The Five Heartless Scumbag Alphas Turned Against Each Other Because Of Me - Chapter 31

Tan Hua smiled warmly and sincerely. With just a subtle look from such a beautiful Omega, the girl who was about to receive the water—Qi Yu—was instantly stunned.

She blinked in disbelief, then lit up with joy, reaching out eagerly for the bottle in Tan Hua’s hand.
“Y-Yes! Thank you, big sis—”

Before she could finish her sentence, the bottle was suddenly snatched away.

Wen Chuan moved fast. She grabbed the bottle, her eyes sharp and possessive as they locked onto Qi Yu.
“She gave it to me,” she said flatly, her tone laced with dominance—as if trying to convince not just Qi Yu, but also herself.

Qi Yu raised an eyebrow and scoffed. Without hesitation, she snatched the bottle right back.
“With all due respect, she clearly handed it to me,” she said with a smirk.
“You didn’t hear what she said just now?”

“She said she wanted to be my friend.”

Wen Chuan’s expression turned stormy. She was furious.
It was one thing for Tan Hua to be unpredictable—but Qi Yu, who had never gotten along with her, was clearly picking a fight on purpose.

Her jaw clenched.
“We’ve known each other for a long time. Who even are you?”

Qi Yu raised a brow in mock surprise. Her retort was simple but sharp, striking right at Wen Chuan’s pride.
“If you two really knew each other that well, why did she act like she didn’t recognize you just now?”

Wen Chuan opened her mouth to speak, but no words came out.
She fell silent, her expression darkening, and the air around her grew heavy with tension. Her whole body practically radiated suppressed anger and resentment.

Suddenly, the three of them were locked in a standoff—in front of the entire school.

The system was stunned.
“???”
How did trying to hand someone a bottle of water turn into an all-out emotional war?

It couldn’t help glancing at Sheng Yiheng:
What are you waiting for? Go in there and rein in the Host before she completely derails the mission!

But Sheng Yiheng didn’t move at all. In fact, she looked entirely amused, arms crossed, clearly enjoying the show.

“So this is the little pretty boy you’re so obsessed with?” she asked, eyes still fixed on Wen Chuan.

Wen Chuan’s mood improved briefly—until she heard the second half of that sentence.

Her eyes narrowed as she glared at Sheng Yiheng.
Pretty boy?
Did she look like someone who lived off others?

But Sheng Yiheng wasn’t fazed. She turned her attention to Qi Yu with growing interest.
“And who’s this Alpha? I don’t think I’ve seen her before.”

Of course you haven’t, Tan Hua thought irritably. I just flirted with her five minutes ago. I don’t even know her name yet. I only know she’s alive, female, and standing here.

Seeing the two young Alphas practically squaring off over the water, Tan Hua had a sudden idea.

“Okay, look,” she said, holding up the bottle. “I only have one of these. So… how about you two share? You take a sip, then I take a sip?”

Wen Chuan stared at her, expression blank.
“And why would I do that?”

She clenched her jaw, voice low but clear.
“Don’t forget the promise you made to me, big sis,” she said, emphasizing every word.
“If you’ve already forgotten, I’d be happy to remind you—in full detail.”

Tan Hua winced.
In hindsight, maybe she shouldn’t have made all those sweet, vague promises yesterday just to calm her down.

With a sigh, she raised her fingers to rub at her now-throbbing temple.
“Let’s… talk about this later, okay? Don’t rush.”

Tan Hua was already looking for an exit.

“Aren’t you in the middle of a match?” she said with a grin, slowly backing away. “Play well, good luck!”

“I have some work to get to, so I’ll leave you to it.”

She waved, still smiling as she inched farther and farther away.
“Let’s hang out another day, okay? Bye!”

“You haven’t forgotten the promise you made to me, have you, big sis?” Wen Chuan said through gritted teeth, pausing between each word as if to hammer them in. “If you have, I don’t mind repeating it—in detail.”

Tan Hua’s head instantly began to ache.
If I’d known this would happen, I never would’ve made those fake sweet promises just to appease her yesterday.

She rubbed her temple, feeling the tension build.
“We’ll talk about it later, okay? No need to get worked up.”

She was ready to bolt.
“Aren’t you in the middle of a match? Play well—good luck!” she said with a light smile, slowly backing away. “I’ve still got work to do, so I won’t get in your way.”

