the world—”

“—Then get down on my knees and beg for mercy.”

System: “…………”

You’ve lost your mind.

This wasn’t like the Host at all. The system could only process it as a bad joke. If the heroine did turn on her one day, the system was 100% certain that even if the Host were asleep at 3 a.m., she’d still bolt up, throw on clothes, and drive over in the dead of night just to beat her down.

The Host hated betrayal—especially the “farmer and snake” type of plot.

That said, the system reasoned that Cheng Yuan probably wasn’t that kind of ungrateful protagonist. Otherwise, she’d become the 47th heroine to die at the hands of the Host.

Just thinking back to Tan Hua’s chaotic era, the system gave itself a shiver—right as Cheng Yuan appeared, clearly having regained consciousness and stumbled her way over after getting the full story from Ning Xi.

Cheng Yuan was a mess of emotions.

Ning Xi had already told her everything—what had happened, who had helped her. Cheng Yuan still didn’t know who drugged her, but that didn’t matter right now.

What mattered was that she had nearly torn Tan Hua apart in a drugged frenzy.

Her face went pale as she realized how vicious she must’ve been. For the first time in a long while, she felt a wave of helpless guilt.

She hadn’t meant to hurt Tan Hua. All she’d been trying to do was protect herself—from what she perceived as danger. She had fought like mad to defend herself from the “demon” who approached.

But she never expected that so-called demon… to be Tan Hua.

No—more accurately, it was Tan Hua who found her before any real danger arrived. And she had saved her. Again.

As terrifying as this realization was, Cheng Yuan couldn’t help wondering:
Does Tan Hua know something?
Otherwise, how did she manage to appear at the exact moment of danger—twice in a row?

Unless… she was the one behind it all?

But Cheng Yuan had thoroughly investigated Tan Hua’s background. She had dug up everything there was to know about her, and not once had she found any evidence of foul play. And besides… Cheng Yuan didn’t really believe Tan Hua bore that kind of malice toward her.

If Tan Hua had truly hated her for returning to China and possibly “stealing” Lu Huaixu, she could’ve easily pinned the pregnancy on either Lu or Zheng Jinyu the moment she found out.

But she didn’t.

And Cheng Yuan’s gut told her: despite all of Tan Hua’s dramatic behavior, she probably only liked them—at most—thirty percent. No matter how hard she pretended it was more like one hundred and twenty.

Which only brought Cheng Yuan back to the question that haunted her:

How did Tan Hua know she was in danger—and how did she manage to save her twice?

She was desperate for answers.

Meanwhile, prompted by the system, Tan Hua turned her gaze toward the newly-awakened heroine and said nonchalantly,
“You just woke up. Still weak. Shouldn’t you be lying in bed a little longer?”

Cheng Yuan didn’t answer Tan Hua’s remark. Instead, with a sincere look and a soft, apologetic expression, she gave a slight bow.
“I’m sorry,” she said.
“I hurt you just now.”

Then, lifting her pale face, she continued quietly,
“Let me help you clean up…”

“No, no, that’s really not necessary!” Tan Hua backed away quickly, already halfway traumatized by her earlier “care.” She waved her hands defensively.
“I can clean it myself, no big deal.”

Cheng Yuan looked a little disappointed by the rejection but quickly composed herself.
“I’ve already asked someone to send over makeup remover and a new evening gown,” she said. “I’m sorry to trouble you, Miss Tan, but please bear with the inconvenience for now.”

Tan Hua nodded.
“It’s fine. Really, nothing serious.”

Seeing how pale and weak Cheng Yuan still looked, Tan Hua couldn’t help but frown slightly.
“You should go lie down and rest a bit more. Once you’ve recovered, you’ll still have to go out and greet the guests.”

Cheng Yuan didn’t argue. She really was pushing her limit and simply nodded.
“Alright. If anything comes up, please let me know.”

After receiving Tan Hua’s acknowledgement, she walked off, her steps still faint and unsteady.

Tan Hua watched her until she had left the room, then shivered suddenly as if finally breaking free of a spell.
“What a high-risk heroine,” she muttered. “I’m honestly not sure she’s even going to make it to the end of this story.”

System:
“Why wouldn’t she? She’s already survived forced blood draws, kidney theft… she’s practically immortal.”

Tan Hua: “…”
Fair point.

