Transmigrated as the Top-Tier Alpha's Secretly Married Ex-Wife - Chapter 3

Chapter 3

“I told you she was suspiciously obedient on the show! You see, she has no good intentions! Xian-shén, she’s invited you to her apartment, aren’t you afraid she’ll drug you, just like before—”

The manager, A Huai, couldn’t help but mock when she saw the message. A Huai usually managed Mo Xian’s work phone.

She looked at Mo Xian.

Mo Xian was looking out the window with a cold expression. Su Tuantuan had already taken off. To avoid letting Su Tuantuan leech off her popularity, A Huai specifically instructed her assistant to book a later flight.

Mo Xian’s gaze swept over her, a warning in her eyes. A Huai looked around, realized she had talked too much, touched the tip of her nose, and lowered her voice, “She’s a gold-digger. Just let her take a small advantage and leave it at that. There’s no need to get endlessly entangled. You’re so busy, you don’t have time for a small-timer like her…”

Mo Xian’s brows furrowed slightly. Although she also disliked Su Tuantuan, an inner voice told her that Su Tuantuan was different from before.

Just based on this variety show, Su Tuantuan hadn’t done anything out of line either.

“I’ll go see.”

Mo Xian had made up her mind, and A Huai didn’t try to persuade her further.

In A Huai’s words, a short-sighted woman who would sell out her friends for profit, like Su Tuantuan, should have just been given hush money. Why the necessity of marriage?

But Mo Xian had been utterly snared, and as her manager, A Huai could only play along and soothe her.

A Huai teased, “Our Xian-shén is just too soft-hearted. Who knows what trap she’s setting for you to jump into.”

Mo Xian rubbed her eyes, Su Tuantuan’s delicate and charming face flashing in her mind.

She felt inexplicably annoyed.

What is going on?

She clearly hadn’t paid much attention to Su Tuantuan these past two days…

After landing, Su Tuantuan got a spa. After a full-body massage, she felt all her muscles were relaxed. Back at home, she was doing her skincare routine while watching TV. On her phone was Mo Xian’s reply from a few hours ago.

Mo Xian: “Okay.”

Succinct, not a single wasted word.

It wasn’t until the sound of a door opening echoed in the entryway that Su Tuantuan snapped out of the TV show.

Mo Xian, who entered, was clearly surprised. The curtains in the room were tightly drawn, seemingly afraid of being seen. A square cardboard storage box sat on the coffee table. Su Tuantuan was curled up on the sofa, fully dressed, holding a massager. Seeing her, Su Tuantuan smiled, “You’re here.”

It was extremely polite.

Like greeting an unfamiliar colleague.

Mo Xian hummed in acknowledgment. A Huai followed behind her, afraid Su Tuantuan might try some trick. A Huai was completely uneasy about Mo Xian, so she followed them upstairs. Seeing such a calm Su Tuantuan, A Huai was also stunned.

She pondered internally: What is this Omega playing at?

This was too big a contrast to her previous image as a fervent, brainless fan!

Su Tuantuan naturally saw A Huai behind her, but she didn’t pay much attention. She paused the massager, stood up, and offered hospitality, “What would you like to drink? Coffee, mineral water, or tea?”

“No need. Just tell us what you need quickly. Don’t dawdle and waste time. We’re very busy with work.”

A Huai’s tone was somewhat impatient. She hadn’t even closed the door, keeping one foot inside, ready to leave at any moment.

Su Tuantuan frowned and looked at Mo Xian. “The issue between us should be considered private. Perhaps you could have your manager wait outside?”

She was displeased.

Mo Xian realized this, and the surprise she felt internally was greater than what she showed on the surface.

One should know that Su Tuantuan had never dared to make demands of her. When facing her, Su Tuantuan was always enthusiastic and joyful.

Even when A Huai and the assistant gave her cold looks, Su Tuantuan ignored them, never expressing her annoyance directly—unlike now.

Su Tuantuan didn’t get a response, so she stopped bothering with the pretense of politeness. She took two bottles of mineral water from the refrigerator. She initially thought of handing them to Mo Xian and A Huai, but changed her mind and simply placed the water on the table.

“If the manager wants to participate, close the door, come in, keep your mouth shut, and listen in. If you’re not participating, wait outside. I don’t appreciate impolite people.”

She lifted her head, her swan neck excessively long and slender. Her cotton pajamas were buttoned up completely, right up to the very first button.

A Huai’s lips moved, wanting to curse, but she glanced at Mo Xian’s expression and heard Mo Xian whisper, “Wait for me outside.”

Then, Mo Xian personally closed the door.

A Huai was on the verge of tears. Once the door closed, A Huai pressed her ear against the cold door panel, trying to get some information. However, the soundproofing was too good. She quickly sent a message to Mo Xian.

A Huai: “Shout for help if you’re in danger! I’ll charge in and save you!”

Mo Xian didn’t reply.

Su Tuantuan had already taken out the pre-prepared divorce agreement.

“Three copies. You can keep the other copy with a third party. We don’t have any financial disputes. My family doesn’t know about the marriage, and I assume you haven’t told your family either.”

Su Tuantuan pinched a few sheets of A4 paper. Her nails were neatly trimmed. She only got manicures when necessary and never kept her nails long otherwise. Her long, rounded fingers gripping the paper immediately caught Mo Xian’s attention.

Mo Xian didn’t sit, remaining standing. When Su Tuantuan sat on the sofa and looked up, she noticed Mo Xian’s gaze was somewhat distracted. Su Tuantuan waved her hand. Mo Xian immediately snapped back to attention. Su Tuantuan then flipped to the agreement clauses.

Based on the original Su Tuantuan’s character, actively proposing divorce was already suspicious. If she asked for nothing, it would be even more suspicious.