“Alright then, let’s catch up another day.”

As soon as she finished speaking, she shot a desperate glance at Sheng Yiheng, silently begging her to please start walking.

But Sheng Yiheng didn’t move. Arms still crossed, her expression lit up with curiosity.
“Why leave now? This is way more entertaining than a basketball game.”

She stood her ground like a tree with roots in the concrete.

Tan Hua tugged on her sleeve, but Sheng Yiheng didn’t budge. Narrowing her eyes slightly, Tan Hua asked under her breath,
“President Sheng… are you really going to do this?”

Sheng Yiheng frowned. She wasn’t entirely sure what Tan Hua had planned, but a woman’s intuition told her now was not the time to push it. So, she quickly shifted gears and smiled politely.
“Suddenly remembered there’s something at the office I need to deal with. Let’s go.”

That bit of good sense earned her Tan Hua’s approval.
Tan Hua lifted her face and smiled sweetly at her.
“After you.”

With one last glance at Wen Chuan and Qi Yu, Sheng Yiheng casually shoved one hand in her pocket, turned around unhurriedly, and walked off in the direction they’d come from.

Tan Hua followed quickly, not giving Wen Chuan a single chance to call out and stop her.

Wen Chuan stood rooted in place, fists clenched so tightly her knuckles were white.
That bottle of water she’d fought so hard to keep suddenly felt completely meaningless.

Tan Hua had come all this way… just to give a bottle of water to Qi Yu?

And her?

Had she really meant nothing?

It felt like someone had dunked her in a frozen lake. For the first time, Wen Chuan truly understood what disappointment and betrayal felt like. Her whole body was cold. She stared at Tan Hua’s retreating figure, following closely behind Sheng Yiheng, her pretty lips pressed into a tight line.

She said she’d make it up to me…

Wen Chuan gritted her teeth.
She promised to spend an entire day with me. Said she’d be sweet and do whatever I wanted—and she wouldn’t even charge me. Were all those words just lies? Just something to shut me up and send me away?

Confusion crept into her eyes. At that moment, she really didn’t know what to make of Tan Hua anymore.

She was the one who begged me to treat her as a substitute for Cheng Yuan-jie… And I only agreed because I felt sorry for her. But it hasn’t even been that long—and now she’s openly moved on?

Am I nothing but a stepping stone to her?

She earned money from me, and now she’s using that to invest in herself, just to go after even bigger fish—people like Lu Huaixu and Sheng Yiheng, who have power, influence, and connections.

Wen Chuan’s face was now ashen.

“Give me the water back.”

A hand suddenly reached toward her, snapping her out of her spiral. She turned and saw Qi Yu’s smug face.

“Not a chance,” she replied sharply.

Qi Yu’s brow twitched.
“That water was given to me.”

“Given to you?” Wen Chuan shot back coldly. “Does it have your name on it? Did it talk and say ‘yes’? Don’t act like a brat.”

She twisted the cap open and took a long, aggressive gulp, drinking most of the bottle in one go. Then she raised an eyebrow at Qi Yu in defiance.
“Even if Tan Hua did give it to you—what’s left is mine now.”

Let’s see if you’re bold enough to drink what I’ve already put my mouth on.

Qi Yu blinked.
“So her name is Tan Hua,” she murmured, eyes lighting up with a soft gleam.
“Just as pretty as she is.”

Wen Chuan: “?”

Still confused, she suddenly felt the bottle snatched from her hand.

“Hand it over. You already ruined your half—what’s left is mine,” Qi Yu said coolly.

Qi Yu kept a wary eye on Wen Chuan, half-afraid she’d lunge forward and snatch the water again.

Wen Chuan was momentarily speechless.
…Are you serious right now?!

Suddenly, Qi Yu’s expression shifted, becoming overly friendly and familiar.
“By the way, since you already know Big Sis Hua’s name, do you happen to have her phone number? Could you—”

Before she could finish, Wen Chuan slapped her hand off her shoulder with a frosty glare.
“In your dreams.”

You’ll never get Tan Hua’s number from me, Wen Chuan thought viciously. Not in this lifetime.

Tan Hua really is something.
She’d only shown up for a few minutes, and somehow she’d managed to flirt with her nemesis right in front of her face.

