The Five Heartless Scumbag Alphas Turned Against Each Other Because Of Me - Chapter 44.1

Ye Na (the childhood friend) felt like Zheng Jinyu had completely lost her mind. She was saying things so ridiculous, it was as if Tan Hua had enchanted her and stolen her soul.

Fuming, she raised her voice again.
“So you’re just going to kick Yan Yan out of the company for that seductress, huh?”

“You’re seriously willing to throw away everything the three of us have shared since childhood—for her?”

At that point, Ye Na gave up trying to understand whatever was going on between Zheng Jinyu and Tan Hua. She thought Zheng Jinyu was beyond saving. To throw out someone like Yan Yan—beautiful, capable, a lifelong friend—for a complete outsider…

Wait, no. Not an outsider. A former wife. A woman she had already divorced.

Ye Na simply couldn’t understand it.

People could marry and divorce. They could even remarry and still end up divorced again. But the bond between the three of them—the friendship forged since they were kids—that was supposed to last forever. Through thick and thin, through the end of the world.

And yet Zheng Jinyu was willing to set all that aside in pursuit of so-called “love.” Ye Na was stunned by how reckless she was being.

Zheng Jinyu rubbed her temples. “That’s not what I meant.” She tried her best to explain calmly.

“Yan Yan has been with my company since she graduated. By now, I’ve taught her everything—how to handle any situation, how to stand on her own.”

“It’s time for her to be independent,” Zheng Jinyu said with a cool tone. “She can’t stay by my side forever—”

“Why not?!” Ye Na cut her off, furious.
“She’s always been at your side, and nothing bad ever came of it! And now you want to throw out all these ridiculous excuses to distance yourself from her?”

“I was wrong before,” Zheng Jinyu said quietly, her voice calm but steady. “I got married, Ye Na.”

“I should’ve distanced myself from Yan Yan long ago—but I didn’t. And that’s why I ended up divorced. That’s why I’m now working so hard to win Tan Hua back.”

“That’s the reason.”

“She used to fight with me all the time because of Yan Yan. But just like you, I thought my friendship with Yan Yan was more important. I brushed her off, ignored her pain, watched her scream and cry, and then break down completely… until she lost all hope and left without looking back.”

Zheng Jinyu spoke as if she were recounting someone else’s story, her voice so calm it was unsettling. But Ye Na was left speechless.

Over the years, the friendship they once held so dearly had still ended up being shaken—broken—because of someone else.

Ye Na couldn’t find the words to refute Zheng Jinyu anymore. It was clear that in Jinyu’s heart, Tan Hua had long since replaced both her and Yan Yan.

For Tan Hua, Zheng Jinyu was even willing to cut off ties with her oldest friends.

Ugh. Love brain! Ye Na scoffed twice under her breath.

Then suddenly, she remembered something.
“What about Cheng Yuan? What are you going to do about her? Just yesterday she told me she’s coming back right after her graduation trip.”

“When she gets back, how are you going to face her? Didn’t you say you loved her? And if you did—how could you go off and marry another Omega behind her back?”

“Have you even thought about how you’re going to explain this when she returns?”

“No,” Zheng Jinyu said plainly.

Her blunt honesty left Ye Na frozen in place, phone clutched in her hand.

It took her a while before she finally shouted in disbelief,
“No?!”

“That’s the reason.”

“She used to argue with me constantly because of Yan Yan. But I had the same mindset as you. I believed my friendship with Yan Yan was more important, so I looked down on her, brushed her off, let her break down alone, screaming and crying, until she was completely heartbroken—and left me without a second thought.”

Zheng Jinyu’s tone was calm, as if she were talking about someone else’s story. But Ye Na was quiet now, unable to speak.

With age, even the strongest of friendships could be so easily shaken—torn apart—by someone from the outside.

She couldn’t find the right words to argue back. It was clear that in Zheng Jinyu’s heart, Tan Hua had long since surpassed both her and Yan Yan. For Tan Hua, Zheng Jinyu was willing to distance herself from old friends—maybe even cut ties completely.

Tch. Love-addled fool.

Ye Na scoffed loudly, full of contempt. Then, something occurred to her.
“What about Cheng Yuan? What do you plan to do about her? Just yesterday, she told me she’s coming back after her graduation trip.”

“When that time comes, how are you going to face her? Didn’t you say you loved her? And you loved her, yet you went behind her back and married another Omega?”

“Have you thought at all about how you’re going to explain yourself when she comes back?”

“No,” Zheng Jinyu answered without hesitation.

Her blunt honesty left Ye Na speechless, staring blankly at her phone.

After a long pause, she finally raised her voice in disbelief.
“No?!”

“She’s coming back any day now, and you still haven’t figured out what to say to her?!” Ye Na felt like she was going to explode. Her hand even trembled a little from anger.

“Zheng Jinyu, how did I never realize before just how much of a jerk you are?”

