Transmigrated As The Cannon Fodder Ex-Wife Of A Scumbag Alpha - Chapter 21.1

Zhao Zhiyi was sleeping groggily when he heard a loud “bang” outside. It gave him such a start that he ran out without even putting on shoes. Then, he watched in dumbfounded amazement as Meng Ze took the disheveled Omega and slammed him to the floor with an over the shoulder throw, creating another loud “thud.”

Zhao Zhiyi: “?”

The Omega let out a shriek like a pig being slaughtered, crying as if his parents had just died. While Zhao Zhiyi was still standing there dazed, Meng Ze, who had just been violently attacking someone, instantly became docile upon seeing him. Looking even more aggrieved than the Omega, he grabbed Zhao Zhiyi around the waist and buried his head in his chest, murmuring, “I’m dirty.”

Zhao Zhiyi: “…?”

He grabbed Meng Ze’s hands to check, there was no blood. How was he “dirty”?

It wasn’t until he smelled the honey scented pheromones on Meng Ze that Zhao Zhiyi realized “dirty” referred to being tainted by another Omega’s scent.

He actually had quite the sense of “male virtue.”

Meng Ze said in a muffled voice, “I want your pheromones.”

As he spoke, he went to kiss Zhao Zhiyi’s nape. Zhao Zhiyi quickly stopped him. “Wait! Let me see if he’s badly hurt first.”

Meng Ze made a violent statement: “Wouldn’t it be easier to just beat him to death so we don’t have to look?”

Zhao Zhiyi covered his mouth. “Stop talking nonsense!” Although he knew Meng Ze might not just be talking, he really might do it, as an Alpha in a rut doing anything isn’t surprising.

At this time, the Omega on the floor finally scrambled up, his face covered in tears looking quite pitiful. When Zhao Zhiyi saw his face, he froze for a moment.

He actually found a fellow “industry member.”

If he remembered correctly, this guy named Zhou Xia was also a “cannon fodder” in the original novel, though his role was slightly larger than the “ex-wife’s.” He relied on his high compatibility with Meng Ze to stir up trouble repeatedly, often driving wedges into the protagonist couple’s relationship, which was as fragile as it was rock solid. Zhao Zhiyi had disliked this “Cannon Fodder No. 1” while reading the original book.

However, the reason Zhao Zhiyi could recognize him was because the original host had met Zhou Xia once.

At the time, Zhou Xia thought his position as Mrs. Meng was secure, only for Zhao Zhiyi to appear out of nowhere. After learning he had missed out on the seat of Mrs. Meng, an infuriated Zhou Xia had specifically found the original host to humiliate him.

“What are you looking at!” Zhou Xia wiped his face messily and snapped, “Keep looking and I’ll gouge your eyes out!”

This guy was still so rude the moment he opened his mouth. Naturally, Zhao Zhiyi didn’t give him a friendly face either. Crossing his arms, he said, “Such a great show is right in front of me, how could I not look? Young Master Zhou, are you okay? Do you want me to call 120 for you? Alphas in ruts can be quite heavy-handed…”

At this point, Zhao Zhiyi suddenly paused.

Something wasn’t right…

He looked at Zhou Xia’s flushed face, then sniffed the overly dense honey scented pheromones in the air and frowned. “You’re in heat?”

“None of your business!”

Zhao Zhiyi’s expression turned cold. He pushed Meng Ze aside and took two steps forward, grabbing Zhou Xia. Zhou Xia said in terror, “What are you doing?! Help! Someone’s getting beaten! Zhao Zhiyi wants to kill me!”

Unfortunately, the people outside seemed to have developed collective deafness, there was no reaction.

Without a second word, Zhao Zhiyi pinned the person to the floor, fished a scent-suppressing patch out of his pocket, and slapped it onto Zhou Xia’s gland. The honey scent in the air immediately faded, and his tense expression relaxed slightly.

Thanks to Meng Ze, Zhao Zhiyi now had a good grasp of ABO physiological common sense. If an Omega goes into heat in public, it affects other nearby Omegas and Alphas. No wonder he felt weak in the limbs when he first came out, he was being influenced by this lunatic.

Zhou Xia felt as if he had suffered a great humiliation, flailing on the floor. “Zhao Zhiyi! Let me go! How dare you humiliate me like this!”

Unfortunately, with his weak, willow like physique, he was no match for a fighting expert like Zhao Zhiyi. His posture was quite comical, like a turtle swimming on dry land.

“I’m not humiliating you,” Zhao Zhiyi said. “Most of the people outside are Omegas. Do you have any idea how bad the impact is if you go into heat here?”

“None of your damn business!” Zhou Xia gritted his teeth and cursed. “As long as Meng Ze marks me, what impact could there be?! Don’t think you’re really his wife just because you married him based on compatibility. Someone of your background wouldn’t even have seen Meng Ze’s face in this lifetime!”