Wen Chuan glared at Qi Yu, her chest tight with frustration—but she had nowhere to vent her anger. So, she took all that pent-up fury and poured it into the game.

What if Tan Hua sticks around a little longer? What if she sees me playing my heart out—graceful, powerful, unstoppable—maybe then she’ll remember what she promised me?

As soon as the break ended, Wen Chuan stormed onto the court like a wolf on the hunt. She chased down every opponent without mercy, as if the ball owed her money.

Qi Yu was totally confused.
What the heck?! It was just half a bottle of water—did you really have to come at me like I killed your dad? What did I even do to deserve this?

Fine. When the game’s over, I’ll buy you a whole box of water. No—an entire water station. You can drink until your heart’s content, okay?

Tan Hua, meanwhile, had already left without a second glance.

After saying goodbye to the school staff, she pulled out her car keys and strutted over to her sports car. The roar of the engine turned heads instantly as she sped off in style.

Wen Chuan looked up instinctively at the sound, only to see a scene that made her clench her jaw:

A beautiful car.
A beautiful girl.
Tan Hua, riding off into the distance—beside a cold, elegant Alpha.

Of course she’d leave me here stewing in frustration, Wen Chuan thought bitterly. Of course she’d go show off with another woman, making sure the whole world knew how close they were.

She’s really trying to piss me off.

Her focus faltered—and Qi Yu took the chance to sneak in and score.

Qi Yu raised an eyebrow in surprise.
“What’s the matter? Did Big Sis Hua take your soul with her when she left?”

“Mind your business,” Wen Chuan growled, her face like thunder.

Qi Yu just clicked her tongue and gave her a smug grin.
“Better watch yourself—don’t go down too ugly.”

The taunt lit a fire in Wen Chuan. She snapped her attention back to the game.
Fine. I can’t do anything about Tan Hua right now—but I can definitely wipe the floor with Qi Yu.

Today, I’ll make her regret ever challenging me.

Tan Hua, completely unbothered by the chaos she left behind, was enjoying her smooth ride. One hand on the wheel, she hummed contentedly.

“President Sheng,” she said cheerfully, “shouldn’t we go back to the office and draft a contract now?”

Sheng Yiheng turned to look at her, incredulous.
“Do I have no credibility in your eyes?”

“It’s not that,” Tan Hua said with a dazzling smile. “It’s just… seeing everything in black and white makes me feel more secure.”

Noticing the shift in Sheng Yiheng’s expression, she quickly added,
“Mainly because I have this habit of collecting meaningful things.”

“Like Wen Chuan?” Sheng Yiheng asked flatly.

Tan Hua’s smile froze.

Then it slowly faded.

She let out a breath and said,
“President Sheng, do you know why the old grandma in my village lived to be a hundred?”

Sheng Yiheng raised an eyebrow. “What?”

“Because she never stuck her nose in other people’s business.”

Sheng Yiheng: “…”

“…Hah.” She let out a soft laugh. “So what you’re saying is, I was right?”

Realizing Sheng Yiheng had no intention of backing off, Tan Hua sighed and turned away with a helpless look.
“President Sheng, please don’t be unreasonable. I just landed a major project—I’m exhausted.”

With that, she pulled the car to the side of the road and said,
“You drive.”

Sheng Yiheng: “???”
Excuse me? I’m your boss!

“I’m in heat, President Sheng,” Tan Hua said dramatically, closing her eyes like a wilting flower. “I really don’t have the energy to argue.”

At this point, refusing would make Sheng Yiheng look heartless.
So she got out of the car, switched seats, and reluctantly took over the wheel, silently accepting her fate.

Tan Hua relaxed in the passenger seat, eyes closed and content.
“Wow… this excuse is so effective.”

The system twitched slightly.
Sure, sure. Your heat cycle only lasts a few days. I’d love to see how long you plan to keep milking this excuse.

After grumbling to itself, it glanced at Sheng Yiheng.
No wonder she almost got swindled out of her last penny by Lu Huaixu back when she first entered the workforce. So many years have passed, and she still hasn’t learned a thing.

At this rate, it won’t be long before she’s cleaned out by this Host too.
Sigh… this system is really starting to worry.