Cheng Yuan’s later arc was the epitome of melodrama and misery, but Tan Hua was determined—she would never share the same tragic fate. She’d break the cycle no matter what.

Still, if even the heroine had already been drugged, then why hadn’t she encountered any real dan—?

Before Tan Hua could even finish the thought, she caught sight of her reflection in the mirror again.

…Okay, maybe she had shared a fair bit of that “fate.”

Damn this dog-tier system!
If I ever meet it in person, I’ll rip it to pieces!

Thankfully, Cheng Yuan’s promised supplies arrived soon after. Tan Hua stood in the bathroom, wiping away the smudged lipstick from her skin. She did a quick rinse and then changed into the new evening dress. By the time she was done, thirty minutes had passed.

The gown could only be described as conservative—a high collar, long sleeves, and a floor-length skirt. It covered nearly every inch of her body, save her face.

It was a pure white dress made of soft, flowing fabric, exuding an ethereal elegance. With Tan Hua’s straight, slender back, the gown only made her seem more delicate, subtly evoking a sense of protectiveness in anyone who looked at her.

A stark contrast to the original dress Shen Yiheng had picked for her.

That one was bold and refined, making Tan Hua look sharp and dazzling—hard to approach.
This one, in comparison, highlighted the youthful, lively aura that matched her real age.

Either way, Tan Hua thought she looked great.

Once she was done tidying up, she gathered up the discarded gown from Shen Yiheng and headed out. Cheng Yuan was still in the room, freshening up. After the buffer of half an hour, she looked almost completely recovered—her complexion nearly back to normal.

Seeing Tan Hua reappear, Cheng Yuan opened her mouth to say something—but was immediately cut off.

“You two carry on,” Tan Hua said. “I’m going to find President Shen.”

“Are you sure you’ll be alright going alone…?” Cheng Yuan caught herself mid-sentence, realizing how it might sound—like she was jinxing her. Instead, she simply looked at Tan Hua with visible concern.

If he could just come find me himself, Tan Hua thought, it’d save me the trouble of tracking him down.

“I should be fine,” she said.
“I already called President Shen earlier. He’s on his way to meet me.”

Cheng Yuan nodded. “That’s good.”

After parting ways with the heroine, Tan Hua suddenly remembered that she’d promised Ning Xi earlier to help with Cheng Yuan’s makeup and prep. She smacked her forehead in frustration.

There goes my 1.5 million… just like that.

But as Shen Yiheng’s figure gradually came into view in the distance, Tan Hua had to push aside her monetary grief for now and strode toward him.

Shen Yiheng looked surprised as the Omega approached.
“You changed dresses?”

“It’s a long story,” Tan Hua said wearily. “Let’s skip it for now.” Then, she swiftly changed the subject. “Let’s just put this dress back in the car first.”

Hearing that, Shen Yiheng looked pleased.
“You’re taking such good care of it?”

Could it be… because I gave it to her?

But before he could finish the thought, he heard Tan Hua muttering to herself:
“It’s worth ten million. I can’t just toss it after wearing it for, what, less than two hours?”

“Feels like such a waste.”

Shen Yiheng: “…”

Yeah, I should’ve known better than to get my hopes up.

Still, he accompanied her without complaint to return the dress to the car before heading back to the venue together. Upon returning, Shen Yiheng immediately noticed something odd about the atmosphere at the banquet.

He couldn’t quite put his finger on it, and with Cheng Yuan and her parents now up on stage, there wasn’t much opportunity to investigate. So, for the time being, he pushed the uneasy feeling aside and remained dutifully by Tan Hua’s side—playing her silent bodyguard.

Tan Hua picked a seat dead center and casually plopped down among Cheng Yuan’s close circle of friends, including Ning Xi.

The entire group collectively winced at her presence. Still, since Shen Yiheng was right there beside her, no one dared speak too harshly. They simply glared at her in silence, expressing their displeasure through looks alone.

Tan Hua ignored all of them. Not only that, she even whispered to the system in her mind:
“What a bunch of useless fools. They can’t even keep an eye on one person.”

Even though the insult wasn’t aimed at it, the system still felt weirdly guilty. It wisely kept its mouth shut.

Tan Hua didn’t know if these “friends” were just careless, or if the original plot was interfering and causing them to overlook everything about Cheng Yuan on purpose. Either way, she made a note to dig deeper later when things calmed down.

