The Heartless Alpha Just Wants to Follow the Plot - Chapter 75

Su Mo poured a glass of water and sat on the sofa, mentally organizing her words. Since the butler had left after delivering the dumplings, she was safe for the moment.

She allowed herself to relax slightly.

“Actually, many theories about parallel universes are true,” she began. “For instance, what you do in this timeline might occasionally trigger shared memories in a version of yourself in another dimension.”

She couldn’t fully admit to being a transmigrator from another world, so she fabricated the “parallel universe” explanation. It was a tactical move to avoid breaking the Old Master’s heart; he saw her as his granddaughter, yet she knew that aside from a shared name, she had nothing in common with the original Su Mo.

“I am a Su Mo from another timeline. The Su Mo of this world, she left us when she fell ill. Perhaps she ended up in my world.”

Qiu Fu froze. “Ill?”

She suddenly recalled a time when they were filming together. Su Mo had indeed fallen sick, but it hadn’t seemed serious. The doctors had dismissed it as a common cold and fever. Since when did a simple fever lead to someone “leaving the world”?

Su Mo had hidden the severity of her illness from Pu Ying and the Old Master, so almost no one knew the details.

Still, it sounded absurd. She got sick, and then she crossed dimensions?

However, Qiu Fu quickly re-evaluated everything that had changed about Su Mo since that period. The differences were stark almost polar opposites.

• The old Su Mo couldn’t act; this Su Mo was a brilliant actress.

• The old Su Mo was arrogant and would never have saved her, let alone slept with her to protect her. This Su Mo did exactly that and even signed a contract to look after her.

• The old Su Mo was a germaphobe who would never let someone stay in her house. This one did.

• The old Su Mo would never have talked to her like this, nor would she have given Jiang Xi money to save her mother.

• Aside from Pu Ying, the old Su Mo treated her flings like playthings, toying with their hearts and being incredibly stingy with money. This Su Mo was disciplined and clean; even while surrounded by admirers, she never breathed a word of “love” to anyone.

• The old Su Mo couldn’t write calligraphy. This one could.

• The old Su Mo never brought people home. This Su Mo had brought her back twice.

The details of the past months lined up like evidence, all pointing toward the truth of what Su Mo was saying.

Qiu Fu narrowed her eyes suspiciously. “Are you truly not lying to me?”

Part of her wondered if Su Mo was playing her for a fool. How could anyone say something so far-fetched with a straight face?

But the truth was simple: Su Mo had arrived shortly after the original host began to recover. When she took over, the original soul was already gone—there were no wounds, no lingering discomfort, nothing to indicate the exact moment of departure. It was a freak accident of the universe.

“Listen to me,” Su Mo said soothingly. “Everything I’m saying is true. Don’t interrupt; just let me finish.”

“Like you, I was an orphan. I grew up in an orphanage. When I got older, I entered the entertainment industry to earn a living. I became an actress.”

“I loved acting. Stepping into a character’s shoes made me happy.”

Unfortunately, because of her sharp, striking features, she was always cast as the villain or the “tragic second lead”—women who were either malicious or driven to madness by unrequited love.

If she had been a mediocre actress, it wouldn’t have mattered. But she was too good. Combined with the irredeemable nature of her roles, she became a public enemy. At promotional events, angry crowds would sometimes pelt her with rotten eggs. And because she refused to submit to the “hidden rules” of the industry, she could never land a lead role in a major production despite her talent. She spent her days playing bit parts in small crews or scavenging for her own resources.

Life was hard, but she had been content.

Her final role had been in a massive historical production. She had fought tooth and nail for the part, only to be swept away by a flood while trying to save someone on set.

“I was washed off a cliff, and then I woke up here.”

Su Mo sounded almost wistful. “I was a total stranger here. I didn’t remember much, but this body still held some muscle memory. I’ve just been doing my best to fake my way through life.”

Su Mo told the story with casual nonchalance, but Qiu Fu, being an actress herself, understood the grueling reality of that life.

However.

“You said you were swept off a cliff and ended up here? With an Alpha’s constitution, falling off a cliff wouldn’t kill you. Why would you end up in a different body?”

It sounded preposterous.

Su Mo: “…”

She sighed. “The place I come from is different. You’ve heard of Earth, right? I’m from Earth, from the era when there were only men and women.”

Qiu Fu: “…”

Absurd. Utterly absurd. Qiu Fu felt that Su Mo was layering lie upon lie. Now she was even claiming to be from the mythical cradle of humanity?