Driving Lu Huaixu’s luxury sports car made it impossible for Tan Hua and Sheng Yiheng to keep a low profile. As soon as they pulled up at the company entrance, they drew attention like magnets. Once the two of them got out of the car, gossip spread like wildfire across the office.

Sheng Yiheng didn’t notice. She casually tossed the keys to Tan Hua. But upon seeing how pale Tan Hua looked, she frowned and said,
“Why don’t you take a rest first?”

“Really?” Tan Hua’s eyes lit up immediately.
“So you mean… I can go home and lie down right now?”

Sheng Yiheng: “? When did I ever say that’s what I meant?”

Her eyes narrowed, and her voice turned sharp.
“Tan Hua, are you trying to use ‘not feeling well’ as an excuse to sneak off and meet those two fresh-faced pretty boys of yours?”

“Of course not!” Tan Hua laughed awkwardly, her guilty conscience showing for a split second. But she quickly put on a sincere face.
“President Sheng, how could you think that? I feel awful—why would I go suffer more just to see them?”

“In this condition, obviously my health comes first.”

Her words sounded confident and rational… but Sheng Yiheng didn’t believe a single one.

She looked at her coldly.
“Go back to your office and rest.”

Tan Hua gave it some thought. Sure, that works.

Lounging under air conditioning paid for by Sheng Yiheng, spending Sheng Yiheng’s money, and thinking about other Alphas… honestly, it was perfect.

Watching Tan Hua smile like a fox, Sheng Yiheng immediately felt something was off. But she didn’t know Tan Hua well enough to guess what exactly was going through her head. No matter how hard she thought about it, she couldn’t figure it out.

Still, she wasn’t too worried.
Tan Hua stayed in the company every day—there were plenty of ways to dig up more on her.

Since Sheng Yiheng had said to rest, she really didn’t give Tan Hua any actual work. She even had someone prepare the contract and deliver it directly for Tan Hua to sign.

Not long after signing, a large deposit hit Tan Hua’s account. It wasn’t the full commission yet, but to her, it felt like free money falling from the sky.

Of course, Tan Hua felt a little guilty—after all, the school had agreed so quickly only because of Lu Huaixu and Zheng Jinyu’s names. So, she spent a long time scrolling through shopping sites, carefully picking out gifts. She planned to pick them up right after work.

What she didn’t know was that Sheng Yiheng had her every move under surveillance. When she saw Tan Hua select two gifts, she frowned. She was about to say there was no need to send her so many, but then thought—well, maybe this was Tan Hua’s way of showing appreciation. Rejecting her outright might be rude.

So she decided to play dumb and pretend she hadn’t noticed anything.

Truthfully, Sheng Yiheng didn’t care much for little gifts. But a small part of her… was looking forward to it.

Of the two designer bags Tan Hua had picked, she just so happened to like both. She’d been planning to buy one of them in the next few days. But now that Tan Hua had, by sheer luck, guessed her taste—well, she might as well wait for her “surprise.”

Once she was done shopping for Lu Huaixu and Zheng Jinyu, Tan Hua curled up in a cozy AC blanket and started watching live streams.

She didn’t say much but spent generously. Whenever she liked a streamer, she’d throw gifts at them without blinking. Before long, her name was already well-known in that circle. Her inbox was exploding with private messages.

The system didn’t get it.
“Host, if you’re just craving some eye candy, why not go directly to Sheng Yiheng? Or worst-case, Wen Chuan would do too.”

“Given how Wen Chuan feels about you right now, even if you told her to strip down and do unspeakable things, she’d probably go along with it.”

“So why are you still online stirring up other Alphas?”

“You don’t understand the joy of flirting your way through a field of flowers,” Tan Hua said, eyes glued to the screen where a cool, aloof Alpha appeared. She didn’t even blink. “Besides, getting involved with Wen Chuan or Sheng Yiheng would only complicate things, don’t you think?”

The system mulled over that for a moment—and then it hit it.

She just doesn’t want to take responsibility.

What a total playgirl!

Its digital eyebrow twitched violently. For a moment, it genuinely couldn’t tell who was more shameless—the Alphas vying for Tan Hua’s affection, or Tan Hua herself.

Was the main system putting her in this ABO world just to play mind games? Was this some kind of long-term emotional survival experiment?