For now, she simply sat there quietly and listened to the speeches by Cheng Yuan’s parents—Dai Yueqing and Cheng Shulan.

The two were clearly aware of what had just happened to their daughter. Their faces were grim, and the faint air of authority they gave off was even more intimidating than usual.

Still fuming internally, both of them forced polite smiles and gave a short, perfunctory speech, encouraging everyone to enjoy themselves and assuring there’d be more to come if the guests weren’t satisfied.

Most of the guests—Shen Yiheng included—had no idea what had transpired earlier.

On the surface, Cheng Yuan appeared perfectly composed, almost as if nothing had happened. As a result, many people watched her intently, expecting her to make a big, emotional announcement.

Instead, just like her parents, Cheng Yuan gave a brief and polite address… and vanished from view shortly afterward.

Some guests couldn’t help but feel confused. Still, with both Cheng Yuan and her parents gone, the Alphas who had come hoping to win her favor began shifting their attention toward other available Omegas in the crowd.

That odd feeling returned again. Shen Yiheng frowned and leaned in toward Tan Hua.
“Did something happen earlier?”

Tan Hua gave him a side glance and didn’t deny it.
“Mm.”

“But you—” Shen Yiheng blurted, suddenly realizing something. He instinctively reached out to grab Tan Hua’s sleeve, only for her to catch his hand just in time.

Their eyes met and locked for a moment. Finally, realization dawned on Shen Yiheng.
“You changed into a new dress so suddenly… Is it because you’re hurt? You didn’t want the marks to show?”

There was no need to hide it, so Tan Hua nodded. “Yeah.”

“How bad is it? What happened?” Sensing the location wasn’t ideal for this kind of conversation, Shen Yiheng quickly grabbed her wrist and pulled her into a quiet corner on the balcony.
“Let me see.”

Before Tan Hua could protest, he had already gently rolled up her sleeve. And there they were—rows of dense bite marks staring him right in the face.

Tan Hua watched as his pupils contracted in shock.

Shen Yiheng looked genuinely stunned. His voice dropped.
“Who did this to you?”

Tan Hua thought for a moment, then said calmly, “Who do you think?”

“Lu Huaixu?!” Shen Yiheng gasped, visibly panicked. “Or—Zheng Jinyu?!”

But then he shook his head. “No, no… Zheng Jinyu’s been in my sight the whole night. He couldn’t have done it.”

“…Was it Guo Lanyi?” he muttered to himself. “She’s the craziest one in the entire circle.”

The more he talked, the more convinced he became. Furious, he turned toward the exit, ready to confront Guo Lanyi.
“Wait right here—I’m going to get an explanation. This is insane. You don’t even know her, and she bit you? What the hell is wrong with her?!”

“I swear, I’ll call the police if I have to!”

Tan Hua’s temple throbbed painfully. She reached out and yanked him back.
“It wasn’t Guo Lanyi.”

She gave a quick glance around to make sure no one was listening, then lowered her voice.
“It was Cheng Yuan.”

Shen Yiheng: “…Excuse me?”

Wait, what? Cheng Yuan?

He stared at her in disbelief.
She? She did this?

His mind refused to accept it. He examined Tan Hua closely, as if expecting her to burst out laughing and say it was all a joke.
Cheng Yuan? That delicate little Omega?

There’s no way she could’ve done this kind of damage.

Shen Yiheng’s thoughts swirled. He wanted to reject the idea outright. But then he looked into Tan Hua’s eyes—clear, serious, unwavering.

He believed her.

“What the hell were you two doing?” he muttered. “She bit you like that?!”

His voice slowed halfway through the sentence, and then—suddenly—he shifted his tone entirely.
“Wait a minute… You two?”

“You were with Cheng Yuan for nearly an hour just now?”

Tan Hua nodded. “Yup.”

Shen Yiheng’s expression twisted with something unreadable. He stared at her, opening his mouth as if to speak, then closing it again. Clearly struggling with how to ask what he really wanted to know.

Eventually, he couldn’t hold it back anymore.
“…Did you two do it?”

Tan Hua almost choked on her own spit. She glared at him.
“Do your head! What the hell is wrong with you?!”

Shen Yiheng immediately realized how ridiculous it sounded.
She’s pregnant, he reminded himself. Pregnant people don’t just go around… yeah, no.