Su Tuantuan didn’t want to take advantage of this fictional character, but she also didn’t want her persona to collapse too drastically, leading to more unnecessary entanglements with her.

“I won’t return the apartment to you. After all, you gave it to me, which counts as a gift. During the marriage, I kept my promise to stay silent, as agreed. If your conscience moves you, it would be even better if you are willing to compensate me for the loss of my youth.”

Su Tuantuan slightly narrowed her eyes, feeling extremely pleased. If she had a tail, it would probably be wagging.

Mo Xian carefully read the agreement. After confirming that Su Tuantuan hadn’t made any excessive demands beyond some compensation for losses, she became even more confused.

Su Tuantuan had clung to her desperately, demanding responsibility. Why was Su Tuantuan so abnormal after only half a year of marriage—

Mo Xian: “Why divorce?”

“What else could it be for?”

Su Tuantuan leaned back against the sofa, looking resentful, trying her best to appear sufficiently “shameless.”

“We’re all adults, and I have needs, too…”

They had agreed on a no-sex marriage. If she directly said she didn’t like Mo Xian, it might pique Mo Xian’s competitive spirit, as she was the female lead. But if she used another reason…

Mo Xian would absolutely not sleep with her because of this.

Mo Xian predictably frowned, clearly showing her distaste for the reason Su Tuantuan had given.

Su Tuantuan was very nervous, her breath caught in her throat. If she could just get the divorce, she would be more than halfway there.

Doesn’t this count as successfully changing the plot?

Seeing Mo Xian hesitate to sign, Su Tuantuan shifted on the sofa, feigning coyness. “A Xian, you’re not reluctant to let me go, are you? I knew it, I knew you had feelings for me. A couple of one night has the grace of a hundred nights. How about tonight…”

Mo Xian immediately picked up the pen and signed the agreement.

She was afraid Su Tuantuan would change her mind the next second.

Su Tuantuan was nearly dying of laughter, the smile still frozen on her face. Mo Xian looked up at her. “It’s done.”

Seeing Su Tuantuan’s stiff smile, suspicion clouded Mo Xian’s eyes. Su Tuantuan raised a hand to wipe the corner of her eye. “Although it pains me to part with A Xian, when a relationship is over, it’s time to say goodbye. A Xian, I wish you can find someone you truly love in the future.”

Yes, at this moment, she was acting as a completely dutiful lackey.

“Thank you.”

Mo Xian hadn’t fully recovered from the shock of the situation, but she maintained her decorum upon hearing Su Tuantuan’s blessing. She hesitated, thinking whether she should offer some comforting words, when she heard Su Tuantuan’s impatient inquiry.

“So when can we go get the divorce certificate?”

Mo Xian: “…”

Why did Su Tuantuan’s eyes seem to be filled with intense anticipation and excitement…?

She thought she was seeing things, blinked, and looked again. Su Tuantuan had reverted to a reluctant, sad expression.

Yes, it must have been her imagination…

“If you want to wait a few days, that’s fine too. That way we can still sweetly be a couple for a little longer…”

“I’m free tomorrow.”

Mo Xian blurted it out without thinking. Seeing Su Tuantuan look dejected, she paused. “I will have someone transfer the compensation to your account after we finish the paperwork tomorrow.”

Su Tuantuan looked on the verge of tears. “Okay.”

With the agreement signed, there was no need to stay. Mo Xian turned to leave. As she reached the door, she looked back and saw Su Tuantuan staring down at the agreement, not even glancing at her.

Su Tuantuan was checking if Mo Xian had signed all the necessary spots.

Mo Xian felt something strange, but couldn’t pinpoint what it was.

“That…”

She called out to Su Tuantuan. Su Tuantuan was still looking at the agreement. From this angle, Mo Xian could see a small part of Su Tuantuan’s profile.

Su Tuantuan seemed to be smiling.

“Su Tuantuan.”

Mo Xian called out clearly. Su Tuantuan looked up in surprise, even wearing an expression that seemed to say, “Why are you still here?”

“Ah, oh!”

Su Tuantuan patted her forehead. “Look at my memory.”

Under Mo Xian’s gaze, Su Tuantuan picked up the square cardboard storage box from the coffee table and practically dashed to the door, shoving the items into Mo Xian’s arms as if they were a hot potato.

The box contained Mo Xian’s toiletries, all originally prepared for her by the previous Su Tuantuan.

Mo Xian had never used them once.

Mo Xian’s slightly narrowed, phoenix-shaped eyes were filled with one word—

Bafflement.

She even suspected she was dreaming.

If the Su Tuantuan in front of her wasn’t so vividly real.

“These are all your things, right? I don’t know if you still want them. If you do, keep them. If not, just throw them in the downstairs trash can.”

As Su Tuantuan finished speaking, she seemed to remember something and wiped the corner of her eye. “If I see these things after the divorce, I might be reminded of you, missing you over objects. Every midnight dream will be filled with irresistible longing…”

Mo Xian, clutching the cardboard box, opened the door and left. A Huai, who was pressed against the door, nearly fell inside.

Mo Xian’s hurried “Goodbye” was quickly slammed behind the closed door. The speed was so fast, as if she feared some beast inside would rush out and bite her invisible tail.

Su Tuantuan burst into laughter.

She had expected the divorce to be difficult, but she never imagined it would be so smooth!

Once the divorce certificate was in her hand, she would be a true single noblewoman! All those beautiful women out there would be hers to flirt with!

“Hah, yeah.”

Su Tuantuan stretched leisurely, narrowing her eyes comfortably. “So relaxing, truly relaxing.”

“Ridiculous, truly ridiculous.”

A Huai stared at the clauses in the divorce agreement, shaking her head and clicking her tongue. “She actually, genuinely, proposed the divorce herself?!”