“I would have believed you if you named some random remote planet,” Qiu Fu snapped. “But Earth?”

It was impossible. Everyone knew Earth had vanished into the annals of history millennia ago. Their current star system was millions of light-years away from the Solar System. While some “Earth” traditions survived, they had been transformed and diluted over thousands of years.

An Earthling transmigrating into an Interstellar noble with the same name? She had called it a “parallel universe” a moment ago, and now it was a “crossing”?

Can’t she at least try to be consistent?

Qiu Fu reached a sharp conclusion: “You have no intention of telling me the truth at all.”

Su Mo: “…”

Su Mo felt a wave of helplessness. She had bared her soul, yet Qiu Fu remained unconvinced.

“Then what will it take for you to believe I’m from Earth?”

“I still can’t,” Qiu Fu replied, shaking her head. Her expression was torn. “You’ve lied to me too many times. You’re like the boy who cried wolf at this point, I don’t know which of your words are sincere and which are fabricated.”

“I can’t tell them apart anymore, Su Mo.”

Without a way to distinguish truth from fiction, Qiu Fu found it impossible to fully commit her heart.

“Besides, first you spoke of parallel universes, and then you claimed to be from Earth. Isn’t that a direct contradiction?”

Su Mo sighed. For once, she was telling the absolute truth, and her audience was rejecting every word. She realized she was reaping the seeds of her own deception. Had she known it would be this difficult, she wouldn’t have spun such a web of lies earlier especially that bit about parallel universes. Now, trying to bridge the gap between ancient Earth and the Interstellar age felt like trying to force two puzzle pieces together that didn’t belong.

“You are truly full of lies,” Qiu Fu said softly. “Always deceiving others and deceiving yourself.”

She truly didn’t understand the point of Su Mo’s charade.

“I can’t understand you, and I can’t see through you. All I can do is protect myself and retreat.”

Su Mo looked at her, falling into a heavy silence for the first time.

[I can help you.]

The System hesitated before finally intervening.

What do you need? Su Mo asked internally.

[Once I use System Energy to help you bypass the rules, I will be bound by the Laws of the World. You will have to accelerate your progress and complete the mission immediately.]

Su Mo went stiff. Accelerate?

[What you have shared tonight has already touched the System’s red line and breached our contract. If you don’t finish the original plot as soon as possible, you will be shredded by the fabric of this world.]

[At this point, whether I use the energy or not makes little difference.]

If I speed things up, what’s the fastest we can finish?

[One year.]

The System’s voice began to flicker and fade. [You have one year. You must hurry.]

Before it could finish the sentence, its voice vanished.

Su Mo knew it had gone to do what was necessary. Breaking the laws of a world was a monumental task, but if the System said it was possible, she had to trust it.

One year. She only had one year.

She clenched her fists. There was no more time for hesitation or half-truths.

Su Mo looked up, prepared to lay all her cards on the table, but she realized she didn’t have to. Through the System’s final transmission, a detailed explanation had already been etched into Qiu Fu’s mind.

Qiu Fu’s eyes widened, her expression a complex mixture of shock and dawning realization. She hadn’t expected the truth to be this fantastical. The System had even shared the reality of Su Mo’s true feelings and the reason why she had been forbidden from saying “I love you.”

“You.” Qiu Fu’s voice was cool but trembling with confusion. “You came to this world with a mission?”

She had imagined many things, but never this.

“You couldn’t control your choices because of the System, right?”

Listening to Qiu Fu, Su Mo realized the System had taken the fall for everything. It had framed itself as the “villain” to protect her. Her mind raced; she wanted to deny it, to tell Qiu Fu it wasn’t the System’s fault, but the moment she tried to speak, it was as if her vocal cords had been severed. No sound would come out.

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In the wake of Su Mo’s “silence,” Qiu Fu reached her own conclusion: So that’s it. It was the System’s interference that had caused Su Mo’s constant state of internal conflict.

“Then, do you like me?”

Now that she understood the constraints on Su Mo’s heart, Qiu Fu decided to fight for herself one last time. Her face flushed, but she mustered her courage. “Do you like me the same way I like you?”

This time, Su Mo didn’t hesitate.

“Yes. I love you.”

It was because of this love that she was willing to forfeit her chance to leave this world. If she was meant to sink into this reality, then so be it.

Hearing the words she had craved for so long, Qiu Fu’s face turned a deep crimson. With shy but firm resolve, she replied, “I love you too.”

“I know about the System now,” Qiu Fu added softly. “It said it has to leave and it told you not to be sad.”