Zheng Jinyu remained silent, letting the scolding wash over her. She opened her mouth once or twice but didn’t say a word in defense.

Eventually, she interrupted Ye Na quietly.
“Are you done? I still have work to finish.”

The dismissal was obvious.

Ye Na paused, stunned, then finally gave up. She had no more patience to talk to her.
“Where’s Yan Yan?” she asked coldly. “Is she still at your company? I’m coming to get her.”

“She’s not here anymore,” Zheng Jinyu said, her expression complicated as she glanced over at Tan Hua, who was happily sipping a drink and swinging her legs like she didn’t have a care in the world. “She just packed up and left.”

Ye Na took a deep breath.
“Fine, Zheng Jinyu. You win.”

Then the call ended.

Zheng Jinyu stared at her phone. Her emotions were a mess—frustrated, bitter, confused. She instinctively wanted to defend herself, but deep down, she knew the truth:

She had caused this chaos. All of it.

She had no right to make excuses.

Zheng Jinyu remained frozen at her desk, motionless in front of her computer. Across the room, Tan Hua raised an eyebrow and asked the system,
“What’s wrong with her?”

“She’s in a bad mood,” the system said, poking its head out with a scheming look. “Host, don’t you want to go over and comfort her a little? Let her feel the warmth of the world?”

Tan Hua considered it. “If I go over now… the only thing she’s likely to feel is the heat of a boiling oil pot.” She cast a glance at the system. “Are you sure she can handle that?”

The system: “…”

Yeah, maybe not.

Zheng Jinyu was already on edge. If the host accidentally said something off again, she might actually explode on the spot.

Still, the system didn’t want to give up so easily. It tried to persuade her again, voice gentle like a granny selling soup,
“Host, can’t you think of the money for once and try to play nice? Sweet-talk her, flatter her a little?”

“She’s offering you a whole office building, okay? Not some prefab house, not a backyard cottage—an actual skyscraper. Dozens, maybe hundreds of floors!”

For a second, the system genuinely wished it could possess Tan Hua and agree on her behalf.

But Tan Hua didn’t get the hype. “It’s just an office building. You’ve been with me for years—we’ve seen wealth that could buy countries.”

“Remember when we busted that corrupt official? Didn’t you see an entire room stacked with gold and jewels, floor to ceiling?”

The system froze. …That was true.

But no—this wasn’t the same! That was money she took. This was compensation from a remorseful scumbag Alpha! Totally different categories!

The system clearly disagreed but didn’t dare argue. If it pushed too hard, the host might do something truly outrageous.

Tan Hua didn’t go comfort Zheng Jinyu—because honestly, Jinyu didn’t look like she needed comforting. The Alpha’s brow was furrowed, yes, but she quickly collected herself and dove back into work.

So, to avoid making things worse, Tan Hua happily returned to sipping her drink and pulled out her phone to check in on Wen Chuan’s studies.

Wen Chuan’s basics were terrible. Because of her family situation, she had hardly studied properly her whole life. She was practically a living example of someone who’d slipped through the cracks of the nine-year compulsory education system.

Staring at the photos Wen Chuan had sent her, Tan Hua frowned. Her mouth opened and closed a few times. She took several deep breaths before finally losing patience and calling the girl directly.

If I bottle this up, she thought, I’m going to develop a cyst. Or worse, insomnia. She had to let it out.

What followed was a full-on verbal storm. Wen Chuan got a complete dressing-down.

After the rant, the phone went eerily silent.

Wen Chuan didn’t say a word. Tan Hua wasn’t sure if she had stunned her speechless or if the girl was still processing. Just as she was about to speak again, she heard Wen Chuan’s voice—quiet, but clearly shaken:

“Mom… I mean, Sis.”

She’d started to call her “Mom,” but quickly corrected herself, perhaps suddenly reminded of their complicated relationship—or maybe of her own feelings toward Tan Hua. Either way, she switched quickly, then said softly,
“Do you know something?”

Tan Hua: “?” I don’t, but I have a feeling I’m about to.

“No one’s ever scolded me the way you just did. Ever. My whole life, everyone around me just told me: ‘As long as you’re happy, that’s all that matters.’ No one cared about grades. No one cared whether I learned anything.”

“They used that as an excuse to let me do whatever I wanted—wasting time, acting out. And like that, I turned into exactly what they made me: a useless, bratty kid that no one could stand.”

“I think people who really love me wouldn’t let me spiral like that. They’d want me to be better. To grow. To have a future.”

“They’d want me to be someone useful. Someone strong, independent—someone who can stand tall. Just like you, Sis.”

Wen Chuan’s voice changed as she spoke. She sounded emotional—just a little choked up, hard to notice unless you were really paying attention.

“You’re the first person in my life who’s yelled at me like you were genuinely mad I wasn’t doing better.”

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