So when Tan Hua tore into him, he didn’t get mad. In fact, he burst into a bright, carefree laugh.
“Sorry, sorry. That was crude of me. My brain just… went there.”

“Forgive me, Hua Hua.”

He got nothing in return but a dramatic eye roll.

But Shen Yiheng couldn’t stop himself—his laughter only grew brighter. Joy lit up his whole face, his eyes crinkling at the corners.

Tan Hua didn’t tell him the full story, of course. She just said vaguely,
“Someone’s trying to hurt her. Keep an eye on her when you can.”

That wiped the grin right off his face. His expression turned serious.
“Something happened to her just now?”

Just then, he caught sight of Xu Fengqi standing nearby, and his brows furrowed deeper.

“Wait a second… there’s a doctor here too?” he asked, voice tense.
“What the hell happened that you needed two doctors?”

Thinking back to the expressions on Dai Yueqing and Cheng Shulan’s faces earlier, Shen Yiheng finally realized how serious the situation must be. He immediately handed Tan Hua over to Xu Fengqi, then turned to her and said,
“Stay put and stick with him. I’ll be right back.”

“Don’t go anywhere except where he is, okay?”

But Tan Hua wasn’t at ease. The system had warned her that three incidents would happen today—and so far, only one had occurred. And if the first was already that dangerous, she had no idea what might be coming next.

So she responded firmly,
“No. I’m going with you to find Cheng Yuan.”

Shen Yiheng had wanted to object, but Tan Hua was too insistent. Unable to convince her otherwise, he reluctantly gave in.
“Fine. But stay close to me, don’t go running off. Got it?”

Tan Hua nodded nonchalantly. Then, with the system guiding her, she strode off quickly in the direction where Cheng Yuan had last been seen.

They turned corner after corner, and soon, raised voices echoed from somewhere ahead. Tan Hua’s ears perked up—one of them sounded like Cheng Yuan. Instantly alert, she grabbed the handrail and flew up the stairs, her steps practically blurring together.

Shen Yiheng followed behind, heart pounding.
“Slow down! Hey—your stomach! You’re pregnant, remember?!”

He couldn’t understand how someone carrying a child could still sprint like that. Then it hit him—why was it that every time something involved Cheng Yuan, these Omegas always seemed to panic?

What was going on between them…?

He was still puzzling over it when Tan Hua suddenly came to a stop. Shen Yiheng’s thoughts froze, and he looked up just in time to see a chilling scene unfold.

At the stairwell, Cheng Yuan was shoved hard by someone unseen and lost her balance. In a split second, she teetered at the edge of the railing, her body about to plunge onto the marble floor below—where she would have surely been covered in blood.

But Tan Hua was faster.

Her small frame burst with strength and adrenaline. She lunged forward and grabbed Cheng Yuan just as she was about to fall, yanking her back with surprising force and catching her in her arms.

Time seemed to stop. The world went completely silent. Everyone froze, stunned by what they’d just witnessed.

Cheng Yuan wasn’t heavy, but the force of the catch knocked the wind out of Tan Hua. As she pulled Cheng Yuan in, she instinctively dropped to one knee to steady them both—and the impact made her feel like her kneecap had been shattered by the floor.

Her face twisted in pain. Cold sweat beaded on her forehead.

“I swear…” Tan Hua gritted her teeth and muttered to the system,
“If the master system has a personal vendetta against me, it can just come after me directly. There’s really no need to keep using the heroine to torment me in increasingly creative ways.”

She smiled coldly. “Don’t you think so?”

The system immediately panicked, falling completely silent. Thankfully, Cheng Yuan moved just in time to save it from Tan Hua’s wrath.

In that terrifying moment of free fall, Cheng Yuan had been overwhelmed by fear. But now, suddenly caught in a warm, fragrant embrace, she froze—stunned.

It took her a long beat to process what had happened. Slowly, her head turned.

She looked at Tan Hua, whose hair was a wind-tossed mess from running, and whose expression still held the urgency of someone desperate to save her. And for some inexplicable reason, a strange wave of emotion rose in Cheng Yuan’s chest.

For a second, she couldn’t help but wonder—

Am I really someone worth this kind of effort?

Heroine’s Inner Thought:
Something’s not right with her…

Shen Yiheng:
“Someone get in here and separate them already!”

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