The system froze, suddenly wondering if it had stumbled onto some dark secret. It promptly shut up.

But just a moment later, it began to second-guess itself.

What if the main system’s real plan was to let the Host experience what it’s like to be on the receiving end of heartbreak? Maybe it wanted her to learn her lesson, become a better person, turn over a new leaf…

Yeah, right.

Because at this point, it was far more likely that she was going to break all five Alphas’ hearts than they were going to break hers.

The system was starting to panic again. Its attention drifted instinctively back to the group of emotionally invested Alphas, all still completely wrapped up in their own drama.

“…Would you people please get it together and seduce the Host already?” it muttered internally. “Make her fall, trap her, ruin her…”

Wait a second.

The system paused, suddenly horrified.
When did my logic start sounding just like hers?

This was all Tan Hua’s fault.

It stared at her mournfully, and its glare was so intense that Tan Hua actually glanced away from the livestream and looked at it.

“…What?” she asked, puzzled.
Why are you staring like I just kicked your puppy?

But she didn’t give the system any more attention. Her mood was way too good today—sweet like she’d downed a whole jar of honey.

Chin resting in her hand, she gazed at the screen and thought idly: Living like this isn’t so bad.

A carefree life, money to spend, beautiful women to look at—what more could she want?

Unfortunately, the peace didn’t last long.

The company group chat—home to over a thousand employees—was suddenly blown up by an accidental message. Someone had meant to send a private DM but clicked the wrong window… and by the time they realized, it was too late to unsend.

There it was, bold and unmissable:

“Only her third day here, and she’s already riding in the boss’s car and going in and out of the office with her. If she’s not the boss’s lover, what else could she be?”

No one dared say a word.

The massive group chat went dead silent.

When Tan Hua saw the message, she stared at it for a long moment, then finally typed:

“Excuse me, were you talking about me?”

Still, no one replied.

The silence was suffocating.

Tan Hua calmly continued typing:

“That car isn’t President Sheng’s. It was a gift from another generous and very wealthy woman.”

And then, as if that weren’t enough, she added:

“Come on—knowing President Sheng’s personality, do you really think she’d just hand over such an expensive gift to someone for no reason? Even me?”

Sheng Yiheng, who was watching the drama unfold in real time, felt like she’d just been stabbed in broad daylight:
“…That was completely unnecessary.”

You could’ve defended yourself without dragging me into it!

Now that her name had been mentioned, Sheng Yiheng had no choice but to speak up:

“Chitchatting during work hours? Are you all done with your tasks?
@PRDept-Xiao Yu @SecretaryDept-Tan Hua — submit a written reflection before the end of the day.”

Tan Hua: “???”
What does this have to do with me?!

Fuming, she stormed into Sheng Yiheng’s office.
“President Sheng, I didn’t do anything wrong—why are you punishing me?”

As she spoke, her voice cracked, and she began wiping at imaginary tears.
“They’re out there spreading rumors about me, smearing my name, and no one stood up for me. I tried to defend myself, and now you’re making me write a reflection in front of everyone?”

“This is just…” Two dramatically timed tears slipped down her cheeks.
“I can’t live like this anymore!”

“I’m just an innocent Omega, and now my reputation is ruined—what’s the point of living?!”

She turned abruptly toward the window, ready to bolt—only to be yanked back by Sheng Yiheng in time.

“Don’t write it, fine,” Sheng Yiheng said, exasperated. “Just talk like a normal person.”

This passive-aggressive melodrama is giving me a headache.

“No, I want to write it. Why wouldn’t I?” Tan Hua scoffed coldly.
“If I don’t, won’t that just confirm to everyone that I really am your lover?”

“I won’t just write it—I’ll post it in the company group chat myself. Let them all see it clearly with their own eyes—”

She didn’t finish.

Because at that exact moment, Sheng Yiheng’s phone started ringing.

She pulled it out of her pocket—and Tan Hua’s sharp eyes immediately caught the contact’s name: “Yuan Yuan”—written with affection and just the right amount of flirtation.

The female lead?

Tan Hua blinked.
Oh, ho.

She looked up at Sheng Yiheng, her interest instantly piqued.
A certain scummy Alpha is about to get what’s coming to her.

President Sheng: …I have a mole.
The female lead: I can’t sit still. I just can’t.