He forcefully pried Zhao Zhiyi’s hand away, stood up, and said, “You’re living the high life now, eating and drinking the best. Why don’t you think about being filial to your poor old father? He traveled all the way from Rongcheng to find you, yet you won’t even pick up his calls. Once he finds the Meng family… haha, do you think you’ll still have a good life?!”

Zhao Zhiyi was stunned. “…What do you mean?”

Zhou Xia straightened his collar and resumed his superior posture. “You’re attending A-University, but don’t tell me you’ve forgotten you’re actually a low life? The low life son of a gambler and a prostitute!”

He suddenly laughed again. “I’m a kind-hearted person. A few days ago, I ran into your dad on the street. As soon as he heard I knew you, he immediately asked me for money. Of course, I lent it to him, and I even told him the address of the Meng family… I reckon once he gambles away all the money in his hand, he’ll go have a nice chat with his ‘in-laws,’ right?”

Zhao Zhiyi was a bit dazed.

In the original host’s memories, there wasn’t much about the father. But he had his own.

The person Zhou Xia described overlapped perfectly with the image of the father in Zhao Zhiyi’s own memory: alcoholism, compulsive gambling, domestic violence… That man seemed to embody all the world’s flaws and was the only person Zhao Zhiyi had ever truly intended to kill in his life.

He had always believed that if that man hadn’t gone to prison for killing someone while drunk driving, he might have actually stabbed him to death in that rented room.

“What’s the matter, finally remembered you have a dad?” Seeing Zhao Zhiyi’s pale face, Zhou Xia couldn’t help but feel triumphant. “An inferior Omega like you isn’t worthy of bearing offspring for the Meng family. I suggest you leave as soon as… ah!”

Before Zhou Xia could finish, Meng Ze walked toward him with a dark, gloomy expression. Terrified, Zhou Xia let out a scream. Zhao Zhiyi snapped back to reality and hurriedly hugged Meng Ze, patting his back while whispering comfort: “It’s okay… it’s okay, don’t be angry, don’t hit him.”

If Meng Ze were to hit Zhou Xia now, he really might kill him.

Zhao Zhiyi finally managed to calm Meng Ze down, only to hear Zhou Xia let out another scream. Zhao Zhiyi was confused, could Meng Ze hit people with his mind? Turning around, he saw that Su Jiyu had arrived at some unknown point.

He was wearing a cream-white cashmere sweater, which made his skin look even fairer and cleaner, like a leisurely floating cloud in the spring sky. But his expression was not at all like that.

This was the first time Zhao Zhiyi had seen Su Jiyu look like this, and it was also the first time he realized Su Jiyu was actually a top-tier Alpha with excellent genes.

The usually gentle and harmless white tea fragrance seemed to carry a scent of blood. Just by using pheromones alone, Zhou Xia was already too breathless to move, looking at Su Jiyu with a face full of panic. “You… what do you want to do!?”

Su Jiyu said in a calm voice, “Haven’t seen you in a while. Why don’t we have a chat?”

“No!”

Su Jiyu ignored him completely, stepped forward, grabbed him by the collar, and walked out. Zhou Xia was practically dragged out with violence. In his panic, he even looked to Zhao Zhiyi for help, but Zhao Zhiyi was currently holding one back, if he let go, Zhou Xia would definitely suffer even more.

“You’re dirty too,” Meng Ze suddenly said.

Zhao Zhiyi: “?”

“You have another Alpha’s scent on you.” Meng Ze narrowed his eyes. “It smells terrible.”

Zhao Zhiyi said, “Just bear with it for a moment, I’m going to see if Su Jiyu beat him to death.”

Meng Ze thought of something and said, “Together.”

Zhao Zhiyi had no idea what he was planning. He hurriedly left the room and saw Zhou Xia lying on the ground at the corner, looking neither dead nor alive. Su Jiyu was looking down, slowly wiping blood off his hand.

“Su Jiyu, are you okay?” Zhao Zhiyi asked hesitantly.

“I’m fine.” Su Jiyu gave Zhao Zhiyi a beaming smile. “The one named Zhou might be in trouble, though. I’m just about to call an ambulance for him.”

“But you’re bleeding.” Zhao Zhiyi frowned. Just as he wanted to see if Su Jiyu’s hand was injured, his arm was suddenly yanked, and he crashed into Meng Ze’s embrace. Then, a sharp pain hit his neck. The gland that had finally rested for a day was bitten open again by the Alpha’s fangs. Zhao Zhiyi’s legs went weak, and he slumped into Meng Ze’s arms.

With one hand around Zhao Zhiyi’s waist and the other holding the back of his head, Meng Ze kept his teeth clamped on the gland. He raised his eyelashes and stared coldly at Su Jiyu, like a beast declaring sovereignty over its mate.